Boss spoils: President husband, forgive me - Chapter 972

“She…” Luo Rui is obviously not optimistic about Jinjing.

After talking about Jinjing, Mrs. Wenya didn’t intend to really support Luo Rui’s views and opinions, so she raised her hand and gently waved, indicating that Luo Rui would go down first.

Luo Rui nodded and went to change the hot tea.

Wenya’s wife is a person sitting on the sofa, frowning and meditating for a while, and then, dial the phone of Jinjing.

……

Shen Muzhi is taken back by Xiao He.

Zhuang Siqi went to the police station with a cold face.

Seeing that Shen Muzhi was sitting on the sofa, biting his teeth and trembling with anger, he carefully advised her: “madam, would you like to have dinner first?”

Shen Mu’s heart is angry, but it doesn’t make sense to rush Xiaofa.

So I didn’t pay attention to Xiaohe.

Xiao He also knew that his wife didn’t care about her, but she didn’t listen to her own words.

He shook his head and went to see the sky outside the window.

It seems that if you want to persuade your wife to eat, you have to wait for Mr. Zhuang to come back.

It’s getting dark outside.

As soon as Zhuang Siqi drove to the gate of the police station, a police officer surnamed Lin welcomed him.

“Mr. Zhuang?”

“Officer Lin.” Zhuang Siqi and the 30-year-old said hello and went to the mediation room of the police station.

As soon as Zhuang Siqi arrived at the door of the mediation room, he knew that the police had to go through the procedure to mediate for them.

So, he stopped and looked at Officer Lin: “which lawyer did they find?”

“Su Yan.”

When Zhuang Siqi heard the name, he coldly hooked the corners of his lips, and the light at the corners of his eyes became a little cold.

Bo Chen is not stupid. He came here with a lawyer who can still deal with him.

Otherwise, they gave him this punch today. If he didn’t let him go to prison, it would not be Zhuang Siqi.

However, even if it is to find Su Yan to come over, he will not spare him.

Otherwise, he won’t get it in vain.

Officer Lin pushed the door open.

Bo Chen and Qiao Junze are already waiting.

Beside them was a young woman in her thirties.

A woman with short hair, light makeup and thin lips is a very powerful woman.

The woman saw him and said with a smile, “schoolboy?”

Zhuang Siqi looked at Su Yan’s face with a perfect and kind smile, and said: “Xuejie, long time no see.”

Su Yan chuckled and looked as if he didn’t have any tricks. He was warm and frank: “last time I saw you in Ireland, I haven’t seen you for more than half a month.”

Zhuang Siqi gave a faint hum and a smile, and touched Su Yan’s eyes. They all despised each other’s feelings for the younger sister and brother of the plastic teacher.

On the surface of friendly scene, the two people have disdained to say more.

After sitting down, Su Yan went straight to the theme: “should I call you Mr. Zhuang or my younger brother?”

Su Yan asked him with a smile.

Zhuang Siqi coldly looked at Bo Chen: “when she went to court, Su Yan’s sister did not recognize her.”

There is no lack of irony.

Su Yan has long been famous in the legal world, and her six relatives do not recognize her.

In particular, the lawsuit that made her famous was a lawsuit in which she was intimate with her. The woman who looked like her best friend to the outside world was beaten to prison by her at that time, and she would spend more than 20 years in prison.

Therefore, people in the legal circle know how heartless Su Yan is under his bright appearance.

However, only this kind of woman can fight Zhuang Siqi.

If you come here separately, Bo Chen and Qiao Junze will not be released on bail tonight.

Su Yan was not satirized, but looked at Zhuang Siqi with a smile: “the outside world seems to say that about me, so I feel a little inferior to Mr. Zhuang.”

After listening to her words, Zhuang Siqi knew that this woman was going to make an issue of Shen Muzhi.

Sure enough, as soon as this idea came into Zhuang Siqi’s mind, Su Yan said: “Mr. Zhuang’s eye power in identifying relatives is rare, isn’t it? Mr. Bo, Mr. Qiao? ”

This kind of words, naturally, is to give Shen Muzhi’s identity in the end is what and opened a head.Qiao Junze looks at Bo Chen.

Bo Chen’s eyes to Zhuang Siqi, Bo Chen light open, eyes powerful: “Mr. Zhuang’s eyes are not too good, even his wife looks what will admit wrong.”

“Is that why Mr. Bo thinks Mrs. Zhuang’s identity is worth discussing?”

Su Yan asked Bo Chen.

Bo Chen reaches out his hand and moves a document bag on the desk to Su Yan.

Su Yan had been waiting for a long time. Seeing that the document bag was moved in front of him, he nodded, picked up the document bag, and then pulled out the documents inside.

When the document was extracted, I don’t know whether she intentionally or unintentionally revealed a picture from it.

When Su Yan took out the document, the photo fell to the desktop, facing up.

Let Zhuang Siqi and Officer Lin see the picture clearly.

That’s a group photo. In the photo, Shen Muzhi is about five months pregnant.

She sat on a bench by the sea, and Bo Chen gently draped his shawl over her from behind.

Under the setting sun, the waves gently hit the beach in front of them.

Two people’s shadow also long pull on the beach, the picture is quiet and warm.

Zhuang Siqi saw the picture clearly, and his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. There was a kind of dark color in his eyes.

Obviously, I’m very unhappy.

Su Yan keenly looks at Zhuang Siqi’s face and finds that his eyes have changed. Then he slightly hooks the corners of his lips and takes up the photo: “is the woman above pregnant Mrs. Bo?”

“Yes,” Bo Chen said, “the police officers have met my wife.”

Officer Lin was on the police just now. Now when he saw this picture, he thought back to Mrs. Zhuang, who he had met. He was dumbfounded.

I don’t know what to say.

I can’t tell whether the pregnant woman is Mrs. Zhuang or Mr. Bo’s wife.

If it’s Mrs. Zhuang, Bo Chen is obviously responsible for pestering others and beating others. He is also a typical example of making trouble without reason.

However, Mrs. Zhuang was known to have died more than half a year ago.

As like as two peas, Mrs. Huang is the same as the wife of the photo he shows.

It’s hard to tell what’s going on.

For a moment, Officer Lin also felt awkward and looked at Zhuang Siqi: “Mr. Zhuang, could you please explain the news that Mrs. Zhuang died six months ago?”

“The dead as like as two peas, they are not my wife, but my wife’s sister. They are triplets, so they are exactly alike.”

Zhuang Siqi was not flustered. Looking at Officer Lin’s puzzled look, he even asked, “if you can’t tell my wife’s identity, you can ask Shen nianqiang to prove that what I said is true.”