Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 342 343 Jiang Yi slapped Fu Xiting on the shoulder

Fu Xiting's words about being pregnant are like thunder on the ground, and people in this thunder can be divided into two types. One is unbelievable. After all, Cheng Wen and his ex-wife already have two sons and a daughter, and they are sure winners in life.

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As for Shiyue, although she is good-looking and somewhat talented, she is a woman who cannot stand on the stage after all.

The so-called first-tier rich people will more or less have one or two women around them, and the role of these two women is to attend occasions when it is inconvenient for their wives to attend.

Everyone thought that Shiyue's existence was just one of those women,

It doesn't deserve too much attention from them, and it won't have too many consequences in writing.

Maybe after this period of time.

The relationship between the two will dissolve naturally.

But what they didn't expect now was that Shiyue was pregnant.

What does this mean? It means that Shiyue may replace Chengwen's real wife.

Everyone knows that Chengwen will not leave home after divorce.

Although his relationship with his ex-wife is not deep enough, his relationship with his two children is extremely close. People often see him eating with his children outside.

The parties involved, Wen Wen and Shiyue, were shocked inside.

Ever since Shiyue made that joke with him last time, Chengwen felt like there was a thorn in his heart, and the number of times he went to see Shiyue decreased significantly.

He had the same idea as everyone in the outside world and did not want Shiyue to become pregnant.

Shiyue's shock was more of a fright.

She did not expect that Fu Xiting would know about this matter, nor did she expect that Fu Xiting would tell this matter in public. She looked at the various expressions on the faces of the bosses present.

Some people lowered their heads to drink tea, while others looked into the distance carelessly.

There is only one word represented by these expressions - contempt.

Ordinary women like her are not uncommon in the upper-class circles of the capital. These women present are all like this. They use the money given by these first-line rich people to come forward to drink for them when they need it, and even accompany them.

sleep.

Help them stabilize a certain circle.

Then get the reward you deserve from it.

Don't leave until you don't need it anymore.

This process may take one or two years, or it may take ten or twenty years.

If these women act very sensible from beginning to end, then there will be a large severance package, if all of these women are like Shiyue.

If you take money and want to get pregnant and get a position, the end result will be miserable.

Shiyue could clearly feel the murderous look in Chengwen's eyes as he looked at her.

"What is Mr. Fu talking about?"

Shiyue seemed a little confused and looked at Fu Xiting with doubts.

Hearing this, Fu Xiting frowned slightly: "Did Secretary Guan see it wrong?"

"When he accompanied his wife for postpartum repair two days ago, he said that he met someone in the obstetrics and gynecology department who felt very similar to you."

Shi Yue responded without changing her expression: "I think Secretary Guan must have seen it wrong."

"It's possible," Fu Xiting raised his lips and smiled, "I'll punish him tomorrow."

"It's not two different things. It's normal to get it wrong." Shiyue Shi generally excused Guan Qing. Well, he seemed to be magnanimous.

She said one thing, but she was thinking something else.

People like Fu Xiting will never let anyone who has nothing to do with him waste his time. But today he organized such a game, called everyone over, and then said something like this in front of everyone

, no matter how you look at it, everything seems to be specially designed for her.

And given her status at this time, everyone believed that what she just said might have been misunderstood and did not exist at all.

How could a mere plaything kept by a man in a cage be worthy of being joked about by a rich man like him?

He has an inseparable relationship with Cheng Wen. The two companies cooperate closely, and their money starts with nine figures.

Such big clients with whom Mr. Fu personally maintains relationships have a network surrounding them.

Fu Xiting's ability to speak proves that this matter is most likely true.

Fu Xiting, Fu Xiting, you are trying to kill me.

Fu Xiting nodded in a gentlemanly manner, and tapped his long nails on the wooden handrail slowly.

When the middle finger rises and falls, Su Xin standing outside the door is clear.

With the servant carrying the pot, he opened the door of the glass room and came in.

"Excuse me, directors, please give way." There are not many housekeepers like Suxin in the capital.

It is said that in order to choose a reliable housekeeper, Fu Xiting personally poached him from abroad.

When everyone heard this, some laughed it off.

Some people think that Fu Xiting is just a housekeeper and has little effect.

Now when I see the well-trained Suxin, I suddenly feel that, let alone a housekeeper, even a small servant can reflect the taste of the master.

