Hearing Xia Ling's coquettish words, Fu Yunting was amused. "Do you mean to go out for a walk?"

"Uh huh." Xia Ling's eyes were bright and nodded hard.

"Ask the baby in your stomach. He thinks it's OK, and so am I."

Fu Yunting's eyes turned to Xia Ling's belly and slightly raised his eyebrows.

Xia Ling turned her big eyes, looked down at her lower abdomen, stroked her lower abdomen and said, "baby, mom takes you out to breathe. Do you have a problem? Ah! No problem? OK, I'll tell your father now."

Xia Ling looked at Fu Yunting, "husband, I asked, and the baby said he had no problem."

Fu Yunting lost his smile and spoiled the smooth skin on her face.

"OK, after dinner, I'll take you to a place."

Her fetal appearance is stable. It shouldn't be a big problem to go out for a walk.

Of course, this time he would never let her leave alone.

"Really? Husband, it's very kind of you."

Xia Ling looked at Fu Yunting with a smile.

"Oh, no matter how good I am, I can't help the colorful world outside."

"Hey, honey, why are you jealous with an empty object? ANN, in my heart, you are my favorite man."

“......”

They were talking and laughing, and the door knocked. Aunt Li came in and asked them to eat.

Fu Yunting nodded, took away Xia Ling's blanket and prepared to carry him downstairs.

"Oh, husband, I can go by myself. Don't hold it." Xia Ling hurriedly refused.

"No, I'm not sure."

"I'm not a three-year-old. I'll be careful, really."

Xia Ling's heart is sweet, but her body really doesn't matter. Her husband is too small to make a big deal.

Fu Yunting was speechless and was about to continue to hold her when his mobile phone rang.

"Husband, your phone rings."

Xia Ling stood up from the sofa and said to Aunt Li at the door, "Aunt Li, help me."

"Yes, madam."

Aunt Li smiled at the loving couple and went to hold Xia Ling.

"Husband, you answer the phone first. Aunt Li and I went downstairs to have dinner with my mother. Come down quickly."

Xia Ling smiled at Fu Yunting and motioned Aunt Li to go quickly.

Fu Yunting hooked his lips and felt soft in his heart.

He took out his mobile phone and took a look. He saw that it was Jiang Lingfeng's call.

"Ling Feng."

"Yunting, there's some bad news. The prison car that just escorted Cheng Rongjiu exploded on the way. The car rushed out of the guardrail and fell off the cliff. Cheng Rongjiu died."

A word made Fu Yunting's face sink.

"How could this happen?"

"The details are not clear. This is the news just released by the police."

Jiang Lingfeng's words made Fu Yunting frown, "Lingfeng, is Cheng Rongjiu really dead?"

Cheng Rongjiu made a mistake and couldn't escape death in the end.

If he really fell off the cliff and died, he was to blame.

But what if it's just his way out of the shell?

"Yunting, I understand your worry. It's really a little strange. Don't worry, I'll let someone check it."

"OK, thanks."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yunting looked a little dignified. After thinking about it, he dialed his assistant who had returned overseas.

"John, where is Ji Linhan?"

"I didn't care about her life and death after I sent her abroad. What's the matter?"

"Help me find out where she is now."

"OK."

Don't be what he thinks.

I hope someone didn't pick them up behind their back.