MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated-Chapter 252 253: Someone forced me to take your life

   Chapter 252 253 Someone forced me to kill you

  Sihan was stunned, looking at Jiang Yi.

   Seeing the person with a calm expression on his face, he suddenly realized that he was not someone she could trust.

  Only when a person faces outsiders, will he speak with calculations and tricks.

  He drove through a few red lights all the way and didn't get Jiang Yi's thanks, but saw through her defense.

  Sihan stared at Jiang Yi with a cup in his hand, guessing in his eyes.

   "Do you think I will harm you?"

  How could Jiang Yi not see through the disappointment in Sihan's eyes, but so what?

  She was wearing a white silk nightgown today, her face was tender and supple after applying skin care products, and she was leaning on the sofa with a lazy and loose posture.

  Sihan had to admit that Jiang Yi was a stunner.

  The charm revealed from the bones is unmatched.

   Her bones are better than her skin.

  Everyone in the capital knows that Yi Tian is a first-class beauty, no matter when she was young or now.

   If he didn't have a good appearance, how could Jiang Ze be willing to cut off relations with his family back then.

  As for Jiang Yi, it is undoubtedly inherited to some extent.

   "You can't say that," she picked up her glass and took a sip of water

   "The earliest origin of the word cautious is to describe a person's character, not to target a certain person. If you tell me, I must be happy. As for whether it will harm me, I will naturally believe you."

   "But the result of Zhao Zhen's matter is not important anymore."

  On the next day, Sihan realized what Jiang Yi meant by "not important".

  He got up in the morning and went downstairs with his hair like a chicken coop, when he heard Si Bai's cold snort.

   "Fu Xiting is indeed Fu Xiting."

Mengyao stood aside and echoed: "Boss Fu's move was expected, but we didn't expect the time to be so good. When I went out in the morning, I heard that the Dongting Group building was lit up all night last night. Tongming, dozens of bosses didn’t even bring Fu Dong home.”

   Isn't this the intensive preparation?

  Fu Xiting did not use the name of Dongting, but borrowed the hands of a foreign company to persuade Zhao Zhen's partners to withdraw their investment in Zhao's family.

   Once Zhao Zhen dies, the building of the Zhao family will inevitably collapse.

  When a building collapses, something needs to be supported, and who else has this capital in the whole country except Fu Xiting?

  The Zhao family in the foreign capital market must not believe it.

  I can only jump into the pit dug by Fu Xiting.

   And I have to thank him while dancing.

  What a superb means.

   "Stand up again," Si Bai snorted softly, his tone full of disdain.

  Mengxi followed closely: "It seems that Director Fu has planned this matter long ago, and Zhao Zhenzhi's death is under his control, I'm afraid——."

   This matter has nothing to do with Fu Xiting, but she didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.

   "Don't be afraid, the husband and wife have 1,600 minds in total, it's really not that one family doesn't enter the same family." This matter is probably not only related to Fu Xiting, but also related to Jiang Yi.

   Maybe the journey from Zhao Zhen to Jiang Yien's site was planned early in the morning.

   "Zhao Zhen should have died a long time ago, but he was hanging his life. Now that it's time for him to die, all this is just right."

  Meng Yao listened to Si Bai's analysis, and frowned slightly: "Then when we went yesterday, they were having a preparatory meeting?"

   Si Bo didn't answer, but the meaning was right.

   Sihan stood on the stairs and listened to the chat between the two, and thought of Jiang Yi's words.

   "If you die, you will die. Why are you so surprised?"

   It turned out that all of this was under her control.

   "Second young master," Mengyao nodded slightly when she saw Sihan come down.

   Si John made a sound.

   "Eat first," Si Bai stopped the topic.

   Then she glanced at Mengyao who was standing aside: "Together."

   Mengyao shook her head: "I have eaten."

   Si Bo picked up the spoon and gave a pause: "What did you eat?"

   "I bought two buns on the way here." Mengyao answered truthfully.

  Si Bo: ... "Can my breakfast here poison you to death?"

  Mengyao didn't speak, but stared at Si Bai, and the two were in a stalemate for a moment.

  Sihan saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he quickly smoothed things over: "Drink a cup of soy milk, auntie freshly ground it, for beauty."

  The next morning, Jiang Yi was about to go out when Fu Xiting returned home.

  Watching the man get out of the car and stride forward, Jiang Yi stood at the door with her bag in hand.

  What appeared in her mind was the phone call yesterday, and she felt a little trembling in her heart. What flashed in Jiang Yi's mind was the scene of the quarrel before going out today. According to her understanding of Fu Xiting, this person will definitely ask questions.

