Although Fu Zhihuan withdrew his hand, Wen Ruan's back shoulder still leaned lightly on his chest because of the inertia of staggering a few steps just now.
The fiery temperature spread from the joint where the skins of the two touched, making Wen Ruan's cheeks slightly flushed.
hateful.
This deadly hormone.
"Stand still?"
"!"
Of course you can't stand still.
Wen Ruan raised his head and looked at Fu Zhihuan, his eyes were watery, he looked like he was enduring the pain, and by the way he pretended to be limping and said: "...I seem to have sprained my foot. I can't stand at all!"
Fu Zhihuan frowned subtly and imperceptibly: "Really?"
Wen Ruan nodded like a rattle: "Yes, it hurts so much."
The human traffickers at the side realized that the situation was not good, so they looked at each other, then slapped their buttocks and stood up, ready to sneak.
Wen Ruan keenly caught their movements with peripheral vision.
want to run
How could I let you run away
She put away the tender and aggrieved expression on her face, straightened her back, took two quick steps forward, and grabbed the clothes corner of the trafficker closest to her.
Then, without mercy, he kicked him on the tailbone.
"crunch"
The sound of sprained joints resounded extremely crisply.
The onlookers "hissed" in unison.
It hurts just to look at it.
Wen Ruan resisted the man's back with his knees, and knelt down on him, pinching the back of his neck with one hand, and spit out a series of rich sentences in an arrogant tone:
"What are you running for!"
"Who are you calling a high school student!"
"Who stole the tuition and ran out to play!"
"Who the hell is taking the train to meet your online dating boyfriend!"
"Destroy my reputation!"
"Today, if I don't push you to the police station and cry and wipe your nose in front of the people's police three times, I'll write your name upside down! You will bully the little girl and violate social morality!"
"..."
In the middle of scolding, Wen Ruan suddenly felt that a cold gaze swept across her back, like a knife stuck to her back.
Wen Ruan turned his head stiffly.
With his hands in his pockets, Fu Zhihuan stood lazily leaning on the pillar. The words "I'll see how you act" were written all over his face, and then his eyes glanced at Wen Ruan's ankles with some amusement.
Sprained foot
"..." Wen Ruan was desperate.
Passers-by who had been watching had already called the police, and enthusiastic crowds helped to block the remaining two accomplices who were about to escape.
After the police arrived, they packed the three traffickers into the car, and took Wen Ruan and Fu Zhihuan to the police station to make notes as a matter of routine.
A policeman finished the on-site investigation, looked up and saw Fu Zhihuan beside him, and was immediately amused: "What a coincidence, Mr. Fu, why are you here? Are you on a business trip to Tongcheng?"
Fu Zhihuan fastened the cuffs he loosened just now, and nodded lightly: "Yes."
Someone asked a lot: "Hey, Xiao Li, do you know this person?"
The little policeman nodded, laughed, and raised his tone slightly: "Haven't you heard of it? This is the youngest prosecutor in our Jiangcheng Procuratorate."
Prosecutor
Wen Ruan turned to look at Fu Zhihuan.
And the surname is Fu, could it be...
After Fu Zhihuan got into the car, Wen Ruan pulled the sleeve of the policeman just now, and asked in a low voice: "The Mr. Fu you mentioned...is his name Fu Lu?"
She remembered that her cheap fiancé was called by this name.
The little policeman was at a loss: "Who is Fu Lu? The name of Mr. Fu just now is Fu Zhihuan."
call.
Wen Ruan breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately not!
How could Fu Ershao be half as handsome as this pheromone-exploding handsome boy! !
In the police car.
The car drove for about five minutes.
The atmosphere is surprisingly quiet.
Wen Ruan sat obediently in the back seat of the car, put her hands on her knees, and took a peek at the big Buddha next to her from the corner of her eye from time to time.
But Fu Zhihuan didn't seem to pay attention to Wen Ruan at all.
