Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 256 257 Jiang Yi leaned over and kissed Fu Xiting

When Yi Tian saw Jiang Yi, a string in his mind snapped and broke.

She looked at Jiang Yi with a little embarrassment, which came from not knowing whether Jiang Yi heard her conversation with Jiang Ze.

If he heard this, how would he feel when facing Jiang Yi?

"Still not asleep?"

"Would you like some water?" Jiang Yi pushed aside the water he poured early in the morning, clearly hoping that Yi Tian could sit down and have a chat.

At the end of 2009, when Yi Tian knew that Jiang Yi was not Jiang Yi, her inner struggle was stronger than every time in her fifty years of life.

At the beginning of 10 years, when she learned that Jiang Yi was married to Jiang Fu, the grief felt like hail falling on her heart.

A girl who worked hard to reach a high position fell overnight.

And this fall is more terrible than death.

Her body died, but her soul lived to watch the people around her suffer.

How cruel.

How mentally strong does a person have to be to accept all this?

She has lived for 50 years and has never seen anyone like Jiang Yi.

A person who has emerged from grief yet remains generous.

Yi Tian walked to Jiang Yi and sat down, picking up the glass of water handed over by Jiang Yi.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Yi Tian's concerned words came up again.

Jiang Yi was wearing a white nightgown and leaning on a chair, looking a little lonely: "I'm thinking about something."

"Very annoying thing?"

"Let me tell you a story!" Jiang Yi looked at Yi Tian and stretched out his hand, his thoughts far away.

"Once upon a time, there was a princess who got married. After the marriage, they lived a very happy life and soon had their own children. Because the princess grew up in a very happy family, she loved her children very much. But after

After a long, long time, her child disappeared out of thin air. She went to pray to God and pray to Buddha to tell her where the child was. Buddha told her that in her heart, she could never understand the true meaning of this, until one day, the devil brought her

Leading his disciples to attack the city,

Only then did she see the true face of the child. It turned out that the child she had raised for so many years was a devil."

"After this time, she went crazy."

"You are not a devil," Yi Tian quickly interrupted Jiang Yi.

How could she not realize that Jiang Yi's story was trying to hit her and wanted her to know her true face?

The princess stayed with the devil for a long time and turned into a devil.

She described herself as a devil undoubtedly to prevent Yi Tian from investing too much energy in her.

Jiang Yi didn't want to cause irreparable cracks in the marriage between Yi Tian and Jiang Ze just because of his own existence and rebirth.

"I came from hell, but I just wore a human skin."

Jiang Yi's tone was very calm.

"Good and evil exist in every corner of the world. Not all those who come from hell are evil ghosts. Jiang Yi, how my marriage to Jiang Ze is has nothing to do with you."

"I don't want to create a gap between you because of my existence," she said, knowing that Jiang Ze was also one of them. She didn't reach out to Jiang Ze just because she didn't want Yi Tian to see the misery of killing each other.

"Since Jiang Ze sent my daughter for marriage, there has been a gap between us. It has nothing to do with you."

This is the truth. When Cong Jiangze was about to push Jiang Yi out, everything changed.

"What if this marriage is a good outcome?"

Jiang Yi seemed to have never wanted to give Yi Tian a chance to breathe. Questions came out one after another, leaving Yi Tian no chance to think.

"What if it's good?" Jiang asked again after seeing the person not responding for a long time.

Yi Tian paused.

Looking at Jiang Yi, he fell into a tangle.

My daughter is already dead, how can she be better?

But the person in front of her is also her daughter.

Judging from the relationship between Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting during this period, this marriage is indeed not bad.

Her entanglements flowed repeatedly in Jiang Yi's eyes.

After a long time, Jiang Yi stretched out his hand slightly and held the back of Yi Tian's hand, lowering his head, as if he was struggling and entangled.

The thin lips were bitten with layers of marks: "I will try my best to live a happy life, because I am not only me, but also your daughter."

Yi Tian's breath was stagnant, and his eyes staring at Jiang Yi were gradually covered by mist.

In the restaurant, the atmosphere was a little stiff for a while.

At this time, in the bedroom, Fu Xiting broke the silent silence with a panicked voice.

