Mo Wan stared at the father and son with a menacing expression.
"Fu Lin, what secrets are hidden in your bookcase?" She was a lawyer and was very shrewd.
Fu Lin was speechless. He knew that as long as Fu Ying casually mentioned it, he would be in trouble.
What could there be in his study? He had secretly hidden a few packs of cigarettes!
He had promised Mo Wan to quit smoking, but sometimes, he could only smoke two cigarettes to relieve his headache in the study.
"Honey, there's nothing!" Fu Lin explained to his wife first.
Giving advice to his son wasn't as important as coaxing his wife.
"I bought a small antique previously and gave it to him. He promised me that he would help me with something in the future in exchange." Fu Ying lied for Fu Lin without changing his expression.
