Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

On the phone, the child's mother's tone was not very good, and she was angry as soon as she heard it.

The kid who drew the circle stood up abruptly, and flung himself into his father's arms:

Father, I didn't make my mother angry!

you sure?

Why do you not believe it?

It's not you, could it be Lao Tzu?

It's really gone!

Are you ignorant?

Where's your mother?

Mom is taking a shower.

The man glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and then saw the bag thrown on the sofa with sharp eyes:

Did you go out shopping today?

Uh-huh.

Where did you get the skirt and hair on your body?

Made, I've wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Or a princess dress, simply.

Mom said it was borrowed from Guoguo's family.

Guoguo, the daughter of a colleague on the first floor, is not much different in age from the children.

I can guess that my wife must be afraid of taking the cub out to cause trouble, so she did this.

I couldn't help but glanced again, and then said:

Do you want to change clothes?

Unexpectedly, the child refused:

Don't change it, don't change it, wait until you go to bed at night and then change it.

Do things from beginning to end!

Okay, as long as you're happy.

The kid chirped happily, then pointed to the sofa:

Dad, new clothes!

Your mother bought it for you?

Yeah, and daddy's. Porridge's clothes are the same as daddy's.

oh?

The man stepped forward, opened the bag and took a look.

Let me go, what the hell are these colorful things?

Looking at the other bag, sure enough, the design and color are exactly the same.

The whole face showed resistance:

Fu Zhizhou, you can wear it yourself.

How could your father wear such a coquettish style?

Instantly embraced on the leg:

Dad wears it, and porridge wears it too. Mom bought it!

The tone focuses on the second half of the sentence.

Sure enough, the man who was still resisting just now relaxed a little when he heard that his wife bought it.

talk later.

No, I will wear it tomorrow! Congee porridge will be worn tomorrow, and my father wants it too!

Fu Zhizhou, you can wear whatever you want, and I don't care what I wear?

When children can't say it, they basically just do it, cry!

Wow wow wow

Stop, shut up.

Does dad wear it?

Still threatened?

wear!

All of a sudden, I was still crying just now, and I laughed again in an instant.

As the old saying goes: the face of a child is like a June day.

Change as you say.

The bathroom door opened at this moment, and the woman came out from inside:

What time is it? asked.

The man raised his hand and looked at his watch:

Five thirty.

You take him away quickly.

Tut tut.

Officer Su, I didn't expect that you would be angry with your son?

I thought I would be angry with your man.

Why are you laughing? What's so funny? Take him away quickly! said angrily.

This man knew his wife was angry, but he still added fuel to the fire?

Let's go, let's go right away, as for chasing people?

Father and son, you look at me, I look at you, and finally go out and go downstairs.

Su Zhixiao didn't blow-dry her hair until it was half-dry. She changed into her uniform, took her cell phone and keys, and checked the house before going out.

. . . . . .

Fu Group.

The kid followed his father into the president's exclusive elevator. He has been to this place many times and is very familiar with it.

So, after getting out of the elevator, his father ignored him and went straight back to the conference room, only ordering a secretary to follow the boy to avoid any accidents.