Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

The rain was falling, and Lin Jingzhou stood still, unable to move.

Suxin's words did not stop there.

"It doesn't matter who lives that rain in late spring kills. If you die, you will die, no matter what. The dead cannot make choices, but the survivors have many choices."

These words were all given to her by Jiang Yi word for word.

Wherever you go, what words you say,

The tone of voice and the mood were all given to her by Jiang Yi.

She originally thought that doing so would undoubtedly cause trouble for herself, but now, seeing the expression on the international translator's face, Suxin admired Jiang Yi even more.

In the living room, Jiang Yi leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to relax.

Her brows were slightly furrowed and her whole body was a little tired. Seeing this, the servant asked her softly if she needed to go upstairs to rest. She shook her head slightly.

"Is anyone gone?"

The servant went to the window and gently lifted the gauze curtain to take a look: "Still in the courtyard."

Jiang Yien said something, indicating that he knew.

"What else did your wife say?" Lin Jingzhou's dark eyes fell on Su Xin.

Su Xin nodded slightly and said nine words in Jiang Yi's tone: "My wife said, advancing is an enemy, retreating is a friend."

At this time, Lin Jingzhou killed Lin Qinghe and came to power. What a good time?

But what about him?

He was probably thinking that Lin Qinghe was his teacher and could not be so cruel, so he planned to come to Jiang Yi to find a way out.

But this way out was blocked by Jiang Yi with six words.

Advance becomes an enemy, retreat becomes a friend.

Suxin saw Lin Jingzhou's hesitation and hesitation, and then said: "It is morally noble to use unified moral standards to restrain others, but doing otherwise is moral kidnapping."

"Lin Fan doesn't think twice before doing anything?"

"The damned people are alive, which proves that the capital is no longer the capital. If Lin Fan came back this time to wade through troubled waters, he can only say sorry."

….

Lin Jingzhou stood at the entrance of Yu Garden, but never entered Yu Garden.

In the courtyard with continuous drizzle, Lin Jingzhou looked at the bright house in front of him. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a slightly fluttering gauze curtain. There was no one under the gauze curtain, but he knew that Jiang Yi was inside.

People like her love to see the overall situation.

Standing behind the scenes and watching everything fall into place.

Lin Jingzhou's gaze paused for a long time on the gauze curtain, and then he slowly looked away.

"Bring a message to your wife."

"Lin Fan, please speak."

Lin Jingzhou looked at Suxin, and when the words reached his lips, he immediately retracted his words. He looked at Suxin with a slightly defensive look.

"nothing."

Telling Fu Xiting's people to tell Jiang Yi to be wary of Fu Xiting? This is undoubtedly the same as standing at the temple gate and scolding the Bodhisattva for his incompetence.

Why would you do such a stupid thing?

After a while, Su Xin sent Lin Jingzhou away and turned around to go into the house. She leaned Jiang Yi on the sofa, closed her eyes and rested, and held a cat in her hand.

Caressing gently.

"Leaving?"

Suxin responded respectfully: "Let's go."

"What did you say?"

"Before I left, I asked me to bring you a message, but I didn't say it."

Suxin felt quite strange.

When Jiang Yi was thinking about what Lin Jingzhou wanted to say, his cell phone rang. On the other side, Li Xing's voice was a little low and a little urgent: "In Yu Garden?"

"Yeah," Jiang Yi said in a buzzing voice.

"Leave as soon as possible."

The person leaning on the sofa glanced at Su Xin, who understood and turned around to leave.

Jiang Yi picked up the cooling coffee in front of her and took a sip. Her intuition told her that it was not easy to make today's call. She needed to stay extremely calm to answer the call.

At this moment, Li Xing was standing on the balcony of the mental hospital with a can of beer he had just finished drinking. He was smoking and holding his cell phone.

"Your idea is correct. Fu Xiting had previously intended to lead Si Bai to join Lin Qinghe. It seemed that he wanted Si Bai to join a project of a Southeast Asian arms dealer. However, this project needs to be led by a reliable and credible person with sufficient prestige.

, and Lin Qinghe is undoubtedly the best candidate."

"Fu Dong intends to pull Si Bo ashore. Rather than saying that Si Han, a rich kid, comes to study with you, Fu Dong wants to use your hand to press Si Han in the palm of his hand to control him. Si Bai wants to use your strength, so naturally he needs to stay.

Make a guarantee for whatever you do next. And Sihan is his guarantee."

"Last time we dealt with Lin Qinghe, Si Bai came out halfway. The person who tipped off the information was probably Dong Fu. He used others to let Si Bai disrupt our plan, and finally he could use Si Bai to do this.

The circumstances of the matter dragged him into the water so that he could get the piece of land in Linbei in Si Bai's hands."

Bang - the coffee cup in Jiang Yi's hand hit the ground.

The crisp sound excited Suxin standing outside the house.

He hurriedly opened the door and came in. When he saw Jiang Yi's eyes were deep and scarlet, a question died in his throat.

His otherwise plain eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his anger was obvious.

"If I guess correctly, Director Fu should not be at home."

