Jiang Zao was never a sentimental person, but in both her lives, Fu Yanci was the first person to care whether she shed tears.

“This life?” Jiang Zao reminded Fu Yanci: “A life is very long, and there will be many variables.”

Therefore, she never relies on others, but only on herself.

Fu Yanci placed her hand to his lips and kissed it lightly: "It's not long. If it were with you, I would think it would be too short. I admit there will be changes. That is, I will become more and more dependent on you, afraid that you will get hurt, worried that you will cry, and not want you to carry all the burdens on your own shoulders."

He smiled gently, but his eyes were full of seriousness: "You're so thin, your shoulders are so frail, how can you carry so much? You'll get tired, and so will I, but if we're together, hand in hand, it will be much better, right?"

He was trying to express his feelings for her using the way Jiang Zao understood things.

Jiang Zao, who had been rational for two lifetimes, suddenly wanted to act impulsively.

"Mmm," she replied.

Fu Yanci's eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of his mouth curved into a deeper smile. At this moment, his mind was filled with a hundred flowers, and he was so excited that he could jump up on the spot.

His wife agreed!

The door closed.

I have something to say in response.

But my wife knows.

Seeing Zheng Xiao's arm in a sling, Jiang Zao immediately turned her anger towards Fu Yanci, glaring at him: "What's wrong with him? Does he follow you around every day? Why is he here when it really matters?"

Zheng Xiao, with silver hair and wearing a wedding dress, rushed in.

Zheng Xiao grabbed Jiang Zao's hand: "Oh no, Xiao Xiao, that matter is related to me. Did you also expect that these two would suddenly make a move?"

Who told me I was in the right?

Listen to that boastful tone!

His gaze fell on Jiang Zao's lips, drawing closer little by little.

On that point, Jiang Zao and Fu Yanci reached a consensus, as they both thought of the same thing.

"Where will you sleep?"

"Xiaoxiao." Zheng Xiao asked with a mischievous curiosity, "Why is he wearing a wedding dress?"

Fu Yanci naturally sensed Rong Shi's hostility and asked, "Captain Rong, how have your blind dates been lately?"

He then looked at the senior police officer and said, "What are you waiting for? Go arrest them."

"Of course." I wanted to say as little as possible to Fu Yanci.

In the statement, Zhang Laoxiao confessed that the skeleton was that of his first wife, and that the woman he was living with now was Da Ba'er. He said that the two of them accidentally killed his wife, and someone saw it. This person gave them money and taught them to put laxatives on the vegetables they were delivering to the construction site.

The senior officer said "Oh" and quickly went inside and out.

Mentioning that Jiang made him even angrier. "I heard they were both arrested? He must be worried. You're the kind of person who'll let us get away with this."

Rong Shi hated the feeling of having the other person always control the conversation, but when facing Fu Yanci, this inexplicable sense of shame made it impossible for me to take the initiative.

He handed over the iPad he was holding: "Captain Rong, the portrait is ruined."

Jiang had already stayed there. After dinner, under Fu Yanci's envious gaze, she and Qu Zhen left the bedroom.

That's right.

Fu Yanci: "..."

Even the hardest steel can be softened by a hundred temperings; Fu Yanci couldn't help but smile.

Bang!

If this isn't love, then what is?

He's eager to do something right now.

But Rong Shi has a way of dealing with me.

"When will the sketch of the man who gave us the money be ready?" Fu Yanci asked.

The problem is that my wife and I haven't gotten to this point yet.

All that remained was barely suppressed anger.

Rong Shi took a deep breath and, with a hint of malice, told the senior police officer to bring over the statement.

Qu Zhenhou's words were barbed: "I can't understand a woman's hot-bloodedness, but coveting a woman without a husband is morally corrupt. Do you think the common people would want someone with such a sense of shame to be in charge of such an important department as the criminal investigation team? Isn't he right?"

Of course, Director Ran wouldn't be so idle as to arrange blind dates for me whenever he has something to do.

My wife rarely trusts others, but she trusts him!

A blatant threat.

Qu Zhenhou naturally followed Rong Shi out of my office, sat down, and read the transcript eight times, making sure not a single detail was missed.

When Fu Yanci left, he specifically instructed the servants: "Be careful not to disturb Eighth Madam and Sister Zheng. It's rare for you to meet, so let you have a little chat."

"Master, does he need comforting?" MOMO intermittently switched to her caring mode.

I'd like to.

When they arrived, Rong Shi had just come out of the interrogation room. The two women stared at each other, one wary and the other hostile, both with unpleasant expressions.

Although I saw everything I needed to see during the time my soul left my body.

Jiang changed into one of Zheng Xiao's clothes and decided to stay upstairs to sleep with Zheng Xiao that night.

They hadn't consummated their marriage.

This constantly reminds Rong Shi that Zheng Xiao is my wife, Fu Yanci's wife.

"Did you know that growing poppies was illegal?" I looked up at Rong Shi. "Does suspecting Captain Rong warrant such naive suspicion?"

Rong Shi's expression changed instantly. "I knew it was him!"

MOMO followed closely: "The King has given orders that if he's definitely going out tonight, MOMO must go with him."

Snap!

Qu Zhenhou: "?"

Fu Yanci, however, asked with disgust, "Poppy seeds, sales channels, how long will it take them to find out? Not yet, has the identity of this skeleton been confirmed?"

"Honey, who hurt him? What did the doctor say? At most, it's minor?" You pushed Fu Yanci aside and took the spot closest to Zheng Xiao.

"Yes, Eighth Master."

"He stayed up here to watch over Zaozao."

The servants could only take the spoiled fruit platters and pastries back to the kitchen.

The door was kicked open.

Fu Yanci took the iPad from me, and I recognized him immediately.

Jiang Zao: "Does their house even have a guest room? And it's so convenient for him to take care of Zao Zao. Can he help you to the toilet, or help you wipe your body, take a bath, and change your clothes?"

It's kicking.

"Xia Chuwei?"

MOMO is a talkative creature; its main task is to follow its owner and protect the bad owner.

Another precise last-hit.

Fu Yanci, instead of beating around the bush, got straight to the point: "You want to see the interrogation records of Mr. and Mrs. Zhang, because you hope to get through Director Wei again. Your wife is still injured and waiting for you outside the house."

As soon as he finished speaking, the senior police officer opened the door and stepped back.

Although that's what I think myself.

I told you my wife would definitely like him!

Rong Shi snatched the iPad away and warned me, "Master Fu, that's the police station, that's the Fu family's place."

"Master Fu, you're at the police station so late, is there nothing wrong with you? If you want to report a case, you can't go to the police station in his jurisdiction." Rong Shi stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can.

"Your wife is worried about you."

This shielded Qu Zhenhou from the aggrieved gaze he couldn't feel.

Qu Zhenhou then drove Momo to the police station.

Fu Yanci's expression calmed down, and at this moment, I could no longer see the slightest bit of grievance in his eyes.

Jiang Zao: "Was he filming a music video for his new song? When you heard about his accident, you didn't even think about changing your clothes. You just came straight here."