Fu Cheng looked calm as he listened to the laughter on his phone.
Human hearts are complicated, one thought is hell, one thought is heaven.
Lin Jiaojiao's end is no wonder others are going to be the ones.
"It seems that we, Han, are always satisfied."
Zhao Qiwei's voice came from the phone, Fu Cheng's eyes moved, and took the file next to him and opened it.
Zhao Qiwei sat on the sofa, but he didn't look at Lin Jiaojiao, but the people he was watching Zhan Lian.
The person who was standing outside the balcony was now coming in, and he was looking at Zhao Qiwei.
The familiar evil spirit curled up at the corner of Zhao Qiwei's mouth, and he returned to the past, as if nothing had happened.
"Since President Han is satisfied, then our President Zhan is left."
"Come on, let's talk about our General Zhan's purpose."
Zhao Qiwei took a sip of cigarette, his arms spread out on the sofa as before, and the ash of cigarettes he clamped at his fingertips slid down with his movements.
"Don't worry, although you Mr. Zhan is my baby's ex-brother-in-law, there is a saying that one day is a couple of couples. Mr. Zhan and our Mr. Han's wife have been married for a year, which is a couple of hundreds of days. Why do you have a relationship with me, Zhao Qiwei?"
“I will definitely treat it fairly.”
"I won't treat differently just because one is an ex and the other is an current employee."
Zhao Qiwei said the last sentence very slowly.
I don’t know whether he was talking about the slow relationship or whether he did it on purpose. The ‘ex-in-law’ and ‘current’ sound heavier than other words.
After he said that, the evil at the corner of his mouth and the eyes hidden behind the smoke filled with an unknown smile.
The living room is quiet.
The people in Zhan Lianshi didn’t speak, and the people in Han Zaixing didn’t speak either.
Lin Jiaojiao didn't smile anymore.
Suddenly there seemed to be no one here, and it was extremely quiet.
Han Zaixing looked at Zhao Qiwei, and then the people in Zhan Lianshi.
Zhao Qiwei knew their purpose, and people from Zhan Lian also knew them.
But they didn't know the purpose of Zhan Lianshi.
Fu Cheng listened to the quietness on his phone, and signed his name in the document and closed the document.
"Tell Zhao Qiwei..."
Suddenly, Zhao Qiwei said.
Fu Cheng stopped his voice and looked at his cell phone.
The phone screen is the call interface, and the call time on it has been displayed for more than two hours.
"On the day of Fairy Mountain, our Mrs. Zhan and Mrs. Han rolled down together, but Mrs. Han didn't know at the time and only thought Mrs. Han fell into the water, so in the police, our Mrs. Han was already a dead person."
"But just now my baby said that Mr. Zhan appeared and saved Mrs. Han. Was Mrs. Han not dead?"
"If I weren't dead, where is Mrs. Han now?"
Zhao Qiwei seemed to be given some advice, looking at Han Zaixing's people as if they were sensible.
Han Zaixing's people did not speak out, but their expressions had already explained everything.
This is indeed a very serious matter.
"This... I'm right?"
Zhao Qiwei sat up, spread his hands, and looked at Han Zaixing and the people from Zhan Lianshi, "Why do you call you Mr. Zhan and ask what's going on?"
"Why did Mrs. Han say that Mrs. Han is also Mr. Han's wife? On the surface, we have to make it clear about the relationship between Mr. Han and Mr. Zhan before. Let us Mr. Han explain it, right?"
It was originally the one who should have asked Zhao Qiwei when Zhan Lian was about to ask them, but now Zhao Qiwei asked them.
Han Zaixing immediately looked at Zhan Lianshi's people.
They really want to know the answers Zhao Qiwei asked.