Chapter 3617 This Forensic Doctor Is a Bit Strange (80)
Sun Zhihao thought about it for a while, "It's just... It's very ordinary, it seems to have a face with a Chinese character, a special square one, I can't remember anything else."
"Oh, by the way, that girl and my wife seem to have a good relationship. When I asked my wife a few times, I saw them standing together."
The national character face has a good relationship with Ding Peixin, but he likes Sun Zhihao...
A beautiful face appeared in Su Qiao's mind.
Sun Zhihao opened his mouth and asked a little nervously, "Is that woman who went to travel really... Really Peixin?"
"Didn't I show it to you before?" When Su Qiao found out that Yi Rong was disguised as Xia Xiaolin's Ding Peixin, he showed Sun Zhihao the photos in the surveillance, and he also indirectly confirmed that the person in the surveillance was probably the same person. His wife Ding Peixin.
"At least the body is Xia Xiaolin, the woman who is pregnant with your child."
Su Qiao looked at him with some sarcasm: "You're pretty good. You managed to drive one crazy, indirectly killed one, and caught up with your own child."
Sun Zhihao's expression suddenly became extremely irritable, and he grabbed his hair with both hands: "I don't want this either."
"But sometimes I'm very upset, and Pei Xin doesn't care about anything every day, just wants to force me to have children, force me to drink those messy Chinese medicines, and always be suspicious, check my mobile phone every day, and call me from time to time. Report the itinerary, I'm not going outside to find something to do, I'm afraid I'll go crazy."
"I really didn't expect her to do this, she... she's really crazy." She went so far as to kill people and mutilated the body with such cruel means.
That was not the Ding Peixin in his impression at all, not the same person he knew at first.
"If you are upset, you can go to see a psychiatrist and let the doctor help you."
"Uninspired, travel around the world and go on wild adventures instead of finding all kinds of women for short-lived thrills."
Su Qiao looked at him mockingly, and the pen in his hand tapped on the table unconsciously.
"In the end, you don't have the so-called moral concept in your bones, and you don't have a sense of family responsibility. You are not suitable for marriage at all."
Sun Zhihao let go, raised his head and smiled bitterly: "You're right, I'm not suitable for marriage."
"I only learned about this slowly after I got married, but I was already married to Pei Xin at the time, and I tried to talk to her about divorce as a joke, but her reaction was very intense, she said that she You will only get married once in a lifetime, and unless she dies, there will be no divorce."
This kind of words can indeed be said in Ding Peixin's situation.
Su Qiao did not doubt.
"All I can say is, don't get married if you're not prepared and don't fully understand yourself and the other person."
Getting married and wanting to get a divorce is not that simple.
How many murders have occurred because of various problems in the marriage, or the issues of property and child custody involved in the divorce?
The pen in Su Qiao's hand tapped the table slowly and rhythmically, and his black eyes stared at him: "Say more."
"A painter, in addition to talent and interest, must have a broad vision, a broad mind, and a large pattern, so that he can see the most essential things through the surface things, and paint things of value and significance. It is shocking and brings new life insights and experiences to more people.”
"And obviously, you don't have anything other than a little talent and excessive dedication."