Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

Intuition told her that Feng Xun must have found something, but Feng Xun didn't tell her, she went to find it herself!

The car stopped in front of an apartment building, and the driver said respectfully, "Miss Xia, this is the place you said!"

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven o'clock and said thanks to the driver. In order to avoid Fengxun, he went with him. Before getting off the bus, he said, "don't follow me. I'm enough alone!"

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you in the car!" Feng Xun nodded with a smile and watched Xia Qiqi get out of the car and enter the apartment building. Then he told the driver in a deep voice: "follow me, keep an eye on me. Once something goes wrong, I'll do it directly!"

"Yes The driver got out of the car quickly and followed up the apartment building quietly.

"Room 1205..." on the seventh day of the summer, according to Annie's address, she took the elevator to the twelfth floor and soon found room 1205.

She took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. Unexpectedly, the doorbell rang and there was no response for a long time. She frowned suspiciously. Is that Huang Jian not at home now?

After thinking about it, she still didn't want to give up. She rang the doorbell again and saw the door locked. She still didn't respond. She could only shrug her shoulders helplessly and was about to turn and leave when the door suddenly opened.

"Who is it?" Huang Jian's voice came into his ears. On the seventh day of the summer, he turned around and saw Huang Jian appear in front of him with a proper smile: "Hello

Huang Jian looked at the seventh day of the summer day that suddenly appeared in front of his house. He thought it was a dream. He rubbed his eyes and found that it was her. His face suddenly collapsed. He asked unhappily, "what are you doing here?"

"I'm here for you, of course!" On the seventh day of the summer, he looked at Huang Jian, whose hair was in a mess. He looked rather decadent and said with a smile, "I've heard about your suspension..."

Before she could finish, Huang Jian frowned tightly and said coldly, "I'm really sorry to have you come all the way here to see my joke."

He was about to go back to his room and slam the door. On the seventh day of the summer, he said, "I'm not here to see your jokes. I just want to know the truth of some things!"

Huang Jian didn't shut her door when he heard that. Instead, his eyes narrowed slightly and he asked in a deep voice, "what do you want to know?"

"Are you going to talk to me right here?" Early summer seven picked pick eyebrows, smile and asked: "do not invite me to sit in?"

Looking at him, he seemed to be hesitant. On the seventh day of the summer, he added with a smile: "the gunshot wound on my arm is not good, so you don't have to worry about it. I'll fight with you with any weapon!"

Huang Jian frowned, originally wanted to say something, but the words to the mouth, or into a short sentence: "come in!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he followed Huang Jian into his living room. Looking around, he found that although the apartment he lived in was spacious, he was the only one. His things were in a mess, the garbage was not cleaned up, and there was a box of instant noodles left on the table

Xu is aware of the eyes of the seventh day of the summer. Huang Jian's expression is a little embarrassed. He coughs and throws all the garbage on the table into the garbage can, and looks for cups to pour water for the seventh day of the summer.

"Don't be busy, I don't drink water!" The seventh day of the summer said with a smile. He glanced at a magazine on the table. It was the global military magazine. There was a clear light in his eyes. He picked up the magazine and asked with a smile, "do you like to pay attention to military knowledge?"

"Not bad!" Huang Jian nodded happily and admitted generously: "I really like these, including all kinds of weapons knowledge..."

"So you have a good shot..." before the seventh day of the summer, Huang Jian suddenly realized something and his face sank.

"I really like these, and I often go to the shooting gallery to play shooting in my spare time, but I will never do this to a real person, so I didn't do your gunshot wound!"

The seventh day of the summer laughed, waved his hand and said, "don't be nervous, I didn't say it was you!"

"But a lot of people doubt me, including Kevin, the director..." Huang Jian said, his shoulders drooping down, and said with a bitter smile: "if not, I would not be suspended because of my mistakes! I'm afraid in the boss's mind, I'm also the biggest suspect! "

Thinking about Feng Xun's reaction on the seventh day of the summer, if Feng Xun really thinks that Huang Jian is the murderer, I'm afraid he won't be so relieved to let her come to see Huang Jian!

But she didn't say it. Instead, she quietly watched him vent her emotions for a while, and then slowly said: "many people doubt you because you have good shooting skills. In addition, no one knows your whereabouts and your teammates can't prove your innocence when you were outdoors that day..."

"I was forming a team with Susan and Chen Ping!" Huang Jian carefully recalled the situation that day and frowned.

"Do you think your teammates are suspicious?" The seventh day of the summer asked thoughtfully.

"Susan is not good at shooting. Chen Ping doesn't know why he went in the middle of the way..." Huang Jian's tone is rather hesitant, and it seems that he can't find out too much doubt about other people.

Seeing that he had reached this point, he didn't throw dirty water on others. On the seventh day of the summer, he was more and more sure that Huang Jian's character was not a big problem. On the contrary, Susan gradually transferred the doubts to Huang Jian and Chen Ping!

"Are you sure they are not as good as you?" Summer seven suddenly asked a sentence, Huang Jian Leng Leng, looked at her suspiciously.

"Does that need to be determined? Susan doesn't play shooting with us at all. Chen Ping has played with me for several times, and the accuracy is very general... "Huang Jian disdains Chen Ping when he mentions his shooting skills.

"Do you have a good relationship with Susan?" On the seventh day of the summer, she became more and more interested in Susan. She held her chin and asked with a smile, "or, how much do you know about her?"

Suddenly asked by the seventh day of the summer, Huang Jian's old face turned red. He said uneasily, "it's not good. After all, it's not a department. Besides, she's also a goddess..."

"So you have a crush on her?" The seventh day of summer is laughing and joking.

Sure enough, Huang Jian's face turned more and more red and faltered: "in fact, she likes many of her single colleagues, but she refuses many people's pursuit, so how dare I think more about it..."

"You're not bad, either!" On the seventh day of the summer, he looked at Huang Jian's appearance, and encouraged him with a smile: "it's a chance to clean up carefully and sort out your own image."

"It's impossible, Susan is a goddess, even if it's worthy of our boss..." Huang Jian said here, suddenly realized something, looked up at the seventh day of the summer, and didn't go on.