Dr. Ex Husband Wants To Remarry Me

Hearing, Fu Jinheng raised his eyebrows and smiled. He turned his head to look at the passersby. The smile in his eyes grew deeper and deeper. The hand holding her waist still didn't mean to let go, and he said in a playful tone: "What's wrong with this? We are in a legal hug, and others can't fault it."

"Legal?" Song Jinan suddenly looked up at him when he heard the words, his eyes filled with doubts and incomprehension: "When is it legal?"

"Isn't it normal for boyfriend and girl friends to hug together? Isn't it legal?" Fu Jinheng nodded naturally, and the words from his **** lips seemed calm and calm, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. The place.

Song Jin'an widened his eyes in surprise, and pushed him subconsciously, the expression on his face was also extremely unnatural: "When did you...become a...perfect boyfriend?"

"Last time."

"Last time?"

"Ok."

"Which last time?"

"That time I went to the police station to find you to copy all the surveillance video related to the Wang Sheng case, and then didn't I go to dinner together at noon? I also explained to you the relationship with Shishi, didn't you agree that day?" Fu Jin Hengyang He raised his eyebrows, there was obvious joy on his face, and even his tone became very brisk.

When Song Jinan heard this, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly wanted to get out of his arms. Seeing that he was about to withdraw from his arms, he was held in his arms again, and he didn't give her the slightest chance to escape. He heard his warm and pleasant voice again: "Didn't you say it? Don't move, let me hold it."

Song Jin'an gave him an angry look: "When did I say yes last time? It was clearly...test...consideration."

"You obviously acquiesced that day."

"No."

"Let's do it!" Seeing her attitude so hard, Fu Jinheng chose to compromise and raised his brows: "Then it's not too late for you to agree."

"..."

Song Jinan was dumb, staring at him with cold eyes, saying nothing.

"Don't speak?" Fu Jinheng waited for a long time, without waiting for her words, he put his arms around her waist and raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his eyebrows: "Well...then today, I will treat you as an acquiescence and not accept the rebuttal. "

Song Jin'an lowered his eyes, and did not comment on his unreasonable remarks. He was just silent all the time, and it was almost acquiesced!

She actually has a good impression of Fu Jinheng, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she likes it, but at that time she always restrained her feelings from showing it, and pretended to be indifferent to reject him. The reason was simple, she couldn't understand him. At that time, he had a marriage contract, no matter what kind of marriage contract he and Qiao Shiwei were in, but since the marriage contract is a fact, she doesn’t need to care about Fu Jinheng’s feelings for her. All she can do is to be with him. Keep your distance and be indifferent.

Looking at her expression, Fu Jinheng raised his mouth, lowered his head and asked, "Is it cold?"

"It's okay."

Fu Jinheng raised his wrist and looked at the time, gently pushed her out of his arms, and then took her hand, preparing to cross the road: "It's past nine o'clock, it's cold at night, don't stand here, first Go up!"

"Go to my house?"

Fu Jinheng listened to her and looked at her shocked expression, and couldn't help but laugh: "Of course, let's go!"

"My car..."

"It's okay to stop there."

Song Jinan looked at his stalwart back and pursed his lips, a warm feeling rose in his heart.

After arriving at Song Jin'an's house, Fu Jinheng went to and fro around and went to the living room to sit down, watching Song Jin'an put his bag on the table, and went to the kitchen to help him pour hot tea.

When she came out with a cup of hot tea, Fu Jinheng walked over and took it: "I heard that your team recently took a special case? Or a corpse case? But the head was not found? "

Song Jinan looked up and looked at him suspiciously: "How did you know? This case has not been announced to the public."

"Didn't I just say it? Listen to what others said."

"Who said it?"

"Um... confidential."

"You..." Song Jinan glared at him fiercely, walked to the table and took out a notepad about the clues of the case from her bag. This notebook she has always carried with her is an important clue to sort out every case. There were a few photos and pens in the book, turned around and walked in front of him, and handed the book to him: "What's written in it are clues."

Fu Jinheng took it. As soon as he opened the button of the notepad, four or five photos fell out of it. Fu Jinheng picked it up and looked at it, raised his brows, and also looked at her notes, then turned to look at her: "Didn't find out her true identity?"

"The three IDs I found from her house today, I went back and checked them, and none of them are true."

"What about her records when she came to city t? For example, trains, planes, etc."

"Also checked, no."

"Then it's really interesting. I died so miserably and my identity is a mystery. If the identity can't be confirmed, wouldn't you be like the headless fly now? There is no clue to the murderer."

"Don't talk cold words." Song Jinan sat aside and gave him a blank glance.

Fu Jinheng raised his eyebrows and put things on the coffee table: "Since people are so mysterious and you can't find them through normal channels, then the scope is actually much smaller!"

"How to say?"

"Aren’t you always smart? I thought, I’m an outsider and it’s not convenient to intervene in your police case. I remember that the black tea you made for me last time was pretty good. There should be more! I’ll make another cup. Think about it slowly and don't worry." Fu Jinheng smiled, and didn't intend to really intervene in this matter.

