Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 352 352 Jiang Yi said: I really want to see you today

Ai Hao stood at the door as if thinking of something.

After walking a few steps and trying to catch up, someone grabbed my arm.

Looking back, I saw Wen Sirui.

"what?"

"You should have the consciousness to beat workers. Did the boss invite you here just to let you whip her?"

Ai Hao:……It makes sense.

"So? What do you want to say?"

"Mr. Jiang wants to take the case of Director Cheng, but he has not found a suitable reason to take it. Your task now is to find a reason."

"How to find it?" Ai Hao wondered: "Why do we need to find reasons to take this kind of case when we want to take it on? We have always followed the commercial route. If the case of Cheng Dong is now followed by family negotiation, it will undoubtedly be

It opens up new ideas for the company! Why do we need to find excuses when we can kill two birds with one stone? Moreover, having a business tycoon like Mr. Cheng as our stepping stone is nothing but providing us with opportunities to make money."

"It's not easy to deal with Shiyue over there," Wen Sirui stood at the door and looked in the direction where Jiang Yi was leaving.

"What's so hard to do? She's just a mistress, not a wealthy lady, and she won't have any business dealings in the future. Do we still have to give her face? Are we going to rush to give face to such a person?"

It is difficult for Ai Hao to understand that sentence.

Is it difficult to tell a mistress?

Wen Sirui had the same idea as Ai Hao at first, but after thinking about it later, she realized that things cannot be done blindly: "Shiyue is the weak one now."

"So?" Ai Hao was puzzled again: "What does it have to do with us that she is weak? Is it because she is a weakling that we will not make this money? Is it because she is a weakling that everyone in the world

Do you have to pamper her and spoil her?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Ai Hao sneered: "Beyond the law, justice lies in the hearts of the people. Don't believe it. Everyone has a balance in their hearts. These wealthy ladies in the capital are saying that Shiyue is the victim. You can open them up."

Take a look inside your heart, and you will see who is not clapping and applauding in their heart, and whose mind is not written with the words "deserve it". The reason why everyone is shouting like this now is simply because they are the ones with vested interests. Fu Dong occupies the country, and they are

It's a pity that if Cheng Wen falls down now, they can always drink some soup without eating meat, right?"

"In this matter, as far as those with vested interests are concerned, the best way is for Shiyue to be the victim and Chengwen to be the perpetrator. They help Shiyue push down the mountain of Chengwen. It is better than Chengwen to kill Shiyue. In the former, they can still

If you can pick up some scraps of meat, the latter will get nothing but words of revelry."

"They wish that the moon would be good when a thunderbolt from the cold sky comes down and kills them."

Wen Sirui was speechless, looked at Ai Hao, crossed his arms and tilted his head: "How do you know so well?"

"Surf more," Ai Hao reached out and patted her head.

Thinking of something, he looked back at her: "Let Mr. Jiang surf more, you don't know that her comments are all over the Internet."

On this day, Jiang Yi left the company without driving.

At this point, the nearby elementary school is out of school, and the time spent in traffic jams must be longer than the time spent walking back.

She held an umbrella and walked home along the street with her bag in hand.

Ten minutes away, she bought a bouquet of flowers on the way.

A matching bouquet rests on the crook of the arm.

She hung the umbrella at the door of the villa, shook off the water drops on her body, opened the door and went in. She saw Fu Xiting standing in the living room answering the phone without even taking off his shoes. She ran over and hugged the man's waist from behind.

Fu Xiting was stunned. He exchanged a few polite words with the other party and put away the phone. He threw the phone on the sofa. When he turned around, he found that she had not taken off her clothes and her coat was wet with water.

There is a bouquet of flowers bought at the door.

"So early today?"

"I thought you must be here, so I came back early."

Fu Xiting reached out and took off Jiang Yi's coat, casually placing it on the back of the sofa.

Then he took off the scarf around her neck.

Touched her long hair: "The hair is wet."

"Go and wipe it?"

Jiang Yi nestled softly into Fu Xiting's chest and rubbed it pretendingly, like a little kitten.

Seeing this, the man's heart softened. He put his arms around Jiang Yi and kissed the top of her hair: "What's wrong? Today? You're in a good mood?"

"Not bad," she responded dully.

To say it's not bad is indeed modest. After all, billions of dollars are waving to her.

Fu Xiting laughed muffledly and dug his palms into her sweater: "Are you so happy after only a few billion? If I had known that Mrs. Fu was here, I should have exchanged all your jewelry and bags.

It’s in cash.”

Jiang Yi raised her eyes to look at the man and wanted to kiss his chin. Only when she kissed him did she realize that the man had not shaved. Jiang Yi touched his pricked lips and gave him an unhappy look.

