After Fu Feibai entered the police station, a small policeman soon came over and asked him, "Hello, this gentleman, is there anything wrong?"

Fu Feibai recognized that this was the shy little policeman in front of Jian Lan just now, and he was suddenly a little unhappy, and said with displeasure: "I am the owner of the bar just now." I want to see the police officer in charge of this case. ”

If it wasn't in front of Jian Lan, the little policeman immediately stopped stuttering and was no longer shy.

He frowned slightly, thinking that Fu Feibai, as the owner of the bar, didn't want to cause trouble for his bar, and his tone was not very good, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Xiao Wang. Li Ruofeng just walked out of the office and heard the conversation between the two. Although he is not kind of to the kind of people who try to get rid of their guilt, they naturally can't act willfully as a service department.

He walked over and said to Fu Feibai: "Hello, this gentleman, how can I help you?"

Fu Feibai took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and said to Li Ruofeng: "Here is the surveillance video of the bar tonight. ”

When Fu Feibai was standing outside the police station just now, he had already called the manager and asked the manager to copy out tonight's surveillance video to him, although the bar did not operate any improper illegal business, but many business establishments generally do not like to copy their surveillance video to law enforcement departments.

Although the manager was a little surprised by Fu Feibai's request, he didn't ask anything more, but did as Fu Feibai said.

Li Ruofeng originally thought that Fu Feibai, as the owner of the bar, was here to ask them to disassociate themselves from the man, after all, this incident also happened in their bar, and it was their inaction, but he didn't expect that Fu Feibai took the initiative to send them the surveillance video of the bar, which directly saved them the process of going to the bar to investigate and collect evidence.

Li Ruofeng took the USB flash drive handed by Fu Feibai, stretched out his hand and shook hands with Fu Feibai, and thanked him: "Mr. Fu, thank you very much for the evidence you provided. ”

Fu Feibai just stretched out his hand casually, gently shook Li Ruofeng's outstretched hand, and then quickly retracted his hand, said "um" arrogantly, and turned to leave.

Li Ruofeng was a little stunned and watched Fu Fei Bai Feng turn around and leave lightly, suddenly a little confused, did he just come to send him a video of the bar surveillance video?

After Fu Feibai left the police station, he felt a little dazed, he didn't know where he should go, he remembered that it was Old Man Fu who let him go to the exhibition today, he thought that Old Man Fu might know Jian Lan.

Thinking so, Fu Feibai drove back to his home in the villa area halfway up the mountain.

As soon as Fu Feibai entered the house, the old man Fu shouted angrily: "Oh, what kind of wind is blowing today, blowing our Fu Dashao back." ”

Old man Fu's full name is Fu Jianming, in fact, Old Man Fu is not old at all, he is only in his fifties, but Fu Feibai likes to call his father an "old man". Fu's mother leaned on Fu Jianming, and when she saw her baby son coming back, she heard her husband talking so sourly, so she patted her husband's thigh and said softly: "It's rare for my son to come back, don't talk like that." ”

Even if Fu Jianming is unhappy, he can only obediently listen to his wife's words.

This is why Fu Feibai and Fu Jianming don't like each other.

Fu Jianming thinks that Fu Feibai is a little bastard who was born to steal the attention of his wife, while Fu Feibai thinks that Fu Jianming is a stinky old man who is always jealous of himself.

Naturally, the two of them didn't like each other.

However, when Fu's mother was there, the two of them hadn't looked at each other so badly, so they still had to pretend.

Because Fu Feibai came back temporarily, and he had already come over for dinner now, Fu's mother could only tell the kitchen to prepare some small desserts for Fu Feibai.

It's also strange to say, no one in the Fu family, including nannies, drivers, etc., likes to eat desserts, but Fu Feibai is a special person who likes to eat desserts.

Fu Jianming really doubted whether Fu Feibai was his biological son because of this reason, but he was scolded by Fu's mother fiercely, and then he dispelled the idea of going to do a paternity test.

Fu's mother quickly asked the kitchen to make some small cookies for Fu Feibai, and while waiting for the cookies to be baked, Fu Feibai couldn't help but ask Fu Jianming, but didn't ask anything about Jian Lan directly, but asked something else first: "Eh, old man Fu, what do you mean by letting me go to see that exhibition today?"

Fu Jianming glanced at Fu Feibai and said: "Mr. He is our partner, he came back to hold the exhibition, how can he not go to the exhibition as a partner? If it weren't for me going to the meeting, I wouldn't have given you this opportunity!"

