Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Jiang Yi sat in the car, looked at the neon lights receding outside the car window, and sighed slightly.

If Guo Siqing knew her psychological trends at this time, he would definitely throw out the words "dang" and "li" unceremoniously, enjoying the convenience that Fu Xiting's reputation brought to him, but he did not want to admit that he was enjoying this convenience.

To put it bluntly, the beatings from society were placed on her head.

The sound of coughing broke the silence in the taxi.

Jiang Yi covered her lips, lowered her head and coughed, as if she wished she could cough up all her chest.

"Beauty, do you have a cold?"

Jiang Yi did not respond to the driver's conversation.

The driver added: "The flu has been prevalent in Shanghai recently, and many schools have postponed their opening."

"Young people should pay attention to their health."

The driver glanced at Jiang Yi through the rearview mirror: "I see that the Bentley has not caught up with me, are you still going?"

Jiang Yi glanced sideways and saw that there was indeed no sign of Bentley behind him.

Slowly he sat upright: "Step over and put me down!"

"Between husband and wife, quarreling is common. The most taboo thing when two people quarrel is not communicating and not communicating. Take half of the good temper with others at home. The family will repay you much more than the society. Today's young people are utilitarian.

If you are too ambitious and want fame and status, in fact, these things are only temporary. When you get older in this life, you will find that nothing is as good as having a good body and a happy family."

"If a family is unlucky, it can ruin several generations," the driver advised earnestly.

"We are not a couple——."

"Wearing a wedding ring on his hand, the way he looks at you is full of forbearing love. If he didn't really love you, he would have caught up with you by now."

Jiang Yi was puzzled: "What does love or not have to do with chasing or not?"

"Only those who love you will know the dangers of racing in the city. I think that guy just now is also a successful person, right? For people like them, if they don't have true feelings, who would waste time playing games with you? You are not Mary

Lian Monroe."

Jiang Yi: It really breaks my heart.

The driver pulled the car over to the side of the road. Jiang Yi took out his wallet and prepared to pay. The driver looked at the meter and quoted fifty-three.

Jiang Yi took out ten Mao Zedong cards from his wallet and handed them to the driver: "Will you come down with me to get them?"

The driver took the money, took out a piece of Mao Zedong, and gave the rest to Jiang Yi: "That's enough."

Jiang Yi looked at the driver: "You have money but you don't earn it?"

"It's not like I can make any money. Besides, I'm not racing, am I?"

"Go down! Don't delay my business."

Jiang Yi opened the car door and got out of the car, standing on the streets of Huzhou, looking at the busy streets, feeling a rare loneliness rising from his heart.

On a day in late June, the hot wind started to rise, and Jiang Yi stood on the street, covering his lips and coughing.

There was a text message coming from the cell phone in my pocket.

Fang Chi: [Little madam, your husband’s birthday is today]

[It is also the death anniversary of my husband’s father]

Fu Xiting tried hard to control the time to today, partly because he was thinking about his wife, and partly because he was thinking about his deceased father, but at this time, neither his father nor his wife was taken into consideration.

It's really a failure.

Fang Chi's text message was really too intimidating.

Jiang Yi looked at the text messages on the screen of his phone, and his whole body was dazed for a moment. He felt extremely hot while holding the phone.

Fu Xiting’s birthday today————.

It is also the anniversary of his father's death.

June 29, 2010, was a very ordinary day, and nothing changed because the couple were both in Shanghai.

This day was also the turning point of Fu Xiting's thirty-year life journey.

In Huzhou.

He has no friends or relatives, only a wife who is in a cold war with him.

Jiang Yi was standing on the street, and suddenly she felt quiet in all directions, and the air was so tight that it was almost hard for her to breathe.

It was as if every speck of dust in this city was questioning her, accusing her, asking her why she was so unreasonable.

To hurt a man who has no relatives, friends or family.

Why?

Because of Meng Shu’s unreasonable suspicion?

Or is it because of Fu Xiting's temper?

What does Meng Shu's unreasonable suspicion have to do with Fu Xiting?

And Fu Xiting's temper... anyone can have it.

