Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 280 281 Second quarrel

When he heard Shiyue's words "Long time no see", the smile on Jiang Yi's lips deepened slightly.

If this girl is really as pure and pure as she appears, that would be fine. But if she is pure and pure on the outside and dark on the inside, she may be a ruthless person.

"I didn't expect that Miss Shi was Mr. Cheng's favorite. If I had known, I would have stayed with Miss Shi to have a good chat no matter what."

When others heard these words, they all cast their inquiring eyes on these two people, their eyes filled with the desire to gossip.

Director Cheng of Chengwen Group and Director Fu of Dongting Group are a real estate tycoon and a big boss who focuses on the multi-faceted expansion of new industries.

Both of them are prominent figures in the capital.

But what is different is that Chengwen is over forty years old and has a wife and two children.

When Fu Xiting was born, he was handsome, suave, and had more money and power than Chengwen.

But even so, it can't stop the charm of this forty-year-old man. Those who can't seduce Fu Xiting often choose Cheng Wen as the next best option.

A man who seems to be in his late teens and who has a troubled family but is still a womanizer is much easier to offend than an old man who is alone and has no love affair with women.

What's more, Fu Xiting's methods are more vicious than Cheng Wen's, and this cruelty is not just directed at men.

The prostitutes in the capital have long come to the conclusion that Cheng Wen is easier to do than Fu Xiting.

Therefore, even if Cheng Wen got married in these years, beauties around him would always appear one after another. Those people would try every means to create them, and no matter what the means, they would happily accept the cost.

Where is Fu Xiting?

There are people who have done this before, encountering each other by chance, and creating encounters by chance, but every time, the ending is tragic.

It's a trivial matter to send you off. What you're most afraid of is that Fu Xiting will contact the local media to expose you.

You will not be able to survive in the capital in the future.

Under the exposure and light of their evil deeds, it would be okay if they tasted the sweetness and were embarrassed, but if they were accused of being prostitutes without even touching the candy wrapper, it would be really unjust.

Therefore, those who covet Fu Xiting can only act secretly.

Watch everything about him secretly, and don't dare to come forward and disturb him openly.

Now, Cheng Wen's Zhang Shang Huan and Fu Xiting's wife, who Ming Media is marrying, are fighting each other, and everyone is waiting for the show between the two to begin.

"I hope that in the future I will have the opportunity to make Mr. Jiang willing to talk to me, instead of looking at Cheng Dong's face," Shiyue responded with a smile, her smile was official and polite, as beautiful as a white lotus in bloom.

It's strange to say that everyone in the venue today respected her as Mrs. Fu when they saw her. Among the Mrs. Fu in the studio, Shiyue was the only one who called her Mr. Jiang. Jiang Yi felt something in her heart when she heard this.

Thinking about it, it's not that she is struggling with a title, but that in a place, if something unusual happens, there must be a reason.

Mr. Jiang’s shout was really very deliberate.

Deliberately, Jiang Yi, a person who didn't care about the title, could hear it.

"Shall I take Mr. Jiang to visit the studio?"

Jiang Yi nodded slightly and followed closely behind her.

Shiyue's soft-spoken voice sounded in front of Jiang Yi: "The theme of today's art exhibition is human suffering. Some of the portraits in this studio were collected by me outside, and some are paintings by other teachers.

Some of them are my own paintings, and the position we are standing on now is my own work, Mr. Jiang——."

Shiyue's hand fell on an oil painting of a war-torn area.

The color of the portrait is dark and the picture is messy, but it can also be seen that this portrait was taken during the war, and the shooting environment was very special. It was taken from the inside out. Outside, there was an Israeli soldier lying on the ground who was seriously injured.

Dying, eyes

His eyes were looking forward, filled with despair, sorrow, misery, and struggle. All kinds of complex emotions were vividly reflected in his eyes. All living beings were under fire and bullets were flying all over the sky. He was lying on the ground as if he was about to be taken away by God.

people.

What was even more rare was that I saw happiness in his eyes, as if being taken away by God was an extremely happy thing.

This is sad.

Just seeing this photo makes people feel bitter and unspeakable.

A sense of helpless struggle pervades the entire photo.

Jiang Yi withdrew his gaze from the oil painting and looked at Shi Yue: "Did Miss Shi conceive this portrait?"

Shiyue smiled slightly: "Yes, one night I was inspired and I thought of this painting and wrote it down casually."

"Miss Shi, have you been to Syria?"

"That's not the case, it's just an inspiration album."

Shiyue explained softly.

"The oil painting is good, but Miss Shi still didn't get the key points."

