Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 316 317: Zhou Wentang is angry and funny

  In the hotel, a cigarette curled up in Zhou Wentang's hand.

  He looked down at Zhao Ying, although he didn't say anything, his eyes had already betrayed him.

  He didn't answer but instead asked: "What do you think?"

What do you think! These three words are really cruel to her.

  The cruelty made her unable to turn her mind for a while.

   Zhou Wentang looked at her, wasn't he just looking at a clown?

  Zhao Ying's hand on her thigh was a little trembling: "Why?"

Zhou Wentang lit some ash in the ashtray, and his light smile was a bit fatal: "My family's grievances, at most, are my nephew's disobedience, my uncle asked me something, Zhao Juan crossed his foot in but still asked me Why?"

   "Don't you feel like a joke?"

  Zhou Wentang was angry and funny, and being angry was her angry why.

  It's funny because this guy looks silly and cute.

  Somewhat stupid.

"Zhao Juan falsely thought that he could have a say in the capital because he took the position of Minister of the Negotiation Institute? But Zhao Juan didn't seem to have thought about what would happen to the person who originally sat in your position. .”

   "You didn't bring down the country of the Negotiating Academy. Don't you know how powerful you are? Zhao Juan! Self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person."

   "Your father is gone, you should be aware of the current situation of the Zhao family!"

   Zhou Wentang said this with some seriousness.

   Looking at Zhao Ying with sympathy: "Why bother!"

   "If you keep your Zhao family's current property, even if you lie flat for the rest of your life, you can still be a rich woman, but if you want to make a fuss, it is very likely that you will have nothing for the rest of your life."

  Zhao Ying was a little embarrassed by Zhou Wentang's sarcastic words.

   Sure enough, in the eyes of those people, she was just a joke.

   "Do you think I'm a joke?"

  Zhou Wentang raised his hand and took a breath: "Yes."

   "I'm funny, right?"

"right."

  Zhou Wentang cherishes words like gold, and the pattern of one question and one answer, every word is like a sharp knife pierced into her heart.

   "Can you play tricks on others if you are in a high position?"

  Zhou Wentang leaned back: "Why did Zhao Juan try his best to let his father kill Jiang Fu?"

  "A mountain is higher than a mountain. If you can step on other people's bones, you must be prepared to be stepped on. The law of the weak and the strong is eternal."

   Zhou Wentang killed Zhao Ying with a single sentence.

  She sat on the sofa, looking at Zhou Wentang who looked down on the world.

  Hands are shaking.

  She can hardly imagine, if this is the case, what kind of influence will she have in front of Your Excellency?

  She thought that after telling Your Excellency these things, her official career could be smoothed out, but she didn't expect that this was Your Excellency's family affairs, and she, a subordinate, extended her hand into the leadership's family affairs.

   It is tantamount to cutting off his own lifeline with his own hands.

   In the future, it may be even more difficult for the Zhao family in the capital.

   And all of this was caused by her own hands, no one forced her, this is her own choice.

  Zhao Ying looked at Zhou Wentang and felt his whole body trembling.

  The fear that had just gotten up from the dead was gradually replaced by this incident.

  The person whose mind was still full of Lin Qinghe's corpse just now is now full of his own future.

   "Look at me like a joke, are you guys happy?"

  Zhou Wentang curled his lips and looked at Zhao Ying.

   I have to say that all his good mood today was brought by Zhao Ying.

   All the fear of being at the funeral home just now is gone.

"People use all means to get to the position they want, isn't it just to look down on others? Could it be that Zhao Juan tried his best to kill Jiang Fu at the beginning in order to sit in a high position and display himself? Bodhisattva heart?"

"I saw the prototype of such a sentence in Zhao Juan, it's not that you don't report that the time has not come, people are doing what the sky is watching, if you punish others, someone will always punish you and make you return it. In this world, as long as you don't rise to a high position, there will always be things that can break you."

Zhou Wentang smoked the last cigarette, and threw the cigarette **** into the ashtray casually: "I advise Zhao Juan, if you still want to live, it is best not to say the same thing as you said when you crawled out of the coffin. Twice, otherwise what is waiting for you is an innocent disaster."

   The implication is that you have to eat **** yourself.

   And Jiang Yi is someone she cannot discredit.

   Zhou Wentang got up this day.

  Zhao Ying sat on the sofa in the hotel, her original fear turned into trembling.

  If Fu Xiting is really your nephew, then in the capital—who is still their opponent?

   "Secretary Zhou?"

  As soon as Zhou Wentang went out, the guards greeted him.

   "Leave someone here and wait for her to leave."

  ….

  In the Yu Garden, Jiang Yi sat on the sofa, his face pale as always.

