MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated-Chapter 279 280: My wife

  Chapter 279 280 Strict control of the wife

  Xinbei Road Studio has been getting a lot of attention lately. Anyone who is in the social circle in the capital probably knows about this character. He spends a lot of money and is so arrogant. Even if she doesn't pay much attention to gossip information, she will inevitably hear about it in public places.

   It is said that the other party is willing to spend a lot of money to hold an art exhibition for her, and will not hesitate to invite half of the capital.

   Several bigwigs in the art world also became her guests.

   This is an extremely rare thing in the capital.

   is also unprecedented.

   So this incident became a joke among people for the first time.

  Both Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting are not people who are willing to waste their time listening to other people's gossip. They don't know that this is normal.

  Guo Siqing said: "A painter who just came back from abroad rented the most expensive shop on Xinbei Road and set up a studio. In less than two months, the boss of Chengwen Group was mesmerized."

  Jiang Yi was puzzled: "Doesn't the boss of Chengwen Group have a wife?"

  Guo Siqing shrugged: "This is probably the power of love? Not only divorced for her, but also willing to make troubles all over the city for her."

   "This kind of thrilling eachother is incomprehensible to ordinary people like me."

  When Guo Siqing left, he wanted to go to the tea room to say goodbye to the bosses, but he didn’t want the bosses to come out of the tea room one after another just after opening the door.

   "Going?" Wu Jiangbai's eyes fell on Guo Siqing.

  The latter nodded: "I'm about to say hello to you and leave."

   "That's a good time to go together," Wu Jiangbai and others have a very good relationship with Guo Siqing, but they are not very familiar.

  Fu Xiting came out slowly behind him, seeing Guo Siqing and Wu Jiangbai talking, he asked lightly: "Is everything at home settled?"

  Guo Siqing was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Fu Xiting to open his mouth to care about her family affairs: "It's being processed."

Fu Xiting held half a glass of water in his hand, not like clear tea, nor like boiled water, it was slightly colored but very light, the man shook the glass in his hand: "You should continue to suffer from it, and those who decide early will have no regrets. Those who have to do it will never give up, Mr. Guo is a straightforward person at work, if he loses his legs because of family affairs, it will really drop the grade."

  Fu Xiting admired Guo Siqing very much.

  This appreciation has nothing to do with Jiang Yi.

  Even if Jiang Yi didn't recommend him from it.

  Thirty-five years old, followed him to sweep thousands of troops in the shopping malls, and in just a few years stood in the legal circle of the capital with the momentum of Ding Haishenzhen. How many people can do it?

  Before Guo Siqing, Dongting Group changed so many managers of the legal department, either because they were unprofessional or because they were driven away because of improper style of work. Only Guo Siqing was the one who stayed.

   is also the one who can win a seat in front of Fu Xiting.

   "What Director Fu said is that I try to solve the family affairs as soon as possible," Guo Siqing responded with a slight nod.

   Know the meaning of Fu Xiting's words.

  Fu Xiting said kindly, and glanced at Wu Jiangbai.

  That means nothing more than signaling them to leave.

  The latter responded, looked back at Fu Xiting, and said respectfully: "Then let's go down first."

   "Go!" The man raised his chin slightly.

  In Vivienne's studio, people came over from time to time to take away the dress she ordered.

Crowded.

  The manager downstairs greeted these wealthy ladies with a smile on his face.

  When Vivienne came out of the bathroom, she heard shouts from downstairs.

  Looking over, I saw someone pointing to the flesh-pink backless gauze dress in the center of the studio and shouting: "I want this one."

  The manager looked at her apologetically, and told her that this dress has already been ordered, and the only dresses that can be taken away are on the right side of the studio.

   "It's just a studio, and it's not an international big name. What kind of airs are you putting on?"

  The woman's voice was disdainful, and there was a strong disdain in every sentence.

  Vivian leaned on the railing and looked downstairs, raised her eyebrows slightly, searching for who this person was in her mind, her tone was quite loud.

   "Sorry," the manager apologized politely.

   "I said, I want this one, it doesn't matter how much it costs."

  The manager was about to persuade her, when a hand stretched out beside her and pushed her away: "This item has already been ordered, if you need it, I can ask the owner for you to see if you can buy it at a high price."

