Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

   Chapter 232 232 is rampant

  The soy milk cup was thrown into the trash can along her line of sight.

  Jiang Yi looked at the person in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

   It feels like the last time we met was a long time ago.

   "A person?" Jiang Kuo's gentle words came.

  Jiang Yi nodded: "Alone."

   "I just saw that girl approaching you angrily, and thought you would have a conflict."

  In fact, he had a little expectation.

   He was quite looking forward to Jiang Yi's dealing with Zhao Ying, probably because he wanted to find traces of someone from her.

   But in the end, it was found that there was no.

  If this happened to Jiang Fu, she would definitely not tolerate that girl's behavior, but...Jiang Yi is not Jiang Fu after all.

  Although there are some similarities between the two.

   As one year approached, the deceased disappeared from everyone's life as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

  No trace left.

  Jiang Yi smiled lightly: "That's not necessary. If conflicts can solve problems, then there are many violent tendencies in this world."

   "Why are you here?"

   "Nearby free clinic, just finished and ready to go back to the hospital."

  Jiang Yi nodded, thinking of something: "My company is nearby. If you are free, you are welcome to come and sit."

   "Okay," Jiang Kuo saw the news, and the overwhelming doubts on the Internet didn't seem to disrupt her rhythm.

  She is as stable as an old man who has been in this industry for decades.

  Every step I take is within my expectations.

  When Jiang Yi returned to the beauty salon, the sounds of joints in the room were even more endless.

   "No one really believes that he is not a relative."

   "How do you look like it?"

   "The empress of the main palace or the empress of the main palace will absolutely crush the mistress in the aura field. If I were someone else, I would definitely not be foolish enough to show off in front of the empress of the main palace."

"Men are all of this stinking virtue. You can play around with flowers and grass outside. It feels like you won't do anything that will harm the interests of the family. Look at those men in the capital. How many of them are mistresses who can take the top position? The emperor's feet and the outside There are still differences in those places.”

"you do not say!"

   "In the first-tier cities like Qiongzhou and Shanghai, you might be able to see some dramas where the juniors are in charge, but in the capital, you really haven't seen it."

   It was said that they were talking to each other, but all the sounds of talking to each other reached the ears of the parties involved, which was very exciting.

  Zhao Ying looked at the woman sitting opposite him with a complex expression.

  His chin slightly raised, arrogant like a princess: "Did you hear that?"

   "In the eyes of these wealthy ladies, you are like a joke. There are many men who are promiscuous outside, but no man will bring the mistress outside to the house."

   "My mother is sitting politely with you today because you don't pose any threat to her. Otherwise, do you really think you are someone?"

  She sneered, her eyes full of disdain.

  That proud posture is like a peacock.

Ming Shu was not to be outdone: "Miss Zhao doesn't have to come to me to show off her power. The relationship between me and Mr. Zhao is just to get what we need. I never thought about sitting in the position of the empress in the palace. We will meet again next time." I’ll just say I don’t know each other, there’s no need to pretend to be familiar.”

  After finishing the instructions, he picked up the bag and left.

  Go to the door and open the car door to leave, pick up the phone and make a call.

   A roar sounded: "What kind of store is it? Can you explain clearly when you introduce it next time?"

   "What's wrong?" The person on the other end of the phone was a little confused.

  Ming Shu was angry: "It's nothing, I'm dead."

  The man hung up the phone.

   A sneer twitched from the corner of his lips.

  In the beauty salon, Jiang Yi's cell phone rang, she picked it up, and Sihan's voice came from over there: "The matter is resolved, did you see it?"

   "Thank you very much."

  Sihan snorted: "I didn't do anything, I just said a few more words during the meal, come to me next time if you need it!"

   "Monday, pack your things and come to work."

  Jiang Yi began to believe in Fu Xiting's words, and it was quite convenient to keep someone by his side, after all, Sihan is a know-it-all.

   "As ordered."

  Sihan hung up the phone and sat on the sofa dangling his legs. No matter how he looked at it, he looked cool.

   "Second Young Master, what's the matter?"

  Sihan glanced at the second generation ancestors around him: "I told you that you still don't understand."

  In the evening, Jiang Yi returned to Yu Garden, and there was a cat meowing in the yard, but the cold wind howled from this vent, and the tip of her nose was red.

  In the end, she chose the latter between looking at the cat and heating the house, because she didn’t want to freeze to death in these nine cold winter days.

   "Fu Xiting," Jiang Yi yelled when he entered the room and saw Fu Xiting entering the reception room.

  The latter was about to enter the reception room, and he reached out and handed the cup in his hand to the vice president who was not selected by him, and then walked towards Jiang Yi.

