MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated-Chapter 254 255: Dump me, don't even think about it

  Chapter 254 255 Dumped me, don't even think about it

  Fu Xiting fell so dizzy that when Guan Qing came, he happened to meet Xu Qi.

   As soon as the two got out of the car, Xu Qi was dragged away by Fang Chi before they had time to greet each other.

  Guan Qing was startled, and quickly followed.

  In the bedroom, Fu Xiting was in a daze. He could only hear Meng Shu's muttering and giving orders, and the quarrel with Jiang Yi kept ringing in his ears.

   It seems that I can't find a way out and run amok in my head.

   "What's going on?" Meng Shu asked Su Xin.

   Suxin was taken away by Fang Chi at that time, and she was not in the main house, so how would she know what happened?

  As for Meng Shu, she would ask Suxin because she knew that Fang Chi would not get the correct answer, so he would only fool her.

   "I don't know, ma'am."

   "How did you become a housekeeper?" Meng Shu's voice was slightly high.

  Fu Xiting's hand fell on the eyelids, and his voice was weak: "Shut up."

   When Xu Qi opened the door and came in, I happened to be quiet.

Ever since Fu Xiting married Jiang Yi, Meng Shu has been in worry for the past few days. The relationship between her and Fu Xiting is already weak, and she often heard about Yitian's trips to and from Yu Garden when she came here. It was Yi Tian who came to take care of her, as for herself, it seemed that there was no need for her to exist anymore.

  In Fu Xiting's mind, the importance of her as a biological mother is inferior to that of a mother-in-law.

  Some people often say that Fu Xiting is more filial to Yi Tian than her.

   Today, I happened to hear about Jiang Yi's injury. I wanted to take this opportunity to come and take care of Jiang Yi so as to restore the stiff relationship between mother and son. I never thought that I would see such a scene.

  Meng Shu couldn't restrain herself for a moment.

   "Ma'am, Shui," Wen Qi came up from downstairs and saw Meng Shu standing in the corridor lost in thought.

  Meng Shu reached out and pushed away the cup that Wen Qi handed over: "No need, go and ask Jiang Yi if he has returned to Jiang's house."

"good."

   "Fang Chi, go and bring your wife back," the first thing Fu Xiting did when he came to his senses was to ask Fang Chi to pick him up.

  Fang Chi was quite conflicted: "Sir, Madam was followed when she went out. Mrs. Jiang didn't take her back to Jiang's house, but went to the community in the city center."

  ...

   "The pajamas are all new, and mom put the bathroom for you."

  In the flat floor, Jiang Yi sat on the balcony in a daze, and Yi Tian hurried in and out behind him, arranging everything properly.

  Jiang Yi recalled her emotions, and looked back at Yi Tian: "You take a break, I'll do it myself."

   "Go to bed early, maybe get some sleep, everything will turn around."

  Yi Tian comforted Jiang Yi.

  Jiang Yi held the corner of her lips, remembering the quarrel she had just had with Fu Xiting: "Aren't you curious?"

   "Why do Fu Xiting and I quarrel so much?"

  Yi Tian felt a twinge in his heart, not because he was not curious, but because he probably guessed the truth of the matter.

   She died wronged.

   Yi Tian pursed her lips, pulled a chair aside and sat beside Jiang Yi, holding her palm with both hands: "No matter what you want to do, I will support you."

"Zhao Zhen, Lin Han, and Lin Qinghe conspired to kill me, and took away the research results and presented them to Fu Xiting with both hands. Afterwards, Jiang concealed the truth of my death, and only used the simple word "crash" to convey the truth. Everything, I died, but lived again, standing right in the middle of the whole thing."

  Yitian's heart trembled. From the last time Jiang Yi asked Jiang Ze, she knew vaguely that this matter had something to do with Jiang Ze, but she didn't expect it.

  Although she guessed all this, she still found it hard to accept when she learned the truth.

   It's like seeing a scene where a husband and daughter kill each other.

  The sense of grief spread infinitely in her heart, like vines attached to her limbs.

   Make her movements gradually stiff.

  Yi Tian choked up his words, trembling uncontrollably: "I'm sorry."

   "What does it have to do with you?" Jiang Yi looked at Yi Tian, ​​his eyes moistened.

   I don't know whether I am crying because of my miserable experience, or because of the quarrel with Fu Xiting.

   "I mean—."

  At such a time, Yi Tian didn't know what to say except for a subdued shudder.

  Jiang Yi leaned on the chair and sighed slowly.

