Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 354 354 The title is too difficult, I don’t want to think about it anymore

As soon as Mengyao's extremely sarcastic words came out, Si Bai's face instantly turned cold. He stared at her in silence, and the air in the room was so silent that it was quite embarrassing.

Wen Ziqi stood aside and looked at the expressions of the two of them, somewhat unwilling to stand here and waste time with them.

He pretended to cough, looked at Mengyao and said deliberately: "How about Secretary Meng and Mr. Si go out to chat?"

Talk?

Mengyao was naturally unhappy.

There was nothing to talk about between her and Si Bai.

The two of them have reached this point now, and any words they say are a waste of time.

What's more, as Fu Xiting said, this man is a loser.

Mengyao did not respond to Wen Ziqi's words, she folded her arms and turned slightly, facing away from Si Bai.

This behavior says it all.

Wen Ziqi cursed a very dirty word in his mind, "Oh! He's going to change his career, be a neighborhood committee aunt or a mediator in a divorce office."

Both of these jobs are more in line with his current situation.

I haven't done anything in the past two days, just helping Mengyao deal with Si Bai.

And the most hateful thing is that this piece of trash is like a piece of candy, you can’t get rid of it.

"Mr. Si? Should you leave or should I call the police?"

"Mr. Wen, don't you think it's time for you to go out in this situation?"

Wen Ziqi was a little funny: "My house? You let me out? Why don't you drive Chang'e out of the moon palace and humans out of the earth if you are so awesome?"

"I just want to give you some face because of our cooperation in the beginning. The face I give you doesn't mean that I'm afraid of you, and it doesn't mean that I should make your wedding dress. Mr. Si, should you go by yourself or should I?"

Call the police?"

Si Bai looked at Mengyao.

The latter still had his back turned to him, with no intention of turning around.

……..

Mengyao heard the closing sound and knew that Si Bai was gone. When she turned around and looked over, a tablecloth was thrown towards her head and face.

Mengyao pulled the tablecloth off her head in panic.

"What are you doing?"

"Where did the clothes come from? How can you look decent if you are not dressed neatly?"

Before Mengyao's words could be answered, Wen Ziqi's question came.

It's okay for her and Si Bai to dress like this. He is an outsider, how dare Mengyao be so bold?

Who do you think you don't care about?

"It's in your cupboard."

"Fart! How can I have women's clothes in my cabinet?"

Mengyao pursed her lips and looked unhappy: "There is one more thing, you will know when you go and take a look."

"Red."

"I don't know who has such a strange vision, red and green."

As Mengyao spoke, she walked to the sofa again, picked up the blanket on the sofa and wrapped herself in it.

The person who was originally wearing home clothes deliberately changed his clothes when he heard that Si Bai was coming.

She came in such a hurry that she didn't even have luggage, let alone clothes.

This is where Wen Ziqi's sentence came from.

Wen Ziqi went upstairs with a cold face, then left and came back again.

As soon as she reached the stairs, Mengyao said leisurely: "Really?"

"Mr. Wen? This isn't your base for hiding your beauty in the golden house, is it? I saw the brand of this skirt. It's an Italian luxury high-end brand. A skirt starts at more than 100,000 yuan, with no upper limit. Most people can't afford it. I

Aren’t you disturbing Mr. Wen’s good deeds?”

Wen Ziqi walked to the opposite side of the sofa with a cold face, not even having time to clean up the messy documents on the coffee table.

He looked at Mengyao with a tense expression: "Does Secretary Meng want to use me as a tool to get rid of Si Bai?"

"I would be unhappy if Mr. Wen said that about himself."

Mengyao pulled the blanket under her chin: "If Mr. Wen needs to take action to dump a scumbag like Si Bai, it would be disrespectful to Mr. Wen."

Wen Ziqi sneered, a woman's mouth is a liar.

Women in their thirties are even worse.

Mengyao's rank, cars, houses, money, career, and men have all gone through a round.

Not only is she comfortable in the mall, she is also handy with men.

The reason why Si Bai was so pitiful was simply because he was unwilling to accept the eight-year relationship.

Wen Zi expected Mengyao to take in all the beauty of this woman.

One second, the woman was lying on the sofa like a salted fish, drinking to drown her sorrows. The next second, she put on an expensive dress and stood in front of her ex-boyfriend with high spirits.

Now, after her ex-boyfriend left, she used her bright smile to seduce herself, an outsider.

Wen Ziqi reached out and picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table: "Do you want it?"

"If you are willing to share," Mengyao said without pretentiousness.

Wen Ziqi handed her a cigarette and lit it with a lighter.

Mengyao thought he wanted to smoke, so she took one for herself.

Unexpectedly, the man stopped and had no other intention.

