Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 280 281 Tear for the second time

  When hearing Shiyue's long time no see, the smile on Jiang Yi's lips deepened slightly.

  It would be fine if this girl is as true and pure as she looks, but if she is so true and pure on the outside and has a dark heart, she might be a ruthless person.

   "I didn't expect Miss Shi to be Mr. Cheng's favorite. If I knew, I would stay with Miss Shi to have a good chat with you."

  When others heard these words, they all turned their probing eyes to the two of them, their eyes filled with the desire to gossip.

  Cheng Dong of Chengwen Group and Fu Dong of Dongting Group, a real estate tycoon, and a tycoon who focuses on the multi-faceted expansion of new industries.

   Both of them are prominent figures in the capital.

  But what is more different is that the author is over forty years old, has a wife, and has both children.

  Fu Xiting is just 30 years old, handsome, suave and suave, and he dominates in terms of money and power.

   But even so, it can't stop the charm of this forty-year-old man. Those who can't hook up with Fu Xiting will often choose Chengwen as the next best thing.

  A man who seems to be next year and has a troubled family but also a womanizer is much more troublesome than an old man who is alone and does not touch women.

   What's more, Fu Xiting's methods are more ruthless than Cheng Wen's, and this ruthlessness is not only aimed at men.

  The girls in the capital have come to the conclusion long ago that Chengwen is easier to deal with than Fu Xiting.

   Therefore, even if he is married in these years, the beauties around him always appear one after another. Those people try all kinds of methods to make them, and no matter what the method is, the cost will be accepted.

  Where is Fu Xiting?

  Some people have done this before, meeting by chance, making encounters by chance, but every time, the ending is very miserable.

   It is a trivial matter to deliver the case. What I am most afraid of is that Fu Xiting will contact the local media to expose you.

   Make it difficult for you to get along in the capital in the future.

  Under the light of the obvious evil deeds, if they tasted the sweetness and made them lose face, it would be fine, but if they were accused of being prostitutes without even touching the candy wrapper, that would be really wronged.

   Therefore, those who covet Fu Xiting can only act secretly.

   Observe everything about him secretly, and dare not go up to disturb him blatantly.

  Now, Cheng Wen's Zhangshang Huan and Fu Xiting Mingmei's wife who is marrying back have a confrontation, and everyone is waiting for the two to have a good show.

   "I hope that in the future I will have the opportunity to let Mr. Jiang chat with me willingly, instead of looking at Cheng Dong's face," Shiyue responded with a smile, the smile was official and polite, as beautiful as a flourishing white lotus.

Strange to say, everyone in the venue today respected her as Mrs. Fu when they saw her. Among the Mrs. Fu in the studio, Shiyue was the only one who called her President Jiang. Thinking, it's not that she is struggling with a title, but that if something unusual happens in a certain place, there must be a reason.

   President Jiang yelled very deliberately.

   Deliberately let Jiang Yi, who doesn't care about the title, recognize it.

   "May I show Mr. Jiang a tour of the studio?"

  Jiang Yi nodded slightly, and followed her closely.

Shiyue's soft-spoken voice sounded in front of Jiang Yi: "The theme of today's art exhibition is human suffering. Some of the portraits in this studio are collected by me from outside, and some are paintings by other teachers. Some of them are my own paintings, and the position we are standing at now is my own work, Mr. Jiang—"

   Shiyue's hand fell on an oil painting of a war-torn area.

The color of the portrait is dark and the picture is messy, but it can also be seen that this portrait was shot during the war, and the shooting environment is very special. It was shot from the inside out, and an Israeli soldier was lying outside, seriously injured, lying on the ground. Dying, his eyes were looking forward, with despair, sorrow, misery, and struggle. All kinds of complex emotions were vividly reflected in his eyes. All beings were bombarded and bullets were flying all over the sky. He lay on the ground like a man who was about to be killed by God. Take away people.

   What is even more rare is that he saw happiness in his eyes, as if being taken away by God is an extremely happy thing.

   This is sad.

  Just looking at this photo will make people feel bitter and unspeakable.

  A sense of powerless struggle spreads throughout the photo.

  Jiang Yi withdrew his eyes from the oil painting and looked at Shiyue: "Did Miss Shi conceive this portrait?"

   Shiyue smiled slightly: "Yes, one night when I was inspired, I thought of this painting, and wrote it down."

   "Miss Shi has been to Syria?"

   "That's not true, it's just an inspiration album."

   Shiyue explained gently.

   "The oil painting is good, but Miss Shi still didn't draw the main point."