Jiang Yi suddenly realized that her harshness towards Fu Xiting was not entirely due to Fu Xiting, but because she was unwilling to admit her inner expectations for this marriage.

Yes, she has expectations for Fu Xiting.

What to expect?

I hope he can solve everything for himself, take good care of himself, and not have to fight against those short-term relationships between parents.

But the appearance of Meng Shu frustrated her expectations, and that's what happened next.

Among the crowd, Jiang Yi raised his eyes and glanced at the sky. There were no stars or moon, only the flickering neon lights.

June 29th, is it special?

Not special.

For Fu Xiting, this is just an ordinary day, but for some people, this day is a day of unforgettable pain and heartache.

It was his son's birthday and his mother's day of suffering. Fu Xiting was indifferent and did not want to remember this day, but Meng Shu was tortured by this special day in her sleep.

The rest of the people were outside the incident but seemed to be in the middle of it.

In June 2010, the flu was prevalent in Shanghai, and the infusion room in the hospital was full of people with colds and fevers. Jiang Yi plunged into this sick city.

became one of them.

She walked two streets in the business district and entered twelve cake shops. She couldn't buy any cakes, either because it was late or because they were out of stock. There was only one. The boss apologized and told her that all cakes were sold.

It was over, and there was only one left. The child's birthday was canceled because of illness, so I kept the cake. I asked her if she didn't like it.

Jiang Yi replied: I don’t dislike it.

She paid, took the cake and left.

As quickly as possible, we hailed a taxi and headed straight to the hotel.

She had never done anything like this in her two lifetimes. She had been with Lin Jingzhou for so many years in her previous life, and had never celebrated a birthday with him. She was always either busy at work or abroad.

Lin Jingzhou, on the other hand, is like an extremely obedient child. He doesn't argue or make trouble. If he misses it, he misses it.

There was never any resentment against her for her absence.

Looking back at Fu Xiting, Jiang Yi suddenly realized that being silent about love is not necessarily a good thing.

Two people have requirements for each other, and only by working together can they last long.

"There's a traffic jam," the driver looked at the traffic in front and sighed helplessly.

Jiang Yi looked at the time. It was eleven o'clock sharp. If we continue to be blocked, we would miss the time: "Can we take a detour?"

"It's hard to take a detour! The detour at this point is also blocked," the driver glanced at Jiang Yi and then at the cake next to her.

Seeing that she was in a hurry to go home to celebrate someone else's birthday, he reminded her: "Get off the car, walk 1 kilometer ahead, and then turn left. It will take about thirty minutes. It's faster than being stuck in a traffic jam."

Jiang Yi didn't even think about it, opened the car door, got out of the car with the cake, and ran all the way.

The rapid footsteps caused everything around him to move backwards, and the music from the street shop sounded one after another, pieced together into an incomplete piece of music.

The sound of music melody suddenly revived her memory.

Jiang Yi thought that she had never loved someone completely. The pursuer in her previous life and the relationship that ended abruptly and cost her dearly were not enough to be medals in her life, so when she met

When Fu Xiting was married, the man's strong demands and firm demands made her want to escape from this marriage. She felt that such a relationship was morbid, but at this moment, all outsiders were telling her in words that it was not this relationship that was morbid.

But her.

Platonic love existed only with Marilyn Monroe, but she was not.

She is nothing, she is not the international negotiator Jiang Fu, nor Jiang's eldest daughter, she is Fu Xiting's wife.

A woman who should have stood by his side but pushed him away countless times.

Shanghai is near the sea, and the weather at the end of June is a little cooler than in the capital, but even so, Jiang Yi still broke out in a sweat while running.

At 11:45, Jiang Yi entered the hotel.

At 11:50, Jiang Yi rang the doorbell of Fu Xiting's room.

In the shopping mall, Fu Xiting is definitely a gentleman who can turn his hands into clouds and rain.

Some people are jealous of him, some people cling to him, but no one treats him sincerely.

Except for those subordinates who have been with him for many years, he has not felt warmth for a long time.

When he was young, he fought against jackals, tigers and leopards in order to take back the Fu family. As an adult, he was just trying to take a breath but was hit in the head by Meng Shu and his muscles were broken.

