Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

   Chapter 353 353 You seem to know Shiyue very well

"For a man as old as the old man to sit in the company, he is already exhausted physically and mentally, but it's fine if you are not doing business now, and you are still staring at some past grievances and grudges, so let an old man in his eighties stay awake at night. , and begging for help with an old face, do you think I want to take care of you? If Mr. Zhao is so pitiful, do you think I would take care of you? "

   "Zhao Ying, you have always thought that Jiang Yi has something to do with your family's downfall, but don't forget that everything she is doing now is just to find a perfect answer for her life."

  Zhao Ying stared at Lin Jingzhou: "She wants to find a perfect answer for her life, don't I want to?"

"Why do you persuade me? Why did only two pay the price for what the three did? Lin Jingzhou, you don't think your family will be able to escape, do you? If Jiang Yi is really Jiang Fu, it will be a matter of time for your family Son."

   "So? What do you want to say? What do you want to prove? Do you want to be right?"

   "Can't I?" Zhao Ying asked angrily.

"Abandoning the righteous way, evil things are growing day by day, do you know what you are like now? You only have yourself in your mind, and you have never thought about the consequences that your family will bear if you do this. For your own selfish desires, everyone will be pushed to the top. Reincarnation, you might as well just take them to death."

  Pa——Zhao Ying was so angry that she slapped Lin Jingzhou on the chin.

  Lin Jingzhou looked at Zhao Ying.

  He didn't want to get involved in this matter at all. If he didn't see how pitiful Mr. Zhao was, he wouldn't want to get in touch with a stubborn and reckless person like Zhao Ying.

   "I don't believe it, there is no flaw in this matter."

   After Zhao Ying finished speaking, he drove away.

  Lin Jingzhou could only stay where he was, and heaved a heavy sigh as if to calm down his **** emotions.

   "Tell me, will Shiyue cooperate with Zhao Ying?" In the car not far away, a woman's voice came from the co-pilot indifferently.

  In the driver's seat, the man said lightly, "No."

   "Shiyue and Zhao Ying are not the same kind of person. To be clear, Zhao Ying has no use value for Shiyue now."

  Guo Siqing sighed: "You said that if all the mistresses in the world are in the same rank as Shiyue, will the role of the real wife have to withdraw from the arena?"

"really."

  Guan Qing spoke while smoking a cigarette.

   "You haven't told me why Wu Jiangbai was transferred abroad by Director Fu."

  Guan Qing glanced sideways at Guo Siqing. The person who was physically and mentally haggard due to the divorce lawsuit some time ago has become radiant during this time, as if he has changed into a different person.

  Guo Siqing took a one-month vacation some time ago because of her divorce lawsuit. She didn't expect that too many things happened during this month. When she came back, Fu Xiting divorced Jiang Yi, and Wu Jiangbai was transferred abroad.

   Several bigwigs in the company began to panic, for fear of going the same way as Wu Jiangbai.

   "Shiyue got very close to Lao Wu's lover, and also set out Fu Dong's itinerary."

  Guo Siqing: .....

   This matter has to start from an interview half a month ago.

On that day, Mr. Fu accepted an economic interview with a popular host. It was a secret itinerary. In order to cater to Mr. Fu’s working hours, the location of the interview was set at a cafe opposite the company. business.

   It was originally a trivial matter, but unexpectedly, when Director Fu arrived, the cafe was surrounded by reporters.

   As for this interview, there was only the host, no camera, and no more than four people knew about it.

  Fu Dong, Guan Qing, host, and Wu Jiangbai.

   Dong Fu pursued the matter and first ruled out the host.

  Then he and Wu Jiangbai.

   When asked about this, Wu Jiangbai took the initiative to tell Chen Chen that when he went out, he told his lover where he was going.

   As a result, I followed the clues and found out that Wu Jiangbai's lover has been in close contact with Shiyue during this period of time. Afternoon tea and spa activities continue one after another.

  This is how Wu Jiangbai was dispatched abroad.

  The company's second-in-command was sent abroad, causing panic in the Dongting Group.

  In addition to that period of time, Fu Donggang got divorced, and his mood was cloudy and uncertain, and the people who were tortured by the little wife every day were neither human nor ghost.

   It makes people dare not talk about half a sentence.

  Even the media reported that during that time, the Dongting Group was brightly lit for nearly 24 hours.

  The big boss is in a bad mood, and the vice presidents below are cautious.

   Even the staff did not dare to breathe loudly.

   "At that time, Yue was really capable."

   "The person who can play with the scriptures in the palm of his hand is naturally not too bad."

  Guo Siqing was still puzzled: "Then tell me, how could Director Fu clear the mines from the very beginning?"

