Chapter 697
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Su Yao finished packing, changed the door lock and went back to Fu's house. It was almost evening.
She carried her suitcase into the door, and when she saw Fu Jingchen coming back, her lips began to smile.
"Mr. Fu, you are back."
Fu Jingchen only glanced at her, then stood up and walked to her, pinching her cheek and looking around.
"What's the matter?"
Su Yao's heart thumped and forgot this.
She held her face still and pulled her hair to block it.
"Ha ha, it's OK. I have a rub."
Fu Jingchen's face was cold: "tell the truth."
Su Yao is embarrassed. He looks at Uncle Wu, who is not far behind, and whispers, "I'll tell you later."
Fu Jingchen said: "now."
Seeing Su Yao's dilemma, Uncle Wu stepped forward and took the initiative to pull Su Yao's luggage.
"Little madam, let me take your luggage upstairs."
As for the young lady, Su Yao still accepted her incompetence.
However, she can't refute, after all, she is.
"Thank you."
After Uncle Wu went upstairs, Su Yao looked at Fu Jingchen, pointed to his face and said with a smile, "I'm fighting."
Fu Jingchen frowned: "sounds like you're still very proud?"
Su Yao's head is sideways. Yes, fighting is not a good thing.
"I'm not proud, anyway..."
Fu Jingchen interrupts her words: "say, what's the matter, this one, with whom."
"I went home to pick up my luggage. My stepmother and sister were waiting for me. Then we had a fight."
Fu Jingchen eyebrows, looking at the wound on her face, the heart angry.
Su Yao didn't care: "but they didn't ask for anything, and I caught Su GE's face."
"I've already won the lottery. Are you proud? Have you ever learned judo, Sanda or Taekwondo
"I've learned Taekwondo, but..." Su Yao said, embarrassed to continue.
Fu Jingchen snorted coldly: "only learned a flower fist to embroider the leg?"
Su Yao laughs: "it's OK to swing. It can't be used in real life."
Fu Jingchen said, "I'll teach you some other day."
"No." Su Yao's voice is several decibels higher.
How old is she, learning Taekwondo, and still learning from Fu Jingchen?
No, no, no, she's against it.
"It's not effective to resist. My Fu Jingchen's woman, who fights with others but gets hurt by herself, is said that I can't afford to lose this person."
Su Yao blushed a little. When did he become his woman.
This guy talks really Do what you want.
Fu Jingchen said, took her by the wrist, took her to the sofa and sat down.
Wu Shuzheng is good to come down from upstairs.
Fu Jingchen said, "Uncle Wu, find me the medicine box."
Wu Shuli will fetch it at once.
After taking over the medicine box, Fu Jingchen said to Wu Shudao, "go ahead and do something."
Uncle Wu left the living room with a smile on his lips.
Fu Jingchen opened the medicine box and found the iodophor and the abrading ointment.
He wanted to help her disinfect the small wound on her face. Su Yao felt very uncomfortable. She took the initiative to extend her hand and said, "I'll do it myself..."
"Why, you have eyes on your hands. Can you see where the wound is?"
Su Yao is embarrassed: "I can look in the mirror."
"You're not afraid to see the wound on your face, shame?"
Being blocked, Su Yao was a little unhappy: "I'm a couple of two, they both hung up the lottery, and I'm not a failure."
"If you hang up your own lottery, you will fail." Fu Jingchen lifted her hand in the air and swept it away. She naturally wiped the Iodophor on her wound.
The feeling of damp and cool came from her face. Su Yao was honest.
She turned her eyes slightly and looked at Fu Jingchen's face.
This man Although it's not as white and handsome as the faces of moxinian and kangyawei, nor as amazing as the face of Huo Sanye, his resolute facial features are perfectly matched together with a little bronze skin It's really handsome. It's masculine.
She looked away.
Fu Jingchen took up the ointment and wiped it on her.
She frowned.
Fu Jingchen stopped: "does it hurt?"
"A little."
Fu Jingchen snorted and raised his hand to continue: "it's right to let you learn skills."
Su Yao said nothing: "I say Mr. Fu, I have to say several times. For me, this battle is a victory. Can we have a pleasant chat?"
Hearing this, Fu Jingchen could not help but bear to smile: "what can I do for you?"
Su Yao was stunned for a moment. The topic shifted too fast. She didn't respond.
Fu Jingchen tilted her mind and asked, "if you want me to do something for you to revenge, just say it."
This words, let Su Yao inexplicably some moved: "Mr. Fu, I really have a thing to ask you for help, I want to find a person."
Fu Jingchen looked at her, Ao Jiao said: "who is that?"
"The last person my mother saw."