It's not that he doesn't feel pain, it's just that the pain is beyond words.

He could not tell anyone about his mother's infidelity, so he could only bury the bone-gnawing pain in his heart alone, and he had to recall this painful memory all the time.

As long as Meng Shu doesn't die, this memory will never go away.

But he can't do it yet.

But when Meng Shuruo died, he didn't even have the last blood relative in this world.

The worst plan Fu Xiting had ever made in his life was that his life would go on like this, and marrying Jiang Yi would be a bad idea.

Because she doesn't like to talk, because she is easy to control, and because she is weak, she will not pose any threat to him.

But Jiang Fu was a surprise and an accident in his life.

She is smart, independent, thoughtful, and has many advantages.

Only he suffered less setbacks in life. The proud man fell from the altar, and it took him a year to drive that unwillingness out of his body.

On June 29, 2010, Fu Xiting opened the door of his room while holding a cigarette.

He looked at his wife standing at the door, holding a cake in her hand and looking at him with a smile on her face.

The long hotel corridor behind her became her background color.

Jiang Yi did not choose to remain silent that day. She looked at Fu Xiting, like a child who had done something wrong to please an adult. She was soft and delicate. She first said sorry, and then said happy birthday.

I'm sorry that you missed your father's death anniversary.

Happy birthday and hope he can be truly happy.

Fu Xiting seemed to be frightened by Jiang Yi and had no time to shake off the cigarette ashes in his hand.

It wasn't until the cigarette ashes fell on the back of his hand that he woke up.

He stared at Jiang Yi, his heart beating wildly.

But reason allowed him to control his emotions.

His wife's mind was too active, and he really wasn't sure what Jiang Yi was thinking.

Happy birthday? and Sorry, which one is true and which one is false.

Fu Xiting did not respond to Jiang Yi.

A tight silence spread between the two at the door of the room.

Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting and saw the restraint, entanglement, forbearance, and pain in his eyes.

Restraint and forbearance mean that he is not sure whether Jiang Yi loves him.

The reason for the confusion was that Jiang Yi was really rare at that time.

It was sad that he saw sympathy in Jiang Yi's eyes.

He guessed that Jiang Yi's behavior today was not out of love, but out of sympathy.

Do you sympathize with him as a lonely man celebrating his thirtieth birthday, or do you sympathize with him as he has no relatives or friends?

"Jiang Yi, I don't need sympathy. If you love me, you love me. If you don't love me, you don't love me. There is no need to do something you don't want to do just because you pity me. It's best if you love me. If you don't

Love me, it’s not that I can’t accept it————”

"I love you," Jiang Yi interrupted Fu Xiting hastily.

Fu Xiting was stunned. She loved him? Jiang Yi had said this too many times between the sheets, again and again.

Every time he teased her and asked her if she loved him, her answer was always love.

But when I got out of bed, everything changed.

Now, when Jiang Yi said this again, Fu Xiting didn't believe it. He mocked and said: "If it is a crime to deceive people, Mrs. Fu is afraid that she will be sentenced to life imprisonment."

Jiang Yi was holding the cake. In just this moment, the candle she lit with a lighter had burned to the bottom and was about to melt into the cake.

Fu Xiting's eyes were filled with defensiveness, probably because he was afraid that his hopes would fail, so he was particularly harsh on Jiang Yi today.

He doesn't believe her.

Don't believe her when she says she loves him.

As for Jiang Yi, she wanted to explain, but she had never loved anyone before and didn't know how to explain.

In the end, the words that filled my stomach turned into a silent drama that was difficult to speak.

Fu Xiting watched Jiang Yi struggling and suffering, knowing that he was too cruel to her and forced her to have no way to retreat, but unfortunately, she did not take a step forward.

He just stood at the door holding the cake, his eyes red and tangled.

The air was so quiet that Fu Xiting could hear his nervous heartbeat. At this moment, he was like a boy in love for the first time, trying hard to attract the other person's attention, using some despicable means to make the other person anxious and scared at the same time.

The other party really abandons you and asks you to break up.

He is restrained, nervous and depressed.

Until finally, I took a step back and committed myself to blowing out the three candles on the cake that were about to go out.

