Yafu raised her eyebrows and looked at the man wearing a green armed uniform, with a very meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth.

Yafu recognized that it was the uniform of a special forces soldier. And the handsome and majestic clothes seemed to be made for him innately, but wasn't he a special forces soldier? How could he do the police?

No matter how confused he was, Yafu didn't think much about it. What he did had to do with her. Thinking of Tong Yafu angrily walked towards the bathroom in her ten-centimeter high heels.

Shan Aochi glanced at the bar and found Tong Yafu's figure. He looked at her back and gave a wink to the police officer behind him.

A policeman quickly stepped forward and blocked Yafu's way. "Miss, please show your ID card and cooperate with the inspection."

Yafu stopped, her face was slightly red, and she glanced at the serious policeman with her misty eyes and released a million volts of electric current.

"Brother, this is my ID card and please check it. In addition, I have neither banned items, nor prostitution, nor prostitution. Can I go to the bathroom first? I really..." Tong Yafu said with a smile, looking like you know, and her beautiful and surprising face made the policeman dizzy.

Shan Aochi was slightly stunned when he heard Tong Yafu's voice, feeling that the voice and the back were familiar. He frowned and walked to the woman, raised his hand to take the ID card from the policeman's hand.

"Tong Yafu..." The sound of gritting teeth slowly spit out from her thin lips, and it was not difficult to hear the anger in the sound.

Yafu turned around with a smile, looking at him in a fitted uniform, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "Long time no see... husband." With a slightly sarcastic words, she came into Dan Aochi's ears.

It was indeed a long time no see. Her husband married her for two years and left her at home for two years. He would still remember her, which really made her feel ecstatic!

Shan Aochi narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and looked at the woman in front of him, feeling a little disbelief. Is she really the obedient and well-behaved woman he married home two years ago?

If it weren't for the name on the ID card, if it weren't for her unique voice, even if he saw her on the road, he would definitely not recognize this woman as his wife who had been married to her for two years.

Damn, his sharp eyes turned and he looked at the pitifully few cool clothes on her, and he became even more angry. Damn... She was so poor that she had no money to buy a complete piece of clothing, right? She had to dress like a street girl.
Chapter completed!