A person who is half asleep and half awake suddenly realizes that his or her lover is not there when he turns over.

He sat up from the bed with a groan, and blurted out a panicked expression.

The stiffness on Jiang Yi's back was instantly dispelled by Fu Xiting's call.

Probably because she didn't want Fu Xiting to see the two of them acting like this, she chose to let go of Yi Tian's hand and enter the house.

"What's wrong?" When he opened the door, he saw Fu Xiting leaning on the bed, with an evil aura all over his body.

"Where have you gone?" The man's voice was hoarse.

"I went to drink water and chatted with my mother outside," Jiang Yi responded warmly.

A door that is ajar must be closed or not.

I don’t want Yi Tian to hear too much.

She walked to the bed and covered the quilt next to Fu Xiting: "Are you lying down for a while?"

The implication is that she and Yi Tian haven't finished talking yet.

Fu Xiting was quite unhappy and stared at Jiang Yi with a somewhat downcast look.

Jiang Yi seemed to understand what this man meant, and leaned over to kiss his thin lips, saying favor in his own way, with a hint of inquiry.

Only then did Fu Xiting give up.

When Jiang Yi opened the door and prepared to go out, what he saw was that the living room was dark, and Yi Tian was no longer in the dining room.

The person standing at the door of the room was slightly stunned. After a long time, he gently closed the bedroom door.

It took a long time before the hand that fell on the doorknob was taken back.

Surprisingly, Fu Xiting saw a little loneliness in her back.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," she shook her head lightly.

The moment she was lying on the bed, Fu Xiting pulled her into his arms and gently stroked her back with his palm: "Go to sleep."

Some people enjoy the warmth, while others are suffering.

In the Zhao family's living room, the family returned from Zhao Zhen's funeral and had no extra energy.

Led by Mr. Zhao, he leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

Bu Si and Zhao Ying were silent.

The old man waved his hand and asked people to go out.

He sat up straight and looked at Bu Si: "How many people know about Jiang Fu?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Zhen'er's death is not that simple. There are only three possibilities now. One, Jiang Fu is still alive. Two, someone is avenging Jiang Fu. Three, someone wants to remove himself from this matter so that he can clear his name and escape.

.”

Zhao Zhen drew this analysis from Jiang Yi's words.

"Impossible," Zhao Ying was shocked.

The old man's face changed: "Why is it impossible?"

"If Jiang Fu is still alive, it would be better for her to come to us to settle accounts on her own than for everyone to come, instead of trying to make us panic in such a roundabout way."

"Dad, what Xiaoying said makes sense."

"What's the point? It's the biggest mistake to just make your own guess about a person. Do you think you know Jiang Fu well enough to predict that the person will change after this incident?"

Mr. Zhao stared at Zhao Ying with an almost steely expression.

When the old man gave the man with white hair to the man with black hair, he was already feeling depressed. Now that he was aroused by these things, everyone could no longer suppress their emotions.

But after all, he is getting older and is not as strong as in previous years. He just sighed lightly: "That's all——."

It was just a comment, quite a bit of a compromise.

"Everyone has been tired for a long day. Let's go to bed early," the old man said and went upstairs.

Bu Si and Zhao Ying were sitting downstairs, falling into silence.

On the other side, Sihan sat in the car and browsed the forum.

I was eating Fu Xiting's melon, but before I finished eating it, I saw a black figure coming out of the dilapidated unit building.

Si Han put his phone in his pocket and followed him.

Si Han followed people from the beginning of the alley to the end of the alley, and when he reached the potholes, his mind was full of disgust.

It would be a waste to think that his hundreds of thousands pairs of shoes would be a waste if he stepped on such pitted and smelly ditch-like ground.

"Damn--" Si Han stepped into the pit and cursed angrily.

Immediately afterwards, he fell to the ground unconscious.

In the dark alley, two men reached out and threw the person into the trunk, then drove away.

The next morning.

Jiang Yi was awakened by a rapid ringing of the phone.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself nestled in Fu Xitingen's armpit.

"What time is it?" Jiang Yi was confused and couldn't tell what night it was.

Fu Xiting squinted his eyes slightly, reached out and took his phone and glanced at it: "Six-thirty."

"Whose phone number?"

"Sib's."

