Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

Chapter 228: 228: Are you trying to stab a knife?

Chapter 228 228: Are you trying to stab me?

When Zhao Ying opened the door and went out, she saw Wu Mei standing at the door.

The two looked at each other.

Wu Mei was startled when she saw the slap marks on Zhao Ying's face.

"Xiaoying."

"I'm going first, see you by fate!"

"Xiaoying," Wu Mei took two steps to chase her out, but found that Zhao Ying had no intention of staying.

She turned and went back to Lin Jingzhou's bedroom.

Looking at Lin Jingzhou standing in the middle of the room, he simply hated iron for being weak.

"When will you be able to get out of that matter? If you are like this, everyone will pay for your depression."

Wu Mei's words made Lin Jingzhou's eyes fall on her.

"Is everyone paying for my malaise, or am I bearing the consequences for everyone? You join hands to plot other people's lives, and you are also your prospective daughter-in-law. How did you do such a crazy thing? What? The dozen or so lives on the plane were all sacrificed overnight, this is more than a dozen families, what if your relatives were on your plane?"

Wu Mei had a splitting headache, Lin Han didn't want to talk to Lin Jingzhou.

He wasn't much better.

"I don't want to have any more disputes with you on this matter. You can go and put everything you know on the surface. Let the world watch, and then send your own parents to prison to replace you." Your fiancée takes revenge, but if you can’t avenge your fiancée, but just keep yelling at your parents, then that’s what you are going to do.”

"It's your acquiescence, isn't it?"

Bang——Wu Mei took the door and went downstairs.

Looking at the servant on the side, he angrily said: "If you don't come down to eat, don't bring him food. If you can't figure it out, just starve to death."

Zhao Ying's car just drove out of the range of Lin's villa,

Behind him, a black Volkswagen followed closely.

She looked through the rearview mirror and obviously felt that the other party was not a good person, so she drove the car directly into the gate of the police station.

Seek help from the police at the police station.

But when she came out, the person had disappeared.

Zhao Ying obviously felt that she was being followed. Whenever she called the police or asked for help, the other party drove away as if nothing happened.

It appeared again the next day.

Repeatedly.

It's been like this lately.

On Monday, when Zhao Ying returned to the Negotiation Court, she vaguely felt that the atmosphere inside was not right. Everyone was playing with their mobile phones, browsing the forums, and no one was working hard. She stood at the door and looked around.

"What are you all doing?"

There was a sudden roar at the door, and everyone in the office looked up.

But it took only a second, and the line of sight fell again.

"Speak," Zhao Ying stood at the door, furious.

"Zhao Pan, you are browsing the forum! Everyone is saying that your father killed Jiang Pan, so you are in this position."

"Also said that you instigated the family driver to hit Jiang Pan's father last time."

Zhao Ying almost didn't bring it up when she heard her subordinate's foolish words.

"It is enough for others to say things without evidence, and you also say it?"

"If people know that our negotiation institute is a mess, do you still want this job? Do you want a year-end bonus?"

In the crowd, someone rolled their eyes indifferently: "Cut, the year-end bonus? How many times can Jiang Juan be around? When Jiang Juan was there, Zhao Juan asked for leave every three days. Didn't Jiang Juan give you the year-end bonus?" , can you be so impartial?"

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, but—there is no such thing as a storm, you can say that there is no sign of it."

Pa, Zhao Ying stretched out her hand and threw the bag on the table: "Have you heard of it coming out of nowhere?"

"It's groundless? Who in the negotiation court doesn't know that you have been thinking about this position for a long time? You think that you can enjoy the treatment of Jiang Juan if you sit in a high position, but you don't know that some people can't be copied. You are working hard to get this position. What can I do to you? Everyone is targeting Jiang Fu, not the person sitting in this position."

The man said, stood up from the chair, and threw a resignation letter to Zhao Ying: "I have been waiting for you for a few days. With your leadership, I will starve to death sooner or later."

Zhao Ying—in the eyes of some people, he has no merits.

Seeing the other party packing up his things and preparing to leave, Zhao Ying became anxious and grabbed him, but was thrown away mercilessly.

"Don't touch me, what rubbish."

In the afternoon, when Yi Tian received a call from Fu Xiting to report his safety, he was a little frightened.

But fortunately, nothing happened.

Fu Xiting slightly tactfully expressed to Yi Tian that Jiang Yi was dying recently.