Fu Jingchen looked at her. "What are the characteristics of this person, or whether there are photos?"
"Yes." Su Yao opens her wallet and takes out a blurred picture from the mezzanine and hands it to him.
Obviously, this is a screenshot from the monitor.
In the picture, only the silhouette of the man.
The man was wearing a loose black coat with a hat on his head.
He has a black mask on his face and only one pair of eyes.
Although the shooting is a little far away, it's not clear, but Fu Jingchen frowned at the first glance.
He felt somehow that the man was familiar.
"You don't know the last person your mother saw?"
Su Yao shook her head: "when my mother left, I was not very old. This picture was given to me by my little aunt. My little aunt said that after my mother left, this man also went to see Tengping. I want to know what's the relationship between him and Tengping, and what's the relationship with my mother's death."
"Is there no clearer picture?"
Su Yao shook her head and said, "I have. After my aunt was in prison, some of the things she collected were turned away. This picture is the most clear one that my aunt found out from the monitoring after she came back."
Fu Jingchen put the photos away: "OK, I'll help you find them."
Su Yao looked at him and nodded gratefully, "thank you."
Fu Jingchen got up and said, "if you really want to thank me, you can fight for some gas later. Don't hang the lottery."
He had a look of hatred for iron but not steel, shook his head at Su Yao and left.
Su Yao nuzui, who is not fighting? How can he tell this man that he will believe that he really won today.
In the evening, as soon as Su Yao came out of the bathroom, she was frightened by the people lying on the bed.
Her eyes were round, and she stammered, "you How did you get in? "
Fu Jingchen on the bed looked at her and said calmly, "we are new married. What do you say?"
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Su Yao finished packing, changed the door lock and went back to Fu's house. It was almost evening.
She carried her suitcase into the door, and when she saw Fu Jingchen coming back, her lips began to smile.
"Mr. Fu, you are back."
Fu Jingchen only glanced at her, then stood up and walked to her, pinching her cheek and looking around.
"What's the matter?"
Su Yao's heart thumped and forgot this.
She held her face still and pulled her hair to block it.
"Ha ha, it's OK. I have a rub."
Fu Jingchen's face was cold: "tell the truth."
Su Yao is embarrassed. He looks at Uncle Wu, who is not far behind, and whispers, "I'll tell you later."
Fu Jingchen said: "now."
Seeing Su Yao's dilemma, Uncle Wu stepped forward and took the initiative to pull Su Yao's luggage.
"Little madam, let me take your luggage upstairs."
As for the young lady, Su Yao still accepted her incompetence.
However, she can't refute, after all, she is.
"Thank you."
After Uncle Wu went upstairs, Su Yao looked at Fu Jingchen, pointed to his face and said with a smile, "I'm fighting."
Fu Jingchen frowned: "sounds like you're still very proud?"
Su Yao's head is sideways. Yes, fighting is not a good thing.
"I'm not proud, anyway..."
Fu Jingchen interrupts her words: "say, what's the matter, this one, with whom."
"I went home to pick up my luggage. My stepmother and sister were waiting for me. Then we had a fight."
Fu Jingchen eyebrows, looking at the wound on her face, the heart angry.
Su Yao didn't care: "but they didn't ask for anything, and I caught Su GE's face."
"I've already won the lottery. Are you proud? Have you ever learned judo, Sanda or Taekwondo
"I've learned Taekwondo, but..." Su Yao said, embarrassed to continue.
Fu Jingchen snorted coldly: "only learned a flower fist to embroider the leg?"
Su Yao laughs: "it's OK to swing. It can't be used in real life."
Fu Jingchen said, "I'll teach you some other day."
"No." Su Yao's voice is several decibels higher.
How old is she, learning Taekwondo, and still learning from Fu Jingchen?
No, no, no, she's against it.
"It's not effective to resist. My Fu Jingchen's woman, who fights with others but gets hurt by herself, is said that I can't afford to lose this person."
Su Yao blushed a little. When did he become his woman.
This guy talks really Do what you want.
Fu Jingchen said, took her by the wrist, took her to the sofa and sat down.
Wu Shuzheng is good to come down from upstairs.
Fu Jingchen said, "Uncle Wu, find me the medicine box."
Wu Shuli will fetch it at once.
After taking over the medicine box, Fu Jingchen said to Wu Shudao, "go ahead and do something."
Uncle Wu left the living room with a smile on his lips.
Fu Jingchen opened the medicine box and found the iodophor and the abrading ointment.
He wanted to help her disinfect the small wound on her face. Su Yao felt very uncomfortable. She took the initiative to extend her hand and said, "I'll do it myself..."
"Why, you have eyes on your hands. Can you see where the wound is?"
