Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 213 Chapter 213

Si Bai shook his head, he didn't expect it.

Fu Dong, who has always been cool, also has this day.

This is really just being pinched and rubbed in the hands.

"Tell me the address of the hotel."

Si Bo paused his cigarette-lighting hand: "What do you want?"

Fu Xiting asked back: "What do you think?"

"Let me remind you, although you don't like the Lin family, but you don't deny that Lin Han can still say a few words in the capital, and you and Lin Jingzhou are also classmates. If there is a big trouble, someone else will be better."

"Do you think I will give others a good chance?" Fu Xiting opened his lips lightly.

The tone is full of dominance.

Si Bai raised his hand and took a puff of cigarette: "You can figure it out yourself, if something really happens, I can take advantage of it anyway."

When Fu Xiting went out of the shower, he saw Jiang Yi lying on the bed with his mobile phone and browsing the forum.

"looking at what?"

"School forum," Jiang Yi said lightly.

"See what's the point?"

Jiang Yi thought for a while: "I should be pretty good, otherwise why are so many people jealous of me?"

Fu Xiting: ...

The man lifted the quilt and went to bed, a faint sneer came from his throat, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt on La Jiangyi's body: "Go to sleep! Anything can come true in dreams."

"Will there be a second husband in my dream? I want to enjoy the blessing of being equal."

Fu Xiting paused when he withdrew his hand.

The gaze staring at Jiang Yi was a little cold.

The mobile phone, the man reached out and took her mobile phone away, and threw it on the bench at the end of the bed, covering it with his thin lips.

The generous palm pressing the back of her head was irresistible.

Jiang Yi dodged several times, but finally failed to escape Fu Xiting's palm.

Some people are having a spring night, while others are tossing and turning in the streets of foreign countries.

Lin Jingzhou was disturbed by that photo of Fu Xiting.

His whole body seemed to be squeezed by something, and it was difficult to breathe.

The person leaning against the bed was smoking a cigarette. When he raised his hand, the phone rang. He reached for it happily, but when he picked it up, he found that it was Zhao Ying's phone, and immediately threw the phone back.

It's really not something to be happy about when all the expectations are in vain.

The next morning, when Jiang Yi woke up, Fu Xiting was no longer beside him.

He just waited a while panting at his feet.

Jiang Yi put on her clothes and went downstairs, and saw Fang Chi standing beside Fu Xiting: "It's done!"

"What's all right?"

Fu Xiting looked back and saw Jiang Yi coming down, and pulled his thin lips lightly: "The gift is ready, it's in the reception room on the first floor, go and have a look."

Fu Xiting's statement that the gift is ready is clearly perfunctory.

But Jiang Yi didn't want to delve into this matter.

In the early morning of July 7, Singapore.

When Lin Jingzhou drove out of the hotel in the morning to go to work, a car accident happened on the road.

Three vehicles collided in succession, and no one was injured, but the subsequent processing work was enough to make him burnt out.

"Lin Fan, our trip always feels like we've run into a ghost. It's very evil."

Lin Jingzhou glanced over it leisurely, without saying a word, but it didn't mean that he disagreed with the meaning of this sentence.

Lin Jingzhou looked at the situation in front of him and sighed: "Let's deal with it first!"

Lin Jingzhou felt that this matter had something to do with Fu Xiting, but at this moment he couldn't go back.

By the roadside, Lin Jingzhou called his secretary Tian Lang, asking him to keep an eye on Fu Xiting's marriage.

Then he made a tentative call to his father.

Lin Han was still a little confused when he received the call: "Aren't you busy at this point?"

"Take a moment, has Mr. Fu's invitation come down?"

"Not yet, it will probably take a few days."

Lin Han was puzzled: "Why do you ask this matter?"

Lin Han suddenly thought of the scandals between Lin Jingzhou and Jiang Yi: "Be sober, you can't touch Fu Dong's women."

"I know," Lin Jingzhou hung up the phone without giving Lin Han a chance to speak.

On July 7, Fu Xiting took Jiang Yi with him when he went out in the morning.

I don't want Jiang Yi to have a chance to contact Meng Shu.

"Follow me to the company or go back to Jiang's house?"

Jiang Yi sat in the back seat and thought for a while: "Let's go to the Jiang family!"

"Why are you so good today?" Jiang Yi was a little surprised, and sent her back to Jiang's house, which was really not Fu Xiting's style.

"I'm afraid you'll call and scold me."

When Fu Xiting spoke seriously, Fang Chi couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Jiang Yi: ……….
"You might as well say openly that your mother will torture me."