   It is a lie to say that the road is long and you walk slowly.

   This night is not peaceful.

  The Zhao family has long been in chaos.

   And Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting quarreled because of Lin Jingzhou.

  Both of them are extremely talkative people, and they are merciless when they turn words into knives and stab each other.

  Fu Xiting leaned on the bed, his brows and eyes were tightly knit together, Meng Shu brought up the porridge and put it beside Fu Xiting.

   "Banquet --."

   "Who told you to come up?" The man didn't open his eyes, and the words he said were somewhat reproachful and displeased.

   "Yanting, I am your mother," Meng Shu reminded Fu Xiting of this fact almost beggingly, as if she had been hit by something.

  Yi Tian can come in and out of Yu Garden at will, but she is not eligible for outsiders.

   What a joke it is to say this out?

   "Ms. Meng often reminds me of this matter, what is her intention?"

  Fu Xiting's eyes did not have the slightest warmth. When he stared at Meng Shu, he was cold, wishing he could pierce her through in an instant.

   "You touch my bottom line again and again to try whether I will send you out?"

"I advise you, don't come to point out my life. How I quarrel with Jiang Yi is a matter between our husband and wife. What qualifications do you, a person with an unfortunate marriage, have to point out other people's marriages? Why? Are you Hope my life is as difficult as yours?"

  Bang—the bowl in Meng Shu's hand fell to the ground.

   His horrified eyes fell on Fu Xiting.

She murmured for a long time before she dared to refute Fu Xiting: "Is it my fault for the unlucky marriage? Do you think your father is innocent? I have been married to her for more than 20 years, and the number of times I have seen him is only a handful. A marriage can't go on alone, because your father died, so all the faults are mine alone? I can't justify myself if there is no proof, can I? Fu Xiting, I admit that I am ashamed of you, But you shouldn't overthrow my life with the words "misfortune in marriage, the misfortune in my life was brought about by your father, if he dies, can he be a victim?"

   "Is it my fault that your marriage is unlucky? He is dead, and you attribute all the faults to me, and try to forgive you?"

  The most ridiculous thing is that the relationship between the three of them has become a chain effect in which cats eat fish and fish eat grass.

   "Innocent? Who is not innocent?"

   "The first bone I broke was your credit. What qualifications do you have to say Jiang Yi?"

   "What qualifications do you have to say that others can't discipline their daughters well? Do you think your son is so good? Haven't you seen your son kill someone? Haven't you seen your son dig a grave?"

  The next day, Jiang Yi went to the company early in the morning, and saw a lot of reporters waiting at the door from a distance.

  As soon as she entered the office, Wen Sirui greeted her: "Chairman Fu's secretary called me last night and asked me to prepare a set of clothes for you to attend the funeral, and said that he would attend Zhao Zhen's funeral in the afternoon."

  Jiang Yien made a sound.

   There is no unnecessary reaction.

  Like Fu Xiting's method.

   "Then I'll go out first."

   As soon as Wen Sirui came downstairs, she saw a brightly dressed woman standing at the door.

   It can be seen from the strands of hair that this person is worth a lot of money.

   "Secretary Wen, look for Mr. Jiang."

  Wen Sirui approached suspiciously: "Who are you?"

   "I am Mr. Fu's mother, Meng Shu."

  Meng Shu reported directly.

  Wen Sirui gasped in fright, this is Boss Jiang's mother-in-law.

   Fu Dong's mother.

  Outsiders commented on her as reclusive, except for some necessary activities, very few people in the capital could see her.

  But because she is Mr. Fu's mother, this person has a lot of grace in the capital.

  Wen Sirui led Meng Shu upstairs, and when Jiang Yi was informed, Jiang Yi's expression turned a little cold.

   Sitting on the office chair, he seemed unwilling to get up.

   Obviously, Wen Sirui also saw what Jiang Yi meant.

  Turn around and walk to the living room, and tell Meng Shujiang that she is answering calls from customers, and it may take a while.

   Answering customer calls?

  The corners of Meng Shu's lips twitched lightly. Fu Xiting used this excuse thousands of times in front of her.

  Jiang Yi really didn't want to deal with Meng Shu.

  But helpless, people came to the door.

  She could only bite the bullet.

  Jiang Yi doesn't have much affection for Meng Shu, she has never been an emotional person.

   Not to mention the few times he got along with Meng Shu, this person's intentions were too obvious.

   Obviously she couldn't accept it.

   "Are you done?" Meng Shushang spoke softly, which made Jiang Yi feel a little defensive.

