Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

In the hospital villa, Meng Shu was slumped on the sofa, her face pale. Wen Xi was holding a bowl of millet porridge beside her, urging her to eat.

"Madam, eat as much as you like! What will happen if you don't eat?" When Wen Qi said this, his heart was very complicated. What is the future? What's the future?

Fu Xiting drove everyone out of the Fu family's old house, and the house was sealed. It's unclear whether the next step will be to demolish the house or let it be permanently sealed. The last time Rui made such a big move, he still lost a few lives and things are calming down.

But this time - Wenqi didn't dare to think what would happen.

If there weren't those people outside the house, they could still contact Jiang Yi and save the country in a roundabout way. But in the current situation, it would be great if Fu Xiting didn't want their lives, but would he still make a roundabout way to save the country?

"The future? Do you think there is a future for us?" The thing Fu Xiting cared about most in her life was almost destroyed in Meng Shu's hands. How could she still believe in the future?

From now on, it would be great if Fu Xiting didn't kill her.

"Then you can't go without eating or drinking," Wen Qi advised earnestly.

Meng Shu sighed softly, not wanting to stop eating or drinking, but what else could she think about now that Fu Xiting was locking her up here?

"Yanting is still kind. I lied to you that the child was dead, but didn't you also see it? The child is still there, and he will more or less miss the old relationship," Wen Qi said this, and he probably didn't even think about it.

I believe that Fu Xiting is indeed nostalgic for his old love, but during this period, he didn't give Meng Shu a chance. When he wanted to marry Jiang Yi, he let go and left everything to Meng Shu to take care of it. But in the end, what Meng Shu did was everyone's guess.

For all to see.

Fu Xiting's kindness has limits.

But Meng Shu did not seize the opportunity.

Meng Shu's tears began to flow freely when she mentioned the child.

Waving to Wen Qi to go out, she wanted to be quiet.

The Dongting Group building is located in the center of the capital's business district. Someone once smiled and asked, "Looking for Dongting Group?" Just look up at the tallest building and follow it.

Now, Zou Yin has found Dongting Group based on this concept.

As she was about to enter, there were people standing or walking in the lobby on the first floor, either making calls on their mobile phones or flipping through documents.

The scene coming and going in front of me is very much like the elite scenes unique to American dramas.

Zou Yin looked at this scene and felt depressed, and this depression was even worse than when she was on the operating table.

She had no feeling of fear even though her life was in her hands, but at this moment, this feeling spread all over her body.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

The security guard blocked Zou Yin's way.

The latter responded: "I'm looking for Mr. Fu."

The security guard seemed not to be surprised: "Do you have an appointment?"

Zou Yin nodded: "I contacted Director Fu in advance."

Probably seeing that Zou Yin had a good temperament and was polite and courteous, the security guard pointed to the front desk: "Go over there and someone will come to take you up."

The front desk staff kept calling, and Zou Yin waited for a while until there was an opening.

After announcing his name, the other party looked at the computer, nodded, sent Zou Yin to the elevator, and called the secretary's office on the top floor through the intercom.

The elevator stopped at the top floor, and as soon as the door opened, someone came up to her, called Dr. Zou with a slight nod, and led her to Fu Xiting's office.

"Director Fu has explained that if you come directly into the office, you may have to wait for a while. Director Fu will not end the meeting until ten o'clock."

"good."

This was the first time Zou Yin stepped into Fu Xiting's office. As soon as she entered, she was attracted by the open office in front of her. The large floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the entire business district. The black and white and gray tones abandoned the new Chinese style of the bad street.

style.

The office is full of green plants, and there are books, trophies, and a medium-sized wedding photo in the middle of the bookshelf at the back.

Zou Yin stared at the wedding photo for a long time, until she silently replaced the girl's face in the wedding photo with Jiang Fu's in her mind.

She thought it would be nice if Jiang Fu was still alive.

But this was too cruel to Yi Tian.

At three o'clock sharp, Fu Xiting saw the time and left the conference room. The secretary was waiting outside the door. When he saw Fu Xiting coming out, he hurriedly greeted him: "Professor Zou is already here. He is in your office as you requested."

Fu Xiting raised his fingertips and waved them to signal her to get busy.

The man walked to the door of the office, but before he entered, he saw Zou Yin resting on her desk and looking at the wedding photos of him and Jiang Yi.

In this wedding photo, Jiang Yi is standing holding his arm, the white gauze covers his leather shoes, and the fluffy skirt looks like a princess on her body.