"Oh?" Shiyue was surprised and looked at Jiang Yi: "What unique insights does Miss Jiang have?"

When Shiyue asked this question, the eyes of everyone else in the studio followed.

"Relief," Jiang Yi's eyes still remained on the portrait.

"On the verge of death, he felt that death was also a kind of relief. Miss Shi's painting skills were exquisite, but she did not convey this expression."

"Also, although I am not a legal major, I do know some law. If I remember this portrait correctly, former international negotiator Jiang Fu is the original artist. She posted the original image of this photo on her website in 2007

blog, and appeared in a national magazine. The situation when this photo was taken was that Jiang was bombarded during the evacuation operation and was pinned down in a refugee settlement. This portrait shows Jiang lying in the window of the refugee settlement and looking out.

In the end, the soldier died in front of her."

After Jiang Yi said this, the scene fell into dead silence.

Even Fu Xiting and Cheng Wen who were behind us heard these remarks.

When Jiang Yi saw this photo, a sense of sadness suddenly surged into her heart. It was not because of how wonderful Shiyue's portrait was, but because in her mind, she returned to that war-torn time, watching each and every life in her own life.

Falling in front of me, looking at each face becoming miserable, life is like grass.

No, no, maybe it's not even as good as grass.

Every creature living in this country will be taken good care of, but those living at war do not even have a home.

Shiyue, on the other hand, didn't have a very exciting look on her face. She just lowered her head and felt a sense of guilt all over her body: "I was negligent. When this inspiration came out, I was still curious. I have never been to a war-torn area. Why?"

There will be a scene like this. I have been looking for it for a long time but I haven't found any trace. I think I took a look when I was abroad. Since Mr. Jiang pointed out the source, I will definitely make up for it in the future. I will hand over the copyright fees and apology in person.

.”

This response is so smart.

The international negotiator is not someone she can mess with.

If she defends herself at this time, someone will definitely take out her mobile phone to look at Jiang Yi's blog. When the time comes, she will be slapped in the face, which will make her look even more ugly. At this moment, someone actually pointed out this matter, so she might as well be more generous.

Acknowledging it, and by the way, recommending remedial measures.

Later, Shiyue called for help to take down the oil painting.

"Seal it until it is solved," Shiyue's operation can be described as powerful.

Everyone had to take a high look at her, and some even thought to themselves, no wonder someone like Cheng Wen would like her.

It's really decent to do things.

"Wait a moment," Fu Xiting's voice sounded from behind, and the man stepped forward calmly.

Preventing the assistant from taking the painting.

"Ms. Shi's love for painting is worthy of praise, but it is true that her painting skills are not good, and the portrait is also infringing. I'm afraid it won't work just to put it away. Let's destroy it!"

He didn't want his lover's work to be tarnished by such a person.

This was an insult to him and to Jiang Yi.

Ouch——As soon as Fu Xiting’s words came out, the scene was in an uproar.

There was a flash of surprise in Shiyue's eyes.

Cheng Wen came over with a smile: "Dr. Fu, is it inappropriate? Although the painting is infringing, the copyright can be negotiated in the future, right?"

Fu Xiting laughed sarcastically: "Don't you know, Mr. Cheng? Judge Jiang has already sacrificed his life for the country. Miss Shi's move is no longer an infringement. If we go deeper, we will be in big trouble."

There was an uproar at the scene.

It is true that a deceased national negotiator cannot discuss copyright matters, but if someone with intentions catches her and makes a fuss, written documents will not protect her.

Not only can't she be saved, she might even be implicated.

The powerful relationship between them is obvious even without words.

Cheng Wen glanced at Shi Yue in confusion, pursed his lips, and said, "Then just listen to Director Fu?"

This is a question, as if Shiyue doesn't agree, he can still fight for it.

Shiyue hesitated for a moment, and the surprise that erupted from the crowd grew louder and louder.

"Jiang Fu?"

"Is she Lin Jingzhou's fiancée?"

"International negotiator, right? He has been posthumously awarded the title, and his tomb is in the Martyrs Cemetery. Both his parents are scientific research leaders in the medical field and have received national medals."

"It's a good show, but what's the relationship between Fu Dong and Judge Jiang?"

"It is said that when Jiang was here, Fu Dong invited her to be a guest, but Jiang refused. It was more about admiration! Fu Dong also attended his funeral at that time."

"Maybe you feel sorry?"

"real?"

"What is true or false? When Ban Jiang was here, he had a real fiancé. Do you think a proud person like Fu Dong would be willing to do things that he knew better than others? After Jiang Ban was gone, Fu Dong got married not long after. Really?