"What's wrong?"

   "The cats are fighting outside," Jiang Yi said while sniffling.

  About seeing the group of vice presidents in the reception room, otherwise they wouldn't have ordered him so arrogantly.

   "Where?"

   "In the grass on the left," in the severe cold weather, people are almost freezing to death, but the grass in Yu Garden is thriving.

  Fu Xiting walked over and stretched out his hand to pull the tree back, and saw two cats rolling in the grass, the dry grass all over them looked dirty, and the man entered the house with one in each hand.

   And this scene was seen by the vice president in the reception room, and he couldn't help shaking his head a little bit: "Is Fu Dong being subdued?"

   "I don't know whether to subdue or not, but the little lady is quite handy in ordering Fu Dong."

   "I feel that Director Fu is quite enjoying it."

  Guan Qing was sitting among a group of bosses, listening to what they said.

  I always feel that the one who stabbed Fu Dong on the wedding night was not the little wife.

  Fu Xiting entered the room and handed the cat to Suxin, when he heard Jiang Yi go upstairs muttering: "When will this **** winter pass?"

  Jiang Yi entered the bedroom, the first thing he wanted to do was to take a hot bath, but - Fu Xiting, an old man, didn't have this need before, and there was no bathtub in the bathroom.

"What's wrong?"

  Fu Xiting entered the bedroom and saw Jiang Yi sighing.

  The latter looked back at Fu Xiting: "Is there a room with a bathtub?"

   "If necessary, people can come to install it," Fu Xiting saw that Jiang Yi had a faint tendency to explode.

   "Aren't you very happy if your wife freezes to death outside?"

  Fu Xiting: ... "I don't think so."

  Jiang Yi didn't go to take a bath anymore, and threw the clothes on the dressing table casually, and walked towards Fu Xiting step by step. When he reached the front, he stretched out his hands and stuffed his cold claws into his body, and the icy Fu Xiting gasped.

   Unbelievable eyes fell on Jiang Yi. Fu Xiting is not a good-tempered person at all, but he is always more tolerant and patient with special people than others.

  Following Jiang Yi's arms, he stretched out his hand and pulled Renlou into his arms, comforting her like a cat that had blown its fur: "You came back to vent your anger on me after being cold outside?"

   "Why are you so bad-tempered?"

   "Returnable," Jiang Yi murmured in front of him, his voice a little buzzing.

   "It's not my style to return the goods. Besides, if you send you back, wouldn't that be letting the tiger go back to the mountain? That's all, I still have to do things like killing harm for the people,"

  Jiang opened his mouth and bit his shoulder without even thinking about it.

  Fu Xiting gasped in pain.

   Immediately, the man lifted her chin and attached his thin lips. Between the intertwined lips and teeth, Jiang Yi's coldness gradually dissipated, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her body.

  The warm palm of the man walked on her back, like a furnace.

   After a long time, Fu Xiting sent her away and kissed the tip of her nose: "Do you have any requests to mention to Suxin, eh?"

   "Little girl, every family, don't lose your temper at every turn, be careful of endocrine disorders."

"roll-."

  The man smiled, stretched out his hand and hugged Jiang Yi into his arms, with a little reluctance in his tone: "We are going to fly to Hong Kong after the meeting tonight, and it may be a week before we come back."

  Jiang Yi raised her eyes and looked at Fu Xiting with surprise: "Is it going to be listed?"

   "En!" The man responded lightly.

   "Go!"

  Fu Xiting reluctantly kissed Jiang Yi's face: "Are you with me?"

  Jiang Yi has already seen it. Since she moved to the university dormitory in September 2010, when Fu Xiting came with her, she knew that this person's loyalty to marriage did not allow the two of them to have a long separation.

  He treats this marriage very carefully.

   It's not like a capitalist's control over the family, but he wants to find a parallel in this relationship.

   a week?

   Never had.

  The listing of a branch company is not a trivial matter, and Fu Xiting couldn't leave after he went.

  Jiang Yi knew that this time was no small matter.

   There is no room for mistakes.

   But—together?

  She couldn't walk away.

  Give up at the beginning of your career? She is not in the mood.

  Jiang Yi slowly squeezed Fu Xiting's arm, looked up at the person, and asked in a soft tone: "You used to travel a lot on business."

   "It used to be a lonely family, which is different from now."

  Fu Xiting seriously responded to Jiang Yi's question.

   "Then what should I do? I'm not at ease here," she threw the question back.

  Fu Xiting knew that would be the answer, and sighed helplessly. Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to hook the man's neck, and offered his own lips.

  Repeatedly entangled, almost on the verge of breaking out, a shallow whine | exhortation came out from between Jiang Yi's lips.

