Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

Li Xiaoyu tried to pry his hands apart, but it was no use.

He quickly admitted his mistake, "You said you wouldn't threaten me with death, but you're threatening me again."

Gu Fei looked down on her with her little bit of strength.

He grabbed her neck and pulled her back, then let go and sneered, "Did I say that word?"

The freed woman rubbed her neck with her hands and couldn't help but give him a blank look.

"What's the difference between what you said and a death threat?"

Listening to her frustrated voice, the haze in Gu Fei's heart gradually faded. He said with a cold face, "Then guess what I want to say?"

This is even worth thinking about, "It must be, otherwise you will die."

"No," Gu Fei lowered her voice.

Li Xiaoyu rubbed the back of his neck while looking at Gu Fei's face and found that he looked better than before.

This made her feel strange.

Why does he always seem to be in a good mood after he has scolded me?

Did he live a depressed life before?

With this doubt, she said something iron-clad: "Could it be... otherwise, I will be honored as a mother by my son?"

This sentence successfully made Gu Fei's face darken.

"You can't think of anything else besides that?"

Li Xiaoyu pursed his lips, looked down, and saw that his left index finger was gently rubbing the thumb cap, and he said nonchalantly:

"It's normal for me to feel a little bit of admiration for a handsome man in front of me."

Gu Fei was good at throwing questions to the other party. His eyes narrowed slightly and he said meaningfully: "Are you admiring me?"

Unable to argue with him, Li Xiaoyu didn't want to get himself into trouble.

She said, "I used words like appreciation, but you didn't believe me. I said I had extravagant wishes, but you thought I was a toad wanting to eat swan meat."

"You are quite self-aware," Gu Fei said without comment.

I walked over to the stove and continued to work on it. When I heard these words, they sounded not only like insults but also more like curses.

Li Xiaoyu looked at the man whose lips slightly raised, then he slowly stood up and turned back to his room.

She puffed her cheeks slightly and glared at him angrily.

Green tea dog, use me to relieve your emotions. I am a steamed bun, so easy to control.

He looked up at the sky and took a long breath.

Although I am not as strong as him physically and mentally, my life is still in his hands. So it seems that I am easy to control.

After shaking her head and sighing, she continued with what she was doing.

As for Gu Fei, she only hoped that the next six months would pass quickly so that she could send this giant Buddha away sooner.

The most important thing in making Guokui is frying the dough.

The pot-cakes are different in every place, and some have meat added inside. She learned how to make the traditional pot-cakes from her grandfather.

No meat is added, but pepper powder is needed. I don’t have it at home, so I have to go to the city to buy it.

The next day.

She went out early and saw Gu Fei was still sleeping, so she didn't say hello to him.

Do not use lard when frying the puff pastry, as it will solidify.

She went to the oil mill, but found sesame oil was too expensive, so she only bought two taels of rapeseed oil, also known as rapeseed oil.

The small amount of two taels cost her a lot of money.

However, the fried crispy dough with this little bit of oil can make hundreds of Guokui, so it is only a matter of time before you make a profit.

She came into the city mainly to buy these things, and then prepared to leave the city.

Before I reached the city gate, I met the lawyer.

Seeing him slowly walking towards him with a folding fan in his hand, Li Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Such a coincidence?

When the person approached, she nodded slightly and smiled generously: "Master, what a coincidence to meet you here."

The lawyer glanced at the basket on her back, closed his folding fan, and tapped it slowly in his hand. He, who was usually serious, rarely smiled.

"Miss Li, I am waiting for you here."

Li Xiaoyu bit her inner lip lightly, and she knew that he came here for that matter.

Without beating around the bush, he said bluntly, "Master, let me be frank with you. I can't draw a portrait of the murderer."

These days, she has been busy except for selling buns.

She pestered Gu Fei and listened to him talk about the murderer's appearance and his motive for committing the crime.

To be honest, after hearing this, she couldn't imagine what the murderer looked like in this case that had been dormant for twenty years.

She was not a profiler and had never studied criminal investigation. She only relied on her basic sketching skills to draw the portrait of the murderer with the help of Gu Fei last time.

The master was not surprised and nodded.

"I know how difficult this is, Miss Li, let's talk somewhere else."

It was indeed inappropriate to talk about the case on the street, so Li Xiaoyu agreed.

The two went to a teahouse and booked a private room on the second floor where they could see people on the street.

The waiter brought tea and the lawyer personally poured a cup of tea for Li Xiaoyu.

He pushed the teacup in front of the woman, and his usually serious voice now sounded helpless.

"Miss Li, the county magistrate and I both know how difficult this case is. So many years have passed, and only two of the victims are still alive."

Li Xiaoyu took off the tea lid, smelled the rich tea aroma, and picked up the tea bowl and took a small sip.

Watching her drinking tea, the lawyer continued, "Each of them had seen the murderer before. Apart from the same modus operandi, the appearance of the murderer was different for each of them."

"When we first started investigating, we thought it was different people imitating the same method, and as the number of victims increased."

"According to the victim's description and our findings, the murderer used his left hand to kill people, and there was a scar on the back of his left hand. We used this clue to search for him, but the victims pointed out that none of them were the murderer."

Li Xiaoyu had heard about these things from his legal advisor when he was in the yamen.

Putting down the tea bowl, Li Xiaoyu sighed helplessly: "Master, you also know that there are very few clues. How can I draw this?"

Having said that, the lawyer saw that she looked helpless.

After thinking for a moment, he glanced downstairs a few times, his expression even more serious than before, and said to her solemnly: "Miss Li, you can ask the one at home."

Li Xiaoyu frowned slightly, raised his eyes and stared at his master with a firm tone.

"Master, why are you so sure that Gu Fei can do it?"

She did not doubt that the lawyer knew Gu Fei's background. After all, it was the county magistrate who transferred her household registration to Gu Fei's name.

Hearing this, the master took a sip of tea and looked at her with understanding, "Miss Li, in fact, the portrait of the murderer that you drew was drawn under his guidance, right?"

Li Xiaoyu sat upright with her hands folded on the table. She didn't feel there was anything to feel guilty about.

He admitted it openly.

"Have you ever thought about why he could know the murderer's appearance just by describing it in words?"

The lawyer opened his folding fan and shook it slowly.

Li Xiaoyu glanced out the window. It was a cold October day and the wind was blowing, but he was still fanning himself with a folding fan.

Is this the persistence of literati?

He shook his head and said, "I can't think of it."

Her generosity reminded the master of his daughter at home, and he said kindly, "Miss Li, go back and ask him for advice. He can do it."

Li Xiaoyu unconsciously pointed her right arm with her left finger, and after a long time, she nodded.

After drinking the tea in the bowl, she picked up the backpack and prepared to leave. When she reached the door, she paused, bit her lower lip, and turned to look at the master.

He asked in a deep voice: "I want to ask one more thing, what is Gu Fei's origin?"