   When Fang Chi told Zhao Ying that Zhou Wentang had taken her away, she saw her eyes closed and her eyelashes moving slightly.

   "Follow us?"

   "No need to follow."

"That-."

   "Madam, Secretary Wen is here." Before Fang Chi could finish speaking, Su Xin's voice sounded outside.

  Jiang Yi glanced at Fang Chi, who turned and went out.

  When Wen Sirui came in, Jiang Yi's cough sounded in the reception room.

  10 years is approaching October, Wen Sirui sees Jiang Yi again, always feels that she feels like I feel pity for her.

   It's as if she doesn't belong in this world.

   "The company's cases have piled up into mountains. Everyone has been busy recently and complained. Ai Hao took a few people to four cities in one day. Some things may still require you to come forward to decide."

  Wen Sirui knew that Jiang Yi was at a critical moment in her life, so she didn't dare to disturb her easily, but at this time, it was no longer a question of whether to disturb her.

   "It's afternoon!"

Jiang Yi reached out to pick up the water glass on the coffee table to drink, but it took only three to five seconds to lift the water glass. Her hands trembled like someone in the terminal stage of a serious illness. The glass of water hit the floor, and the glass shattered with a bang. bloomed.

  Water was sprinkled all over the ground.

   "It's all right!"

"Mrs?"

  Wen Sirui and Suxin's words sounded at the same time.

  At this moment, Jiang Yi's mind was filled with gray and white fog, covering her.

   "What do you mean?"

   "What do you mean?"

   "Wife?"

  Fu Xiting's call went further and further away.

   Even completely deaf.

   Yu Garden is in chaos.

  When Fu Xiting was not at home, Jiang Yi still breathed a sigh of relief. After Fu Xiting returned, Jiang Yi was only half breathed.

   "What are you doing in a daze? Arrange a car, contact the hospital, immediately, immediately!"

  Wen Sirui was terrified by the sight in front of her.

  Seeing Fu Xiting crazily rushing out of the gate of Yu Garden with someone in his arms.

   Probably because the husband and wife have not passed the limelight recently, Fu Xiting did not dare to take Jiang Yi to the People's Hospital to find Zou Yin.

   He went straight to the top floor and called the dean.

   Once the inspection was over, it was already several hours later.

  In just a few hours, Fu Xiting only felt that the days seemed like years.

  When the dean came down with the results, his face was not happy.

  Fu Xiting hurried over: "How?"

   "Mrs. Fu is in poor health."

"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the deficiency of both qi and blood. Mrs. Fu is a typical symptom of this kind, and some problems should be brought out from the mother's womb. According to Mrs. Fu's body, it is not easy to support her. Why don't Mrs. Fu ask the family members to see if there is any problem?" There is no doctor who has been using it all the time, if there is, it is still necessary to take care of it."

"There is a saying in the medical field that it is better to have a disease than to have a mother's disease. Sudden illness is easy to cure, and if it is not good, just change it. If you are afraid, you are afraid that everything is good, but if the person is not good, this is not a cure. It’s not a matter of illness, but depends on recuperation.”

   "Mrs. Fu's body needs to be adjusted by a powerful old Chinese doctor for many years, and it's not something that can be cured in three to five years."

  Dean's words made Fu Xiting's heart drop to freezing point.

   "Trouble."

   "If the dean has a suitable Chinese medicine doctor, he can recommend it to me."

  On this day, Fu Xiting was sitting by the hospital bed, and when he remembered the words of the dean, he didn't know whether to contact Zou Yin or Yi Tian.

  Until Fang Chi said next to him: "Do you need to contact Mrs. Jiang?"

  Fu Xiting came back to his senses: "Let her go to Yu Garden."

  Jiang Yi's health is not good, and he has a lot of background.

  In the early years, when Yi Tian was pregnant with Jiang's intentions, Jiang Zezheng had a fierce fight with the Jiang family.

   Moreover, Jiang has continued to have problems in his career.

  Yi Tian went to the countryside with Jiang Ze when he was pregnant with Jiang Yi, and he never enjoyed the treatment of any wealthy young wife, let alone lived a very hard life.

  After Jiang Ze broke away from the Jiang family, the old man of the Jiang family put pressure on all parties to transfer Jiang Ze directly from his unit in the capital to a remote area in order to dissuade his son.

  The two went back and forth, and when Yi Tian followed Jiang Ze to the countryside, due to the bumpy road, Jiang Yi gave birth prematurely, at seven and a half months.

  He gave birth to a child in a township hospital. Although the doctor never said it outright, he still advised Yi Tian to make plans early while he was young and healthy.

  What this early plan means, Yi Tian is very clear.

  Many people tell her that the child cannot be supported.

   Ke Yitian never gave up, and tried his best to bring Jiang Yi up. When he was a child, he went to the hospital more often than eating.

