Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 373 372: Yi Tian and Jiang Ze divorce

That evening, Su Xin took Jiang Yi to the villa next to the hospital.

Meng Shu lived in the villa next to the hospital for a long time, and Su Xin kept trying to find a chance to get in, but to no avail.

Fu Xiting did an impeccable job in this regard. No matter what methods she used, she could not find a way out.

Now, let’s bring Jiang Yi with us.

First I wanted to see Meng Shu.

Secondly, I wanted to verify whether the relationship between Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi really ended here.

At night, the temperature in the capital dropped sharply.

Jiang Yi stood at the door of the villa and wrapped his hands around his coat.

The hair that fell down was blown away by the wind.

She raised her hands and closed them.

I watched Su Xin negotiate with the guard at the door of the villa like a clown.

She didn't move a muscle.

After a long time, Su Xin's voice gradually became irritable.

And he looked back at Jiang Yi frequently.

In the end, the negotiation ended in failure.

Inside the house, Meng Shu sat in front of the sofa wrapped in a blanket, and Wen Qi told her about the situation outside the hospital.

If it were normal, Meng Shu would definitely welcome the Meng family.

But after Fu Xiting told her the truth, everything changed.

Or maybe a person is about to die.

I don't want to get involved in the fight between my mother's family and my son.

"Let them go!"

"By the way, I have a few words for Su Xin."

Wen Qi nodded, put on his coat and went out.

Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, looking through the iron gate at the exquisite lady standing outside the house.

When he first met Su Xin, Wen Qi had a great visual impact.

Once upon a time, Meng Shu was far more glamorous than Su Xin, but now.

Meng Shu has become a person struggling in the world, but Su Xin is still the bright and beautiful wealthy lady.

"Mrs. Meng, there is no need to embarrass the guards. It's Madam who doesn't want to see you."

"Why doesn't Xiao Shu see me?" When did Meng Shu greet her with a smile when she came? How long has it been? Everything has changed?

Wen Qi's smile did not reach his eyes: "Madam asked me to bring you a few words. She said that in this life, people will eventually pay the price for what they have done. She has already paid. Next, it will be you."

"The ancients said that if you do good deeds and accumulate virtue, your descendants will be safe. If you do bad deeds, your descendants will be extinct. Mrs. Meng, you have been struggling for half your life, why bother?"

In an instant, the air around him became silent.

The wind stopped.

Jiang Yiyan's eyes fell on Wen Qi through the iron gate, an old housekeeper in his fifties who had never been married.

Because he was favored by the Meng family when he was young, he has been with Meng Shu ever since.

He is the only one around Meng Shu who can speak.

Along the way for so many years, I became a bystander and witnessed the overall situation.

Everything gradually returned to calm amidst the unpredictable changes.

"Stolen things cannot last forever. Mrs. Meng respects herself."

After saying this, Wen Qi turned around and went in.

When his eyes returned, they glanced at Jiang Yi.

A faint glance is hard to ignore.

The door of the villa opened and closed.

Jiang Yi lowered his head and chuckled. The sarcastic sound was the last straw that broke Su Xin's mind.

It was probably Jiang Yi's sarcasm that was too hard to ignore.

Or maybe it was Wen Qi's words that made her resentful. She turned around, raised her hand and slapped Jiang Yi on the face.

"Is it your turn to laugh at me as a poor person who has been kicked out?"

The angry shouts went up to the sky.

Jiang Yi tilted her head, touched her cheek with the tip of her tongue, and looked at her sideways, her clear eyes like willows in the dark night.

Jiang Yi stood up slowly and looked at Su Xin's hand. Sooner or later, she would cut off her claw with her own hands, but today... there is no rush!

"Doesn't Mrs. Meng's hand hurt?"

"If you hit me, a loser like me, if someone sees you, won't they laugh at you?"

"You...," Su Xin was getting angry. She wanted to be more serious, but Jiang Yi pushed her back.

All of a sudden, I finished half of it in one breath and then died down.

I could only swallow it hard.

After leaving that day, Su Xin went back to Meng's house and threw everything in the bedroom to the floor like crazy. Things seemed to be done, but they didn't.

It was clear that everything was about to turn around, but I never expected that Fu Xiting would draw the bottom out of Chengwen. If Shiyue got the 1.5 billion, they would have no shortage of funds for activities.

But unfortunately, Shiyue didn't get the money.

Meng Qian wanted to touch the flesh in Fu Xiting's hand, but Fu Xiting took precautions.

He had no choice but to join forces with someone who was not worthy of the spotlight, but unexpectedly, he was still intercepted.

That's all

Meng Shu's rejection became the last straw for them.

Everything is finished.

