It was late at night, and the lights downstairs went out one after another.
Song Zhiyao had just finished processing a bunch of reports in the study, stretched out tiredly, and stepped on his slippers back to his room.
She took off her coat and went into the bathroom to take a hot shower.
The water vapor is steamy, the skin is slippery, and there is a faint luster under the light, with white and slender legs, a firm belly, and a straight chest.
After washing, Song Zhiyao wiped his hair with a towel in his hand and walked outside, looking slightly tired.
As soon as I walked to the door, I was about to hang the bath towel on the hook by the door.
However, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the inside of the door frame, which seemed to be stained with a small ball of not very clean things.
She frowned and bent over to look.
On the wooden corner, there is a small yellow mark, the edges are dry, but the middle part still has a slightly sticky luster, looking like ... Some kind of fluid remains.
She subconsciously reached out and touched it.
When you wipe it on the pads of your fingers, it feels a little thick to the touch, not like shampoo or lotion.
She raised her hand and sniffed it lightly on the tip of her nose.
The action froze in an instant.
That smell... A faint fishy smell...
Her eyes slammed, and a nerve in her brain was pulled hard.
She has never really "touched", but as a criminal police captain, she has seen too much evidence analysis and dealt with too many crime scenes.
No matter how unfamiliar it is, it is impossible not to recognize this smell.
Her throat moved lightly, and her fingertips trembled slightly.
That's not lotion.
Not shampoo either.
- That's semen.
Man's semen.
Her cold face instantly turned cold, and a chill rose in her eyes.
The next second, walk out of the bathroom, push open the door, and rush into the bedroom.
Chu Fan lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and slept soundly sideways.
The criminal investigation textbook she put down by her own hand next to his pillow didn't even move the cover.
Her fingers trembled slightly with anger, and her breathing became two beats faster than she could control.
"Chu Fan!"
She shouted in a low voice, her voice cold.
The man on the bed shook and looked at her in a daze with his eyes open, still with a little sluggishness that had just woken up: "... What's wrong? "
"What's wrong, you still have the face to talk about what's wrong?"
Song Zhiyao approached step by step, and the fingertips soaked with semen in his hand were still held in the air.
She stared at him condescendingly, her eyes cold: "Are you in the bathroom... Hit ... Handjob! "
Chu Fan froze in place, his brain "buzzing" and exploded.
He subconsciously thought of his sister-in-law -
Song Zhiyu betrayed him?
Didn't she promise it? Why did it take a while...
A cold mood rushed up from behind.
The blood on his face faded, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he wanted to say something, but he found that his throat was tight.
His lips moved, and in the end he said nothing.
He didn't admit it.
But Song Zhiyao didn't need him to admit it at all.
She is a detective.
A look, a little taste, a pause.
For her, it has long been enough.
"What?"
She spoke coldly, her tone forceful, "You don't plan to admit it until now?" "
Song Zhiyao put his finger in front of the other party:
"That's the proof."
She stared at him with cold eyes.
Chu Fan's heart sank suddenly.
It wasn't my sister-in-law who sued me——
She found it herself.
Only then did he react -
Just now, it may not only be shot on the sister-in-law, but also part of it... accidentally splashed on the edge of the door, and then was discovered by his wife.
Chu Fan opened his mouth, and just wanted to explain, but before he could say a word, he heard her cold tone:
"Chu Fan, you really ... It makes me sick." "
Hearing this, Chu Fan's brain exploded with a "boom".
- Nausea?
This woman actually said he was "disgusting"?
From his rebirth to now, she has never given him a good face, even half a word of gentleness.
He even blamed himself for not being kind to his father-in-law!
Forget it, now... He actually said he was disgusting...
Chu Fan suddenly turned over and sat up, staring at her:
"Am I disgusting?"
He sneered, his voice getting deeper and deeper:
"I, Chu Fan, am the son-in-law recruited by your Song family, a waste in your eyes, and a joke that you, your 'wife', never glance at."
"But I'm also a man."
"A man with bones, blood, fire, and desire!"
"We've been married for three years - don't say let me touch you, even holding hands, you look disgusted."
"I can only close the door and solve it by myself, that most basic physiological reaction is not allowed, now you are good, and you say that I am nauseous?"
He looked at the other party with a sneer, anger in his tone, and his voice became louder and louder:
"Song Zhiyao, are you qualified to dislike me?"
"Since I just came back, you have interrogated me, blamed me, and looked down on me."
"Yes... I, Chu Fan, am a door-to-door son-in-law, but I came to be your husband, not a dog for you. "
"If you really look at me like this - tomorrow morning, the Civil Affairs Bureau will go to me, I am not uncommon!"
As soon as Chu Fan finished speaking, the room was so quiet that he could even hear his breathing.
Song Zhiyao stood there in a daze, his face was blue and white for a while, and his eyes were complicated, as if he didn't expect Chu Fan to be able to resist her, but he still pushed it back so stubbornly.
But before she could speak, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.
"Click."
The bedroom door was pushed open.
Under the dim corridor lights, a familiar figure walked in wearing a silk dressing gown, with long hair slightly disheveled and sleepiness on his face, but he still couldn't hide his gentle style.
——Mother-in-law Shen Rulan.
"What's going on? It's so late, what are you arguing about? "
Before Song Zhiyao could speak, a low cough sounded at the door.
Song Chenglan walked in, his brows furrowed, his face gloomy, his eyes were cold and sharp, and his eyes fell directly on Chu Fan.
"In the middle of the night, there was a lot of noise - what the hell do you want to do?"
Chu Fan did not retreat.
Even if Song Chenglan, the real owner of this house and secretary of the municipal party committee, was in front of him, he replied without changing a word:
"I'm getting a divorce."
Four words, the sound is loud.
Shen Rulan was stunned, and Song Chenglan's face sank on the spot.
"What did you say?"
Song Chenglan stared at Chu Fan coldly, his voice became deeper and deeper, with extreme anger: "You yelled at my house, clamored for divorce in the middle of the night, and alarmed the whole family?" "
He took a step forward, and his anger could not be suppressed at all:
"Chu Fan, I think you forgot what your surname is."
"Who are you from the Song family? Was it our son-in-law who rushed to beg you, or was it you who begged to enter the door in the first place? "
His eyes were compelling, word by word:
"You have been in the Song family for three years, and I didn't ask you to earn family property, I didn't want you to make political achievements, or even do what a man should do - as long as you abide by the rules and don't be ashamed."
"But you can't even learn to 'shut up'?"
His eyes were cold, and his tone was undisguised disappointment:
"If you are really not satisfied with this marriage, I will prepare a divorce agreement for you tomorrow."
"The Song family does not raise waste, nor will they tie a mad dog who can't even speak well and goes crazy at every turn as a decoration at the door."
The words fell, and the whole room was so quiet that it could be heard.
Chu Fan stood in place, his eyes changed instantly.
The chest rises and falls violently, and the knuckles are tense to the point of whiteness.
He looked at Song Chenglan's eyes, and there was no shame, only a coldness that came out of his bones.
After a few seconds, he sneered and didn't argue anymore.
Just spit out a low sentence:
"Okay."
"You don't have to prepare an agreement tomorrow morning - I'll leave now."
He turned around, his movements crisp and neat.
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