Fu Xiting didn't bother with Jiang Yi about this, and handed her a document in his hand: "The design of the wedding scene, see if there is anything you want to change."

Jiang Yi casually flipped through the simple and elegant Korean wedding, blue and white tones.

"pretty good."

"It's not good enough without compliments, call back and let them do it again," Fu Xiting took the document in her hand and threw it on the co-pilot. Obviously, let Fang Chi handle this matter.

Jiang Yi pursed her lips, and wanted to speak, but thought, why doesn't Fu Xiting bother her to speak?

When returning to Jiang's house, as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Zuo Fei and his mother sitting in the living room. The three of them met each other's eyes.

"Yiyi is back? I made an appointment with your mother to go to the spa together."

Wan Xin's gentle words made Jiang Yi hook her lips.

"It's okay, you go."

"I went to visit Mr. Lin yesterday, and he said that you are going to change your major?"

Jiang Yi nodded and answered Zuo Fei's question: "I have this idea."

"But isn't your dream to become an artist?" Zuo Fei asked eagerly.

"Dreams are subject to change, Zuo Fei," Jiang Yi said, so that Wan Xin and Zuo Fei were facing each other, with a gentle tone of voice.

Wan Xin's eyes moved over the two, and it could be seen that the relationship between the two was not as good as before.

"Yiyi is right. No one likes something forever. How about we go out together today? It just so happens that we haven't had dinner together for a long time."

Facing Wanxin's invitation and Yi Tian's early arrangement, Jiang Yi did not refuse. The group of people walked to the spa, and there was a coffee shop opposite the single-family villa. kill time.

"Don't you think about it?"

"What are you thinking about!" Jiang Yi handed the menu to the waiter.

"I'm worried that you will regret it later," Zuo Fei looked at Jiang Yi worriedly.

"Don't worry, I won't tell you if I regret it." Jiang Yi casually took a sip of the warm water in front of him, his lazy posture was a bit unattainable and arrogant.

Zuo Fei looked at Jiang Yi, pursed his thin lips tightly, and did not hide his inner struggle.

"No matter who occupies someone else's body, isn't it the first thing to bear the brunt of helping the person who leaves realize their dreams? You can pursue your own dreams, but you can't overturn the efforts of others over the past ten or 20 years. Jiang Yi, you are you, But you're not you."

Zuo Fei's words were filled with forbearance, he was still stuck in the time when Jiang Yi wanted to stand on the international stage.

Completely ignoring that Jiang Yi at this time is no longer Jiang Yi.

Zuo Fei's words are very lethal.

Jiang Yi had to deny it.

Neither Fu Xiting nor Lin Jingzhou has this ability.

But every word uttered by this boy who claims to understand Jiang Yi is full of thorns.

Jiang Yi leaned on the chair with her arms folded and stared at him.

Zuo Fei looked at her word by word and spoke earnestly with jealousy: "You don't know who you are, you don't have any right to edit other people's dreams."

"She's dead," Jiang Yi stared at Zuo Fei with a firm tone, giving off an irrefutable sense of aloofness.

"You didn't save her, so she died, do I need to remind you? You don't take care of it when you should take care of it, and you act as a good person when you don't take care of it? Whose dream are you defending? Are you defending her? Is it a dream or to make yourself feel better?"

Jiang Yi put the water glass on the table and looked at Zuo Fei, her eyes were a little aggressive, she looked at Zuo Fei and said clearly.

The girl's slender fingertips tapped on the table, and the nails thumped when they touched the wooden board.

"Don't come to me and pretend to be a Bodhisattva. Unless you can make me rich, I really have no interest in your remarks."

"Jiang Yi———."

"Zuo Fei, if you can make me feel happy and provide me with some useful value, I'd like to chat with you. If you pretend to be a millionaire, come to me and pretend to be the Virgin Mary , please go as far as you want, I have no interest in you."

After Jiang Yi finished speaking, she just wanted to get up.

When I glanced over from the corner of my eye, I saw the child standing by the side of the street.

Mo Yang, who is five or six years old, is thin and small, wearing a hat.

At first glance, he looked like a kid wandering out of a rich family.

Jiang Yi stared at the person, and suddenly remembered Fu Xiting's words: "It doesn't matter whether you live or die."

She took out her mobile phone and took a picture and sent it to Fu Xiting with the address.

"You wait for me here, my mother and the others are out, please call me."

"Where are you going?" Zuo Fei saw that Jiang Yi was about to leave, and hurriedly stood up.

Jiang Yi threw it away with one sentence: "It has nothing to do with you."