If you want to have feelings, it can't be like this. Have you watched too many TV shows at eight o'clock?"

When those whispers reached Shiyue's ears, she felt quite complicated.

Jiang Fu?

Fu Xiting?

That’s it!

"What Dong Fu said makes sense, take it to the yard and destroy it!"

Shiyue glanced at the assistant, who had deep reluctance in his eyes, but even so, he still did as he was told.

Shiyue watched the assistant take away the painting, then turned away and looked at Jiang Yi with a smile: "May I ask, Mr. Jiang and Judge Jiang?"

When Shiyue said this, she undoubtedly wanted to ask what the relationship between Jiang Yi and Jiang Fu was.

And what about Jiang Fu?

Immaculate response: "I like to pay attention to some very outstanding and very successful women. I only paid attention to that painting. Jiang Ban just took a look at it. And the commentary Jiang Ban wrote for it at the time was the same as what Miss Shi wrote under the oil painting.

The sentence is exactly the same. If Miss Shi accidentally saw the painting and remembered it subconsciously, she would understand it, but she shouldn't be able to remember so many words subconsciously, right?"

Jiang Yi's gentle words contained no hint of any specificity.

The woman standing next to Fu Xiting was wearing a nude dress. Her elegant posture and indifferent tone seemed to give people a soft-spoken voice of persuasion.

against?

Time and months are not enough.

How can a man's outdoor flower be compared with a real lady like her?

As soon as Jiang Yi said this, someone exclaimed: "It's true."

Of course, some people are questioning it and some are looking for answers. Ever since Jiang Yi exposed him, some people have started reading blogs.

When Jiang Yi tore her apart for the second time, someone happened to hit her.

"Life is like grass and grass? No, no, no, life in war-torn areas is worse than grass and grass. It's not that the world is peaceful, but that there are people carrying the burden for you. I hope that one day, the land full of mourners can become a place of prosperity for the people."

Someone stood behind and recited the first half.

The assistant who was about to leave with the painting froze on the ground, which happened to give people a chance to see clearly.

Jiang Yi never thought that he would tear someone apart in their own place.

And what she didn't expect was that in the face of such a situation, Shi Yue remained as steady as a mountain, standing on the spot neither humble nor arrogant, with her hands folded on her chest and her eyes slightly lowered: "I was negligent. I'm really sorry. I'm so sorry for the guests.

If you leave, I will destroy this painting with my own hands, apologize to Jiang Ban’s parents, and be willing to compensate.”

He apologized profusely but refused to admit that he had made a mistake.

Shiyue's operation can be said to be full marks.

Jiang Yi tilted her head, and just as she was about to say something, the air-conditioned air in the hall blew over her body, bringing with it a bit of coolness.

She covered her lips and coughed, feeling the temperature behind her increase in vain.

Looking back, she saw Fu Xiting standing behind her, looking down at her.

Jiang Yi felt warm in his heart.

She touched her lips. The moment the man lowered his eyes, she seemed to have forgotten her purpose at this time.

And when Shiyue saw the affectionate scene between the two, her emotions that had been stable for a long time suddenly collapsed.

Jiang Yi came to ruin her situation, but Fu Xiting indulged her in every possible way.

"Please, Mr. Fu and Mr. Jiang, please stop next to the wine shop," Shiyue stretched out her hand and led Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi aside.

When Fu Xiting heard the names Mr. Fu and Mr. Jiang, he frowned. He didn't say Shi Yue, but raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng Wen, sarcastically saying with a smile: "Mr. Fu? Mr. Jiang? This is an interesting title. I still think so."

First time listening to it.”

Cheng Wen's heart skipped a beat, as he always felt that a person who was usually so tight-knit was full of loopholes today.

Reaching out to Guo Guoyue’s waist, she reminded her with a half-smile, “Mrs. Fu Dongfu.”

Shiyue sneered: "I was the one who said something, and I didn't react for a while. I'm sorry, Mr. Fu."

Fu Xiting held Jiang Yi's hand. When he heard Shiyue's words, his fingertips slowly drew circles in Jiang Yi's hand.

Jiang Yi understood that this man was pushing her to become a bad person again.

She also cooperated and glanced at Fu Xiting coquettishly, quite displeased: "It's just a title. Whatever Mrs. Cheng calls her is what she calls her."

The words "Mrs. Cheng" exploded in the crowd.

In the high-profile circles of the capital, an inappropriate title can sometimes kill someone.

And how many people dare to agree with Jiang Yi's call to become a wife?

(End of chapter)