Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 304 305 Your ex-boyfriend?

Shiyue's name is really too familiar.

Her presence in the capital already exceeds that of most people.

A mistress who knew her best came to the house in such a grand manner.

To be in the position that others want to be in their lives.

The first wife became worthless in front of her.

Chengwen gave her enough confidence to take that position.

It doesn't matter whether she deserves that position or not.

Nowadays, the young lady from a wealthy family in the capital sees Shiyue as if she saw Chengwen's real wife, a real estate tycoon.

In the first 40 years of hard work, she did not participate even for a moment.

She wanted to keep all the prosperity and wealth in the next 40 years.

vanity?

No, no, no, this is no longer vanity, this is ambition.

When ambition swept over her, Shiyue's methods were no worse than Jiang Yi's.

Zhao Ying originally looked down on such people.

But now that such a person has found him, wouldn't it be a great loss if he wouldn't know it?

As soon as Zhao Ying got in the car, Shi Yue handed over a towel.

"Clean."

Zhao Ying took it without any precaution: "Miss Shi is really attentive."

"I may be perfunctory with others, but I won't treat Miss Zhao."

Zhao Ying tilted her head and wiped the water drops from her hair.

The smile on her lips was always faint, as if she didn't like her at all: "How many people has the lady said this to?"

"Miss Zhao is the first," Shiyue said in a sincere tone.

But this sincerity brings out a bit of pretentiousness.

"Since ancient times, the first and the last will take huge risks. The former is to be the leader, and the latter is to be the bottom. Miss Shi's purpose of coming to me today is not simple, it is more revealing. Miss Shi, why don't you speak frankly? After the conversation

Let’s go back and rest.”

Although Zhao Ying fought against Jiang Yi, she looked down upon people like Shi Yue. It was probably because her father had created a pair of orphans and widowers before his death to snatch their property from them.

Therefore, she no longer has a good temper towards the women outside.

When she first heard Shiyue's name, she had already attributed Shiyue to the women outside.

But they were all women who relied on their youth and beauty and relied on some extraordinary means to get to the top. Now they dare to negotiate terms with her?

Did Cheng Wen give her the courage?

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. In a sense, Miss Zhao and I should be considered friends."

Zhao Ying frowned slightly and looked at her: "Who?"

Shiyue looked at Zhao Ying and spoke word by word: "Jiang Yi."

"I don't understand when Miss Shi and Jiang Yi became enemies."

Zhao Ying's words were a test. If she said nothing, then her enemy just wanted to use her hand to gain favor. If she did such a stupid thing, she would definitely go down in history in the capital.

Since the death of Zhao Zhen, Zhao Ying has been struggling in the capital. If he is not careful, he will be criticized by some people. The Zhao family's industry is now under the sole control of Mr. Zhao.

Not to mention that Mr. Zhao still has a few good years to live.

Just in this current situation, she is not allowed to make any more trouble.

Zhao Ying had to be on guard against this kind of person who suddenly came to his door.

"Ms. Zhao didn't go to my art exhibition, did she? If she had gone, she would know how this incident created a problem."

Even though Zhao Ying had never been to the art exhibition, she almost knew the whole story. Jiang Yi exposed her identity as an imaginary painter, making her unable to stand in front of all the wealthy ladies in the capital.

Devaluing her efforts as worthless and making others think that all her paintings are just plagiarism of other people's imaginations.

For a painter, this is a fatal blow.

Jiang Yi's move directly overturned her decades of hard work.

In the past few decades, she has experienced various ups and downs in life.

Fu Xiting is a witness, how she climbed to her current position step by step, her painting talent and her hard work, and what a heavy price she paid for all of this.

He clearly witnessed all this with his own eyes.

But when Jiang Yi pointed out all this, the man chose to remain silent. Not only did he remain silent, he also helped others question her.

This tone.

She really couldn't bear it.

"Miss Shi, what do you think if you don't tell me?"

Zhao Ying spoke straightforwardly.

"Miss Zhao, are you willing to unite with me?"

"That depends on what Miss Shi's methods are."

……..

"Where is Zhao Ying?"

"Gone."