   "Oh?" Shiyue was surprised, looking at Jiang Yi: "What unique insights does Miss Jiang have?"

   When Shiyue asked this question, the eyes of other people in the studio followed him.

   "Liberation," Jiang Yi's gaze remained on the portrait.

  “When he was on the verge of death, he felt that death was also a kind of relief. Miss Shi was very skilled in painting, but she didn’t convey this expression.”

"Also, although I am not a legal professional, I do know some laws. If I remember this portrait correctly, Jiang Fu, a former international negotiator, is the original author. She posted the original picture of this photo on her website in 2007. I blogged and appeared on a national magazine. The situation when I took this photo was that Jiang Juan was bombarded during the evacuation operation and was crushed in a refugee slum. In the end, the soldier died in front of her."

  After Jiang Yi finished speaking, the scene was dead silent.

   Even Fu Xiting and Cheng Wen, who were behind us, heard these remarks.

When Jiang Yi saw this photo, a sense of sadness came to her heart instantly, not because of how wonderful Shiyue's portrait was, but because in her mind, she went back to the time of war and saw the lives of each one in her heart. Falling in front of you, watching the faces become miserable, and life is like a waste.

   No, no, maybe it's not as good as grass.

   Those who live in this country will be well cared for, but those who live in war don’t even have a place to live.

Shiyue, on the other hand, didn't have such a wonderful look on her face, she just lowered her head, and felt a sense of guilt all over her body: "I was negligent. I was still curious when this inspiration came out. I have never been to a war-torn area. Why?" There will be such a picture, I have been searching for a long time but I can't find any traces, I think I saw it when I was abroad, since Mr. Jiang pointed out the source, I will definitely do a good job in the follow-up, and I will personally hand over the copyright fee and apology .”

  How clever this response is.

  International negotiators are not someone she can provoke.

  If she defends herself at this time, someone at the scene will definitely take out her mobile phone and browse Jiang Yi's blog, and when the time comes to slap her in the face, she will be even more ugly. At this moment, someone actually pointed out this matter, she might as well admit it openly and talk about remedial measures by the way.

  Afterwards, Shiyue called for help to take down the oil painting.

   "Seal up until it is resolved," Shiyue's operation can be described as powerful.

  Everyone had to give her a high look, and some even thought to themselves, it's no wonder that people like Cheng Wen have a crush on her.

  Doing things is really decent.

   "Wait a moment," Fu Xiting's tone sounded from behind, and the man came with steady steps.

   prevented the assistant from taking the picture.

   "Ms. Shi's love of painting is commendable, but it's true that her painting skills are not good, and the portraits are still infringing. I'm afraid it won't work just to put them away, so destroy them!"

  He doesn't want his lover's work to be tarnished by such a person.

  This is an insult to him and Jiang Yi.

   Whoo——As soon as Fu Xiting said this, the scene was in an uproar.

   Shiyue's eyes flashed with astonishment.

  Chengwen walked over with a smile: "Director Fu, isn't it wrong? Although the painting is infringing, the copyright can be discussed later, isn't it?"

  Fu Xiting sneered: "Cheng Dong doesn't know? This Jiang judge has already sacrificed his life for the country. Miss Shi's move is no longer an infringement. If you go deeper, you will be in big trouble."

   There was an uproar at the scene.

  A deceased national negotiator really cannot talk about copyright matters, but if she is caught by someone with a heart to make a fuss, the written document will not protect her.

   Not only will she not be able to keep her, but she may even be implicated.

  The powerful relationship among them is clear at a glance even without words.

  Chengwen looked at Shiyue tangled, pursed his lips, and said, "Then listen to Mr. Fu?"

   This is a query, it seems that if Shiyue disagrees, he can still fight for it.

   Shiyue hesitated for a moment, but the surprised voices broke out from the crowd.

   "Jiang Fu?"

   "Is it Lin Jingzhou's fiancée?"

   "International negotiator, right? They've all been posthumously sealed, and the tomb of clothes has entered the martyr's cemetery. Both parents are scientific research leaders in the medical field and have won national medals."

   "There is a good show to watch, but what is the relationship between Director Fu and that Jiang judge?"

   "It is said that when Jiang Pan was here, Director Fu invited her to be a guest of honor, but Jiang Judge refused. It is more of appreciation! Director Fu also went to his funeral at that time."

   "Possibly sorry?"

"real?"

