Female Detective of the Republic of China: The cold and handsome young man will flirt with his wife

"Of course there is evidence, but I have to hand it over to Mr. Bai myself."

Feng Xiaojin's determined gaze made Bai Xingkai's heart loose.

Wasn't she really the one who killed Shixuan?

As a father, Bai Xingkai was more willing than anyone else to let the real culprit go unpunished. After thinking for a moment, he asked Feng Xiaojin to present the evidence.

Feng Xiaojin stepped forward.

"Wait." Madam Bai stopped her. Although she also had doubts about her son's death, she didn't have any good feelings for this charming Feng Xiaojin.

"Is there any evidence that cannot be presented by the servants? Could it be that there is some evil intention hidden?" Mrs. Bai asked.

Feng Xiaojin immediately shook his head, "I don't have any, it's just that this evidence will only be effective if I present it myself."

The cousin of the Bai Mansion, Yun Hua, looked at Feng Xiaojin for a long time. She is Mrs. Bai's niece and has just returned from studying abroad.

Generally, a lady like her who looks like a sea turtle must look down on a country girl like Feng Xiaojin very much.

Sure enough, she sneered when she heard this, and stared at Feng Xiaojin with dark and cold eyes, her eyes were full of disgust and contempt, "Don't play tricks, you are the murderer who killed big cousin, how can you still get me?" What evidence? It's just to deceive us for our lives!"

Feng Xiaojin gave her a strange look, and Nuonuo said: "I'm just a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, and now I just want to catch the real murderer and restore my innocence. Why is this lady so excited?" ?”

Yunhua is angry.

It is unforgivable that a country girl dared to talk to her like that!

Just as he was about to get angry, a tall man pushed the door in at the right time, "Didn't you say that you caught the eldest brother's concubine? Why is it so lively?"

He was wearing a well-tailored three-piece plaid tweed suit and a striped tie. His jet-black hair was neatly combed behind his head, exposing his smooth forehead, and he exuded a loose and slutty aristocratic air.

It was Bai Yanjun, the seventh young master of the Bai family who hadn't returned all night.

When Yunhua saw him, the anger on his face instantly turned into grievance.

Bai Yanjun glanced at her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "What's the matter?"

Before Yunhua could speak, Mrs. Bai took the lead, "Lao Qi, your eldest brother died young, but you still have the leisure to have fun everywhere! Do you still have any ethics and brotherhood?!"

Bai Yanjun is not her own son, but the son of the foot-washing servant in her room. She already hated Bai Yanjun very much, but now that her son is dead, and the son of the son of the servant is still alive and kicking, teach her how not to be angry!

Bai Yanjun touched her nose indifferently, and didn't take her words to heart.

Madam Bai wanted to teach him a lesson, but Bai Xingkai stopped her.

He glanced at his younger son and said, "This is your elder brother's concubine. She said that there is evidence to prove that she is not the murderer. What do you think?"

Bai Yanjun looked at Feng Xiaojin, who was silent at the side, her beautiful peach eyes seemed to be filled with mist, full of passion.

Most women would be confused and shy under the gaze of this pair of eyes, but Feng Xiaojin looked back indifferently, those eyes were like the rain and dew in the morning light, clean and clear.

Unexpectedly, there are such a pair of eyes under such a coquettish and charming appearance, but the contrast is huge.

Bai Yanjun showed a beautiful and frivolous smile, "She is really a great beauty, what a pity to die, why not give it a chance."

Bai Xingkai was very troubled by this flirtatious son, but now he had no intention of disciplining him. He said weakly, "In that case, Feng Xiaojin, you can hand over the evidence to Yan Jun."

Feng Xiaojin secretly watched the family's interaction, her thin lips pursed slightly.

Bai Yanjun smiled and said, "What worries does the beauty have?"