Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 243 244: I am your husband

He never gets angry in front of the media.

At least I have never seen Fang Chi in so many years.

No matter when he was just starting out or when he was at the peak, no one in this city had ever seen Fu Xiting with his eyes wide open and furious. People rated him as a businessman who could not express his emotions or anger.

Even if the media asks harsh questions, he has never been seen with a cold face.

Now————his emotions were exposed because the media, which could not spit out ivory from their mouths, opened their mouths to criticize his lover.

For a moment, Fang Chi felt that in Fu Xiting's mind, Jiang Yi might be more important than himself.

He can allow others to make unwarranted assumptions about him, tarnish him, and speak ill of him.

But he would never allow others to treat Jiang Yi like this.

That is his lover.

This is the person he holds in the palm of his hand, this man who cares deeply about his family.

She never allowed others to insult Jiang Yi until she lost her true feelings for her.

What's more, at this time, his sincerity has been overthrown.

How could a person who wished to send all the good things in this world to her lover allow others to call her a murderer?

The media were shouted into silence by Fu Xiting's fierce words.

"If you can get a sentence just by talking, what's the use of national laws? As a media, what you have to do is to convey the facts, rather than fanning the flames and tarnishing other people's reputations with empty words just for the sake of a few things that won't bring you life or death.

Murderer? Has the police made a conclusion? Has the law pronounced its verdict? If not, everything you say today will become evidence in court."

"Call? What qualifications do you have? It's not against the law to kill someone with a pen tip, right?"

The originally noisy doorway was silent for a moment.

Fu Xiting's eyes like wild wolves swept back and forth over this group of people: "I, Fu Xiting's woman, cannot tolerate being polluted by you traffickers and lackeys. Yes, yes, no, no. If you want to accept it for a few pieces of paper,

If the lawyer comes to the East Court, I will accompany him to the end."

Fu Xiting's words were very impactful.

At this moment, the man stood here quietly, but no one could understand the tsunami in his heart.

When he turned to leave, someone unconsciously put down the camera in his hand.

Looking at the tall figure of the man, I felt distracted for a moment.

Probably I have never seen the richest man like this.

Maybe they thought Fu Xiting would not make any jokes with them.

If they blindly report this news, the chance of them getting sued is 100%.

Fu Xiting stepped into the office building.

I thought the atmosphere on Office Road would be chaotic, but in fact, it wasn't.

Everyone is busy with what they are doing.

He went up and happened to bump into the police officer coming down.

Fu Xiting may not know each other, but Fu Xiting's expression is as deep as their hearts.

Mr. Fu came out with a polite voice.

Fu Xiting stopped in his tracks. The man's forbearing emotions were already on the verge of collapse, as if a tsunami was about to come.

He spoke in a low voice, his voice more depressed than usual: "Before the investigation results are clear, I don't want to hear any uncertain remarks."

This is a warning.

Everyone knows.

The police officer nodded to express his understanding.

When Fu Xiting opened the office door and went in, he saw Jiang Yi standing by the window smoking.

From the two windows of the office, looking out on the left side is a group of media, while looking out on the right side is the flowers blooming in April and the sycamore trees sprouting new buds on the roadside.

Fu Xiting stared at Jiang Yi's back.

He was filled with anger and wanted to rush out to find the culprit.

When Fu Xiting looked at Jiang Yi, there was unstoppable love in his eyes, but this love was a little restrained.

The man slowly stepped forward and took the cigarette from her hand.

The woman standing by the window slowly lowered her gaze. When she saw the pair of leather shoes behind her, she knew Fu Xiting was coming.

The man casually threw the cigarette on the wooden floor, then raised his foot and crushed it out.

The squeaking sound of shoe soles and wooden flooring made one's head tingle.

Jiang Yi's body was slowly pulled over by the man.

The man's palm fell on her cheek, holding her face against her forehead, and his hoarse voice was somewhat restrained: "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Jiang Yi's tone was deep and his voice was forbearing: "I know."

Fu Xiting released his hand and held her fingertips. He wanted to express thousands of words, but in the end they all turned into questions: "Why?"

Why?

Of course it is for those who follow him and eventually die.

She can let go of her own death, but others——why?

"I feel uneasy if he doesn't die. This is my responsibility," Jiang Yi said in a calm tone, like a machine without emotions.