Fu Xiting said, hung up the phone and threw it back on the bedside table.

Jiang Yi glanced vaguely: "Don't answer?"

"It's nothing good, I won't answer it."

Jiang Yien groaned, turned over, found a comfortable position, and continued to nest in.

After a while, the phone rang again.

The rapid ringing of her cell phone made her a little irritated, so she reached out and pushed Fu Xiting.

The man patted her back as if to comfort her.

When the phone was picked up, there was a moment of silence.

Just when Fu Xiting was about to become impatient, Si Bai spoke in a cold tone: "Are you still awake in Rourouxiang?"

"You'd better have something big going on."

"Si Han was kidnapped. The kidnapper called me."

Si Bai's words didn't seem to arouse much interest in Fu Xiting, probably because there was a constant stream of news about the kidnapping of wealthy young masters.

There's nothing new worth seeing.

Fu Xiting spoke, his voice a little hoarse like when he's not awake: "Short of money?"

Si Bai:…………

"You might as well ask who your wife has offended."

At six o'clock, Si Bai received a call from the kidnapper and thought it was a prank that Si Han was fooling around outside.

It wasn't until the other party sent the video that he felt something was wrong.

And Si Han went to work for Jiang Yi last night.

Fu Xiting hung up Si Bai's phone and half propped himself up to wake Jiang Yi up.

The latter was quite impatient, grumbling, and seemed on the verge of getting angry.

"Hey, Sihan has been kidnapped."

Jiang Yien said.

Fu Xiting said again: "Baby."

Jiang Yi seemed to be awake but not awake.

The blurred eyes gradually became clear, and the gaze fixed on Fu Xiting was somewhat displeased. Just when Fu Xiting thought Jiang Yi was going to say something, who would have thought that a person would just roll up a quilt and turn over, full of impatience: "

If you kidnap, just kidnap. Tell Si Bai and ask him to bring fifty people to the company to wait for me, and don’t disturb my sleep."

Fu Xiting:

The implication of Jiang Yi's words is that all this is within her arrangement.

Fu Xiting got up in the morning, before seven o'clock.

After changing clothes and opening the bedroom door, I could smell the fragrance of milk.

Looking sideways at the dining room, he saw Yi Tian standing in the kitchen making breakfast.

In the small pot in the kitchen, oat milk peach gum is boiling.

Chinese people are very particular about breakfast, which requires a balance of yin and yang and dietary fiber. A complete set of breakfasts is available in a variety of ways.

"Morning," Yi Tian caught a glimpse of Fu Xiting getting up out of the corner of his eye, and was a little surprised.

The thought that flashed through my mind was that breakfast was not ready yet.

"Morning," Fu Xiting said in a low voice.

"Is there a coffee machine?" he asked, as if preparing to do it himself.

"Yes, but it hasn't been opened yet. Secretary Yiyi sent it over yesterday."

Fu Xiting followed Yi Tian's gaze and looked over, said a favor, and began to disassemble the coffee machine. In the morning restaurant, with dim lights on, Fu Xiting stood silently assembling the coffee machine under the light, with half of his face covered by shadows.

Stay, the expression is dark and difficult to distinguish.

Yi Tian, ​​on the other hand, thought of talking to Fu Xiting.

Conversation between son-in-law and mother-in-law.

First, Yi Tian asked Fu Xiting: "Did you sleep well last night?"

The latter responded calmly: "Not bad."

Yi Tian stirred the oats in the pot with a spatula: "The house was fully decorated when I bought it, and the furniture came with it, so I didn't have time to change it."

"There are thousands of luxurious houses, but you can only sleep within five feet at night."

"Yiyi is a good child. If Fu Dong can, be more tolerant and tolerant," this is the key point that Yi Tian wants to say.

Fu Xiting picked up the manual and paused.

Just listen to Yi Tian say again: "Dr. Jiang and his wife felt very guilty for her. They often told me about Jiang Fu's childhood, saying that she became sensible early and became an adult early. She was at home alone when she was five or six years old, and she could do it when she was ten years old.

She cooks her own meals, and Dr. Jiang and his wife have little company for her because they are busy with work. They wanted to make up for it after retirement, but unexpectedly - fate has a way with people."