  Jiang Yi thought of a hundred possibilities in his mind.

   But it turns out that she judges the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

  The man who hadn't slept all night came up to him and didn't intend to quarrel with her. Fu Xiting stretched out his hand to symbolically touch her waist, and said softly, "Go to the company?"

   "En," Jiang Yi responded.

   "There are reporters at the door, let the guards follow," Fu Xiting reminded.

  Then his eyes fell on Fang Chi, Fang Chi understood in seconds, nodded, and sent Jiang Yi to the company.

  When I entered the company, sure enough, the reporters who were rampant a few days ago retreated outside the security line, and no one dared to rush forward.

   You don't need to think about it, it must be Fu Xiting's method.

  After what happened last time, Fu Xiting took a drastic step to clean up several media outlets.

   After all, there are a lot of people who rely on this industry for their livelihood. Everyone who says they are not afraid is lying.

  One sentence from Fu Xiting can make their years of hard work come to naught.

   There is no need to take this risk for a piece of news.

  The possibility of winning the struggle between the common people and the capitalists is very slim.

  The first thing Jiang Yi did when he entered the office was to ask Wen Sirui to carry some boxes of mineral water to the reporters.

   The employees didn't understand very well, and murmured: "These people outside use the tip of their pens to smear our Mr. Jiang wantonly, and Mr. Jiang still wants to send them water?"

  Ai Hao nodded the opponent's head: "Send water strategically, and you will know it later."

   But having said that, this style of behavior is really similar to that of Jiang Fuji.

  The resemblance made him feel that the two were the same person.

   "Come over with President Li in the afternoon, and meet in the evening," Wen Sirui told Jiang Yi of today's itinerary.

"good."

   "I have your package this morning, it's placed at the front desk, and it's brought to you."

  Jiang Yi tapped the table, motioning her to put it on the table.

  Wen Sirui continued to report the itinerary, Jiang Yi opened the drawer and took out a utility knife from it, and then cut open the box.

  In just a split second, Jiang Yi closed the opened box with a subtle expression on his face.

  Wen Sirui was a little worried seeing this: "What's wrong?"

   "Let Fang Chi come up, you go down first."

  Jiang Yi pressed his fingertips on the box with one hand and tapped, with a thoughtful face on his face, he took out his mobile phone with the other hand to call Sihan.

  When Fang Chi came up, he heard Jiang Yi's cold words: "Go to work at nine o'clock, now it's one minute after nine o'clock, don't you want to do it?"

Sihan held his mobile phone on the other side and looked at the road blocked by reporters, and he was almost crying: "I really can't understand why you choose the address of the company on this broken road, literary? French? Beautiful ?The environment is good? Go to the homes of those rich people in the capital and ask, who would come to this road in broad daylight? You won’t choose the company’s address here, your husband has many buildings, you can choose one at random, it’s a hundred times better than here, right?”

  Si John frantically complained and honked his horn frantically.

   "I've been blocked for 20 minutes at a distance of 20 meters from the company's gate. It's really a crime."

   Bang—Jiang Yi only heard the sound of a car door.

   Within three to five minutes, Sihan came in.

   Panting and hurrying, it seems that he has seen something shocking and weeping ghosts and gods.

  Jiang Yi stared at him, and asked the essence: "Did you throw away the car?"

"threw."

   "This group of little **** can't park easily, and everyone can't even think about getting in and out."

  Sihan put the car in the middle of the road directly, so that’s all, and he ran into the company while calling the police.

   Let him move the car?

Wait!

  Jiang Yi's mouth twitched, thinking, the second generation ancestor is still the second generation ancestor, and there is plenty of capital.

  Jiang Yi hooked his fingers and asked the two to come over: "I'll show you something good."

   "I'm just talking," Sihan walked over muttering, and Jiang Yi opened the box directly.

  In an instant, a sound of retching resounded in the office.

  Sihan covered his mouth, and looked at Jiang Yi, who didn't change his face but was still a little excited, with an expression of disbelief: "What is this?"

   "Visual inspection is something like a pig's heart, pig's liver," Jiang Yi didn't look carefully, but it was pretty close.

  A **** smell spread in the office, Jiang Yi closed the lid of the box: "The task for you two today is to send these things back the same way. Of course, it is not impossible to add something."

  Sihan: ... "I won't go, disgusting."

   "Then you are laid off!" Jiang Yi waved him out.

  Fang Chi glanced at Sihan, and walked away with the box in his arms without any trouble: "Old man, why don't you feel disgusted when you eat?"