Fu Xiting smiled.

Seeing Jiang Yi's deflated appearance made him feel good.

Put your arms around the person's waist and lead him towards you.

Her thin lips dropped and she tossed and turned.

The two have been getting along like spring water in recent times, almost on the verge of breaking out.

The dry firewood burns almost instantly.

It gets dark early in winter after the rain.

The two were entangled together, almost forgetting themselves.

The heating in the villa was turned on and there was no one else around, so the sofa became a battlefield for the two of them.

Jiang Yi sat on the sofa, clinging to the man's shoulders and rising and falling. Their foreheads were touching, and they couldn't suppress their moans.

Not only Jiang Yi, but also Fu Xiting.

The shallow cry is like muffled thunder in spring. It doesn't make a sound, but it touches people's hearts.

The hibiscus tent warms the spring night.

When I woke up, it was already night time.

A thin blanket covered the two of them, and Fu Xiting comforted Jiang Yi.

The latter's slight wheezing was accompanied by one or two coughs.

The man reached out and hugged her a little tighter.

"Go up and take a bath, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold," the man's hoarse voice sounded in Jiang Yi's ears.

The latter nodded slightly and wanted to say something, but what came out was a definite cough when he opened his lips.

Fu Xiting held Jiang Yi with one hand, took the blanket from the sofa and put it on her back, and went up to the bedroom on the second floor.

Fu Xiting carried Jiang Yi into the bathtub and was enveloped by scalding hot water. Jiang Yi sighed comfortably, like a cat, and took Fu Xiting's hand to smooth his hair.

The man smiled fondly: "Now we feel like we are in love."

Jiang Yi rested his head on his arm and looked sideways at Fu Xiting: "Don't you feel very stressed?"

Fu Xiting stroked Jiang Yi's hand and looked at the person with a half-smile: "Which aspect is Mrs. Fu talking about? If it's physical strength, I should have verified it just now."

"If Mrs. Fu has any doubts, can we try the bathtub again?"

Jiang Yi hesitated, like a cat being held by the scruff of his neck, and hurriedly said: "Psychological pressure."

Fu Xiting's hand fell on Jiang Yi's waist: "The pressure from others is a rare blessing to me."

"I have been afraid of others clinging to me since I was a child. If they give me excessive enthusiasm, it will make me panic. When I disturb others after work, I will also think in advance whether I will become a burden to them," 2010

, the word "social fear" has not yet come out, but Jiang Yi already vaguely feels that he is this kind of person.

Even though she is a master at killing everyone at work.

But privately, she doesn't want people to disturb her own life, and she doesn't want to disturb other people's lives either.

She has also applied the ideas she has always had to her married life.

It is precisely because of this that Fu Xiting feels that Jiang Yi is advancing and retreating in this marriage relationship.

Never completely settled down.

"Husbands and wives should be the closest friends, comrades-in-arms, partners, etc. in the world. Imagine if in a cooperative relationship, your partner always gives you a feeling of being far away and close, and touching.

Don’t you feel very insecure due to the opaque feeling?”

Zou Yin and Jiang Kuo did not give Jiang Yi a complete childhood, so she developed a cold character.

This is not Jiang Yi's fault, he understands.

"I mean, your excessive interruption is a sense of security for me."

"Come here, let my husband hug you."

The man held Jiang Yi's waist with both hands and pulled her to him. The two of them nestled in the bathtub, becoming conjoined twins.

"I really want to see you today," Jiang Yi murmured.

Fu Xiting said in favor, rubbing his chin on the top of the woman's fluffy hair: "Me too."

"Having hot pot tonight? I bought the ingredients."

"good."

Jiang Yi turned the stay-at-home aunt into a part-time aunt, and Fu Xiting was naturally very happy.

Without outsiders, it is much easier for the two of them to get along with each other, and there is no need to be sneaky.

To prevent his aunt from sending him text messages in the middle of the night saying that there is a man in Jiang Yi's house.

In the open kitchen, the hot pot base in the pot was blazing with heat. Fu Xiting was unpacking the ingredients, and Jiang Yi took out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator.

"Mengyao's wine!"

"Drink first and then talk," Fu Xiting said simply.

Jiang Yiyin was worried: "I don't know how Mengyao is doing."

"If Si Bai doesn't go looking for her, she will be fine."

Fu Xiting placed the bowl in front of Jiang Yi and mentioned today's inspection.

"I guess it won't take two days, Deputy Zhang will organize the game." People like them are as concerned about this kind of thing as life and death. They know that this is the time when they need to add glory. If they offend Fu Xiting, they will

It means that the career fortune is gone.

