Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Fuck!

That's okay too?

Rong Xi's face, which was still holding victory just now, wrinkled several times:

Fuck, Fu Er, how did you do it?

So capable, why not go to the World Championships?

Well, the main reason is that the prince doesn't want to!

As an athlete, the rules are much older.

The prince's temper doesn't like being controlled everywhere.

Boss Rong, remember to pay.

He casually gave the pole to Hualai:

It's your turn.

Tut tut.

Hua Lai and Chang Tingxiao, whose skills are on par, were delayed for quite a while.

Fu Jiyan and Rong Xi sat aside and chatted.

What you asked me to do last time, I can do it for you!

Thanks.

Thank you very sincerely.

Rong Xi unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and took two gulps:

Are you being polite to me?

However, why haven't I seen you clinging to your wife so tightly before? Suddenly it seems like a different person.

cough.

used to be

Fortunately, all misunderstandings are now clear.

Want to know? I won't tell you yet!

That's a private matter between my father and my daughter-in-law, so I'm a fool to talk about it.

Has the man been sentenced?

It was supposed to wait another two months, but my people helped push it forward, and the court hearing was held last week.

By the way, the execution time is next week. Are you going to the scene?

Fu Jiyan rolled his eyes:

Why should I go to see the brain burst?

Enough support?

Anyway, the interest that should be charged has been collected, right?

Okay, then I will continue to let people watch for you, so as not to have any accidents in the middle.

Um.

A few people played a few rounds upstairs, and it was almost early morning.

Someone stood up and walked inside.

At the bowling alley, the children had a great time, and if they wanted to come again, they heard their father yelling.

Fu Zhizhou, let's go.

Forehead.

Turning around, pouted her small mouth, struggled for a while, and then ran over:

Daddy, are we going home?

Well, it's getting late, you can continue playing tomorrow.

Hearing that he can still play tomorrow, he stopped pouting:

All right.

Two chubby hands have been raised towards his father, in a typical hugging posture.

Someone glanced at him, but after all he carried him into his arms before going out.

Rong Xi, Chang Tingxiao, and Hua Lai also stood at the door waiting.

Finally, a group of people went downstairs.

It was almost midnight, but there were still so many people in the banquet hall, so lively.

After going downstairs, Rong Xi and the others greeted Fu Jiyan and left.

As for father and son, even if they want to leave, they have to talk to Mr. Huo first, and then brother-in-law Huo Yu also has to talk to him.

Mr. Huo had already been drunk, and he heard the father and son say they were going to leave:

Huh? Let's go now? Don't play anymore?

Well, yes, Dad, it's twelve o'clock soon, and Porridge is going to bed.

Mr. Huo struggled to open his eyes, but he could see his little grandson clearly:

Okay, okay, then you father and son go back quickly.

Fortunately, Mr. Huo has always been guarded by someone, so there is no need for anyone to worry about anything.

Huo Yu, who was finally found at the entrance of the banquet hall, should have just sent someone out:

Are you leaving?

Seeing how the father and son behaved, who wouldn't be able to see it?

The children were all snuggled up in his father's arms.

Well, brother-in-law, let's go.

Wait.

Um?

The secretary just gave me some receipts, did you see Xiao Yun in country R?