Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 332 333: Can you still sleep?

That night, Jiang Yi received a call from Fu Xiting at twelve o'clock in the morning.

She is drowsy.

When I received the call, my voice was a little hazy.

Fu Xiting, who was already sober, became even more angry when he heard Jiang Yi's vague words.

"Sleeping?" he asked at first, his tone was quite normal.

Jiang Yi lazily hugged the quilt and turned over, humming.

Fu Xiting's anger rose instantly: "Can you still sleep?"

Jiang Yi:…………..

"Your husband stayed alone in the empty room and you slept peacefully."

Jiang Yi:…………..

"Why are you so heartless at such a young age?"

Jiang Yi:………….

Fu Xiting's questions one after another made Jiang Yi breathe slightly.

For a while, I didn't even dare to turn over.

Fu Xiting was full of resentment, and the hostility in his body was comparable to that of a ghost who died unjustly.

Jiang Yi was asked question after question so that he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Fu Xiting was there, staying awake at 12 o'clock in the morning, leaning on the bedside and smoking, puff after puff of cigarettes, mixed with one sentence after another of complaints: "You can fit the earth into it if you have a big heart.

"

Jiang Yi:………….

"Mr. Fu, why don't you check what time it is now?" Jiang Yi asked patiently.

When she was in Yuyuan, she was urged to go to bed before 11 o'clock. Now that she is outside, she is not allowed to sleep until 12 o'clock. This man is really a typical double standard dog.

Jiang Yi was filled with anger, but he couldn't let it go.

You still have to coax him.

Of these two people, one was full of complaints and the other was full of anger.

Not having a good time.

"Twelve o'clock."

"Don't you think it's time for bed now?"

Jiang Yi is good at tempting.

"Can you sleep?" Fu Xiting returned to the topic.

Jiang Yi's plan to induce others came to nothing.

Can't sleep? What are you doing with this great time if you don't sleep?

Why can't she sleep?

Is there any reason why I can't sleep?

If you don't sleep at 12 o'clock in the morning, why don't you go to a bar and have sex with other men?

Jiang Yi rolled his eyes almost to the sky.

But in the end, I had to be patient and coax him: "It's a little hard to fall asleep, but I have a meeting tomorrow morning and I need to maintain my energy."

The meaning of Jiang Yi's words is that I miss you just like you and can't sleep all night long, but I still have to sleep in order to work smoothly tomorrow.

"You can't sleep? Then I'll stay with you! Wait for me to get up and grind a cup of coffee," Jiang Yi said, getting ready.

Fu Xiting heard the rustling of the quilt on the other side, and thought about what she just said: get up and grind a cup of coffee. If you don't go to bed at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, grinding a cup of coffee, do you want to keep your eyes open until dawn?

"Forget it, you rest," Fu Xiting calmed down.

Jiang Yi paused in getting out of bed.

A smile bloomed on her lips, and she was as happy as if she had won tens of millions in lottery tickets.

But even so, she still had to pretend and couldn't let Fu Xiting know that she was too happy, otherwise————.

"It's okay, my husband can't sleep, so I should stay with him."

Fu Xiting's resentment dissipated a little: "Do you really think so? You're not so happy that you want to throw a big banquet because you left me?"

"I'm not that kind of person."

As Jiang Yi spoke, he walked to the door with his cell phone and turned the door handle, deliberately letting Fu Xiting hear the noise.

On the other side, the man was a little surprised: "Are you up?"

"Well, I'll accompany you," Jiang Yizheng'er responded.

"I want you to accompany me late at night with coffee? Then what's the difference between me and a capitalist? Go to sleep!"

Jiang Yi:......Aren't you a capitalist?

"how about you?"

"I'll take a rest too," Fu Xiting reached out and put the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.

"Then - good night." Jiang Yi Nuonuo said with a bit of coquettishness.

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yi lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, feeling happy and desperate in his heart. He was so happy that he finally coaxed this plague god away.

Sadly, it will definitely happen again tomorrow.

She had to do this every night before going to bed to compete with Fu Xiting in a battle of wits and courage.

It's too awful.

You are not afraid of being widowed, you are not afraid of your husband dying, you are afraid that your husband will torture you every day.

It's too awful.

Jiang Yi lifted up the quilt and buried himself in it.

"How is it?" In the bedroom, Su Xin leaned on the bed and looked at Meng Qian.

Meng Qian came in with a cold face. He said nothing at first, then walked aside and poured a glass of water to drink.

