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On the second day, Fu Nuan went to school and found out the news — —

The investigation into Zhou's death was published by the police as a suicide.

When this result was revealed, the office started discussing once again.

The Teacher Sun sighed, and said: "Teacher Zhou is still young, why must he be unhappy? Could it be because of love? Or is it that the family pressure is too great? "

"Who knows …" It's great that you've finally become an official teacher. "

Fu Nuan sat on the workshop and had not spoken a word the entire time. He thought about the bottle of folic acid that An Zhu had found when he was tidying up the things left behind yesterday, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was amiss.

How could someone who might be pregnant or preparing for pregnancy suddenly commit suicide?

Fu Nuan opened the drawer absent-mindedly, and saw the exam questions inside. Only then did she remember that she had to hand it over to the Education Bureau for printing.

When they arrived at the entrance of the dean's office, the door was open. Fu Nuan knocked on the door politely and said: "Director Zhao, I've sent over this semester's national literature selection class's exam questions."

At this moment, Zhao Yongqiang was in the midst of reading a book. Upon hearing the sound, he immediately closed the book and lifted his head to take a look.

"Oh, it's the Teacher Fu. It's been hard on you. You should leave the test questions here, I will arrange for people to add them as soon as possible. "

Fu Nuan smiled and nodded, then said: "Then I'll be troubling Director Zhao."

After she finished speaking, she put down the exam questions and was about to leave when she caught sight of the book on Zhao Yongqiang's table. A unique bookmark was revealed in the corner of the book.

She felt it was familiar, so she thought about it carefully. Finally, she remembered where she had seen it before.

When he had just arrived at the Lu City University, he had once seen Zhou Yun with a bookmark in his notebook.

At that time, Fu Nuan felt that this bookmark was different from the others, so he asked Zhou Yun where he bought it.

She remembered that Zhou Yun had said that she had made it herself, and the patterns on it had also been hand-drawn.

But why did the Director Zhao have an identical one?

Zhou Yan and him were basically inseparable. Could it be that …

Fu Nuan casually mentioned this, "Director Zhao, this bookmark of yours is pretty special."

Zhao Yongqiang was slightly surprised, then he smiled and said, "It's just an ordinary bookmark."

As he spoke, he took out the bookmark and put it in his pocket.

This action made Fu Nuan even more curious, he seemed to be deliberately hiding something.

However, this was only her guess. There was no basis for it, so she didn't ask any further and headed back to the office.

Just as he walked to the office entrance, he heard An Zhu's voice. He was extremely agitated.

"Why are all the police doing this nowadays? This is too much! "

Fu Nuan walked to her side and asked: "What's wrong?"

An Zhu said angrily: "Just now, I called Teacher Zhou's family to comfort them. I didn't expect them to tell me that the police had burned the body without their consent. If you want to meet again, your family will not allow it. Tell me, how could you do that! "

Fu Nuan's eyes darkened, he believed that there must be some sort of secret behind this, causing him to believe that he did not know of it.

Otherwise, how could the police not follow the procedure and be in a hurry to dispose of the body?

Was this really just a suicide?

The ringing of the phone brought Fu Nuan, who was deep in thought, back to reality.

It was Chen Yinyin, most likely here to "extort him for his crimes".

These days, he had been busy making up for his previous work schedule, taking out the final exam questions, plus the matter of Zhou Yicheng, he didn't have time to contact her since the present he brought back was still at home.

As expected …

Just as he picked up the phone, he heard Chen Yinyin say in a serious tone: "Fu Nuan, you have never seen a girl before! You didn't know to contact me when I came back from the honeymoon. If I didn't call you, you wouldn't have called me, right? If you marry a handsome husband, you won't remember me.

Fu Nuan knew that she was joking, and had even said these words countless times before, but still hadn't recovered from it.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. There were so many things that happened when I came back from England. That's why I didn't have the time to contact you …"

"Fine, come out and have a meal with me, then you'll be forgiven."

Fu Nuan and Chen Yinyin made an appointment at a Japanese food store near the school. They asked for a private room, and the two ate while chatting.

Chen Yinyin started by gossiping and asked her about the honeymoon.

Fu Nuan lightly said, "That's all … London stayed a few days and then came back early. "

When she said that, Chen Yinyin noticed the expression on her face. When she said "London", she looked as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

Chen Yinyin clicked his tongue twice and shook his head.

"Married a handsome and rich husband, you are beautiful! It's just that I don't know if this kind of man with power, power, and prestige will be that extravagant. "

Without waiting for Fu Nuan to speak, she continued, "But no matter what, he is still better than that scumbag Jiang Guichen!"

Hearing this name, Fu Nuan frowned slightly. "Why did you bring him up …"

"That's true. Such a person, even mentioning him would make my mouth dirty." However, he was not worth mentioning now. After all, he was heavily in debt and no one knew where he could hide. This is probably the retribution of the scumbag. "

"Lots of debt?" Fu Nuan was surprised.

Seeing her surprise, Chen Yinyin said: "I thought you already knew. A while ago, his company went bankrupt and owed him a lot of money. But now, he's run away! You must be careful, I'm worried that he will come and pester you again, and ask for money. "

"How could this be?"

"I heard that a large corporation is suppressing him. How could he withstand it? "I wonder if he has offended someone."

Fu Nuan nodded and did not say a word, and thought: This Jiang emperor really has a lot of enemies.

When they returned home, Rong Yu was still not home.

"Madam, sir has a party tonight and wants you to rest early."

Hearing the servant say so, she lightly replied, "Got it." Then she went back to her room.

Rong Yu was the CEO, and was not as simple as her boss teaching her.

Lying on the bed, he thought about what Chen Yinyin had said in the afternoon — —

He didn't know if such a CEO would be too flowery.

Fu Nuan could not help but think: At a social gathering, there should also be women, right?

The woman shook her head and told herself not to think too much about it. She turned over and closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

During the night, when he was sleeping soundly, Fu Nuan felt someone hugging her from behind. In his half dream, he felt someone kissing her cheek.

It was Rong Yu who came back, she knew.

The woman murmured, "What are you doing …"

Rong Yu did not stop, he continued to kiss her, causing her face to itch, he became more clear-headed.

The aroma of the wine entered Fu Nuan's nose. She frowned slightly and pushed Rong Yu away.

"Stop messing around, hurry up and take a bath, the smell of alcohol is all over your body …"

Rong Yu chuckled and said in a low voice: "Alright, help me wash this."

Before the woman could react, the man picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.

This completely awakened Fu Nuan as he said in embarrassment and anger, "Put me down!"

In the bathroom, Rong Yu put her down and held her hand as he held onto the first button of his shirt, "Mrs. Rong, I'll be troubling you next."

The instant her fingers touched his buttons, she felt like she was electrocuted. She wanted to retract her hand, but her hand was held tightly by his warm big palm.

She raised her gaze to meet the man's slightly naughty gaze.

He guided her hands from top to bottom, unbuttoning them one by one …