Desperate Pretense At Being Poor - Chapter 44

    “…no red, painted eyeshadow.” Wen Ruan said hard.

    Fu Zhihuan stood up, leaned back against the head of the bed, and laughed lowly. His chest trembled slightly, he covered his lips with his hand, and coughed and tossed a few times.

    Wen Ruan hurriedly reached out to support him, then poured a glass of water and scolded: “Why are you getting up? It’s still not sleeping at what time, which car accident patient is like you tossing himself. “

    Fu Zhihuan leaned down with a low smile and held the cup that Wen Ruan handed over: “How can I rest in peace when a little girl runs away from home?”

    Wen Ruan was stubborn, but looking at Fu Zhihuan leaning against the window, looking sick, plus the white gauze wrapped around his head, he couldn’t say anything: “… Whoever ran away from home, I was sleeping well at home.”

    “The living room is monitored.”

    “…” Wen Ruan was silent: “No, I’m going out to repair the suitcase.”

    “With an ex?”

    Wen Ruan listened to Fu Zhihuan’s half-joking remarks, and for some reason, her mood suddenly rose: “Yeah, just go with your ex-boyfriend.”

    “Only if you have a beautiful sister to pack your clothes in the middle of the night, you are not allowed to have an ex-boyfriend to accompany me to repair the suitcase? You are not my boyfriend, why do you care so much about me? I It’s just renting a house in your house, do you still care if the tenant can’t go out in the middle of the night?”

    Fu Zhihuan looked at her quietly and whispered, “Wen Ruan.”

    Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, and then she was overwhelmed.

    She drooped her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, took a deep breath after a long time, stretched out her hand to clasp her eyes, and her shoulders were twitching.

    “Sorry, I didn’t mean to kill you.”

    Her voice was a little weeping, and she was inexplicably afraid: “How can you be so hurt and joking with me… Can you take your own body seriously?”

    Wen Ruan’s fire was not because of anger.

    Fu Zhihuan felt distressed.

    It was the little girl who was also wronged, but she always restrained her temper and restrained her emotions to comfort herself.

    Why are you so good.

    He stretched out his hand, grabbed the back of Wen Ruan’s head, and pressed it lightly on his shoulder, with a soft voice: “A tenant?”

    “Who treats the tenants as ancestors?”

    Wen Ruan: “How can you take me…”

    “A few days ago, you put the durian fruit box in the refrigerator and it was smelly. You were afraid of being discovered, so you secretly threw the fruit box and lied that the pork belly had gone bad. Last week, you ate all the oil on the skewer on the sofa The traces of the result could not be washed off, and the oil-stained part was secretly hidden under the pillow.”

    Fu Zhihuan said this, and asked with a low smile, “If the tenant did these things, they would have been kicked out long ago.”

    Wen Ruan: “…”

    Fu Zhihuan looked at her, lips curled slightly, and changed the subject: “The Count misses you, when will you go home?

    Wen Ruan turned her head and whispered, “I haven’t spent the night outside yet, how do you know that the count misses me.”

    “I guess.”

    Fu Zhihuan said softly, “The cat I raised should think the same as me.”

    “…”

    Wen Ruan stood up abruptly, her cheeks hot.

    What happened to this dog man?

    How can I talk about it after a car accident?

    She was silent for a long time, stretched out her hand with difficulty, and tested Fu Zhihuan’s forehead—

    No heat, no fever.

    Fu Zhihuan: “What’s wrong?”

    “No…” Wen Ruan hesitated: “Fu Zhihuan, why have you suddenly become such a scumbag?”

    “…”

    It was dark.

    Fu Zhihuan had already taken the medicine, and was trying to stay awake to talk to Wen Ruan, but he couldn’t stand it any longer, and fell asleep by the head of the bed.

    Wen Ruan sighed, helped Fu Zhihuan lie down, and covered him with the quilt.

    Just when she was about to turn around and go out to check with Zhao Zichen about the specific situation and injury, she found that her right arm was grabbed by Fu Zhihuan at some point.

    Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, looked at the hand holding his arm for a while, then smiled helplessly, and sat down again.

    She propped her chin and carefully looked at the sleeping profile of the person in front of her.

    Even in this embarrassing situation, her face is still extraordinary.

    Wen Ruan sighed.

    Sure enough, it is very difficult to see through the red dust.

    Unexpectedly, she stretched out her index finger, the fingertip lightly pressed against Fu Zhihuan’s eyebrows, and then went all the way down the high bridge of her nose. It was only when he almost touched the thin lips that he retracted his hand as if he had suddenly woken up.

    …

    Wen Ruan puffed out her cheeks in a fit of anger.

    When will this flower of Gaoling be picked?

    The hour hand makes a few turns.

    Fu Zhihuan woke up.

    The burning pain from the wound repeatedly, coupled with the sudden increase in body temperature during the recovery process, made him open his eyes with difficulty.

    When she turned her head, she found Wen Ruan lying beside the bed, already asleep.

    Fu Zhihuan held the discomfort of his body, sat up straight, then picked out a coat from his changing pocket and put it lightly on Wen Ruan.

    The little girl rubbed her nose, pursed her mouth, and turned her head.

    Fu Zhihuan did not lie down in a hurry, but quietly looked at Wen Ruan who was sleeping.

    Originally, tonight was the plan to confess everything to her.

    Then formally pursue.

    But unexpectedly, the accident happened suddenly.

    Especially after realizing that someone around him might be staring at him, Fu Zhihuan decided to put the confession aside.

    He didn’t want to involve the little girl.

    Fu Zhihuan leaned down, looked down at Wen Ruan’s profile, put one hand on her side, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

    “Sorry.”

    “Give me another week.”

