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The word "sensible" sounds like a compliment, but in fact it can be lethal throughout a person's life.

She has been living with these two words for the rest of her life, and Jiang Yi is one of them.

In 10 years, the four words "moral kidnapping" have not yet come out. If they come out, Jiang Yi will definitely say that the word "sensible" is the beginning of these four words.

She has lived with this sentence since she was a child.

[Mom and dad are very busy, you have to be sensible]

[The patient is the biggest, you have to be sensible]

[Meaning, mom doesn’t have time to attend your school activities, you have to be sensible]

Words like this echoed throughout Jiang Yi's past life.

sensible?

How ironic.

So that day, she responded to Fu Xiting: "I don't want to know,"

She was not interested in the conversation between the two of them. She was either feeling guilty or wanted to atone for her sins, but either way was enough to bring back bad memories.

A woman, in this life, will only behave badly when someone loves her. Only when no one is loved will she be sensible. This is not a good thing.

"If I have a daughter in the future, I will respect her character. If her character is that of a sensible child, then I will naturally be happy. If not, I will not cruelly kill her nature and ask her to change."

"I will not set a framework for her to be sensible because of my career,"

Jiang Yi spent his young years in this framework, because his parents were saving lives and healing the wounded, and because they were doctors, they had to be sensible. Even getting sick and injured became unreasonable.

She and Zou Yin, I don’t know who is more miserable.

Fu Xiting held her palm and kneaded it slowly. He stared at Jiang Yi, with tenderness in his eyes, and followed Jiang Yi's words and said: "My children, Fu Xiting, only need to follow their own inner development in this life."

good."

…

Jianzhou.

An inconspicuous black car was parked in front of a single-family villa. Sihan sat in the car and looked at the situation outside.

Although this villa is luxurious, it is indeed cold and does not look like it is inhabited.

"We've been waiting for three days, are you sure there's someone inside?" Si Han was a little confused. This place didn't look like it was inhabited.

"If no one lives there, why is the lawn in the yard so clean? If no one lives there, why are the curtains on the second floor windows still open?"

"The lawn in the yard will be regularly repaired by dedicated villa managers. The curtains are left open because someone left in a hurry and didn't close them. What's your logic?" Si Han felt strange and looked at Qian Xingzhi.

Show how you can do it or not.

Qian Xingzhi glanced at him and almost spat out that the rich man's brain was not working properly.

"You despise me?" Si Han caught the disdain in his eyes and almost shouted.

Qian Xingzhi pointed to the side: "Did you see it?"

Si Han looked over and was a little surprised to see a Dalmatian dog sneaking out of the yard.

"Is there really someone living there?" The dog looked clean and had a collar around its neck. It looked like it was domesticated.

But this yard - it looks very cold, and it doesn't look like a place that smells of smoke.

Si Han felt incredible.

Qian Xingzhi looked sideways at the dog, perhaps feeling the unfriendly gaze of humans, because the dog stared at the car and suddenly started barking.

Si Han was so frightened that he shrank his neck: "It won't rush over, will it?"

"If you don't yell and scream, you won't," Qian Xingzhi stabbed him in the heart without politeness.

Si Han covered his mouth and ended his words, but he was also a little curious. He leaned slightly and looked at Qian Xingzhi from the driver's seat: "Can I ask why you are looking for him?"

"He has lives on his hands," Qian Xingzhi said.

"Jiang Fu? The plane crashed?"

Qian Xingzhi glanced at him through the rearview mirror: "How do you know?"

"Some time ago, there were some rumors in circles in the capital that Jiang Fu's death was related to Zhao Zhen, but everyone was just guessing and there was no evidence."

"You have to believe that this matter will not come out of nowhere."

Si Han approached this matter from the perspective of a bystander. He put his hands behind his head and snarled: "There are so many things going on in the capital."

Qian Xingzhi firmly believed: "This matter will not happen."

"Why not? You are not the person involved," Si Han still didn't care.

Qian Xingzhi curled his lips but didn't say a word.

Si Han is not a person who can tolerate loneliness. He has been in Jianzhou with Qian Xingzhi for so many days in the past few days, running around and being bored in the car. He has become impetuous.

Anyway, there was only one living person around, so he was no longer afraid of money, so he turned on the chatterbox mode again: "We might as well go in and take a look."

"You can't go in," Qian Xingzhi replied to him.

"Why?"

"You are making so much noise. I will suggest to Mr. Jiang that you be fired when we get back. Anyway, I can handle this matter by myself."

Sihan:.

