"It's really thanks to my words, so how about you make a promise?" Fu Yu turned around, holding the bowl in one hand, raising his orchid finger with the other, and lifting Licheng's chin with his index finger.

Licheng was silent for a few seconds before he slowly spoke, "The slave family is not worthy?" ”

"Huh," Fu Wei glared at him, slowly climbed down from him, and muttered, "Why don't you play cards according to the routine at all?" At this time, you should 'slave family is better than obey'! ”

Another pretending to flirt was actually a real flirtatious failure, Fu Mo stuffed two apples into his mouth, and bit the crisp apple viciously to vent his anger.

Even in 1973, they got along with each other during this time, like friends and above lovers are not full, then Licheng is embarrassed to take the initiative, she can always take the initiative, right? She has been with Licheng no less than ten times, both openly and secretly, but he still looks like he would rather die and refuse unyieldingly.

Licheng looked at her like this, and couldn't help sighing, sitting right and reasoning with her, but when she opened her mouth, it was her familiar scumbag line, "Luo Sheng, we are not people of the same world." I know all the things you've done, but you're a good girl..."

"It's just that I'm a good girl, I deserve better, right?" Fu Wei glanced at him dissatisfied.

What is this dog man talking nonsense, obviously he just likes it and doesn't agree, dragging and hanging and flirting there, if it weren't for the client's fancy to him, she wouldn't want to suffer this grievance and such a twisted man.

Although I can cook and pick fruits, Fu Wei stuffed an apple into my mouth.

"It's good that you know, I was a thief before," Licheng was also a little embarrassed, his eyes opened a little sour, and he had to slurble his words.

He is not a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and now he is almost twenty years old, where can he casually promise other people's girls and harm other people's youth.

"But I think you're pretty good now, you can cook, you're self-motivated, you're serious, and your temper is good..."

"But I used to be a thief," Licheng hurriedly threw down a sentence and hurriedly retracted into the room.

[The road to chasing the husband is long, executor, come on,] 1973 was shocked by Licheng's refusal to adhere to his principle of not knowing what the principle is.

This Licheng person looks very easy to deceive, why is it so axial?

"So how long do I have left in my time?" Fu Hao occupied a whole sofa alone, slumped on it and looked at the flower board speechlessly, still not stopping to send apples to his mouth.

She had lived quite comfortably here in Licheng, and now she almost forgot how long it had been, and she only had a vague impression.

She doesn't seem to pay so much attention to whether the task is completed or not, anyway, she seems to have a premonition that she can't complete it when she is still in the manor, and if she really can't now, she won't be too angry.

[You still have eight months to go, take advantage of it,] or you'll die by then, not only will the time be wasted, but the task will still not be completed.

"Am I trying?" Fu Wei looked at the closed door of Licheng, thinking about whether he should come to a drunken house and ask for responsibility.

I just don't know how much alcohol is in Licheng.

After half a month of her fruitless pursuit of Licheng, Luo's father and Luo's mother's case finally came to an end.

"Don't be too sad, she'll get the punishment she deserves," Licheng stood with her at the door of the police station, looking at the huge police station sign at the gate, and sighed slightly.

While he was surprised that Luo's father and mother would die at the hands of Aunt Jin, he was even more emotional, and Luo's father and mother could endure Aunt Jin's poisonous hands for eighteen years for the sake of their children.

But fortunately, Aunt Jin has now waited for the law to punish her, and the next thing is that it is time for her to atone for her sins.

It's just pity for Fu Hui.

He glanced at Fu Wei, only to see that the tip of her nose was slightly red, but there was no liquid flowing out of the corner of her eye, he slowly approached her left hand in her direction, and touched and held the soft and boneless hand.

"I'm fine," feeling Licheng's initiative, Fu Wei naturally couldn't refuse, "Lend me your hand and give me a little bit to calm down." ”

Fu Mo didn't wait for Licheng to answer, her hand moved in Licheng's big palm, and then the slender finger that was obviously shorter than Licheng's thick and long finger stretched out from his fingers, and as soon as Fu Wei's hand tightened again, the two of them became police fingers interlocked.

[Executor, hello,] 1973 was shocked by Fu Hui's flirtatious and pitiful operation, isn't it good that you can't be sultry and can't fall in love? Why, no matter how it looks at Fu Hui lately, it doesn't look like it can't.

"Isn't it thanks to your good teaching?" Fu Mo restrained the brisk steps brought by the joy in his heart, and walked towards the police station with a much heavier step than usual.

After Aunt Jin arrived at the police station, there was no more resistance in the manor, she seemed to accept her fate, and explained part of the facts one by one.

All she explained was what she did to Luo's father and mother and Xiao Xiao, except for the injection she gave to Fu Xuan, she didn't mention what she had done to Fu Xuan, nor did she mention the fact that Fu Xuan was her daughter.

Fu Wei knew that Aunt Jin was protecting her, if she found out the whole truth, then as the daughter of a murderer, how many white eyes and accusations would she suffer?

Not to mention Fu Fu enjoyed the favor of Luo's father and Luo's mother for eighteen years, even if she is not the initiator, she is just a victim, but the blood flowing in her body is the original sin.

The two walked directly to the office last time, and the first person they saw was actually the police officer Bai.

He was still a little surprised when he saw Fu Yuan, and when he saw Licheng led by Fu Tao again, the surprise on his face was replaced by embarrassment and guilt.

"That's... Wait, our boss will be here soon," he looked at Fu Wei, and couldn't help but sweep his gaze to Licheng's side.

When he finally passed by Licheng's side, he also said in a voice that only three people could hear: "I'm sorry, last time... I'm sorry anyway. ”

Fu Wei watched him run out of the office like a duck, and then raised his eyes to look at Licheng with relief, "Na, as long as you don't steal things in the future, you won't be afraid of them." ”

"Well, I see," Licheng's free hand scratched the tip of her nose again, and then smiled lightly, "I'll make money by opening a store with the big boss in the future." ”

Fu Mo didn't come to the police station as much as she imagined, the most important thing was to retrieve the body of Luo's father and mother, and then bury it properly.

She didn't go to buy a cemetery for Luo's father and Luo's mother, and was going to bury them in a garden built by Luo's father for Luo's mother in the manor.

The client was locked up in the manor for 18 years and didn't know their relatives and relationships, and the funeral was just a simple arrangement, and only she and Licheng participated.

"It's finally over."