"You don't smoke?"

"Everyone knows that I don't smoke."

Mengyao:…………."Then can you light a cigarette for me?"

"I see your lips are wandering a bit, so smoke a cigarette and take it slow."

Mengyao:…………

"After Secretary Meng smokes this cigarette, remember to settle the account with me. Forget everything else. Remember to reimburse me for the dress you are wearing."

"I have no money."

"It doesn't matter, Si Bai has money, I can ask him for it."

"Mr. Wen wouldn't put a woman into a tiger's mouth just for a dress, would he?"

Wen Ziqi rummaged around on the table, then pulled out an invoice and placed it in front of Mengyao: "One hundred and seven hundred thousand."

Mengyao:…………

She didn't care about the expensive price of the dress, but she was curious that someone like Wen Ziqi still kept the invoice after buying the dress?

"My mother ordered me a birthday gift. Now that you are wearing it, regardless of its original value, Secretary Meng probably can't afford to pay for the thought alone."

"Sorry," Mengyao apologized: "I thought——."

Wen Ziqi raised his hand to stop her.

Clicked on the invoice: "A thousand words are worth a huge sum of money, go to bed early."

After saying that, the man went upstairs without looking back.

The next morning, Jiang Yi was woken up by the rapid ringing of her cell phone.

Subconsciously, she reached out and grabbed the phone.

As soon as I picked up, there was a long silence on the other side.

The latter frowned slightly, and the confused person was about to take the phone further away to see who was calling.

The phone disappeared from the palm of my hand.

This was followed by a man's deep voice: "Is something wrong?"

Jiang Yi suddenly lost all sleep. He opened his eyes and propped himself up to sit up.

Fu Xiting's palm fell on her shoulder and pushed her back to the bed.

He raised his hand to soothe her hair.

It's like petting a cat.

When Guan Qing finished the phone call early in the morning, he felt uneasy inside.

Of course he knew that Director Fu's good mood recently was all attributed to Mr. Jiang, but he really didn't expect that Mr. Jiang had answered the call in the early morning.

He finished reporting the matter stumblingly.

I just put away the phone, sighed heavily and sat on the bed, when my wife came in with her daughter in her arms.

He took the child, held it and teased it.

Only then did he calm down his impetuous heart.

"Whose phone number?"

Jiang Yi was lying on the bed completely sleepless, looking at Fu Xiting with extremely nervous eyes.

It seemed like he was afraid of picking up the wrong call.

"Guan Qing, it's okay, don't be nervous."

Fu Xiting gently comforted the person.

He woke up in the morning and wanted to pour a glass of water. As soon as he picked up the glass of water, he heard the loud ringing of his mobile phone upstairs.

Worried about disturbing Jiang Yi, he hurried upstairs but Jiang Yi answered the phone.

It wasn't that Jiang Yi was worried that he wouldn't be able to answer the call. Rather than being exposed, he was more worried about disturbing his wife's sleep.

Jiang Yi was wrapped in quilt and rubbed against Fu Xiting's legs: "I was shocked."

The man laughed lightly and touched her hair: "Be good."

"what time is it?"

"Six-thirty," the curtains were closed, and the sky outside could not be seen clearly.

Without looking at the time, I have no idea what night it is.

"Get up so early?"

"Get up and have a glass of water."

"What about Guan Qing?" Jiang Yi asked.

It’s not like he got up to drink water, right? The key is that Guan Qing’s tone makes him sober.

"He is currently focusing on the project at hand and needs to get up early for a meeting."

Jiang Yi woke up, looked at Fu Xiting with a smile and said, "Aren't capitalists ruthless?"

"Capitalists are not ruthless, what is ruthless is the money in their hands."

Fu Xiting leaned over and kissed the tip of Jiang Yi's nose.

When you wake up in the morning, a woman is soft and delicate.

When Fu Xiting came to the door, Jiang Yi hooked his neck.

The man wrapped himself in a quilt and held the person on his lap.

The fog outside the window is as thick as the love in the bedroom.

Just as Fu Xiting said, it was only at this moment that he and Jiang Yi felt like a couple in love.

In just a few days, the two of them got together countless times.

Needless to say, one look means everything.

"Go home early in the evening and make dumplings."

"Why?" Jiang Yi was confused.

"Winter Solstice," the man murmured.

December 22, 2010, winter solstice.

On this day, there was thick fog in the capital, with visibility less than ten meters.

Frequent rear-end collisions on the road have brought traffic to a standstill in the entire capital.

This also includes Fu Xiting.

As soon as Jiang Yi entered the company, Wen Sirui came in with his mobile phone: "Director Fu was in a car accident."