On July 7, 2010, Jiang Yi was on the way to the Intercontinental Hotel in Qianwan City West.

"It seems that the other party invited Zhao Ying and the others this time," Wen Sirui looked at the phone and told Jiang Yi.

"Guessed it," Jiang Yi responded casually.

After all, in the eyes of those people, she is still a fledgling.

"What if there is a head-to-head confrontation later?"

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Yi didn't even raise his head.

The moment he lowered his head, his hair moved slightly. Wen Sirui looked at the marks on Jiang Yi's neck and was stunned for a moment.

Then he reached into his bag and took out a concealer and gave it to her.

Jiang Yi was confused: "What is this?"

Wen Sirui pointed to her neck: "Concealer."

"Let Mr. Fu be more restrained from now on. Your state these days has been the subject of secret discussion in the whole company." Everyone in the company knows that Jiang Yi and his wife live a harmonious life, and the hickey on his neck has not been broken during this period.

, how intense must it be to be like this?

Many people are talking about Fu Dong and Jiang Yi in private, and some people even start a blog to write about the story of the boss and his wife.

"Remind me later, if you don't want to do it anymore, you can ignore it." Jiang Yi took the concealer handed over by Wen Sirui and clicked on the pattern on his neck, trying to cover up the marks on his neck.

How do people evaluate Donglai Fu in private?

The suit photos published in magazines look very talented, but the shirt photos in private are full of tension.

They have already seen a real person and verified the talent.

Sexual tension? The traces on Jiang Yi’s body have also been confirmed.

On this day, Jiang Yi and Zhao Ying met at the door of the hotel. When the two groups of people first met, the expressions on their faces were as if they wanted to kill each other.

Zhao Ying was robbed of a case by Jiang Yi in Huzhou. When he came back, he was inevitably criticized by the boss, and the duck he got was taken away.

It's really embarrassing.

"What a coincidence, Judge Zhao is here too," Wen Sirui greeted with a smile.

When Zhao Ying's secretary Zina saw Sirui acting like this, she said bluntly: "Why are you pretending to be thirteen?"

"Qina," Zhao Ying glanced sideways and shouted: "Be polite, she is the wife of the richest man, and we have to pay the price for Fu Dong's words. You still don't know who Judge Jiang is?"

Zhao Ying's words were openly and secretly mocking Jiang Yi for relying on men to get to the top.

Jiang Yi didn't seem to care at all.

"You are only allowed to have a biological brother, but you are not allowed to have a husband?" Jiang Yixiao asked.

"Ah, I forgot, you don't have a biological father anymore. Have your half-brothers been settled? I heard that Mr. Zhao is supporting these two people now. Judge Zhao needs to be careful!"

ridicule?

Who wouldn't? Jiang Yi sneered and was about to turn around and leave.

Zhao Ying didn't seem to be affected at all. She said calmly: "These days, everything is accidental. Why should Judge Jiang be so rampant?"

What man doesn't cheat?

Who can guarantee that those rich men will only have one woman in their lives? Maybe, Bu Si is a lesson learned from her mistakes.

The two of them entered the elevator together, and the air in the narrow space gradually became tight.

Jiang Yi looked at Zhao Ying through the elevator door, rubbing the hands hanging by his side slowly, with a slight smile on his lips: "The judge Zhao is so far gone, why not take advantage of the residual heat of the Zhao family and find him quickly?"

Marry a well-matched man so that you can gain access to their power and regain your power, so as not to procrastinate for too long and the Zhao family will decline day by day and you will have nothing left."

"Thanks to Mr. Jiang, it's not your turn to worry about my affairs."

In the afternoon of that day, Jiang Yi came out of the Intercontinental Hotel, looked at the time, and saw that it was not far from get off work, so she simply asked Wen Sirui to go home, and she went to the East Courtyard.

Jiang Yi was about to arrive in the East Courtyard. When he reached the door of the Secretary's Office, he heard low sobbing in Fu Xiting's office before he entered.

The hand that landed on the doorknob paused.

"Director Fu, I will review this matter deeply. Please don't fire me."

In addition to Fu Xiting, there were probably other bosses in the office. Hearing what he said, he responded: "If it is guaranteed to be useful, then wouldn't this world belong to Marx and Lenin?"

"Believe me once, for the last time," the man's voice was slightly higher.

Jiang Yi stood at the door and heard someone knocking on the table: "Go and hand over the personnel yourself."

"Director Fu————."

"Go," Fu Xiting was impatient and threw out one word.

"Director Fu——," the man was still trying to struggle, but Jiang Yi heard footsteps in the room and took a step back.