   "I came today to apologize to you for what happened yesterday."

  Meng Shu's sincere eyes fell on Jiang Yi, and she saw her defense at a glance.

   "The incident happened suddenly yesterday. I was too anxious to say those words."

"I have no bad intentions towards you. On the contrary, to a certain extent, I should thank you. Thanks for your appearance, which has shortened the relationship between me and Yanting. After all, I have no right to accuse you. In Yanting's mind, you are more important than me."

  When Meng Shu said the last sentence, Jiang Yi saw self-mockery in her eyes.

  That kind of faint self-sarcasm no matter from which angle you look at me and its sadness.

   Meng Shu and Fu Xiting would have become enemies long ago if they hadn't been supported by that blood relationship.

   And it is the entanglement of blood relationship that makes the mother and son unable to get together and break off.

  Even though Meng Shu tried her best to stand beside Fu Xiting and play the role of a mother, the estrangement and estrangement of these years had already changed her appearance.

  How can a person who has never been a mother play a good role as a mother?

Jiang Yi's fingertips on the cup slowly pressed down. The struggle between Meng Shu and Fu Xiting was their business, and for Meng Shu, she should have some education: "You will always It's mother."

  Meng Shu was stunned, staring at Jiang Yi in shock.

  Wen Qi at the side was also stunned.

  They all knew that Fu Xiting gave Guo Jiang Yi the confidence to be a stranger to Meng Shu.

   But this person did not do so.

  The sentence "You will always be a mother" unintentionally raised her rank, and at the same time gave Meng Shu face.

   After all—that's what she wanted to hear.

   "You really think so?" Meng Shu couldn't believe it.

  Jiang Yi nodded slowly: "Really."

   Whether it is true or not, it has to be true.

  Jiang is a man who is good at dealing with others with language.

   This used to be her ability to eat.

  In the reception room, Jiang Yi was meeting with Meng Shu, and Wen Sirui received another package downstairs.

  Looking at the man wearing a peaked cap and a mask, she deliberately delays time: "Who is it for?"

   "Jiang Yi," the man's voice was crisp and clear, sounding young.

  Wen Sirui looked normal, nodded, and gave him a bottle of mineral water from the side: "Thank you."

  The man took the water, said nothing, and left.

  He walked forward, and someone chased him behind the corner.

  Wen Si will carry the package up according to Jiang Yi's instructions.

   It happened that Jiang Yi and Meng Shu came out of the reception room.

   "Boss Jiang, package."

   "Put it on my desk," Jiang Yi glanced behind him.

   "You don't need to see me off, go do your work!" Meng Shuji said thoughtfully.

   "Then be careful on the road," Jiang Yi nodded, and as soon as he entered the office, he opened the drawer and took out a utility knife to cut the package.

   A scream came to mind instantly, Wen Sirui covered her lips and rushed from the office to the bathroom.

  Meng Shu just stepped down the steps and retracted her foot because of the scream, and hurried to Jiang Yi's office.

"What's wrong?"

  Jiang Yi threw the utility knife in his hand into the drawer, closed the cardboard box calmly, and responded to Meng Shu without changing his face: "Nothing."

Ai Hao rushed up after hearing Sirui's screams, saw the opened box in Jiang Yi's hand, and smelled it from afar: "You know it's not a good thing, why do you have to open it every time? "

  Jiang Yi still pressed his hand on the cardboard box, looking at Ai Hao: "If you don't open it, what if it is a bomb?"

  Ai Hao's blood seemed to be imprisoned.

  This sentence—Jiang Fu said it many times.

  The origin of this sentence is that they received a package on a business trip abroad. When the package was opened, it was found to be a bomb.

   Fortunately, it was disassembled in time, otherwise - everyone would have gone to see the Buddha of the Western Paradise long ago.

   "What are you doing in a daze? Take it out and call the police."

  Jiang Yi nodded the box in his hand.

  Ai Hao covered his lips, not happy: "Can you let Sihan come?"

   "Then can Sihan receive your salary?" Knowing that Sihan is no longer there, you still say this? Not clean up.

  Ai Hao went out holding the box with a look of unbearable expression.

  Jiang Yi picked up the tissue on the table and sent it to Wen Sirui.

   "Thank you Mr. Jiang."

  Jiang Yi stretched out his hand and patted her on the back, sighing helplessly: "Just get used to it."

  Wen Sirui: .....

   "What's going on? Does Yanting know?" Seeing that Jiang Yi had finished handling everything, Meng Shu dared not ask.

