Chapter 844

The next day was another sunny day.

"Yunting, didn't you go out today? I asked a beautician to do beauty. Will you send me?"

Xia Xi knocked on the door of the study and flirted with Fu Yunting.

Yesterday, the man accompanied her all day and was very gentle to her.

She thought her relationship with him was slowly easing, and men would soon be obedient to themselves.

"Sorry, Lingling. I have some business to deal with later. Let the driver take you."

Fu Yunting bent his lips and remained gentle to Xia Xi.

"Well, all right."

Xiaxi kissed him on his side face, "husband, don't be too tired, I'll go."

"OK."

As soon as they left, Fu Yunting's smile narrowed, stretched out a paper towel and vigorously wiped the place touched by Xia Xi. The color of disgust flashed in his eyes.

When he got up, he opened the door of his study and walked towards the children's room.

In the children's room, Lanmei and Aunt Li are changing diapers for the little guy.

Aunt Li, with a loving face, waited on xiaodouding with quick hands and feet.

Fu Yunting stood at the door and looked at her quietly with a cold face.

"Ah, Yunting, why are you standing at the door without saying a word? It scared me."

Lanmei inadvertently sees Fu Yunting standing at the door and is angry.

Fu Yunting smiled, "Mom, did you scare me? I have something to do with Aunt Li."

Aunt Li was stunned and looked at Fu Yunting suspiciously. When she touched his inky eyes, her heart suddenly clicked.

The feeling of yesterday came again.

Mr. looked at himself unfriendly.

What's the matter?

Aunt Li nervously followed Fu Yunting to the study.

"Aunt Li, help me close the door."

Fu Yunting stood at the window, copied his pockets with both hands and looked at Aunt Li coldly.

"Yes, sir."

Aunt Li's heart beat violently. I don't know what Fu Yunting wants to do.

Did you find anything?

Aunt Li closed the door. Her old face turned white and looked back at Fu Yunting. "What can I do for you, sir?"

silence!

The quiet needle in the room can be heard.

Fu Yunting did not speak, but stared at Aunt Li with deep eyes.

The eyes as deep as an ancient well send out a chill, which makes people's scalp numb.

Aunt Li's forehead unknowingly exuded sweat, and this silent suffering stretched her nerves to the extreme.

Finally, Fu Yunting made a noise.

"Aunt Li, my wife, where is the real Xia Ling now?"

In a word, Aunt Li trembled and almost knelt down.

Sure enough, sir found out the truth!

What should she do?

Aunt Li's old face was as white as a piece of paper and trembled. "Sir, madam is not..."

"Think about it and call back."

The cold voice showed a silent sense of oppression.

Aunt Li shook violently and knelt down uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, sir. I don't know. I really don't know where my wife is."

Mr. is not a fool. Since he would ask her like this, I think he must have found a clue.

Up to now, she can't hide it.

Only confess to him and strive for his leniency.

"You don't know where your wife is? What do you know?"

Fu Yunting, with a calm face, looked down at the trembling woman kneeling on the ground and asked.

"Sir, I only know that the woman in the villa is fake. She caught my son and grandson and asked me to obey her and cooperate with her."

Aunt Li burst into tears. "Sir, I know I deserve to die, but I really can't help it. It's my own son and grandson. I can't watch them have an accident."