"Yesterday, Mr. Fu specially ordered to kill young sheep in a village on the outskirts of the city, saying he was entertaining distinguished guests."

"I ordered the kitchen to cook the mutton soup this morning. It's just right to warm you up in this winter day."

Suxin's words were quite appropriate.

But is that true? No.

Those who have not returned home for several days returned home yesterday.

Standing in the living room holding a cigarette, he asked her: "When will pregnant women have symptoms?"

Suxin didn't understand very well and was a little confused: "What symptoms are you talking about?"

"Nausea, retching."

Suxin's first reaction was that Jiang Yi was pregnant.

But her husband didn't say anything, so she didn't dare to make a rash guess.

"When I was pregnant with my child, I would feel nauseous and retching when I smelled something with a strong smell, similar to the smell of cooking smoke, mutton, or————."

Her next words stopped when Fu Xiting raised his hand.

"Tomorrow I will entertain guests and ask the kitchen to kill a sheep."

Suxin was shocked - I'm afraid Jiang Yi was not pregnant.

Mr. Fu would never do something like this knowingly in front of his wife.

"How to do?"

“How to make it taste great?”

"Let's make soup! Mutton soup is also suitable for this season."

"According to your."

The man waved his hand and gave her full authority to do it.

That's what happened today.

In the glass room, stove, wine, mutton soup.

How beautiful.

Chinese people are very particular about their diet. Eating mutton soup in winter can strengthen the spleen and warm the heart, nourish blood and qi, nourish the liver and improve eyesight, which has many benefits.

When Shi Yue saw the mutton soup that was served, her expression changed drastically.

The fingertips that landed on his knees pressed down hard.

Suxin introduced to people where the sheep was raised and what kind of fodder it ate.

While washing dishes, I brought a bowl of mutton soup to all the guests.

The first bowl of soup was handed out with some care. She handed it to Fu Xiting first, because Fu Xiting was the owner of the house and her boss.

But Fu Xiting raised his chin and gestured to hand the first bowl of soup to Cheng Dong.

So the bowl of soup naturally fell in front of Chengwen.

Cheng Wen looked at Tang in front of him and declined and asked her to pass it to Fu Xiting.

Suxin glanced at the latter with some embarrassment.

The latter didn't say anything, but the onlookers laughed: "Cheng Dong, when we socialize outside, the first glass of wine is usually given to Fu Dong, but today we finally took the opportunity to come to Fu Dong's house as a guest.

How could you give up this opportunity?"

"That's right! If Mr. Cheng doesn't drink it, give it to Miss Shi. This mutton soup warms the body and dispels the cold. Women should drink more."

Probably someone noticed Fu Xiting's strange attitude towards Shiyue.

The bowl of soup arrived in front of Shiyue just like this.

She had to drink the soup handed to her by a group of big guys.

Apparently Fu Xiting had enough time to wait for her to drink soup.

It was obvious that he wanted to dig a hole for her to jump into.

Even though her heart was filled with nausea at this moment, she still had to endure it and drink the bowl of soup, otherwise——

What she just said in front of Chengwen will be invalid. What awaits her will be Chengwen's anger.

"Miss Shi," Suxin dropped the bowl of soup in front of Shiyue.

Although her husband didn't say who the pot of mutton soup tonight was for, she could vaguely tell that it was the girl in front of her.

Tonight's game is destined to be uneven.

"Thank you," Shiyue said bravely and took the soup from Su Xin.

This thank you was said reluctantly, but she couldn't refuse.

In the glass room, everyone was holding a bowl of soup, each with his own thoughts.

And Shiyue, while each was thinking, endured the nausea and drank the bowl of soup to the bottom.

Although there is no difference.

But the almost pale look on his face made people couldn't help but take a second look.

It's rare to see such a good show like your face turning pale after taking a sip of soup.

Fu Xiting was holding the soup! He was sipping it bite by bite.

You can be as leisurely as you want.

……..

"Director Fu? Did I fail to do my errand tonight?"

After the guests left, Suxin stood behind Fu Xiting and watched as their car taillights disappeared on the mountain road.

The man smiled lightly: "Very successful."

Once Chengwen found out about Shiyue's pregnancy, he was bound to make some noise.

This movement cannot be small.

"Go and send some news to Chengwen's sons and daughters."

Let's be chaotic! The more chaotic it is, the more interesting it is. This scene with just him and Jiang Yi is a bit boring.