"How much?"

  Vivian's expression remained unchanged: "The original price is 13 million, may I ask for you?"

  The other party was startled: "A dress, 13 million? Are you afraid it's inlaid with gold pieces?"

  Vivienne smiled slightly: "The clothes I designed, I set the price, if someone likes it, they don't care about the price and buy it back, it proves that there are still people who can afford it. If you are sure you want it, I will call for you?"

   "You tell me who bought it first."

   "Director Fu of Dongting Group," Vivienne responded with a shallow smile.

  When Vivienne reported the name of Dongting Group Fu Dong, a person suddenly flashed in that person's mind, a modest gentleman, graceful and self-possessed.

  The word Fu Xiting flashed in her mind, and the woman's complexion turned pale for a moment.

   Then he looked up at Vivienne: "Why did Director Fu order this dress?"

   "He ordered it for his lover, miss? Do you want it? I can try to get it for you."

  Vivienne seemed not to let this man go, and started pressing on him step by step.

  The other party seemed to know that Fu Xiting was someone to be offended, so he pursed his lips, snorted and left.

  Vivian looked at it, put her hands on her chest, sneered, and felt that it was boring: "Go and pick up the clothes and send them to Yu Garden."

  The manager agreed and turned around to get busy.

   At five o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Yi tidied herself up and was sitting on the dressing table to apply foundation on her face. Fu Xiting appeared by the door with a glass of lemonade, looking at Jiang Yi with a smile on her face.

  Jiang Yi stopped his movements and looked at Fu Xiting who was leaning against the door: "What are you carrying?"

  Fu Xiting glanced at the cup: "Lemonade."

   "Where did it come from?" Jiang Yi had an ominous premonition.

  Fu Xiting picked up the cup and took a sip, smiling lightly: "You picked the lemon."

  Jiang Yi: .

  There is a lemon tree in the yard of Yu Garden. I don’t know what species it is. The lemon trees next to it all bear fruit in September and October, but it started in July and August.

  The harvest is abundant and fruitful every year, but before Jiang Yi came, the role of this lemon tree was only to provide ingredients for the chefs in Yuyuan.

  But after Jiang Yi came, this lemon branch no longer had a role as a chef.

  Jiang Yi likes to have a glass of lemonade in the morning, and fresh lemons are the best.

  Since she discovered this lemon tree, she has tried every means to store ingredients for herself. For example, a few days ago, she took her servants to remove all the lemons, washed them, cut them up, added honey and put them in bottles for storage.

  Fu Xiting didn't know about this until yesterday when Suxin was packing her things and told the servants to be careful not to break the fruits of the little lady's labor. He only found out when he asked.

  The little girl started messing around again.

   Hiding delicious food and not telling him?

   What a little villain.

   "Director Fu, is the food delicious?"

  Fu Xiting nodded slightly: "I like it very much."

   "Eat soft rice?"

   "The doctor diagnosed it as early as 2007. I have a bad stomach and need to eat something soft."

  Jiang Yi: "Which hospital is the doctor? Did you get your doctor's license? Are your eyes normal?"

  Jiang Yi asked casually while gently patting the liquid foundation on her face.

  Fu Xiting watched her apply makeup in the mirror, and then watched her pick up the eyebrow pencil and gently outline the eyebrows.

  So, this person had a whim and thought.

   I learned from Zhang Chang in the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and wanted to give my wife thrush.

  But Jiang Yi was not the petite woman of that era. When Fu Xiting was about to move, she leaned back slightly and took the eyebrow pencil from Fu Xiting's hand: "I will do it myself."

  The man avoided her sudden movement: "I'll do it."

   "It's not that I don't want to let it go, but that I'm extremely worried that Chairman Fu will paint me as Crayon Shin-chan, please? En?"

  Jiang Yi persuaded him softly.

  Fu Xiting has been showing all sorts of thoughts lately, and it's fine to grind him up in different ways, and from time to time he pulls him to experience the little fun between husband and wife, and this little fun, Jiang Yi is really afraid to avoid it.

  For example, Fu Xiting wants to take her fishing recently.

  Fishing?

   Thank goodness.

  In July, I went to the lake during the day to become Bao Gong.

  Going to the lake at night to become the mosquito's dinner, if she didn't think about it, she would never do such a thing.