  She couldn't tell anyone about her misery, because all of this was her own choice. After all, in order to marry Jiang Ze, she severed ties with her parents, and all of this was nothing more than her own fault.

  When I learned of Jiang Yi's death, the feeling was heartbreaking.

  The daughter she raised with all her painstaking efforts finally left her at the best age of her life.

  That kind of grief is better than any blow in the past forty or fifty years.

  Yi Tian went to Yu Garden and saw Jiang Yi lying on the bed, but she didn't say a word, tears streaming down her face.

  At that moment, she seemed to have returned to the scene when Jiang Yi was young.

   And such a scene, she is too familiar.

   "Mrs. Jiang, don't be in a hurry to cry," Su Xin helped her up from the side.

   persuaded her softly: "We have more important things to do now than being sad."

  Yi Tian wiped away tears and sat on the edge of the bed, the sad expression on his face could not be stopped.

   Su Xin spoke out what the doctor said.

  After hearing this, Yi Tian covered his face and let out a loud cry.

  In the afternoon of this day, Yu Garden was shrouded in tragic mood.

  Yi Tian choked up and told the reason why Jiang Yi was in poor health.

  Fu Xiting listened silently.

  Su Xin comforted Yi Tian, ​​passing tissues over from time to time.

"Yiyi was born prematurely, seven and a half months. At that time, although medical skills were improving, I accompanied Jiang Ze to the countryside that year. In a town hospital, I gave birth to Jiang Yi. When I was born, everyone advised I gave up, saying she wouldn't survive a hundred days."

   "So, I didn't even have confinement, I took her back to the capital, and spent all my savings to send her to the Capital Children's Hospital. Before the age of ten, the hospital was our home."

"After I was ten years old, this situation improved. When I was a child, I was a princess held in the palm of my parents. After I married Jiang Ze, because of the good relationship between husband and wife, life was hard, but I also enjoyed it. In my life, I was truly sad. Growing up meaningfully is after giving birth to Jiang Yi."

  In the room, Yi Tian's mournful narration spread out.

  Fu Xiting listened quietly, and when he heard the grief, he asked, "Are you alone?"

   "Where's Jiang Ze?"

  Yi Tian's sobs stopped slightly, and he sighed with a half-smile: "Don't mention it."

  Fu Xiting's eyes fell on her, and he asked again: "Is there any specialized doctor?"

   "There used to be, but the doctor passed away in 2008."

  Suxin glanced at Fu Xiting.

  The latter closed his eyes slightly, as if he had a headache.

   Fortunately, Fang Chi was on his way to pick him up.

  At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Yi woke up from a dream. He wanted to move his hands, but when he lifted it up, he saw the needle on the back of his hand and Yi Tian sitting beside him.

   "Why are you here?"

   "Come and see you," Yi Tian said gently as always.

  Jiang Yi moved slightly: "I want to go to the bathroom."

  Yi Tian held Jiang Yi's shoulders, and told him softly, "Don't move, I'll call someone."

  When Zhou Wentang returned to Meng's house in the morning, Meng Qian was walking and chatting with someone in the yard.

  He stood aside and waited far away, not approaching.

   He didn't step over until Meng Qian had finished chatting with someone.

"went?"

   "Well, but something happened at the scene," Zhou Wentang responded truthfully.

  Meng Qian walked steadily and did not intend to stop: "What is it?"

   "Zhao Ying was stripped naked and thrown into Lin Qinghe's coffin."

   Zhou Wentang explained the matter in a calm tone as much as possible.

  But Meng Qian was still stunned: "What did you say?"

   Zhou Wentang said again: "Zhao Ying was stripped naked and thrown into Lin Qinghe's coffin."

   "Because it was discovered in time, not many people knew about it, so they kept their mouths shut. The funeral parlor also checked, and there was no surveillance footage of anyone entering or leaving last night, and there was someone in the Lin family guarding the spirit last night."

  Meng Qian naturally did not believe that things would be so simple, a normal person would definitely not climb the coffin by himself.

   And still stripped naked and climbed onto a dead man.

   "What did she say?"

  Zhou Wentang accompanied Meng Qian step by step, strolling in the yard: "She said, it was Jiang Yi who did it."

   "Jiang Yi learned that she was slandering herself outside, so she became angry and let people do this thing,"

   Pata—Meng Qian stretched out his hand and broke the osmanthus in the yard, and a branch of osmanthus broke in his palm.

All of a sudden, Meng Qian's viciousness was rampant: "From this point of view, I still underestimated this girl. I thought that a yellow-haired child would not be able to make trouble even if she had a bit of ambition. Now it seems that she His methods are no more gentle than Fu Xiting's."

   There is another update, I am writing hard,

  (end of this chapter)