Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

    "Bastard?"

      "

    Because the hot pot restaurant that was previously ordered needs to be re-ordered, and Xu Zeming is still there, it is a bit embarrassing to stay there.

    So the two went to a hot pot restaurant next door.

    Fu Zhihuan seemed quite calm, he used a slotted spoon to take out the shrimp slippery from the pot for Wen Ruan, and placed it in her bowl very naturally: "Well, the night light bar was Fu Mingheng a few years ago. The investment was opened, but it was not stated on the surface. After the fight and the carrying of controlled knives happened a few days ago, the police came to check a few times, and Fu Mingheng also learned some news. "

     "Xu Zeming was picked up by the assistant of the chairman of Yihua Enterprise that day. Fu Mingheng inquired and found out that the boy was the illegitimate son of the chairman. When I got it back, I was only nineteen years old."

    Wen Ruan poked at the contents of the bowl with chopsticks, a little absent-minded: "Even if it is an illegitimate child, how could the Xu family allow their son to be bullied outside like this?"

    Fu Zhihuan looked up at Wen Ruan, but in the end he didn't say anything.

    Aside from the topic of illegitimate children, the police investigation found that although Xu Zeming was only 19 years old, when he was in Longcheng, he left behind a lot of fights, or deliberately hurting people.

    But because of her young age and family background, after losing some money, it all disappeared.

    A person like this doesn't look like that, and can be easily bullied.

    Mostly, for what purpose, I deliberately sought Wen Ruan's sympathy, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

    But Fu Zhihuan didn't want Wen Ruan to know about it.

    He didn't want to see her feeling of loss and sadness when she knew that her kindness was being used by others.

    So, Fu Zhihuan just reminded: "Try not to deal with Xu Zeming in the future, this person is not as simple-minded as he seems."

    Wen Ruan can actually feel a little strange, but in front of him, she is arrogant and tough: "Why should I listen to you? Are you my boyfriend?"

    Fu Zhihuan pondered for a while, then laughed: "Also."

    …also?

    Wen Ruan was burning the fat cow on the chopsticks. Hearing this, he raised his head and raised his voice a little, blushing: "What do you mean? I didn't agree with you as my man just now. How are you friends?"

    After finishing speaking, he picked up the hot fat cow and put it in his mouth.

    Hot!

    She was so hot that she whimpered, and quickly put down her chopsticks, but she couldn't spit it out directly, so she could only breathe, pick up the sour plum juice on the side, and gulped it down most of them.

    Coolness surged up and gradually suppressed the scorching hot feeling just now.

    Wen Ruan put down the water glass and leaned her back on the sofa with a "saved" expression.

    But before she could relax for a few seconds, she raised her eyes and suddenly faced Fu Zhihuan who was looking at her with her chin propped up, with a faint smile at the end of her eyes.

    …How come he can be captured every time he loses his face?

    Wen Ruan became even more angry: "What are you looking at me for? It's all your fault for talking to me just now, otherwise I wouldn't—"

    Before he could say anything, Fu Zhihuan sighed, pulled the tissue aside, got up, raised his hand and gently landed on Wen Ruan's lips, wiping the corners of her mouth for her Inadvertently dipped in sauce.

    Then raised his breath, with some helplessness in his tone: "You."

    Wen Ruan was stunned and raised her head.

    Fu Zhihuan's hand was still on the side of his face, and the soft touch of the tissue paper gently wiped the corner of his mouth, bringing an inexplicable numbness to his heart.

    "Miss, I'll add some more sour plum soup here." The waiter saw that Wen Ruan's glass was more than half empty, so he walked over and said this, while adding a drink to it.

      With his own dipping bowls, he shifted positions, and looked on his guard: "What are you doing? I haven't made up with you yet, you let me pigeons today, you're late, and... Anyway, there are still many crimes! I haven't forgiven me yet. And you!"

    Seeing this scene, the waiter who poured the sour plum soup looked at the two of them embarrassedly, put away his drink pot nervously, and left.

    However, although the waiter has been busy serving other tables, he occasionally looks at Wen Ruan's table uneasily, as if he is very worried that the two customers will turn their faces in the store .

    The continuous rain outside the window finally stopped, and the dark clouds dispersed and passed through the clouds.

    "The rain has stopped." Fu Zhihuan said suddenly for no reason.

    Wen Ruan subconsciously followed him and said, "What's wrong?"

    Fu Zhihuan: "At night, there is a fireworks show in the city center."

    Wen Ruan understood what Fu Zhihuan meant, but still insisted: "Who wants to watch fireworks with you."

    Speaking of this, she paused again, and quickly added: "But if you really have no one to accompany you and cry and beg me to go with you, maybe I will agree. "

    Fu Zhihuan said with a low smile, "Well, please."

    Wen Ruan is a stalk.

    How can this person have no backbone?

    At this moment, the waiter who left just now came back with a plate in his hand, and the contents on it were still covered by a cover.

    Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, then raised her head: "Isn't our dish finished?"

    The waiter put down the plate with a smile and lifted the lid: "This is what we sent you for this gentleman."

    Wen Ruan looked down and fell silent.

    There is a rose lying quietly inside.

    In order to create an atmosphere, there is some dry ice next to it, which is now floating in white air.

      You see, it's an enviable fate to be able to be each other's partners among so many people!"

    Wen Ruan was stunned: "Wait, we..."

    "I understand! Quarrel between couples is normal, but I believe that nothing can overcome love! In our hot pot restaurant, we sincerely hope that every customer can feel warmth and happiness , making guests happy is our job.”

    Wen Ruan tried to interrupt: "I understand, but..."

    "We also prepared a sweet couple doll for the two of you!"

      sweet!"

    Wen Ruan looked at these two bear dolls of different colors, but there was no cuteness or even rusticity, and her thoughts were tumbling for a while.

