Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

It’s not like Fu Xiting has never been drunk.

In their industry, getting drunk is commonplace.

It is even more common to end up in the hospital after drinking.

It's just like today, not common.

Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting who was helped in by Fang Chi and Guan Qing, and was stunned for a few seconds: "How much did you drink?"

Guan Qing placed Fu Xiting on the sofa in Jiang Yi's ward, sweat dripping from his temples.

June, the end of summer.

There is only one day left in July.

Fu Xiting collapsed on the sofa drunk.

His brows were furrowed, rather disgusted.

On the contrary, Fang Chi and the others were true confidants, and they served Fu Xiting very well.

Before they could go out, the doctor came in and pulled out the needle. Jiang Yi sat on the bed holding a cotton swab and looked at Fu Xiting who was groaning on the sofa.

Sometimes I need potion, sometimes I need to go to the toilet, in short - it's very noisy.

At ten o'clock, everyone in the ward left one after another, leaving only a drunkard and a sick man who was dying of illness.

Jiang Yi sat on the bed and looked at Fu Xiting, who was lying unconscious.

She stared at him for a long time, and then sighed, feeling quite helpless. She originally didn't want to care about his life or death, but she really couldn't bear it. She was sick, and he coaxed and hugged her. Now that she was here, she shouldn't go too far.

There is unbearable guilt in this, and there is also a little love and affection mixed in.

Anyone who has been in that position knows that there are some drinks that just can't be passed down.

The blanket held by Jiang Yi came to the sofa and was about to bend down to cover Fu Xiting. The man's closed eyebrows instantly opened, and his sharp eyes shot out like sharp blades. He wanted to cut the person in front of him into pieces, but he could see that it was

At the moment Jiang Yi fell in love, all his defenses suddenly dropped. He was drunk, but still half awake.

The palm that was originally holding Jiang Yi's arm slowly relaxed half of it, and he took the opportunity to pull Jiang Yi into his arms.

His soft palms gently comforted her, and words smelling of alcohol flowed into Jiang Yi's ears: "I scared you."

Jiang Yi knew that Fu Xiting was very defensive. During the first days when they lived together, Fu Xiting would wake up every night, and the only reason he woke up was because she got up to go to the toilet.

However, we were in Yuyuan at that time, so I probably knew it subconsciously and didn’t react too much.

But today, in an unfamiliar environment, this man's eyes that suddenly opened were enough to represent everything.

Jiang Yi was confused for a while, then reached out and gently stroked Fu Xiting's cheek. His thumb slowly moved on his cheek, and the woman's low murmur also sounded: "Go to sleep! No one will come."

"Baby, I drank too much," Fu Xiting rubbed Jiang Yi's neck, and his soft words came out down his throat.

Jiang Yien said, and the hand touching his cheek changed to touching the back of the person's neck: "I know."

"Are you going to be angry?" Fu Xiting's voice was buzzing.

Jiang Yi smiled lightly: "No, I'm not that unreasonable."

"You don't have to be unreasonable," Fu Xiting didn't want Jiang Yi to become as cautious as he was in his previous life. This would be of no benefit to him at all.

"I'm looking for a wife, not a partner. I don't need you to be sensible, nor do I need you to be reasonable. Baby, you just need to be yourself."

Jiang Yi didn't know whether Fu Xiting drank too much or he drank too much.

Why did every word of this man make her feel so excited and so drunk?

Maybe Fu Xiting's wine got into her head?

Seeing that his lover didn't respond for a long time, the man raised his forehead slightly and stared at her, humming inquiringly?

Jiang Yi calmed down and nodded: "I know."

At midnight, Zou Yin woke up from her dream, opened her eyes, and saw the ceiling in the duty room.

After coming out of Yi Tian's study in the afternoon, I felt restless.

My mind is filled with scenes of Jiang Yi when she was a child, and the scene of her holding the tomb.

These vivid scenes are like poison.

It devoured her heart bit by bit, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Zou Yin sat up from the single bed, picked up the coat on the side and put it on her body, opened the door of the rest room and prepared to leave.

The nurse on duty saw her and was a little confused: "Dr. Zou, is there something wrong?"

"No, I'm going out to see the patient, you guys have a rest," Zou Yin responded softly.

The nurse nodded.

At three o'clock in the morning, Zou Yin walked around the long corridor of the hospital and walked to Jiang Yi's ward.

In the ward, the lights were not turned off.

Zou Yin stood at the door struggling for a long time.

The feeling of wanting to see Jiang Yi and explain to her was particularly urgent.

