Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

How could I know? Officer Su tell me.

Su Zhixiao glanced sarcastically:

If I say you're here, there might be a lot of trouble over there.

If you don't feel sorry for your son, why don't I feel sorry for you?

In this respect, father and son are actually the same.

The king does not see the king!

puff~

This view is still very accurate.

Someone who was questioning just now regained a meaningful smile on his face:

Officer Su, do you want to play with the Golden House Cangjiao?

Jiao?

Su Zhixiao shook his shoulders:

Don't tell me you're that charming?

But that's it.

That's what it means.

Anyway, someone is always shameless in front of his wife!

Of course Su Zhixiao understood the meaning of the person in front of him, for a while, he couldn't eat anymore.

I'm done eating, you continue.

He reached out to pick up the cold water glass beside him, and drank half of it.

A certain person was eating leisurely, without looking away, just staring at him. Su Zhixiao, who was staring straight at him, couldn't take it anymore, got up and went to the bathroom.

Everyone left, and someone looked away awkwardly.

After eating, before he had time to clean up, he received a call from Manager Zhou.

What are you doing? His tone was extremely impatient.

Zhou Huan seemed to be used to it:

Look at Weibo.

What?

A large number of fans and passers-by are asking about your sister-in-law's situation on your Weibo. If you have time, please reply.

?

Someone frowned slightly, packing the takeaway box with one hand:

Why should I reply to them? asked back.

Isn't this a private matter?

People in the entertainment industry don't like to talk about their personal affairs.

Zhou Huan sighed:

Even several officials have liked you, so I must reply.

Fans, if you don't reply, you won't reply.

But now that the officials are all over, how can we still pretend that we don't know anything?

Why do the officials have so many things?

eventful?

How many people dream of being cared by the government!

Only you, Fu Dayingdi, feel that people are meddling.

Indeed, in someone's mind, it's just troublesome.

I must reply, and, come to the company tomorrow.

cut~

knew.

Long-winded!

Fortunately, Manager Zhou didn't hear the last complaint, otherwise, it would definitely blow up.

After the call ended, someone clicked on Weibo.

Sure enough, when I opened it, it was stuck, and it was all Aite's own information.

Immediately, he threw the phone aside and didn't care about it, and looked at it when he recovered, and continued to tidy up the boxes and bags on the table without complaint.

The big actor is usually extravagant, and he has a lot of people to serve him.

But if you really want to work, it's still pretty good, and it looks good.

After all, he went abroad when he was less than fourteen years old, and spent seven years alone abroad.

After the table was cleaned up, the stuck mobile phone finally returned to calm.

Picking it up and looking at it, sure enough, they were all asking about his wife's situation.

I didn't care about the fans, after seeing a few officials, I replied privately one by one, expressing a little thanks.

But, in the end, I still sent a Weibo:

@Fu: Safe, thanks!

Four words, not one more.

It has been ten years since Fu Dayingdi's Weibo was registered, but the total number of Weibos he has posted is less than ten.

Not to mention, don't even think about sending selfies to fans for benefits at any time like other artists!

Wash and sleep early!

After sending out, I really didn't care anymore, took the packed takeaway box, opened the door, went downstairs, and threw out the trash.