Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 303 304 Miss Shi?

At half past ten, Fu Xiting was on his way home.

When Zou Yin entered the reception room, she saw Jiang Yi lowering his head and stroking the cat.

The short-haired cat rubbed back and forth in her hand, seeming to enjoy the owner's touch.

When Jiang saw someone coming, he patted the cat on the head, and the cat meowed and jumped away.

"Thank you for your hard work," Jiang Yi said in a gentle tone, and the hard work came from the bottom of his heart.

After all, what Zou Yin has done since he was young has indeed gone beyond the scope.

As far as I can remember, Zou Yin feels that even attending parent-teacher meetings is a waste of time, but now she has to stay in Jianzhou for so many days.

It is already rare.

"It's not hard work or not, I'm just trying to atone for my sins!"

It's not necessarily that Zou Yin didn't know what Jiang Yi knew, he just always felt that the future was long.

Unexpectedly, life is fleeting and the days ahead are not long.

By the time she felt repentant and wanted to redeem everything, it was already too late.

Fortunately, God gave her a chance to start over, so she wouldn't be so panicked.

Jiang Yi didn't answer Zou Yin's words. The word "atonement" was too heavy.

Su Xin came in with tea. Jiang Yi glanced at the tray in her hand: "Change it with boiled water! Dr. Zou won't be able to sleep at night after drinking tea."

Although it is already a second life thing.

But Jiang Yi still remembered some of Zou Yin's living habits.

Suxin nodded and turned around to change the tea.

"You still remember."

"Remember." Jiang Yi sat opposite Zou Yin.

A child who has not received much care and attention since childhood is more careful than ordinary children. Especially when he does not receive care from his parents, he will try his best to do something to please. Zou Yin went to bed at night after drinking tea.

Not being able to catch is also one of these things.

But there are some words that don’t need to be said

There is no need to chew on the things that are in your heart, and there is no need to hurt Zou Yin's heart with these old memories.

After all - they are not enemies.

"Yuan Hai's family has given a lot of information recently. They seem to know the deal between Yuan Hai and Lin Qinghe, and they even know the details of the deal. They once heard the couple quarreling and mentioned this matter."

"If we really want to dig into this matter, I'm afraid it will implicate many people."

Zou Yin is still worried, but this worry is not for herself, but for Jiang Yi.

She wanted to persuade Jiang Yi to give up.

I simply think that a person's luck only happens once, and there will never be a second time. If something unexpected happens again, what should they do?

Is it possible to still have such a feeling of luck in surviving a disaster?

Can we still have this kind of happiness of God’s favor?

Jiang Yi's fingertips fell on his knees and he nodded: "What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried about you getting hurt again."

Jiang Yi understood and raised his chin slightly: "You mean, let me endure the calm for a while. Anyway, my life is already very good, so I can just live in this capacity?"

When Jiang Yi knew Zou Yin's idea, he didn't have any emotions or even the slightest excitement.

Instead, his eyes fell on his fingertips and he dusted his nails: "I can endure an unjust death, but what about them?"

Where are they!

These three words are so heavy.

Compared with Jiang Yi's words at this time, Zou Yin's proposal was simply too small.

She just wants Jiang Yi to be well.

What Jiang wanted was to avenge them.

"A person cannot have only one identity in this world. This is what you told me. In addition to being your daughter, I also have to be responsible for the dead souls. If I don't know about this, that's all. But

I know, so you want me to pretend not to know? Do you think this is kind?"

Zou Yin was speechless after listening to Jiang Yi's words.

The girl who used to argue with herself because of disappointment when she was young is gone.

The years have smoothed her edges and turned her into an avenger who can express emotions and anger.

She has a mission, but this mission is not to come back and be her own daughter.

There are too many identities in life, and the most important identity in her life is not whose daughter she is, nor whose wife she is.

When Su Xin came in with a tray, she obviously felt that the atmosphere in the room was very gloomy.

It's so deep that I can't breathe.

"Fufu——."

"I'm sorry," Zou Yin said after a long silence, then folded her hands together and rubbed them slowly.

Sadness enveloped the whole body.

The sense of compassion was instantly evoked.

"I forgive you."

I forgive you, not because I have never hated you, but because I know that it is useless to hate some things.

It is better to liberate yourself than to be trapped by the earth.

The light in Zou Yin's eyes almost disappeared, something was choking in her throat, and she hesitated for a long time before asking a question without any information: "When?"

"Very early," Jiang Yi said, raising his gaze slightly and landing on the floor-to-ceiling window behind Zou Yin.

