Although Huo Yiheng was naughty with his nanny just now, he was obedient to Huo Jingyan.

So Huo Jing put him to bed in the way he called coaxing his children to go to bed. Xiaoyiheng really went to bed obediently. Of course, part of the reason is that he was really sleepy.

Huo Yiheng is lying on the bed, his eyes are wide open, looking at Huo Jingyan and asking, "Dad, where is mom? Why didn't I come back with you? "

Huo Jingyan had already turned around and planned to leave. Hearing this, he came to the bedside and looked at Huo.

Huo Jingyan explained to Huo Yiheng very patiently: "my mother has nothing to come back today, and she will come to see you some other day."

"Well." Xiaoyiheng closed his eyes and went to sleep after he knew the answer he wanted to know.

A child is a child. His eyes are just closed, but soon there is a sound of even breathing when he is asleep.

Huo Jingyan looks at the sleeping Huo Yiheng, remembers that he just went home earlier today, and sees that Huo Yiheng is playing with the nanny and running. Yiheng looks a lot taller. Usually, his parents don't have much time to take care of him. He is growing up quietly.

Because of many complicated reasons, Huo Yiheng has never really lived with his parents, which is really unfair for a child.

Huo Jingyan suddenly had a strong sense of responsibility, a sense of responsibility as a father.

As Huo Yiheng's father, he has the obligation and responsibility to give him a complete family, so that he can feel his strong maternal and paternal love.

Huo Yiheng should grow up under his mother's and father's eyes, instead of seeing his father and mother once in three days, or less than once in ten and a half days.

This kind of life is too cruel for xiaoyiheng. It will become a pain that he will never wipe off in his growth. It is impossible to save it.

Thinking of these, Huo Jingyan suddenly felt sorry for Huo Yiheng. He was not a good father who was competent and qualified. Huo Jingyan felt that it was really necessary to give Huo Yiheng a complete family. The matter between him and ye Zixuan should be settled soon, which could be regarded as more obstacles and could not stop him.

Huo Jingyan went back to Huo's manor and dropped his mobile phone on the car, but he didn't find it. Now all his mobile phones are missed calls, showing the same phone, friends of his police station.

Not long ago, the police forensics asked his assistant, "by the way, Liu, did you send out the inspection report you sent in the morning?"

Xiao Liu, an assistant, heard this and replied to the forensic doctor, "Oh, that report, I sent it out. It's a pity that it seems that it's not a murderer and I'm not sure." the assistant thought of the report he handed out and sighed for the result of the test. The result of the experiment showed that it's not a single person, and we can't find the murderer again.

"What? You fool! " After hearing that, the forensics was shocked and angry.

Liu, an assistant, felt puzzled in the face of the sudden fury of the forensic doctor. He scratched his head and asked, "what's wrong?"

The medical examiner was angry and laughed at him. "Of course not! I said that I still have this report on my desk. It turned out that you took it wrong! This is the test report of the sample that was sent this morning! "

Xiao Liu, an assistant of the medical examiner, was stunned and didn't know what to do What should I do... "

The forensics shook the report in his hand, and then said sadly, "do you think you young people can do something more reliable, more stable and flustered all day long?"

Xiao Liu, an assistant, was ashamed to hear what the forensics said. He did not dare to contradict, but stood there and looked at him.

The coroner then said, "now that everything has happened, what else can we do? Of course, to remedy it! "

Liu quickly agreed, and kept saying yes.

"The forensics told Xiao Liu," then take this report to someone and call them to revise it quickly. "

"But it's so late now," said Liu.

The forensics said seriously, "I have to modify it. Do you know that if our mistakes in work cause irreparable losses to other people's cases, our guilt will be great"

Xiao Liu, the assistant, listened to the forensics, and dare not continue to think about the possible bad consequences of his own mistakes. Hurry to follow the forensics' words Take that report and call someone.

This little Liu happened to be Huo Jingyan's friend in the police station, and the wrong report was just a comparison between the hair on the reassuring clothes and Ji Haochuan's hair.

However, at this time, Huo Jingyan's mobile phone was left in his car in his manor, and he could not get such an important news at all.

Obviously, Liu made a lot of calls, but Huo didn't answer.

In the evening, after Huo Jingyan coaxed Huo to sleep, he went downstairs to the living room to sit down and watched TV with Li Ailin.

Li Ailin, sitting on the sofa, looked at Huo Jingyan and asked, "what are you busy with these days? If I don't call, I'll never come back. "

Huo replied casually, "there are many things in the company recently, and they are busy."

Huo Jingyan didn't say anything about Ji Haochuan. First, he thought it was very troublesome to explain it. Then he wanted to say something about Ji Haochuan. According to Li Ailin's personality, he should worry about it again. At that time, he couldn't point out any troublesome things.

Huo didn't have the heart to stay with Li Ailin for too long. After a while, he said that he was tired and wanted to have a rest earlier.

"Then have a good rest." Li Ailin looked at her son's back when he went upstairs. It really looked tired. Compared with the recent company, it's a lot.

Ming Ming's rush these days made Huo Jingyan not have a good rest. He was really tired, but now when he was lying in bed, he couldn't sleep.

My head is full of the phone call I received this afternoon.

As for the comparison of the two samples, it is certain that they are not owned by the same person.

So what's the point of running these days? Huo Jingyan suddenly felt powerless from the bottom of his heart.