Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

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  The word "sensible" sounds like a compliment, but in fact, its lethality can run through a person's life.

   Let her live in these two words all her life, and Jiang Yi is one of them.

  In 10 years, the word "moral kidnapping" has not yet come out. If it does come out, Jiang Yi will definitely say that the word "sensible" is the beginning of these four words.

  She has lived in this sentence since she was a child.

  【Mom and Dad are very busy, you have to be sensible】

  【The patient is the biggest, you have to be sensible】

  【Yiyi, mom doesn’t have time to attend your school activities, you have to be sensible】

   Words like these ran through Jiang Yi in his previous life.

  Sensible?

   It's so ironic.

  So on this day, she responded to Fu Xiting: "I don't want to know,"

  She was not interested in the conversation between the two of them. She was either guilty or wanted to atone for her sins, but either way was enough to bring back bad memories.

  A woman, in this life, will only behave mischievously when someone loves her, and she will be sensible when no one loves her. This is not a good thing.

   "If I have a daughter in the future, I will respect her character. If her character is a sensible child, then I will be happy. If not, I will not cruelly kill her nature and ask her to change."

   "I will not set a framework for her to be sensible because of my profession,"

  Jiang Yi spent her youth in such a framework, because her parents were helping the dying and healing the wounded, and because they were doctors, they had to be sensible, and even getting sick and getting injured became unreasonable.

  She and Zou Yin, I don't know who is more pathetic.

Fu Xiting held her palm and kneaded it slowly. He focused on Jiang Yi, with tenderness in his eyes, and followed Jiang Yi's words: "My children of Fu Xiting only need to follow their own inner development in this life. good."

  …

  Jianzhou.

  An unremarkable black car was parked in front of a single-family villa, and Sihan sat in the car and watched the situation outside.

   Although this villa is luxurious, it is indeed cold, and it doesn't look like it is inhabited.

   "We've been waiting for three days, are you sure there are people inside?" Sihan was a little puzzled, no matter how it looked, the place didn't look like it was inhabited.

   "If there is no one, why is the lawn in the yard so clean? If no one lives, why are the curtains on the windows on the second floor still open?"

"The lawn in the yard will be repaired by special villa management staff on a regular basis. The reason why the curtains are open is because people left in a hurry. What kind of logic is this?" Sihan felt strange, and looked at Qian Xingzhi for a second. It looks like you can do it or not.

  Qian Xingzhi glanced at him, and almost spat out that the rich man's brain is not working.

   "You despise me?" Sihan caught the disdain in his eyes and almost cried out.

  Qian Xingzhi pointed to the side: "Did you see it?"

  Sihan looked over and was a little surprised to see a Dalmatian slipping out of the yard.

   "Does anyone really live there?" The dog looked clean, with a collar around its neck, and it looked like it was domesticated.

   But this yard—it looks very cold, and it doesn't look like a place that smells of smoke.

  Sihan felt incredible.

   Qian Xingzhi looked sideways at the dog, perhaps feeling the unfriendly eyes of humans, the dog stared at the car and suddenly barked.

   Scared Sihan, he shrank his neck: "It won't rush over, will it?"

   "If you don't scream and scream, you won't," Qian Xingzhi poked his heart unceremoniously.

  Sihan covered his mouth and finished speaking, but he was also a little curious, leaning forward slightly and looking at Qian Xingzhi in the driver's seat: "May I ask why you are looking for him?"

   "He has a life in his hands," Qian Xingzhi said.

   "Jiang Fu? The plane crashed?"

  Qian Xingzhi glanced at him through the rearview mirror: "How do you know?"

   "Recently, some circles in the capital have circulated that Jiang Fu's death was related to Zhao Zhen, but everyone is just guessing, without evidence."

   "You have to believe that this matter will not be groundless."

  Sihan took the perspective of a bystander to gossip about this matter. He put his hands behind his head and snorted: "There are too many things in the capital where there is no wind and no waves."

  Qian Xingzhi firmly believed: "This matter will not happen."

   "Why not? You're not the person involved," Sihan still didn't care.

  Qian Xingzhi hooked the corners of his lips, but didn't say a word.

  Sihan is not a person who can endure loneliness. He has been in Jianzhou for so many days with Qian Xingzhi these days, and he is running around and bored in the car.

  Anyway, there is only such a living person around, and I am not so afraid of money, so I started the chatterbox mode again: "We might as well go in and have a look."

   "Can't go in," Qian Xingzhi replied to him.

"Why?"

   "You're making such a fuss, I'll propose to Boss Jiang to fire you when I get back, anyway, I can do it by myself."