   "It's just some tricks of the opponent."

  Jiang Yi responded casually, not thinking it was such a serious matter.

   "Little trick? Are there animal carcasses in it? And it stinks," after all, they are older people who have seen more of the world than they have eaten.

  Jiang Yi nodded without denying it.

  Meng Shu and Wen Qi thought of how she just pushed the box in with a calm face, and her heart trembled unconsciously.

  This girl is far more than what they seem on the surface.

   "You go back first? It's not very peaceful here," Jiang Yi asked Meng Shu politely.

   Not long after Meng Shu left.

  The police are here.

   I probably feel that this matter involves too much.

  Don't dare to neglect.

   At two o'clock in the afternoon, the black Bentley parked at the entrance of the company, and the familiar license plate number came into view.

  Jiang Yi changed into a black suit and went downstairs.

   "Little madam," Fang Chi opened the door.

  In the back seat, Fu Xiting was resting with his eyes closed. When Jiang Yi entered, he didn't open his eyes.

  Fu Xiting didn't speak, and Jiang Yi didn't intend to speak.

  The two were relatively silent for a while.

  The quarrel last night has continued to this day. Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi are not people who bow their heads casually.

  Let's not talk—the two are biased in their thinking.

  Fang Chi was in a cold sweat driving this day. It was May, and summer had not yet arrived, but the temperature in the car was gradually rising.

  When the red light came on, Fang Chi stepped on the brakes, wiped his sweaty palms on his trouser legs calmly, and quietly glanced at the two people who were deadlocked in the back seat.

  The green light turned green, and Jiang Yi's cell phone rang.

  She reached out to pick it up, and the sentence "found it" in the confined space was especially obvious.

   "You watch first, don't startle the snake."

  Last night, Jiang Yi ordered Sihan to get up early and change to a low-key car to keep an eye on the company's personnel, probably thinking that the person would not let it go, as expected.

   "Where are you now?" Sihan sat in the car and looked at the bungalow in front of him with his mobile phone.

   "On the way to Zhao Zhen's funeral."

  Sihan was startled: "Are you crazy? Are you afraid that the Zhao family will tear you apart?"

   "Isn't that right?"

   "Feeding a tiger with your body is really smooth and rare."

  Jiang Yi was too lazy to talk to Sihan, and was about to hang up the phone. The man stared at her with deep eyes, and said in a cold tone, "Who is it?"

   "A few people who are not very open and honest."

  Fu Xiting asked indifferently, and Jiang Yi replied indifferently.

  Fang Chi complained incessantly, thinking that the two of them were chatting like playing charades.

Why bother?

   Fortunately, he opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere: "Won't someone give the wife something disgusting again?"

  Jiang Yi put the phone on his lap and said yes.

  When the car reached the gate of the funeral home, the two were silent.

  Fu Xiting's car is really eye-catching.

  When the brown Bentley stopped at the door, reporters rushed up, trying to block the couple with long guns and short cannons.

  However, none of Fu Xiting's bodyguards and guards are vegetarians.

   "Mom," Zhao Ying saw Fu Xiting's car from a distance, and something buzzed in his mind.

  Both stared at the black Bentley.

  He reached out and patted Zhao Ying's arm: "Don't be surprised, we should be surprised that Mr. Fu didn't come."

   "But—they're the ones who killed Dad."

   "Do you have evidence?" Bu Si fixed his eyes on Zhao Ying.

   "Without evidence, we can't take others for granted. Not only can't we take others for granted, but we have to pay them with a smile. In the capital, as long as Fu Xiting speaks, there are plenty of people who will kill you and try to curry favor with him."

   "It's not fair," Zhao Ying trembled angrily.

  She couldn't stand a person who killed her father at the funeral.

   This is worse than humiliating her by stepping on the ground.

   "What is fairness? What is fairness? You killed Jiang Fu and went to Jiang Fu's parents to see intractable diseases. Is this fair?"

  Bu Si stared at Zhao Ying with red eyes, and there was hatred in his glaring eyes. Zhao Ying almost fell into it at a glance.

"Zhao Ying, this is a world where the weak prey on the strong, fair? There is no fairness at all. What you want to see now is who is standing in front of you, instead of being blinded by hatred. You are the winner and you take it for granted. You If you're a loser, you just sing about fairness? That way—you'll never win."

  Among the boiling crowd, Bu Si's tone was low.

   Word by word passed into Zhao Ying's ears.

  When looking back, Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi walked towards the mourning hall side by side, and the guard stopped the reporter to keep everyone from approaching.

