Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 279 280 Strict Wife Control

The Xinbei Road Studio has been very popular recently. Anyone who is involved in social circles in the capital probably knows that this character spends a lot of money and is so heroic. Even if she doesn't pay much attention to gossip information, she will inevitably hear about it in public places.

It is said that the other party is willing to spend a lot of money to organize a painting exhibition for her, and he will not hesitate to invite half of the capital.

Several big names in the art world have also become her guests.

This is an extremely rare thing in the capital.

It is also something unprecedented.

Therefore, this incident became a joke among people for the first time.

Neither Jiang Yi nor Fu Xiting were willing to waste their time listening to other people's gossip, so they didn't know that this was normal.

Guo Siqing said: "A painter who had just returned from abroad rented the most expensive shop on Xinbei Road and opened a studio. In less than two months, he had the CEO of Chengwen Group bewildered."

Jiang Yi was confused: "Don't the CEO of Chengwen Group have a wife?"

Guo Siqing shrugged: "This is probably the power of love? Not only did he divorce her, but he was also willing to cause trouble in the city for her."

"This kind of thrilling pledge of eternal love is something that a mere mortal like me cannot understand."

When Guo Siqing left, he wanted to go to the tea room to say goodbye to the bosses, but he didn't want to just open the door and all the bosses came out of the tea room one after another.

"Want to leave?" Wu Jiangbai's eyes fell on Guo Siqing.

The latter nodded: "I'm just about to say hello to you and leave."

"Then we'll just go together." Wu Jiangbai and others have a very good relationship with Guo Siqing, and they are very familiar with each other.

Fu Xiting walked out slowly behind him, saw Guo Siqing and Wu Jiangbai talking, and asked lightly: "Have all the things at home been settled?"

Guo Siqing was shocked for a moment, as if she didn't expect Fu Xiting to care about her family affairs: "It's being processed."

Fu Xiting was holding a half-cup of water in his hand. It didn't look like tea, nor did it look like boiled water. It had a slight color but was very light. The man shook the cup in his hand and said, "If you make a decision and continue to suffer the consequences, those who decide early will have no regrets.

Those who must do something will never give up their efforts. Mr. Guo is a neat and tidy person at work. If he is hindered because of family matters, he will really lose his grade."

Fu Xiting admired Guo Siqing very much.

This kind of appreciation has nothing to do with Jiang Yi.

Even without Jiang Yi's recommendation.

At the age of thirty-five, he followed him in the shopping mall and swept through thousands of troops. In just a few years, he established himself as a powerful figure in the legal circles of the capital. How many people can do this?

Before Guo Siqing, Dongting Group had changed so many legal department managers, who were either driven away because of lack of professionalism or improper work style. Only Guo Siqing was the one who stayed.

He is also the one who can compete for a position in front of Fu Xiting.

"What Director Fu said is that I will try my best to resolve family matters as soon as possible," Guo Siqing responded with a slight nod.

Know the meaning behind Fu Xiting's words.

Fu Xiting said favorably and glanced at Wu Jiangbai.

That means nothing more than signaling them to leave.

The latter responded, turned to look at Fu Xiting, and said respectfully: "Then let's go down first."

"Go!" The man raised his chin slightly.

In Vivian's studio, people come over from time to time to pick up the dresses they ordered.

Very lively.

The manager downstairs received these wealthy ladies with a smiling face.

When Vivian came out of the bathroom, she heard shouting downstairs.

Looking over, I saw someone pointing at the pink backless gauze dress in the center of the studio and shouting: "I want this."

The manager looked at her apologetically and told her that this dress had already been ordered, and the only dresses that could be taken away were on the right side of the studio.

"It's just a studio, and it's not a big international brand. Why are you putting on airs?"

The woman's voice was disdainful, and her words were full of contempt.

Vivian leaned on the railing and looked downstairs, raising her eyebrows slightly, searching for who this person was in her mind, and her tone was quite loud.

"I'm sorry," the manager apologized politely.

"I said, I want this, no matter how much it costs."

The manager was about to persuade her when a hand from beside her stretched out and pushed her away: "This piece has been ordered. If you need it, I can help you ask the owner to see if you can buy it at a high price."