Su Yao is embarrassed: "I can look in the mirror."
"You're not afraid to see the wound on your face, shame?"
Being blocked, Su Yao was a little unhappy: "I'm a couple of two, they both hung up the lottery, and I'm not a failure."
"If you hang up your own lottery, you will fail." Fu Jingchen lifted her hand in the air and swept it away. She naturally wiped the Iodophor on her wound.
The feeling of damp and cool came from her face. Su Yao was honest.
She turned her eyes slightly and looked at Fu Jingchen's face.
This man Although it's not as white and handsome as the faces of moxinian and kangyawei, nor as amazing as the face of Huo Sanye, his resolute facial features are perfectly matched together with a little bronze skin It's really handsome. It's masculine.
She looked away.
Fu Jingchen took up the ointment and wiped it on her.
She frowned.
Fu Jingchen stopped: "does it hurt?"
"A little."
Fu Jingchen snorted and raised his hand to continue: "it's right to let you learn skills."
Su Yao said nothing: "I say Mr. Fu, I have to say several times. For me, this battle is a victory. Can we have a pleasant chat?"
Hearing this, Fu Jingchen could not help but bear to smile: "what can I do for you?"
Su Yao was stunned for a moment. The topic shifted too fast. She didn't respond.
Fu Jingchen tilted her mind and asked, "if you want me to do something for you to revenge, just say it."
This words, let Su Yao inexplicably some moved: "Mr. Fu, I really have a thing to ask you for help, I want to find a person."
Fu Jingchen looked at her, Ao Jiao said: "who is that?"
"The last person my mother saw."
Fu Jingchen looked at her. "What are the characteristics of this person, or whether there are photos?"
"Yes." Su Yao opens her wallet and takes out a blurred picture from the mezzanine and hands it to him.
Obviously, this is a screenshot from the monitor.
In the picture, only the silhouette of the man.
The man was wearing a loose black coat with a hat on his head.
He has a black mask on his face and only one pair of eyes.
Although the shooting is a little far away, it's not clear, but Fu Jingchen frowned at the first glance.
He felt somehow that the man was familiar.
"You don't know the last person your mother saw?"
Su Yao shook her head: "when my mother left, I was not very old. This picture was given to me by my little aunt. My little aunt said that after my mother left, this man also went to see Tengping. I want to know what's the relationship between him and Tengping, and what's the relationship with my mother's death."
"Is there no clearer picture?"
Su Yao shook her head and said, "I have. After my aunt was in prison, some of the things she collected were turned away. This picture is the most clear one that my aunt found out from the monitoring after she came back."
Fu Jingchen put the photos away: "OK, I'll help you find them."
Su Yao looked at him and nodded gratefully, "thank you."
Fu Jingchen got up and said, "if you really want to thank me, you can fight for some gas later. Don't hang the lottery."
He had a look of hatred for iron but not steel, shook his head at Su Yao and left.
Su Yao nuzui, who is not fighting? How can he tell this man that he will believe that he really won today.
In the evening, as soon as Su Yao came out of the bathroom, she was frightened by the people lying on the bed.
Her eyes were round, and she stammered, "you How did you get in? "
Fu Jingchen on the bed looked at her and said calmly, "we are new married. What do you say?"
Su Yao finished packing, changed the door lock and went back to Fu's house. It was almost evening. She carried her suitcase into the door, and when she saw Fu Jingchen coming back, her lips began to smile. "Mr. Fu, you are back." Fu Jingchen only glanced at her, then stood up and walked to her, pinching her cheek and looking around. "What's the matter?" Su Yao's heart thumped and forgot this. She held her face still and pulled her hair to block it. "Ha ha, it's OK. I have a rub." Fu Jingchen's face was cold: "tell the truth." Su Yao is embarrassed. He looks at Uncle Wu, who is not far behind, and whispers, "I'll tell you later." Fu Jingchen said: "now." Seeing Su Yao's dilemma, Uncle Wu stepped forward and took the initiative to pull Su Yao's luggage. "Little madam, let me take your luggage upstairs." As for the young lady, Su Yao still accepted her incompetence. However, she can't refute, after all, she is. "Thank you." After Uncle Wu went upstairs, Su Yao looked at Fu Jingchen, pointed to his face and said with a smile, "I'm fighting." Fu Jingchen frowned: "sounds like you're still very proud?" Su Yao's head is sideways. Yes, fighting is not a good thing. "I'm not proud, anyway..." Fu Jingchen interrupts her words: "say, what's the matter, this one, with whom." "I went home to pick up my luggage. My stepmother and sister were waiting for me. Then we had a fight." Fu Jingchen eyebrows, looking at the wound on her face, the heart angry. Su Yao didn't care: "but they didn't