After Yi Tian found out, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.

Yi Tian felt that losing his beloved daughter was already pitiful enough.

But for Jiang Yi, this kind of pity is obviously not worth mentioning.

In the afternoon of the same day, Yi Tian took Jiang Yi out of Yu Garden on his own initiative.

Fang Chi wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Fu Xiting.

The shopping malls are the busiest in summer afternoons.

Yi Tian took Jiang Yi to the barbershop she often goes to.

The original intention was to let Jiang Yi relax, so as to evacuate the boredom in his heart, but what he never thought was that the sky is not beautiful.

Coincidentally, I met my enemy.

When the Xu family saw Jiang Yi, they were jealous.

The sensational wedding of Dongting Group in the whole city is still the talk of people after dinner, and Jiang Yi, as the hostess, is naturally the object of word of mouth.

At first glance.

Xu Song's face turned dark.

"It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia," she said briefly, and turned to leave.

Jiang Yi's eyes caught the bag on her shoulder, and the corners of her lips slightly curled up: "Is the Xu family going bankrupt? It's not shameful to carry a fake bag to dangle around."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xu Song's eyes tightened, staring at Jiang Yi with a bit of resentment.

"Is it a gift from a man? What kind of man? Can you buy an out-of-print bag? You're the only one who is so proud? If I were you, I would be ashamed. Is Miss Xu so cheap? In the past, I was able to hook up with a vice-president of Dong Ting. What’s the matter with the second opening abroad? People are getting old and there’s no market for it?”

"So you ran back in a hurry and wanted to use the Xu family's reputation to start over?"

Xu Song gritted his teeth at Jiang Yi's few words.

"Keep your mouth shut."

"This sentence is also for you, Miss Xu who carries the fake bag."

After Jiang Yi finished speaking, she turned around and left with Yi Tian in her arms.

"Yiyi, how do you know that her bag is fake?"

Yi Tian finds it strange, probably because in her eyes, this is not the point.

"Because only one is really, really here with me."

"Huh?" Yi Tian was shocked.

"Mr. Fu bought it for me." Jiang Yi couldn't say that when Fu Xiting bought her that rare leather bag, her first reaction was that it was priceless, second-hand was hard to sell, and the poor couldn't afford it. The real rich people I rarely carry second-hand bags.

One of her students might be robbed if she is sent out like this, so think about it or forget it.

"How can you be sure that the one that Mr. Fu gave you is genuine?"

Yi Tian asked with a smile.

A string in Jiang Yi's mind was plucked, she was silent, and responded to Yi Tian lightly: "Intuition."

"Director Fu is not bad, isn't he?" Yi Tian asked Jiang Yi with a smile, not like a mother, but like a friend instead.

At this moment, both Yi Tian and Jiang Yi knew that they were not the one in each other's heart.

But there is no way to change this reality.

It's better to sit together and talk about life and ideals, and face reality together.

Jiang Yi shrugged, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"Many things in life have no answers, but they will not always have no answers. When you can't find the answer, enjoy it, enjoy the value he brings to you, enjoy the fun he brings to you, and enjoy all you have in the process. Everything that can be obtained, women must maximize the interests of men, if you still want to be you, this is the only way to go."

Jiang Yi paused, and Yi Tian smiled lightly: "Life is a process of subtraction, but in my opinion, your situation at this time may not be bad. You lost some people and gained some people. What if these people in exchange love you more?"

Compared with Lin Jingzhou, Yi Tian is more optimistic about Fu Xiting.

Fu Xiting is a man who keeps his word, speaks loudly, has a calm mood, and has a much simpler family background than Lin Jingzhou.

In his own business empire, he is the eternal king, and he will never give up love for the sake of his family.

Will not give up Jiang Yi in any choice.

"What if I get double love? Yiyi, I'm working hard to become friends with Dr. Zou. How about letting her be your godmother?"

Jiang Yi: .

Yi Tian said this sentence quite happily, and there was some brilliance in that sentence of working hard, which made Jiang Yi not know how to look directly at her for a while.

"No need."

This is Jiang Yi's answer, she said: "Just be yourself."

"It doesn't matter," was Yi Tian's answer.

Yi Tian said these words just to let Jiang Yi know that there are still people who love her in this world.

Reliving the whole life, after all, it won't be too bad.