  But the knock on the door sounded inappropriately at this time, Fu Xiting kissed her on the lips, with a gloomy and cold face.

   "Go take a shower! I'm going down to a meeting."

   "Are they there?" Jiang Yi grabbed Fu Xiting's collar and refused to let go.

   What is it that is not up or down?

   "Come before you come back."

  Jiang Yi: ... "Then you still hook me?"

  Fu Xiting laughed helplessly, and kissed Jiang Yi's brows: "I feel bad too, baby."

  Jiang Yi glared at Fu Xiting coquettishly, opened the bathroom door, turned around and went in, and slammed the door with a bang.

  When Fu Xiting opened the door and went out, Guan Qing felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.

   "Fu Dong."

   "Let's go!" The man walked forward as usual.

  Guan Qing's eyes were sharp, and she saw the lipstick mark on Fu Xiting's neck at a glance, and coughed in embarrassment: "Director Fu, there is a lipstick mark on his neck."

  Fu Xiting raised his hand and touched his neck, and sure enough... his palm was full of lipstick.

  Guan Qing felt that the sky was about to change.

  The two people who used to want to stab each other with a knife, but the two who entered the gold first can hug each other and make love to each other.

  The power of love is terrifying.

   This night, Fu Xiting suspended the meeting and gave half an hour for meals.

  The restaurant was given over to a group of bosses, and he went upstairs to accompany Jiang Yi.

  Fu Xiting was about to leave, and the group of bosses couldn't hold back any longer, and asked Suxin frantically.

   And the problems are all kinds of strange.

  For example: "Does your husband and wife still fight?"

   Another example: "Has the little lady changed her ways?"

  Another example: "Is Mr. Fu subdued?"

   As for Suxin, she just responded with a smile: "Mr. and Mrs. have a very good relationship."

   "Very good?" Someone exclaimed.

   Su Xin nodded: "Very good."

  In the study on the second floor, Jiang Yi was flipping through a post about Lin Jingzhou. It was about Lin Jingzhou, but it was Zhao Ying who was ashamed, and Zhao Ying was also scolded in the comment area.

   "What are you looking at?" A man's voice came from the door, and Jiang Yi closed the forum casually.

"Gossip news."

   "Are you free?" Fu Xiting asked the servant to put the dinner on the coffee table, and Jiang Yi walked over and sat opposite him.

   "Si Bo and his company are still importing a batch of steel. In previous years, this kind of thing was followed by the Negotiation Institute. Are you interested?"

   "I'm already in touch," Jiang Yi's actions before Fu Xiting's reminder, the man was a little stunned, then remembered something, and smiled slightly, as if he had expected it.

  This is Jiang Fu.

That night, at half past ten, Fu Xiting got away from the meeting room downstairs, and when he went upstairs to look for Jiang Yi, he saw her coming out of the bathroom, the water stains on her hands had not had time to dry, the man stretched out his hand and pressed her against the bathroom door, What followed was a subversive kiss.

  Jiang Yi responded by hooking his neck.

"bathroom?"

   "On the bed."

  Forty minutes later, the bedroom gradually returned to calm. Jiang Yi nestled on Fu Xiting's shoulder, and the man's palm slowly stroked her back.

"you should rest earlier."

   "What time is the plane?" Jiang Yi asked lazily.

   "Leaving at 11:30, I'm going to take a shower, huh?"

   "There are still twenty minutes," Jiang Yi hooked Fu Xiting's neck and refused to let go.

  Fu Xiting laughed helplessly.

   "I need a bath, honey."

   "You usually take a bath for at most ten minutes," Jiang Yi blocked Fu Xiting's way.

  The latter turned his head and kissed her forehead.

  In addition to the warmth, there are infinite true feelings flowing out.

  That night, Fu Xiting left Yu Garden.

  Jiang Yi lay on the big bed in Yu Garden, staring at the ceiling and fell into deep thought.

   Concern leads to chaos?

  Probably so!

  She had never seen anyone in a high position stay by a woman's side for so long without asking for anything in return.

  During the six months of living in a dwelling house, Fu Xiting even washed her underwear by hand in that single room.

  So, it’s no wonder it’s not chaotic.

  As he said, he was not innocent in the matter of her death, but he was not the main culprit either. Once he was stabbed, he would start over.

  …

   "President Si, there is a Miss Jiang at the door who wants to see you."

   "Jiang what?" In the office, Si Bai looked up at the secretary.

   "I didn't say it, but the tone is very rampant, saying that you will regret it if you don't see her."

  The first person that Si Bai thought of was Jiang Yi.

   Only this person is worthy of the word "very crazy".

  (end of this chapter)