blogombal Chapter 124 The Feminized Husband
Chapter 124 The Feminized Husband
"He's just one of them." He Shang didn't fall for it and exposed Ye Zhiyu's lies, "Do you think I'm the traitor next door?"
You can tell him anything.
What if he was that fool Zhou Jingsheng?
Ye Zhiyu didn't know about the emotional entanglement between He Shang and Zhou Jingsheng. She only knew that He Shang seemed to know her "fiancé".
"Oh, so many people dissected him?" Ye Zhiyu's voice was lazy, and she didn't sound like she was talking about her fiancé, but more like she was talking about someone who had nothing to do with her.
He Shang was very surprised.
"We value him, shouldn't you..." feel relieved?
If it were the original owner, thinking that Qin Zhiyu was dead, she would definitely be grateful that the police paid attention to Qin Zhiyu.
But Ye Zhiyu knew that Qin Zhiyu was not dead.
Then, the corpse that the top leaders attached so much importance to must be the person who played a key role in the case that Qin Zhiyu helped.
"I am very happy, thank you."
"..."
You don't look that happy.
He Shang even had a feeling that Ye Zhiyu was being sarcastic to him.
He Shangyong looked at her in condemnation.
No matter how he winked at Ye Zhiyu, Ye Zhiyu could ignore the demands in his eyes.
It can be said that Ye Zhiyu is very thick-skinned.
As long as He Shang is not mad enough to death, he will continue to be mad at him.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. I just want to know, what do you want to do to him?" He Shang brought the topic back to the forensic doctor. His eyes revealed a message. He wanted to know what Ye Zhiyu said to the forensic doctor.
What do you want to do to the forensic doctor?
"I want his life." Ye Zhiyu rolled her eyes. "Curiosity kills the cat. I suggest you don't ask too much about things that are not related to the case."
It's no good for him.
It is easy to kill people.
When Ye Zhiyu said this, his eyes were very serious, not the usual lazy or frivolous look.
This made He Shangxin feel a chill.
He thought of the case that Qin Zhiyu was in charge of before his death. He opened his lips for a long time before uttering a word, "Thank you for your hard work."
Ye Zhiyu: “?”
She didn't know what the other party was thinking, but she didn't refuse the hard work.
Then, the two fell silent.
After sending Ye Zhiyu out of the police station, He Shang said to Ye Zhiyu: "I will contact you when I find the other party, or at the old place?"
"Yeah." Ye Zhiyu stopped, "You won't take me back?"
He Shang: "...You left so quickly, I thought you had other plans."
Hearing this, Ye Zhiyu looked him up and down, saying nothing, yet it seemed as if he had said everything.
He Shang glanced at her and said, "Get in the car."
What kind of look was that? Was it to question his ability to investigate, his physical strength, or his intelligence?
Ye Zhiyu gave him a perfunctory smile like SpongeBob SquarePants.
Because of Ye Zhiyu's evil behavior, He Shang felt choked and uncomfortable all the way, and he was still angry until Ye Zhiyu got off the car.
"Ye Zhiyu!"
He rolled down the window and called out to Ye Zhiyu who was outside the car.
Ye Zhiyu stopped and looked back.
"You idiot!" After saying that, he quickly raised his middle finger to Ye Zhiyu, and then started the car as fast as possible.
Ye Zhiyu: “?” No, is he sick?
Fortunately, she is not the kind of person who holds a grudge, otherwise, she will definitely puncture his tires someday!
snort!
It was already afternoon when Ye Zhiyu returned to the overpass.
There were only two people buying roasted sweet potatoes in front of her stall, and the people in the queue had long disappeared.
She came to Ashan Ge and touched Ashan Ge's shoulder with her hand, "How is business recently?"
Hearing Ye Zhiyu's voice, Ashan stopped roasting sweet potatoes.
"Zhi Yu, you're back?" Brother A Shan raised his honest smile and greeted Ye Zhi Yu.
Ye Zhiyu nodded.
She sat next to Brother Ashan, took a roasted sweet potato and started peeling it, "Are there many people these two days?"
"There are more people who tell fortunes, and those who roast sweet potatoes maintain about 70 or 80 a day."
As he said that, Ah Shan was about to take out his wallet to give to Ye Zhiyu, but Ye Zhiyu held him back and said, "The cost is 500 yuan, and the booth fee is 1,500 yuan. Just give me 2,000 yuan."
The original owner's horoscope is the same as Ye Zhiyu's, even the time is exactly the same.
This Bazi is the least suitable for doing business.
The reason she didn't pay compensation was only because of Ashan's presence, and she could draw a wealth-gathering formation for herself. Otherwise, she would have lost all her bitter tea seeds.
Once Ashan buys her things and gives her 1,500 yuan per month for the stall, his roasted sweet potatoes will become more and more popular.
Ah Shan didn't quite understand Ye Zhiyu's inner thoughts. All he could think about was that Ye Zhiyu asked him to pay for the stall...
"I...I can't do it. I'm not suitable for doing business..."
Ashan subconsciously refused.
He had set up stalls before, but he had failed every time and was left with a lot of debts.
"My stall is in a prime Feng Shui location. Are you sure you want to miss this opportunity?" Ye Zhiyu asked Ashan.
The news from the dealer has to wait for some time. If Ashan goes out to find another way to make a living now, she will be courting death. It is better for her to make a living at her stall.
This way, she can still earn rent.
Ye Zhiyu's little plans were making a lot of noise.
Ashan was extremely moved by what Ye Zhiyu said.
He thought about his recent stable life and his own life experience, gritted his teeth, and decided to take a gamble.
"Okay!" He took out the money quickly and handed two thousand to Ye Zhiyu.
The income of two thousand made the poor family a little richer, and Ye Zhiyu was almost moved to tears.
When Ashan handed the money to Ye Zhiyu, he felt a breeze blowing, and the stone in his heart seemed to lighten a little.
Ashan frowned, not quite understanding the psychological process just now.
Just as he was about to sit down, two more people came up to him and asked, "How much for two roasted sweet potatoes?"
"Five dollars for one, eight dollars for two, and ten dollars for three."
"That'll take three."
The other party's happiness made Ashan stunned for a moment.
When he asked for the price in the past, many people thought five dollars was too expensive and turned away.
It's rare to meet such a straightforward boss.
Despite his thoughts, Ashan still skillfully helped the other person roast the sweet potatoes, and considerately wrapped them for the other person and gave two tissues for wiping his hands.
Ye Zhiyu was very pleased watching from the side.
Wow, what a good service from the stall owner~
She was the one who held us back before~
"Master Ye?" Just when Ye Zhiyu was stunned, a voice sounded in front of her.
Ye Zhiyu turned and looked at the other person.
Just then, a young woman was standing in front of him. She was holding her daughter's hand and looking at Ye Zhiyu with joy.
It was as if I had seen a savior.
"Hello, do you want a fortune-teller?" Ye Zhiyu didn't want to say it out loud, but his mouth was faster than his brain, so he asked subconsciously.
"May I?"
"can."
"Great! Master Ye, I want to calculate whether my husband is possessed by a female ghost. Not only does he babbles all day long, but he also keeps calling me sister."