"How much?"

Vivian's expression remained unchanged: "The original price was thirteen million, may I ask for you?"

The other party was shocked: "A dress, 13 million? Are you afraid it's not inlaid with gold?"

Vivian smiled slightly: "The clothes I designed and the price I set, some people like it and buy it back regardless of the price. That proves that there are still people who can afford it. If you are sure you want it, I can call you?"

"Tell me first who bought it."

"Director Fu of Dongting Group," Vivian responded with a smile.

When Vivian reported the name of Dongting Group Director Fu, a person suddenly flashed in his mind. He was a humble gentleman, graceful and composed.

The three words Fu Xiting flashed through her mind, and the woman's face turned pale for a moment.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Vivian: "Why did Mr. Fu order this dress?"

"He ordered it for his lover, miss? Do you want it? I can try to help you get it."

Vivian seemed not to let this person go, and began to press forward step by step.

The other party seemed to know that Fu Xiting was someone who could not be trifled with, so he pursed his lips, snorted and left.

Vivian looked at it, crossed her arms, and sneered, feeling bored: "Go pick up the clothes and take them to Yuyuan."

The manager agreed and turned to work.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, when Jiang Yi had packed herself up and was sitting at the dressing table applying foundation on her face, Fu Xiting appeared at the door with a glass of lemonade and looked at Jiang Yi with a smile.

Jiang Yi stopped what he was doing and looked at Fu Xiting, who was leaning against the door: "What are you serving?"

Fu Xiting glanced at the cup: "Lemonade."

"Where did it come from?" Jiang Yi had an ominous premonition.

Fu Xiting picked up the cup and took a sip, smiling lightly: "You picked the lemons."

Jiang Yi:.

There is a lemon tree in the courtyard of Yuyuan Garden. I don’t know what kind it is. The lemon trees next to it all bear fruit in September and October, but it starts in July and August.

There was a bumper harvest every year with abundant fruits, but before Jiang Yi came, the role of this lemon tree was only to provide ingredients for the chefs in Yuyuan Garden.

But after Jiang Yi came, this lemon branch no longer had any role as a chef.

Jiang Yi likes to have a glass of lemonade in the morning, fresh lemons are best.

Ever since she discovered this lemon tree, she has been trying to find ways to store ingredients for herself. For example, in the past few days, she and her servants took down all the lemons, washed them, cut them, added honey, and put them in bottles for storage.

Fu Xiting had never known about this matter until yesterday when Su Xin was packing up her things, she asked the servants to be careful not to break the little lady's work. When he asked, he learned about it.

This little girl started causing trouble again.

Hiding delicious food without telling him?

What a little bad guy.

"Director Fu, is the food here delicious?"

Fu Xiting nodded slightly: "I like it very much."

"Eating soft food?"

"The doctor diagnosed me as early as 2007 that I have a bad stomach and need to eat something soft."

Jiang Yi: "Which hospital is the doctor from? Did you get the doctor's license? Are your eyes normal?"

Jiang Yi asked casually, while gently patting the liquid foundation on his face.

Fu Xiting watched her apply makeup in the mirror, and then watched her pick up the eyebrow pencil and gently outline her eyebrows.

So this man came to pay homage with all his heart and thought.

I imitated Zhang Chang from the time of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and wanted to draw eyebrows for his wife.

But Jiang Yi was not a petite woman of that era. When Fu Xiting was about to make a move, she leaned back slightly and took the eyebrow pencil from Fu Xiting's hand: "I will do it myself."

The man dodged her sudden movement: "I'll do it."

"It's not that I won't let you go, but that I'm particularly worried that Director Fu will paint me like Crayon Shin-chan, okay?"

Jiang Yi persuaded him with gentle words.

Fu Xiting has been showing all kinds of thoughts recently. He just wants to rub him in every possible way, but also pulls him from time to time to experience the little fun between husband and wife, and Jiang Yi is really afraid of avoiding this little fun.

For example, Fu Xiting recently wanted to take her fishing.

fishing?

Thank God.

In July, I went to the lake during the day to tan like Bao Gong.

Going to the lake at night and becoming a mosquito's dinner was something she would never do if she hadn't thought about it.