  Guan Qing: ...Although I know it, I dare not say it.

  Guan Qing pressed the car window and threw out the cigarette **** in his hand: "Then you have to ask Director Fu, where can I guess what the boss is thinking?"

  The car started, leaving only the exhaust fumes disappearing in this winter street.

  In the villa at night, Jiang Yi was lying on the floral quilt with the cat's tail coiled in her hand.

  The sound of running water in the bathroom behind him gradually died down.

  Fu Xiting came out in pajamas wiping his wet hair, stood by the bed with a towel and drove the cat out of bed.

  The big palm fell on Jiang Yi's waist: "Are you still sore?"

   "Sour," the sofa is not a place to do business.

  I complained of low back pain while eating.

   It’s not getting better right now.

  The man's palm slowly massaged her waist, Jiang Yi was so comfortable that she almost snored.

  Hiding her face in the quilt, she was so cute that she wanted to destroy her.

   "Do you think Shiyue will agree to Zhao Ying's request?"

   "No," Fu Xiting kept moving his hands.

"Why?"

"People like Shiyue are the ones who know how to play with the wind. If she doesn't have a bargaining chip in her hand, she can still think about cooperating with Zhao Ying, but she is now playing a game of chess that is sure to win. If she brings in too many people, it will be against her. unfavorable."

   She won the lawsuit with Cheng Wen for sure. At a time like this, she was either stupid or lacking in bringing others in to share the profits.

   Shiyue has not reached this point yet.

  From the time she was young, she was destined to be no ordinary woman since she could stay with her father in Fu's house to please Meng Shu.

  Jiang Yi thought it made sense, hummed, and then looked back at Fu Xiting behind him: "You seem to know her very well."

  The man pressed Jiang Yi's waist with his hand.

  The latter, grasping this point sensitively, fixed his eyes on Fu Xiting.

  When Jiang Yi's eyes fell on Fu Xiting, the latter felt a panic in his heart, maybe to cover up the panic, he pretended to be calm and took the towel beside him and wiped his hands.

"Know thyself, ever-victorious."

  Jiang Yi looked back slowly and nodded: "Yes, we can't afford to lose now."

  She had a panoramic view of Fu Xiting's evasion. If he didn't say anything, she wouldn't ask.

   Few adults are innocent. Since the last incident of persecuting Fu Xiting, Jiang Yi seems to be able to avoid a certain place.

   Not for anything else, just not wanting Fu Xiting to recall that miserable scene.

  Late at night, Sihan found Si Bai's office, opened the door and went in to see someone lying on the sofa.

  Decadent like a homeless stray dog.

  Patter—the lights in the office were suddenly turned on.

   Si Bo habitually raised his hand to rest on his eyelids.

   "Meng Yao left?"

   "En," the man said hoarsely, responding to Sihan's words.

  Si Han looked at Si Bai, feeling somewhat resentful that iron cannot be made into steel. He really couldn't understand how two people who had been together for eight years could just break up like this.

No feelings?

  The scenes of life and death in the past eight years, are they all fake?

  Eight years, even if there is no affection, there should be family affection, right?

   "Did you know? Mengyao and Wen Ziqi are dating."

  Shi John didn't want to get involved in this matter.

  People like Si Bo will not learn to be good if they don’t suffer a little. The rumors about him and Zhang Le are spread, no matter it is true or not, any woman will not feel better after hearing it.

  Si Bai sat up from the sofa: "What did you say?"

   "Everyone in the capital is saying that you broke up with Mengyao, you chose Zhang Le, and Mengyao chose Wen Ziqi, an upstart from Shanghai."

"impossible."

   "How is it impossible?" Sihan asked back.

   Si Bai didn’t reply to Sihan’s question, why is it impossible to ask, yes! How is it impossible?

  He chose Zhang Le, what else is impossible?

   "You are standing in your thirties, and you are in your prime. Most of the women come to please you one after another, but Mengyao is different from you."

   "Even if the employee who followed you leaves, there is still compensation, what about Mengyao?"

  Sihan spoke angrily, and was about to knock Si Bo's head open to see what time was inside, when the man lying on the sofa picked up his coat and left.

  At one o'clock in the morning, the door of Wen Ziqi's villa in the capital was slapped frantically.

   Coincidentally, at this point, he was looking at the plan and hadn't fallen asleep yet.

   It was a coincidence that Mengyao was lying on the sofa drinking in front of the lamp like a drunkard.

   "Who?" Mengyao saw Wen Ziqi walked to the door and took a look, but had no intention of opening it.

   "Your ex-boyfriend," Wen Ziqi responded.

   Mengyao gave a pause to the hand holding the wine glass.

