Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

It was Fu Jingchuan's cell phone that rang.

Fu Jingchuan didn't want to pay attention at first, but his cell phone kept ringing. Fang Fei suggested that it might be something important, so Fu Jingchuan reluctantly took out his cell phone.

The call was from country H. When he saw the calling address, Fu Jingchuan immediately let go of Fang Fei's hand: "I'm going to answer the call. You go first and wait until I get back to continue."

"Go quickly." Fang Fei pushed his back and sent him to the door. She felt a heavy feeling in her chest and a burning sensation on her face.

She immediately opened the window and stood at the windshield, letting the wind blow. The heat on her face finally dissipated.

When the blush on her face faded, the forcibly suppressed discomfort deep in her heart surged up again. She took a few deep breaths into the wind, opened the drawing and continued to draw.

Design is her favorite job. When she is doing what she likes most, idle thoughts cannot intrude on her.

When she broke up with Fu Jingchuan, she used drawing to relieve her pain. In the end, she was favored by the professor and got the opportunity to display her talent.

This time, she must draw a zodiac design with new era significance without interference, and draw a work of art that young people are willing to pay for.

Fang Fei quickly concentrated her attention, while Fu Jingchuan answered the phone and went to the attic on the third floor.

"MIKY, is there any movement?"

"Yes, Xie Mubai was picked up from school just now. He drove a Mercedes-Benz and took him to an apartment in the city center."

"Is it Gu Jianting?"

"I haven't photographed it yet, but it's almost certain that I noticed that Gu Jianting took a plane from country F to country H in the early morning."

"Okay, please keep watching, if you have any news, please continue to contact me."

"Okay, I took some photos of Xie Mubai getting on and off the car. Do I need to send them to you?"

"can."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Jingchuan quickly received the photo from MIKY.

The photo was taken with professional equipment and the picture quality is very clear. You can even see the true color of the lipstick used by Xie Mubai.

MIKY sent all the pictures she had taken, and there were more than a hundred of them. Fu Jingchuan took a rough look at it and found that the person who picked her up was indeed not photographed. He was about to close it when he suddenly realized Xie Mubai's figure, especially The way he walks is very much like a person.

Fu Jingchuan immediately covered Xie Mubai's head with his hands, exposing only the area below the chin, and tried to replace the face of this body with Jiang Churan's in his mind.

With this substitution, I instantly felt that there was an eighty or ninety degree similarity.

If Xie Mubai is really Jiang Churan, then it wouldn't be surprising if she poisoned Gong Wanru.

But doubt wouldn't solve the problem. He needed concrete evidence.

He immediately called people in Pakistan and asked if they had found out how Xie Mubai was living in Pakistan under the name Ma Qian and what friends he had around him.

The other party said no. The information about Ma Qian's previous activities here seemed to have been deliberately deleted and destroyed. They asked about many places where Ma Qi had been, but no one knew her.

Fu Jingchuan immediately found a photo of Jiang Churan from the Internet and sent it to them, asking them to check whether Jiang Churan had been active in Pakistan while investigating Ma Qian.

After making the call, Fu Jingchuan did not go downstairs immediately.

A lot of things have happened recently, and each one seems to be close to the truth, but it always gets stuck at the critical moment, and everything else is put aside.

Fu Jingchuan was a little unsure whether it was man-made or a coincidence, but if these things could not be resolved one by one as soon as possible, he always felt that there were hidden dangers.

Especially when Fang Fei wanted to get married, he had to solve all the safety hazards before he could give her a status without any worries.

Fu Jingchuan stood on the balcony on the third floor for a long time before going downstairs. It happened to be dinner time, so Fu Jingchuan didn't stick to Fang Fei and personally cooked some of Fang Fei's favorite dishes.

After dinner, Fang Fei still went to the study to work overtime, and Fu Jingchuan was like a little daughter-in-law, visiting her every half an hour or so, which was self-evident.

Fang Fei couldn't stand his little thoughts, so when he opened the door again, she simply pointed her finger at him: "Xiaochuanzi, I'm tired, please help me go back to the palace to rest."

Fu Jingchuan stood up, brushed his sleeves, said "cha", and stretched out his arm for Fang Fei to hold.

Fang Fei's face, which had been smiling all day long, was so teased by Fu Jingchuan that her face burst into laughter. Her stomach even hurt from laughing and she couldn't even walk.

Fu Jingchuan bent down and picked up Princess Fang Fei, and continued to speak in a sultry tone: "Mother, your delicate feet are not suitable for walking on the ground. Let me carry you back to the palace."

The contrast between Fu Jingchuan's image was so great that Fang Fei couldn't help laughing. Later, when they arrived in the bedroom, her laughter was swallowed by Fu Jingchuan.

The night is dark, but the spring color is overflowing in the house. It is not until the sky turns bright that the spring color fades away and is replaced by the original coolness of autumn.

Fang Fei was so exhausted that she fell asleep. She was so wild last night and so broken today. But Fu Jingchuan didn't snooze and arrived at the office on time.

Fu Jingchuan and Qiao Shan met in the parking garage. Fu Jingchuan always felt that something was wrong with Qiao Shan recently, but he couldn't explain the details. When he saw the obvious dark circles under his eyes in the elevator, he couldn't help but ask him if his recent workload was too heavy. .

"No, it's okay."

"Then how did you turn yourself into a national treasure?"

"Huh? Oh, my sleep quality isn't very good lately."

Fu Jingchuan nodded: "I'm lovelorn."

"It doesn't count..."

"I am someone who has been there. I understand. If there are conflicts, take the initiative to resolve them. The cold war is the stupidest method."

Qiao Shan smiled: "There's no need to untie it, because it's over."

Fu Jingchuan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Is it because of work or other reasons?"

"I just don't love it."

"Then it's really inappropriate for me to arrange so much work for you recently. I'll give you a few days off."

"No, work is work, feelings are feelings."

"Not trying to be brave?"

"Do not."

"Okay, you can follow up on the Taoyuan Road project and keep an eye on the start of construction next month. In extraordinary times, don't make any mistakes."