The reason why he put this photo in his office was because Jiang Yi had the most beautiful smile.

On the day when the wedding photos were taken, when I was communicating with the photographer, I didn’t know what pleasant topics were discussed, and the photographer captured this picture.

When Zou Yin turned around, she happened to see Fu Xiting standing at the door. His expression was slightly strange, but he quickly averted his gaze.

"Long wait."

The man spoke calmly and walked to the sofa.

Zou Yin responded with a smile: "I just came here too. I disturbed Mr. Fu."

The title Mr. Fu is what Zou Yin has always called Fu Xiting.

She still remembered the first time she met Fu Xiting, in the dean's office. When the dean introduced Fu Xiting to her, the man was standing next to the dean in a suit, with an elegant posture like a snow lotus untainted by the world.

.

Later, during the contact, she realized that even if it was a snow lotus, it was still a snow lotus dyed red with blood.

Fu Xiting is not a person who is willing to waste his time for anyone, but if that person is his wife, then he should ignore it.

Fu Xiting led Zou Yin to the tea table by the window. The man took off his suit and put it on the back of the chair, preparing to boil water for tea.

"No need to bother, I'll do whatever you want."

Fu Xiting was always in a calm mood: "It's not troublesome."

Mainly because he had a premonition and was prepared to have a long chat with Zou Yin today. Drinking something else would be a bit monotonous.

The snoring sound of the kettle sounded in the quiet office. Zou Yin was silent for a while before saying, "Dr. Jiang has been in retreat in the laboratory for experiments recently, so I am here alone today."

Fu Xiting nodded: "Our big country ranks first."

Our great country is ranked first. Jiang Fu also said this, but - she still has some complaints, but the complaints are hidden deep.

Today, these words came out of Fu Xiting's mouth, and Zou Yin felt bitter in her heart.

"Does Fufu think so too?"

Fufu?

Oh, his wife.

Fu Xiting had no time to react to the change of title.

Before getting married, Fu Xiting felt that he was a loner. His father passed away and his mother was not like a mother.

For a wedding, buy one and get two free.

He was so stunned that he didn't react for a while.

Fu Xiting picked up the bamboo tweezers and put the tea leaves into the teapot: "She never mentioned your fault to me."

What Fu Xiting said was to the point. He never mentioned their faults, but he also never said they were good.

If it weren't for the casual chat that Yi Tian had with Jiang Yi while walking in the forest that day, he would never have known that her lover's childhood was so lonely.

Compared with Jiang Yi, Fu Xiting felt that his childhood was pretty good. When Fu Yan was alive, he loved him very much. After Fu Yan's death, Meng Shu was unwilling to accept the status quo and frequently committed suicide, which made him realize that there are many things in this world.

Some people really don't deserve to be parents.

"Yes, she is very sensible. She will never say anything against us. No matter how painful or scared she is, she will only tell us that it is okay."

Zou Yin recalled Jiang Yi's childhood life, with mixed feelings in her heart. The word "sensible" almost ran through Jiang Yi's entire childhood. Is she really sensible?

Is she willing to be sensible?

No.

Fu Xiting's hand covering the lid froze because of Zou Yin's words. Is he sensible?

No.

Neither Jiang Fu nor Jiang Yi he met had anything to do with being sensible.

How could a sensible woman take the path of an international negotiator?

A sensible woman should follow the life rules of most people in the world, study, find a similar man to marry, and then have a child who is not bad.

Fu Xiting stretched out his hand to unbutton his cufflinks, slowly pushed up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his strong forearms, and turned his wrists over to appear in front of Zou Yin.

What catches the eye is a row of tooth marks, bright red, telling everyone how fresh it is.

"Fufu bit it," Fu Xiting said.

When he said this, he did not mean to complain, but was more of telling something quietly: "A sensible person should not want to get married at the age of thirty, and a sensible person should not know the path of negotiation.

How dangerous is it to take this road?"

The water vapor was steaming. Fu Xiting leaned on the back of his chair and looked at Zou Yin, with a slight smile on his lips as if he was remembering something.

"At the end of 2009, she was living in a single dormitory at Capital University because she had to complete her studies. That day, I came home late from socializing. When I went out during the day, I promised her to buy butterfly cakes from Linchunlou, but it was too late to socialize with her. When I returned home,

She was off work and didn't buy anything. That day, she locked me out and scolded me for about ten minutes."