Once Zhang Le hooked Si Bai, it was equivalent to one-third of the situation being secured.

But two-thirds of the large base is still in the hands of Fu Xiting.

"If nothing else happens, call Mengyao when the time comes."

Jiang Yi was scalding the meat in the pot and looked at Fu Xiting with an "I know what you're going to do" expression on his face: "Si Bai must go to this kind of occasion. Who do you want to disgust by calling Mengyao?"

Fu Xiting raised his lips: "Don't agree?"

"That's not the case either."

"That's fine."

"Do you think Mengyao and Wen Ziqi are possible?"

"If you mess up the rules like this, I'm afraid Yue Lao will be furious if he finds out."

"Don't you think it's a perfect match?"

"The female college junior holds a gold brick, marry her Mengyao and do it all?"

"Is Wen Ziqi so young?"

"Baby, talk carefully."

Jiang Yi: "Where did you want to go?"

Fu Xiting said nothing and raised his eyes to glance at Jiang Yi.

It was this look that made Jiang Yi admit defeat.

In the hospital ward, Shiyue was lying down with her eyes closed to relax.

Hearing the noise in the ward, she opened her eyes and looked around. She was not surprised by the visitor: "Why are you here?"

"Let's take a look at you. What happened to the people who vowed to lead us to overthrow Jiang Yi now?"

Zhao Ying pulled out his chair and sat across from Shiyue.

The lights in the ward fell on her back, making her look a little dark.

"Are you just here to laugh at me?"

"Chengwen went to find Jiang Yi and wanted her to come forward to negotiate with you,"

Shiyue sneered: "It's useless to look for anyone, I won't let him go."

"If Jiang Yi accepts Chengwen's commission, what do you think your chances of winning are?"

"Just tell me the important point," Shiyue was not in the mood to listen to her.

Zhao Ying didn't panic. He reached out and took out a stack of photos from his bag and put them in Shiyue's hand: "I found the servants of the Fu family a long time ago. They told me that your father was from the Fu family back then.

Butler, and the reason why he died was because he was beaten to death by Fu Xiting for doing something treasonous and unethical, Shiyue, you hid it very deeply."

Zhao Ying followed this aunt for almost half a year.

Everyone kept silent and never mentioned what happened back then. They also made it clear that it was either that they didn't want to mention it or they didn't dare to mention it.

In the end, her grandson was sick and needed money, so she spoke out.

This news, 1.2 million.

Shi Yue took a look at the photos and felt as stable as a rock: "What does Miss Zhao want to prove by showing these to me?"

"Can I understand that Miss Shi is Fu Dong's person, and all of this is just a means by Fu Dong to plot against Dong, and you found us to conspire in the first place because you wanted Jiang Yi's position."

"Zhao Ying, were you fooled by Jiang Yi's scheme, so your brain is not normal? Or did you sleep with the dead, return to the coffin, and take your brain to the underworld? It would be a pity not to be a screenwriter if you are so dreamy!"

"So, Miss Shi, aren't you going to tell us?"

"Ms. Zhao, do you think I'm stupid? By throwing out the bottom line when I'm at my weakest, do you want you to kill me, or do you want Cheng Wen to kill me?"

Shiyue said, reaching out and pressing the call bell on the bedside, and the nurse came in and asked about the situation.

Shiyue pointed at Zhao Ying: "Please nurse, please ask the person out. I need to rest."

Zhao Ying was kicked out of the ward and stood at the door of the hospital and took a deep breath.

She now fully understood the feeling of being unable to find a way out.

Ever since Jiang Yi's trouble last time, she has long since lost her place in public positions in the Negotiation Yuan.

Fortunately, the old man of the Zhao family is still alive and has joined the company as his successor.

But not taking action doesn't mean you don't want to.

She could never let go of Jiang Yi's hatred.

I originally wanted to join the Shiyue Alliance, but ended up dying before the attack started. Something happened to Shiyue before it even started.

Zhao Ying was just about to get in the car when a hand from behind reached out and pressed the door.

She looked back and saw Lin Jingzhou standing behind her.

"Have you gone to find Shiyue?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

"How long are you going to remain stubborn?"

Lin Jingzhou took Zhao Ying's hand and questioned her almost gnashing his teeth.

Zhao Ying found it funny and shook Lin Jingzhou's palm away: "I told you, it's none of your business."

Lin Jingzhou stared at Zhao Ying, smiled suddenly, took out his mobile phone and gave it to Zhao Ying: "Do you think I want to take care of you? Did you see it?"

(End of chapter)