  But this person is relentless, but Jiang Yi persists desperately.

   Fortunately, she persisted, otherwise she would not know what she would look like at this moment.

   "Everyone has their own strengths. There is really no need for Mr. Fu to embarrass himself in this kind of thing, and I am really afraid."

  Fu Xiting saw Jiang Yi looking at him bitterly, and smiled.

   Let him go.

  At 5:20, the clothes will be delivered.

  A **** pink gauze skirt is not very grand, but it can be worn everyday. It is the most suitable to participate in this kind of art exhibition. This is a skirt that Fu Xiting carefully customized for her, Jiang Yi knows.

   Putting on a gauze skirt, Jiang Yi's already white skin was now pink and tender, making people look at it and wish they could bite it off.

  It is really beautiful and delicious.

   And Fu Xiting did exactly that.

  Holding her arms around the waist, she gnawed on her neck.

  Jiang Yi gasped, and reached out to push him away: "Fu Xiting, if you dare to leave any marks on me today, I will let you go to the art exhibition alone."

  The man stopped.

   It was probably frightened by Jiang Yi.

   Six o'clock.

  Xinbei Road was blocked.

  It was originally a one-way street, and cars came and went at this moment.

  The traffic police command on the road.

   And some people are not necessarily willing to listen.

  Most of the wealthy families are people who do their own way and only think about themselves.

  When Fang Chi drove past, he looked at the blocked road in front of him, feeling a bit embarrassed by the time, and looked back at Fu Xiting.

   As we all know, when Fu Xiting goes out every day, besides his own car, there are two other cars driving the road.

   And on this day, even one car could not squeeze in, let alone three cars.

   "Director Fu, the blockage is severe."

   "Pull over, let's walk over," the man said.

  Fang Chi glanced at the road conditions: "Go straight for 100 meters, then turn another corner and you will be there."

  The husband and wife opened the car door and got out of the car. A man in a black formal suit and a woman in a dress, walking on the zebra crossing will inevitably attract passers-by to turn their heads frequently.

   After seeing clearly that this person was Fu Xiting, everyone exclaimed even more.

   Wanted to call out something, but all the words stopped in his throat.

  The words Fu Xiting choked up in her mind and couldn't get rid of them.

   By the time he reacted, the person had already walked away.

  The man's powerful aura, just looking at him is enough to make him tremble.

   "Is that Fu Xiting?"

   After Fu Xiting walked away, some people in the crowd came to their senses.

"right?"

   "Who is that next to him? His wife?"

"Yes."

   "I thought that Xiaojia Biyu, the daughter of the Jiang family, would not be able to make it to the stage, but now I see how suitable she is for Dong Fu?"

   "We don't understand the tricks of rich people. A good Xinbei Road was blocked because of an event, and the residents living around us complained. Since we have money, why don't we change to a more open venue?"

  Some people exclaimed, and naturally some people complained.

   But complaints are often drowned out in exclamations.

"heard it?"

  Jiang Yi heard those words as he walked through the crowd.

  Fu Xiting took her hand and walked forward. When there was a crowd coming from the opposite side, the man would take him slightly to the side.

  A look of holding her in his arms all the time.

   "Some people are happy and others are sad. The law of time has never been the same. Whether there is a traffic jam or not? Whether it creates an imbalance in the hearts of the people has nothing to do with us, because the organizer is not us."

  Jiang Yi turned his body slightly, let the person coming from the opposite side pass by, and said as he walked: "I should learn from Fu Dong's heart of not worrying about things that have nothing to do with me."

Fu Xiting let go of her hand, and the person who was holding her hand changed to hug her shoulder: "The truth is, there are too few things that a person can manage in this life. If I have the energy, I will take care of what I care about." , instead of taking care of these miscellaneous things that have nothing to do with me."

   "Turn right."

   "Boss Fu, Mrs. Fu --."

   The man's words just fell to the ground. The reporters around the corner rushed out like a swarm.

  Fu Xiting quickly hugged Jiang Yi in his arms.

  The journalists' long guns and short guns came up in an instant.

  Fang Chi was shocked when he rushed over with someone.

   Pushed aside the crowd and squeezed in.

   It took a lot of hard work to send people to the venue smoothly.

