Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

The air was suddenly quiet, only the sound of booing in the video.

Fu Han withdrew his hand, slid it again and again, the video played again, Wen Qingyue's heart trembled with the rhythm of the music, and there was an urge to die on the spot.

Wen Qingyue watched his face getting darker and darker, the glacier in his eyes turned into a cold pool, deep and cold, the kind of cold that emanated from the bones, a cold that could not be resisted by any means.

"Sunshine, what you like is not Jian Ying, but his friend?" Fu Han's tone was unexpectedly flat, which made her very uncomfortable.

She was prepared to face the storm, but his reaction was very calm, which made her feel even more uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Wen Qingyue frowned, bit her lips, "Well, listen to my excuse, this is actually a punishment for losing the game..."

Fu Han threw the phone to her, turned around and sat back in his seat with no expression on his face, "Did you laugh just because of the comment or because of this matter?"

Wen Qingyue picked up the phone, pursed her lips, glanced at the video, pressed the lock screen, threw the phone into her bag, and was startled when she heard the words, "I, I laughed because of the jokes in the comment section!"

Fu Han didn't look at her, he was indifferent, Wen Qingyue panicked for no reason, walked a few steps in front of him, and explained anxiously: "This is really just a punishment, I don't like him, this video doesn't After shooting, I will explain to everyone later.”

He still didn't respond, Wen Qingyue, who was depressed by the silent atmosphere, lost her reason and patience, and sat down beside him, irritatedly biting the manicure she had just done.

Neither of them spoke, and the silence spread. Wen Qingyue looked at him from time to time, and wanted to say something but couldn't say anything.

After a few minutes of stalemate, she couldn't bear to speak again, "What are you angry about?...After all, our relationship...is not close enough to interfere with each other's private life. I don't care about you, and you don't care about me. ?"

Fu Han raised his head to look at her, his dark eyes were dark, unfathomable, black that could swallow everything, Wen Qingyue felt even more guilty after seeing her, and the rest of his words were silenced.

Fu Han suppressed the anger in his chest, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Wen Qingyue, do you remind me of that contract every time like this?"

He seldom called her by her first name. Wen Qingyue couldn't remember what kind of emotions he had before, anyway, this time it was not a good mood, as cold as they met for the first time.

Wen Qingyue suddenly didn't dare to look at him anymore, her eyes dodged, her mouth was stiff: "I don't want to remind you, it's just..."

"I haven't reached the age where I have a bad memory." Fu Han interrupted her, paused for a few seconds, and his tone became more flat and indifferent, "But don't forget, no matter who you like, hide it from me, With your identity as Mrs. Fu, you can't make me wear a cuckold."

Wen Qingyue suddenly looked up at him, what do you mean?Did he want to accuse her of having a bad influence on him for what she did tonight?

She explained it was a game punishment, and she explained it to everyone in the end, how did she know that someone would take it out of context and only upload the first part of it to the Internet.

"I'll remember it. Don't worry, Mr. Fu. I will be cautious in my words and deeds in the future. You don't have to worry about this video. It's not clear. No one will recognize me, and no one will know that I'm your wife."

Wen Qingyue gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down, but what she said still carried some emotion.

The two looked at each other with the same cold indifference in their eyes, and there was still a bit of a rivalry hidden in their eyes.

knock --

A knock on the door suddenly sounded, breaking the oppressive atmosphere.

Wen Qingyue restrained her emotions and asked, "Who?"

"It's me, Yang Chong, Miss Wen, is it convenient for you to come out?"

Wen Qingyue was stunned for a moment, got up and went to open the box door, looked at Yang Chong who was standing at the door, "Officer Yang, are you looking for me?"

Fu Han also got up and walked over, stood behind her, and exchanged a glance with Yang Chong.

Yang Chong sensed the delicate atmosphere between them, but he was not interested, and he didn't ask any more questions. He turned his attention to Wen Qingyue, "I would like to ask you to go and check the surveillance together."

Wen Qingyue was a little surprised, digested for two seconds, and said: "Officer Yang, I'm just an ordinary person, it's not my turn to investigate cases."

Yang Chong's attitude is too strange. When she took the initiative to send him clues about Jiang Ying's case, she was wary and suspicious of her. Now he took the initiative to invite her to watch the surveillance in this case, which is unreasonable.

As expected, Yang Chong has been a criminal investigation policeman for more than ten years. Facing her scrutiny, he was very calm, "Didn't you say that you saw the deceased an hour ago, if this case is really related to him, are you sure you are safe? Are you sure he didn't?" found you?"

Wen Qingyue thought for a while, without jumping into the pit, said lightly: "I'm not sure, but if this is the case, you should send someone to protect my safety, instead of involving me."

Fu Han heard some thoughts from the conversation between the two, and interrupted in a deep voice: "Who are you talking about? How does it seem that the murderer has been confirmed?"

The two looked at him in silence, seeing that Yang Chong didn't intend to tell him, Fu Han said coldly: "I am her family member, Officer Yang, you, as a policeman, let ordinary people get involved in the murder case, shouldn't you let me Does the family know something about it?"

"..."

Yang Chong frowned, hell, why are the people he met today so oppressive?

He scratched his neck irritably, "You are right, this matter is due to my lack of consideration, please excuse me!"

Wen Qingyue blinked blankly, and Fu Han watched him leave, neither of them expected him to leave just like that.

Fu Han's eyes darkened, and he asked, "Is your life in danger?"

Wen Qingyue didn't react for a while, didn't answer, and was still thinking about Yang Chong's words.

Fu Han thought she was still having trouble with him, so he pressed the center of his brows with some headache, "Wen Qingyue, don't talk about anything else, at least you and I are friends, right?"

"Ah?" Wen Qingyue looked at him in astonishment, looked at each other for two seconds, then nodded, "Yes...isn't it."

right?

This reluctant tone made Fu Han's chest surge with anger almost rushing out.

She really has the ability to make him angry.

"You, what's your expression?" Wen Qingyue frowned, feeling a bit cold on the back of her neck.

Fu Han did not choose to continue entangled with her on such meaningless topics. His brain was spinning rapidly, and he deduced the information from the conversation between the two of them just now, "He said that you saw the deceased an hour ago, who else besides the deceased? The murderer? "

Wen Qingyue nodded in silence for a moment, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Liu Nanchen and the deceased appeared in the toilet together an hour ago. I suspect that this incident may have something to do with him."

"Liu Nanchen—" Fu Han's brows tightened, he didn't know what he was thinking, and quickly said to her: "That's just your guess, he's not that stupid to kill people in this kind of place. Leave this matter alone, The police have taken care of it."