Zuo Fei watched Jiang Yi leave, and then saw her squatting beside a child through the glass of the cafe.

On this side, Fu Xiting was discussing work matters with several vice presidents, and the person who received Jiang Yi's text message felt a little glaring for some reason.

A phone call was thrown to Fang Chi.

Jiang Yi led people into the coffee shop, sat at another table and ordered a dessert for the child.

The child stared at Jiang Yi cautiously, a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to make a move.

Jiang Yi raised his chin: "I saved you last time, did you forget? I'm not a bad person, eat it!"

The child's round eyes looked at Jiang Yi and nodded, and then he started to eat.

Zuo Fei walked up to Jiang Yi, looking at the child in front of her in surprise: "Whose child?"

Jiang Yi hugged his chest with one hand and scratched his head with the other, and frowned impatiently at Zuo Fei.

"Did you eat too much salt in the morning?"

"What do you mean?"

"Nosy? I've already said that about you, why are you meddling in your own business?"

Zuo Fei: .
Jiang Yi's patience with people is graded.

Like Fang Chi who is obedient and playful, she is naturally willing to stay with them, but for Zuo Fei who pretends to be the Virgin Mary, she really has no mood to waste extra expressions with them.

As soon as Jiang Yi's face turned cold, the eyes of the child sitting in front of him became a little submissive, and all the spoons he picked up were placed on the table.

Jiang Yi looked at it, but didn't feel distressed.

It seems quite expected.

A person who has been guarded from birth will naturally have some defects in character.

Jiang Yi sighed and looked at the child: "Eat!"

Zuo Fei, who was ignored, stood aside with a rather helpless expression.

It seemed that Jiang Yi's temper would change so drastically.

After a while, Fang Chi came.

When I saw Jiang Yi sitting with the child, my heart skipped a few beats.

As soon as the child saw Fang Chi was like a frightened bird, he quickly climbed off the chair and hugged Jiang Yi's thigh, shaking with fright.

"Let's go! Go home," Fang Chi held out his hand to the child.

The child grabbed Jiang Yi's arm with great force, and the nails that hadn't been trimmed for a long time seemed to be caught in her flesh.

Jiang Yi glanced down, reached out and grabbed the child's wrist and pulled him away: "When the family comes, follow them back!"

Jiang Yi could tell that the child resisted Fang Chi.

But helplessly, she doesn't have the heart of a bodhisattva, and she doesn't intend to waste her lover for an irrelevant person.

Fang Chi watched Jiang Yipa pull the child's hand away, and naturally saw the nail prints on her arm.

I wanted to say something, but I held back.

"Do you know who that kid is?"

As soon as Fang Chi left, the position opposite was occupied by someone.

Jiang Si and Xu Song sat across from each other, and the two looked down at her.

Jiang Yi had a headache. Looking at the pair of sisters in front of her, she always felt that they were here to insult her.

"It is rumored that Chairman Fu has an illegitimate child, and you are going to marry him, don't you know?"

Jiang Si looked at Jiang Yi with gloating eyes.

"Oh," Jiang Yi responded lightly: "And then?"

"What's the point?"

"Is he not good enough for me?"

Jiang Si was choked up by Jiang Yi and glared at her angrily.

"who do you think You Are?"

Even if Fu Xiting has ten or eight illegitimate children outside, isn't it more than enough to match Jiang Yi?
"Yeah, who do you think you are?" Jiang Yi threw back Jiang Si's words.

That indifferent attitude made Jiang Si a bit afraid to build momentum, after all, she had suffered too many times in Jiang Yi's hands.

"Jiang Yi, what are you proud of? To put it bluntly, aren't you still a person who was abandoned by the family and sent out to marry? Who do you think you are?"

"If I was abandoned, I could become the richest man's wife. You guys are out of luck."

"Aren't you envious? Director Fu also bought me a suite. Oh, by the way, Director Fu transferred [-] million pocket money to me yesterday! Let me show you."

Jiang Yi took out her mobile phone and fiddled with it. Fortunately, she didn't delete the bank text message, so she clicked on it and handed it to the two of them.

"The older you are, the older you are. It's not unbearable. Just give the money freely. Your parents are not so generous, are they?"

"Can you show some face?" Xu Song's eyes staring at the phone began to darken, and his face became more colorful.

Jiang Yi dragged his chin and looked at the two: "No, what should I do?"

"I want to show you off the bag that Director Fu bought for me!" She pointed to the bag on the chair next to her: "Did you see it? It's not expensive, right? It's only about 100 million."

(End of this chapter)