   "Fu Dong, Fu Dong, I have been waiting for a long time!"

  Jiang Yi went in, and Cheng Wen's cheerful voice came.

  Fu Xiting's official polite smile just hung on his face, and when he could see the woman beside Cheng Wen, his face instantly dimmed.

  Fu Xiting, who wanders in the vanity fair, has been practicing for thousands of years to hide his emotions and anger.

   "It is said that Cheng Dong has found a lovely person. Looking at it this way, he really has a good eye," the man said lazily.

  Chengwen responded with a smile: "I'm not being modest, it's really good. Let me introduce to Chairman Fu, Shiyue."

   "Shiyue?" Fu Xiting seemed to not recognize this person, and slowly read her name.

   There is a taste of chewing her name on her lips.

   "President Cheng's girlfriend?" Fu Xiting's words were the time to ask.

  Of course he knew what this sentence meant to Shiyue, and it was precisely because he knew that he asked her knowingly.

  When Shiyue heard these words, she felt as if a knife had been inserted into her heart and twisted fiercely.

  Fu Xiting is the one holding the knife. At this moment, he will not stab her to death, because that is too kind. He wants to cut her flesh one by one, torture her and humiliate her.

  For example, at this moment, Fu Xiting asked Chengwen without any hassle.

   "Friend," Shiyue slowly pulled his lips, and responded to Fu Xiting's question gracefully.

The man's hand on Jiang Yi's back was rubbed slowly, and he looked at Cheng Wen with a shallow smile, as if pointing out: "The morning light and the dawn are drunk in Xinbei, the elegant beauty is so delicate, Cheng Dong, the beauty is here Huai Ke has to hurry up."

  Fu Xiting is urging Cheng Wen to get Shiyue in disguise.

  When Shiyue heard this, she tightened slightly while hanging by her side.

  She knew that Fu Xiting hated her and hated her, but she didn't expect it to be this far.

now that---.

  Even if her father did something wrong back then, wouldn’t the friendship from her childhood be gone?

  He knew that she was about to go astray and he could just let her go, but he pushed her into this pit of fire.

   This is Fu Xiting.

  The man who can put a poisonous hand in the hands of a newborn baby.

  Chengwen responded with a smile: "Yes, yes, what Director Fu said is that I finally met a bosom friend, so of course I have to hurry up."

  Confidant?

  Fu Xiting laughed.

  Good confidant.

   "I also want to be like Fu Dong, and get a good man."

  While speaking, Chengwen set his eyes on Jiang Yi and smiled at her.

  The latter responded slightly: "It is said that Miss Shi descended from the Nine Heavens Fairy, President Cheng is really convinced."

The moment Jiang saw October, some strange emotions flashed through her mind. From when Shiyue crashed into a car to when Shiyue found her office, she suddenly felt that this girl was not as simple as she seemed on the surface. It's all in her calculations. Once a person's inherent impression is broken, it is difficult to establish it again.

   But what was he planning, Jiang Yi couldn't figure it out for a while.

   "Mrs. Fu is absurd."

   Shiyue responded modestly.

  Fu Xiting looked back from the surroundings and slowly landed on Cheng Wen: "Cheng Dong spared no effort to pave the way for Miss Shi. This kind of spirit is really enviable. What does Miss Shi think?"

  Jiang Yi could see that Fu Xiting seemed to have a grudge against Shiyue, every word he said seemed to be leading Shiyue to jump into the pit.

  They were all pushing Shiyue towards Chengwen, and this move was exactly as Chengwen intended.

   Shiyue evaded.

   Didn't dare to look Fu Xiting directly in the eyes, and didn't dare to answer his question directly.

   "Rare," she came up with these two words after deliberating for a long time.

   "Since it's so rare, Miss Shi must cherish it, and when the two of you are getting close, Fu must give you a big gift."

   Hearing Fu Xiting's words, Cheng Wen was delighted, and he patted Fu Xiting's shoulder with a hahahaha.

   "Let's go, let's go inside."

  Fu Xiting let go of Jiang Yi's hand, glanced at her, Jiang Yi nodded, and he was relieved.

   Those who knew knew that Fu Xiting was worried about his lover, but those who didn't know thought it was his wife's strict control.

   "Boss Jiang, I didn't expect us to meet again."

  (end of this chapter)