My Lovely Wife is a Forensic Doctor

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Wen Zeyu. He is very clear about the past of my sister and brother-in-law. You must know that he used to run errands for my sister-in-law."

Obviously, the expected effect has been achieved, and Yin Anran, who smiled brilliantly, did not forget to make up for the sinister knife.

God knows how much she hates Wen Zeyu who has been between her and Qin Jinhuan.

Three years ago, if it were not for the ill-intentioned Wen Zeyu to persuade Qin Jinhuan to send her abroad for further study, she would not have been separated from her dear brother-in-law for such a long time, and it would be impossible for Mu Yu to take advantage of the opportunity to enter and occupy the Qin family. The name of the young lady.

If Mu Yu can lose his trust in Wen Zeyu, a small blow to Wen Zeyu will be a happy thing for her.

Here, Mu Yu stared at the skirt in his hand and didn't say anything for a long time. Yin Anran's phrase "My sister likes the white slim-fit dress the most" was whirling in his ear.

White, self-cultivation, and long dress, all correspond to it.

"Miss Mu, don't be sad, get used to it slowly, I guess you will receive a lot of gifts that my sister likes in the future." As if to tell a big joke, Yin Anran said, pretending to chuckle.

Mu Yu, who was still secretly hurting herself, looked at her smug smile, suddenly realized that she was talking and was making people pick up jokes, and quickly took a deep breath to adjust her emotions. After a little thought, she looked at Yin Anran and said aloud.

"Miss Yin also likes white dresses?"

Yin Anran realized that he was wearing a white long skirt in his woolen coat, and he subconsciously tucked the placket, and replied with a guilty conscience: "Yes, I am influenced by my sister, and I also like white long skirts."

"Could it be that the skirt on you was also given by Ahuan?"

"is it not OK?"

Mu Yu had seen through her slightly flushed face and smiled disapprovingly: "Did you find that Ahuan was jealous of buying me a skirt, so I hurriedly bought one, and deliberately came to provoke that this is your sister's favorite type?"

"Hey! This is the type my sister likes. You are purely deceiving yourself to think so."

"This unconvincing statement is not convincing. Ahuan gave me a gift to show that he has me in his heart. This is the most important thing."

"Have you in my heart?" Yin Anran sneered, "Do you think my brother-in-law really has you in his heart? Some of his heart has always been my sister."

"For example?" Mu Yu felt angry in Yin Anran's heart, and Mu Yu's mood improved a lot, and he sat down on the side of the bed with a smile.

Yin Anran paused, and asked slantingly, "Have you been to a movie with my brother-in-law?"

"Seen."

"It must be a horror movie? I will buy you popcorn and plum juice, right?"

"Yes, I like these."

Yin Anran sneered: "It's not you like it, but my sister likes it. My brother-in-law should have bought you KFC French fries and egg tarts? This is also what my sister likes."

Without waiting for Mu Yu to speak out, she continued, "My sister is still red-green-blind and can't tell the traffic lights. So every time she crosses the road, she will be very nervous. Her brother-in-law will carefully hold her hand to protect her from the past. If you cross the road with my brother-in-law, he will also hold your hand? That's also a habit formed because of my sister."

"What else can show Ahuan's affection for your sister? Let's talk about it together." Mu Yu asked with a smile.

Unexpectedly, she could laugh. This surprised Yin Anran. After thinking about it for a while, she continued: "My brother-in-law never touched coriander before, because my sister liked it, he accepted coriander. My brother-in-law used to go to bed early and wake up early. , I became a night owl under the influence of my sister. Before, my brother-in-law..."

"Presumably you also like watching horror movies, like eating popcorn and drinking plum juice?" Mu Yu interrupted her suddenly.

"Uh... yes, it was also influenced by my sister."

"Affected by her, like to go to KFC, like to eat coriander, is also a night owl?"

"Yes." Because I said earlier that I was affected by my sister, Yin Anran could only bite the bullet and respond, feeling that Mu Yu would continue to ask questions, and she suddenly felt anxious in her heart.

"Miss Yin is 36D, right?"

Seeing that Mu Yu did not continue to question, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Mu Yu's cup. The cup was obviously smaller than herself. She straightened out proudly: "Yes, 36D."

"Your sister should be 36D too."

"This, I don't remember this. When my sister died, I was less than eleven." Yin Anran's eyes flickered, but it was fleeting.

"I know, your sister is 36D."

"Oh? How did you know? My brother-in-law told you?"

"No, you told me."

Yin Anran was very surprised: "Me? When did I say this to you? I only said that I was 36D."

"Because your sister is 36D, so you are 36D."

"That's because our genetics are the same."

"I mean, because your sister is 36D, so you let yourself'grow' to 36D."

"What do you mean by this?" Yin Anran asked back, feeling uneasy.

Mu Yu smiled and shook his head, showing a touch of sympathy: "It's not easy to imitate my sister so hard for so many years, and even go for plastic surgery."

