Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 26 026: My Personality Split?

Jiang Yi lazily took care of Jiang Si, packed his bag and prepared to leave.

As soon as he reached the front door, Jiang Si grabbed his arm.

"We are a family after all. Is this how you treat your sister?"

Jiang Yi glanced lightly at Jiang Si grabbing her hand. On the surface, it looked like she was grabbing, but in fact her nails were all dug into her arm.

"I dislocated my arm a few days ago and you went to the hospital to see me. Why did you rush up to catch me today? Is it because I'm afraid that I'll recover too soon? Is it because of my sister? Do I want to remind everyone around you to stay away from me?" Stay away, after all, you are a person who can even plot against your own sister."

Jiang Yi's voice is not loud, but it can be heard by everyone.

Everyone was a little stunned.

Staring at the two sisters, I don't know what kind of medicine is being sold in everyone's gourd.

"Jiang Si, what are you doing?" Zuo Fei rushed over and pulled Jiang Si's arm away.

"Jiang Yi is even engaged, why is she still hooking up with you?"

Jiang Yi listened to Jiang Si's words, smiled coldly, reached out and picked up the sleeve of his cardigan, and the fingerprints on it came into everyone's eyes.

She rolled up her sleeves and put her arms in the eyes of others in the classroom.

"Calling my sister, but actually being cruel? Jiang Si, you are really kind."

In the classroom, everyone understands.

To put it bluntly, those who can enter Capital University will not be people without brains.

Jiang Yi's move is undoubtedly to let everyone see Jiang Si clearly.

Some people chatted with each other.

Jiang Si felt awkward on his face.

"You also spread the word about my relationship with Zuo Fei, right?"

"You don't spout blood."

Jiang Yi slowly put down her sleeves, and smiled lightly: "If you say no, then it's not."

this method,

The former Jiang Yi was absolutely unable to do it. How could she openly show her pain to others?
But now, it's different.

Jiang Si wanted to fight with Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi's expression that I looked down on you and didn't bother to talk to you made Jiang Si feel ashamed.

She was just about to chase her out, but Zuo Fei blocked her way.

"Zuo Fei, what do you want to do?"

"Everyone knows something well, but you deny it doesn't mean that everyone doesn't know."

"What's your business?"

Zuo Fei stared at Jiang Si: "When you spread rumors about me, why didn't you think about whether I have nothing to do with it?"

"Such a scheming whore?" Someone in the crowd sneered and sneered.

"There are so many whores in the art department!" At the end of the classroom, a short-haired girl suddenly said this.

A few scattered people in the classroom knew that this person's boyfriend had just been snatched away by someone from the art department, so there was a reason for this sentence.

Jiang Yi left early today, but he didn't know that in the future and for a long time, the two became close friends walking side by side.

Returning to Yu Garden, she went into the house and changed her shoes.

Yesterday they were uniform blue woven slippers, but today they have become a pair of pink and representative plush slippers. No need to think about it, she also knows that the servant arranged it deliberately, but she didn't want to guess why it was arranged deliberately.

In most homes, the host's slippers and the guest's slippers can be seen at a glance. Yesterday she was a guest, but today she is the host?
"I'm sorry," she called out to stop Suxin when she was about to go upstairs.

"Miss Jiang, please tell me."

"I need povidone iodine."

Su Xin was taken aback, and her sense of vigilance rose instantly: "Miss Jiang is injured? Do you need a doctor?"

"A little injury, I can take care of it myself, or you can tell me where the iodophor is, and I'll get it myself." The first sentence was a notification, but the latter sentence obviously didn't have much thought to deal with Su Xin's inquiry.

Jiang Yi's temperament is different from Fu Xiting's, this is Suxin's conclusion in just a few days.

The former is good at proving the original with reason and evidence. In the words of the old man: answer every question, but answer no more than three.

As for Mr. Fu, he probably has been in control of the group for a long time, and has developed a temperament that does not allow others to comment.

If these two people really want to compete in the future, Mr. Fu may not be the winner.

Just as Jiang Yi went upstairs with iodophor, Fu Xiting returned home.

When Su Xin handed over the slippers, she looked at the person who wanted to speak but didn't know how to speak, looking in a dilemma.

"Is something wrong?"

"Miss Jiang just came back to get iodophor, and asked her where she was hurt, but didn't elaborate."

Fu Xiting was wiping his hands with a hot towel. Hearing Suxin's words, his hands froze.

Three or five minutes later, the man knocked on Jiang Yi's door.

The sudden interruption caused Jiang Yi's hand, which was wiping iodophor, to tremble, and she casually uttered an obscenity: "Fuck!!!"

"Who's there?" She raised her voice and asked.

Fu Xiting's voice was low, and he responded through the door: "Me."

Jiang Yi was silent for a moment, and the person who was about to get up and open the door sat down again, reached out and picked up a cotton swab to wipe the wound Jiang Sikou had left, and shouted: "Mr. Fu, please wait a moment."

Fu Xiting's complexion was cloudy and uncertain, and Jiang Yi was No.1 who made him respond through the door panel.

Jiang Yi was still the one who asked him to stand at the door and wait.

A moment later, when Fu Xiting was getting impatient, Jiang Yi opened the door.

Fu Xiting's eyes swept over her body, his eyes darkened slightly, he could only smell the smell of iodophor but did not see the wound: "Are you injured?"

"A little injury."

"Where's the injury?" Fu Xiting spoke in a blunt manner, without any intention of caring about others.

Jiang Yi looked at him and fell silent.

"Mr. Fu's original intention should not be to care about me, but that he doesn't want me to cause you trouble, right?"

Fu Xiting did not deny it.

But he was surprised that a mere Jiang Yi could see his mind so thoroughly.

"Why should Ms. Jiang use her own thoughts to speculate on a person!"

Fu Xiting reached out to hold her uninjured arm, and pushed up the sleeve of her cardigan, without seeing the wound.

Immediately, the person who was going to pick up her second hand froze in mid-air, perhaps because she felt that her arm had been dislocated for a few days and could not be touched. "Are you masturbating yourself or am I?"

Jiang Yi was surprised to see Fu Xiting's cautiousness, so he reached out and picked up his sleeve without saying anything.

A pinch wound is compared with other injuries.

"You pinched yourself?"

Jiang Yi: ... "Do I have a split personality? Pinching myself?"

Fu Xiting was silent: ... "Miss Jiang gave me the impression that she is not the kind of person who can suffer a lot."

"Some people say that I have hard bones, but I'm still engaged to you."

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand and put down his sleeves. Discussing the details of life with someone like Fu Xiting is like telling a pig whether you are eating Japanese food or Korean food today.
"You go to work."

Fu Xiting felt that these words were a little harsh, but he didn't know where the harshness was.

It was only after many years that I found out that every word Jiang Yi said, whether you are busy first or you go to work, is to tell him to get out of here.

(End of this chapter)