"Didn't you bring Fu Xiting over?"

"No," Meng Qian was upset.

"Isn't it said that the relationship between the couple is very good? Even if they are divorced, it is impossible to return everything to the original point in such a short period of time."

"Don't you think there's something fishy about this?"

Meng Qian put down the cup: "There is something fishy, ​​but do you know what it is?"

Su Xin choked up. If she could outplay Fu Xiting, then Meng Qian would definitely not be able to take this position.

Knowing that Meng Qian was angry in his heart, she did not agree with others: "Let the people below help us think of a solution?"

"how to think?"

"Let everyone know that I am dealing with my own nephew? Dealing with Fu Xiting can only be done in private. If it goes too far on the surface, what do you want those who have followed us all the way to think? What we have established

The trust built up by prestige will disappear in an instant. Isn't it because Fu Xiting is relying on us that we dare not do this matter too openly, so why is he going against us?"

"You clearly know that he is going against us just because we don't dare to do this matter too openly, so why do you still fall into his trap? Can we just be suppressed by him?

"

"Otherwise, tell me what to do?" Meng Qian took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa.

"It's okay if Fu Xiting is a profiteer to the outside world, but he is a philanthropist to the outside world. Haven't you read all the reports about him? Every year, he donates the most money to poverty-stricken areas from all walks of life in the country. He founded

The foundation enjoys a high reputation abroad."

"We have lost the best opportunity to deal with him. If we started when everyone didn't know about our uncle-nephew relationship, then we would be dealing with a businessman at best. But now everyone knows about our relationship, if we do it at this time

We also reached out to deal with Fu Xiting, which at best meant annihilating relatives for justice, or at worst meant to wake up those who followed us."

"Now is the time when we need help from others. If we continue to create this kind of image for others at this time, it is not certain whether we can continue on this road."

Meng Qian was also irritable.

He has a lot of people, but he cannot easily use others in this matter.

There are also countless hangers-on.

All those diners are highly intelligent.

If they unite, someone will always be able to figure out a way to deal with Fu Xiting.

But——can’t.

"If Fu Xiting really doesn't care about Jiang Yi's life or death, then won't it be easy for us to deal with him?"

"My ex-wife is also my wife. I don't believe that Jiang Yi can't have any influence on Fu Xiting."

……..

On this day, I returned home early.

It was probably due to pregnancy reflux, and I couldn't bring myself to feel energetic all day long. I used to wear plain white clothes and a light make-up, which made me look fairy-like.

Nowadays, I don't look good anymore, and when I wear white clothes, I feel like a female ghost who just died.

That night, she was standing in front of the mirror in her dressing room, studying her makeup.

Some of the turmoil in my heart caused by pregnancy has not been suppressed yet.

"looking at what?"

Chengwen stood at the bedroom door and looked at her.

Shiyue Wenwen responded: "I feel a little haggard recently."

"Go to bed early at night." The written words are simple and unpretentious, without any highlights, but there are no mistakes.

Shiyue slowly turned around and looked at Chengwen, and asked tentatively: "Isn't it because she is pregnant? They all say that a woman's complexion becomes very bad when she is pregnant."

Cheng Wen, who was about to turn around, stopped immediately when he heard these words, and slowly turned around to look at Shi Yue who was standing in the cloakroom, his eyes full of scrutiny: "Whether you are pregnant or not, don't you know how to go to the hospital to check?

"

Chengwen didn't express any opinions, but Shiyue could hear displeasure from his words.

He was not interested in whether Shiyue was pregnant or not. On the contrary, he did not want Shiyue to be pregnant.

Chengwen and his ex-wife already have three children, and they have a very good relationship with them.

Even though she is divorced, she still occasionally takes time to have meals with her children.

If Shiyue is pregnant now, Chengwen will most likely have a bad relationship with the previous children.

In other words, as a man in his forties, he no longer has any energy to focus on his children.

He has experienced everything he should have experienced three times. If she gets pregnant again and gives birth to a child here in Shiyue, it will be the fourth time, and there will be nothing new anymore.

Naturally, I don’t have any expectations.

And obviously if Shiyue wants to use children to gain power, it is naturally impossible.

Perhaps Shiyue knew about the idea of ​​a writing society from the beginning, so Shiyue was not very surprised.

She turned around calmly and walked to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Then I opened the drawer in the bathroom, took out a lipstick and applied it on my lips. In an instant, my whole body became radiant and my complexion returned instantly.

