Chapter 583

Pei Qingle and Gu Linhan looked at each other.

I don't know which news is more important.

Xiaomi and Wu Yao? She thought that the two people would not have any chance to meet again, but Wu Yao even brought millet to the moon.

As for the progress, Pei Qingle sighed: "this is really not easy to investigate. As time goes by, there were no witnesses at that time, unless Lu Wenhua is stupid now and admits in public."

Speaking of this matter, Pei Qingle is helpless and helpless. If the crime of the murderer is not clear, she will never have enough confidence when facing Gu Linhan's family.

"Don't think about it. Since Lu Wenhua has done it, he will certainly leave evidence." Gu Linhan held Pei Qingle's wrist and comforted him in a low voice.

Fan munan took a look at the two men. In his impression, Gu Linhan never made any high sounding guarantee or comfort.

But now, under such circumstances, it is really not in line with Gu Linhan's character to be able to say these words. It seems that this woman is really staying at the top of his heart.

"By the way, do Wu Yao and Xiaomi come often?" Pei Qingle asked tentatively.

"Only once. What's the matter?" Fan munan asked.

"It's OK. I think too much." Pei Qingle laughed and didn't continue the topic.

After three people finished their meal, it was almost nine o'clock. The little guy helped fan munan upgrade two grades. Fan munan was happy and decided to study new dishes in the evening.

On the car, Pei Qingle couldn't help asking: "have you ever thought about letting the little guy study this aspect?"

A six-year-old child, hand speed is so fast, will develop their own games, how to look is a genius.

Gu Linhan looks at the sleepy little guy lying on Pei Qingle's legs. For a moment, his eyes are full of father's love: "he is still young and has a big heart to play, and I don't want to force him to do anything. If he likes, he will study by himself, as long as he is happy."

"Do you always think that the best thing is to give the little guy freedom?" Pei Qingle asked with her head askew, her hand gently stroking on the little guy's head.

"Well." Gu Linhan nodded without hesitation, which was his consistent idea.

Pei Qingle nodded, and did not say anything for a while, but kept looking back and forth between father and son.

"What's the matter?" Taking advantage of the red light, Gu Linhan grabs Pei Qingle's hand and puts it on his leg.

Warm big hand wrapped with delicate small hand, Pei Qingle with a smile and sighed: "nothing, just now the brain is in a mess, think a lot."

I wonder why Gu Linhan cares about the freedom of the little guy. Was he not free when he was a child?

What's more, the little guy sometimes feels very insecure, and confirms again and again whether her sister still remembers him. Does this make Gu Linhan give too much freedom to the little guy and make him feel that he doesn't pay attention to himself?

Finally, Lin Meishu once mentioned that she had never participated in her son's childhood, so she felt very guilty.

So how did Gu Linhan spend his childhood?

"When I was a child, I used to scribble with a paintbrush. I often made the walls and vases look ugly. Once again, he drew on my father's favorite painting and calligraphy. He hid himself in the study and was sulking for a long time Pei Qingle said these memories, eyes filled with happiness, and then, she tentatively asked: "how about you? How was your childhood? "

After asking, she can clearly feel Gu Linhan holding her hand stiff for a moment, Pei Qingle's heart sank, and guessed there must be something in it.

But Gu Linhan didn't seem to want to say more, and his expression was not cold or light: "nothing, most of the time I study, the rest of the time is with Wu Yao and fan munan."

Pei Qingle saw that he was not very interested, so he changed the topic: "by the way, Wu Yao and Xiaomi, they should be ok?"

"What do you want?" Gu Lin asked with a smile.

"It's better not to have anything." Pei Qingle only wanted to think more.

After returning home, Pei Qingle did not see Lu Wenhua, and there was no one passing by his room.

At this time, Lu Wenhua was in the private room of a newly opened upscale bar in the new district. On his left and right, there were women in revealing but sexy beauty, and Feng Youquan was sitting in the middle of the sofa.

This is a good man who is called a beloved wife by the outside world. At this time, he has a woman in his left and right arms. He kisses her here and pecks at him there. He looks disgusted with his obscene smile.

Lu Wenhua sneered in his heart that the old man was almost cheated. He really thought it was true love.

Feng asked his wife to take all his activities with him.

However, after several disappointments, Lu Wenhua began to investigate. He found that Feng Youquan was famous for playing in a new city besides Macao. However, the reason why he still had to give his wife face was that half of his family property was due to the support of his wife's family.His father-in-law is famous for his violent temper and doting on his daughter. If he is found eating out of the house, he will never have to go back to Macao for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Lu, this is a good place! It's so much better than the places I went to a few days ago Feng Youquan opened his mouth and revealed the appearance of the upstarts.

"It's mine. It's all my fault. Come on, I'll punish myself three times!" Lu Wenhua said without hesitation, picked up the glass and immediately dried three.

"Well, a happy man, I like it!" Feng Youquan laughed.

Lu Wenhua went on to say, "I've arranged all the rooms upstairs. Then I'll say that we've drunk too much. My wife won't ask anything."

Feng Youquan held out his finger and pointed to Lu Wenhua: "Mr. Lu, as early as I saw you, I knew that you and I were the same kind of people! But I'm sure I won't stay here this evening. I'll take your advice

Lu Wenhua looks the same: "I didn't think about it, or is it my wife that matters most? Then you have fun here!"

Although he said so, he felt that this guy was so cautious that he didn't even dare to sleep outside in order not to fall asleep.

Lu Wenhua murmured in his heart. He was not the same kind of person as this kind of counsellor.

"Mr. Lu, I don't talk nonsense. I know what you're thinking. I'm just playing for fun. I still need to make it clear." Feng Youquan pinched the woman's face on his left, looked at the other side's painful red eyes and laughed.

"You say, I listen!"

Although Lu Wenhua's face was smiling, his heart was suddenly seized.