Without the support of money, power is just a piece of loose sand. At the beginning of the new year, everything is over.

Her luxurious life and position that attracts thousands of people will become a big dream.

Failed to nothing.

As Fu Xiting said, no one will sit in this position forever, but since he finally got it, he must do good deeds and accumulate virtue, so as not to be surrounded by enemies one day.

Their current status is no longer as simple as being enemies.

Meng Qian has offended many people over the years.

If something happens, all the hard work laid over the years will come to an end.

…

As soon as Jiang Yi got into the car, Qian Xingzhi turned to look at her with a worried look on his face.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Yi touched his face: "It's just a slap, nothing serious."

She has plenty of ways to get this slap back.

"If Dong Fu knew about it, he would probably chop off her claws."

Jiang Yi leaned back and narrowed his long eyelashes slightly: "Does this kind of thing still require Fu Dong to come?"

She already had a hundred ways to kill Su Xin in her mind.

After returning to the villa, Qian Xingzhi went into the room and put a hot towel on Jiang Yi: "Apply it to reduce swelling."

Jiang Yi took it and sat on the sofa, thanking him.

Qian Xingzhi looked at the refrigerator: "Can I get you something to eat?"

Special treatment in special times, Fu Xiting deliberately asked Su Xin to come over, but Jiang Yi didn't want to do it at the last moment, because letting people see the clues would ruin everything that was carefully laid out.

rejected the offer.

Wen Ziqi took over the home court only in the past two days.

In the middle of the night, Qian Xing had a pot of noodles and sat down with Jiang Yi in the restaurant to have a few bites.

When Fu Xiting called, she was leaning on her chair and feeling sick.

"Lie down and rest?"

She shook her head gently: "Not yet."

As soon as the sound came out, Fu Xiting heard the sound of chairs scraping the floor, followed by the sound of vomiting.

When the wave started, the man's heart clenched.

He stood up straight and listened quietly to Jiang Yi's voice.

For a moment, the sound of water started and stopped.

"Be good——."

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, don't worry."

"How's it going with you over there?"

"It's happened in the past two days. Wen Ziqi has sent people to contact Meng Qian, using the methods you mentioned."

"Safe?" Jiang Yiyin was worried.

"Inevitably," Meng Qian will not be given another chance to struggle.

Late January.

The Meng family lived in extreme panic.

When Zhou Wentang came in and out of the office from time to time, he could hear Meng Qian's angry scolding.

When everyone faced Meng Qian, they were like people stepping in the quagmire, walking one step deeper than the other, for fear that they would be scolded if they failed to do something well.

Even more so, some people complained.

While he was not satisfied with the status quo, he was extremely panicked that he would be demoted during Meng Qian's term.

All kinds of complicated emotions mixed together make people feel depressed.

Zhou Wentang passed by the office, and the person who was originally complaining suddenly became more admonished.

One by one, they continued to work as if nothing had happened.

January 30th, there are only a few days left before the New Year’s Eve.

Zhou Wentang hurried in from outside this morning, put away the umbrella in his hand and stepped into the house.

"Your Excellency, a Hong Kong businessman in the capital is said to have snatched several cases from Dong Fu."

"Hong Kong businessman?" Meng Qian raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, it is said that he is the heir of the family and came to invest because he saw the country's development prospects."

"Check the source."

In just one day, Meng Qian thoroughly investigated the family's background.

The next day, this well-known Hong Kong businessman in the capital entered the Meng family villa.

The man is gentle and elegant, in his early forties, and his appearance alone is a model of maturity and wisdom.

For Meng Qian, the appearance of this man undoubtedly added color to his pale life.

He is the boatman under Mengpo Bridge.

Everything from life to death is a turning point.

Meng Qian needs money.

And this Hong Kong businessman has a lot of money.

It is said that the capital accumulated over generations has long been ingrained.

Meng Qian used Fu Xiting's business empire as a guarantee that he would gain a foothold in the capital and dominate.

Dongting Group.

Famous far and wide.

This is the wealth empire that many people yearn for.

And he is even more awe-inspiring as a person in power, but Meng Qian dared to use the Dongting Group to make bets for others today.

You said he was bold? That's true. You said he didn't overestimate his abilities? That's true.

The Hong Kong businessman sat opposite Meng Qian, playing with the Buddhist beads in his hand, his smile not reaching his eyes: "Why should I trust you?"

"Fu Xiting of Dongting Group is well-known in the international business community. Can Mr. Meng guarantee that he will deliver his business empire to me?"

Meng Qian played with the tea cup in his hand: "I don't know if you have ever heard of a saying, sir, people don't fight with officials, businessmen don't fight with power. There will always be only one group of people standing at the top of the food chain, but this group of people

Only one of them can have the final say."