He looked at the confused Jiang Yi, holding the extinguished cigarette between his arms and asked her: "Can I make a wish?"

Jiang Yi nodded blankly and breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

This relief was not because of anything else, but because Fu Xiting let her go.

Can words explain love?

It's too difficult. It's even harder than fighting with other scholars.

Fu Xiting looked at his wife and said every word with utmost seriousness: "I hope God can put your heart into me. I want you to love me."

I want you to love me, and I want you to love me.

They have two different meanings. The former is firm and cannot be rejected.

The latter has room to retreat.

But Fu Xiting wants all of Jiang Yi's love.

all!

Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting and suddenly smiled. When she turned her eyes, tears rolled down her face. She tried her best to respond to Fu Xiting with a steady voice: "God cannot put my heart on you, but I can. You don't need me to love you.

I will love you too."

She couldn't deny Fu Xiting's kindness to her. This man was always good at doing things silently, for her parents, her friends, and the people she cared about.

From Guo Siqing to Zou Yin, Jiangkuo and his wife, and then to Yi Tian.

He arranged everything clearly for everyone.

And she is really too cruel.

Over and over again, we push ourselves further.

He missed his father's memorial day and had to travel on the road for his birthday.

The man's stern features softened for a moment because of Jiang Yi's words, but only for a moment.

Fu Xiting loves Jiang Yi. This kind of love is based on husband and wife. He can pave the way for her and take her to the top of her life, but these things have become conditional from the beginning.

He convinced himself to love her.

Convince yourself to love her unconditionally.

But Jiang Yi was so mean. She gave him some tenderness, gave him some, and withdrew some, just like teasing a wild cat outside with a cat strip, which made him feel itchy.

I want to give up, but I can't bear it.

I want more, but I don't get it, so over time, the resentment in my heart accumulates and begins to explode.

If she didn't give him warmth, this kind of thing wouldn't happen.

She wouldn't be like this if she didn't tease him.

Give him a little love, take a step back, say you love him, stab him with a knife, that's too bad, it's really too bad.

He was like a dog that was about to be abandoned by its owner, wagging its tail and begging for a little love in exchange. The love that he couldn't get in daily life, he ruthlessly asked for in bed. Fortunately, Jiang Yi still relied on him a little bit.

It was this little bit of dependence that gave him more patience.

Fu Xiting was standing in the room and Jiang Yi was in the corridor.

The people who came to stay looked at the scene between the two of them, which was quite strange, and they looked sideways twice.

Fu Xiting took a step back and locked his eyes on Jiang Yi.

And Jiang Yi knew that he wanted her to go in, and going in meant that he was willing to take a further step in the relationship.

With Fu Xiting's desire for control, once she got in, she would have no way out.

Jiang Yi was holding the cake, her hands a little stiff. She looked at Fu Xiting, their eyes met, and the game of eyes spread in the air.

Does Fu Xiting have a charming personality?

Of course he does, and his personality charm is better than that of many people.

He is a very good husband, and the sense of responsibility in marriage is engraved in his bones.

He arranged everything carefully.

Let her not feel ashamed to too many people.

She used to admit Fu Xiting's goodness to the outside world and dare to defend Fu Xiting in front of outsiders. Why didn't she dare to admit it in her heart?

Jiang Yi moved his toes slightly, preparing to step forward.

Fu Xiting spoke in a cold voice: "Do you know what it means to take a step forward?"

"I know," Jiang Yi said.

"I gave you the chance to refuse. If you still insist on choosing me, then you will never escape from me in the future."

Facing Fu Xiting's cold warning, Jiang Yi didn't think too much.

She stepped into the room.

Before she could stand still, Fu Xiting grabbed her waist and pressed it against the door panel. The cake fell to the ground with a clatter, followed closely by her thin lips.

June 29th was a day of sadness and joy.

Before 2010, it was sad, but after 2010, it was happy.

When Fu Xiting recalled this day in the future, he complained less about life because of Jiang Yi's actions that day.

He thought that life could not always be bad.

His birthday is his father's memorial day, and it is also the day Jiang Yi decided to love him. At least, starting from 2010, this is not a bad day.