Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

At this moment, as long as there is no problem with the brain, I am afraid that they can guess the reason.

After all, the words have been said so clearly.

Mr. Fu Fu, my child is young and ignorant. If he offends me, I, the father, will apologize to you first. Your lord has a lot, and the prime minister can hold a boat in his belly. I still hope Haihan!

The attitude is already very humble.

Even, if possible, President Ning would like to kneel down and apologize in person.

Who can provoke people from the Fu family?

It is very lucky to kneel down and ask for forgiveness.

just, unfortunately

Mr. Ning was joking, other matters, of course Fu is tolerant.

However, since ancient times, only the hatred of killing one's father and the hatred of taking one's wife have been inseparable. Fu Mou doesn't have such a big tolerance. Mr. Ning, what do you think?

The hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife?

It is impossible to kill the father. Mr. Fu and his wife passed away in a car accident many years ago. How old are their children?

As for the hatred of taking his wife

hiss~

Thinking of this, Mr. Ning's beer belly, which looked like he was nine months pregnant, trembled:

Mr. Fu, did you make a mistake?

how can that be possible?

It's impossible!

For a moment, the apex of my heart tightened.

. . . . . .

the other side.

Su Zhixiao briefly said a few words to the person on the phone, in fact it was 'um', 'ah', 'got it', and then hung up the phone.

Looking at the group of young masters on the opposite side again, especially this Young Master Ning who was brazen enough to take care of him, his smile deepened in an instant.

He raised his hand to signal, and sure enough, the phone in Mr. Ning's pocket rang quickly.

Probably there are still some people who haven't recovered, and haven't moved much.

Su Zhixiao had to remind:

pick up.

Oh, answer the phone, answer.

After finally regaining consciousness, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and connected:

dad

Don't call me dad, from today on, I don't have a son like you!

Um?

He was so drunk that his head 'bang', and he became sober a lot.

Dad, I'm fine, why are you so angry?

Angry? The company was ruined by you, and you still owe a big debt. Now I want to ascend to heaven in place. Do you have the nerve to ask what's wrong?

You only have one chance now, to ask Mrs. Fu to forgive you, otherwise, don't come back.

Even through the phone line, the roar of President Ning can be clearly felt by the people here.

Everyone heard the words 'Ningyuan Group is gone' very clearly.

To say that although Ningyuan Group is not ranked high in the upper circle, it has always been in the middle, and its branches are spread over more than half of the country. How can it be gone?

But who is Mrs. Fu?

Why ask her?

A group of young masters are completely confused at the moment:

We didn't offend any lady surnamed Fu, did we?

I do not.

Me neither.

Then what?

At this moment, Su Zhixiao said again:

Well, I'm sorry, please correct me, Mrs. Fu is not her own surname Fu.

Teacher Ye, who was being pulled behind, rarely laughed out loud at this time.

This smile made a group of sons on the opposite side so angry:

Ye Jinshu, who are you fucking laughing at?

Oh, laugh at some stupid and unaware fellow!

It's rare for Mr. Ye to be able to say such a curse word, probably, it is also the limit of Mr. Ye.

It was Mr. Ning who suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Zhixiao:

It's you?

It can be regarded as a smart one.

Being pointed out, Su Zhixiao himself didn't feel anything wrong. He had expected the current situation as early as when he made the call.