ask for anything, and I caught Su GE's face." "I've already won the lottery. Are you proud? Have you ever learned judo, Sanda or Taekwondo "I've learned Taekwondo, but..." Su Yao said, embarrassed to continue. Fu Jingchen snorted coldly: "only learned a flower fist to embroider the leg?" Su Yao laughs: "it's OK to swing. It can't be used in real life." Fu Jingchen said, "I'll teach you some other day." "No." Su Yao's voice is several decibels higher. How old is she, learning Taekwondo, and still learning from Fu Jingchen? No, no, no, she's against it. "It's not effective to resist. My Fu Jingchen's woman, who fights with others but gets hurt by herself, is said that I can't afford to lose this person." Su Yao blushed a little. When did he become his woman. This guy talks really Do what you want. Fu Jingchen said, took her by the wrist, took her to the sofa and sat down. Wu Shuzheng is good to come down from upstairs. Fu Jingchen said, "Uncle Wu, find me the medicine box." Wu Shuli will fetch it at once. After taking over the medicine box, Fu Jingchen said to Wu Shudao, "go ahead and do something." Uncle Wu left the living room with a smile on his lips. Fu Jingchen opened the medicine box and found the iodophor and the abrading ointment. He wanted to help her disinfect the small wound on her face. Su Yao felt very uncomfortable. She took the initiative to extend her hand and said, "I'll do it myself..." "Why, you have eyes on your hands. Can you see where the wound is?" Su Yao is embarrassed: "I can look in the mirror." "You're not afraid to see the wound on your face, shame?" Being blocked, Su Yao was a little unhappy: "I'm a couple of two, they both hung up the lottery, and I'm not a failure." "If you hang up your own lottery, you will fail." Fu Jingchen lifted her hand in the air and swept it away. She naturally wiped the Iodophor on her wound. The feeling of damp and cool came from her face. Su Yao was honest. She turned her eyes slightly and looked at Fu Jingchen's face. This man Although it's not as white and handsome as the faces of moxinian and kangyawei, nor as amazing as the face of Huo Sanye, his resolute facial features are perfectly matched together with a little bronze skin It's really handsome. It's masculine. She looked away. Fu Jingchen took up the ointment and wiped it on her. She frowned. Fu Jingchen stopped: "does it hurt?" "A little." Fu Jingchen snorted and raised his hand to continue: "it's right to let you learn skills." Su Yao said nothing: "I say Mr. Fu, I have to say several times. For me, this battle is a victory. Can we have a pleasant chat?" Hearing this, Fu Jingchen could not help but bear to smile: "what can I do for you?" Su Yao was stunned for a moment. The topic shifted too fast. She didn't respond. Fu Jingchen tilted her mind and asked, "if you want me to do something for you to revenge, just say it." This words, let Su Yao inexplicably some moved: "Mr. Fu, I really have a thing to ask you for help, I want to find a person." Fu Jingchen looked at her, Ao Jiao said: "who is that?" "The last person my mother saw." Fu Jingchen looked at her. "What are the characteristics of this person, or whether there are photos?" "Yes." Su Yao opens her wallet and takes out a blurred picture from the mezzanine and hands it to him. Obviously, this is a screenshot from the monitor. In the picture, only the silhouette of the man. The man was wearing a loose black coat with a hat on his head. He has a black mask on his face and only one pair of eyes. Although the shooting is a little far away, it's not clear, but Fu Jingchen frowned at the first glance. He felt somehow that the man was familiar. "You don't know the last person your mother saw?" Su Yao shook her head: "when my mother left, I was not very old. This picture was given to me by my little aunt. My little aunt said that after my mother left, this man also went to see Tengping. I want to know what's the relationship between him and Tengping, and what's the relationship with my mother's death." "Is there no clearer picture?" Su Yao shook her head and said, "I have. After my aunt was in prison, some of the things she collected were turned away. This picture is the most clear one that my aunt found out from the monitoring after she came back." Fu Jingchen put the photos away: "OK, I'll help you find them." Su Yao looked at him and nodded gratefully, "thank you." Fu Jingchen got up and said, "if you really want to thank me, you can fight for some gas later. Don't hang the lottery." He had a look of hatred for iron but not steel, shook his head at Su Yao and left. Su Yao nuzui, who is not fighting? How can he tell this man that he will believe that he really won today. In the evening, as soon as Su Yao came out of the bathroom, she was frightened by the people lying on the bed. Her eyes were round, and she stammered, "you How did you get in? " Fu Jingchen on the bed looked at her and said calmly, "we are new married. What do you say?"