At this moment, he frowned slightly, raised his left hand, and pinched his brow bone gently. Browsing the contents of the ipad at hand with a focused expression, it seems to be work-related files.
The phone vibrated—
[Fu Mingheng]: Zhihuan, I heard that the eldest lady of the Wen family was your fiancée last night. She packed up her things and ran away from home. Probably because of her engagement to you.
[Fu Mingheng]: It seems that you really made him very angry.
Fu Zhihuan glanced at the text message, his eyelids twitched, then his eyes turned slightly, and his eyes glanced at Wen Ruan who was beside him.
Then, it happened to meet her gaze.
Wen Ruan, like a little rabbit who was sneak peeking at the bag, sat up straight in panic and turned her head, and coughed while pretending to be calm.
"..."
Because Fu Zhihuan had business to deal with tomorrow, he booked a train ticket and hurried back to Jiangcheng. But he didn't expect that when he got out of the car, he bumped into his nominal fiancee.
It turned out that she ran away from home.
And according to the reaction, she doesn't know herself yet.
[Fu Zhihuan]: Well, I know.
[Fu Mingheng]: But Wen Fengchen is famous for his precious daughter, maybe if Wen Ruan makes such a fuss for a few more days, it is really possible to break up the engagement.
[Fu Mingheng]: But I guess, she will run home after a few hardships outside.
Fu Zhihuan glanced at Fu Mingheng's message.
He didn't pay too much attention to this matter, because no matter what the family's attitude was, the dissolution of the engagement was beyond doubt for him.
In Fu Zhihuan's plan, there was no task of playing around with a delicate young lady.
After finishing the police record, the two of them won't have much to do.
And Wen Ruan next to him panicked.
This may be one of the few bottlenecks she has encountered in her life.
My love is sitting next to her, exuding deadly hormones all over her body, and even with that bit of aura of keeping strangers away, her charm index is constantly increasing.
And Wen Ruan, as a woman of the era who had read a lot of romance novels, was unable to start her own strategy plan.
Especially in the case of pretending to be weak and being exposed.
Just when Wen Ruan was at a loss, he suddenly heard Fu Zhihuan answering the phone beside him.
Although she couldn't hear what was said on the other end of the receiver, she was still able to capture the content very clearly from Fu Zhihuan's answer.
"Well, I'm back."
"Go again tomorrow, and I will go to the police station later. Are you on duty today?"
"It's okay, it's not a big problem."
—It should be talking about going to the police station.
"I'm in the process of choosing. I'm asking for more details, mainly to take care of Simon. I can include board and lodging, but the premise is that I can't go to the room on the second floor."
"Okay, please pay more attention to the matter of domestic workers."
—It seems to be looking for a nanny.
Wen Ruan pricked up her ears, and in order to be able to listen more conveniently, she moved a little bit away from Fu Zhihuan, leaned her head, and tried to eavesdrop without leaving any traces.
Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes and keenly caught Wen Ruan's very obvious little movement. He raised his brow lightly, but didn't reveal it.
But at this moment, the driver suddenly braked.
Wen Ruan was already leaning towards Fu Zhihuan with his head propped up, but at this moment, due to inertia, his whole body rushed to the side, and his forehead was about to hit the glass window.
"Snapped"
Fu Zhihuan raised his hand and held Wen Ruan's forehead, allowing her to find her center of gravity.
He half-closed his eyes, hung up the phone, and tapped his chin in Wen Ruan's direction, with a half-smile in his tone: "Eavesdropping?"
A slightly cold palm gently held Wen Ruan's forehead, but it failed to cool down the temperature of her cheek.
The posture of the two of them seemed a bit ambiguous for a moment, especially when Wen Ruan fell forward, her hand subconsciously supported Fu Zhihuan's leg, and her fingertips still pressed a little of her pants.
Wen Ruan's girlish heart was suddenly smashed.
This brother is amazing!
She thought about it.
It was very difficult to screen out rental housing in Jiangcheng, and he hadn't come out in time, and he didn't do a good job of consulting in this regard in advance.
