Chapter 88: Find out who the murderer is
Obviously, He Sijia misunderstood what Fu Jinxing meant.
Or rather, Fu Jinxing's reaction is indeed misleading, and he seems to not allow He Sijia to easily mention Zhang Zixin in front of him.
She paused slightly, and smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "I'm sorry, I won't mention it again." ā
With that, Hosgar walked in the direction of the parking lot, as if nothing had happened.
When she returned home, she washed her hands, changed her clothes, and went to do her homework with Jinjin.
In today's kindergartens, a bunch of parent-child homework is assigned almost every day, such as drawing and coloring, doing handicrafts, etc., and occasionally needs the company and assistance of adults.
In the past, she was busy with work, and most of these things were handled by Sister Ping, but He Sijia happened to be free recently, so he volunteered to complete it with Jinjin.
Until dinner, the two of them hid in the room and did not come out, Fu Jinxing wanted to go over and have a look several times, but he held back.
He admits that he doesn't hate Jinjin, and even thinks this little naughty is quite cute.
However, every time he thinks of his existence, it means that He Sijia and Jiang Chengxu have a lingering past, and Fu Jinxing's mood will become complicated again.
"Mr. Fu, wash your hands quickly, you will be able to eat soon."
Sister Ping brought out a dish of fish from the kitchen, and when she saw Fu Jinxing standing at the door of the room, she hurriedly greeted.
"Oh, okay."
Instead of pushing the door in, he turned and left.
When eating dinner, He Sijia seemed a little preoccupied, and talked to her several times, but she was barely perfunctory, and her expression seemed to be a little tired.
"What's wrong?"
Fu Jinxing endured it for a long time, but still asked.
She told the truth: "It hurts, it looks like it's going to crack." ā
I didn't expect even the manual homework in the kindergarten to be so complicated, she stayed with Jinjin for more than an hour, dazzled and had a splitting headache.
Sister Ping was very worried, so she hurriedly poured a cup of hot water and sent it to He Sijia's hand.
Fu Jinxing said in a deep voice: "Go to the hospital immediately." ā
After saying that, he immediately put down his chopsticks and prepared to get up.
Who knows, He Sijia held him down and shook his head: "I just came back from the hospital, I don't want to go again, I just want to sleep." ā
Fu Jinxing squinted his eyes and hugged her up, not caring at all that there were Sister Ping and Jinjin next to him.
However, He Sijia was a little embarrassed, his cheeks became hot, and he refused: "Let me go quickly, I can walk ...... by myself"
He ignored her and sent her straight back to the bedroom.
Sitting at the dining table, Jinjin stuck out his tongue and muttered, "I hate ......"
Sister Ping hurriedly glared at him and whispered, "Jinjin, don't talk nonsense, eat quickly." ā
He Sijia was probably really tired, and as soon as her body touched the soft big bed, she closed her eyes and fell asleep immediately, maybe not even a minute before and after.
Although she fell asleep quickly, she didn't sleep well, and her calves twitched twice.
Fu Jinxing covered her with a quilt, and he didn't feel at ease to leave, so he simply sat down on the single sofa next to him.
There was no light in the bedroom, and with the dim moonlight shining in through the window, he could look at the people on the bed to his heart's content.
The sleeping He Sijia looked unusually quiet and soft, very different from usual.
Fu Jinxing sat there for hours.
In the wee hours of the morning, Hosgar woke up.
When she saw someone sitting next to her, she was a little scared: "Who?" ā
Fu Jinxing lit a wall lamp, then got up and walked to He Sijia's side, still holding a glass of water in his hand: "Thirsty, right?" ā
His tenderness made her a little uncomfortable, and she didn't stretch out her hand for a long time.
"Poison is expensive, and it won't take such a big deal to kill you, so drink it."
Fu Jinxing opened his mouth and said.
That's right.
He Sijia took the glass of water with confidence and boldness, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Don't tell anyone about today's events."
After she finished drinking, Fu Jinxing advised.
She was stunned for a moment, understood, and pouted slightly: "Got it." No wonder you've been staying here, it's because you're afraid that I'll tell you about your family affairs, don't worry, I'm not a broken-mouthed woman. ā
The glimmer of gratitude that originally rose in my heart has also disappeared at this moment.
Fu Jinxing was stunned and speechless.
He was afraid that she would be uncomfortable, so he stayed by his side, not to gag her.
Forget it, too lazy to explain.
The two of them were thinking about each other, and Fu Jinxing's mobile phone suddenly rang.
He picked it up and looked at it, but he was stunned.
In response to the saying, you can't talk about everything, what do you want-
Before going home, Fu Jinxing also thought that Zhang Zixin hadn't contacted him for a while, who knows, this is the call.
The distance between the two people was very close, and He Sijia only had to look forward a little and saw the word "Zixin" on the mobile phone screen.
She didn't know why she let out a sneer, it was completely subconscious.
Fu Jin walked to the window and went to answer the phone.
He only whispered a few words, so He Sijia couldn't deduce the conversation between him and Zhang Zixin.