  On this day, Fu Xiting was wearing a black suit, white shirt and black tie.

  The clothes are the standard for attending a funeral, but there is also a kind of casualness that just came out of the conference room.

  As for Jiang Yi——

  Zhao Ying closed her eyes slightly.

   She didn't want to watch it, she was afraid that she couldn't help but go up and fight with her.

   "Mrs. Zhao, my condolences."

  Bu Si nodded slightly in response to Fu Xiting: "Thank you Fu Dong for coming to send my husband off for the last time."

   "Mr. Zhao was also considered my senior before his death, and it is the younger generation's duty to give me a ride."

  Outside the mourning hall, the reporter tried every means to hear what the two were talking about, but Fu Xiting's guards were too powerful.

  The entire mourning hall was surrounded and airtight.

  The two exchanged polite greetings, and Bu Si handed three incense sticks to the two of them.

  Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi paid a symbolic obeisance, and then returned the incense in their hands to Bu Si.

  Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi just turned around and left, Zhao Ying pulled out the incense sticks that the two had inserted and threw them on the ground in front of everyone in the Zhao family.

  The soot slid out along the floor and landed on Jiang Yi's hind legs who had just stepped out of the threshold with one foot.

  It was so hot that she looked back and turned around.

  Jiang Yi held Fu Xiting's arm and stood at the gate of the mourning hall. When she looked at Zhao Ying, she seemed to be judged by the judge from nine days away for her evil deeds.

  Fu Xiting stood beside Jiang Yi, looking down at her heels.

   "Miss Zhao, what does this mean?" Fu Xiting's eyes suddenly turned cold.

   There was a cold light in Zhao Ying's eyes.

   Seeing this, Bu Si reached out and pulled Zhao Ying behind her: "Sorry, Xiao Ying lost her temper as a child, and Director Fu forgive me."

Fu Xiting held Jiang Yi's fingertips slightly tighter, and looked down at his lover: "Miss Zhao and Mrs. Zhao are children, and my wife is also a child with me, should I use the same method?" Woolen cloth?"

  The scene was dead silent.

   It is rumored that Fu Dong treats Mrs. Fu like a pet.

   It's all about responding to requests, and it's honor not to be wronged in the slightest.

  The current situation - I'm afraid it's hard to explain.

   "Fu Dong——."

   "Oh my god! Isn't that a book? Who is the kid next to you?"

   Before Bu Si could apologize, the noise outside attracted everyone's attention.

  Jiang Yi glanced sideways, and saw Ming Shu leading a child over. The two of them were dressed in black, and it was obvious that they were here for the funeral.

   Not to mention that there are so many reporters outside today.

   "Forget it—don't disturb Mrs. Zhao's housework," Jiang Yi raised her lips and looked at Zhao Ying, her eyes were full of provocation.

   and Kotaku Lohas.

   "Old Zhao, the Zhao family has a great career, so there should be a qualified heir, right? I don't think Miss Zhao has the same thoughts."

   "Jiang Yi, when is it your turn to intervene in our Zhao family's affairs?"

   "Miss Zhao, if you have the ability, guard your family business!"

   After Jiang Yi finished speaking, she turned and left.

After taking two steps, he let go of Fu Xiting's hand and turned to Elder Zhao. When he came up to him, a deep voice sounded: "I heard that Mr. Zhao was involved in the plane crash of an international negotiator, Elder Zhao must be careful now. "

  Mr. Zhao was stunned for a while, but after all, he is a person who has been around for many years, and he would not show his emotions so easily: "What does Mrs. Fu mean by this?"

   "Things happened, and people died, so there should be someone to blame, right? Mr. Zhao doesn't know what I mean?"

   "How do you know?"

  "If someone wants to seek protection, he will naturally tell the truth."

   "Mr. Zhao just think about it," Jiang Yi said, taking a step back.

   Widen the distance from Mr. Zhao.

   Cleaning up one by one is too time-consuming, let them fight each other!

   Everything will work with the result.

  When Jiang Yi turned to leave, she passed by Ming Shu who came in.

  The two looked sideways at each other.

   When Jiang Yi stepped down, the reporters on the side of the road frantically pressed the shutter.

   Inquiries came one after another: "May I tell you what Mrs. Fu just said to Mr. Zhao?"

  Jiang Yi paused slightly, put his arms around Fu Xiting's arm and looked at the reporter who asked the question, and responded with a smile from the official: "Let Lao Zhao feel sad, and I am sorry that this happened."