Yin Anran's twinkling eyes blinked, and she forced a justified retort: ​​"Why do you say that I deliberately imitated my sister and got plastic surgery? Is it necessary for me to imitate her? The sisters were born from the same mother and look alike. Is it normal to have the same living habits?"

When Mu Yu said this, he only wanted to stimulate Yin Anran and add blockage. He unexpectedly discovered the anxiety and guilty conscience hidden in Yin Anran's eyes. He suddenly realized that he might be on the right side. He was very surprised. He still felt a little sympathy. Yin Anran's lack of her in his eyes made her sympathy disappear instantly.

After a few seconds, she deliberately glanced at the skirt in her hand, then glanced at the skirt on Yin Anran's body, and asked quietly, "Is it normal for sisters of the same mother to like the same type of things?"

"of course!"

"So you like your brother-in-law too?"

"Uh...Yes, I like my brother-in-law very much." Yin Anran was caught off guard by Mu Yu's sudden question. After a short pause for two seconds, she chose to admit it generously.

Anyway, sooner or later she will find a chance to have a showdown with Mu Yu.

Yin Anran’s blatant remarks made Mu Yu even more disgusted, sneered and teased: “I used to hear people say,'My sister-in-law’s fart. The stock is half of my brother-in-law', I still don’t believe that there will be such a shameless little sister in the world. I finally saw it today.”

She felt that to fight against people like Yin Anran who didn't talk about shame, the basic moral qualities must be temporarily put aside. When it is vulgar, it must be vulgar.

Yin Anran dismissed her teasing and abuse, instead she spoke provocatively: "I like my brother-in-law, and I am willing to leave half of my bed to my brother-in-law. What's the fuss? If you don't understand, You can leave my brother-in-law."

"Why can't I be used to it? Why should I leave him? You are kind to "lighten the burden" for me." After a pause, Mu Yu slowed down his mockery, "It stands to reason that Ahuan met you such a good sister-in-law. It’s a shit luck, but it’s a pity that he is a peculiar exception. He’s an exception, hey, hey, he has let you down. I really wronged you."

She said this to test Yin Anran's reaction, because she didn't know the extent of the relationship between Qin Jinhuan and Yin Anran.She really hoped that the fact that they had a leg was only her own malicious speculation, but she didn't know that her unintentional temptation had poke Yin Anran's sore spot.

Here, Yin Anran pointed to her nose in anger and cursed: "How do you know that my brother-in-law is an exception to the incomprehensibility? When I was intimate with him, you didn't know which corner it was."

Mu Yu instantly saw the clues and couldn't help but secretly joy, especially her anger turned into anger, which made her more happy.

Suddenly thinking of the "Little Dudu" she found in the lounge the day before yesterday, she resisted the urge to laugh and said sarcastically: "When you two get together, you can't even dismantle "Little Dudu", right? Tsk tsk tsk, it's Passion Four. Shoot."

Realizing that Mu Yu had seen through his Xiao Jiujiu, Yin Anran's face suddenly turned black.Originally, she wanted to pick up a joke in Muyu, but she didn’t want to become a joke. At this time, she couldn’t stay in this small lounge anymore, and said bitterly, "What's so good about? You will always have to Living in the shadow of my sister", then walked away.

As soon as Yin Anran left, Mu Yu put away his smile, and when he looked at the skirt on the bed, his eyes were full of disgust.

Although at this time she knew that Yin Anran and Qin Jinhuan were only wishful thinking between Yin Anran and Qin Jinhuan, but Yin Anran's persistence still made her unhappy.What's more, Qin Jinhuan’s feelings for Yin Jinghuan are clearly there-Yin Anran said about Yin Jinghuan's relevance, she really felt it in Qin Jinhuan, although Yin Jinghuan has been dead for ten years, but at this time Still stuck in her throat like a fishbone, making her feel uncomfortable.

To be honest, today Qin Jinhuan sent snacks and accompany dinners, and at the end, there were gifts to be given. Although she was surprised, she still couldn't help being touched, but she was moved by Yin Anran's so much trouble. The intention is gone.

Turning to see the white dress on the bed that she liked very much, thinking of Yin Anran's words, she became more and more angry, and the more she wanted to get angry.

Finally, she took out the scalpel that she was carrying as a self-defense "weapon" from her bag and was about to "operate" on the white skirt. When she was about to start, she was attracted by the golden yellow in her hand.

Hey, how did her scalpel change from silver to gold?!

After seeing her name engraved on the knife, she remembered that this was one of the gifts Qin Jinhuan gave her at Christmas.

She can't remember where she threw that set of scalpels. How could a knife appear in her bag?

She opened her bag and searched it carefully, only to find that the silver knife Xin Yihan had given her was missing. She immediately guessed that Qin Jinhuan had done a good job, so she became angry and put the skirt into the box again. Later, she took the scalpel and ran out of the lounge angrily, preparing to settle accounts with Qin Jinhuan.

After leaving the lounge, she remembered that she didn't know where Qin Jinhuan was, and was about to call him when the door of the office was suddenly kicked open.