Before, Jin Yishuo's case was related to his sister, so he would occasionally give Song Jinan's advice and help her find clues to the case, but this case is different. He is a prosecutor and cannot openly participate in the process of handling the case.

Song Jinan glanced at him. As the captain, she naturally knew these procedures and rules. She didn't intend to tell him at first, but for some reason, she trusted him very much at this time and couldn't help but want to listen to his advice. Very reliable look.

Xu was surprised by the thoughts in his heart, and Song Jinan quickly withdrew his gaze. I don't know when such thoughts began, but they only discovered today.

Looking at her little expressions, the smile in Fu Jinheng's eyes became more obvious. He picked up the cup of green tea he had only drunk on the table and walked to the kitchen. He opened the cabinet door above his head and looked at it, and finally locked it. I raised my eyebrows on the glass jar with black tea, took it out, poured out the original tea in the cup, and refilled a cup of black tea. When I left the kitchen, I accidentally found two pieces on the counter. Bucket of instant noodles, squinted his eyes slightly, laughed, and sat on the nearest single sofa with a teacup.

"Why do you still have instant noodles?" Fu Jinheng put the teacup on the table and looked at Song Jin'an with a smile.

Song Jinan was focused on the case, thinking about the reminder that Fu Jinheng had just given him, so in addition to the notebook, there were other photos and clues on the table. Hearing his voice, Song Jinan did not raise his head, just Faintly replied: "Well, sometimes it's too late to order takeaway or cook, so I just use instant noodles. I often eat in the team. I get used to it, so I will always have a few bowls of noodles at home."

"I haven't eaten dinner tonight, I shouldn't mind making a bucket later, right?"

"whatever."

"Okay." Fu Jinheng smiled and raised his eyebrows. He came to see her directly after work tonight. It was true that he did not have a meal. It was just after four o'clock in the afternoon that Han Xufan bought a cup of coffee and a small cake from outside. I have eaten it, and now it has been five or six hours, and my stomach is indeed hungry.

Originally, he was thinking about going to dinner with her after work, but he didn't expect that she had eaten, so he would be too lazy to do this. It doesn't matter if he is hungry, he can stay with his wife anyway, and now he still has a drink. Noodles are not too bad.

"By the way, tomorrow is the weekend and I am on vacation. Would you like to go to dinner together?"

"Do you think I'm free?"

"Oh, yes, your case

It's so tricky now, I don't think I can spare any time. "Fu Jinheng glanced at his mouth, and said with a little regret: "Then, I can hardly have weekends, and I am waiting for this weekend to have a serious date with you." , Is it so hot? "

Song Jinan didn't listen much to what he said. He heard the last sentence that was soaked, and was about to look up and ask him what was soaked. By the way, he took the map and notebook she just put on the chair, but suddenly found that he was sitting on it. , And even leaning very close to him, he swallowed again when he reached his mouth, his eyes were a little angry, he slanted at him, and asked in a very calm tone: "You know I like Which point?"

Listening to her unprecedented question, Fu Jinheng's eyes lit up, and a sly smile evoked under her eyes: "Well... let me think about it, is it to get me closer to you?"

After Song Jinan heard this, there was an unnatural and unclear blush across his face, and a sharp squint across his clear eyes: "Then you really think too much, I like you to stay away from me now, you press Look at my clues and information."

"..."

After Fu Jinheng listened, the curiosity and expectation on his face disappeared without a trace. Sure enough, a duplicity woman!

Hey!

As soon as she got up and asked Song Jinan to take away the things on the single sofa, Fu Jinheng noticed something wrong in her words, his eyes narrowed, and his brows were raised twice: "Hey! If I heard the words correctly just now , You said you like to keep me away from you now, then when do you like me to be closer to you? Tell me?"

Song Jinan was taken aback, his heart trembled a little, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster. He looked at Xiu eyebrows and glanced horizontally at him. He was a little embarrassed on his face. He just wanted to get rid of him quickly, so he spoke in a hurry. Very impatient: "I'm thinking about the case! Can't you just be quiet by the side? Didn't you just say you want to eat instant noodles? Hurry up and soak."

Fu Jinheng also noticed her embarrassment, so he smiled without breaking through, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'm going to instant noodles, you continue to think." Then he got up again and walked out. After two steps, he paused again: "Hey, by the way, do you want to eat? I can help you soak..."

When Song Jinan heard this, he raised his head and glared at him angrily, his eyes filled with warnings, and Fu Jinheng stopped abruptly. He raised his eyebrows, nodded and made a gesture of shutting up, then turned to the kitchen and started giving himself Instant noodles.

After the two buckets of instant noodles were soaked, Fu Jinheng brought them all on the coffee table without making a sound. He smiled at the corners of her mouth as she watched her carefully contemplate the process and details of the case.

After the instant noodles were almost ready, Fu Jinheng opened the lid, put the remaining seasoning bag in, stirred gently, and pushed a bowl in front of her.

Song Jinan did not look at it until Fu Jinheng finished the bowl of instant noodles, and she did not move the bowl of instant noodles. Fu Jinheng squinted her eyes, and directly reached out and took the pen and information in her hand: "Okay. No, don’t look at it, hurry up and eat the noodles while it’s hot!"