  The reporter asked: "Then how did Mr. Zhao answer?"

   "You have to ask Mr. Zhao about this."

  After Jiang Yi finished answering, she got into the car with Fu Xiting in her arms.

  And from the beginning to the end, the people around him were speechless.

   "What did you tell Mr. Zhao?"

   "It's just a matter of sowing discord."

  Fu Xiting stared at Jiang Yi with some scrutiny,

   And Jiang Yi knew that Fu Xiting was staring at her, but pretended not to see her.

   "Sir, where are you going?" Fang Chi started the car and drove out of the main road, he was uncertain and asked.

   "Yu Garden," the man remained expressionless.

  Jiang Yi heard the words Yuyuan, without any extra emotion: "Put me down by the side of the road."

  Fu Xiting's gaze changed suddenly: "What do you mean?"

   "What does Director Fu think of normal couples after they quarrel? Treat it as if it never happened? Or does Director Fu think that what we quarreled yesterday was not a fight?"

   "So what? Stalemate?"

   "So what? I don't deserve an apology?"

  Jiang Yi asked back.

  The quarrel was so loud that he almost started to fight directly, but Fu Xiting felt that this matter was not important, so he could pretend it never happened?

  She couldn't do it.

  No matter what the cause of this matter is.

   "You think you are not wrong?"

   "What's wrong?" Jiang Yi stared at Fu Xiting without blinking.

   It's like listening to some big joke.

   "Meet Lin Jingzhou?" Jiang Yi asked again.

   "The essence of the problem is that Lin Jingzhou is more important than me in your heart." Fu Xiting focused on Jiang Yi, and spoke every word. When he said these words, his heart was bleeding.

   Some people obviously don't do anything, but in daily life, they have already melted into your flesh and blood bit by bit, becoming the most indispensable part of your life.

  Jiang Yi is like this.

   And Fu Xiting thought he could control everything, but he couldn't control his heart that gradually moved closer to Jiang Yi.

   "I never said that," Jiang Yi retorted.

   "But your actions can prove it," Fu Xiting chased after him.

   "Your every move is enough to prove that in your heart, Lin Jingzhou is trustworthy, Jiang Yi, do you love me?"

  Do you love him?

  Jiang Yi didn't dare to answer.

  In an instant, the air in the car was about to reach zero, Jiang Yi's hesitation made Fu Xiting's handsome brows and eyes frowned fiercely, and then, a low, angry parking sound came out of the man's voice.

   "Sir, it's not easy to take a taxi here," Fang Chi didn't have the courage to persuade the husband and wife to quarrel.

   But near the funeral parlor—there are not even any birds.

   "Do you want me to say it a second time?" Fu Xiting's voice was like an ice knife, piercing Fang Chi's back.

  He didn't dare to resist and pulled over.

   And Jiang Yi, without hesitation, opened the door and got out of the car.

  The conversation between the two just ended, and neither of them had the time to bow their heads and admit defeat in this moment of getting along.

   Until many years later, when Fu Xiting thought of every quarrel with Jiang Yi, he would always sigh.

  In the evening of that day, Jiang Yi returned to the flat floor in Yitian city center.

  It is only three to five kilometers away from the company, so it is convenient to take a taxi.

  She got out of the elevator and was about to lower her head to take out the keys from her bag when Mrs. Fu sounded like a question from behind.

   At first hearing the sound, Jiang Yi's hairs stood up all over his body.

  She looked back slowly, and saw Jiang Kuo standing behind her.

  A dad almost came down her throat.

   At the critical moment, she pressed down again: "Doctor Jiang, why are you here?"

  Jiang Kuo looked at Jiang Yi, suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and smiled lightly: "The family building of the hospital is going to be demolished, so we moved here."

   "The family building is going to be demolished?" Jiang Yi was surprised.

  Where is her childhood and youth.

  Jiang Kuo nodded: "It is an inevitable trend for the hospital to expand the wards."

  Then his eyes fell on Jiang Yi's hand again: "I heard from Dr. Zou that you were injured, what's the matter?"

  Jiang Yi withdrew his senses and glanced at his hand: "It has been bandaged."

   "Have you changed your dressing today?"

   "Not yet," she didn't know about changing the dressing.

   "If you don't mind, come over later and I'll change it for you?"

  Jiang Yi nodded: "That's troublesome."

  The two of them have talked so far, if they are ordinary people, they must have turned around and entered the house.

