Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

If he had done as Sun Rui said, he would probably be dead now.

“What’s the matter?” Captain Zhai’s tone wasn’t very friendly.
After all, who would hide a bag of flour on their body? This brat must have done it on purpose.

“I want to report to you that Sun Rui is suspected of hiring people to commit murder!”

Someone was collecting Sun Rui’s blood when her fingers trembled.
The needle suddenly pierced her palm, and blood gushed out.

The entire private room was dead silent.

…

At this moment, someone ran in.
“Captain, the person in charge of the restaurant is here and wants to see you.”

Although the police could come to do spot checks, it also disturbed normal business operations.
Most importantly, they had even sealed the restaurant but didn’t find anything.
As long as the boss was upright, they would definitely come and ask.

They had really been tricked miserably this time.

“Comfort them first.
I have something to do here!” Captain Zhai’s expression was serious when he heard that there was a report about murder.
How could he have the time to care about the boss?

“I can’t comfort him.”

“Why not? I want him to wait.”

The man leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice.
“I can’t stop the young master of the Xu family from Lingnan.
He’s very impatient.”

Captain Zhai was dumbfounded. What’s been going on recently? Last time, it was the Jing family.
This time, even the Xu family is involved.

***

Fu Chen was still sitting in the car.
Seeing the Xu family enter, he knew that the show was about to start.

But…

There was something else very strange.

“Third Master, I’ve checked.
The bag found on Jiang Ershao is full of flour, not contraband.
Sun Rui planned for a long time and framed them with great fanfare.
It’s impossible for her to bring flour herself.” Shi Fang was stunned.

Fu Chen chuckled.
“Someone else swapped it.”

“There’s still someone behind this?” Shi Fang’s head hurt.
“Third Master, who do you think this person is…”

Fu Chen stared at the hotel’s entrance and rubbed his prayer beads.
“I wonder if Wanwan was frightened?”

Shi Fang was speechless. Other than Miss Song, there’s probably nothing else in your eyes.
But from your expression, you seem to have already guessed it.
Why aren’t you telling me? Do you want to suffocate me to death?