As soon as Wu Mei came out of the kitchen, she saw that Zhao Ying, who was still in the living room, had disappeared.

"Where have you gone? It's raining so heavily. Don't you know how to send it to someone else?"

Lin Jingzhou paused while holding the water glass: "Are you sincerely thinking that Zhao Ying and I can develop well, or are you doing it because Zhao Ying is valuable now and you have some plans for her?"

Lin Jingzhou could see early on that it was not that simple for Wu Mei to still be close to Zhao Ying.

It stands to reason that the situation of the Zhao family is now over, and the current situation is not as good as before. How could someone like Wu Mei, who keeps everything in hand at every step, allow a daughter from a poor family to become his daughter-in-law?

She definitely has intentions for Zhao Ying now. If she didn't have intentions, Wu Mei would never waste her time doing such useless things.

As for what the picture is about.

Only she knows.

Wu Mei stared at Lin Jingzhou with a deep gaze, and said after a long time: "Whether I have any intentions for Zhao Ying or not, you should know that I am not doing it for myself, but for the Lin family."

Zhao Zhen is dead, and the old man of the Zhao family is old.

And Zhao Zhen has no other brothers.

There was no one to take care of this huge empire for a while. Mr. Zhao was getting old. Even if he wanted to take charge of this huge empire, he didn't have the energy. Zhao Ying?

For a girl who takes a political path, even if she wants to go into business, it will take a very long time to change.

In the current situation, although Zhao Zhen is dead, there is still some residual warmth in the Zhao family, and everyone is heading towards Zhao Ying for this little bit of residual warmth.

If the Lin family hadn't been blocking him here, there would have been many people in the capital who would have crawled to Zhao Ying to ask her to be his wife, not for anything else but for the huge empire in her hands.

"Do you think you are doing it for the Lin family?" Lin Jingzhou retorted to Wu Mei.

"Lin Jingzhou, if I were Jiang Fu, I would definitely look down on men like you. To the left, you cannot sacrifice yourself wholeheartedly for my family's great cause. To the right, you cannot give up everything for a woman wholeheartedly.

She lives the life she wants. If things don't work out, you'll be stuck in the middle. After blaming, I still have to blame others. What's missing in this world is not

Critics, but comrades who can walk with you. Who can't criticize others? But how much do you get from criticizing others? Since things have happened and have reached this point, we should join hands and work together

Go in and find a suitable solution to minimize your losses, instead of looking forward and backward, looking at the past life and blaming it."

"The things you throw away like trash are the objects that others are eager for. You look down on them and look down on them. The things you don't want are more abundant than others can even imagine."

"I have designs on her, am I wrong? Am I going too far? Do you know how many people in the capital are staring at her like wolves and tigers? If it weren't for our Lin family to block her in front, she would still be there.

Can you sit peacefully in the negotiation court? Mr. Zhao has long been sent out to stabilize the family business by finding a good match. Jingzhou, it is better for the family to give it to others and let others inherit it than to get nothing after the collapse.

Do you think Zhao Ying doesn’t know these thoughts of mine?”

In early October, Lin Jingzhou was transferred back to the capital. What is interesting is that the high position in the capital was vacant, and the place for him to enter has not yet been vacated. Some people also made the assumption that he came back to inherit Lin Qinghe's position.

If that were the case, the capital would be interesting.

"What does Jiang Fu's death have to do with you?"

In the police station, the police asked Lin Qinghe.

And what about Lin Qinghe?

He had no idea at this time, so he pretended to be dumbfounded when asked by the police: "I don't know what you are talking about."

The other party patiently asked again: "What does the death of former international negotiator Jiang Fu have to do with you?"

Lin Qinghe directly chose silence when faced with the other party's inquiry.

After several days of questioning, nothing could be found, and various high-tech methods were used to no avail.

Those who were watching the good show gave people the attitude of just leaving if nothing happened.

Lin Qinghe didn't sit in that position for nothing.

He was exhausted and had seen today's scene too many times.

The coping methods have naturally penetrated into the bone marrow.

"If it had nothing to do with you, what confession would you write?"

"Framed," Lin Qinghe responded.

