Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 71 71: I will always be your strong backing

Chapter 71 71: I will always be your strong support

Jiang Yi looked at the milk in front of him, alarm bells ringing in his heart.

If she were still the same person as Jiang Yi, she would definitely pick up the milk and drink it without hesitation, but at this moment...she wasn't.

She had verified this earlier.

Fu Xiting's suspicion of her has not diminished, it can be said that it is growing day by day.

If she didn't drink this glass of milk at this time, this man would have another chance. But if she drank this glass of milk, her life might be waiting for her.

I won’t be able to see the sun tomorrow either.

After all - if Fu Xiting knew that she was not Jiang Yi, and she didn't have an elevator card, she wouldn't be able to escape even if she wanted to.

Jiang Yi leaned on the chair and looked at Fu Xiting, his eyes deep and guarded, but calm: "Mr. Fu, doesn't he know that his fiancée is allergic to milk?"

Fu Xiting imagined two possibilities, one was to drink, and the other was that she would find an excuse to get away.

But I never expected that she would speak so directly and directly.

"Yeah?"

"Killing someone for money?" Jiang Yi asked in a leisurely tone.

Fu Xiting glanced at the milk in front of him and smiled slightly: "Miss Jiang is not going to let me come into contact with the law."

"Then can I understand that Mr. Fu means something else to me?"

Fu Xiting reached out and picked up the cup and took a sip of water: "For example?"

"You still think that I resemble an old friend of yours, so you want to test me to see if I am her."

"I guess Mr. Fu's old friend is allergic to milk?"

The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly: "It would be a pity that Miss Jiang doesn't become a screenwriter."

"I am certainly not as professional as Mr. Fu when it comes to being a screenwriter. Mr. Fu has already done all these things including plastic surgery, DNA testing, and investigations. What is Mr. Fu's next step? Should I go to the temple to find an eminent monk?

Have I exchanged souls with others?"

Jiang Yi leaned on the seat and looked at him casually,

His fingers fell on his knees, flicking his nails from time to time, and the way he tilted his head reminded Fu Xiting of someone from time to time.

Jiang Fu's appearance and Jiang Yi's appearance repeatedly overlapped and separated in his mind, and then became two people.

Fu Xiting picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out a cigarette, held it to his lips and lit a cigarette: "That's a good suggestion. I'll have to ask Miss Jiang to cooperate with it."

Jiang Yi smiled: "It depends on what price Mr. Fu offers."

Fu Xiting took a puff of cigarette, then reached out to pull out the cigarette from his lips: "I will not let Miss Jiang down."

"Eat first."

The man stretched out his fingertips to hook up the ashtray and dabbed ashes on it. Jiang Yi looked at the ashtray in front of him, his eyes darkening.

Fu Xiting looked at it and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What?"

"Mr. Fu is really a landowner. You are really good at squeezing and exploiting people."

Only then did Fu Xiting notice that the ashtray in his hand was the one brought over by Jiang Yi.

The man couldn't hold it back and his eyes curled up.

"Miss Jiang won't be reluctant to part with a twenty-seven yuan ashtray, right?"

Jiang Yi nodded: "To be honest, I am willing to use it for others, but for Mr. Fu————."

It’s okay not to say anything about what follows.

Fu Xiting understands.

The implication is that Fu Xiting is not even worth twenty-seven yuan in Jiang Yi's mind.

"But I have already used it. What do you think Miss Jiang should do about this matter?"

"Then this is my reward for Mr. Fu."

After Jiang Yi finished speaking, he stood up, picked up his schoolbag and prepared to leave.

"The elevator can't go down, Miss Jiang."

"I'll take the stairs, thank you."

Isn't it the fiftieth floor? It's not like she hasn't climbed it before.

"Oh——" the man responded calmly, and then said: "The stairwells of Dongting Group are like the elevators. Only people within the company can use them."

Jiang Yi:.

This perversion.

It was almost early in the morning when Jiang Yi came out from Dongting Group.

Fu Xiting ate the meal slowly for nearly three hours.

Jiang Yi, on the other hand, insisted on staying with him for a full three hours.

Fu Xiting did it intentionally.

Jiang Yi could not escape.

3456 slowly drove into the Jiang family villa, Fang Chi stopped the car, and Jiang Yi opened the door and prepared to get out of the car without even thinking.

He pulled the car door but didn't open it, and his doubtful eyes fell on Fu Xiting. Just as he was about to have an attack, the man handed over a bank card with his slender fingertips.

An ordinary person would be extremely moved by this move.

When is a man most handsome in his life?

It's just time to pay.

Jiang Yi, on the other hand, was extremely nervous about Fu Xiting's every sudden move.

I always feel like this person is digging a hole to wait for her.

"Mr. Fu, what do you mean?"

Fu Xiting had never given a bank card to any woman. Even if something like this happened on a casual occasion, it would be Guan Qing and Fang Chi who would resolve it.

When did he give his bank card to anyone else?

Jiang Yi is undoubtedly the first.

"Fu thought Miss Jiang would be moved."

Jiang Yining looked at the man and slowly moved to the bank card in his hand: "Mr. Fu to me is a person who wants to kill me all the time. If he suddenly treats me well, it will make it difficult for me to adapt."

, To put it bluntly, whatever Mr. Fu gives me, I will think of it as a burial gift you gave me."

Fu Xiting's heart skipped a beat.

Some weird dull pain.

But it was too slight, and the slight man didn't catch him in time.

Until a long time later, he recalled when he lost his heart towards Jiang Yi, and he probably remembered that it was today.

"Since Miss Jiang thinks so, I think you don't need the 2.7 million in this bank card anymore, so no——————."

Wow——————

The bank card in my hand was taken away.

Before Fu Xi finished his sentence, Jiang Yi put the card in his pocket and said in a decent manner: "We also need tolls on the Huangquan Road. I will treat these 2.7 million as Mr. Fu's to me."