"On the 15th, it is the day to meet with Southeast Asian weapons dealers. Lin Qinghe will leave the capital tomorrow at the latest and go to Southeast Asia to join Fu Dong."

"Whether you can take revenge or not is not important to Director Fu. What matters now is the great cause of his family and country. As long as Director Fu's great cause is not completed, you can't kill Lin Qinghe even if you put in 100% effort."

"When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will profit. Fu Dong is the real master."

"The person on your pillow may not be your sweetheart. All your plans are under his control. Jiang Yi, you have been fooled."

Poof——Jiang Yi’s blood spurted out from his chest.

Suxin almost fell to her knees as she watched.

"Madam, madam, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't scare me!"

"Here comes someone!"

Su Xin's scream stopped Qian Xingzhi as he was about to leave.

"Someone come quickly!"

The person who thought he had heard wrongly suddenly rushed into the house after confirming it.

When he saw Jiang Yi vomiting blood while holding his cell phone and his clothes were dyed red, he was all panicked.

"Mrs--."

"Mrs--."

"Jiang Yi——."

"Jiang Yi——."

Qian Xingzhi had been following Jiang Yi for a long time, and he always addressed Jiang Yi respectfully, but today his address to Jiang Yi suddenly changed.

All because of panic.

She planned hard and thought she was about to get revenge, but in the end, she ended up in this situation?

Every step she takes is within Fu Xiting's plan.

From the beginning of Zhao Zhen's life, every word he said was false, and every tender move he made was with some agenda.

Fu Xiting kept saying that he loved her, but the final result of everything he did was to kill her.

She worked hard for a plan.

I'm looking for a solution.

After all, it is just a dream, like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water.

She deliberately wanted to take revenge at every step, but the man who kept saying that he supported her supported her in person, but secretly colluded with her enemies to complete the great cause of Spring and Autumn.

Use her?

Use her?

He was so cruel, it was even worse than killing her.

She devoted all her efforts to fulfill her long-cherished wish in this life, but what about Fu Xiting? As her husband.

He knew the pain in his heart, but he still stepped on her heart to do these things.

How cruel, how cruel.

puff--

Qian Xingzhi was about to pick up Jiang Yi, but the moment the latter was moved, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

It flowed down Qian Xingzhi's neck and into his shirt.

Qian Xingzhi's hands were shaking with fear.

"Jiang Yi, don't scare me."

He was all too familiar with this scene. Many of the people displaced in war-torn areas died after vomiting blood.

"Don't scare me," Qian Xingzhi didn't dare to touch Jiang Yi and gently put her on the sofa.

It seemed like if she moved just a little bit louder, she would be broken.

At this time, Jiang Yi was so weak that he didn't look like a human being.

It is very much like a lonely ghost who accidentally fell into the mortal world.

If you are not careful, it will turn into ashes.

She was lying on the sofa, crying silently, raising her hands and grabbing her chest hard, her face was pale and bloodless.

Choking, twitching, and holding back, finally turned into heart-rending grief.

She stretched out her skinny claws and grasped her chest tightly, wanting to tear her clothes apart and take out her heart.

The sound of painful cries broke through the sky in this late night, and the sound of heartbreak reminded people of the wailing of ghosts at midnight.

She clutched her chest tightly, shrinking into a ball in pain, and then, an almost miserable and desperate scream sounded: "Fu Xiting."

Jiang Yi ignored the presence of outsiders and shouted three words heartbreakingly.

After the miserable sound ended, she stood up from the sofa and staggered upstairs.

"Jiang Yi——," Qian Xingzhi's worried eyes always fell on her,

Jiang Yi pushed Qian Xingzhi's hand away from behind, and when he walked to the living room, his steps paused slightly.

Looking upstairs.

The figure is shaky.

He was so erratic that he almost lost control of himself.

"Madam," Suxin shouted in horror.

Jiang Yi turned a deaf ear. Now, her mind was filled with Fu Xiting's heinous crimes.

And the heinous things he did.

Jiang Yi reached out to push Su Xin's hand away and staggered to the kitchen. When he came out, there was a knife in his hand.

"Madam," Suxin was completely shocked.

Qian Xingzhi looked at the fruit knife in Jiang Yi's hand and did not dare to take a step closer.

When the servants who were originally guarding the living room saw this scene, they were too frightened to speak.

Plot against her?

OK, OK, plot against her.

Jiang Yi staggered, stepping up the stairs with one foot and one foot weak. Qian Xingzhi was behind him, repeatedly trying to reach out to support her.

But the hand that was stretched out was repeatedly withdrawn.

Her life was not as important as Fu Xiting's great cause. Seeing her high-spirited building, she raised one floor while he took one, and while doing so, he smiled and said he loved her.

Is this love? If this is what is called love, then Fu Xiting is not even as good as Lin Jingzhou.

If this is love, then how should those who die for love deal with themselves?

Suddenly, Jiang Yi reached out and pushed open the door of Fu Xiting's study, looking at the huge wedding photo lying on the floor of the man's study.

Something flashed through my mind.

Remembering their wedding.

I recall Fu Xiting’s every well-intentioned arrangement.