Sure enough, after a while, the office door was opened.

When the vice president saw Jiang Yi, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded and greeted the young lady politely.

When Fu Xiting in the office heard this, the little lady raised her eyes and looked at the door. When she saw Jiang Yi approaching, she put down her signature pen and went to greet him.

"Why are you here?" The man lowered his eyes and glanced at the time on the computer, stretched out his hands to bring her into his arms, and gently kissed the tip of her nose.

Different from the coldness and indifference he had just treated his subordinates, Fu Xiting's whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of soft light at this time, exuding light.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yi was asking about the person who just went out.

"The report of molesting a female subordinate was sent to my mailbox. I just handled the matter." Dongting's boss knew that Fu Xiting did not want to see such dirty things. If there were any, he would definitely be investigated.

Today's boss is a turtle recruited by the Human Resources Department. He has worked in a large foreign company in the past few years. He is probably used to dissipating abroad. After returning home, his hands and feet are not clean. When talking about work with his subordinates, he has nowhere to put his hands.

He reached out to someone's lower back, and more than one of them was jointly reported.

Fortunately, this matter has a precedent of expulsion in Dongting. If they did not report it internally but reported it to the police or made it to the news, the impact on Dongting would not be as big as usual.

Jiang Yi frowned: "Fired?"

Fu Xiting placed his palm on Jiang Yi's waist and moved back and forth: "Fired. There is zero tolerance for this kind of thing."

Just when Jiang Yi was about to say something, when she raised her head, Fu Xiting's kiss fell on Jiang Yi's neck, and she took a deep breath.

He reached out and pushed the man away.

Since the relationship between the two has eased, this person's body language has become more frequent when they meet every day.

"Working hours, Mr. Fu."

"It's time to get off work," the man said in a buzzing voice.

He put his arms around Jiang Yi's waist and pushed him into his arms.

"Director Fu, if you do this, it will be easy for me to get a bad name."

The man laughed in a low voice: "Who dares?"

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand and patted the man's broad back, smiling broadly: "You go to work first, and when you're done, let's go have dinner together."

During this period of time, Jiang Yi could be said to have developed a new set of skills, and her ability to coax men was getting better and better.

"My hands itch when I see you," Fu Xiting's eyes fixed on Jiang Yi were like a clear river, enough to drown Jiang Yi.

"Never touched it at home?" Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Fu Xiting lowered his head and kissed her lips, and his loving words came out smoothly: "It's never enough."

Jiang Yi has never discovered that Fu Xiting has such ability before. Love words?

I really don’t listen to it much.

Jiang Yi even felt that it was a waste for this good-looking man to open his mouth.

But now, this mouth is really full of tricks.

People who talk about love are full of love.

Jiang Yi pushed people around.

Fu Xiting still had no intention of letting go. Outside the door, the secretary saw that the office door was not closed and walked in directly with the documents. However, as soon as he poked his head in, he gasped, as if he had encountered something terrible, and then

Turned around and left.

When he turned around, the document hit the door panel and made a sound.

Fu Xiting frowned, opened his lips coldly, and his voice was heard outside the door.

When the secretary came in, he saw Fu Xiting letting go of Jiang Yi's waist. The latter walked aside, picked up the teacup on Fu Xiting's desk, and drank lightly.

His posture was as leisurely as if he were at home.

"Director Fu, this is the document that Special Assistant Guan asked me to send in. There is also a document asking for annual leave from Mr. Guo of the Legal Department that needs your approval. In addition, this is an invitation letter sent to you by Mr. Cheng of Chengwen Group. He wants to invite you.

I went to New Taipei Street to see an art exhibition with my wife.”

When Jiang Yi heard the word Mr. Guo, he glanced at Fu Xiting lightly.

Fu Xiting hummed and tapped the table. The secretary put the documents on it. The man casually pulled out Guo Siqing's leave request form and handed it to Jiang Yi, as if she was the boss of the company and he was just her subordinate.

Jiang Yi took it and looked at Guo Siqing's reason for taking leave: to deal with family matters.

Probably knowing what was going on, he put the list back on the table.

Fu Xiting reached out and picked up the signature pen. Without asking too many questions, he signed and handed it to his secretary.

"Fifteen days off, you also sign? Aren't you afraid that the legal department will be paralyzed?"

"It's true that Guo Siqing is excellent, but the Dongting Legal Department will not be paralyzed without her. Don't underestimate us," Fu Xiting closed the pen cap and threw the pen into the pen holder.

"What did the secretary say about the art exhibition just now?"