"Whatever Jiang Fu wanted to do when she was young was her own choice. Dr. Jiang and his wife never forced her to make any changes. Being a negotiator was her dream, and she gave her all on this road. Things in her previous life would inevitably make things worse.

There are scars deep in her heart, so this life

Jiang Fu is like a fly on the glass. The future is bright, but the gap in her heart is too deep. If no one pulls her, Jiang Fu is like a fly on the glass.

She is on the right path, but I am worried that she will fall into the abyss again."

"She will remember Fu Dong's kindness to her. She will be grateful even to an insignificant person like me. Fu Dong is her husband, and she will understand in her heart that this child looks strong on the outside but is soft on the inside.

, you have your own opinion and can distinguish right from wrong.”

Fu Xiting turned around slightly. His gray shirt looked a little dark in the not-so-bright living room in the morning.

On May 13, 2010, it rained continuously in the capital.

On the glass of the twenty-nine-story high-rise building, thin drops of rain poured down, giving the house a gray and thick air that could not be shaken off.

Fu Xiting's eyes slowly withdrew from Yi Tian, ​​and then looked at the window sill, his tone of voice distant, like that of an outsider in the future.

"Thank you," this thank you was said by Fu Xiting as a husband on behalf of his wife.

Yi Tian's words made a man who stood at the top of power and held hundreds of millions of wealth begin to reflect on himself.

Reflect on the source of this quarrel between himself and Jiang Yi.

Reflect on whether you care too much.

A mother who is not her biological mother can be so tolerant and understanding of her.

But as the husband, he argued and quarreled with her.

Pull her into the abyss.

Struggling in the abyss.

Yi Tian's words, "If no one holds her, I'm afraid Jiang Yi will go into the abyss again," this sentence made Fu Xiting feel a little more panicked.

If the price of the abyss is death - this price is too cruel and too high.

Fu Xiting stopped what he was doing, washed his hands, and headed towards the bedroom.

At 7:35, Jiang Yi woke up from Fu Xiting's kiss.

After being woken up, he couldn't even vent his anger, so the man grabbed his waist and pressed him.

Men's kisses are dense.

Jiang Yi was almost suffocated by the confinement.

After a long time, as if it was difficult to breathe, she reached out and hooked Fu Xiting's neck.

respond to him.

The kiss deepened.

"What's wrong?" The woman's throat was dry and her words were slightly hoarse.

Fu Xiting held her in one hand and picked up the water glass on the bedside table with the other and handed it to her lips.

After drinking half a cup, I felt slightly better.

"It's okay, I just want to kiss you," Fu Xiting put down the cup, smiled elegantly, and rubbed his chin against her forehead.

Jiang Yi tilted his head to dodge, rather disgusted: "You haven't shaved, it hurts someone."

Fu Xiting's fingertips were tangled in her hair, like playing with antiques: "There is no razor."

"Shall I go down and buy it for you?" Jiang Yi blinked and looked at him.

The man smiled faintly: "That's not necessary."

Jiang Yi sighed helplessly and cursed in his heart that he was so arrogant.

He dove into Fu Xiting's body, nuzzled him like a kitten, and said in a buzzing voice: "What time is it?"

"Almost eight o'clock."

Jiang Yi impatiently hugged the quilt and stood up and sat on the bed, feeling as if his soul was still in bed when he woke up.

Fu Xiting was half propped up on the bed, his gentle palm fell on her lower back, stroking her repeatedly, as if he was teasing a kitten.

"Need help?" Fu Xiting's voice was light.

Jiang Yi knew what he was talking about, stretched out his hand to pull his hair twice, and shook his head slightly: "No need."

"Are you sure?"

"Everything is under control. How can we lift the prawns without throwing a bait?"

Jiang Yi exuded an aura of determination to win.

"Sihan is the bait?"

Fu Xiting was half leaning on the bed, looking at Jiang Yi as he opened the wardrobe and took out clothes like a lazy second generation ancestor.

"kindness."

"Next time it's someone else. If something happens to Si Han, the Si family will be wiped out."

Jiang Yi closed the bathroom door for a moment: "Isn't there Si Bai?"

"Si Bai?" Fu Xiting twitched the corner of his lips: "The man is affectionate, but the concubine is unintentional. Others may not be willing to carry on the family line with him."

