Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 367 366 Did Dong Fu and his wife not divorce?

  In the studio, Shiyue's eyes slowly shifted to Zhao Ying.

   Before the New Year's Day holiday, the news in the capital came one after another, and the news about Wen Ziqi and Si Bai became a "good story" in the capital.

  People rumored that Si Bai fell out of favor in front of Fu Xiting, and was shaken by an upstart from Shanghai.

   This series of news cannot be separated from the existence of Fu Xiting.

  Being outside the event but in the event.

  Do not move everything, only move the universe.

   Shiyue saw Zhao Ying's eagerness in her eyes, and the smile on her lips was faint, with a hint of deliberation that others couldn't see: "What does Miss Zhao mean by that?"

  Zhao Yingsu always felt that she was very young. Although she was born in a low class, she put herself in the supreme position and wanted to be worshiped by everyone.

"Miss Shi's father is the housekeeper of the Fu family," Zhao Ying said as she walked towards Shiyue, walked up to him, and smiled sarcastically: "How did Miss Shi claim to the outside world? You grew up abroad, you said, Once the net you weave for yourself is broken, how will those people in the capital make fun of you? Will the ladies who bought paintings from you feel that they were cheated by a low-class person?"

  Shiyue's hands hanging beside her were slightly tightened, she fixed Zhao Ying's gaze, and did not relax at all: "Miss Zhao, you are not the first person to test me."

   "But I will definitely be the last one," Zhao Ying said immediately.

  She wouldn't come to Shiyue without enough evidence. If she comes, it proves that she has enough confidence.

  A housekeeper's daughter, who deceives the rich and powerful in the capital, what is this called? Time and moon scam?

  The most exciting part is that this person cheated the money and didn't run away, but turned around to blackmail the donor's father.

   tried to subvert him.

   "Tao Juan, please Ms. Zhao out," Shiyue sneered, with sarcasm and ridicule in her eyes.

  Looking at Zhao Ying, it's like looking at a clown who can't get on the stage.

  What qualifications does a woman who is trampled on the ground by Jiang Yi have to show off her power in front of her?

  If it weren't for Jiang Yi's kindness, she would have died thousands of times.

   "Miss Zhao, please—."

  Tao Juan stood in front of Zhao Ying and asked her to go out. The latter was unmoved, looked at Shiyue's back, and smiled lightly: "Miss Shi, if you walk a lot at night, you will always meet ghosts."

   "Ghost? Then God is too kind to me."

  She has come all the way, and she has planned step by step so far. A girl born in poverty can stand with the rich and powerful in the capital. How many ghosts do she encounter?

  But which ghost has survived in his hands?

  In this world, there are tens of thousands of things scarier than ghosts.

  Shiyue thought of something, walked up to Zhao Ying, and looked at her: "Does Miss Zhao know why she keeps losing to Jiang Yi? Because you treat her like a ghost."

   "Taoist priests still accept ghosts, but people—no," Shiyue said, reaching out to twist the hair on her coat: "Miss Zhao, ghosts are much easier to deal with than people."

   "If I were you, I wouldn't be so stupid," Shiyue said, patting her on the shoulder.

  Just leave a back view for her.

  Zhao Ying watched her go upstairs, reached out and handed the contents of the bag to Tao Juan: "Remember to give it to you, Miss Shi."

  Zhao Ying walked forward, and then the lawyer came.

   Shi Yue hadn't finished his sip of water yet, so he put down the cup again.

   "Have you contacted Chengwen?"

   "Not yet," the lawyer sat across from Shiyue.

"I've also heard some rumors recently that Chengwen Company seems to be reorganizing. Several cases at home and abroad have been overturned. He was in charge of his ex-wife's funeral a while ago. There was no leader in the company for a long time. Now In this situation, I am afraid it will be difficult.”

   "In addition, half of the shares in Chengwen Company are held by his ex-wife. Now that his ex-wife has passed away, the first heir to the shares is his father-in-law and mother-in-law."

   Shiyue was startled: "Aren't they her children?"

   "When they divorced, all three children were awarded to Director Cheng, and they signed the agreement."

"Miss Shi, in my opinion, there is a stalemate right now. I'm afraid that we won't get any money in the end. From the lawyer's point of view, Cheng Dong divorced his ex-wife, maybe it's just for a certain stage of reasonable tax avoidance or other business interests. level of reason."

   Shiyue suddenly remembered what Jiang Yi said.

   "What if they were a sham divorce?"

"Fake divorce is more dangerous for you. If Mr. Cheng's ex-wife goes to a lawyer to sue for property, then you have to return half of the things that Mr. Cheng gave you over the years. Maybe they can still sue You are guilty of breaking a marriage."