The implication of Meng Qian's words is that he is the one who stands at the top and has the final say.

When Zhou Wentang was about to collapse, he introduced a Hong Kong businessman, which was undoubtedly a timely help.

With a large amount of funds in place, Meng Qian's operations began.

As the end of the year approaches, Su Xin's various activities are tightly arranged.

Anyone with some ability in the capital has become her guest. The venue fee for an event is close to tens of millions, and "charitable" funds are raised in the name of a charity foundation.

Active in various circles in the capital.

So much so that a group of people in the capital circle began to feel proud.

The most talked-about thing is that Su Xin is surrounded by people in every activity.

And that person is Shiyue.

A woman who was abandoned by Cheng Wen turned around and fell in love with Su Xin.

Shiyue's studio changed from a deserted cemetery to a bustling pavilion.

Everyone held her as if they were holding Su Xin.

The teacher shouted out each mouthful, making her almost in a state of ecstasy.

Shiyue used her professional expertise to help Su Xin solve many things.

She took care of all the arrangements for various banquets.

With her professional knowledge and aesthetic ability, Su Xin was full of praise for her.

I completely forgot how I was threatened by Shi Yue in the first place.

I remember when Shiyue found Su Xin with the recording, he threatened her overtly and covertly. If she didn't pull her out of the abyss, then this matter would never end.

The Meng family had just found a little hope from despair, how could they let Shi Yue destroy their hope?

After much thought and planning, he kept her.

In the studio, Shi Yue had just finished fawning over those wealthy ladies.

Enter the office, lie down on the sofa, close your eyes and relax.

Tao Juan came in with a tea cup.

Shiyue slowly opened her eyes: "Is the person gone?"

"Let's go," she had just seen off those ladies.

"Did you and that person... reach any agreement?" Tao Juan was curious, how could she become a celebrity around those in power overnight?

And how could this gallery, which was about to fail, come back to life out of thin air?

Tao Juan has followed Shiyue for many years.

But that doesn't mean she can put aside her precautions after all these years.

If people don’t change, they haven’t reached that point yet.

Once you get to that point, everything is different.

"I'll be very busy in the next few days, so I'll leave the gallery to you. Don't make any mistakes."

"good."

Tao Juan was also very discerning when she saw Shiyue changing the topic.

In early February, Fu Xiting returned to the capital.

When he returned, he saw that Jiang Yi was thin and his eyes were slightly red.

I blamed myself for neglecting her because of my career, and felt sorry for her that she had gone through the difficult first trimester of pregnancy alone.

Seeing the man like this, Jiang didn't dare to have any negative emotions. He put his arm around the man's waist, rubbed it, and coaxed him with gentle words.

I was afraid that this person would reveal the moisture in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, okay, look at which pregnant woman doesn't lose weight in the early stages of pregnancy? As long as she's fine, she'll be fine."

"It's okay! I'm fine. I'm even better now that you're back," Jiang Yi said with jerky words and an unskilled tone. Jiang Yi only felt that coaxing people was a technical job.

The man sighed and stretched out his arms to take Jiang Yi into his arms.

His chin rubbed against the top of her hair, his face full of helplessness: "I owe you."

"How can the word "debt" be used between husband and wife?"

Jiang Yi pinched his waist: "If you really feel owed, get me something to eat. I'm hungry."

Fu Xiting was not at home. She couldn't smell the fumes. There had been no fire in the house for a long time.

It was always Qian Xingzhi or Wen Sirui who sent it.

No matter how good the food is in a hotel, it will be boring if you eat too much.

Mr. Fu is coming home today.

I took off my suit and washed my hands to make soup.

Jiang Yi went upstairs to take a shower and came out. The smell of rice was already wafting from the kitchen downstairs.

Jiang Yi leaned against the door, watching the man put rice into the bowl, and felt a sense of peace in his heart.

"Yi Tian and Jiang Ze are divorced, do you know?"

The person who was originally casual and relaxed slowly stood up straight and looked at Fu Xiting with a look of astonishment on his face: "When did it happen?"

"today."

Jiang Yi turned around and wanted to pick up his cell phone to make a call.

As soon as he picked up the phone, it was taken away. The man's tone was gentle: "She didn't tell you. Maybe she didn't think about how to say it. Wait first. This kind of thing has to wait for the person involved to speak."

"Why the divorce?" Although Yi Tian had objections to Jiang Ze, she wouldn't go so far as to divorce.

"Sooner or later, the husband and wife have different ideas. If they go against each other for a long time, accidents will happen."

(End of chapter)