The bamboo forest is silent. On days when there is no breeze, even the bamboos are shrouded in a haze due to the high temperature.

She seemed to be emptying herself, and she seemed to be trying to recall those indescribable moments in her youth. After a long time, Jiang Yi's calm tone disappeared out of thin air: "On the second day of the lunar new year, it rained heavily in midsummer, and thunder and lightning made the evening sky suddenly change.

Turning black, when I dragged my broken body and endured the pain of my aunt and walked home in the heavy rain, I forgive you."

"I have understood very early on that no one in this world can be relied upon except myself. That's why I was able to walk so fast in those years. I thought it was a good thing, but I didn't expect that - as Fu Xiting said, a person with no background can walk so fast

If you die too soon, you will end up making a wedding dress for others. If you get something you shouldn't get at an immature age, you have to pay the price."

When Zou Yin heard the word Fu Xiting repeatedly in Jiang Yi's mouth, she suddenly understood that Fu Xiting not only played the role of husband in her life, but also had much more.

Outside the house, when Su Xin was carrying fruits and preparing to enter the reception room for the second time, she saw her husband standing at the door. She was startled and was about to shout, but was interrupted by Fu Xiting raising his hand.

The man turned around and looked back at the tray in Suxin's hand.

"Go in! Don't say I've been here."

After saying this, Fu Xiting turned around and left the reception room.

September 2010 is about to pass, and the golden autumn of October is just around the corner.

Fu Xiting entered the study and reached out to open the window. He thought he would be greeted by a rolling heat wave.

But this rolling heat wave was surprisingly mixed with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the memory of his death suddenly came to mind.

He and Jiang Yi both belong to the same kind of people.

A person with a defective childhood.

No wonder, when he met her for the first time, he would lament that it was a pity that she had a fiancé.

Otherwise - if such a person stands by his side, his life will not be too bad.

Fortunately, God took pity on him.

Fortunately, Lin Qinghe and the others planned this, otherwise how would he get the person?

At the beginning of October, the matter of Lin Qinghe was still lingering, neither up nor down.

There are rumors that someone did it deliberately behind the scenes.

Some people also say that if someone wants to be in power, they naturally need to step down.

But no matter which one it is, it is inseparable from Jiang Yi.

The early autumn of 2010 came earlier than usual.

At the end of September in the capital, the streets are already filled with the fragrance of osmanthus.

Jiang Yi separated from Fu Xiting in the morning. Before leaving, Fu Xiting took her hand and walked to the courtyard and gently told her that the weather forecast said that the temperature would drop in the near future and that she should prepare two thick clothes in the office. Jiang Yi nodded in agreement.

His positive attitude made Fu Xiting feel that this person had changed his temper.

When it was time to go to work, the two kissed goodbye.

Then they each left.

Jiangyi Company is located in a holy place of literature and art in the capital.

In addition to its long history, this holy land of literature and art also has various supporting facilities.

In the company yard, there is an osmanthus tree that is close to a century old. It is said that it was left by the owner during the Republic of China. When Fu Xiting handed the house to her, he told her that she could move the flowers and plants in the yard as she pleased, but not the trees.

She asked why, and Fu Xiting told her that the trees here were hundreds of years old, so they had to be treated with care even if they were dead.

That morning, Jiang Yi was not the only one standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, lost in thought.

Several employees in the company stood in front of the window admiring the flowers with cups in their hands.

Or stand in the yard admiring the flowers with a phone in hand.

Jiang Yi stood in the courtyard, his eyes wandering, and he remembered a poem he had seen at some point: The hibiscus weeps and the dew is seen on the slope, and the fragrance of osmanthus is smelled under the moon.

This year, Jiang Yi was twenty-one years old, while Jiang Fu was in her early thirties.

When she stood in the courtyard, holding her bag and looking up at the laurel branches, she felt like an octogenarian looking back at the pain of her life.

In an instant, the people who answered the phone or stood by the window all turned their attention to Jiang Yi.

She stood on the bridge and looked at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery looked at her upstairs.

Everyone knows that there must be an unknown story about Jiang Yi, and they don't deserve to know this unknown story.

Everyone was silent until Mr. Jiang took out his mobile phone and made a call. His gentle words drifted into everyone's ears along with the fragrance of flowers.

She said: "The osmanthus flowers in the yard are blooming."

On the other side, the person who answered the phone was stunned for a few seconds, probably hearing the deepness in Jiang Yi's words.

