Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 317 318: Su Xin comes to Shiyue

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Zhou Wentang stood beside him, looking at the people next to him a little cautiously.

It is said that being with a king is like being with a tiger. This saying has its own truth.

Meng Qian was now like a lion that was angered by Fu Xiting. He was filled with ferocity and wished he could kill Fu Xiting.

But I just don’t have the ability.

What troubled him the most about today's incident was that Fu Xiting had not yet been killed.

Jiang Yi's ability showed up again.

I originally thought that Jiang Yi was a soft persimmon, so I had to pinch it when I wanted to.

Zhao Ying let him know after this matter came out.

Jiang Yi is not a soft persimmon.

At this moment, Meng Qian was probably filled with murderous rage, wishing he could kill anyone for good.

"What a good daughter the Jiang family raised."

"How's the investigation going for you?"

Zhou Wentang responded in a low voice: "After checking, although Jiang Yi had some dealings with Zou Yin, every interaction was innocent. There was no special interaction. As for the frequency of going to the hospital, it was not that much.

Mrs. Jiang has been in contact with quite a few doctors."

"I don't see anything special about Zou Yin."

Meng Qian pinched the sweet-scented osmanthus branch in his hand: "How do you say it?"

"Jiang Yi has been in poor health since he was born. Over the years, Jiang has visited all the hospitals in the capital. He has many doctor friends, and Zou Yin is just one of them."

Meng Qian's eyes were lowered, as if he was thinking about something.

When he arrived, he said: "Go and invite Mr. Jiang here."

Zhou Wentang's heart trembled.

Even so, he did not say any words to refute, but nodded and continued.

"Jiang Ze separated from the Jiang family early. What do you mean?"

"Can't we control the family after we separate?"

Meng Qian said and threw the sweet-scented osmanthus branch in his hand on the ground.

There was a coldness and ruthlessness characteristic of a superior person in his eyebrows and eyes.

On the other side, in Shiyue's studio, a group of wealthy ladies were gathering together for afternoon tea.

Talking about Fu Xiting, someone exclaimed: "Fu Dong is already extremely wealthy. Just controlling a Dongting Group is enviable, not to mention that he is now eating national food. From now on, Fu Dong must be the only one in this capital."

People have the final say?”

Someone picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee and whispered in agreement: "Do you need it later?"

"Don't need these additional conditions. Fu Dong is already a unique existence in the capital. I don't care about it. It just makes Jiang Yi feel better."

"After marrying such a good man, it doesn't matter that Fu Dong can satisfy her materially. What makes me envious is that Fu Dong respects her and supports her to be herself. This is rare among rich families."

"Yes! Look at those wealthy families in the capital who held weddings similar to Fu Dong's. Some of them were pregnant with their second child. As soon as they entered, they were like production tools, but Jiang Yi didn't care."

"If you don't seize the time to have children and secure your position, you will slowly perfect yourself."

"How many people in the capital are like this?"

A group of people started to sigh while chatting.

When Shiyue had just seen off a group of guests downstairs and came up, before he could push the door in, he heard again: "It is said that Mr. Fu bought an osmanthus tree in someone else's yard at a high price some time ago. The reason is that Jiang

I like it."

"Those limited editions in shopping malls that are delivered to Yuyuan as soon as the time comes are no longer worthy of envy. This kind of bland and absolute maintenance is what is enviable."

"Everyone has his own destiny."

"What are you talking about? Are you chatting so happily?" Shiyue asked in a leisurely tone as if she had not heard what was said before.

"Let's talk about Mr. Fu!"

"Enviable."

Shiyue grinded a cup of coffee for herself and sat there, quietly listening to everyone chatting.

When he heard that Fu Dong was infatuated, he was a little surprised and said: "How did I hear that Fu Dong has an ex-girlfriend?"

For an instant, there was silence in Shiyue's office.

Everyone's eyes fell on her.

"Ex-girlfriend?" someone was surprised.

Looking at Shiyue with doubts in her eyes: "Where did Miss Shi know this?"

Shiyue seemed to realize that she had said something wrong: "I'm just telling you nonsense. Don't take it seriously."

If we talk about scheming, none of the people present is probably Shiyue's opponent.

And everyone knows that the time and month will be written accordingly.

Although Cheng Wen is not as good as Fu Xiting, he is still second only to Fu Xiting. It seems common to know something that others don't know.

Therefore, when Shiyue said this, everyone's subconscious reaction was that this matter was told to her in writing.

But today, it was just a slip of the tongue.

As soon as Shiyue said this, someone began to smile knowingly: "I think so. There has never been any woman around Mr. Fu in these years. If he really has an ex-girlfriend, Mr. Fu's frank character will inevitably

It won’t be hidden or tucked away.”

Some people began to echo what Shiyue said.

Even though they say this, everyone knows in their hearts that this may be true, but no one dares to say it.

But it’s been a long time, it’s really like shooting yourself in the foot.

Just that person's last words.

With Mr. Fu's open character, he would definitely not hide anything.

