After being missed by the villain in quick time travel

Chapter 220 Crazy Little Policewoman (9)

Ling Yao took out his ID from his coat pocket.

Huo Yao walked around to Lingyao with one hand, and after taking the documents and reading them, he was angry and funny.

Released the blade in his hand.

"So this is how people's servants treat people? It's really insightful."

Glancing at this man with any expression, Ling Yao opened the takeaway and bit a ball into his mouth.

"Both each other, it's also the first time I've met a lawyer who sewed a blade into his clothes."

Ling Yao looked at the inconspicuous thread of Huo Yao's trousers and the blade in his hand.

Instead of being embarrassed, Huo Yao squeezed the blade in his hand, threw it lightly, and threw it into the trash can at Lingyao's feet, then reached out to Lingyao.

"We don't know each other. It's such a coincidence. Everyone still has justice in their hearts. Why don't we shake hands and make peace?"

Ling Yao didn't raise his head and continued to eat his own food, and said vaguely: "It's not that we don't know each other, it's that I beat you unilaterally, and I'm the only one who decides whether to make peace or not."

"I knew you really hit me! I'm so good-looking, you can do it! You just..."

"Grumble~"

Huo Yao's words were caught in his throat by the sound of his stomach.

He simply squatted down by the coffee table, holding his face in both hands, looking at the contents of the Lingyao bowl, and then at Lingyao.

"I'm hungry, and I want to eat too. I haven't eaten since noon."

Hearing this tone of grievance and waiting for feeding, Ling Yao was stunned.

When did they get so familiar?
Looking at the cheeky villain who was blinking at him, Ling Yao put down his chopsticks with a 'snap' and rushed into the kitchen.

Just as Huo Yao curled his lips, he happily guessed whether the little girl was more likely to cook for him with her own hands, or to find him food in the kitchen.

Then I heard a burst of jars and jars, as well as the sound of porcelain colliding.

Then Huo Yao realized that he was shocked by the little girl's performance just now.

It may be more likely to cut him with a knife.

Just at this time, the little girl rushed out aggressively, seeing that the little girl had no knife in her hand, Huo Yao was dragged into the kitchen just after he breathed a sigh of relief.

The takeaway was ordered by Ling Yao in Xu Huaizhou's car.

But the ready-made cook is here, so it doesn't make sense for her to continue eating takeaway, right?
"Can you cook? Make four dishes and one soup with these ingredients, hurry up."

I saw all kinds of unopened seasonings in the kitchen, as well as a pile of dishes, a pile of plates and chopsticks, and a pile of unopened kitchen utensils.

Huo Yao was dumbfounded.

"But...but I don't know how to cook."

Ling Yao: "???"

Isn't the current villain = cook = big meal?

A villain who can't cook is not worthy of being a villain!

For some reason, seeing the shock and disgust in the little girl's eyes, Huo Yao subconsciously added: "But I can learn."

After speaking, he was stunned.

I can't believe what I just said.

What to learn!

How long had he been tied up before he became servile?

But as soon as he regained his sanity, the little girl gave him a look of complete trust: "Well, I believe you can."

Huo Yao: "???"

That way he really thinks he's talented.

But he has never cooked before! Hey!
He knew exactly how much he weighed, and just as he was about to repent, the little girl gave him the phone.

"Find a tutorial by yourself, prepare four dishes and one soup before you come out."

Then there was the sound of the kitchen door being locked.

Huo Yao: "..."

Is he locked in the kitchenette?
Being locked in the kitchen by someone you meet for the first time and forced to cook is outrageous enough.

What's even more outrageous is that his first reaction when he got the phone was not to call for help.

Instead, the little girl's trusting eyes flashed in my mind, and my fingers began to unconsciously click on the search bar to search for recipes based on the ingredients.

……

……

"Are you not afraid that I will poison you?"

The lighter flicked away, and the ice-blue flame lit the cigarette. Huo Yao took a puff lazily and casually. His tall body leaned against the back of the chair, his magnificent and deep eyes were hidden behind the dense smoke, staring at the cigarette. He looked at the little girl who was sitting across from her and was about to move her chopsticks.

"I searched your whole body except the bottom of your trousers. Where did you get the poison?"

Huo Yao: "..."

I just wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm down.

His hand, which was holding the cigarette on the table, was suddenly grabbed by the little girl.

"It's your business to be addicted to nicotine, but don't try to poison a righteous public servant with carbon monoxide and tar."

Watching the little girl grabbing her own hand, she directly extinguished the cigarette with the table.

Then look at the four dishes and one soup that I spent more than an hour on the table, stumbling and fumbling.

Huo Yao felt that life was really outrageous!

"Grumble~"

Hearing his stomach protesting again, Huo Yao's slender knuckles let go of the extinguished cigarette, and picked up the chopsticks in front of him instead.

Then he was amazed by his craftsmanship.

It was smoked by oil before, and when I tried the saltiness, I didn't feel much.

At the moment, I don't want to brag or criticize. Although his craftsmanship is not as good as that of a big restaurant, it is also much more delicious than ordinary home-cooked dishes.

Looking at the little girl in front of him who developed his hidden talent and allowed him to successfully acquire new skills.

Huo Yao once again cursed in his heart that it was outrageous!

But I didn't expect there was something even more outrageous.

I saw that the little girl was so cute before putting down the chopsticks, and the way she ate made her appetite whet.

After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, he began to pick his teeth regardless of his image.

Then, with an old leadership temperament of 'reporting on the work at hand', he raised his chin lightly at him.

"Tell me about your case."

Huo Yao: "..."

Huo Yao pursed his lips and said nothing.

In the past, when others called him crazy or evil, he didn't take it seriously.

When I met this little girl today, I finally understood how those people felt when they talked about him.

Obviously he was the one who tried to get into someone's house at first.

The result turned out to be that he was knocked out, searched, and locked in the small kitchen.

Now I have to be forced to ask about the case.

Ling Yao, who had another meal, showed full patience when Huo Yao didn't answer his question.

It wasn't until Huo Yao had almost eaten that she said lightly, "I am Xu Yansong's adopted daughter, and Song Jin is my biological father."

Sure enough, the next second, Huo Yao put down the bowl and chopsticks.

The eyes looking at Lingyao are complicated and deep.

But then an elegant and naughty smile slowly bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

He lowered his head and adjusted his glasses, and when he looked up again, there was no emotion in his eyes.

"So? Who is your biological father and who is your adoptive father? What does it matter to me?"

"Oh, I just want to tell you." As if not aware of Huo Yao's rejection and rejection, Ling Yao continued to ask: "Which of these two cases is related to Xu Yansong? Is my father involved?"

Having already contacted Xu's family, Xu's mother really liked the original owner.

But most of this love is because of my son.

Xu's father also showed full pampering to the original owner in words, but it always felt fake.

After the death of the original owner's father, Xu Yansong was promoted to the second-level superintendent not long after, and then became the deputy mayor.

In this plane, although the ranks from the second-level police supervisor to the deputy city administrative rank are level, they belong to two different systems.

It's not easy to do it, unless there are big shots involved.

But why should the big shots intervene?
And that's just one of them.

(End of this chapter)