After a moment, he said: "I miss you too."

Immediately, Jiang Yi's deep laughter sounded faintly.

That evening, Fu Xiting came home very late.

Today I went to Linshi to attend the opening ceremony of a shopping mall and then went on to socialize. It was already early in the morning when I got home.

As soon as I opened the door and entered the house, I was hypnotized by the scent of osmanthus in my breath.

She folded an osmanthus flower and when she returned home, she gave it to Suxin so that she could find a vase and put it in the bedroom.

You have never seen the sweet-scented osmanthus in my yard, so I specially broke one for you.

Fu Xiting looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus in the vase, feeling warm in his heart.

At midnight, Jiang Yi woke up from teasing.

Fu Xiting's thin kiss ended with an exclamation, and he said: "It's me."

That night, there was no pleasant smell in the bedroom, only the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus.

Every time she fell, she fell for the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, not for Fu Xiting.

……..

In the middle of the night, Jiang Yi got up and went to the bathroom. When he turned over, he took the pillow away from his buttocks.

As soon as there was any movement, Fu Xiting woke up with a start.

Sleepily, he asked her where she was going.

Jiang Yi's voice was hoarse: "Bathroom."

When she walked to the bathroom door, the sweet-scented osmanthus reminded her of some old memories.

Everything is fine here with the Fu family and his wife.

Over there, the roar in the Lin family's living room almost broke through the sky.

Lin Jingzhou returned from abroad. Before he could take a breath, Zhao Ying came to his door.

After a stalemate, the two almost got into a fight.

Zhao Ying felt that Lin Jingzhou was crazy, lowering his bottom line again and again for an unrelated person, even more so knowing that the existence of that person would endanger the wealth and life of his family.

But he remained indifferent.

"I think you are crazy. In the face of the safety of your family, you are full of benevolence, morality, love and justice. For the guilt in your heart, you actually watch your family struggling on this road. Lin Jingzhou, Jiang Yi

If you take my father’s life, if you take Lin Qinghe’s life, the next one will be your father’s life, can’t you see? The person who planned this incident will eventually die in her hands.”

"She had no intention of letting those people go."

"You are thinking about the old relationship, and she thinks you are a burden if you can't keep it! She openly told people in the political and business circles in the capital that she is preparing for pregnancy recently, and she is about to enter the second step of marriage with her current husband. You are the only one here

Use the ground as a prison to lock yourself in."

"In the end, you get nothing."

"So? Just get to the point."

Lin Jingzhou was not in the mood to listen to her nonsense.

"Don't you think about everyone?"

Lin Jingzhou sneered: "Do you want me to think about everyone, or do you want to use my hands to deal with Jiang Yi and avenge your father? Zhao Ying, your little thoughts are really not worthy of my investigation."

"Why bother pretending that you are thinking about others? You are not that arrogant. If you were really that arrogant, you would not have accepted your father's proposal. Could it be that the method of killing Jiang Fu and ascending to the throne was also for everyone? You have such a pattern.

Da, why don’t you sacrifice yourself to help others?”

Snap——-

Zhao Ying was furious and slapped Lin Jingzhou directly in the face.

On this day, Zhao Ying was wearing a ring in his hand. When he slapped him down, the diamond of the ring scratched Lin Jingzhou's face.

Blood beads popped out of Lin Jingzhou's face, and the man raised his hand to wipe his face.

When he saw the blood stains on his palms, his eyes darkened a bit.

Staring at Zhao Ying with cold eyes, his eyes were gloomy: "Are you satisfied?"

"Why, why Jiang Fu?"

Zhao Ying's roars continued one after another, but what about Lin Jingzhou? He sneered obviously: "Because you are not Jiang Fu."

"Someone, please send Miss Zhao out."

Lin Jingzhou didn't even think about talking anymore and directly issued an eviction order. In early October, the temperature in the capital dropped sharply. On a cold windy night, Zhao Ying was mercilessly kicked out of the Lin family villa by Lin Jingzhou wearing a thin dress.

Just when she was filled with rage and nowhere to dissipate, a bright car light came over her, and she turned her head slightly to dodge.

In the car, a professional woman in her forties got out of the car: "Principal Zhao, our Miss Shi would like to invite you to get together."

"Miss Shi? Who?" Zhao Ying became defensive. Of course she had heard of Shi Yue's name.

But today, these two people have not been linked together.

The woman's tone was calm, and she seemed quite proud: "Shiyue, Miss Shi, who is beside Mr. Cheng."

(End of chapter)