Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 174 174: Too much to drink
Jiang Yi couldn't understand this for a while, whether it was a compliment or what.

That night, Fu Xiting hadn't returned home when Jiang Yi returned to Yu Garden.

Suxin informs that there is an entertainment, and she may stay outside tonight.

If he hasn't come back after twelve o'clock at night, let Jiang Yi go to bed first.

It is probably such a day, it is really rare, when Jiang Yi first heard the news, the corners of his mouth couldn't restrain himself from rising.

Suxin watched, not knowing what to say for a while.

I always feel that the thoughts of the little girl in front of me are far from what they should have in their early twenties.

The message that men are not needed is too obvious.

"Has the little lady had dinner?"

"I want to eat hot pot, can I arrange it?"

Su Xin was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Jiang Yi apologetically.

"Mr. never eats these, so there is no material in the back kitchen. Why don't you make it up today and arrange hot pot tomorrow?"

Jiang Yisi was a little disappointed: "That's it."

"Then it's okay to have something spicy."

On this day, Fu Xiting went out to socialize and did not bring the deputy general secretary with him. He went to battle with Guan Qing, and it was inevitable that people would drink at the wine table.

It is inevitable to drink too much between pushing and drinking.

Some people laughed and ridiculed Fu Dong's marriage. Their doubts were the same as those of everyone else in the world. Don't let so many ladies from wealthy families in the capital go to a female college student who hasn't even graduated from college.

Not to mention whether the three views are in harmony, I am afraid that if we sit together and want to chat in the future, we will not be able to find a topic.

A college student in the art department married a financial predator.

Should we talk about Beethoven, or should we talk about Bill Gates?

Or maybe Fu Dong is practicing art for the sake of his wife, and for the compatibility of husband and wife.

Fu Xiting leaned on the seat and held a cup, listening to the people coming and going and chatting about the things between him and Jiang Yi.

It's not angry.

No matter how you look at the smile on the corner of his lips, he seems to be in a good mood.

At the end, he smiled and answered everyone's doubts: "Wild flowers are beautiful, there is no need for peonies, and the village is full of wine, why do you need green ants."

Everyone was silenced by Fu Xiting's words.

Or helpless, or smile, or shake his head.

Regardless of whether it was a helpless smile or a shake of the head, the final result was that everyone raised their glasses and congratulated Fu Xiting on meeting a beloved man in this life.

For Fu Xiting to say such a thing, this girl must have her own advantages. In this case, no matter whether they are onlookers or spectators, they should not delve into it further.

To delve into it is to offend.

Late at night, a little closer, as usual, Fang Chi took the drunken people to the apartment on the top floor of the company.

But he clearly saw the company's gate, but was ordered by Fu Xiting to turn around and return to Yu Garden.

Fang Chi glanced at the time subconsciously, it was 28:[-] in the morning.

The little lady must have fallen asleep, and now he went back drunk and disturbed people to sleep, and a quarrel was inevitable.

Maybe it will be thrown out.

"Sir, the little lady must be asleep when I go back now."

Fu Xiting was drunk: "I can't go back if she sleeps?"

Fang Chi: .....
If you don't listen to the persuasion, don't listen to the persuasion, anyway, it's not yourself who will be cleaned up at that time.

So he honestly drove back to Yu Garden.

Fang Chi guessed right, Jiang Yi fell asleep.

And he was in a deep sleep.

She didn't wake up when Fu Xiting pushed the door and went in.

But when the man vomited in front of the toilet, she was awakened.

"Who is there?"

Jiang Yi suddenly sat up from the bed, looking in the direction of the bathroom through the faint light.

Fu Xiting's weak voice sounded in the bathroom: "It's me."

Jiang Yi crawled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed: "Aren't you not coming back?"

"Where will I go if I don't come back?"

"Didn't you often not go home before?" Are you pretending to be a good person now?
"Will it be the same before as now?" Fu Xiting drank too much and talked too much.

"Why is it different?"

"I used to be a loner, but now I have a fiancée."

Jiang Yi: …………..
"Then you are quite responsible."

"Better than that ungrateful bastard Lin Jingzhou."

"Then do I still have to praise you?" Jiang Yi sat on the bed and smiled angrily.

You are amazing, no matter how powerful you are, you can only compare with Lin Jingzhou, can you still compare with others?

Jiang Yi really rolled his eyes.

"Pour me a glass of water before you praise me, thank you."

Jiang Yi was speechless: "You are quite polite."

"I won't fall, I will fall by myself."

Fu Xiting put down the toilet lid and sat on it, stretched out his hand and pulled the tie around his neck, and said a little irritably, "I drank too much."

"It's because you drank too much and it's not that you're disabled. Go pour it yourself. You woke me up and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Jiang Yi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and crawled back to the head of the bed with both hands and feet, and threw off the quilt to lie down and go back to sleep.

What about Fu Xiting?

I don't know if I really drank too much or faked it.

He watched Jiang Yi leaning against the toilet when he lifted the quilt and lay down, as if calling a ghost, one meaning to the left and one meaning to the right.

A mournful cry filled the room.

Jiang Yi closed her eyes, her mind was filled with Fu Xiting's voice.

The meaning of that sound is nothing more than that, she can ignore it.

But at last, the dog changed his strategy.

Shouting one after another.

Jiang Yi, who was lying on the bed, was furious with a look of not giving up until he reached his goal.

"Can you shut up?"

Jiang Yi sat up from the bed in a jerk, glaring at Fu Xiting with wide eyes.

The latter shook his head slowly: "I'm not wrong, I just want to drink water."

Jiang Yi: ... "It's not that you drank too much, it's that you're stupid."

"You're right, what's wrong is that I'm a sober person now, why don't I also go down and drink two bottles of wine, and then come up to call your soul with you?"

A good chaebol and a capitalist, now sitting on the toilet like a child asking for candy.

Jiang Yi had no choice but to get up and pour Fu Xiting a glass of water. When he handed it to him, the man didn't bother to stretch out his hand, and started to drink it with a gurgling motion as she handed it over.

Jiang Yi sighed helplessly, and kept telling himself not to argue with a drunkard.

"Yiyi, I'm better than Lin Jingzhou."

When Jiang Yilin was about to turn around and go back to the room, Fu Xiting reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Jiang Yi paused.

"It does not matter."

No matter whether Lin Jingzhou is good or not, it's all in the past tense. She has lived her life again, and she has to look forward. If she blindly stays at the king, it will only make it difficult for her to move forward. And she doesn't want her life to stop here, stop at Fu Xiting His fiancée and Jiang's daughter.

"It's important, and you'll know it later."

Fu Xiting clung to this topic.

He didn't want Jiang Yi to have any feelings or fantasies about Lin Jingzhou.

"You——," Jiang Yi was about to say something, but Fu Xiting stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, followed by the smell of alcohol.

The two sat on the toilet, tossing and turning.

(End of this chapter)