  Shiyue's hands on her knees slowly tightened, and she looked at the lawyer with a bit of reluctance: "So, I have no chance of winning at all?"

   "It's not that there is no, it is not cost-effective."

  The lawyer sincerely advises.

   "It would be best if we can contact Cheng Dong for a personal interview now, if not, we need to contact Cheng Dong's lawyer."

   "He didn't hire a lawyer," Shiyue said coldly.

   "Got it, I'll take care of the rest."

  This morning, Mengyao took the newspaper to the hospital.

  Si Bo has been transferred to the general ward.

  Since ancient times, people have a lot of ways to make them enjoy the convenience of the powerful.

  In the VIP ward of the hospital, there were special staff to handle it, and it took Meng Yao a lot of effort to get in.

  Walking to the door of Si Bai's ward, before entering, I heard the sound of a woman sobbing, crying like Lin Daiyu, and almost wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

  Mengyao stood at the door and rolled her eyes, fell silent, reached out to push the door and went in.

  The sobbing in the room stopped abruptly, and the person who was just like Lin Daiyu stood up from the chair with a soft rub, and stared at her with wide eyes and spikes all over her body.

  I can't wait to draw my sword and meet each other immediately.

   "Miss Zhang gets nervous when she sees me?" Mengyao stood leisurely holding a newspaper. Compared with Zhang Le's tenseness, she seemed like a veteran in love.

   Like a butcher who has been wandering in love for decades, seeing a fledgling rookie.

Without waiting for Zhang Le to answer, she turned her eyes to Si Bai again: "You like this hexagram? You can't be counted on the upper class, your body is not perfect, and the smell of copper in your head is heavier than that of a businessman. From top to bottom, apart from the slight advantage of age, how can it compare to the night lady who has flattered and flattered you all these years?"

Mengyao sarcastically, as if thinking of something, she took the newspapers circled together in her hands and tapped her forehead: "Look at me, I haven't slept well when I'm old, and my brain is not working well. I still have a good one." father."

   "Meng Yao, shut up," Zhang Le angrily shouted at her.

  This woman compares her to those nightclub ladies as soon as she comes up.

   insult her?

   "Is there any place for children to interrupt when adults are talking?" Meng Yao clicked her tongue and snapped back impatiently.

  Looking at Si Bai, he casually threw the newspaper in his hand: "Si Bai, this was all my way to help you deal with others back then. Now you let your little girlfriend deal with me?"

"Old lady, I climbed up step by step with you, learned all the dirty methods, how many people have you dealt with? Now you let your little girlfriend use these methods I used to deal with me, Si Bo, You can have no conscience, but you can't cross rivers and tear down bridges, what do you think you are now?"

   "Want to be the son-in-law?"

"Is Chenglong Kuai so easy to be a son-in-law? If Ms. Zhang knows that I have slept with you and was pregnant with your child, won't she feel uncomfortable when I sleep with you? Miss Zhang, has she practiced her tricks?" ? Those women outside are not something you can handle with just your tricks of calculating your ex-boyfriend. "

   "Mengyao, what nonsense are you talking about?" Hearing Mengyao mention her ex-boyfriend, Zhang Le obviously panicked.

  Although that matter was done covertly at the beginning.

  But for so many years, she has always felt that her conscience is uneasy. If Mengyao finds out now, things will probably get out of hand.

   Mengyao cast Yoyo's eyes on Zhang Le: "Why are you panicking? Are you afraid that I will tell the truth?"

She stood up straight, walked towards the hospital bed step by step, picked up the newspaper that fell on Si Bai's face, shook it away, and let him see clearly: "Did you see it? What did the newspaper say? It said that I wanted to fly on a branch." Make your head a phoenix?"

   "You say I'm a prostitute or a thief?"

   "Si Bo, I thought you knew who I was, better than anyone else."

  Si Bo just woke up this morning, his whole body was screaming.

  Zhang Le was crying, and he was almost about to explode.

  Facing Mengyao's anger right now, he somehow felt that her sarcasm was much better than Zhang Le's crying.

  Si Bai glanced at Zhang Le: "You go out first."

  Zhang Le was stunned, looking at Si Bai obviously with disbelief.

   She didn't know whether she didn't dare or knew what the result would be. She didn't ask too many questions, but left the ward with a feeling of resentment.

   Zhang Le left, and the ward was instantly quiet.

  Si Bo looked at the newspaper in front of him: "I don't know about these things. If I knew, I wouldn't let them do it."

   Mengyao looked at him silently.