But this man refused to give up, and Jiang Yi persisted with all his strength.

Fortunately, she persevered, otherwise she would not know how tanned she looked at this moment.

"Everyone has their own strengths. There is really no need for Mr. Fu to embarrass himself in this kind of thing, and I am indeed very scared."

Fu Xiting smiled when he saw Jiang Yi looking at him with a bitter look on his face.

Let him go.

At 5:20, the clothes were delivered.

A nude pink gauze skirt is not very grand and can be worn daily. It is most suitable for participating in this kind of art exhibition. This is a skirt carefully customized for her by Fu Xiting, and Jiang Yi knows it.

Putting on the gauze skirt, Jiang Yi's already white skin turned pink and tender, making people look at it and wish they could bite it.

Really beautiful and delicious.

And Fu Xiting did exactly that.

He grabbed the person's waist and bit into her neck.

Jiang Yi gasped and reached out to push him away: "Fu Xiting, if you dare to leave any traces on me today, I will let you go to the art exhibition alone."

The man stopped moving.

Maybe he was frightened by Jiang Yi.

Six o'clock.

New Taipei Road is blocked.

It is a one-way street, and cars are coming and going at this moment.

Traffic policemen direct on the road.

And some people may not be willing to listen.

There are many people in wealthy families who go their own way and only think about themselves.

As Fang Chi drove over, he looked at the blocked road in front of him. He was a bit embarrassed by the time and looked back at Fu Xiting.

As we all know, when Fu Xiting goes out every day, in addition to his own car, there are two cars driving the road in front and behind him.

But on this day, not even one car could squeeze in, let alone three cars.

"Director Fu, the traffic jam is severe."

"Pull over and let's walk over," the man said.

Fang Chi looked at the road conditions: "Go straight for 100 meters and then turn a corner and you'll be there."

The couple pushed open the car door and got out of the car. The man in a black formal suit and the woman in a formal dress walked on the zebra crossing, which inevitably caused passersby to turn around frequently.

After everyone saw clearly that this person was Fu Xiting, they even screamed in surprise.

He wanted to call out something, but all the words stopped in his throat.

The three words "Fu Xiting" were so choked that she couldn't get rid of them in her mind.

By the time he reacted, he was already gone.

The man's powerful aura was enough to make him tremble just by looking at him.

"Is that Fu Xiting?"

After Fu Xiting walked away, someone in the crowd came back to his senses.

"Really?"

"Who is that person next to you? His wife?"

"Yes."

"I originally thought that the daughter of the Jiang family, Xiao Jia Biyu, would not be able to make it to the stage, but now I see how she is a perfect match for Fu Dong?"

"We don't understand the tricks of the rich. A good Xinbei Road was blocked because of an event, and the residents living nearby complained. Since we have money, why don't we find a more open space?"

Some people exclaimed, and naturally some people complained.

But the complaints are often drowned out among the exclamations.

"Did you hear that?"

Jiang Yi heard those words as he walked through the crowd.

Fu Xiting held her hand and walked forward. When there was a crowd coming from the opposite side, the man would take her to the side for a moment.

He looked like he was holding her in his arms all the time.

"Some people are happy and others are sad. The laws of time are never the same. Is there a traffic jam? It has nothing to do with us whether it creates a psychological imbalance among the people, because we are not the organizers."

Jiang Yi turned slightly to let the person coming from the opposite side pass, and said as he walked: "Director Fu's mentality of not worrying about things that don't concern him is really something I should learn from."

Fu Xiting let go of her hand, and the person who was originally holding her hand put his arm around her shoulders: "The truth is that there are too few things that people can take care of in this life. If I have the energy, I will take care of what I care about.

, and will not care about these miscellaneous things that have nothing to do with me."

"Turn right."

"Dr. Fu, Mrs. Fu————."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the reporters at the corner rushed out like a swarm of swarms.

Fu Xiting quickly held Jiang Yi in his arms.

The reporters' long-range and short-term attacks immediately came up.

When Fang Chi rushed over with his people, he was shocked.

Pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.

It took a lot of effort to get the person to the venue smoothly.

"Director Fu, Director Fu, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Jiang Yi entered and Cheng Wen's pleasant voice came.