Jiang Yi was dragged into a barber shop by Yi Tian unknowingly, and was pushed down in front of the mirror without realizing it.

"Cut your hair."

Jiang Yi was startled: "You weren't——."

"It wasn't important before, but from now on, your feelings are the most important," Yi Tian interrupted Jiang Yi.

She didn't want Jiang Yi to touch her hair before, because she didn't want to regret her long hair.

But now, she suddenly felt——these are not important anymore.

The important thing is whether Jiang Yi likes it, loves it or not.

"The past is the past because the biological world lets it go, let's work together, shall we?"

Yi Tian's hand fell on Jiang Yi's shoulder, and he gently spoke these words to her.

As for Jiang Yi, his whole body was trembling violently because of these words.

This evening.

Fu Xiting returned home, and when he saw Jiang Yi's long hair returning to its original shape, he thought he had seen Jiang Fu.

Jiang Yi looked at the man's **** hand and paused.

"how?"

"Why did you remember to cut your hair?"

"Start from the beginning," Jiang Yi responded to Fu Xiting in a perfunctory tone.

The man frowned slightly, and within a few minutes he stretched his eyebrows: "It's good if you think so."

"How's the wound?"

Jiang Yi's sudden concern made Fu Xiting's wound tighten.

I almost remembered that knife.

The pace that originally wanted to go towards Jiang Yi turned quietly.

"One hundred days of injury."

"Don't talk nonsense, where is the muscle hurt? At most, the flesh is poked, a few stitches."

"you are a doctor?"

"I stabbed it, can I not know?"

"Are you studying medicine?" Fu Xiting retorted.

"My parents are both doctors, and I have operated on rabbits since I was a child."

Fu Xiting: "Can a human's physiological structure be the same as that of a rabbit?"

"Don't you believe that you are stabbing a knife to verify it?"

Fu Xiting: "Pretend I didn't say it."

The man felt that it was not wise to talk about things with Jiang Yi.

Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Yi asked again: "Is the Dongting Group going to collapse?"

"It's almost there. In order to save you, I will be jointly fired by the board of directors."

Fu Xiting didn't hide anything, he had to let this heartless little white-eyed wolf know what he had done, otherwise, it was just his own wishful thinking, and she might not appreciate it.

"To save me?" Jiang Yi asked.

"If Zhao Zhen's news has been kept on the bright side, what do you think will be the final result?" Fu Xiting asked Jiang Yi indifferently.

Of course Jiang Yi knew what the final result would be.

In the end, due to the pressure of public opinion, the murderer will be brought to the fore. If the matter is not resolved, she will not be safe.

"I don't ask you to think about the consequences when you do things. I will help you solve anything that can be solved for you, but Mrs. Jiang, please say hello before you want to stab someone next time."

Jiang understood, but wanted to be angry with Fu Xiting: "So you contributed yourself?"

Fu Xiting:

"Shut up!"

"So why don't you find a dumb person?"

Fu Xiting:

"Little lady, the photographer is here."

The "conversation" between the husband and wife ended before it even started.

Fang Chi stood at the door and looked at her cautiously.

Jiang Yi thought of the slap she slapped Fang Chi, and suddenly felt that this foolish man was really miserable, who was not good with Fu Xiting.

"What are you talking about? Come in."

Jiang Yi sat cross-legged on the sofa and looked at Fang Chi standing at the door.

The Hanhan shook his head: "No, it's quite cool at the door."

"Can thirty-seven degrees be cooler than the air in the room?"

"Just keep your heart cool."

Fang Chi thought for a while, but his face still hurt a little. He had been sent out for several days, and he didn't know what the situation of the two of them was. If there hadn't been a truce, wouldn't he be asking for trouble if he went in now?

"Fangchi!!"

"Sir," Fang Chi felt chills in his heart when he heard Jiang Yi's repeated call.

Looking at Fu Xiting, he laughed bitterly.

However, Fu Xiting's tone was helpless: "I can't save you, listen to your wife."

Fu Xiting thought to himself, he couldn't protect himself.

Still in charge of Fangchi?

That’s all.

On this day, Fu Xiting found out that the photographer came, presumably to make some noise with him.

The news has been floating around for so long, and it's almost over.

The stock of Dongting is really green and ugly.

August 1, 2010, the dog days, it was the hottest time of summer.

The rumor that Fu Xiting was critically ill was broken by a photo.