MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated-Chapter 241 242: Zhao Zhen came to the door

  Chapter 241 242: Zhao Zhen came to the door

  A group of rich young masters with an average age of 20 years old, even when they were in high school, they had never tasted the pain of being invited by their parents.

  Now——.

  But Fu Xiting caught him straight and told them to invite parents. This is really unacceptable.

  Jiangyi's office building was originally a single-family villa in the city, and once the gate was closed, there was no dispute with the world.

  Even if the wall is not high enough to get out, these second generation ancestors probably don't have the guts to yell at Fu Xiting.

   After all, this person is in the capital, and many people are afraid of him.

  No matter what the reason is, as long as they offend Fu Xiting, they will definitely be beaten when they go home.

   "Secretary Fang, we are not children."

Fang Chi made a fool of himself, and stretched out his hand to grab the back of the boy's neck: "Yeah, you're not children anymore, are you all smart enough to do things? You disturbed my wife, don't you think my husband has stripped your skin?" .”

   What Fu Xiting dislikes the most is the incompetent and arrogant second-generation ancestors of the wealthy family who drag them out like two hundred and fifty thousand to blow up the streets all day long.

   With chicken feathers on his head, he shouted for freedom in life, but in fact he didn't even have living expenses without his parents.

  Going to the street to beg for rice, others are afraid of being infected with stupidity.

   "Secretary Fang, we are passing by, passing by."

  Fang Chi grabbed the man by the back of the neck and threw it on the ground, the man fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

   "Passing by?"

   "A passer-by is coming from the yard? In this case, break your legs and climb out!"

  Everyone: ...

  Why is Fu Xiting famous like a ghost in the capital?

  Everyone in the capital knows about this.

  When Fu Xiting first entered the shopping malls in his early years, there were many wealthy ladies in the capital who wanted to use their family connections to acquire this person.

  Someone wanted to crush him, or in other words, wanted to see how the person on the top of the mountain fell off the altar.

  So, he used some tricks to send a woman to his side.

  Fu Xiting was not in a hurry. He sat on the chair as firmly as Mount Tai and had someone wipe it off. After finishing the work, he lifted the woman's chin and asked her, "What do you want to do?"

  The woman is enchanting and graceful, hooking Fu Xiting's neck and exhaling like blue, the smell of rouge and powder crept into Fu Xiting's nostrils: "I want to sleep with you."

It stands to reason that an old flower should hate this kind of woman, wishing to push her away immediately, but today Fu Xiting didn't do that, instead he put his arms around the woman's waist and spoke to him in a charming voice: "It's not impossible to let you|sleep, tell the truth about the process and results, and I will satisfy your request."

   "Really?" The woman tilted her head and looked at him with unbelievable eyes.

  Fu Xiting nodded: "I never lie to women, let alone a beautiful woman like you."

  So the woman told Fu Xiting all about the incident, from who was bribed by her to what medicine and wine she took?

   end to whom?

   Seduce who?

   They all said it in one go.

  She originally thought that after telling Fu Xiting everything, she would be able to enjoy the gentle treatment of this multi-alpine flower as she wished.

   As everyone knows.

In just a second, the hand that fell on her waist was raised and landed on her neck. The man grabbed her neck and stood up from the chair, staring at her like King Yama: "Want to defile me? You Does it match?"

  On the other end of the surveillance, the young masters of this group of wealthy families watched as Fu Xiting abruptly sent this woman into the intensive care unit.

  Since then, there has been a rumor in the capital that although Fu Xiting was born in a wealthy family, he has a lot of hooliganism and banditry in his bones.

   Is that enough?

  No, no, no, he took the recording monitor and used the tricks on the names one by one. Only a few escaped, and the family paid a lot of money to buy them.

  Since then, the word Fu Xiting has been like a curse in the capital.

   It can only be seen from a distance, not played with.

  Now, the old things repeat themselves, it is impossible not to be afraid.

  In the yard, a group of wealthy young men kneeled tremblingly and prostrated themselves in a ball at Fang Chi's feet, begging for mercy.

  The bitter pleadings came and went in the garden, making Fang Chi feel like a heinous criminal who came here to bully children.

   "What are you talking about? Call now."

   "Either call the parents to pick him up, or call the police and enter a sentence, you choose."

   Undoubtedly, no one with a brain would choose the first option.

  …..

  Jiang Yi entered the company, and those who had not yet left work were all surprised when they saw Mr. Fu.

  Today, Fu Xiting was wearing a white shirt and khaki windbreaker, which echoed the cheongsam worn by Jiang Yi, and there was a sense of beauty that complemented each other.

  In the wealthy family in the capital, everyone knows the relationship between Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi.

   But everyone is not sure.