It's so hurtful.

This sentence is really hurtful.

The afternoon tea on this day did not last long.

When the time came, some people left early because they had to pick up their children.

When Tao Juan came in to pack the tea sets, she saw Shiyue sitting on a chair in a daze, drinking more than half of the coffee in her hand.

Tao Juan reached out to take the coffee away: "I'd better drink less coffee in the future."

"Have you lost all this freedom?"

"If you can get what you want by losing your freedom, it's not impossible."

Tao Juan said this in a rather obscure way.

Just when Shiyue was about to respond, the clerk from downstairs came up.

"Boss, someone wants to buy the painting you put in the corner."

"Tell her that the painting is defective and not for sale."

"The other party said, it doesn't matter, she just likes that painting."

The clerk looked at Shiyue and felt very embarrassed.

Shiyue got up and headed downstairs.

When I saw the woman standing in front of the painting, I felt that this person was very noble even before I walked in.

"Hello, our painting is defective and not for sale."

Su Xin turned slightly, looked at Shiyue, and said with a little regret: "There is no such thing as defective art, but I think this painting is to my liking."

The moment she saw Su Xin, Shi Yue was shocked.

She did her homework before returning to the capital.

She is in charge of all the wealthy families in the capital.

During those years when she was the housekeeper of the Fu family, Shiyue certainly met Su Xin more than once.

She even secretly envied Su Xin and secretly vowed to become someone like her when she grew up.

She's so familiar.

She was very familiar with Su Xin.

Meng Shu's sister-in-law visited the Fu family very frequently back then.

As soon as Su Xin finished speaking, she looked at Shiyue with some doubts in her eyes: "Do we know each other?"

"Why do you say that?" Shiyue asked.

"It looks familiar."

"I probably don't know him," Shiyue slowly shook her head.

She had paid attention to the person in front of her at first, but at that time, as the housekeeper's daughter, she was not qualified to sit at the same table with someone like Su Xin.

I paid attention to it, but I can’t admit it.

Su Xin smiled slightly and focused on the painting: "I want this painting and wrapped it up."

"I still suggest you look at other things," Shiyue said humbly, with the usual respect.

"You always thought it was a defective product?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because it is an unfinished work," Shiyue explained.

"We live in this world, and before we step into the coffin, we are also unfinished works in the hands of God. But do you think humans are incomplete?" Su Xin smiled slightly.

"Both works and people have souls. Those who cannot appreciate it will naturally think it is a defective product. Those who can appreciate it will have a different feeling."

Su Xin said, looking at the staff beside her: "Wrap it up."

The latter glanced at Shiyue in embarrassment, and Shiyue nodded before she dared to move.

Shiyue looked at Su Xin, and every word she said was carefully considered.

It would be fine if she didn't know Su Xin's identity,

But you know - that's another matter.

"You have your own unique insights into art, so you can naturally appreciate its beauty, but that may not be the case in the eyes of the public."

"Then it can only be said that Miss Shi's painting was specially made for me."

Su Xin swiped the card.

Asked Shiyue: "Is it delivered to your door?"

"It can be delivered."

"Then I'll trouble Miss Shi to deliver this painting to No. 1 Chengnan at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Then just tell the doorman the name of the studio. It's best if Miss Shi goes there in person."

Even if Shiyue didn't know about Chengnan No. 1, she had heard about it many times.

"must."

Shiyue saw people off and watched the car leave before slowly walking towards the house.

"That person really bought the painting just now," Tao Juan came down from upstairs and glanced behind Shiyue.

"Yeah," Shiyue stepped into the studio.

The white sweater and white skirt simply blend in with the decoration of the house.

The whole person looks somewhat elegant.

But this elegance has never penetrated into the bone marrow, it is just attached to the skin.

Even Tao Juan could see it, and so could everyone else.

It's just that it's said without words.

"I've never seen that person in the store before, but I think he looks familiar."

While Shiyue told the clerk to be more careful with her bags, she spoke to Tao Juan again: "You are thinking carefully."

"I feel like I've seen it on TV," the person doing the painting said as he raised his head.

Shiyue didn't give in anymore: "Your Excellency, Madam."

When the words fell, everyone was completely shocked.

Shiyue's mind is now filled with the phrase "No. 1 Chengnan No. 1 tomorrow afternoon at three o'clock".

No matter what happens, go to the Three Treasures Hall.

Does Su Xin want any famous paintings?

Why come to yourself?

But when you come, you must have a plan.

As for this picture, she couldn't think of it for a while.

Fu Xiting's whole mind was on Jiang Yi that day, and he didn't want to care about the actions of the Meng family.

As for Su Xin going to find Shiyue, when Fang Chi came to tell him, the man just waved his hand slightly, indicating for him to go out.

Is it difficult for Fu Xiting?

Fang Chi found it difficult.

If all the responsibilities of a family fall on one person, it will definitely be difficult.

I want to do it for eight thousand, but - I'm sleepy,

(End of chapter)