On the way down the mountain.

When Shiyue sat in the car, her breath was filled with the smell of mutton soup just now.

She reached out and opened the window.

The cold wind blowing in made her sober, but at the same time she felt a little uncomfortable.

"pull over."

As soon as the car stopped, Shiyue suddenly pushed open the door, lowered her head and vomited.

It was even too late to get off the car,

It’s clear in writing what this reaction was.

After vomiting, Shiyue leaned against the car weakly and gasped. Chengwen's deep voice sounded next to her: "You didn't say you weren't pregnant."

Shiyue glanced at him: "In that case, do I have to admit in public that I am pregnant with your child? Let everyone laugh at you?"

Chengwen's hand on his knee tightened slightly: "When did it happen?"

"Just these few days."

"In the past few days, Fu Xiting has found out about you." Cheng Wen scolded her, obviously feeling that she had embarrassed him.

"I don't want to meet Guan Qing in the hospital."

"So why did you go to the hospital?" Chengwen felt that every word Shiyue said was an excuse.

This woman is smarter and more unpredictable than any woman he has ever controlled before.

An ordinary woman has no ability to hook up with your wife.

But Shiyue just has this ability.

"You are also a father. If I don't go to the hospital, how can I be sure if I am pregnant? Do you want me to be pregnant in a daze until I am seven or eight months old before I know of his existence, and then give birth to him?

Competing with your current children for family property?"

Shiyue sneered: "You don't want to, right? I don't want to either."

The plan failed, and she had no choice but to protect herself in this way.

Only if she shows that she is not looking forward to the arrival of this child will Chengwen let her go.

Only then would she be given a chance to breathe.

She knew this man very well.

"You'd better be more sensible and know your position. Either you can solve it yourself, or I can help you solve it. It's your choice."

The hatred in Shiyue's heart was aroused by Fu Xiting.

Ever since her father became involved with Fu Xiting's mother, her life seemed to have been cursed.

There is no worst, only worse.

Shiyue is sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The fingertips fell on her belly and caressed it slowly. Fu Xiting's behavior tonight could be said to have ruined her dream.

Everything she had planned for so many days disappeared tonight.

Fu Xiting is miserable.

Isn't she?

Before meeting Fu Xiting's mother, she was still a person with a father, and her father was responsible enough.

But after meeting Fu Xiting's mother, everything changed.

It's no different if she has a father than if she doesn't have a father.

Fu Xiting is a victim, isn’t he?

What does her father's affairs have to do with her?

She was sent abroad by Fu Xiting and struggled abroad these years.

How many shameful things was she forced to do in order to complete her studies?

Wasn't all this caused by Fu Xiting?

If her father is still an ordinary housekeeper, at least her growth trajectory in life will be bright.

Instead of being completely dark like now.

Shiyue sat on the sofa, thinking about everything she had experienced over the years.

I just feel like the sour water in my heart is flooding like crazy.

Maybe it’s because the hatred in my heart is hard to get rid of.

She picked up the car keys on the table and prepared to go out.

When he reached the door, his hatred suddenly stopped.

no.

If she had just rashly gone to find Fu Xiting, she might have died a worse death.

It's almost half past eleven.

Jiang Yi came out of the shower and was taking Li Xing's call.

The two of them are planning something.

When Fu Xiting came in, he only heard Jiang Yi say: "Keep staring."

She had just finished hanging up the phone when she felt breathing behind her.

The vigilance he had cultivated over the years allowed Jiang Yi to turn over without thinking.

Fortunately, Fu Xiting spotted the strong momentum and dodged and escaped.

But while dodging, he accidentally broke the skin care products on Jiang Yi's dressing table.

A crisp bang made both of them silent.

"Ms. Jiang, are you okay?"

Jiang Yi glared at Fu Xiting, raised his voice and responded: "It's okay, I dropped a bottle of skin care products, you go and have a rest."

"Do you want me to come in and take care of it?"

"No trouble."

Seeing Jiang Yi's insistence, Auntie said nothing more.

I went downstairs listening to my aunt's footsteps.

Jiang Yicai slapped Fu Xiting on the shoulder: "Flower picker."

Naturally, the less people know about her affair with Fu Xiting, the better.

Even if Fang Chi kept it a secret, it would be even more impossible for Auntie to let her know.

(End of chapter)