Love Affair: Professor's Hard To Please

4Ye Qingxuan did not divulge anything that she knew, but it was not very useful to remove Fu Nuan's suspicion.    2

    

The police officer asked a few more questions, such as whether there were any unusual situations or unusual people that night.    

    

After all, it was very likely that the indiscriminate killer had killed the deceased.    

    

Ye Qingxuan thought about it carefully and shook her head with a frown.    

    

"There is nothing unusual. I was rushing to leave and did not pay too much attention to it. "    

    

After the interrogation ended, the two police officers arranged the transcripts and reported the situation to their superiors.    

    

In the end, there was no evidence to prove that Fu Nuan was the murderer, but there was also no strong evidence to make her escape suspicion.    

    

"Let's stop here today. Mrs. Rong, you can go home now. "    

    

Fu Nuan nodded and stood up from her chair. The two inquiries had gone on for more than two hours and now she only felt dizzy and dizzy.    

    

Rong Yu held his wife in his arms and held her waist tightly with his warm big palm.    

    

"Mrs. Rong, your suspicion has not been removed. Please do not leave this city in the near future. We may need your cooperation at any time. "    

    

"I know. "    

    

The three of them left the Police Station together. Ye Qingxuan saw the man carefully protecting his wife in his arms and a different color appeared in her eyes.    

    

Walking out of the Police Station, Fu Nuan smelled the fresh air outside and her restless heart gradually calmed down.    

    

Lin Tong opened the car door and just as the woman was about to get into the car, Ye Qingxuan walked up from behind.    

    

She smiled apologetically and her pretty face had the word 'sorry' written on it.    

    

"Prof. Fu, I originally wanted to help you, but it was so close. . . I was unable to help. I'm really sorry. "    

    

Fu Nuan shook her head.    

    

"You are only speaking the truth. This is already the best help to me. "    

    

What Ye Qingxuan said to the police just now, every sentence was the truth. She could not possibly help him make false accusations, right?    

    

Rong Yu saw that she looked tired and carried her into the car without any explanation. He nodded at Ye Qingxuan and signaled for her to get into the car.    

    

Ye Qingxuan stood where she was and watched the car gradually disappear from her sight. She did not move for a long time.    

    

. . .    

    

When they returned home, the car stopped at the entrance of the villa and Fu Nuan was still in a daze.    

    

She had never thought that she would enter the Police Station under such circumstances. Furthermore. . . It was because of Jiang Yucheng.    

    

Although his entanglement disgusted her, he was still a living person after all.    

    

Rong Yu saw that the woman was in a daze. His slender fingers caressed her brows.    

    

"We're home. "    

    

The woman then put away her thoughts and looked at the familiar and warm home. Her taut strings relaxed a little.    

    

No matter what happened, as long as she returned here, with Rong Yu by her side, she would be able to feel at ease.    

    

She opened the car door and wanted to get out of the car. She accidentally tripped on her feet. Seeing that she was about to fall, Rong Yu quickly held her up.    

    

"I'm so preoccupied. "    

    

He lifted her horizontally. There was helplessness and worry between his brows.    

    

Fu Nuan had always shyly kissed and hugged him at the door, but at this moment, she took the initiative to hook his neck and buried her head in his arms.    

    

A man's broad shoulders and warm embrace. And that familiar aura that made her incomparably at ease made her unwilling to leave.    

    

Rong Yu carried his wife back to the bedroom and placed her on the large bed.    

    

Seeing her delicate eyebrows tightly knitted together, he sat by the bed and gently stroked her with his fingers.    

    

"Scared?"    

    

His voice was low and soft, seemingly containing a sense of helplessness.    

    

Although he did mind Jiang Yucheng pestering her in the middle of the night, his heart still ached more.    

    

He had been listed as the suspect and had been sent to ask questions. . .    

    

She looked very calm on the surface, but she was more or less afraid in her heart.    

    

Fu Nuan subconsciously shook her head. Under the man's thorough gaze, she still 'revealed her true form'.    

    

"A little, but. . . More of it was shock and did not recover from it. "    

    

She opened her arms and looked at him with a pitiful look as if she was begging for a hug.    

    

Rong Yu slowly wrapped his arms around her waist and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.    

    

"Don't be afraid, it will pass. "    

    

Leaning in Rong Yu's arms, all of Fu Nuan's terrible emotions were blocked outside.    

    

After she calmed down, Rong Yu's calm voice came.    

    

"What happened last night?"    

    

Fu Nuan was silent. After a moment, she let out a long breath.    

    

"I don't know. He didn't let me go. When Uncle Lee came, he taught him a lesson, but he was fine at that time. Nothing happened. . . Later on, I don't know who he met. "    

    

Under such circumstances, it was reasonable for her to be listed as the suspect.    

    

"Don't worry, the truth will come out"    

    

He gently stroked her hair, his eyes full of love and comfort.    

    

The woman gently nodded, her heart still shrouded in a layer of haze.    

    

If she couldn't catch the real murderer in a day, then she wouldn't be able to clear her name.    

    

. . .    

    

Half an hour later, she recovered her spirit. She kissed Rong Yu's chin on her own accord and then went to the bathroom.    

    

The bathtub that was filled with hot water was steaming hot, and the steaming steam made the bathroom filled with smoke.    

    

Fu Nuan lay in the bathtub, leaning tiredly on the pillow and slowly closing her eyes.    

    

Although she did not see Jiang Yucheng's corpse with her own eyes, the impact of his sudden death, coupled with Ann Zhu's vivid description, made her feel as if she saw it with her own eyes.    

    

A living person, who was still entangled with her the previous night, turned into a corpse the next day, and even lost both his legs. . .    

    

She seemed to see Jiang Yucheng's bloodshot eyes and. . . An incomplete corpse.    

    

What kind of person would kill him?    

    

Was it a premeditated revenge, or a random indiscriminate murder?    

    

Fu Nuan could not think of anything.    

    

She had not been in contact with Jiang Yucheng for so many years. How was his interpersonal relationship? Did he have any enmity with anyone? She was not clear about all these.    

    

So, how could she find this cruel murderer?    

    

Empty, confused. . .    

    

The woman fell into deep thought and did not realize that she had been in the bathroom for a long time.    

    

It was only when she heard a sound that she woke up from a dream. She stared blankly at the bathroom door that was heavily pushed open by the man.    

    

What's wrong?    

    

She saw the outline of Rong Yu in the mist.    

    

He gradually approached, and the expression on his face became clearer and clearer.    

    

"Why didn't you answer?"    

    

Rong Yu ignored the water stains on her body and forcefully pushed her into his embrace.    

    

Fu Nuan looked confused. Answer?    

    

"I. . . I didn't hear it. "    

    

Did he just call her?    

    

The man stared straight at her. The nervousness and sharpness in his eyes gradually faded, and they became somewhat cold.    

    

"I'm sorry for making you worry. . . "    

    

Fu Nuan took the initiative to hook his neck and kiss the corner of his mouth as compensation.    

    

"I was wondering who killed Jiang Yucheng and used such a method. Don't worry, I will not let my imagination run wild. . . "    

    

Rong Yu wrapped the woman with a towel and carried her out of the bathroom. He then wiped the water off her body.    

    

When he was about to put on the clothes for her, Fu Nuan laughed helplessly.    

    

"Prof. Rong, I am not a child. . . "    

    

"You are a child. "    

    

He would not take good care of his own child. Although he looked strong on the surface, he was actually a soft and sensitive child in his heart.