Chapter 95 Spying
In the next few days, Ning Che did as he said and did not step out of the door.
But I didn't waste my life just eating and sleeping. Aside from feeling a little down, my sleep and sleep routine was much better than usual.
Every morning, she would get up as Fu Chengyun got up, go downstairs with him to eat, wait at the gate to send him to work, and only return to the room after his car drove away.
Butler Li was afraid that he would be bored, so he asked someone to get him a wooden sword.
Ning Che had something to do, so after sending Fu Chengyun away in the morning, he went to the backyard to practice sword.
Holding the wooden sword in his hand, he exudes a majestic aura.
His figure was graceful, his steps were cunning, his sharp blade cut through the wind, and the hilt of the sword was flying in his hand, giving him an air of immortality.
Even the diligent bodyguard at the door couldn't help but look back frequently.
The angry housekeeper Li called them deserting their posts.
The old man, feeling sorry for the child, stood by with a water bottle and a towel the entire morning. He kept saying, "Take a break, you must be tired," while simultaneously praising and cheering.
The aunt couldn't help but secretly take a video and send it to Fu Chengyun. Within half an hour, a black Porsche appeared at the gate.
A black afterimage rushed in, caught Ning Che steadily when he was raising his sword into the air, and held him in his arms and kissed him fiercely.
"Baby, you are not really a fairy from heaven, are you?"
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From then on, Ning Che established a family rule.
No one is allowed to take a secret photo of him and send it to Fu Chengyun!
In the afternoon, Director Zhao brought people to take a statement.
Ning Che briefly explained what had happened, completely erasing the incidents of him stabbing and breaking bones. Zhao Si hated human traffickers and wished Ning Che had been killed, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Butler Li placed a cup of tea in front of Zhao Si, his face filled with worry. "Comrade Police Officer, although our little Che has a bad temper, he's not a bad kid. You must be vigilant!"
Zhao Si smiled and continued, "It's a good thing that he rescued the abducted children. We are just here to take a statement and go through the formalities."
"That's good, that's good." The old man patted his chest and walked away.
Ning Che sat on the sofa opposite him and asked, "How is that little girl?"
"They kidnapped that child to use as a tool to kidnap other children. Fortunately, you rescued him, so we sent him to an orphanage." Zhao Si finished writing the notes and looked at him and said, "I didn't realize you have such a strong sense of justice."
Justice is bullshit!
I am a demon cult!
Ning Che didn't want to pay attention to him. He finished the tea in front of him and went out with his sword.
Zhao Si followed him, eyes full of curiosity. "Sword? You can dance with a sword?"
Ning Che stood still on the back lawn, placing his sword on the weapon rack. He thought to himself: Even if I could dance, I wouldn't let you righteous people dance!
Before he could answer, a sound came from the camera on the telephone pole in the backyard.
"Cheche is not allowed to dance with the sword in front of outsiders, especially this kid!"
The voice was anxious, and you knew who it was without having to guess.
Ning Che glanced at the telephone pole, his face full of impatience. "If you really have nothing to do, go home quickly."
After being confronted, the camera went silent.
But Zhao Si found it funny.
Who would have thought that the awe-inspiring president of the Fu Group was actually such a jealous person in front of his wife that he was so jealous that his teeth were falling out.
"Okay! But please don't dance for me. If you come back, Mr. Fu will be angry and won't support the library for us anymore."
Ning Che looked at him. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and he didn't have a gun on his waist. In his hand, he was holding a torn plastic bag containing the documents he was taking notes on. He looked like an old man taking a walk, only missing a pair of slippers.
"You're not here to take a statement."
"What's the matter?"
It’s indeed easier to deal with smart people. Zhao Si smiled slightly and scratched his head.
"That girl's hair ornament was lost. I found it for her. I wanted to see if she came to your place so I could return it to her."
He was a big old man, taller and stronger than Fu Chengyun. His hands were wrapped in a rubbed plastic bag, making a smacking sound.
Ning Che was speechless: ...Why are you shy!
"Do you like her?"
Zhao Si looked up at me, his face blank, the tips of his ears slightly red.
Ning Che pressed on: "Don't you like me anymore?"
"Ah, yes!" Zhao Si was quite straightforward and said, "Well, she is cuter than you."
"Who said that? My wife is the cutest!" The camera spoke again.
Ning Che kicked the electric pole, and the thin white metal pole shook, making a buzzing sound of grievance.
"I have to see you home in half an hour!"
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Without Li Zi's consent, Ning Che was not in a position to disclose her address and contact information. He casually said he would ask for him and sent Zhao Si away.
Since then, Zhao Si has come more frequently.
The name is: teaching you how to shoot.
The sound of ping-pong in the shooting room lasted all afternoon.
The next day, Zhao Si changed his reason: to spar with you.
On the third day, Zhao Si persevered: Learn from you.
Ning Che was annoyed. He had been at home reflecting on how he had nearly lost Jia'er, and now he had to deal with the little police every day.
I have no choice but to stop enduring!
Ning Che sent Li Zi a message saying "I'm sorry!"
——and betrayed her.
Zhao Si was very satisfied and promised Ning Che, patting his chest: "I owe you a favor. If you go to jail again, I will send you a fruit basket."
"Thank you!" Ning Che rolled his eyes at him and walked him to the gate. "Help me find out what happened to the drone by the river that day. That'll be my repayment for the favor."
"No problem." Zhao Si walked away happily.
These days, when Fu Chengyun got home, it was only around three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and Ning Che was lying in the room.
He practiced swordplay in the morning and shooting in the afternoon. No matter how strong his physical strength was, he couldn't withstand such high-intensity training every day.
After seeing Zhao Si off, he went into bed.
Leaning on the head of the bed watching TV, my eyelids became heavier and heavier.
When Fu Chengyun entered the room, he saw his baby leaning against the headboard, drowsy.
The little head nodded intermittently, as if it would fall onto the bed in the next second.
"Baby, are you so tired?"
Fu Chengyun ran over and quickly held his head.
"Yeah." He half-opened his sleepy eyes and said lazily, "Maybe I'm too tired from practicing sword and shooting these days."
Fu Chengyun simply took the person out of the quilt and placed him on his lap. He held the person in his arms and rocked him from side to side like a baby.
Complained: "That Zhao Si is so annoying. He comes here every day and makes my Baoer exhausted."
"It's okay, his trip was not in vain."
He rubbed his head against Fu Chengyun's chest. The silk pajamas fabric was cool, and rubbing against his forehead, Ning Che became a little more awake.
"He found out that the drone that was spotted by the river that day belonged to an employee of Star Entertainment. It was originally used to film celebrities."
"Xingxing Entertainment?"
Fu Chengyun frowned, "Mr. Li from Xingxing Entertainment and Fu Linyu have a good personal relationship."
Ning Che didn't react much. He had a rough guess in his mind before finding out the result.
She hooked her hands around Fu Chengyun's neck and closed her eyes again.
"That's him."
The little fox's invitation was obvious, but Fu Chengyun ignored it.
He couldn't help but sit up straight and tense up.
"Fu Linyu is watching you!"
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