"At the beginning of 10 years, she got up in the middle of the night and squeezed a cup of juice. I drank it secretly while taking a shower. She came out with a towel and sat on the bed and refused to let me go to bed. She asked me to pay for her juice."

"Yesterday, I woke her up when I rolled over in the middle of the night, and she kicked me out of bed..."

He talked calmly about what happened with Jiang Yi.

And each of these things tells Zou Yin that Jiang Fu is not only ignorant, but also unreasonable.

Who would be a virtuous and virtuous wife who would scold her husband for not bringing her butterfly cakes when he came back from a party?

Who kind of gentle and considerate wife would not let her husband sleep with her because he drank juice?

What reasonable wife would kick her husband out of bed because he disturbed her by turning over?

The more Fu Xiting spoke, the more Zou Yin's heart trembled.

"She is not sensible at all here."

When the water boiled, Fu Xiting picked up the kettle and poured tea for Zou Yin.

Why can people be sensible? They can only be sensible when they have never felt love. If he loves you, you have enough capital to be arrogant, but Jiang Fu has never received any care from her parents since she was a child. As she said herself, she wants everything.

It hurt so much, and they thought she was being unreasonable.

He ignored her when she was a child, but when she grew up, she accused her of only caring about work.

When Fu Xiting heard what Jiang Yi said that day, his inner emotions were simply mixed.

It's uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable.

This was his wife, and he couldn't bear to part with her. If it were his daughter, he would probably have tears in his eyes.

Zou Yin lowered her eyes and looked at the turbid tea in front of her. Emotions surged in her chest. She regretted that when she was young, she only had work in her eyes and not Jiang Fu.

"I'm sorry for her."

Fu Xiting did not criticize Zou Yin, he was not qualified.

But lack of qualifications does not mean that you have no opinions.

He picked up the tea and took a sip: "The most terrible thing in a person's life is to regret when death occurs. What is even more terrible is that regret is caused by death."

What if Jiang Fu is completely dead?

Does Zou Yin still have a chance to sit here?

Fu Xiting's tone was very calm. If a random vice-president from Dong Ting were to say this, they would think that he was too gentle today.

But he forgot that the person he faced today was not Vice President Dongting, but Zou Yin.

It is Zou Yin who lost her daughter but cannot recognize her.

The pain in her heart had spread to her limbs and bones.

As soon as Fu Xiting's sarcastic words came out today, Zou Yin lowered his head and screamed sadly.

She cried.

Sitting in front of Fu Xiting's expensive tea table, I covered my face and cried bitterly.

A pot of fine Biluochun is contaminated by tears.

The hum of the kettle merged with the low wail.

"what do I do?"

"What should I do!"

Zou Yin was thinking about making amends, but the situation in front of her was really extraordinary.

How to make up for it?

How to remedy?

"Is she still my Fufu?"

Fu Xiting was unable to answer Zou Yin's mournful inquiry.

The only answer was silence.

Outside the office, when Guan Qing raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, he heard crying in the room before he could stop it. He grabbed his secretary and asked, "Who is inside?"

"Zou Yin, Professor Zou," the secretary was a little confused.

Guan Qing understood and waved his hand to let them go about their business.

In the office, Zou Yin said with a choked voice: "I want to see her."

If a mother wants to see her daughter, she can only want to see her.

Fu Xiting shook his head and rejected Zou Yin's proposal.

"If people knew she was Jiang Fu, she would be in a very dangerous situation, and she might be leaving this world forever."

It is taboo for a person who is supposed to be dead to be alive in another person's body.

Zou Yin lowered his head and sighed heavily.

He took out a letter from the bag on the side and handed it to Fu Xiting, asking him to deliver it to Jiang Yi.

The latter took it.

"Excuse me, Mr. Fu."

"Yes, she is my wife."

Zou Yin was stunned for a moment at this yes, and then he said she is my wife. Zou Yin inexplicably heard the doting of this superior.

When Zou Yin left that day, Fu Xiting's words followed the scent of tea, and he also brought a reminder: "You should understand what will be waiting for her if this matter is exposed."

"She is my flesh and blood. I will not harm my biological daughter. Don't worry, Mr. Fu." Zou Yin naturally knew Fu Xiting's concerns. He never concealed Jiang Yi. Jiang Fu was already kind to them.

Fu Xiting sat on the chair and looked at Zou Yin who stood up, and nodded slowly, as if to reassure her: "She is by my side, please don't worry."