"The handwriting is yours, and there are your fingerprints on the pen. And when we investigated the people Jiang Fu met after her death, you were one of them, and all the evidence points to you."

Lin Qinghe remained calm: "Then I want to ask the police officer, do I have any motive to kill her? Will killing her bring me any benefits?"

"You want me to take the blame just because others framed me? If you really don't have the ability, how about replacing me with someone else? Don't waste my time here. Do you know that this will have a great impact on my career?"

"You————," the other party was angered by Lin Qinghe's contemptuous voice.

Moreover, Lin Qinghe's words contained a hint of warning both inside and outside.

When the threats and warnings were issued, the expressions on the police's faces became increasingly grim.

If there is no evidence after the interrogation time, they should release the person.

Once a person is let go, it is difficult to get him back.

"Why don't you ask your leader how to solve this matter?"

Lin Qinghe also gave advice and suggestions in a nice manner.

With a bang, the policeman smashed the table and left.

"Why are you competing with him?"

The popular man who had just come out of Lin Qinghe's interrogation room gritted his teeth angrily: "I'm just unwilling. Are people who come from humble backgrounds and sit in high positions destined to become stepping stones for the rich and powerful?"

"Such cases abound under the emperor's feet. Do you think what you are fighting for is ability? The higher you go, the more connections and background you fight for. You and I are just small grassroots personnel. If we don't sit in a certain position, we won't have that.

You have the ability to fight injustices for anyone, otherwise you will lose everything, so be careful and get yourself involved."

…

"Who was the person who just interrogated Lin Qinghe?"

In the car, Jiang Yi looked away from the door of the police station.

"Fengkai, do you know him? It is said that he took the initiative to solve this case."

Qian Xingzhi was also a little surprised when he heard the news.

Just a policeman, but he would offend powerful people for the sake of dead people.

It shouldn't be.

Jiang Yi frowned and thought for a moment: "I don't know."

"That's strange," Qian Xingzhi had been staring at this person for several days, but he didn't see any different behavior from this person.

But he seems to be particularly concerned about Jiang Fu's case.

"Watch and see who will come to pick up Lin Qinghe."

When Qian Xingzhi heard Jiang Yi's words, he always felt that she was confident of winning.

His eyes slowly retracted and fell on Jiang Yi from the window: "Who do you think it could be?"

"It won't be my family."

"Lin Han?"

"He is not that stupid. He knows that there are rumors everywhere, and Lin Qinghe has not been completely cleared of his crimes. If he joins in at this time, isn't it just to provide the media with poor resources with explosive information? By then, no matter what

It doesn't matter whether Lin Qinghe is the real murderer or not. Lin Han comes to join us, and everything will be done without his share."

Qian Xingzhi was silent for a moment: "Then who do you think will come?"

"There is no need for profit, anyone can come. If the profit is maximized, Lin Jingzhou is the most suitable candidate."

Qian Xingzhi was shocked: "Your ex-boyfriend? Didn't he know the cause of your death?"

As long as Lin Jingzhou still has Jiang's intention in his heart and has doubts about the cause of her death, then this matter will not be carried out and he will not come. But if - knowing that her death was strange and unjust, but still doing it, it will prove that

This man is no different. In his heart, a great future is far more important than the life or death of his fiancée.

"So what if I know? How can I expect a man to be buried with me? To protect my body and avenge my father's murder?" Jiang Yi unscrewed the mineral water bottle in his hand and took a sip of water, his light tone full of mockery.

Before Jiang Yi's bottle cap was screwed on, he saw a car slowly driving in not far away.

Immediately afterwards, the man opened the door and got out of the car, striding into the police station.

Qian Xingzhi's heart skipped a beat, as if he didn't expect that Jiang Yi had really guessed it.

Slightly worried eyes fell on Jiang Yi, and the latter looked at all this with an expressionless face, as if he had expected it.

The indifferent look gives people a sense of indifference.

On October 8, 2010, the sky was gray in the evening in the capital. When leaving the company, Wen Sirui reminded her to bring an umbrella.

I thought that the rain would stop after returning home, but unexpectedly, it started raining at the police station.

