On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Fu Shiyan looked directly at her: "Did I do anything to you?"

She was stunned.

It seemed like nothing was done, not even physical contact.

"You seem to have forgotten that in the divorce agreement, Mingyuan was assigned to your name." Fu Shiyan approached her and whispered in her ear.

When this incident was mentioned suddenly, Jiang Shu remembered that the last time the two met before their divorce was in Mingyuan. She found the divorce agreement signed by him. In addition to the above content, he also added a lot of clauses.

Very generous.

However, Jiang Shu didn't like his generosity, and never came back to live. The money and real estate he gave were never touched.

Even if it is photographed by the media, Fu Shiyan can have a good excuse to shirk responsibility.

Jiang Shu came to his senses and gave the man a hard look, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Stay here."

Fu Shiyan passed her, sat on the sofa, and found the medicine box from under the table.

Jiang Shu looked back at him, and suddenly asked: "NO.15, is the wedding on schedule?"

The man's movements didn't stop. Under the dim light, they were smooth and natural, and his expression was even more invisible.

Jiang Shu took a deep breath and repeated it.

Only then did Fu Shiyan raise his head, holding iodophor in one hand, "Prescribe the medicine for me."

Jiang Shu frowned, only then did he realize that the gauze wrapped around his palm was oozing blood, which looked serious... Wasn't it all wrapped up in the police station?

Seeing her not moving, Fu Shiyan said: "It was to save your injury, shouldn't you be responsible?"

6.

Moral kidnapping.

Jiang Shu stepped forward almost angrily, and untied the gauze in a fit of anger. As expected, the wound opened again, and blood was brewing in his palm.

She paused, and subconsciously lowered her movements when handling it with a cotton swab.

"Zhou Liangqi has run away, can Wen Jing make you feel better?"

Fu Shiyan didn't make a sound, he leaned on the sofa, his eyes half-opened, staring at the woman's soft black hair, her side face slightly bulging, vivid and stubborn.

Jiang Shu turned her head and met his gaze, as if her heart had been scratched by something.

"...look what I do."

Fu Shiyan asked: "You were with Zhou Liangqi last night."

"...That's right, I haven't been separated since I was kidnapped by him."

"Did anyone suspicious appear during the period?"

It was a strange question, Jiang Shu pursed her lips and thought about it, "No."

"What about the suspicious call?"

Jiang Shu frowned when he asked the key point in one sentence. He really thought of Wen Su... No, Song Youran called, last night, it was just a phone call.

She lowered her head, "Why do you ask this?"

"Is there?" Fu Shiyan said in a deep voice.

"...Yes, but I don't know who it is." Jiang Shu's face remained unchanged, "He avoided me to pick it up."

Fu Shiyan looked at her silently, for a moment, raised her chin with the other hand, forcing her to look at him, "Look at me and say."

The man's eyes were bottomless, and Jiang Shu saw her own face in them, and she pushed his hand away guiltily, "I said I don't know, you are sick."

For some reason, Jiang Shu didn't want to tell Fu Shiyan Wensu's identity so quickly. Once he knew, what choice he would make was unknown. She seemed to have no guts to challenge the unknown.

After the wound was treated again, Jiang Shu stood up, "Boss Fu, can you let me go?"

"Before NO.15, you lived here and were not allowed to go anywhere."

Jiang Shu froze in place with the decisive words of killing, and then guessed in an unbelievable whisper: "Fu Shiyan, you are not afraid that I will disrupt your wedding..."