Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

It seemed that the young policewoman had just been assigned to the local police station, and her expression was still childish. She seemed to disdain zhanyan's arrogance. When Yu Guang saw her famous brand in the corner of her eyes, the corners of her mouth turned away, but she still took a very disdainful look.

Although slight, it was easily captured by Zhan Yan.

"OK, but please let me make a call?" zhanyan said softly with a faint smile.

"You -" the policewoman seemed to want to say something sarcastic.

But she was stopped by the policeman around her. The woman in front of her didn't look like a good thing to provoke. Moreover, when she came in to see the mess in the house, it would never be done by the thin woman in front of her alone. It would never be as simple as it seems.

Just in case, she'd better let the girl stop talking and be careful. Don't get into any trouble.

Zhan Yan smiled politely at the old policeman and then took out his cell phone.

Unconsciously, there were more than 30 missed calls. Zhan Yan frowned and looked at them. They were all Fu Beichen's numbers.

Just then, Fu Beichen's phone called again, and Zhan Yan picked it up without hesitation.

"Where are you?" the voice on the other end of the phone was already extremely patient with his anger, and the voice was too dark.

"Well, deal with some things, but maybe I'll spend it in the police station tonight. Don't worry about me!" Zhan Yan whispered. I don't know why when it comes to this, it's not as strong as just now. There's a hint of coquetry. My eyebrows and eyes look particularly good in the light.

The position of Fu Beichen's temple at the other end of the phone suddenly protruded, the slender phalanx gradually tightened, and the big palm buckled on the mobile phone, making a click sound.

"Where's the police station?" Fu Beichen suddenly stood up and faced the wide French window.

He hasn't seen her for only one day. What happened and took himself to the police station?

The last time she went to the police station, it seemed that Lin Siwei died. Not long after she went for two days and two nights, she was released without anything.

But after coming out, her spirit was very bad.

What's this about?

The reverse sleeve design shows a strong and powerful arm, and there are still traces of fingernails scraping on it, which are like cat melon seeds.

The simple black shirt highlighted his fierce momentum. A handsome face indulged in the alternation of light and shadow and looked gloomy.

Zhan Yan at the other end of the phone truthfully told him the address of the police station, and then hung up.

A moment later, he picked up the dark suit coat still on the side and walked towards the door with a heavy face.

In the police station.

Maybe watching the police intervene, Cao Yiting's mother has some confidence. Xia Nuan's mother left when she went to the police station. After all, she doesn't want to go to the police station or get involved in it. Go back and talk to her daughter and break off with Cao Yiting. The Fu family can't afford it.

Cao Yiting's mother sat opposite Zhan Yan, perhaps supported by the police and not afraid in her eyes. She looked like she believed in the police. It was all evidence that the family was smashed like that. The woman could not deny it.

"Name and occupation." it was still the policewoman who took her master to warn her on the way, so the contemptuous attitude also restrained.

"Zhan Yan, actor!" Zhan Yan's voice was faint, as when he came, there was no change.

The policewoman who made the record was just drinking water. When she heard Zhan Yan's words, she opened her stem in her throat.

The soft and weak woman in front of her is Zhan Yan. Her husband is Fu Beichen, the current president of Fu. She has read so many gossip news for nothing. Why didn't she recognize this woman just now?

Compared with her, the people in gossip magazines are not as good as one of her ten. She is a better looking woman than those in newspapers and magazines.

Just how does this have anything to do with the woman in front of you?

The woman is so old and has a poor look on her face. Does Fu Beichen have such poor taste? So hungry?

Just to stimulate beauty?

Is the taste of the rich so unique?

After coughing twice, the policewoman continued to pick up her pen and make records.

The next question is nothing more than to make a record of today's events to see whether the statements on both sides are consistent, but of course, it does not rule out the attitude of female policemen to watch good plays.

After all, this is a living face.

"Why go to someone else's house and smash things?"

"I don't want to say!" Zhan Yan nodded his chin with a light in his eyes. He also saw the policeman's mind to read gossip, and refused directly and coldly.

The policewoman's heart trembled. For a moment just now, she really thought she had been seen through by her eyes, and there was a layer of cold sweat on her back.

"What do you think this is? You can say it if you want to say it or not? I tell you, put away your eldest lady's posture, and you can't do whatever you want if you have money!"

The policewoman slapped the table as if to cheer up for her momentum.

"Can't do whatever you want?" suddenly, a cold, piercing sound came in, and the police station was suddenly quiet.

Zhan Yan slightly turned his head and looked at Fu Beichen who was driving. His very handsome face was still stained with frost. The scattered light and shadow made him very dangerous.

"My Fu Beichen's wife, is there anything you can't do as you like?"

Fu Beichen raised his handsome and abnormal face, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and put his sharp eyes on the policewoman's face, which was extremely sharp and Soul-catching.

So this is Fu Beichen!

I believe this is the first concept in many people's hearts. They look at everyone like a king, and finally look at everyone and fall on their faces.

The crazy attitude and Falcon like eyes can't make people look directly. The policewoman was stunned and her mind rippled.

Such a man, no woman is indifferent, but it is not casually a woman can love.

"Why are you here?" Zhan Yan said faintly, but his eyebrows were cold. He didn't look like a couple at all. Even his tone was very bad, very light and very light.

"If I don't come, are you going to stay here for one night? I'd like to see who brings you here so uninteresting?" Fu Beichen went to Zhan Yan, reached out to hold her hand and took her into his arms.

Such action seems very ambiguous, but it is also a full declaration of sovereignty.