Putting the lipstick into the drawer with her slender fingertips. Shiyue walked past Chengwen with a proud step. She said nothing, with a bit of arrogance.

"I was just joking, why are you so nervous!"

Cheng Wen sneered: "You'd better just make a joke, because even if you are pregnant, I will let you abort it."

"What if the child I'm pregnant with is not yours? Do I have to abort it too?"

Shiyue poured a glass of water and drank it slowly.

Cheng Wen frowned, walked up to Shi Yue, and grabbed her hand: "Are you jealous?"

Shiyue slowly pulled her hand back: "Dong Cheng has been getting closer to his ex-wife and children recently, and what he said just now, isn't he indirectly telling me that the relationship between us will not be the same?"

Will it last?"

"Since you have told me that our relationship will not last long, then I must find a way out for myself. I am just talking about the future. Why is Director Cheng so nervous?"

Cheng Wen, a woman like Shiyue, was a bit hard to see through. Sometimes he thought she was very light, and sometimes he thought she was very lustful.

Sometimes I feel that she can stand beside him and follow him step by step, and sometimes I feel that she doesn't know anything and is completely defenseless.

With their current relationship, those words just now should not have been spoken out. Since they were spoken out, they would definitely be jealous.

But Shiyue, after being suspected, did not defend herself.

Instead, he threw out the idea that he could be beautiful alone.

It makes Chengwen feel that she is the leader in this relationship.

Shiyue lowered her head and glanced at her arm, then looked at Chengwen: "Aren't you ready to let go?"

Chengwen let go of Shiyue's arm.

The two of them were just about to chat when the phone rang.

She glanced at the number,

It looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before.

She picked up.

On that side, a familiar voice sounded.

"Miss Shi."

"lady."

"I want to go to the museum tomorrow. Does Miss Shi have time to be my guide?"

Shiyue was shocked.

It's definitely not that simple for her to find herself.

But couldn't refuse.

I can only agree.

"who?"

"The one at No. 1 south of the city."

Cheng Wen was shocked: "She has been looking for you a lot lately?"

"That's right."

"I heard the news today that Jiang Yi went to Chengnan No. 1 to stay for a day."

Chengwen had already begun to doubt the development of this situation.

Everyone is saying that the relationship between Fu Dong and the Meng family is very harmonious.

But the Meng family wanted to deal with Fu Xiting.

They, the bystanders, were confused for a while and couldn't figure out the direction. They didn't know whether it was as Fu Xiting said or as the Meng family said.

If they make incorrect choices due to the information gap, they are likely to die.

Either he died at the hands of Fu Xiting, or he died at the hands of the Meng family, or the two of them joined forces to shuffle the capital.

If this is really the case - the consequences would be disastrous.

The fact that Cheng Wen has this idea proves that the smoke bomb released by Fu Xiting has achieved its effect.

"You mean there might be something fishy about this matter?" Shiyue asked.

"Why did she find you?" Cheng Wen asked.

Why?

There are some things that Shiyue can't say. If she does, it will just reveal her true identity. She doesn't have enough trust in Chengwen, and the two of them only have a superficial relationship based on the physical.

"I also want to know."

Shiyue used this sentence to throw the question to Chengwen.

……..

"Is Mengyao back?"

Si Bai returned to the company two days later and was so angry that he forced all the bosses to work overtime that night.

And Zhao Fei was almost smoking under his command, and his CPU was almost burned to ashes.

"not yet."

"Call and get in touch."

"Nobody answers the phone."

Bang - Si Bai smashed his cup on the ground and angrily scolded Zhao Fei: "How did you become a secretary?"

Zhao Fei:………….

Because Mengyao's workload in the company has been too heavy over the years, Si Bai assigned her two secretaries, and Zhao Fei was one of them.

Facing the boss's sudden anger, Zhao Fei didn't know what to do for a moment and froze on the spot.

"How are you doing with what I asked you to check?"

"No entry or exit records."

"Without any entry and exit records, could it mean that she disappeared from the world? What friends does she have in the capital?"

Zhao Fei:…………..You don’t even know how I know?

You don’t know if the woman who goes to work with you during the day and sleeps with you at night has any other friends. Can you ask me?

Of course, this was just a complaint, and Zhao Fei didn't dare to actually say it.

If I say this, will it be over?

"I don't know, Sister Yao never mentioned it to us."

"waste."

Fu Xiting: How can you sleep?

Jiang Yi: I can’t sleep, I can’t sleep,

(End of chapter)