Jiang Yi tilted his head and thought for a moment: "The other person you are talking about is Mengyao?"

Fu Xiting smiled lightly and said nothing, but this smile was already his answer.

Jiang Yi opened the bathroom door and entered the bathroom.

Jiang Yi has encountered the good things between Si Bai and Mengyao more than once. When she was still Jiang Fu, she knew that the relationship between the two was unusual.

I work with my subordinates during the day and go to bed at night.

Seamless connection.

But what is helpless is that after so many years, the two of them have never achieved enlightenment.

It is said that Si Bai originally made a grand proposal for marriage, but was rejected and almost became a joke in the capital.

"Are you sure you don't need my help?" Fu Xiting sent Jiang Yi to the company early that morning and walked to the company's entrance to confirm again.

The worry in my heart continues.

Jiang Yi nodded.

"Before anything happens, think about the people around you, your parents, Yi Tian, ​​and me."

Fu Xiting warned her.

Wanting to use a sense of responsibility to confine the devil deep inside her.

Jiang Yi was a little surprised, but still nodded.

"Keep in touch."

Jiang Yi leaned over and kissed Fu Xiting's lips, and also whispered: "Be careful on the road."

Fang Chi didn't understand what happened, why the two people who wanted to kill each other during the day yesterday, only spent one night fighting each other, and their relationship quickly heated up.

Did it enter Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace? Has it been reformed?

Fang Chi thought, indeed, he could not understand the love of highly intelligent people.

When Jiang Yi entered the office, she saw Si Bai sitting on her office chair, playing with the ornaments on the desktop.

Wen Sirui bought that ornament from an unknown stall. He said that when he bought it, he went to the temple, worshiped it, and had it illuminated. It would bring wealth after being placed on it.

Jiang Yi stood at the door and stared at him.

Si Bai met Jiang Yi's eyes and said carelessly: "I didn't find my brother's work station, so I sat in Mr. Jiang's seat. Mr. Jiang doesn't mind, right?"

"I don't mind, Mr. Si, you can sit down if you want."

Jiang Yi handed the bag to Wen Sirui, leaning against the door with his arms folded and responding to Si Bai in a nonchalant manner.

"Where is my brother's workstation?"

"Mr. Secretary, will the driver arrange a work station?"

"Driver?" Si Bai's tone was slightly positive.

"You don't even know what your brother's job is? Mr. Si, this brother is really a failure."

As Jiang Yi spoke, he shook his head angrily.

When she lowered her head and played with her mobile phone, she didn't forget to taunt Si Bai: "You've been in Wenrou Village for so long, and you don't even have family ties anymore?"

After Jiang Yi said this, the person he looked at was not Si Bai, but Mengyao.

Mengyao's expression changed, and she looked away unconsciously.

"Isn't it the same with Mr. Jiang?"

"I am, because fate plays a trick on people. Si Zong, it is purely his own choice. We are different."

Jiang Yi twitched the corners of her lips and stuffed the phone back into her pocket.

Then he changed the subject: "Have you brought everyone with you?"

"Why do you need so many people?"

Jiang Yi rolled his eyes: "They must be going to fight, or else take them to a banquet?"

Sibai:.

Jiang Yi drove, Si Bai sat in the passenger seat, and Mengyao was in the back seat.

This strange relationship made Jiang Yi look back from time to time.

"Did you know that there has been a strange wind blowing in the capital recently?"

"What kind of wind?" Jiang Yi replied casually.

"Jiang Fu is still alive," Si Bai looked at Jiang Yi's profile and spoke word by word.

"Does Mr. Si think he looks like something?"

"Like what?"

"It's like the shit that a constipated person tries to pull out. He can't come out, but he still wants to struggle, and his head pops up with a little force, but in the end he has to pull it back. Why are you testing me like this? I won't follow you.

I won't have too many financial entanglements with you, so why are you acting like a Longjing guy from 1982?" Jiang Yi casually shouted back while driving.

In the back seat, Mengyao seemed to hear something she didn't understand. She held the back of the driver's seat and looked at Jiang Yi: "What does Longjing mean in 1982?"

"Old green tea."

(End of chapter)