    “After I resolve this matter, I will return to Tongcheng, formally apologize to my uncle and aunt, and propose a marriage contract.”

    Xie Yanchi woke up early the next morning when Wen Ruan grabbed her and took her suitcase back to Mingchen Garden.

    This time, Wen Ruan was even careful not to let him go upstairs, and said righteously: “If the surveillance camera catches you, it will definitely make my pretty boy misunderstood.”

    Xie Yanchi was angrily laughed: “I was a guest last night, but tonight is your pretty boy? Wen Xiaoruan, you have a little conscience. Yesterday, my brother coaxed you for one night.”

    Wen Ruan tangled: “But I think the passerby is more handsome than you…”

    Xie Yanchi felt like a capital tool person: “Go away.”

    When Wen Ruan heard this, he nodded vigorously as if he had been granted an amnesty, then happily carried his suitcase and prepared to go upstairs.

    But before taking a few steps, she suddenly turned back.

    Wen Ruan: “I heard that your uncle really let you and your fiancee break off the engagement?”

    Xie Yanchi casually said “um”: “I’ve embarrassed them so openly, how can I still keep this engagement?”

    Xie Yanchi hesitated.

    Wen Ruan thought for a while, and suddenly recalled that Xie Yanchi took a photo at the airport with a young model before leaving home.

     Eighty percent of the time this photo made the difference!

    Wen Ruan clenched a fist with one hand and slammed his palm: “Do you have any handsome brothers over there? Borrow me to take a picture and send it to the circle of friends? Maybe my dad After Mom and Fu’s family saw it, they would immediately break off the engagement with me.”

    Xie Yanchi was silent for a while: “…Why don’t you consider Fu Zhihuan directly?”

    Wen Ruan: “That’s okay. What if my parents trouble him? He’s just an ordinary prosecutor, and I don’t want him to be affected in the future.”

    I’m kind of worrying about others.

    Xie Yanchi touched his nose and asked emotionally, “I want to ask you something, how did you like Fu Zhihuan.”

    “He’s good looking.”

    “Have you ever thought about what if your fiancé is also good-looking?”

    “That’s different, there can’t be anything better than him.”

    “What if they look exactly the same?”

    Wen Ruan finally felt that Xie Yanchi’s question was a little inexplicable, she raised her eyes and stared at the person in front of her, and after a long time said: “You don’t want to say what if Fu Zhihuan and Fu Lu What if it’s the same person?”

    “…”

    “I tell you, it must be impossible. You don’t know that he once helped me pay for a meal and reminded me to remember, how can there be such a stingy young master.” Wen Ruan said firmly. : “If he was Fu Lu, I would eat the keyboard upside down.”

    After saying that, she left with her suitcase in her hand.

    “…” Xie Yanchi looked at Wen Ruan’s back, and fell into contemplation.

    Xie Yanchi hissed lightly, raised his thumb and pressed the corner of his lips, smiled and sent Fu Zhihuan a message:

    “Mr. Fu, I stayed up late last night to help you for so long. I have to talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes.”

    “The mobile phone number is the Alipay account, thank you Fu Ershao.”

    The message came back soon:

    “The mobile phone number is the Alipay account, thank you so much, Master.”

    “…” really met an opponent.

    The well-respected and outstanding prosecutor of the Fu Zhihuan Prosecutor’s Office received condolences and visits from countless people today.

    Flowers and fruit baskets filled the entire room, and even a wealthy rich lady sent a flower basket and pestle directly in front of the hospital bed. Although a nurse immediately confiscated it for “in violation of regulations”, Zhao Zichen still captured this scene—

    Fu Zhihuan was surrounded by flowers, and there were two flower baskets in front of the hospital bed, just like a flower fairy.

    After Zhao Zichen couldn’t help laughing for the 43rd time, Fu Zhihuan calmly expressed his opinion: “Go out.”

    Zhao Zichen rubbed his belly, which was sour from laughing: “Don’t do this, old man, did you forget who was with you all night yesterday?”

    “Wen Ruan.”

    “…”

    Zhao Zichen gritted his teeth.

    What a bro.

    But this time, the two were not chatting.

    “Yesterday you asked me to investigate Peng Mengyin, but I didn’t expect to find out some famous things.” Zhao Zichen pulled out his chair and sat down in front of Fu Zhihuan: “She is a footnote test professor. The little apprentice below is valued because of her diligence and hard work, and the old professor occasionally took her to the scene of the crime to train her skills.”

    That is not a public official.

    “Peng Mengyin was also transferred here recently. There is nothing to say on her resume. The only thing is… Peng Mengyin’s brother was sentenced to death when she was in college.”

    Zhao Zichen said this, frowning deeply: “You should know this case very well. Peng Mengyin’s brother stole something from a small shop and was accidentally discovered, and then the dispute broke out for a while. Impulsively, he brutally killed the shop owner and his wife.”

    Fu Zhihuan remembers this case.

    He was studying with Master at that time, and occasionally he could be brought along to see how the police investigate cases and how the procuratorate works.

    In that case, because there were no cameras installed in the convenience store and the incident happened very late, the police did not directly target the suspect at first.

    However, Fu Zhihuan judged the character and habits of the prisoner according to the situation at the scene, and deduced the profile of the suspect, thus successfully allowing the police to list brother Peng Mengyin as a suspect for observation, and finally found the key evidence.

    Considering the social sensation caused by the case, Peng Mengyin’s brother was sentenced to death after a public prosecution was opened.

    “Even if you didn’t sort out the criminal’s profile at the time, the police would identify the suspect after the search, but that doesn’t prevent—”

    “Peng Mengyin will hate you for this.”

    The author has something to say: make up for yesterday’s update.

    …I fell asleep again last night…sorry! ! !

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