Fu Feibai couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard Fu Jianming's official statement: "You have no artistic bacteria...... No, it's an art cell that goes to an exhibition?"

Well, the reason why Fu Feibai is Fu Jianming's biological son is correct, in addition to the fact that the current Fu Feibai can be said to be carved out of the same mold as Fu Jianming when he was young, there are also two artistic bacteria...... No, it's the art cell, which can be said to be zero in the two of them, and they can't even reach one percent.

Moreover, Fu's mother was indeed an artist when she was young, which is why Fu Feibai has always been very strange, why Fu's mother would take a fancy to the old man Fu and wonder.

As soon as he said this, Fu Jianming was a little unhappy. He...... Although he doesn't have any artistic cells, he always has an idea inexplicably, that is...... He has a little more artistic cells than his own son, even if it is only a little.

What's more, he also married an artist as his wife! If he didn't understand art at all, and had no artistic cells at all, how could his own wife take a fancy to him?

In this kind of moment when he needs to maintain his dignity, Fu Jianming is not ambiguous at all: "Who doesn't have artistic cells? No matter what, I have married an artist as a wife, what about you! You are just a single dog, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me!"

Fu Feibai didn't expect to return home, his old man who was not satisfied with the old man really couldn't rest for a while, and he had to sprinkle dog food with himself all the time, which was really enough.

Fu Feibai didn't bother to go around in circles, so he simply asked straight to the point: "Are you familiar with the curator of Mr. He's exhibition today?"

"Who?" Fu Jianming originally planned to go on a separate date with Fu's mother today to visit Mr. He's exhibition, but he was temporarily called to a meeting, so he could only wait until tomorrow to go, because Fu Jianming didn't know much about art in the first place, so naturally he didn't know who the curator of Mr. He's exhibition was in advance.

Coincidentally, Fu's mother came out of the kitchen, heard the conversation between father and son, and interjected: "Baibai, are you talking about Lan Lan?"

Fu Feibai's biggest headache for Fu's mother is that Fu's mother always thinks that Fu Feibai is a child, and therefore, even if Fu Feibai is now twenty-four years old and has been an adult for many years, at this age when he is about to run for three, he still calls Fu Feibai's childhood name - Baibai.

"Mom, I've said it many times, I've grown up, don't call me by my name anymore. Fu Feibai said helplessly.

Fu's mother said coquettishly with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry, in vain." I've been called this since I was a child, and I've been used to it. What's more, in your mother's heart, you will always be your mother's precious son......"

Every time Fu Feibai heard Fu Mu say this, he couldn't say anything else.

"That's right, Mom, the Lan Lan you just said ......" Fu Feibai didn't know if the "Lan Lan" in Fu's mother's mouth was the woman he wanted to ask.

"Lan Lan, her surname seems to be very special, I can't remember it for a while......" Fu's mother is used to calling "Lan Lan", and she really can't remember the other party's name all of a sudden.

"Jian Lan. Fu Jianming still knew a little about the "Lan Lan" in his wife's mouth, so he reminded Fu's mother.

"Yes, yes, the surname is Jane, called Jian Lan, Jian Lan. Fu's mother patted her head lightly and said, "I'm really old, and my memory is not as good as before." ”

Hearing Fu's mother say this, Fu Feibai and Fu Jianming's first reaction-

They all said in unison:

"Mom, you're still young!

"Wife, you're still young!

After speaking, the two of them also glanced at each other.

Fu's mother heard the father and son talk like this, so she smiled and said: "You father and son really have a tacit understanding, saying that you are not father and son, who believes it!"

Two voices in unison:

"Who has a tacit understanding with him?!"

"Who has a tacit understanding with him?!"

After saying that, the two of them snorted at each other.

Fu's mother handed Fu Feibai the freshly baked cookies, and then sat down beside him.

Slowly spoke: "Speaking of Lan Lan, I think she is also a very strong woman. She seems to have opened a company with her husband, specializing in art curation. I've seen a few exhibitions curated by Lan Lan, and it's really perfect. If I had been curated by her, I would ...... I probably wouldn't have left the circle so early......"

Hearing that his own wife began to sigh, Fu Jianming hurriedly grabbed his wife's hand and said gently: "My dear, when do you want to hold another exhibition, tell me." I'll help you do it......"

As a shiny light bulb with a large wattage of 100,000 volts next to the Fu family and his wife, Fu Feibai is trying to shrink his sense of existence, and at the same time silently thinking in his heart:

That one is no longer a husband, it should be an ex-husband......