Not long after Lin Jingzhou entered, a hazy drizzle began to fall, covering the dark sky with a light layer of rain and mist.

Jiang Yi looked at the raindrops on the car window, and recalled in her mind the streets of France many years ago. She had just come out from work, and the people who had been at the venue for a long time had no idea that it was raining outside.

The misty drizzle in the evening continued continuously. Although the temperature was not high, it did not get the clothes wet.

She stood under the eaves and considered it for a moment before preparing to walk back to the hotel in the rain.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped down the steps, I saw a man in a suit and leather shoes holding an umbrella not far away. This man was Lin Jingzhou.

At that time, on the streets of a foreign country, she seemed to find warmth in Lin Jingzhou that was extremely rare to find in ordinary times.

She never denied that she was moved by Lin Jingzhou.

But all these emotions disappeared when the truth emerged.

"Come out," Qian Xingzhi's words made Jiang Yi look up.

Looking around, I saw Lin Jingzhou and Lin Qinghe getting ready to go down the steps, probably not expecting it to rain.

The steps were hesitant.

"Go and give Lin Fan an umbrella."

"If this matter reaches Dong Fu's ears, I'm afraid it will affect the couple's relationship," Qian Xingzhi said thoughtfully.

And recently, Fu Xiting's control over Jiang Yi has become more and more obvious, so obvious that even an outsider like him can feel it personally.

It's just that the street lights haven't turned on yet, and the light in the police station is only supported by the surrounding high-rise buildings.

"It's okay, I'll explain."

At six o'clock, the sky was already dark in the rainy and foggy sky.

When Lin Jingzhou was about to go down the steps and get out of the car to get an umbrella, he saw a man wearing a black jacket approaching from a distance.

He handed him an umbrella and said, "Lin Fan, our wife asked me to give this to you."

Mrs?

Lin Jingzhou had never seen Qian Xingzhi, so he was not prepared to accept the umbrella that was offered to him.

"Which one?"

"On the streets of France in 2006, I still remember who Lin Fan gave an umbrella to."

Qian Xingzhi never took his hand back.

"The umbrella is not the same as before, and the person is not the same person as before. Lin Fan's coming to pick him up today means that some things have changed. There will be a long road ahead. If there is a confrontation in the past, Lin Fan should take care of himself."

Qian Xingzhi seemed to be afraid that people would not be able to hear the last five words, so he enunciated each word very clearly.

As soon as the words "French Streets" came out in 2006, Lin Jingzhou knew that he was Jiang Yi's man.

The words that followed made Lin Jingzhou feel a little hesitant.

What if there was a confrontation in the past?

Could the former lover have no choice but to become a rival?

Lin Jingzhou looked past Qian Xingzhi to the vehicle behind him.

Looking for a vehicle?

No, no, no, he was looking for Jiang Yi, his gaze was too obvious.

When did Qian Xingzhi first meet Lin Jingzhou?

It was in an era of peace that he stood beside the leader and visited the peacekeeping country where he was located.

At that time, the young man was strong-willed, looked better than Pan An, and had the blessing of his life experience. He was simply a character existing in a romance novel, and they had never met each other from a distance.

Later, when he got to know him, it was because of Jiang Fu's death that he actually read all about this man in the newspaper.

Today is our first meeting in reality.

After learning about that series of events, Qian Xingzhi didn't have much favorable impression of the international translator in front of him.

"Lin Fan, the idea of ​​​​different paths leading to the same destination only exists in the beautiful world in books. In the real world, different paths will eventually lead to the end. Once a person chooses a path that deviates from the one he loves, few can return in the end.

On the road, Lin Fan and his wife become strangers, it is your choice."

Lin Jingzhou was not unaware that Jiang Yi was struggling on this road, nor was he unaware that she was taking risks on this road.

He obviously only knew all this, but he still chose to appear here today.

This is enough to prove everything.

"Take care of yourself," Qian Xingzhi said, turned and left.

"Excuse me, sir, please bring her a message for me——."

Qian Xingzhi's footsteps were paused by Lin Jingzhou's shout.

(End of chapter)