MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated-Chapter 374 373: Time Moon Sees Meng Shu

  Chapter 374 Chapter 373: Shiyue finds Meng Shu

  Meng Family Villa.

  The atmosphere was terribly low.

  Su Xin stood at the door of the children's room, listening to the aunt inside coaxing the child to eat in a low voice.

  The little guy lost his temper inside and swept everything on the table to the bottom.

  Auntie looked at him, her worried eyes fell on him, and she wanted to persuade him with kind words, but when she thought of Su Xin at the door, her words of persuasion came to her lips.

  Usually, I can tell my children to be obedient, or they will starve, but now, I dare not.

   "Ma'am," the auntie went out after packing up her things, and stood at the door looking at Su Xin with a troubled expression on her face.

  The latter's face was gloomy, looking at the children in the room, he couldn't bear the anger he had endured for a long time.

   Pushing open the door and going in, he picked up the child who was a few years old on the bed, and warned viciously: "If you dare to lose your temper again, I will throw you into the forest to feed the wild beasts."

   "Ma'am, ma'am," the aunt was terrified, and stretched out her hand to pull Su Xin's handcuff away.

  It is pitiful for this child to be raised in Su Xin's hands.

  But there is nothing I can do about it.

  Fu Xiting didn't care about his life at all, at least he was still alive if he stayed with Su Xin.

   It's just a bit of a useless life.

   A few years ago, it was fine. He was able to pretend to be a loving mother and filial son with Su Xin, but since someone told him the truth, everything changed.

   "Being raised in a wealthy family can't change the vulgar blood in his bones, just like his father, he can't get on any serious stage."

  Su Xin angrily threw all the pillows on the sofa on the ground.

   I can't get rid of the anger all over my body.

   And the origin of all this has to start with going to the hospital today.

  Since Meng Shu was pregnant, she had been calculating all this. Unexpectedly, after a few years, the calculations came to nothing.

  Who would have thought that a good child got chronic leukemia.

   This made Su Xin, who wanted to sit back and enjoy the benefits, suddenly unable to sit still. What does this mean?

  The child may die.

  Even if she can survive, she will spend most of her time taking care of her.

   All of a sudden, all her plans were disrupted.

   But now, if you give up, you will undoubtedly be stabbed in the back.

   "Ma'am, Miss Shi is here." Before the fire on Su Xin's side was finished, Shiyue came.

   "Not seen."

  The housekeeper went back and forth, holding a plan in his hand: "Miss Shi said, this is the plan for the dinner party the day after tomorrow, for you to have a look."

   On this day, Shiyue left the Meng family.

   Go straight to the villa next to the hospital.

  Follow the address given by Zhao Ying to find it.

  When I saw Wen Qi, my calm mood rippled like a stone was thrown into the water in a pond.

  Even Shiyue himself couldn't tell whether his emotions were true or false for a while.

Everything she has experienced in the recent period tells her that the beautiful life before was nothing but an illusion, but now, when she sees Wen Qi, the sense of reality bursts out like fireworks at midnight, and flowers bloom .

   It seems that Wen Qi exists to prove to the world that everything she said is true.

  The persona she set up for herself did not come out of thin air.

   It was the exhilaration of a lie about to be proven, something she desperately needed to grab hold of.

   "Miss Shi?" Wen Qi looked at her through the iron gate, with a little surprise in his eyes.

   Shiyue nodded slowly: "It's me, Aunt Wen."

  In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the two of them looked at each other through the iron gate, Wen Qi didn't intend to let Shiyue in, a few words could be regarded as greetings, but they were just greetings.

  Shiyue falsely thought that if she found Meng Shu, she would feel like going home, but—it didn't.

   Behind this iron door is indifference and alienation and unwillingness to be decisive.

  Things are right and people are wrong.

   It is not so many years ago now.

   "Can I go in and see Aunt Meng?" Shiyue said cautiously.

  Wen Qi smiled slightly: "Yueyue, I appreciate your kindness for Madam."

   Ignore the meaning behind the words.

  The place that even Su Xin refuses to enter is not the only place that Shiyue can enter.

  If Fu Xiting knew about this, it would definitely be another big battle.

   Shiyue didn't seem to have thought that she would be turned away, and was taken aback by Wen Qi's soft words.

   Instead, she knew that she was in a hurry, so she didn't bother too much, and handed over the things in her hand: "Please ask Aunt Wen to say hello for me."

   When Shiyue left on the front foot, Wen Qi handed the things to the servants on the back feet, and told them to throw them away.

  Taking it in will only remind Meng Shu of the sad things.

   "Who's here again?" In the villa, Meng Shu was leaning on the sofa with a blanket covering her knees.

  The whole person is in a low mood, quite depressed.

  Wen Qi leaned over, poured out the cold water in her cup, and replaced it with hot water: "A girl, she went to the wrong place and came to ask for directions."

  When Meng Shu's indifferent eyes swept over Wen Qi, she was a little puzzled: "I'm afraid I didn't go the wrong way!"

   "If we don't look for it deliberately, we won't be able to enter this place."

Wen Qi paused with the hand holding the cup. She never expected Meng Shu to be so vigilant. Just as she was considering how to speak, Meng Shu changed the topic by herself: "No matter who it is, don't let it in. If your body defiles someone's eyes, it is a sin."

   "Don't say that about yourself," Wen Qi couldn't bear it.