  Si Bai continued: "Mengyao, although we have diverged on the road we are walking on, the way we came from has never changed. In the past eight years, I have been the one who has let you down. As you said, I have no conscience."

  Si Bai looked at Mengyao, as if he wanted to speak a thousand words.

   But when the words came to his lips, he turned back again.

  He picked up the newspaper on the bed, flipped through it casually, and put it on the hospital bed again: "I will clarify."

  Mengyao thought he would explain and ask questions, but Si Bo was very calm, without any explanation or question, and just calmly gave a solution, even though Mengyao knew this solution from the beginning.

  An almost inseparable answer came from another person's mouth.

   "Wen Ziqi, I won't sue, don't worry."

  Mengyao never believed that Si Bai would be so easy to talk, and stared at him suspiciously and defensively: "What do you want?"

   "No need for anything."

  On this day, Mengyao got Si Bai's answer. When she left the ward, the man lying on the bed called her: "Mengyao, only those who are loved can never turn back."

  At this time, Mengyao didn't move. She didn't understand until later, several months later, at Si Bai and Zhang Le's wedding.

  He envied Wen Ziqi.

  If you like someone, you can protect them without hesitation and regardless of everything.

  Because he has confidence.

  Wen Ziqi's confidence is something that not many people have.

  It's like the Lin Jingzhou who was held down on the lawn by Fu Xiting back then and watched his beloved marry another man.

  The sense of powerlessness prevented him from even yelling apart from struggling.

  The third day after the end of the New Year's Day holiday.

  The people from Yu Garden have been interrogated.

  The results are expected.

  Fang Chi looked at the man sitting at the desk, waiting for the man's response: "Sir?"

   "What's the latest move in the Meng family?" The man closed and opened the cap of the pen in his hand.

  Wrist resting on the table with a bit of laziness.

   "Except for Su Sheng, I didn't do anything, but I heard that the child seems to be sick. Su Xin has frequently made appointments with doctors recently."

   "Which hospital's doctor?"

   "International Hospital."

   "Go and find out," Fu Xiting put the pen in his hand on the table: "Investigate and find out what the disease is."

   "Arrange some people around Jiang Yi, and the guards outside the villa will be strengthened."

  Fang Chi: ....Why? Don't you care?

  After Fu Xiting finished giving his instructions, he saw that Fang Chi hadn't moved for a long time, and his breathing was stagnant.

forget! Fang Chi, the idiot, didn't know these things.

   "Sir, do you have something to hide from me?" Fang Chi stared at Fu Xiting, deliberating for a long time before uttering such a sentence.

  Fu Xiting frowned, raised his eyes, and his eyes suddenly fell on him, probably not wanting to waste his time explaining to this fool, he chuckled softly: "What do I have to report to you in advance?"

  When the man's chilling mood rose, Fang Chi turned around and left the office.

   Life is more important than curiosity.

   "Guan Qing."

  He couldn't do anything about Fu Xiting, but Guan Qing could still learn.

  Guan Qing, who was just about to deliver the documents, was pushed into the office by Fang Chi.

"What's wrong?"

   "Did Mr. Fu and his wife not divorce?"

  Guan Qing: ...What does this idiot know?

   "How do I know this? What did you find?" Guan Qing is obviously familiar with it. The only way to defeat magic is to use magic. He can only escape by showing more interest than Fang Chi.

   "You really don't know?"

  Guan Qing dragged Fang Chi into the house, and even closed the door, looking at Fang Chi as if I wanted to hear gossip and you said it quickly.

   "If you have something to say, hurry up and say it, why are you like a woman, a **** is chirping."

  Guan Qing urged impatiently.

  Fang Chi saw people like this, and stared at him with doubts. He always felt that Guan Qing was unreliable, but he had no proof.

   "How would I know," Fang Chi said, closing the door and leaving.

  Guan Qing: .

  Jiang Yi returned to the company in the afternoon, and it was too late for the review meeting, so he slumped on the sofa.

   It's hard to imagine, she almost fainted outside today.

  If Ai Hao hadn't pulled her up quickly, she would be either in the hospital or the morgue now.

  Party A’s company’s stairs are like climbing a ladder, and rolling down is more exciting than bowling.

   "Drink some sugar water," Ai Hao handed the water to Jiang Yi, squatting beside the sofa and watching her face pale, worried: "Aren't you going to the hospital?"

  Jiang Yi shook his head.

  Ai Hao stood in the office and knocked, then got out of the bathroom and took out a mirror, and put it in front of Jiang Yi: "Look at your face now, it's as pale as a ghost."

  (end of this chapter)