Although it is said that Qin Sushan can borrow to live at Qin Sushan's house, she was originally a migrant worker and only rented a small rental house.
It's a bit embarrassing to trouble her so much.
So Wen Ruan straightened up quickly, looked up into Fu Zhihuan's eyes, and asked very sincerely: "Are you looking for a nanny?"
Fu Zhihuan glanced at her quietly, with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes, but finally nodded lightly without denying it.
Fu Zhihuan was indeed looking for a domestic worker.
Recently, a friend of his had an accident while working, and he was still lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital.
The friend was a single father with a son who was just five years old.
None of the other relatives wanted to take over to take care of the child. They were worried that the child would stay in their own home if they couldn't wake up.
Therefore, Fu Zhihuan planned to take the child back to take care of him for a period of time.
However, as a prosecutor, he was busy with work, and it was almost late at night when he returned home. Worried about neglecting the child, I thought of asking a nanny for help.
but-
What kind of trick is this young lady trying to play
"What a coincidence."
Wen Ruan's tone was sincere, and the lie came out of his mouth: "To be honest, I have worked part-time as a domestic worker for three years, and I have a very rich resume. I am honest and hardworking, meticulous and non-sticky. I can definitely meet your requirements. Just let me stay in your house for rent, and I will pay the rent!"
"You can write that I will do the housework on the rental contract, and I have absolutely no complaints!"
"..."
The passage flows so smoothly that it doesn't even tie a knot.
Rich experience
Upright
Been a domestic worker for three years
Fu Zhihuan glanced at the young lady in front of her who grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth and whose servants could fill a floor in rows.
"..."
Pretty good at making up.
Fu Zhihuan didn't expose her poor acting skills, but was quite interested in watching her perform the trick: "Why should I help you?"
This sentence stopped Wen Ruan from asking, she thought for a while.
That's right, after all, normal people nowadays would go to a regular housekeeping company to bring an excellent employee home, so how could they just pick one up on the main road.
Wen Ruan racked her brains and decided to make up a tragic life experience for herself.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L L Count on me to come out and work."
"I came to Jiangcheng alone to work hard, penniless and helpless. If you hadn't helped me, I would have been abducted by human traffickers! Besides, I have never been in the world and have a simple mind, not to mention being weak and sick since I was a child. If I met bad people, I would be completely Helpless!!!”
A wonderful speech.
In addition, Wen Ruan was crying, and there was some aggrieved tone in the tears. And coughing a few times from time to time, seems to want to confirm the fact that she is weak and sick.
"..."
A performance with great attention to detail.
Fu Zhihuan slowly put away the ipad in his hand, then raised his eyelids, and looked at Wen Ruan without a glance.
Then, he turned his gaze away and scanned her surroundings lightly.
"Hermes red limited suitcase."
"Gucci silk shirt spring special."
"LV Dauphine handbag."
Fu Zhihuan reported the list of brands, then met Wen Ruan's gaze, and said calmly, "If it wasn't for these, it might be quite convincing."
"..." He was so sharp.
But Wen Ruan had already thought of a countermeasure.
"This suitcase is a cheap imitation I bought at the wholesale market near my home! This shirt is a fake fabric that I bought after bargaining with the boss at the mall next door. It's also a fake! And this bag..."
Wen Ruan glanced at her handbag, was silent for a while, then raised her head, looked into Fu Zhihuan's eyes, and said fearlessly: "I bought it for one yuan and five dollars after I bargained for it on Pinxixi. "
"Girls, of course there is vanity! But this does not prevent me from thinking that counterfeit products should be boycotted. I feel very disgusted by my behavior of buying fake products! So I will work hard to change the future! But now there is no The foothold will make my hard-working heart suffer a blow!"
Very unassailable statement.
Even the two little policemen who were driving in front heard these words quietly, and were quite moved by this girl who was full of enthusiasm for work.
Fu Zhihuan was also quite moved: "Reject."
Continue acting
The author has something to say: Don't go home with strangers.
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