"What's true? When Jiang Juan was here, he had a genuine fiancé. Do you think that a person as proud as Fu Dong would be willing to do things that know the three? After Jiang Juan was gone, Fu Dong got married not long after, really. If you want to have feelings, it can't be like this, have you watched too many TV series at eight o'clock?"

  When those whispers reached Shiyue's ears, she felt quite complicated.

  Jiang Fu?

  Fu Xiting?

   That's all!

   "What Director Fu said is right, take it to the yard and destroy it!"

   Shiyue glanced at the assistant, who had a strong reluctance in his eyes, but even so, he did as he did.

   Shiyue watched the assistant take away the painting, turned away and looked at Jiang Yi with a smile: "May I ask, President Jiang and Jiang?"

  Shiyue's words undoubtedly wanted to ask what kind of relationship Jiang Yi and Jiang Fu had.

   And what about Jiang Fu?

No leaks responded: "I like to pay attention to some very outstanding and successful women. I just watched Jiang Pan for that painting, and the commentary that Jiang Pan wrote for it at that time was written under the oil painting with Miss Shi. The sentence is exactly the same, if Miss Shi happened to see that painting by chance and subconsciously remembered it, it would be understandable, but subconsciously, she should not be able to remember so many words, right?"

  Jiang Yi's gentle and gentle words didn't seem to point at all.

  The woman standing next to Fu Xiting was wearing a **** dress, her elegant posture and her indifferent tone seemed to give people a soft-spoken persuasion.

   for?

   The time and the month are not enough.

  How can a man's outdoor flower be compared with a genuine wife like her.

  As soon as Jiang Yi's words fell to the ground, someone exclaimed: "It's true."

  Some people questioned, and naturally some people looked for answers. Since Jiang Yi exposed people, some people started to browse blogs.

  When Jiang Yi tore her up for the second time, someone just caught her.

  "Life is like nothing? No, no, no, life in war-torn areas is even worse than nothing. It's not that the present world is safe, but that someone is carrying the burden for you to move forward. I hope that one day, the sorrowful people will become people's health and wealth."

   Someone stood behind and recited the first half.

  The assistant who was holding the painting and was about to leave was stiff on the ground, which happened to give people a chance to see clearly.

  Jiang Yi didn't expect that he would tear people up in their place.

And what she didn't expect was that facing such a situation, Shiyue was still as stable as Mount Tai, standing on the spot neither humble nor overbearing, with her hands folded on her chest, and her eyes slightly lowered: "I was negligent, I'm really sorry, treat the guests If we leave, I will destroy the painting with my own hands, apologize to Jiang Pan's parents, and offer compensation."

   Full of apologies, but just refuse to admit that they made a mistake.

   Shiyue's operation can be described as full marks.

  Jiang Yi tilted her head, and just about to say something, the open air in the hall swept her body with a bit of coolness.

  She covered her lips and coughed, feeling the temperature behind her increase in vain.

   Looking back, I saw Fu Xiting standing behind her, looking down at her.

  Jiang Yi just felt warm in his heart.

   Pulled the corners of his lips. The moment the man lowered his eyes, she seemed to have forgotten her purpose at this time.

  As for Shiyue, watching the scene where the two were affectionate, the emotions that had been stable for a long time collapsed in an instant.

  Jiang Yi came to mess with her, but Fu Xiting pampered her in every possible way.

   "Mr. Fu and Mr. Jiang, please move to the next red wine stop," Shiyue stretched out his hand, leading Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi to go aside.

When Fu Xiting heard the title of Mr. Fu and Mr. Jiang, he frowned fiercely. Instead of talking about Shiyue, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Chengwen, sneering with a smile: "Mr. Fu? Mr. Jiang? This title is interesting, I still Listening to it for the first time."

  Chengwen's heart skipped a beat, always feeling that people who are usually tight-knit are full of loopholes today.

   Stretching out his hand to the waist of the old man, he reminded with a half-smile, "Mrs. Fu Dongfu."

   Shiyue sneered: "It's my mouth, I didn't react for a while, Mr. Fu forgive me."

  Fu Xiting held Jiang Yi's hand, and when he heard Shiyue's words, he slowly drew a circle with his fingertips in Jiang Yi's hand.

  Jiang understood, this man pushed her out to be a villain again.

  She was also cooperative, and looked at Fu Xiting coquettishly, quite displeased: "It's just a title, what Mrs. Cheng calls it is what it is."

  The words Mrs. Cheng exploded in the crowd.

  In the circle of Gaomen in the capital, an inappropriate title can sometimes kill a person.

   As for Jiang Yi's name as Mrs. Cheng, how many people dare to agree?

  (end of this chapter)