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

"If so, I promise she will be acquitted!" Murong Jin whispered.

But in this case, it is undoubtedly to let Zhan Yan admit that he killed someone. Such a crime will follow her all her life.

If she really killed someone, it's OK. If she's innocent, it's too unfair for her!

The next morning, Fu Beichen personally picked up murongjin and went to the detention center. Although they sat in a row, they didn't speak all the way.

After a while, she was in the detention center. Murong Jin also saw the rich lady who had occupied the entertainment headlines for some time, with exquisite facial features and pale face, but her eyes were as indifferent as water and could not see any emotion.

And her hands were handcuffed. She came over and sat opposite them. Her eyes were quiet.

Murong Jin was slightly stunned. As a lawyer, he saw a lot of prisoners and a lot of rich wives, but none of them was as good as the woman in front of him. In a desperate situation, he could be so flattered.

Such a woman is really rare!

"Yan Yan!" Fu Beichen called out in pain and stretched out his hand to hold her hand. When he came out of her, he saw her hair cut short. He was shocked and couldn't return to God for a long time.

And Zhan Yan saw his hand stretched out, but he was full of disgust and took away his hand.

"Your hair?"

Zhan Yan raised his eyes and replied lightly, "cut it!"

"Why?"

"I don't like it!"

Fu Beichen's heart hurt a little when he heard this.

Aside, Murong Jinmo was silent, but he saw everything in his eyes.

It seems that the relationship between Fu and his wife is not very good. I'm afraid the rumors from the outside are not groundless.

Murong Jin sighed repeatedly in her heart. She was so beautiful, loved her wife so much, and went to have a junior. President Fu really has the common problem of all rich men.

At this time, Zhan Yan's long eyelashes moved a few times, and his light eyes turned from Fu Beichen to Murong Jin, with a slightly puzzled color.

"Yan Yan, this is your defense lawyer, Murong lawyer!" Fu Beichen said.

Zhan Yan nodded and said in a low voice, "Hello, lawyer Murong."

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Fu! From now on, I will be your defense lawyer. I will be fully responsible for your case. I hope you won't hide anything from me!"

At work, Murong Jin had no smile on her face.

Zhan Yan didn't open his mouth, but nodded indifferently.

Murong Jin opened the recorder and asked, "Mrs. Fu, now, please tell me everything that happened that day, from beginning to end!"

Zhan Yan gently pursed his pale thin lips, slightly lowered his head, and repeated the events of the day again.

After Zhan Yan finished, he fell into silence again.

Murong Jin habitually pushed down the mirror frame, narrowed her eyes slightly, meditated for a while, and then continued to ask, "excuse me, Mrs. Fu, after the deceased entered the villa, until the time of death, only you and the deceased were on the scene, and no third party entered, right?"

"Yes!" Zhan Yan nodded. "One of the domestic servants asked for leave and the other left temporarily. I was the only one at home! Later, Lin Siwei came. I argued with her for a few words. I asked her to leave, and then I went upstairs. I didn't see her leave with my own eyes!"

"So you haven't come downstairs during this time?"

"No!" Zhan Yan replied coldly.