Jiang Yi tightened her hand on the bag and reached out to take the mobile phone from Wen Sirui's hand. She looked down at the contents of the post bar. After a moment, she returned the mobile phone to her: "It's just a normal rear-end collision. What kind of car accident?"

“That’s what people in the post forum wrote.”

"Stop looking at such non-nutritious things," Jiang Yi pulled out his chair and sat down.

Wen Sirui shrugged: "You didn't let me see it, and Ai Hao asked me to pay too much attention."

"He said that you are a salty fish. I can't continue to be salty, otherwise the company will collapse. I went back and paid attention last night and thought it was somewhat effective. For example, someone said in the post forum that Zhao Ying went to see Shiyue last night.

Already."

Jiang Yi's hand that was about to pick up the cup paused in mid-air.

Zhao Ying goes to find Shiyue?

"Do you think it's useful?" Wen Sirui saw Jiang Yi's hesitation, and then said: "Don't tell me, those wealthy ladies in the capital love gossip, and this gossip information can just allow us to spy on something.

, Isn’t it killing two birds with one stone? No wonder Ai Hao is so clear about the relationship between the people in the capital. It turns out that he has penetrated into the enemy."

"You don't have to do anything else today. Just keep an eye on Chengwen. If there is any trouble with him, tell me immediately."

"Okay, are you ready to take on Chengwen's case?"

Wen Sirui has been successfully brainwashed by Ai Hao recently, adhering to the idea that if you have money, don't make a bastard, and prepare to instigate Jiang Yi.

Before the dream had even begun, Jiang Yi had an idea of ​​his own.

"Well, don't let the money delivered to your door go to waste."

"Let Ai Hao go to Shiyue's ward to check her voice and see if she can see anyone."

When Wen Sirui went out, Jiang Yi picked up his cell phone and called Fu Xiting, but the other party hung up and did not answer the call.

Just when she was about to send a text message, the man's message came over: "It's okay, I'm in a meeting, don't worry."

Seven words tell everything.

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and put his phone on the table.

During the process of collecting documents.

A business card slipped out of the folder.

She picked it up and looked at Wu Mei's beauty salon.

It shouldn't be a beauty salon now.

In recent years, Wu Mei has invited celebrities to sit on the stage and foreign experts to perform the surgery.

It has long been a place where wealthy ladies from the capital’s wealthy families flock to.

Women never stop on the road to becoming beautiful, let alone rich women. There are many rich and wealthy ladies in the capital who have both money and leisure. They just need a place to spend their free time.

And Wu Mei's place is the best place for them to go.

Jiang Yi curled her lips, reached out and threw the business card into the trash can.

…

Wen Sirui's rejection of the situation is certain.

Tao Juan blocked the door of the ward and refused to let her in.

She was not in a hurry. Instead, she looked at Tao Juan with a smile: "You should know that Mr. Cheng has hired us as his agent. Now that we are not allowed to meet Miss Shi, it is not necessarily a good thing."

"Ms. Shi said that if you have anything to tell her lawyer."

"Really? Our President Jiang said that some things are still inconvenient for outsiders to see," Wen Sirui took out the document from his bag and handed it to her: "Then please give this thing to Miss Shi."

Tao Juan was surprised that Wen Sirui didn't bother.

She took the document into the ward and handed it to Shiyue: "This is what Jiang Yi's secretary sent."

Shiyue leaned on the hospital bed and reached out to take it.

She was not in a hurry to take a look, but told Tao Juan: "Go and see if the doctor is here."

When Tao Juan went out, she took the documents and threw them into a cabinet aside, without any intention of looking at them.

No matter what Jiang Yi sends here now, the purpose is to disrupt her plan. Knowing this, why is there any need to see it?

No matter what, she must win this battle with Chengwen.

"You said, shouldn't Mr. Cheng find a lawyer at this time?

Why are you looking for Miss Jiang?"

"Because he knew he couldn't win with a lawyer, and he had no chance of winning this matter from the beginning," Shi Yue was confident.

Today is the winter solstice.

Tao Juan brought dumplings over for dinner. As soon as Shi Yue saw the dumplings in the thermos, she seemed to suddenly remember something sad and shed a tear into the thermos.

【Eat some dumplings!】

[Don’t cry, it makes people feel bad when a girl cries]

【This home will give you warmth】

【good!】

The Fu family many years ago was a place where she briefly experienced warmth in her life, but now everything has become a phantom.

Who is to blame?

Own?

Or father?

Or the ruthless Fu Xiting?

"What's wrong with you?" Tao Juan was a little overwhelmed when she saw Shiyue suddenly losing control of her emotions.

Shiyue wiped her tears: "It's okay."

Tenosynovitis made me grumpy. I wrote 4,000 words for six hours, and my claws almost broke.

(End of chapter)