But today, Jiang Yi saw a lot of reluctance and attachment in Jiang Kuo's eyes, and it was this reluctance and attachment that made Jiang Yi's spine tingle. She was afraid that her situation would affect Zou Yin and Jiang Kuo. Therefore, in this entanglement of eyes, he turned around and entered the room first.

   When Jiang Kuo went in with his things, Zou Yin asked him when he saw that he was in a daze.

  He put things on the table: "I see Jiang Yi."

  Yi Tian paused when he was arranging the books: "Jiang Yi?"

"kindness."

   "Why is this child here? Didn't it mean that Director Fu's residence is in Yu Garden?"

  Jiang Kuo shook his head: "I don't know."

   "Don't go home at this point, here, did the couple quarrel?"

  Yi Tian's worries vanished.

   On the opposite side, Jiang Yi opened the door and went in. Standing at the entrance, he was not in a hurry to change his shoes, but turned his back to the door thoughtfully.

   When Yi Tian came out wearing an apron, he saw Jiang Yi standing at the door in a daze, and called her.

  She just took a look and regained her senses.

   "What are you thinking?"

   "Dr. Jiang and his wife are opposite us," Jiang Yi poured out a glass of water and took two sips in response to Yi Tian.

  The person who was stirring in the pot with a spatula gave his wrist a blow when he heard this sentence.

   "Open the vinegar in the bag for me."

  Jiang Yi handed over the vinegar.

   "Mom?" Jiang Yi's intuition always felt that this matter had something to do with Yi Tian, ​​and she probably knew that Zou Yin and the others would live across from each other.

   And all this is not accidental.

   "The reason why I bought this house was that Dr. Zou and the others bought the house opposite."

  Jiang Yi: …….

"Why?"

"Arranged for you, I know you don't like the Jiang family, and a girl should have her own healing place in this life no matter what, choose this place, even if there is something we can't take care of in the future, Doctor Jiang and the others are here, I'll be more at ease too."

  Jiang Yi always thought that she would never owe anyone in her life, but at this time, she retracted her words.

   She owes Yi Tian everything in her life.

  She clearly knows that she is not her daughter, but she is still willing to do all this for her.

  How can she enjoy all this?

  Jiang Yi stood behind Yi Tian for a long time, until all the vegetables in Yi Tian's pot had risen, she got up, walked over to hug Yi Tian's waist, and slowly rubbed against her shoulder like a kitten.

   And this scene almost made the plate in Yi Tian's hand fall to the ground.

"Thanks."

   "Stupid child, parents love their children, it's only right and proper. As I said, I will support you in whatever you do."

   "I will do my best to make your life less regrettable."

  The wedding, including now, is Yi Tian's best effort.

   "It would be the best if you could invite Dr. Jiang and his wife to dinner."

  ….

  At night, Fu Xiting returned to Yu Garden.

  Meng Shu is still there.

   Su Xin wanted to say something, but seeing her husband's face was ugly, she stopped talking.

   Instead, he grabbed Fang Chi and asked what to do.

  Fang Chi shook his head, and the meaning of shaking his head was already obvious.

   "Madam is still there?" Fang Chi glanced at the figures walking around the room.

   "Yes," Su Xin nodded.

  Fang Chi told Suxin: "Mr. and his wife had another fight today, please keep an eye on it."

   This is another quarrel, and the description is extremely appropriate.

  The air pressure in Yu Garden was low, and the servant only said that the two people who were in love with each other had a big fight last night, and even alarmed the doctor.

  Mr. Fu went home without dinner, shut himself in the study and smoked one by one.

   No one is allowed to go up to persuade.

  In the study room on the second floor, Fu Xiting was sitting on an office chair with his white shirt sleeves unbuttoned.

  On the computer screen in front of him is today's news.

  The focus is naturally on the Zhao family.

   And the comment area is full of excitement.

   "Can such an important drama appear?"

   "If I'm not mistaken, next to it is Mr. Fu?"

   "Who did Mrs. Fu offend?"

   "The news broke out a few days ago, what happened afterwards? Who killed Zhao Zhen?"

   "That kid looks like he's in the second or third grade of elementary school, right? He's seven or eight years old, and the Zhao family hasn't noticed it?"

   "Isn't it rare for an illegitimate child to grow up so big in the capital?"

   "Zhao Ying is probably going to panic. Is this person here for the family property?"

   "It is said that Chairman Fu also has an illegitimate child?"

   ". Is there evidence upstairs?"

   Immediately, someone posted a picture. Suddenly, Fu Xiting was standing on the streets of the capital in a royal blue suit, and in front of him, a four or five-year-old child was holding his trouser legs tightly and looking up at him.