  Looking at Wen Ziqi, he curled his lips: "Are you open?"

   "Do you want me to drive?"

   Mengyao shook her head like a rattle.

   "It doesn't matter if you don't open it, what's the benefit?" Wen Ziqi ignored the slamming door, leaning on the door with his hands crossed and looking at Mengyao.

   Mengyao thought for a while: "A promise with your body?"

  Wen Ziqi: ... again?

   "I took it as a joke once, and said so twice, dreams always have something for me?"

   "I have pictures of all the puppies," Meng Yao half-lyed on the sofa, propping her head and looking at Wen Ziqi.

  The long hair is casually scattered behind the head, which is quite charming.

   "I still have a big appetite."

  The man snorted lightly, turned around and opened the door.

  As soon as he pulled it away, Si Bai first looked Wen Ziqi's clothes up and down, and saw that there was nothing unusual about the man's home clothes, so he asked, "Meng Yao is with you?"

   "What's the matter with Mr. Si?" Wen Ziqi answered irrelevantly.

   "Are you here?" Si Bai continued to ask.

  Wen Ziqi didn't hide anything: "Yes."

  Si Bo heard the words, his face turned cold, and he was about to rush in.

  But Wen Ziqi stepped in front of him and put his hand on his chest: "President Si, broke into a private house in the middle of the night?"

   "I'm here to find someone."

   "Who are you looking for?" Wen Ziqi kept smiling faintly.

   "Meng Yao."

   "She doesn't want to see you."

   "Wen Ziqi, are you sure you want to get involved in the matter between me and Mengyao?" Si Bai frowned at Wen Ziqi.

   The two stood at the door, deadlocked.

   "I don't want to get involved in the matter between you and Mengyao, but this is my home, so the boss needs to look around to find someone?"

"What happens after Mr. Si takes her away? Where can he take him? Let me ask one more question. In what capacity is Mr. Si taking Mengyao away now? While being ambiguous with other women, he wants to take Mengyao away. Who are you, Mengyao? Who are you, Mengyao?"

   Wen Ziqi said, turning his body sideways, as if I let you in: "Go in and take someone away! If you see something you shouldn't see, don't blame me for not reminding you."

   Si Bo paused, looking at Wen Ziqi with a somewhat murderous gaze.

   I don't know if it was because of the previous sentence or the latter sentence, but in short, I didn't come forward.

   "Who is it?"

  Just as Si Bai was hesitating, a delicate voice came from the living room behind him.

  Meng Yao came from the living room wearing a dark green suspender dress, and people who had just had a drink were pink all over.

  Looking carefully, the c-cup cup that is usually proud of is now empty.

  Women are all kinds of amorous feelings. After seeing Si Bai, they frowned and folded their hands on their chests, squeezing out the career line faintly.

  Si Bai couldn't be more clear about her figure.

  Meng Yao came out of Wen Ziqi's house dressed like this, no matter whether the two of them had **** or not, Si Bai felt his head was congested and unbearable.

  As soon as she saw Si Bai, Mengyao's face collapsed: "Why are you here?"

   "Follow me," the man trembled with anger, reaching out to grab Mengyao's arm.

  Fingertips were grabbed a centimeter away from Mengyao: "President Si, this is my home."

  Wen Ziqi first saw Mengyao being so charming, so he came out frankly, and averted his eyes a little uncomfortable.

  Where Chengxiang hadn't recovered, Si Bai started to create momentum.

   "Release me," Si Boyang waved his fist towards Wen Ziqi's face.

  Wen Ziqi blocked Si Bai's fist, and the man who was still a gentleman couldn't help it: "How dare you make a move?"

  Meng Yao was on the sidelines, applauding as if watching the excitement: "Let's fight! I'll record a video and send it to Ms. Zhang."

   "Let her see, even if I am half a round older than her, I still have infinite charm."

   "So what if I become Mrs. Si? Didn't I still pick up a second-hand product?"

  Wen Ziqi: ... This woman!

  Si Bai's hand froze when Wen Ziqi held it, and the latter pushed him away.

   "President Si, you want the benefits that the Zhang family has given you, but you don't want to give up on Mengyao. I feel embarrassed for you in your situation. Why don't you go back and think about how to make a choice?"

  The Wenzi period fanned the flames at the right time.

  Mengyao echoed: "That's right! Some people's lives in modern times are a waste of resources. It would be great if they lived in ancient times! Sangong and Six Courtyards have everything you need, so you don't have to make a difficult choice."

   "Meng Yao, you said you trusted me."

   "Trust also has a bottom line," Meng Yao looked directly at Si Bai.

   "I just love you, and I'm not stupid."

  (end of this chapter)