"What are you doing?" Song Jinan glared at him and asked dissatisfiedly.

"I remember I said in the case of Jin Yishuo that people should learn to relax, and you should not always try to catch clues, because you can't find anything useful. Do you have any ideas like this? Is it?" Fu Jin Heng laughed and asked softly.

Song Jin'an pursed his lips and looked at him silently, indeed he did not think of which special group the deceased Wang Lili's identity would be linked to.

Looking at the bowl of noodles on the table, Song Jin's eyebrows frowned, but he didn't have any appetite to eat: "I have eaten, why did you soak a bucket for me?"

"Okay then! Don't eat it, let me eat it." Fu Jinheng smiled, and pulled the bowl of instant noodles back in front of him again, opened the lid, picked up the fork and continued to eat.

Song Jinan looked at him eating with relish, then raised his hand to prop his chin: "You haven't eaten tonight?"

"If I remember correctly, I seemed to say before the instant noodles. I didn't eat tonight. Didn't you hear?" Fu Jinheng took a mouthful of the instant noodles, his deep dark eyes swept towards her, revealing deep meanings.

When Song Jinan heard it, she thought about it seriously. It seemed that there had been such a conversation just now, but she didn't listen to it very seriously, but her mouth subconsciously responded to what he said. As for what she said, she really doesn't think about it now. Woke up.

Looking at her slightly guilty expression, Fu Jinheng knew that when this woman was focusing on one thing, it was best not to talk to her. Anyway, she said it for nothing. In the end, she didn't listen to a word, but instead I have to ask you what she said.

Are you upset?

"I'm almost done, too." Fu Jinheng took a few bites of the bowl of noodles, then picked it up and threw it into the trash can not far away.

He doesn’t really eat things like instant noodles. He has always been very particular about the degree of eating and wearing, especially in the raw materials of the ingredients. He is born with fast food like instant noodles. After a few times, it can be regarded as one of the few, but today I ate two barrels with my wife.

It seems that there will only be more opportunities to eat instant noodles in the future!

When Song Jinan looked back, he noticed that half a pack of cigarette cases was exposed in his jacket on the back of the sofa chair, and remembered that when he just came back, he saw him leaning on the car door smoking a cigarette, and couldn't help but ask curiously. A mouthful: "Hey, Fu Jinheng, do you still smoke?"

Fu Jinheng threw the trash back to sit on the sofa, and found her eyes locked in the pocket of her black windbreaker, and smiled: "Yes, but she rarely smokes, so she smokes occasionally, why? Like it? I don't mind quitting smoking for you."

"I just asked casually." Song Jinan said unnaturally from the League of Nations, "It's just that I haven't seen you smoke before, and I suddenly saw you smoke today, so..."

"I don't like smoking at home. It smells like cigarettes. Speaking of it, I am a person who is more or less clean, so I smoke basically outside, and I smoke less. Sometimes a pack of cigarettes can last for a month or two. "

"I see it."

"See what?"

"Clean addiction." Song Jin'an pursed his lips, spit out these two words lightly.

In fact, when she moved into Fu Jinheng’s house, she discovered that he had a problem with cleanliness, and she also had a slight feeling of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Although she had never been to his bedroom, she could tell from the bathroom alone. He seldom uses the bathroom. The towels in the drawers are arranged neatly. The colors are dark and the countertops are spotless. She also learned from Fu Qihan that in his apartment, every Wednesday There will be two babysitters to clean and disinfect all aspects, and that level will definitely make you doubt life.

"Know me so much? Tsk, let's talk about it, what else do you know about me, eh?" Fu Jinheng looked at her very calm expression, so he approached her with a light and gentle tone.

"No."

"Then what else do you want to know?"

"No."

"Really do not have?"

"Ok."

"Well, it's actually not in a hurry. Anyway, there will be a lot of time in the future, so I can slowly understand." Fu Jinheng smiled, and did not intend to irritate Song Jinan. He just got up and turned away and moved the things beside her again Sitting down, he hugged her waist naturally, and his head naturally fell on her shoulders: "Let me hold it for a while, and after a while, I think you are going to drive me away."

When Song Jinan heard this, she turned her head and looked at the wall clock on the wall subconsciously. It was already over ten to forty, and it was almost past eleven. She was indeed going to issue an eviction order later.

Although their relationship is considered together now, it was confirmed on the first day at any rate. She couldn't let him stay here overnight. After a certain period of time, he still had to leave, and she was due to the case during this period. I didn’t have a good rest, I really wanted to take a bath earlier and sleep.

However, Fu Jinheng’s self-knowledge made Song Jinan a little uncomfortable to refuse and push him away, so he let him put his arm around him and leaned on him. The two kept silently. A few minutes later, Song Jinan also Wearily put his head on his head.

"Are you tired?" Fu Jinheng slowly opened his eyes and asked when he felt his tilted head.

"Well, kind of."

Fu Jinheng stretched out his hand to lift her head, got up from her shoulders, but didn't let go of the hand holding her waist. He approached her and pecked her lips a few times: "Since you are tired, take a break! I'll go back first, and I will contact you tomorrow, good night."