Jiang Yi actually doubted the truth of what Li Xing said.

Parents at the wedding.

Osmanthus trees in Yu Garden.

The soft whisper in every midnight dream.

Could it be that the real estate, real estate, and gifts he brought back from every business trip were all fake?

Are they all fake?

Jiang Yi looked at the wedding photo of the two smiling like flowers, and Fu Xiting looked at her with love in his eyes.

They say whether you love someone or not, your eyes cannot deceive you.

But what if there are really people in this world who can even disguise their eyes?

Silence unfolded in the study room.

Su Xin and Qian Xingzhi stood behind and watched Jiang Yi staring at the wedding dress in trance.

For a long time, Jiang Yi murmured: "Give me the phone."

Qian Xingzhi quickly handed her his mobile phone.

After dialing Fu Xiting's number effortlessly, she felt a little sad inside.

She already knew Fu Xiting's number by heart.

If all this is true.

Qian Xingzhi looked at Jiang Yi's frozen fingertips.

I didn't dare to breathe for a while.

At this moment, Jiang Yi suddenly remembered a saying: When a person wants to ask for the truth, she actually already knows the truth.

It's just that - what I need is a reasonable reason to wake myself up.

The beeping sound of the dialed phone became the only sound in the room.

Others didn't know it, but Jiang Yi knew that he answered the call later than usual.

"Yiyi——" When Fu Xiting's voice came, Jiang Yi didn't dare to speak for a moment.

She suddenly didn't want this dream to be shattered.

She didn't even want to get out of the luxurious cage that Fu Xiting had woven for her.

Life is already so difficult. She originally thought that Fu Xiting would be her backer, but she never thought that Fu Xiting would be a mountain standing in her way.

No wonder - no wonder he only plans but never shows up.

No wonder—people who kept saying they were worried about her asked her to go out and take care of herself.

No wonder————.

"I mean——," Fu Xiting's second call pulled her back completely.

Jiang Yi stepped forward slightly and stood in front of a large wedding photo. Her cool, forbearing, and hoarse voice reached Fu Xiting's ears: "You are in Southeast Asia."

Fu Xiting took a deep breath after hearing these five words.

The hand holding the phone was instantly covered with a thin layer of sweat. As he lowered his eyes, the man's long eyelashes blocked the meaning in his eyes.

After a long time, a trembling "yes" made the whole room quiet for an instant.

Wu Jiangbai stood up from his chair like a reflex and knocked over the coffee on the table. In an instant, the originally silent room suddenly became noisy.

Everyone hurriedly moved their computers away.

But Fu Xiting, standing in the crowd, seemed to be aloof from the incident.

It was incompatible with the noise in the house.

He had imagined many times whether the relationship between him and Jiang Yi could continue if the matter was revealed.

If the matter is revealed, with Jiang Yi's temper, is it still necessary for him to exist?

But thinking about it, he had no choice but to take action.

If he had a choice, he would definitely not make such a choice.

But there is no way, there is really no way.

Otherwise, how could he personally push the relationship between husband and wife into the abyss?

How could it be!

Jiang Yi was disappointed.

He knows.

But what to do?

The matter was before him, and he had no choice.

All the sounds in the room were not as crisp as Jiang Yi's knife.

After Wu Jiangbai cleared the table, he looked back at Fu Xiting.

At that glance, what I saw was no longer the high-spirited capitalist, but a loser who was tortured by life.

"I have something unspeakable, I mean," Fu Xiting's explanation seemed so feeble in front of Jiang Yi's anger.

This unspeakable sound made everyone in the room gasp slightly.

They all know what this trip to Southeast Asia means.

Are the weapons for the expansion of Dongting Group?

Of course not.

Dongting Group has no ability to eat this meal.

But this meal has to be eaten.

It is related to the life and death of Dongting Group.

Fu Xiting has been planning until now to get things on the track he wants.

Now, what I didn't expect is - Jiang Yi is here.

With the arrow on the string, the hostess came to investigate.

"Your unspeakable secret is to sacrifice me?"

And this head of the family has a deep love for his lover.

Worry has become inevitable.

"Fu Xiting, I have always felt that you became famous at a young age, and then your family was unfortunate, and you died at the hands of your mother. It is sad. It is God who is unfair to you, but now it seems that you deserve it."

"You deserve to be unloved and unloved, and you deserve to have no close relatives around you until you are 30 years old. These are your own choices, and you have created all of this with your own hands."

Hiss————The large wedding poster was scratched with a knife.

Jiang Yi took a fruit knife and slashed the two of them from their faces to their bodies.

The two of them were talking and laughing, and Yan Yan's faces instantly turned to hatred.

What was originally a beautiful wedding photo together has now become two halves.

And Fu Xiting, when he heard this sound, his eyes closed slightly,

All the pain is hidden in it.

"Madam," Su Xin's exclamation suddenly recalled: "How could you ruin the wedding photos that your husband specially selected!"

Bang--Jiang Yi dropped the fruit knife in his hand on the ground, along with his mobile phone: "He can ruin my life, why can't I ruin a painting?"

"Why can't I?"