Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 98 98: Are you sick?

Fu Xiting never asks you whether you are willing to do anything or whether you want it. Instead, you have to do it according to how he arranges it.

Jiang Yi stood next to the sofa and looked at Fu Xiting. He endured it for a while before speaking: "I wonder if Mr. Fu has heard a sentence."

Fu Xiting didn't even raise his head: "Say."

"Being a human being should be a bit demanding. Don't you know whether I like you or not, and whether I want to see you or not?"

Jiang Yi was very puzzled, why couldn't such a big man see that she didn't want to see him?

He keeps getting closer like a green-skinned bastard day by day, not knowing what he means.

"If I consider Miss Jiang's ideas too much, then we will never see each other again in this lifetime, no, in eight lifetimes."

Fu Xiting's tone was calm, which made Jiang Yi sound a little indifferent.

"I want to go home."

"Go back! If you do, I will find a way to ask Jiang Ze to send you here. Go back boldly."

Fu Xiting looked at Jiang Yi as if he were a child having a tantrum.

It doesn't matter to me whether you make trouble or not.

"Director Fu, Judge Zhao wants to see you."

When he was about to leave work, Guan Qing knocked on the door and came in to inform him.

Fu Xiting happened to pick up the cup and took a sip of water: "I can be seen by her whenever she wants?"

"Understood," Guan Qing received the order, nodded and exited.

"Mr. Fu," Jiang Yi was reluctantly pulled to the parking lot by Fu Xiting. Before he even got in the car, he heard a gentle call from the corner.

Jiang Yi looked over and saw who this was, not Zhao Ying.

So tenacious?

Should we say that she has worked hard for the success of her customers?

Or should we say that she has no strong foundation and can only rely on shamelessness to succeed?

Jiang Yi thought to herself, what a shame, the Negotiation Institute has been completely embarrassed by her.

"Should I say that Judge Zhao is tenacious? Or should I say that Judge Zhao is not professional enough and can only rely on shamelessness to complete his work? If so, should I write a letter and ask your leaders?"

What Zhao Ying had been brewing for a long time just stopped.

Looking at Fu Xiting, his eyes were a little dull.

One look from this man almost made her legs weak.

Fu Xiting withdrew his disdainful gaze from Zhao Ying, reached out and patted Jiang Yi on the head: "Get in the car."

"The little girl loves to watch the fun so much, how can she do it in the future?"

Jiang Yi:.

"Little girl, are you still engaged to me? When you get older, won't you be an old hooligan?"

Jiang Yi muttered, Fu Xiting heard it, but Quan pretended not to.

When getting along with Jiang Yi, you have to behave appropriately, otherwise you will be angry to death sooner or later.

"where to?"

After the car slowly drove on the right track, Jiang Yi realized that this road was not going to Yuyuan, nor to Jiang's house.

"Hospital," the man said calmly.

Meng Shu fell ill and stayed in the hospital for many days. The housekeeper Wen Qi called frequently to inform her of the situation.

Fu Xiting originally wanted to go with her, but Meng Shu's body was just like this. Whatever happened, it was her own choice.

"You are sick?"

Jiang Yi looked sideways at Fu Xiting. She was surprised when she asked the question, but there was happiness on her face.

It's as if she can get millions if he is sick.

"What do you think?" Fu Xiting asked, wanting to laugh or not.

Jiang Yi: "Of course I think you do, why bother asking?"

"I'll send you to neurology and psychiatry for a checkup soon. A person won't suddenly change his living habits. Miss Jiang is not someone else. She either has a mental problem or a neurological problem. I'll rest assured if you ask clearly.

If I marry a mentally ill person, I will suffer a lot."

Jiang Yi: Damn it.

"Then Mr. Fu must go buy lottery tickets. You can pick out a mentally ill person even if you pick one out of ten thousand. How lucky do you have to be?"

Jiang Yi can't afford to suffer. Fu Xiting's talkativeness is not necessarily bad.

"Oh? Miss Qian Jiang, do you want to sponsor me when I buy lottery tickets?"

"If you don't have money, just sell it! I think your face should be very popular with rich women."

Fangchi:.

Are the conversations between men and women with high IQs so simple and crude?

Why do you think this place smells like gunpowder?

When did Mr. Fu become so childish?

Just after arriving at the hospital, Fang Chi parked the car directly on the roadside of the hospital. When he got out of the car, Jiang Yi froze when he saw the sign of the People's Hospital.

Her parents' hospital.

And in her previous life, the place where she grew up was just across the street from here.

Fu Xiting led Jiang Yi through the courtyard of the hospital, and then opened a hidden door. What he entered was a small bungalow.

Separated by a wall, there is a different world.

There is a vacant house near the high-rise hospital.

It's no exaggeration to say that this is a big deal in a place where every inch of land is at a premium.

"The young master is here, the madam has just gone to bed."

Wen Qi was very happy to see Fu Xiting.

Meng Shu has been in poor spirits and in a bad mood these past few days, which has given the waiters and a group of doctors and nurses a headache.

Meeting Fu Xiting today was like meeting a savior.

"No rush, let the kitchen prepare dinner and make a cup of tea."

Fu Xiting was not ready to go in either.

Sitting on the grape trellis outside the yard.

It's June, and the early-ripening grapes have begun to appear, but they are green and sour at first glance.

Jiang Yi raised his head and looked at the grape trellis, thinking to himself that his wish many years ago was to encircle a yard and raise some flowers and plants, but it hasn't come true yet!

People died.

After being reborn as Jiang Yi, there really is a yard everywhere he goes.

In the past, she was not short of money, but she just didn't have the time and energy to take care of it.

My own parents? Even busier.

"like?"

Fu Xiting took the tea cup from Wen Qi's hand and took a sip of tea and asked.

Jiang Yi's gaze never retracted, but Yunyun said: "Have I ever told Mr. Fu what color I like?"

Fu Xiting raised his head and glanced at the grape trellis: "Green?"

"kindness."

“Quite unique.”

Fu Xiting praised her.

"Green is new life, and it is suitable to appear in hospitals."

"That's just your beautiful fantasy. In fact, the hospital is a gray place. The patients and the dead are better than the new life. Your idea is just an idea to numb your soul and nerves. People have to face reality after all."

"You live so clearly, aren't you tired?"

Jiang Yi's eyes fell on Fu Xiting from the grape trellis.

Fu Xiting was stunned when he heard this sentence.

Just listen to Jiang Yi continue to say: "Fairy tales are just stories, but as long as one person believes in the beauty in fairy tales, then the story is successful. Mr. Fu, people who are too clear-minded will not be able to live a good life."

Jiang Yi said this as if sighing, making Fu Xiting look at her with deep shock.

Many years later, when Jiang Yi lost all patience with this marriage, Fu Xiting became the person Jiang Yi talked about, learning to be confused and paralyzing himself.

Recently, they are all unknown little bees

(End of chapter)