Zhou Wenshu's private residence is a high-end apartment, with a large flat floor of more than 300 square meters, named Anyuan.

The house was large, but he was the only one who lived there.

Chu Mi had a fever.

She was carried home by Zhou Wenshu, and now she was lying on the sofa with a ruddy face and drowsy, muttering: "Uncle Zhou..."

Chu Mi was in a trance, and saw Zhou Wenshu making ginger tea in the half-open kitchen, and his expression was extremely serious.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing a slender and powerful arm, the whole person was broad-shouldered and thin-waisted, with a thick back, and his gestures were full of elegance and the smell of male hormones.

After a while, Zhou Wenshu brought steaming ginger tea and told him indifferently: "Drink it." ”

Chu Mi frowned slightly when he smelled the smell of ginger tea, and refused again and again: "It's not delicious, I want to drink." ”

Zhou Wenshu: "You have a fever and still want to drink?" ”

Chu Mi's face was red, but she really looked a little drunk, she tilted her head and her long black hair fell down, and asked Zhou Wenshu, "Does Mimi have a fever?" ”

Because she had a cold and a bit nasal, it sounded more like she was complaining.

Zhou Wenshu was patient, and softened his voice as if he was taking care of his daughter: "If you don't want to get up tomorrow, drink it." ”

Chu Mi's consciousness was half bright and half dim, and he didn't forget to tease: "If you don't drink it, is it a work injury?" How does Uncle Zhou plan to compensate me? ”

Zhou Wenshu was speechless for a while.

The corners of Chu Mi's mouth were slightly hooked, her smile was like a bewitching red rose, her eyes were amazed, and she sneezed and said, "What's the use of just drinking ginger tea?" If you have a cold, it's better to exercise more and sweat, I don't know... Would Uncle Zhou be willing to help me? ”

The real meaning of her words is invitation.

The lights in the room shone on Zhou Wenshu's straight and broad shoulders, and his height advantage shrouded half of her body.

In the dark shadows, Chu Mi caught a glimpse of a hunting frenzy in Zhou Wenshu's eyes, he was like an elegant lion, calmly waiting for her to voluntarily fall into the trap in the dark.

It seems like she might not really be able to play with him.

Scheming and unfathomable, no one can really peek into his heart.

The night is ambiguous.

Sweating.

Zhou Wenshu will not let Chu Mi catch a cold and affect the progress of tomorrow's investigation.

He needed her sense of smell.

..

Floor covers.

Everything happened too suddenly last night, and Chu Mi didn't have time to visit Zhou Wenshu's home.

When she got up this morning, Chu Mi felt that her cold was much better, and she took advantage of Zhou Wenshu to take a bath and wander around the messy room.

In Chu Mi's memory, she had only known Zhou Wenshu for three months, and these three short months gave her a fixed impression of him.

Calmness, sanity, asceticism, compassion, Buddha nature.

So when Chu Mi saw many animal corpses that had been brutally dissected on the desk, he was shocked.

This kind of dissecting behavior really doesn't match Zhou Wenshu's image of a cold Buddha.

Although it is normal to dissect anything as a medical examiner, the...

Since Chu Mi graduated from university, he has never practiced dissection with various small animals in private, and with Zhou Wenshu's superb skills in the forensic industry for many years, there is no need to practice techniques at all.

Moreover, these animals have all died recently, indicating that Zhou Wenshu has always had a habit of cruelty.

Chu Mi suddenly felt a chill in his back.

She didn't know what kind of man she was messing with?

Zhou Wenshu was far more mysterious and terrifying than she imagined.

She didn't know anything about his past, his experience, and his love history.

How much courage and confidence did she have in the first place to choose to tie him with her body in a desperate way?

Can she be tethered?

Chu Mi stabilized his mind, took a deep breath, and slowly digested the tragedy in front of him.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

However, she has no way out, even if Zhou Wenshu is a cliff and an abyss, she has to set herself on fire.

She only wants to take her enemies to hell with her, regardless of the consequences.

When Chu Mi left from his desk, he accidentally knocked over a photo frame.

She subconsciously picked it up, only to find that it was a photo of a little girl.

It's about six or seven years old.

looks very delicate and beautiful, and there is a little bit like Zhou Wenshu on his facial features?

Chu Mi was shocked.

A bad thought immediately drilled into my head.

Could this be...

According to age, Zhou Wenshu is now thirty-six years old, and it is normal to have a daughter who is less than ten years old.

In fact, no matter how old he is, how old she is, he can be half her father.

She can accept being a mistress because she never cares about ethics, but she doesn't want to be a stepmother.

Chu Mi couldn't help it, and rushed directly into the bathroom to take the photo and question Zhou Wenshu, "Who is she?" ”