  As soon as the photo came out, there was an instant uproar.

  Fu Xiting squinted at the photos on the computer.

  There was a strong fire all over his body.

  Fang Chi, who was standing in the yard, smoking a cigarette and teasing the cat, was called by Fu Xiting to the study on the second floor, and walked to the desk.

  Fu Xiting clicked on the computer desktop, he glanced at the comments under the news, his back went numb.

   "I'll do it right away."

  Fang Chi didn't dare to stay longer, he left the study in a hurry, walked to the door and remembered something, and said cautiously: "The little lady just called, let me give it to her later."

  Suddenly, eyes with a knife fell on Fang Chi.

  Fang Chi almost lost his footing.

  He knew that he shouldn't say hello, maybe he just took her away, and the husband didn't know.

   "Address," the man stood up and pressed the cigarette in the ashtray.

  Fang Chi was stunned: "What?"

  Fu Xiting's mother turned cold, and the latter seemed to be connected by electricity, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to inform.

   At 8:30 in the evening, Yi Tian added a few more dishes, and Jiang Yi changed into home clothes and knocked on the opposite door to invite the two of them over.

  The four of them sat at the dining table, and the atmosphere was weird and harmonious.

  Yi Tian greeted Zou Yin and Jiang Kuo.

  Everyone chatted.

   It seems that they never expected to be neighbors.

When asked why Yi Tian bought a house here, she smiled lightly: "It's close to Yiyi Company, and it only takes half an hour to get up early and walk there to take a shortcut, which avoids the trouble of traffic jams. After all, it’s a bit far away, sometimes I can come here to rest after working overtime late.”

  Her rhetoric is considered appropriate, but if it is far away, Yu Garden is not far away. Fu Xiting's Yu Garden is located in an excellent location.

   "Really good."

   While everyone was chatting, the doorbell rang.

  Jiang Yizhen pulled on his slippers to open the door, and as soon as he opened it, he saw Fu Xiting standing at the door.

  Fu Xiting glanced over Jiang Yi and vaguely saw figures in the room, and there were more than one, pretending to ask loudly: "Is it not the right time for me to come?"

   "The banquet is here?" Yi Tian felt inexplicably happy when he heard Fu Xiting's voice, probably because he felt that it was better to come sooner than later, so that the family could spend more time together.

   "Mom," Fu Xiting called from the door.

  Yi Tian hurried over to welcome Fu Xiting into the door.

   While Jiang Yi stood behind her and pursed her lips, looking at the man's back, she couldn't tell what it was like for a while.

  The person who was still talking harshly when they separated in the afternoon appeared in front of them now.

  During this dinner, the atmosphere eased due to the arrival of Zhenfu Xiting.

   Xu is a little deliberate, Jiang Yi can see that Fu Xiting is trying his best to find common topics between them, and chatting with Jiang Kuo about physics and scientific research.

   Quite like a bosom friend.

  Jiang Yi sat on the sidelines and listened. Seeing that everyone's drinks were gone, she picked up the bottle and was about to pour it. Fu Xiting reached out to take over her action.

   "I'll be fine."

  Fu Xiting refused: "Your hand is injured."

  The pain passed, and Jiang Yi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the wound in his hand.

  But on the other hand, Fu Xiting—

   That's all.

  When she raised her eyes, she saw the other three smiling at her ambiguously.

  Jiang felt inexplicable, and only felt his face turn red.

  During the period, Yi Tian sent Jiang Yi to the kitchen to heat up the cold soup in the pot, and Fu Xiting followed.

   "What do you mean tonight?"

  She lowered her voice and asked Fu Xiting.

   "What do you mean? You have set up the elder brother's house without telling me, and you are going to live with your parents. You just have to wait a while and you have a complete family, right?"

   "Why are you crazy?" Jiang Yi's eyes fell on Fu Xiting in disbelief.

   "If you want to dump me, don't think about it."

   Fu Xiting said, standing behind Jiang Yi, took the spoon in her hand and took Tang Yao out of the pot.

   "It was you who drove me away," Jiang Yi reminded Fu Xiting of what he did this afternoon.

   "It's you who is mad at me," Fu Xiting retorted.

   "Fu Xiting, don't think I can forgive you for doing what you do now."

   "Wrong, Jiang Yi," the man stared at her with lowered eyes, and followed each word: "I did this because I love you."

   Wan Geng, please praise.

   Almost didn’t write me to death, the claws were about to break

  

  

  (end of this chapter)