  Sihan: .

   On July 7, 2010, Jiang Yi was on his way to the Intercontinental Hotel in the west of Wanwan City.

   "The other party seems to have invited Zhao Ying and the others this time," Wen Sirui looked at the phone and said to Jiang Yi.

   "I guessed it," Jiang Yi responded casually.

   After all, in the eyes of those people, she is still a fledgling.

   "What if there is a direct confrontation?"

   "What are you afraid of?" Jiang Yi didn't raise his head.

  Bowing his head for a moment, his hair moved slightly, and Wen Sirui stared at the mark on Jiang Yi's neck in a daze.

   Then he reached out and took out his bag, and took out a concealer for her.

  Jiang Yi wondered: "What is this?"

  Wen Sirui pointed to her neck: "Concealer."

"Let Fu Dong be more restrained in the future, your status these few days has been the object of the whole company's secret discussion," everyone in the company knows that Jiang Yi's husband and wife live in harmony, and the hickey on the neck has not been broken for a while , How intense is it to be like this?

  In private, many people talked about Fu Dong and Jiang Yi, and some even started a blog to write stories about the boss and the boss's wife.

   "Remind me later, if you don't want to do it, you can ignore it." Jiang Yi took the concealer Wen Sirui handed over, and dotted on the neck, trying to cover up the marks on the neck.

  How do everyone evaluate Fu Donglai in private?

  The suit photos posted in the magazines look like a talent, but the shirt photos in private|The tension is full.

   A table of talents, they have seen real people and verified it.

   Sexual tension? The traces on Jiang Yi's body have also been confirmed.

  On this day, Jiang Yi and Zhao Ying met at the entrance of the hotel. When the two groups of people met for the first time, there was a feeling on their faces that they wanted to kill each other.

  Zhao Ying was robbed of the case by Jiang Yi in Huzhou. When she came back, she was inevitably criticized by the leader, and the duck she got flew away.

   What a shame.

   "What a coincidence, Zhao Juan is here too," Wen Sirui greeted with a smile.

  Zhao Ying's secretary, Zina, saw that Sirui was like this, and said unceremoniously: "What are you pretending to be thirteen?"

   "Qina," Zhao Ying said with sideways eyes, "Be more polite, she is the wife of the richest man, we have to pay the price for what Director Fu said, you don't know who Jiang Pan is?"

   Zhao Ying's words were ridiculing Jiang Yi's success through men.

   But Jiang Yi didn't care.

   "You are only allowed to have a brother, but I am not allowed to have a husband?" Jiang Yi asked with a smile.

   "Ah, forgot, you don't have a real father anymore, have your half-brothers settled down? I heard that Mr. Zhao is helping these two now. Zhao Juan must be careful!"

   Taunt?

  Who wouldn't? Jiang Yi sneered and was about to turn around and leave.

  Zhao Ying didn't seem to be affected at all, she said lightly: "These days, there are accidents all the time, so why should Judge Jiang be rampant?"

  Which man doesn't steal?

  Who can guarantee that those rich men will only have one woman in this life? Maybe, Bu Si is her lesson from the past.

  The two entered the elevator together, and the air in the narrow space gradually became cramped.

Jiang Yi looked at Zhao Ying through the elevator door, and slowly rubbed the hands hanging beside her, with a slight smile on her lips: "Zhao Juan is gone, why don't you take advantage of the residual heat of Zhao's house and find him quickly?" Marry a man of the right family, so that they can cling to their power to rise again, so as not to drag on for a long time, and the Zhao family will decline day by day, and you will have nothing left."

   "I'm sorry Mr. Jiang, it's not your turn to worry about my affairs,"

  In the afternoon of this day, Jiang Yi came out of the Intercontinental Hotel, looked at the time, and saw that it was not far from get off work time, so she simply let Wen Sirui go home, and she went to the East Court.

  Jiang Yi was about to arrive at the East Court. Before entering the door of the Secretary's Office, he heard Fu Xiting's sobbing in the office.

   The hand that fell on the doorknob paused.

   "Director Fu, I will definitely review this matter deeply, please don't fire me."

  In addition to Fu Xiting, there are probably other bosses in the office. Hearing people say this, he responded: "If it is guaranteed to be useful, then this world is not the world of Marx and Lenin?"

   "Trust me once, for the last time," the man's voice was slightly raised.

  Jiang Yi was standing at the door, and heard someone knocking on the table: "Go and hand over personnel affairs by yourself."

   "Fu Dong——."

   "Go," Fu Xiting threw out a word impatiently.

   "Fu Dong—," the man still wanted to struggle, but Jiang Yi heard footsteps in the room, and took a step back.