Putting down the phone, Fu Jinxing said as he walked out: "I'll go out, if you don't feel well, call me." ā
He Sijia casually continued, "And then? Will you be right back? ā
He paused slightly, turned his head and replied, "I'll ask Assistant Cao to take you to the hospital." ā
She let out an "oh", stroked her hair, waved her hand at Fu Jinxing, and smiled charmingly: "Goodbye." ā
This time, his expression was stunned, and his eyebrows tightened a little bit.
Until the place where he met Zhang Zixin, Fu Jinxing's mood was very delicate.
He thought that if He Sijia was a little coquettish or had a temper tantrum just now, and he was not allowed to go out, so that he had to stay with him, maybe he would agree.
But she didn't, and happily said goodbye to him.
This made Fu Jinxing more and more angry the more he thought about it.
When Zhang Zixin arrived, she saw Fu Jinxing sitting there with a pale face, and her heart trembled, and she suddenly had a premonition that something was wrong.
Could it be that he has ......
She stubbornly walked over and said as casually as she could, "Have you waited for a long time?" The way back to the city was a little blocked, and as you know, I've been filming in the crew recently, and I've been so busy all day long that I can't get out. ā
Fu Jinxing looked up at Zhang Zixin, expressionless: "Really?" Since time is precious, what do you want to talk about when you ask me to meet today? ā
Since the last time they were injured and hyped, the two of them have obviously drifted apart a lot.
"I heard you went to Nanping? You're so generous, you took her to her ex-boyfriend's wedding, there were no accidents, right? I heard that Miss Meng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, when she was in college before, there were boys chasing her, but when she didn't catch her, they went to chase other girls, but as soon as the two of them were together, she was unhappy, and she made a big fuss. ā
Zhang Zixin held his cheek with one hand and said with interest.
Fu Jinxing also seemed to be interested: "Oh, is it? I really can't see it, but she is a famous daughter, and that Miss Meng seems to be too delicate and willful. ā
She beckoned and ordered an avocado milkshake.
"Who knows? Maybe those eldest ladies are like this, super possessive, if you can't get it, you'd rather ruin it. Hey, after all, the matter between He Sijia and Jiang Chengxu can be regarded as a storm in the city, even if she is angry in her heart, it is actually very normal. ā
Zhang Zixin put on his sunglasses again so as not to be recognized by the waiter.
Soon, her drink was served.
Fu Jinxing stared at the milkshake and chuckled: "You don't lose weight?" ā
The two have known each other for so many years, and Zhang Zixin hardly goes on a diet for a day, on the grounds that women in the entertainment industry just need to be thin into pieces of paper.
"I'm going to be indulged once in a while, and I'm glad to see you."
She bit the straw coquettishly, stretched out a hand, and clasped Fu Jinxing's wrist affectionately, wanting to intertwine his ten fingers.
But he didn't give her this chance, but avoided Zhang Zixin's hand and made her pounce.
"Hmm."
Fu Jinxing nodded.
He was a little indifferent, but it seemed to have always been like this, Zhang Zixin's heart kept beating, and after only a few sips of drink, she excused herself to leave.
Fu Jinxing didn't keep it, and as soon as Zhang Zixin left, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Meiwei's phone directly.
"Mr. Liu, I want to see you immediately, please go to a store on this side of Zhongshan Road, I'll wait for you."
He told Liu Meiwei the address.
Half an hour later, Liu Meiwei hurried in.
Although she was full of doubts, she didn't dare to refuse Fu Jinxing, so she had to put aside the matter at hand and come to his appointment immediately.
"You may be seated."
Fu Jinxing pointed to the position opposite him, Zhang Zixin was also sitting there just now, and he deliberately didn't let the waiter take away the cup she had drunk.
Liu Meiwei looked at the half cup of drink on the table, and there was a lipstick mark on the wall of the cup, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"Alright."
He reached out and nudged her to sit down.
Liu Meiwei had no choice but to sit down.
Without waiting for her to come back to her senses, Fu Jinxing looked directly into Liu Meiwei's eyes with a sharp gaze, and asked bluntly: "What benefits did Zhang Zixin give you, and you would actually help her do this kind of thing?" ā
She was unprepared and stunned.
Fu Jinxing's observation has always been outstanding, and he can almost conclude that Liu Meiwei must know something, and it is related to Zhang Zixin.
"IāI don't...... I really don't! ā
A few seconds later, Liu Meiwei was anxious, and she kept explaining: "Mr. Fu, I'...... I was just...... I just wanted to work with her studio too much, and she was getting more and more valuable, and I sent someone to talk to me a few times, but I couldn't get the contract, so I ......"
Fu Jinxing interrupted her words and shouted coldly: "So you will help her kill someone?" ā
Liu Meiwei's face turned pale, and when she reacted, she immediately shook her head like a rattle: "What killing?" I don't know, Mr. Fu, you can't wronged me! ā
In a hurry, her voice was a little loud, but fortunately there were no other guests around, otherwise she would definitely attract attention.
"Dress."
Looking at her expression full of panic and incomprehension, Fu Jinxing's thin lips spit out slightly and said two words.
Immediately afterwards, he saw Liu Meiwei's body shake, as if she couldn't sit still.
"My wife's dress."
Seeing this, Fu Jinxing knew that he had guessed correctly, and he added.