   Now, when people in the company see the man who only exists in the TV news, they are speechless for a moment in surprise.

  Wen Sirui is the one who can feel all of it the most.

  When she brought the tea in, she saw Fu Xiting sitting beside Jiang Yi, taking off her windbreaker and covering her lap.

  Gentle-hearted palms wandered between her wrists.

  When she handed the water glass to Mr. Fu, she heard the man ask her in a low voice if she was cold.

  Jiang Yi shook his head slowly.

  The man seemed to be relieved now, and looked at Wen Sirui: "Is Sihan here?"

  Wen Sirui was surprised: "Yes."

   "Let him go down and deal with him. If he can't handle it well, let him not come tomorrow."

   This is the first time Wen Sirui and Fu Xiting meet face to face.

  After meeting Fu Xiting, she no longer believed the rumors from the outside world.

  Cold-blooded and ruthless?

  How can a man who can greet a woman with care and take good care of her be cold-blooded and ruthless?

  Those who said he was ruthless simply did not get his warmth.

  In 2010, this was Wen Sirui's first impression of Fu Xiting.

  What Fu Xiting didn't know was that this seemingly insignificant girl participated in a very long journey in his later life.

  Jiang Yi got up with the cup and went to the desk.

  Fu Xiting sat on the sofa to deal with official business, and downstairs, Fang Chi and Sihan dealt with those brainless second-generation ancestors.

  The husband and wife were silent, each busy.

   "Wen Zhu, what is the relationship between President Fu and Mr. Jiang?"

  In Wen Sirui's office, there are troublemakers sticking their heads out to gossip.

  Wen Sirui looked at her without changing his face, and directly stated the facts: "It is a legitimate husband and wife relationship, go tell those people downstairs, don't talk about the leader's private life."

  In the evening of this day, there was a frying pan in the company.

  The reason for the fryer is nothing more than the husband of the leader.

   Not long after, most people in the outside world relied on the rumors in Jiang Fu's company to make money.

In today's society, as long as there is a computer, all the information on the Internet can be found, so the group of people in the company gathered in front of the computer and turned over all the wedding photos of Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting, as well as the scene of their wedding at that time. out.

   Castle wedding, a unique wedding dress.

   have become the object of everyone's exclamation.

  At the beginning of April 2010, Jiang Yi clearly felt that Fu Xiting existed more frequently than usual.

   For example, take her to and from get off work.

   Another example is to eat together at noon.

  On April 7th, Jiang Yichen had just arrived at the company, and Wen Sirui rushed up to greet her: "Zhao Ying's father is waiting for you in the reception room."

  Jiang Yi was stunned: "Zhao Zhen?"

  Wen Sirui's face was ugly: "Yes."

  Jiang said kindly: "Go and make a cup of white tea. The teacup should be filled with strong green tea first, and there is no need to clear it."

  Wen Sirui has always followed Jiang Yi's orders. Although she didn't understand why she did so, since Jiang Yi said it, it must be reasonable.

  When she opened the door and entered, she saw Zhao Zhenzheng standing on the sofa in the reception room, observing the colleagues in the office area below.

  The appearance of standing with hands behind their backs, as if looking at their own country.

  Jiang Yi stood at the door, staring at him coldly, thinking of all the injustices in his previous life.

  The fingertips that fell beside him curled up fiercely.

   "Mr. Zhao."

  Zhao Zhen looked away from the downstairs office area.

  Slowly turned around and looked at Jiang Yi standing behind him.

   "Mrs. Fu, long time no see."

  Jiang Yi held his lips slightly: "It's been a long time."

   "What is the business of Mr. Zhao coming here today?" Jiang Yi walked to the sofa in the reception room, looking at Zhao Zhen with soft eyes.

   "I want to talk to Jiang Juan," Zhao Zhen's voice Jiang Juan undoubtedly told Jiang Yi blatantly that he came today because of Zhao Ying's affairs.

  Jiang Yi leaned on the sofa, her shoulder-length hair draped behind your head.

   The posture of leaning on the sofa is a bit leisurely. For a moment, Zhao Zhen seemed to see someone in her body.

   And the familiarity of that figure made him a little stunned.

   is something he dare not think about.

   "Jiang judge seems to have unwarranted hostility towards us."

  Zhao Zhen cut to the chase.

  He carefully recalled what happened during this period, from being unable to enter the wedding scene, to the case of Jiang Yi snatching Zhao Ying.

  The occurrence of this series of things is not simple.

   "I don't understand what Mr. Zhao is talking about."

  Jiang intended to sell Guanzi.

  Zhao Zhen sat opposite, looking at Jiang Yi's posture. From a certain situation, Jiang Yi represented Fu Xiting.

