Sweet official announcement: mysterious husband, tease non-stop

"OK, I'll trouble the director today. I'll visit him in person another day!"

Fu Siyan looked apologetic.

The director was busy laughing and shook his head, "it doesn't hurt."

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, for feeding our police station!"

"Ha ha, I learned a new word recently. It's called feeding?"

Always add new equipment and equipment to the Bureau.

That's right.

After a few more greetings, Fu Siyan hung up the video.

Recall what the Secretary said just now.

Shen Huan, the son of the Shen family, cheated on his fiancee?

That means Joey's got a green hat?

No wonder Shen Weilan thanked Shen Huan in public today.

That's over.

Fu Siyan picked up the coffee at hand and took a sip.

On the microblog, the news is all about Fu Yuncheng.

Inadvertently opened Shen Weilan's microblog.

The last one still stays on the one he sent.

Memories always inadvertently rush into the brain and finally get lost.

Fu Siyan put down his coffee and the telephone screen lit up on the table for a moment.

Fu Siyan raised his eyes and looked at them, with a cold flash in his eyes.

He didn't reply.

After a while, the screen lit up again.

Fu Siyan still calmly and indifferently turned over the news in the microblog and looked at one comment after another.

Everyone is scolding Fu Yuncheng for being nothing.

Originally, the news of Fu Yuncheng's cheating slowly settled down with time.

Well, with the exposure of Fu Yuncheng's past, even the affair of cheating was dug out again.

This man really has no good place.

"Ding -"

The cell phone rang again.

This time, I just called directly.

Fu Siyan stared at the name on the caller ID for a long time.

Finally, I touched my forehead and pressed to answer, but I turned on hands-free and didn't mean to put it in my ear.

The action in the hand didn't stop and continued to brush the microblog.

"Si Yan."

On the other side of the phone, the man's voice has gone through some vicissitudes, as if he would die in the next second.

Fu Siyan said that he was listening.

"Did you send the news?"

Face each other's questions.

Fu Siyan stopped rolling his mouse hand and took a look at the mobile phone screen.

I couldn't help laughing.

"My message?"

He wondered.

Um, across the street.

Fu Siyan raised his eyebrows. "You are my father. You are a father for life. I won't kill you just because you betrayed mom. You think I'm too dirty! "

To be exact, anyone in Fu Yuncheng's eyes is dirty.

He learned Fu Yuncheng's methods in some places.

But his mind is far inferior to Fu Yuncheng.

Fu Yuncheng stopped talking.

Then there was the woman's voice.

"Then why did the media know about it? Now the whole network push, Fu Siyan, don't you just want your father to die! "

"Is it possible that things can be solved when your father dies? Ah?! "

It's too much to kill!

Fu Siyan narrowed his eyes.

Laughed.

"Ms. Lin Nan?"

"How!"

The woman had a proud look on her tail.

Fu Siyan said, it's just her.

"I said you sent the news, do you recognize it?"

Huh?

Lin Nan smiled, "I'm crazy. I'll put this news out! He killed my sister, my parents! "

"So? Why did I put this news out? I've been carrying the pot for so many years. I really don't mind carrying it for a few more years. "

The name of the murderer has been on him for too long, too long.

He was so used to it that he felt that he had gone to a fake press conference without asking a reporter.