    But Fu Zhihuan seemed very interested. He stretched out his hand to pick up the blue one, looked at it, then bent his eyes and said, "This is not very cute."

    The waiter immediately raised his chest and raised his head: "Thank you for the compliment, it is our responsibility to make the guests happy!"

    After speaking, she pushed the dining cart with great satisfaction and turned to leave.

    Wen Ruan glared at him: "Who and you are a couple."

    "I was about to say it." Fu Zhihuan touched her forehead with the pink bear, with a smile in his tone, with a hint of condescension: "Since everyone thinks we are a good match, Why don't you give them a face?"

    Like fireworks, it exploded in my mind instantly. Although it sounded like a casual tone, the slightly long tail sound hit Wen Ruan's heart.

    She bit her lower lip and tilted her head: "What nonsense are you talking about."

      .

    So cute.

    Plop, plop.

    A heart seemed to jump out of her chest at any time, even suppressing the noise of the surrounding crowd.

    I don't know if it's because the hot pot is still emitting heat, Wen Ruan's palms are sweating a little, she said softly: "Just, it takes a long time for others to catch up, you It's only been less than a week after chasing me, how can there be such a good thing."

    When I chased him, it took several months. He also lived in his house all the time, and even spent more than half a month pretending to be poor, not even buying a few bags.

    "Hmm."

      No matter how long, this lifetime should be enough."

    …Damn.

    Wen Ruan felt that she was suddenly unable to hold on.

    She rubbed the wall of the drink cup with her fingers, and out of the corner of the eye, she could see a little pink bear leaning on the side.

    A heart is so soft.

    Wen Ruan took a deep breath.

    Otherwise, just agree.

    At this moment, Fu Zhihuan's mobile phone suddenly vibrated on the table, and he picked up the phone—

    "Well, I am."

    The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say, but Wen Ruan saw Fu Zhihuan's brows furrowing slightly.

    "Okay, I see, I'll come now."

    After hanging up the phone, seeing the solemn expression on Fu Zhihuan's face, Wen Ruan asked, "What happened?"

    "Sorry."

    Fu Zhihuan closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his temple: "Tonight, I can't watch the fireworks with you."

    "Jin Chenhe's daughter is missing, I have to go to the police station now."

    "Sorry, Mr. Fu, we know we shouldn't call you without evidence. But the father of the child has been very emotional, and our investigation found that you did have a conflict not long ago. , that's why I asked you to ask a few questions."

    After the police finished the transcript, they handed over their hands apologetically and said, "Thank you for your cooperation with us, and now you can go back."

    Fu Zhihuan nodded, shook his head, and turned to leave the interrogation room.

    Jin Chen Hyuk's daughter disappeared two days ago.

    The couple searched almost everywhere these days, but found nothing. Under the worry and pain of being unable to close their eyes for several days, their emotions were on the verge of collapse.

    After calling the police, Jin Chenhe has been very emotional and seems to have some mental problems.

    He made a scene at the police station, insisting that Fu Zhihuan must have sent someone to kidnap his daughter.

    No matter how the police explain, they can't arrest people without evidence, but Jin Chenhe was completely irrational at the moment, and finally left a sentence: "You must be because you dare not offend The Fu family, don't **** arrest him!"

    And Jin Chenhe's wife's emotions were also on the verge of being on the edge. Not only did she not have the heart to persuade her husband, but she also stayed in the police station all day to wash her face in tears, no matter how persuaded she would not go back.

    In desperation, the police could only call Fu Zhihuan to cooperate with the investigation and make a record to appease Jin Chenhe.

    But in fact, almost everyone knows that the place where Jin Chenhe's daughter got lost was originally a mess, and there were many human traffickers.

    It's just that Jin Chenhe doesn't want to believe it, and there is still some hope.

    Because these days, children are abducted and sold, and very few can be recovered.

    It is better to comfort yourself that she was kidnapped by someone you know, at least there is a greater hope of finding it back.

    When Fu Zhihuan pushed open the door of the interrogation room, Jin Chenhe was sitting on the bench beside him, his back was hunched like a shrimp, and he was rubbing his thumb with red eyes, seeing people He came out, raised his bloodshot eyes, and stared at him fiercely.

    Fu Zhihuan glanced at him, his throat rolled slowly, but he didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

    Jin Chenhe suddenly stood up, walked to Fu Zhihuan in three steps and two steps, one grabbed him by the collar, all over his body like a crazy tiger, He raised his fist and went to his face.

    pop

    "Who the **** is enough with you!"

    Jin Chenhe's whole mind was burned by the pain of losing his daughter, he pushed Fu Zhihuan away and roared almost hoarsely: "My first **** day I only saw you at night, and the next day my daughter was gone, how could it be such a coincidence?"

    "What do you want to do to me! If you want revenge, do it to me! Why do you touch my daughter! She's only four years old!"

    As Jin Chenhe spoke, he stumbled and raised his hand again, and rushed towards Fu Zhihuan like a madman.

    The police who heard the sound hurried forward to stop him, but it was still a step too late. Jin Chenhe had already rushed to Fu Zhihuan, grabbed his collar with both hands, and held him tightly. release.

    Fu Zhihuan just lowered his eyes, there was no superfluous expression on his face, and there was no light in his eyes.

    "Mr. Jin, you are here, we are going to take coercive measures." The police said sharply.

    At this moment, a loud sound of high heels sounded and stopped beside the group.

    “Pop—”

    A slap slapped Jin Chenhe's cheek neatly.

    Wen Ruan said in a cold voice, "You're **** endless, I'll just say it once and let me go."

    The author has something to say: this book will probably be finished this week!

    Sleep late tonight.

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 47, 4010248010 bottles; La La La 5 bottles;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!