"They are your responsibility, what about me? Well? Yiyi, what about me?"

Fu Xiting slowly tightened his hold on her palm, and his words that were almost gnashing of teeth made Jiang Yi's mind feel like the strings of a piano were breaking.

She dared not look directly at the man's face.

She knew very well that if the matter was revealed, Fu Xiting might be the one who would suffer the most.

"Every step of my life has been planned with you in mind, but you never thought about me, right? Revenge is your responsibility? What about your husband? No?"

"That's what I owe them, and I have to pay it back." More than a dozen people on the plane died because of her, and she couldn't ignore it.

It would be fine if Zhao Zhen didn't appear in front of her, but instead, this man was wandering in front of her. She was so wandering that she couldn't help but want to kill.

Jiang Yi wanted to push Fu Xiting away, but didn't want to be scooped into the man's arms: "You owe them? What about me? I will help you cover up, realize your dreams for you, and settle your parents. Don't you owe me this?

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"Jiang Yi, if Zhu Xin broke the law, you will definitely be sentenced to life imprisonment now."

"It's just a life sentence. Do you know how much I'm suffering?"

"When I don't know who the enemy is, I can paralyze myself for the time being. But after I know who the enemy is, in countless midnight dreams, I will dream that I have killed him myself. Do you know that kind of friend?

The pain of a dead enemy still alive? I even wanted to kill him in my dream

He, Fu Xiting, has more than a dozen lives, do you know? Those dozen lives were all died for me. If Zhao Zhen knew better, he would have stopped hanging out with me, but...he...

And he appeared in front of me again and again, reminding me all the time that the great revenge has not been avenged."

"Tell me, how could I not kill him?"

"Tell me, how could I let him get away with it?"

Jiang Yi grabbed Fu Xiting's collar, his whole body trembling.

It was completely opposite to the calmness he showed just now in front of Wen Sirui.

"I can't wait to cut him into thousands of pieces, chop his bones and flesh into pieces, and feed them to the dogs. This is a scene I fantasize about every night before going to bed. If it doesn't come true, I will be heartbroken.

, I have always wanted him to pay the price he deserved, I have wanted him to die, and I have wanted him to pay with blood. Fu Xiting, tell me, with the enemy standing in front of me, what else can I think of?"

"When he appeared in front of me this morning, my first reaction was to kill him. No matter what, can you understand the pain of having a home and not being able to go back, watching helplessly as parents with white hair give away their black hair?

Can you understand that your parents obviously love each other and live happily, but you can't recognize them? Do you know? Look

When I look at Yi Tian and miss Jiang Yi, my heart is like a knife, and when I see my parents looking at things and missing people, my heart is like a knife, and the person who caused all of this has not paid the due price, and even I can still

Seeing them running rampant in front of me, why are the people who shouldn’t die dead and the people who shouldn’t be alive alive?”

Jiang Yi's angry roar sounded in the office.

The tearful look on his face slightly weakened Fu Xiting's forbearance and coldness.

He hysterically told of his pain.

Holding Fu Xiting's collar tightly is like grasping the life-saving straw in life, grasping the duckweed on the sea.

It seems as if he will disappear as soon as you let go.

Jiang Yi cried so hard that his heart was broken.

She crawled on Fu Xiting's chest, her sobs sounding like a midnight cry, like a ghost singing loudly.

Reluctance, grievance, and anger follow one after another.

Her mood today was not as exciting and controlled as that rainy night.

But it's not half better.

My whole body was shaking to the point where I was almost unable to stand.

"How should I love someone when my heart is full of knots?"

"I have never understood in my entire life how I could talk to you about my love in vain. I won't be able to settle down until Zhao Zhen dies."

Fu Xiting stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Yilou into his arms.

The man's chin was buried in the hollow of her shoulder. He stood there without saying a word, but the turmoil in his heart was like an earthquake coming.

He pressed her into his arms, his hands so strong that they were trembling.

Fu Xiting's jaw tightened that day and he made a decision that he had never imagined in his life.

He never thought that one day he would lose his mind on the road of love.

He never thought that the appearance of such a woman in the world could disrupt the rhythm of his life and make him willingly give up his principles and bottom line.

He said: "Okay, let him die."

These six short words were Fu Xiting's promise to Jiang Yi.

Fu Xiting has never made this kind of promise to a second woman in his life.