But even if you are desperate, you will still be afraid.

Once Jiang Yi questions her, how should she respond?

Are you still using the same excuses you used when you were a kid?

Zou Yin leaned against the wall and closed her eyes slightly, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

Tangle, struggle, pain, unbearable, and other emotions are all staged.

At 3:45, Fu Xiting's hand holding Jiang Yi was numb from the pressure and moved slightly. The person who had not entered a deep sleep was slightly awakened.

When he raised his eyes in confusion, a familiar face was reflected on the glass window of the ward. The moment Jiang Yi froze, Fu Xiting, although he never looked back, saw the person standing at the door through the window glass.

At midnight, it was another thrilling event.

Zou Yin never came in, and Jiang Yi never spoke.

Fu Xiting's fingertips slowly landed on Jiang Yi's back, gently comforting him. Three to five minutes passed, and the stiffness in his arms gradually softened. His cheeks were buried in his shirt, and there were tears layer by layer.

poured into his chest.

It was so hot that Fu Xiting's breathing became weak.

The man who was originally drunk is now seven to eight points sober. Maybe he feels better after a good sleep, or maybe it's Jiang Yi's fault.

Fu Xiting pulled up the blanket next to him and covered Jiang Yi.

At 3:50, a low humming sound came from the ward. Fu Xiting hugged Jiang Yi and hummed a baby song between his breaths.

Like every mother who puts her child to sleep at midnight.

He kissed her hair, stroked her back, and hummed songs to coax her to sleep.

This is Fu Xiting, the Fu Xiting who controls the overall situation and kills decisively.

In 2008, Jiang Fu had contacts with Fu Xiting at work.

That day, the sky was clear and the clouds were clear, and the two of them met at the golf course. Between the mountains and forests, a gentle breeze blew, and the golf course was so quiet that only the rustling of leaves could be heard.

When Jiang Yi followed Guan Qing to the lawn, he saw a man kneeling behind Fu Xiting from a distance. The man was in a suit and leather shoes. Judging from the texture of the clothes, this man should be in a high position. His hair was combed meticulously. If he hadn't been at this time

With his movements and trembling body, Jiang Yi would think that this person was Fu Xiting's right-hand man.

The man was frightened and frightened. Fu Xiting stood tall, wearing a pure white sportswear, holding a golf club and slowly playing the ball.

Jiang Fu was wearing a white sports skirt that day. Before she walked in, she heard a man kneeling behind Fu Xiting crying for mercy with runny nose and tears.

She paused and looked at the scene in front of her.

Fu Xiting, perhaps feeling that someone was coming, stopped what he was doing, slowly looked back at her, and while pulling off his gloves, he looked at her like he was talking about family matters: "Make Judge Jiang laugh."

Jiang Yi smiled slightly.

Fu Xiting glanced at Fang Chi beside him and motioned for him to take the man down. When the man saw this, he was instantly frightened.

He shouted loudly and begged for mercy, and his fierce voice filled the entire golf course with his miserable screams. The cry and begging for mercy were mixed together, which quite polluted the environment.

Fu Xiting seemed unaffected at all. He stood tall and tall. Dressed in white, he was as white as a flower from the other side that had not been stained with blood. He was enchanting and dazzling.

It seems that the fireworks in the world cannot pull him down from the altar.

But now——

He hummed children's songs to comfort his wife who was crying.

The decisiveness of killing instantly turned into softness around her fingers.

The gods have returned to real life.

Dance with ordinary people.

…

"Doctor Zou, we have an emergency." As soon as Zou Yin left, the emergency department came. The nurse followed her all the way.

Seeing her leaning against the wall from a distance, she had no intention of prying into other people's privacy, but when Zou Yin looked back, she was startled by the tears on her face.

"Dr. Zou, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

The nurse hurriedly came over to help Zou Yin. Zou Yin and his wife had stayed in the hospital for so many years and had certain achievements in academia. Not only 100%, 99% of the people in the hospital knew about these two people, and they

The two of them are usually extremely friendly to their subordinates and patients, and they are naturally well-liked in the hospital.

Zou Yin suddenly appeared in the hospital today with tears on her face. The last time everyone talked about this, her daughter had died.

Today... why?

Zou Yin wiped away her tears in a panic and stroked the little nurse's hand away: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

"Doctor Zou..." The little nurse hesitated to speak.

He looked like he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"Isn't there an emergency? Let's go!"

Zou Yin calmed down, pretended to be calm and left.

When the little nurse turned to leave, she looked at the numbers on the ward and felt strange.