   Sure enough, after a while, the office door was opened.

  The vice president was stunned when he saw Jiang Yi, then nodded, and greeted the little lady politely.

  Fu Xiting in the office heard the sound and looked up at the door. When he saw Jiang Yi approaching handsomely, he put down the pen in his hand and went up to him.

   "Why are you here?" The man looked down at the time on the computer, stretched out his hands to bring her into his arms, and gently kissed the tip of her nose.

  Different from the sternness and indifference with which he treated his subordinates just now, Fu Xiting's whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of soft light, emitting light.

"What's wrong?"

  Jiang Yi asked the person who just went out.

   "Indecent|molesting a female subordinate, the subordinate's report email has been sent to my mailbox, and this matter has been dealt with just now," the boss of Dongting knows that Fu Xiting doesn't see these dirty things, but if there is, he must be investigated.

But today's boss is a sea turtle recruited by the HR department. He has stayed in a large foreign company for a few years, and he is probably used to debauchery abroad. After returning to China, his hands and feet are not clean. Stretched to the lower back of others, and more than one, was jointly reported.

   Fortunately, there is a precedent for expulsion in the East Court. If they did not report internally but instead reported to the police or made news, the impact on the East Court would not be so great.

  Jiang Yi frowned: "Are you fired?"

  Fu Xiting's palm landed on Jiang Yi's back and back and forth: "Fired, this kind of thing has zero tolerance."

  Jiang Yi was about to say something, when he raised his head, Fu Xiting's kiss fell on Jiang Yi's neck, and she took a deep breath.

   Reach out and push the man away.

  Since the relationship between the two has eased, this person's body language has become more frequent when they meet every day.

   "Working hours, Mr. Fu."

   "It's time to get off work," the man's voice buzzed.

   Put his arms around Jiang Yi's waist and push him into his arms.

   "Director Fu, if you do this, it will easily make me famous."

  The man laughed in a low voice: "Who dares?"

  Jiang Yi reached out and patted the man's broad back, smiling faintly: "You go to work first, and go to eat together after you are done."

   During this period of time, Jiang Yi can be said to have developed a new skill, and her ability to coax men is increasing day by day.

   "When I see you, my hands itch," Fu Xiting's gaze fixed on Jiang Yi was like a pool of clear river water, enough to drown Jiang Yi to death.

   "Haven't touched it at home?" Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

  Fu Xiting bowed his head and kissed her on the lips, and the words of love flowed out: "It's never enough."

  Jiang Yi has never discovered that Fu Xiting has such a skill before, love talk?

   I really don’t listen much.

  Jiang Yi felt that it was a waste for this handsome man to open his mouth.

  But now, this mouth is full of tricks.

  The person who talks about love is full of spring.

  Jiang Yi pushed people.

Fu Xiting still didn't intend to let go. Outside the door, seeing that the office door was not closed, the secretary walked in directly with the documents, but just as soon as he probed in, he gasped, as if he had bumped into something terrible, and then Turned around and left.

   When he turned around, the file hit the door panel and made a sound.

  Fu Xiting frowned, opened his lips coldly, and his voice spread outside the door.

  When the secretary came in, he saw Fu Xiting let go of Jiang Yi's waist, and the latter walked aside, picked up the teacup on Fu Xiting's desk, and drank lightly.

  That posture is as leisurely as if you are in your own home.

"Mr. Fu, this is the document that Special Assistant Guan ordered me to send in. There is also a document for Mr. Guo from the Legal Department asking for annual leave that needs your approval. In addition, this is an invitation letter sent to you by Mr. Cheng of Chengwen Group. I would like to invite you I went to Xinbei Street to see an art exhibition with my wife."

  Jiang Yi heard Fu Xiting faintly when he heard the word Mr. Guo.

  Fu Xiting hummed, clicked on the desktop, the secretary put the documents on it, and the man casually took out Guo Siqing's leave form and handed it to Jiang Yi, as if she was the boss of the company and he was just her subordinate.

  Jiang Yi took it, and glanced at the reason for Guo Siqing's vacation: to deal with family affairs.

   Probably knowing what was going on, he put the list back on the table.

  Fu Xiting reached out to pick up the signature pen, signed it and handed it to the secretary without asking too much.

   "Fifteen days off, you also sign? Are you afraid that the legal department will be paralyzed?"

   "It's true that Guo Siqing is excellent, but the Dongting Legal Department won't be paralyzed without her. Don't underestimate us," Fu Xiting closed the pen cap, and casually threw the pen into the pen holder.

   "What did the secretary say about the art exhibition?"