  Sihan was stunned, and looked at the two with disbelief: "Are you two perverts?"

  Sihan followed Fang Chi out, his mind was full of **** images in the box.

   "No, it's too disgusting, I'm going to throw up."

   It's not difficult to find someone, let alone someone with traces of existence.

  Fang Chi and Sihan found him not long after.

  According to Jiang Yi's wishes, he changed the content of the things and sent them back to him.

  The son of a newspaper reporter, because the company was bought by Fu Dong, dared not do anything to Fu Dong, so he extended his murderous hands to Jiang Yi.

  Woke up early and went to the vegetable market to buy these **** things, but I personally disguised them as packages and delivered them.

   can also be regarded as a personal talent.

  Fang Chi looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old child in front of him, and felt troubled for a while.

   I am not going to embarrass others anymore, so I call the police directly.

  It was already afternoon when Fu Xiting got the news. When Fang Chi finished the matter and called, Wu Jiangbai was standing behind Fu Xiting to report on his work.

   They talked about the Zhao family's affairs.

  The Zhao family is now in chaos.

  The most chaotic thing is not how much harm Zhao Zhen's death has done to the Zhao family.

   It is not the damage after the Zhao family enterprise was emptied.

  It was Ming Shu, who stood on the TV station with a paternity certificate.

  Called the police.

  I want the law to give her justice.

Zhao Zhen's death is equivalent to the loss of the cash cow. It is difficult for an incapable woman with a seven or eight-year-old child to gain a foothold in this world. The Xiaojia Biyu who came out became a wealthy wife who spent a lot of money. For a while, without money, it was worse than killing her.

   Mingshu stood in the police station, followed by reporters.

   Crying about the truth between Zhao Zhen and Zhao Zhen, when a mistress who violated morality stood on the miserable side and told that Zhao Zhen forced her to have the child, everything changed.

   A dead man is branded a rapist.

  A seven or eight-year-old child has become the crystallization of suffering.

  All of this will be greatly magnified.

  And the media are the best at adding oil and vinegar to write these **** things.

   All of this is due to Fu Xiting.

  In the early hours of last night, Fu Xiting took Guan Qing to Mingshu's residence, knocked on the door and entered, and had a half-hour conversation with him. The content of the conversation is unknown.

   Until today's news came out, they thought that this lady who knew the three things was either threatened by Director Fu, or accepted the benefits of Director Fu.

  An enemy's enemy is a friend. Let Mingshu come out to disturb the Zhao family's sight, so they can let go.

   "Newspaper office?" Wu Jiangbai's statement of reporting work was stopped by Fu Xiting's anger in a questioning tone.

  Fu Xiting was holding the phone, with a thin layer of anger on his body.

   "Yes," Fang Chi responded on the phone.

  Fu Xiting frowned, and was silent for a few seconds: "I'm seventeen years old, I've already taken legal responsibility."

  Fang Chi was taken aback. It seemed that Director Fu was not going to make big things into small things.

  In the afternoon, Jiang Yi saw off the client. Just as he was about to enter through the courtyard door, he saw a woman wearing a mask and hat covering herself tightly across the street.

  The eyes of the two are facing each other.

  The man came towards her, but she stood still.

   She didn't recognize him until he came up to him: "It's you."

   "Mrs. Fu still remembers me!" Ming Wan's voice lowered, with a hint of sarcasm.

   "Is there something wrong?"

  Ming Wan lowered her head and smiled, reaching into her pocket, as if she wanted to take out something from Li Mina.

   "It's nothing, it's just that someone forced me to kill you."

   After saying that, a knife glowing with white light came towards Jiang Yi in the blink of an eye.

  She took a quick step back, but Ming Wan chased after her as if she had been prepared.

  The knife stabbed fiercely at Jiang Yi's waist and abdomen.

  For a moment, Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to hold the blade, then raised his leg and kicked Ming Wan's stomach.

   "Come here," Jiang Yi's call sounded in the yard of the office.

  A group of reporters across the street saw this scene and pressed the shutter with their cameras.

   This is a person standing on the side of the street, and the news is delivered to the door.

  Jiang Yi waved his hand and threw the knife in his hand to the grass beside him.

  Just as she was about to go towards Ming Wan, she saw Ming Wan pull out a knife from the other pocket, ready to kill herself.

   She was startled.

  Fang Chi, who rushed over, hurried over and kicked the knife in her hand away.

   "Little lady."

   "Boss Jiang."

  Worries arose one after another.

  Jiang Yi held the injured hand, his face pale: "Call the police first."

  (end of this chapter)