  If he used to use his means long ago, but at this moment he is not only facing Jiang Yi, not just the Jiang family, but Fu Xiting behind her.

   "If Zhao Ying did something to offend Jiang, we can make an apology."

  Zhao Zhen thought that what he said was extremely sincere.

   After all, he came today to apologize.

   "Since Mr. Zhao is so sincere, I'll just say it straight. Some things can't be solved without an apology."

"you--."

  The knock on the door interrupted Zhao Zhen, and Wen Sirui came in with a tea tray, and put two cups of tea in front of them: "Hangzhou white tea, Mr. Zhao, use it slowly."

  Jiang Yi glanced over the teacup in front of him, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea lightly.

   "Jiang Jiang might as well just say it straight."

  Jiang Yiqian hooked his lips: "Mr. Zhao asked Zhao Judgment about the cause and effect before coming here today?"

   "The cause and effect that outsiders say is not worth believing. I came today to shake hands with Jiang Juan sincerely and make peace."

  The implication is that no matter what Zhao Ying did, he came today to apologize.

  Jiang Yi cleared his throat, and slowly opened his lips: "Not everything in this world can be made up with."

  Zhao Zhen was taken aback.

   It's not that he hasn't gone to Jiang Ze, but Jiang Ze's response is simple and rude.

  Jiang Yi is now Mrs. Fu, not a daughter of the Jiang family.

  The identity in this is the same as the identity of marrying into the palace as a concubine in an ancient wealthy family.

  Jiang didn't have the ability to say anything.

  That's why today's incident of him personally visiting the door happened.

  Zhao Zhen's joint holding the cup tightened slightly: "The Zhao family and the Jiang family are also allies in a certain relationship. Jiang Judgment does not look at the monk's face, but also at the Buddha's face."

   "In the circle of the capital, there are big and small things. Good things don't go out and bad things spread for thousands of miles. The yin and yang yang in the middle will implicate many people. I believe Miss Jiang doesn't want to see that situation either?"

  Zhao Zhen's operation made Jiang Yi laugh out loud.

  Persuasion does not result in anti-warning?

  Delusion to let him know a little bit more, and retreat in the face of difficulties?

   It is simply a fantasy.

  He bit the word Miss Jiang very seriously, wasn't he just warning him?

   implicated?

  Jiang knew it right away.

  Jiang must have contributed to this matter, even if he is not the beneficiary, he is also an accomplice.

   On the surface, they have nothing to do with Zhao Zhen, but they are actually a nest of snakes and rats.

   Faced with such a scene, she made her take care of the overall situation?

  When did Jiang Yi have such a bodhisattva heart?

   "Mr. Zhao is warning me?"

  Zhao Zhen corrected her wording: "It's telling the situation."

   "Whose situation? The Zhao family? Or the Jiang family? Or mine?"

  Jiang Yi asked.

   Without waiting for Zhao Zhen to answer, she said again: "If it is from the Zhao family? What does it have to do with me? If it is from the Jiang family, how much affection do you think a daughter who was sent out to marry has for the family? Myself?"

  She sneered: "Mr. Zhao thinks my situation is worrying?"

  Zhao Zhen's face suddenly darkened.

   Staring at Jiang Yi with an imperceptible coldness.

   Thoughts surged in my heart.

  Jiang Yi has reasons to believe that if Fu Xiting hadn't been behind her as a backer, Zhao Zhen would have killed her thousands of times already.

   "Miss Jiang would like to thank herself for marrying a good man."

  Jiang Yi laughed contemptuously. She first looked down at the teacup in her hand, and her slender nails tapped slowly on the cup.

   "Mr. Zhao's words are purely bullshit."

   Mind your own business.

   "Wenzhu, see off the guests."

  When Jiang Yi's call sounded from the reception room, Wen Sirui pushed the door open and entered.

  Looking at Zhao Zhen who was sitting on the sofa, he stretched out his hand and said please.

  Zhao Zhen stood up with a cold snort, and looked condescendingly at Jiang Yi who was sitting on the sofa: "I hope Miss Jiang won't regret what she did today."

   "Mr. Zhao, walk slowly."

   "I also advise Mr. Zhao, if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts."

  Zhao Zhen turned around fiercely, and when he walked to the door, he felt a little dizzy for no reason.

   When I walked to the door, I only felt that my steps were a little sloppy and my figure was a little shaken.

   Obviously feeling top-heavy and a little unstable.

  But because he was standing on Jiang Yi's territory at this time, the arrogance in his bones did not allow him to show any strangeness at this time.

   Walking to the top of the stairs, Zhao Zhen's feet softened and he fell headlong.

   fell from the second floor.

  People in the entire office area watched in shock as the middle-aged man rolled down from the second floor.

  (end of this chapter)