He lost himself in this not-so-long marriage.

He threw away all the rules, norms, and bottom lines he had set for the first 30 years of his life, just because today, his lover hugged him and cried hysterically, telling his unwillingness, grievances, and anger.

In the past year, he has never seriously expressed the words "I love you" to Jiang Yi.

But everything he did was based on his love for her.

Fulfill her dream in her previous life and take care of her parents.

Each of these pieces is something that no one else can do individually.

Outside the house, Fang Chi was leaning against the wall holding a cigarette, listening to Jiang Yi's roar, his eyes slightly lowered, his back tensed, and for a moment he didn't know how to comment on this matter.

A girl, even if she is in a high position, is still just a girl. Facing the ups and downs in life, as well as these strange things that ordinary people dare not think of, it is commendable for her courage to reach this point.

He felt sorry for Jiang Yi.

Obviously everyone is human.

But some people's life experiences are really unlucky. What we see and what others experience are completely two different worlds.

Those who look bright and lively on the outside are actually riddled with holes and tatters on the inside.

What allows them to persevere is the hatred given to them in these long years.

The enemy is still alive, she cannot die.

Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi are the same kind of people.

The reason why he understands Jiang Yi so well is because he has experienced the path Jiang Yi is taking now.

On this day, Jiang Yi didn't know how he got back to Yuyuan.

All she knew was that when she woke up, she saw Suxin sitting in the bedroom.

She frowned and opened her eyes. Just after doing so, Suxin came over.

"Madam, are you awake?"

Jiang Yi's dizzy mind had not yet returned to his senses. He looked around, but he did not see Fu Xiting's figure.

Suxin seemed to understand, and whispered softly: "The gentleman is having a meeting downstairs, the little lady will wait a moment."

Suxin turned around and went downstairs to call Fu Xiting.

After a while, the man went upstairs and saw Jiang Yi lying on his side on the bed, with one arm hanging in the air by the bed.

Her shoulder-length hair is scattered casually on the back of her head.

"Are you awake?" Fu Xiting came closer and tucked her arms into the quilt.

He squatted on the edge of the bed and kissed her cheek.

"What's wrong with me?"

Jiang Yi's voice was weak.

"Emotional excitement caused a temporary fainting," Fu Xiting told Jiang Yi the truth while rubbing his throat.

Jiang Yi was lying on the bed, feeling weak and unable to exert any energy. He only woke up briefly in the afternoon.

Fu Xiting narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the person, as if he was trying to prevent himself from falling asleep. He reached out and touched Jiang Yi's head: "Go to sleep!"

Her long eyelashes were fluttering, and she seemed to want to struggle.

The man leaned forward slightly, his moist lips fell on her cheek, and his gentle palm fell on her back, patting and coaxing her gently.

"Sir," Suxin, who was waiting outside the door, lowered her tone when she saw Fu Xiting coming out, as if she was afraid of disturbing the hostess inside.

"Go in and wait. Call me when you wake up."

On this day, Fu Xiting became extremely busy due to Zhao Zhen's incident.

As soon as I came downstairs, Fang Chi came in from the courtyard,

"Sir, someone has taken it over."

Fu Xiting looked at Yi Tian standing behind him and nodded slightly: "Mother."

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment by the word mother.

He never imagined that one day this aloof man would call her mother.

Jiang Yi is not her daughter, but Fu Xiting is willing to call her mother.

This made Yi Tian have mixed feelings for a while.

"Where is Yiyi? Are you okay?"

Fu Xiting was wearing a white shirt that day, standing in the living room of Yu Garden, and when he responded to Yi Tian's words, he looked like a parent telling the teacher about his child's condition.

"You just fell asleep. Don't rush up to see. Let the servant take you down to rest."

Fu Xiting's brainstorm lasted for an extremely long time.

From noon until dark.

Jiang Yi woke up once in the afternoon and slept until dusk fell.

At seven o'clock sharp, Suxin looked at the darkening sky.

Just as he was about to get up, he heard the mistress on the bed squealing, as if she was trapped in a nightmare.

She shouted several times but got no response.

So, she got up and walked quickly downstairs.

It just so happened that the vice presidents of Dongting Group left.

She called out hastily.

The man strode upstairs. Although his tone was steady, his steps were hurried: "What's wrong?"

"My wife seems to have a nightmare."

(End of chapter)