Fu Xiting's polite smile had just appeared on his face, and his face instantly darkened when he saw the woman next to Cheng Wen.

Fu Xiting was a man who wandered around the world of fame and fortune, and his ability to keep his emotions and anger intangible had been practiced for thousands of years.

"It's said that Cheng Dong has found a sweetheart. Looking at it this way, he really has good taste," the man said in a lazy tone.

Cheng Wen responded with a smile: "I'm not being modest. It's indeed good. Let me introduce Shi Yue to Director Fu."

"Shiyue?" Fu Xiting seemed not to recognize this person and read her name slowly.

It feels like putting her name on your lips and chewing it carefully.

"President Cheng's girlfriend?" Fu Xiting was asking Shiyue.

Of course he knew what this sentence meant to Shiyue, and it was precisely because he knew that he asked her knowingly.

When Shiyue heard this sentence, she felt as if a knife had been inserted into her heart and it was being twisted violently.

Fu Xiting is the one holding the knife. At this moment, he will not stab her to death because that would be too kind. He will cut her flesh one by one, torture and humiliate her.

For example, at this moment, Fu Xiting asked Chengwen superfluously.

"Friend," Shiyue slowly touched her lips and responded to Fu Xiting's question gracefully.

The man's hand on Jiang Yi's lower back rubbed it slowly, he looked at Cheng Wen with a faint smile, and pointed out: "The morning light and dawn are intoxicating in New Taipei, the elegant beauty is so delicate, Cheng Dong, the beauty is here

Huaike needs to hurry up."

This is a disguised form of Fu Xiting urging Wen to get Shiyue as soon as possible.

When Shiyue heard this, she tightened slightly as she hung by her side.

She knew that Fu Xiting hated her and hated her, but she never thought that it would be to this extent.

now that------.

Even if her father did something wrong back then, wouldn't the friendship between them when they were young be gone?

He knew that she was about to go astray and didn't give her a hand, but he still pushed her into this pit of fire.

This is Fu Xiting.

The man who could lay his poisonous hand on a newborn baby.

Cheng Wen responded with a smile: "Yes, yes, what Fu Dong said is that it's not easy to meet a confidant, so of course I have to hurry up."

confidant?

Fu Xiting laughed.

What a confidant.

"I also want to be like Fu Dong and find a good man."

As Chengwen spoke, he cast his eyes on Jiang Yi and smiled at her.

The latter responded slightly: "It is said that Miss Shi is a fairy from the Nine Heavens who descended to earth. Mr. Cheng is indeed very convinced."

The moment Jiang Jian saw October, some strange emotions flashed through her mind. From when Shiyue crashed her car to when Shiyue found her office, she suddenly felt that this girl was not as simple as she seemed. Maybe everything was

It's all in her calculations. Once a person's inherent impression is broken, it will be difficult to establish it again.

But Jiang Yi couldn't figure out what he was planning.

"Mrs. Fu is so complimentary."

Shiyue responded humbly.

Fu Xiting looked away from the surroundings and slowly fell on Cheng Wen: "Dr. Cheng did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to pave the way for Miss Shi. This kind of spirit is really enviable. What do you think of Miss Shi?"

Jiang Yi could see that Fu Xiting seemed to have a grudge against Shi Yue, and every word he said seemed to lead Shi Yue to jump into the pit.

They were all pushing Shiyue towards Chengwen, and this move was just as Chengwen intended.

Shiyue escaped somewhat.

He didn't dare to look Fu Xiting in the eyes or answer his questions directly.

"It's rare," she said after thinking for a long time.

"Since it is rare, Miss Shi must cherish it. When something good happens to the two of them, Fu must give it a big gift."

Cheng Wen was so excited when he heard Fu Xiting's words, he laughed and patted Fu Xiting on the shoulder.

"Let's go inside."

Fu Xiting let go of Jiang Yi's hand and glanced at her. Jiang Yi nodded, and he felt relieved.

Those who knew knew that Fu Xiting was worried about his lover, while those who didn't knew thought it was a case of strict hepatic control.

"Mr. Jiang, I didn't expect us to meet again."

(End of chapter)