On July 1, Jiang Yi was discharged from the hospital and returned to Yuyuan.

At this time, Qian Xingzhi and Si Han were still out investigating the matter.

Jiang Yi wanted to return to the company, but Mr. Fu rejected her idea with a dark face.

The implication is: "This day will not be missed."

July 1st, Thursday.

After one day of rest, it’s the weekend again.

What Fu Xiting said was one day was actually four consecutive days off.

The first thing Jiang Yi did when he returned to Yuyuan was to look for cats, but those two cats went to the mountains and forests early this morning.

Jiang Yi called the cats all over the room but did not call out these two little things.

Mr. Fu stood in the living room on the first floor with a glass of water and looked at his wife who was busy going up and down. When he saw someone coming down from the second floor, he asked leisurely and elegantly: "Didn't find it?"

Jiang Yi hummed.

"Just discharged from the hospital, don't be so tired," Fu Xiting handed the water glass in his hand to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi pursed her lips, took a few sips from the cup.

When he caught a glimpse of Su Xin coming towards him, he put the cup in his hand on the coffee table: "How about it?"

"Madam, there's a call from the guard room saying that two cats have gone into the forest."

Jiang Yi frowned in displeasure. It was probably because he didn't see the two cats when he came back that he was unhappy, but he also knew that they were wild-tempered, so he didn't say anything.

"If Madam is worried, I'll send someone up the mountain to look for her," Suxin observed her words and thought of her husband's recent attitude of holding people in his hands, so she didn't dare to neglect her.

How could Jiang Yi not see that Su Xin's words were carefully considered and she was not a vicious capitalist who would embarrass her servants over trivial matters. Moreover, Su Xin was usually pretty good, able to advance and retreat appropriately and observe her words and deeds.

"That's all, it's not a waste of time and money for a cat," Jiang Yi responded leisurely, reaching out to pick up the cup he had just put down, and continued to drink water casually.

Fu Xiting stood aside, grasping all the emotions in Jiang Yi's eyebrows, glanced at Su Xin, and moved his chin slightly toward the yard.

The latter understood, left the residential building, and went to the woods with the guards.

In July, all things are merciful.

After returning from Shanghai, the couple's relationship gradually warmed up. Fu Xiting's constant presence at Jiang Yi's side for days has already made the CEOs of Dongting Group complain endlessly. Some CEOs in the past had unsatisfactory physical examination results, and later Fu Dong gave up his business.

This East Courtyard is almost leaderless.

Those who said a few days ago that they would reduce their workload broke their promise within three to five days.

Wu Jiangbai and others could only smoke and sigh, but also shook their heads helplessly.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Yi was sleepy. The person who was answering emails in the study lay down on the desk. Just as he was about to take a nap, Fu Xiting picked her up by the waist and carried her to the bed. When she lay down, she repeatedly told Fu Xiting to call her at half past two.

Get up, and the latter agrees.

But when Jiang Yi opened his eyes again, it was already approaching five o'clock.

Did Fu Xiting go upstairs at half past two?

Up.

At that time, someone was reporting on his work. He glanced at his watch, stood up, and left the reception room with large strides. Everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.

After Fu Xiting went upstairs, he saw that Jiang Yi was still sleeping, with his brows relaxed, and the previous tense look was gone. After his defenses were removed, he was surrounded by a group of soft lights, as if he was unguarded like a child.

The man bent slightly and kissed her fair cheek. In her sleep, Jiang Yi seemed to feel something, so she kept silent, pulled up the quilt and buried herself in it.

Fu Xiting smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and peeled the man out of the quilt.

It was approaching dinner time, and the servants were all busy in the kitchen. Jiang Yi didn't know that the senior management of Dongting had returned, so he just woke up and walked downstairs barefoot in home clothes, and was about to go to the restaurant.

Suddenly I heard someone sighing in a low voice: "As the clothes get wider, I will never regret it. I feel so haggard because of Yi!"

After not seeing each other for a few days, Fu Xiting became visibly thinner. First he was in meetings for days, then he was drunk, and then he was taking care of his wife without taking care of his clothes.

Someone laughed and said, "Can you go to Mr. Fu and say this?"

The man said again: "I don't dare."

"Love is poison!" The two of them stood aside smoking cigarettes, with a light tone like parents who are worried about their children.

"Other women have found Mr. Fu and are eager to enjoy the life of a wealthy family at home. But this Miss Jiang has turned everything upside down. I heard at the entertainment venue two days ago that she flew all the way to Shanghai to rob him.

Judge Zhao’s case.”