  I think back then, Meng Shu was the proud daughter of heaven.

   is the top-class symbol of the entire capital. A person who was so proud at the beginning, now uses the word broken to describe himself.

  She was trapped in the shackles, unable to break free, unable to find herself.

  In this life, I have lived and struggled under the schemes of my father and brother.

   Only those few people who loved her died by her own hands.

  But they are not qualified to hate the injustice of the world. In this cage, there are many people who are more miserable than them.

  Here, Jiang Yi woke up in the morning with morning sickness, and squatted in front of the toilet in the bathroom until she vomited faintly.

  Fu Xiting stood behind and patted his back.

  In the bedroom, Fu Xiting's cell phone on the bedside was vibrating.

  Jiang Yi vomited one round and collapsed on the ground.

   Cheeks fell on the crook of arms, and a low sigh sounded.

  Fu Xiting carried him into the bedroom, and brought him a water cup for him to rinse his mouth.

   "Mobile phone," Jiang Yi breathed weakly, reminding him softly.

   "Don't worry, drink some water first," he had no intention of working, and all his thoughts were on Jiang Yi.

  Seeing that people have been tortured to such an extent, how can they manage so much.

   Those who wake up in the morning and vomit a wave will skip breakfast.

  Let Fu Xiting say all the good things, without a single grain of rice, and finally coaxed him gently, Jiang Yi had no choice but to drink two mouthfuls of porridge, and then vomited again.

   At this time, Fu Xiting remembered a sentence he saw on the mobile phone connection, morning sickness is not a disease, and vomiting can kill people.

   "What do you want to eat? You can't eat it."

  Jiang Yi is not hypocritical, of course she knows that it is impossible not to eat. After thinking about it for a while, she murmured: "Steamed buns."

  Mr. Fu:

Steamed bun?

   This special habit made him think for a moment what species it was.

   "Is there anything else?" He tried Jiang Yi to report the name of the dish again.

   Just eating steamed buns is not enough.

  The latter shook his head.

  On this day, Qian Xingzhi ran several streets to buy steamed buns. It’s not that this thing is unusual, but the place where Jiang Yi lives is very expensive. Who would pay more than 100,000 a month in rent to sell steamed buns? How much do you have to sell in a day to get back your money?

  When Qian Xingzhi went back with the steamed buns, Jiang Yi was slumped on the sofa, and Fu Xiting was squatting in front of her, stroking her with one hand, and listening to the phone with the other.

   "Have you gone in?" Qian Xingzhi heard this sentence when he approached.

   Maybe something was said on that side, Fu Xiting's face was not very good-looking.

   After a few words, I hung up the phone.

  The man put his mobile phone on the coffee table, and took the steamed bun from Qian Xingzhi's hand: "The people who are watching Shiyue pay close attention to it. If there is any uncontrollable situation, it will be solved directly with ruthless hands."

  Qian Xingzhiwei: "Did something happen?"

   "I can't grow my memory, is there someone staring at Zhao Ying?"

"No."

  "Since she is disobedient, let her shut up forever."

  There are only two situations in which a person will shut up forever, one is dumb, and the other is dead.

  According to Fu Xiting's tolerance for Zhao Ying, the latter is more likely than the former.

  He wants people to die.

  Qian Xingzhi guessed what Zhao Ying did, either by himself or by instigating others to do something illegal.

  No matter which one it is, it is the death penalty.

  Since Fu Xiting cleaned up the written documents, he focused all his attention on Jiang Yi. Occasionally, two offenders came, and he didn't want to play with them.

   "Leave her alive, there are still times when she needs it."

   It would be too cheap for Zhao Ying to take care of her now.

  Qian Xingzhi paused as he was about to go out, glanced at Fu Xiting, saw the latter hummed as if in agreement, and then said hello.

  He was originally from Jiang Yi, but at this time, Fu Xiting was obviously clearer than Jiang Yi.

   "Mr. Zhao can't hold on for a few years, why not let the Zhao family hold on while he is still there, and it can be regarded as making a wedding dress for you."

   "I need his benefits to plug my teeth?" Fu Xiting didn't like it. When Zhao Zhen was here, he could still look at the Zhao family, but now... it's just an empty shell.

  The old man is in charge of the Zhao family, which is also struggling in the major emerging companies.

  Can't even play in an ordinary company, let alone fight against him Fu Xiting, Zhao Ying went to hook up with Shiyue, but just couldn't swallow that breath, and wanted to struggle hard to give herself an explanation.

  …

  The next day, Jiang Yichen went to the hospital with Fu Xiting for an obstetric checkup. Since everything had been arranged long ago, there was no big commotion.

  But there are always a few good people who enjoy talking about others.

   Wounding is that no matter how meticulously Fu Xiting did his preparations, his mouth grows on other people.

   "Was it Director Fu just now? The one next to him is Xinhuan?"

   "Ex-wife," someone popularized science.

   "This... the ex-wife is pregnant after the divorce? Is this drama so magical?"

   "Looking at Mr. Fu's cautious look, he seems to care a lot!"

  Today, Shiyue came to the hospital for reexamination.

   After the inspection, I went to the bathroom, and when I was about to go in to get my bag and leave, I heard the gossip of the nurse inside.

  Not to mention anything else, just the words of Mr. Fu are enough to make her vigilant.

  As for her ex-wife, the words "pregnancy" made her feel like she was being humiliated in public.

   I can be regarded as alive, except for a little cough and brain pain, I am almost fine... Slowly start to update~

  (end of this chapter)