Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 64 64: He’s not that old, but his brain is quite sharp.

"Have you never heard of Miss Jiang? People at high places cannot see the ants below, and billionaires cannot understand the lives of ordinary people."

Fu Xiting held the cigarette and threw such words lightly.

Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting in a daze, and she suddenly remembered something.

Those in the imperial position cannot see the ants below.

Jiang Yi's surprise and confusion caught Fu Xiting's eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" the man's deep voice asked.

Jiang Yifan suddenly came back to his senses and said indifferently: "It's nothing."

Of course she would not tell Fu Xiting that she thought of her own death.

"If nothing happens to Mr. Fu, I will go back first."

Jiang Yi was anxious to leave.

Obviously, Fu Xiting had the opposite idea to hers. The man reached out and took out a document: "Miss Jiang, aren't you going to take a look?"

"No, I'm not ready to accept Mr. Fu's proposal." She didn't know what kind of medicine Fu Xiting was selling in his gourd, but what was certain was that this man was now interested in every part of her body.

"Two million and seven hundred thousand, are you not going to pay back Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Yi laughed lightly: "Mr. Fu may not know."

"Huh?" The man raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I'm a shameless person," the implication is, you owe me what you owe me.

"I believe Mr. Fu will not go around saying that I owe you 2.7 million. After all, Mr. Fu is more shameless than me."

Fu Xiting:

Suxin lowered her head, wanting to laugh but not daring to be too wild.

This little lady is very eccentric.

"Going back on your word? Then I can only hold it in Jiangchuan's hands."

Jiang Chuan and Fu Xiting had some work contacts, and this contact was not ordinary.

If Fu Xiting really did anything to Jiang Chuan because of this incident, he would have no room to resist.

Jiang Yi stared at Fu Xiting with a somewhat unkind look: "To be honest, I can't understand Mr. Fu's mentality."

Fu Xiting glanced sideways slightly: "What's the psychology?"

Jiang Yi stared at him and spoke word by word: "You have a cheap mentality."

"Mr. Fu clearly looks down on me and looks down on me, but he still wants to keep me close to you, saying that you and the Jiang family have interests. But you are instigating internal conflicts within the Jiang family. Mr. Fu, I am shallow.

I can't play with you, so don't mess with me."

Jiang Yi stroked the hem of her skirt and was about to pick up her schoolbag and leave.

I heard Fu Xiting sneer casually: "People with shallow knowledge can't see this."

"Miss Jiang, struggling is useless for you."

Jiang Yi is the little white rabbit in Fu Xiting's hands. When he is happy, he is released into the wild.

When you are unhappy, tie yourself up with a rope.

"This is what's wrong with Mr. Fu. You still let me make a choice when I clearly have no choice. Do you want everyone in the world to think that you are a kind person?"

Fu Xiting's eyes wandered to Jiang Yi, not wanting to let go of any of her facial expressions even in the blink of an eye.

That kind of probing and suspicious look sent shivers down Jiang Yi's spine.

She thought that a master of playing with people's hearts like Fu Xiting would at least hold everything in the palm of his hand and would not say anything until the truth came to light.

But this day, Fu Xiting did the opposite.

He still lit a cigarette and threw the lighter on the coffee table.

The servant who came to clean up the broken glass squatted in front of him.

"Ms. Jiang looks very similar to someone I know."

He muttered first.

It was like a statement, but then it seemed like a question: "Jiang Fu, do you know her?"

Jiang Yi's heart seemed to be caught in Fu Xiting's palm, making her dare not relax at all.

But even so, she still pretended to be calm: "Isn't it strange that I don't know him?"

"Oh?" The man reached out and lit the cigarette ashes, his brows slightly raised.

"Senior International Military Negotiator Jiang Fu, I think every student at Capital University knows her existence. Mr. Fu said that I look like her, is it possible that he is secretly attracted to her?"

Jiang Yi answered Fu Xiting's question and threw the question to her.

Suddenly, Fu Xiting's fingers holding the cigarette tightened slightly because of Jiang Yi's sweet words.

Jiang Yi took in his subtle movements.

The eyes that stared at him were slightly curved.

When the servant who stopped to clean up in front of Fu Xiting heard this sentence, his movements in his hands visibly stopped.

"Sir, the little lady's mother is here."

Fang Chi received the call at the door and came up to inform him of the matter. When Jiang Yi heard this, he was slightly stunned, as if he did not expect Yi Tian to come up.

Fu Xiting's eyes fell on Jiang Yi, Wenwen said lightly: "Send the little lady down."

Jiang Yi didn't want to stay in Yuyuan any longer. Seeing that Fu Xiting was letting him go, there was no reason not to leave.

When they walked to the courtyard, Fang Chi caught up with him: "Little madam."

"This is what sir asked me to give you."

He handed over the bag in his hand, Jiang Yi took it doubtfully and looked down.

The brown paper bag contained newly broken glass shards.

"The husband said that if the wife doesn't have the money, he will naturally have a way to come up with it."

Jiang Yi couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Looking at Fang Chi, he said: "You can give it to me. Let Mr. Fu prove that this ashtray is indeed worth 2.7 million. I will recognize the credit card receipt or consumption record."

"What do you want?"

Fu Xiting just lowered his head to open the document and was stunned for a moment when he heard Fang Chi's words.

Fang Chi said somewhat sarcastically: "The little lady said that I want my husband to prove that this ashtray is indeed worth 2.7 million. She will recognize the credit card receipt or consumption record."

"You're not that old, but your mind is quite sharp."

This ashtray was given to me by a friend several years ago. I joked that it was worth 2.7 million.

After just saying this, Fu Xiting memorized it, and now he pops it up casually.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yi's mind was quite bright.

Haha——the man sneered.

"Go and ask Guan Qing to get a voucher to give to her. I want to see if she really admits it."

Jiang Yi and Yi Tian went home. Along the way, Yi Tian didn't speak a word while driving.

Judging from the way we interacted with her in the past, she must have wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words.

"Yiyi, my second uncle and his family have knelt down for you today?"

"Yes," Jiang Yi said steadily.

"Have you ever thought that doing this will only make the second uncle's family target us endlessly?"

Jiang Yi disagrees with Yi Tian's idea. It's okay for evil people not to think about the retribution they deserve. Why do good people think about themselves?

"Mom has endured it for so many years, has she let us go?" Jiang Yi looked sideways at Yi Tian who was driving, her tone was calm but extremely oppressive.

"We have tolerated it for so many years, and she hasn't thanked us for it, so why do we still tolerate it? Don't bad people not have to pay the price for doing something wrong? Do we deserve to suffer?"

Bang——————Yi Tian’s car just drove into the Jiangnanyuan Jiang family’s property, and something hit the car window directly.

(End of chapter)