MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated-Chapter 64 : I am not very old, but my mind is quite sharp

  Chapter 64 64: I am not very old, but my brain is quite sharp

   "Hasn't Ms. Jiang heard a sentence? People in high places can't see the ants below, and billionaires can't understand the lives of ordinary people."

  Fu Xiting threw out such a sentence lightly while holding a cigarette.

  Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting in a daze, and she suddenly thought of a sentence.

  The person in the position of emperor cannot see the ants below.

  Jiang Yi's astonishment and trance caught Fu Xiting's eyes.

   "What are you thinking?" The man asked in a deep voice.

  Jiang Yifan came back to his senses, and said indifferently: "It's nothing."

  Of course she would not tell Fu Xiting that she remembered her own death.

   "If Mr. Fu is fine, I'll go back first."

  Jiang Yi was in a hurry to leave.

   Apparently, Fu Xiting had the opposite idea of ​​hers. The man reached out and took out a document: "Miss Jiang, aren't you going to take a look?"

   "No, I'm not going to accept Mr. Fu's proposal." She didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Fu Xiting's gourd, but what was certain was that this man was now interested in her whole body.

   "2.7 million, is Miss Jiang going to pay it back?"

  Jiang Yi smiled lightly: "Mr. Fu may not know."

   "Huh?" The man frowned slightly.

   "I am shameless," the implication is that you owe it if you owe it.

   "I believe that Mr. Fu will not go around saying that I owe you 2.7 million, after all—Mr. Fu is more shameless than me."

  Fu Xiting:

  Su Xin lowered her head, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to be too rampant.

   This little lady is weird.

   "Back to what you said? Then I can only buckle it in Jiang Chuan's hands."

  Jiang Chuan and Fu Xiting have contacts at work, and this contact is not ordinary.

  If Fu Xiting really did something to Jiang Chuan because of this incident, he would have no room to resist.

  Jiang Yi stared at Fu Xiting a little unkindly: "To be honest, I can't understand Mr. Fu's mentality."

  Fu Xiting looked sideways slightly: "What psychology?"

  Jiang Yi stared at him, and said word by word: "Being cheap."

"Mr. Fu obviously looks down on me, but he still wants to put me beside you crazily, saying that you have a relationship with the Jiang family. But you are stirring up internal conflicts in the Jiang family. Mr. Fu, I am a shallow person. I can't play with you, so don't mess with me."

  Jiang Yi stroked the hem of her skirt, and was about to pick up her schoolbag and leave.

  Only hearing Fu Xiting sneer casually: "People with shallow knowledge can't see this."

   "Miss Jiang, struggling is useless to you."

  Jiang Yi is the little white rabbit in Fu Xiting's hands. When he is happy, he is released into the wild.

  When you are unhappy, tie it up with a rope.

   "This is Mr. Fu's fault. You still let me make a choice when you obviously have no choice. You want everyone in the world to think that you are a good person?"

  Fu Xiting's eyes turned to Jiang Yi, and he didn't even want to let go of any of her facial expressions in the blink of an eye.

  The probing and suspicious gaze sent chills down Jiang Yi's spine.

  She thought that a manipulator like Fu Xiting would at least hold everything in his palm, and would not speak out until the truth surfaced.

  But today, Fu Xiting did the opposite.

  He still lit a cigarette, and casually threw the lighter on the coffee table.

  The servant who came to clean up the broken glass squatted in front of him.

   "Miss Jiang is very similar to someone I know."

  He whispered first.

  It seems to be a statement, and then it seems to be a question: "Jiang Fu, do you know me?"

  Jiang Yi's heart seemed to be held in the palm of Fu Xiting's palm, which prevented her from relaxing in the slightest.

   Even so, she still pretended to be calm: "Isn't it strange that I don't know each other?"

   "Oh?" The man reached out and lit the cigarette ash, his brows raised slightly.

   "Jiang Fu, a senior international military negotiator, I think every student at the Capital University knows about her existence. Mr. Fu said that I look like her. Could it be that he has a secret heart for her?"

  Jiang Yi answered Fu Xiting's question, and threw the question to her.

  Suddenly, because of Jiang Yi's words, Fu Xiting secretly tightened his fingers holding the cigarette.

  Jiang Yi took his subtle movements into his eyes.

   The eyes that stared at him slightly bent.

  When the servant who stopped in front of Fu Xiting to tidy up heard this sentence, his hands visibly paused.

   "Sir, the little lady's mother is here."

  Fang Chi received a call from the door and came up to tell him about it. When Jiang Yi heard this, he was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect Yi Tian to come up.

  Fu Xiting's eyes fell on Jiang Yi, and Wen Wen said lightly: "Send the little lady down."

  Jiang Yi didn't want to stay longer in Yu Garden, but seeing that Fu Xiting had let him go, there was no reason for him not to leave.

  Walking to the courtyard, Fang Chi caught up: "Little lady."

   "Here is what Mister asked me to give you."

  He handed over the bag in his hand, Jiang Yi took it in doubt, and looked down.

  The kraft paper bag contained freshly broken glass slag.

   "Mr. said, if the wife doesn't have the money, he will naturally have a way to get it out."

  Jiang Yi kept sneering in his heart.

  Looking at Fang Chi, he said, "It's okay to give it. Let Mr. Fu prove that this ashtray is indeed worth 2.7 million yuan. I will recognize the card swiping certificate or consumption records."

   "What do you want?"

  Fu Xiting just lowered his head to open the file, and was stunned for a moment when he heard Fang Chi's words.

  Fang Chi said a little embarrassingly: "The little lady said, let the husband prove that this ashtray is indeed worth 2.7 million yuan, and she will recognize the card swiping certificate or consumption records."

   "You're not very old, but you have a sharp mind."

  This ashtray was given by a friend a few years ago, and he joked that it was worth 2.7 million.

   As soon as he said this, Fu Xiting wrote it down, and today he just popped it out.

   Unexpectedly, Jiang Yi's brain is still very bright.

   Heh——The man sneered.

   "Go, ask Guan Qing to get a voucher and give it to her. I want to see if she really admits it."

  Jiang Yi and Yi Tian went home, and along the way, Yi Tian drove without saying a word.

   Judging from the way I got along with her in the past, she must have wanted to say something but couldn't find a good word.

   "Yiyi, the second uncle's family knelt down for you today?"

   "Yes," Jiang Yi said steadily.

   "Have you ever thought that doing this will only make the second uncle's family target us endlessly?"

  Jiang Yi disagrees with Yi Tian's idea. It's fine for a wicked person not to consider the retribution he deserves. How can a good person reflect on himself?

   "Mom has endured for so many years, has she let us go?" Jiang Yi slightly looked sideways at Yi Tian who was driving, her tone was calm but extremely oppressive.

   "We have endured for so many years, and she hasn't thanked us for it, so why do we have to endure? Can bad people not pay the price for doing wrong things? Do we deserve to suffer?"

   Bang——Yi Tian's car had just driven into the boundary of Yuanjiang's house in Jiangnan, and something directly hit the window of the car.

  (end of this chapter)