Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

However, Ji Ci was kept by Huo Yu, so no matter how you say it, he is not unrelated.

This relationship is very shallow!

Besides, isn't Fu Er still here?

After watching the play, Mr. Fu, with a smile all over his face, called the waiter:

Pour us Director Ji a glass of wine.

Yes, Second Young Master.

Ji Ci frowned, but he didn't refuse after all.

Fu Er also personally handed over the wine:

Director Ji, please.

Very good, the two uncles are all here.

The three stood together, and the people in the banquet hall looked this way frequently.

Now in the circle, almost no one knows the relationship between Director Ji of the Provincial Department and the Huo family's family.

After all, at the banquet at Director Ye's house last time, many people saw and heard it with their own eyes.

Even, there are people who know the inside story are sighing:

Do you know who cut off the land that the Nan family was bound to acquire at the last moment?

Who is it?

Could it be that the Fu family and the Huo family joined forces to intercept Hu, and I don't know what role that Director Ji plays here!

Tut tut.

No way, envy can't come.

As far as the relationship between them is concerned, it is simply a strong alliance, and they are invincible all over the world!

How sensitive is Fu Er's ears?

Listen to all the whispered discussions here, saying, 'The land of the Nan family was cut off by the Fu family and the Huo family? Director Ji got involved too? '

Two uncles, tell me, when did you work together?

Fu Er could hear it, and Huo Yu and Ji Ci naturally heard those discussions too.

It's just, working together?

Is this word used wrongly?

The corner of Huo Yu's mouth twitched.

Ji Ci has already spoken:

What does it matter to me, that piece of land, my meager allowance can't afford it.

Isn't it all done by Mr. Huo and Mr. Fu?

Typical after-the-fact separation!

Huo Yu couldn't help rolling his eyes:

Didn't Director Ji provide the news to Mr. Fu and me?

I just said it casually, but it doesn't count as providing anything.

Ah.

Ji Ci's words are fine.

At that time, it was just a casual sentence.

I really didn't mean it.

Mr. Huo, you and my brother had a great time playing this time.

Don't, this time I'm three, Mr. Fu is seven!

As for who is the best player, Mr. Fu is the one who will never let it go!

Huo Yu, as the current president of the Huo Group, certainly cannot stay here forever:

I'll go and have a look first, Fu Er, you talk to Director Ji.

OK.

Huo Yu just left.

And Ji Ci didn't stay for long, and finished the wine in the glass in one gulp:

gone!

Not even a reason was given.

Someone twitched the corner of his mouth several times before turning around and entering the banquet hall.

As soon as the prince of the Fu family came over, within a few seconds, many people surrounded him.

Second Young Master Fu.

Mr. Fu.

Film Emperor Fu.

It's all toast.

Next to him, the little guy who was obediently following Mr. Huo, saw so many people here were toasting his father. Thinking of his mother's previous advice, the little whirlwind rushed over:

Dad, Mom said you can't drink!

Forehead. . . .

Just, the atmosphere is a little awkward.

Especially a circle of people toasting with wine glasses.

It was someone who really gave the wine glass in his hand to the waiter, and said to the little man:

I don't have to drink, okay?

Only then did the kid nod his head, but he was also very worried:

Daddy hug!

Must follow, see for yourself.

A circle of toasters had no choice but to back away silently.

It's just that many people have various thoughts in their hearts.