Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 279 280

Xinbei Road Studio has been getting a lot of limelight recently. Anyone who is in the social circle in the capital probably knows this character. He spends a lot of money and is so arrogant. Even if she doesn't pay much attention to gossip information, she will inevitably hear about it in public places.

It is said that the other party is willing to spend a lot of money to hold an art exhibition for her, even if she invites half of the capital.

Several bigwigs in the art world also became her guests.

This is extremely rare in the capital.

It is also unprecedented.

Therefore, this incident became a joke among people for the first time.

Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting are not people who are willing to waste their time listening to other people's gossip. They don't know that this is normal.

Guo Siqing said: "A painter who just came back from abroad rented the most expensive shop on Xinbei Road and set up a studio. In less than two months, the boss of the Chengwen Group was mesmerized."

Jiang Yi was puzzled: "Doesn't the boss of Chengwen Group have a wife?"

Guo Siqing shrugged: "This is probably the power of love? Not only divorced for her, but also willing to make troubles all over the city for her."

"This kind of soul-stirring vow to eachother is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like me."

When Guo Siqing left, he wanted to go to the tea room to say goodbye to the bosses, but he didn't expect that the bosses came out of the tea room one after another just after opening the door.

"Going?" Wu Jiangbai's eyes fell on Guo Siqing.

The latter nodded: "I'm about to say hello to you and leave."

"That's a good time to go together," Wu Jiangbai and others had a very good relationship with Guo Siqing, but they weren't very close.

Fu Xiting came out slowly behind him, seeing Guo Siqing and Wu Jiangbai talking, he asked lightly: "Is everything at home settled?"

Guo Siqing was stunned, as if he didn't expect Fu Xiting to open his mouth to care about her family affairs: "It's being processed."

Fu Xiting held half a glass of water in his hand, not like clear tea, nor like boiled water, it was slightly colored but very light, the man shook the glass in his hand: "You should continue to suffer from it, and those who decide early will have no regrets. Those who have to do it will never give up, Mr. Guo is a straightforward person at work, if he loses his legs because of family affairs, it will really drop the grade."

Fu Xiting admired Guo Siqing very much.

This kind of appreciation has nothing to do with Jiang Yi.

Even without Jiang Yi's recommendation.

At the age of 35, following him to sweep thousands of troops in the shopping malls, in just a few years, he has established himself in the legal circle of the capital with the momentum of the sea, how many people can do it?
Before Guo Siqing, Dongting Group changed so many managers of the legal department, either because they were unprofessional or because they were driven away because of improper style of work. Only Guo Siqing was the one who stayed.

It is also the one who can win a seat in front of Fu Xiting.

"What Director Fu said is that I will try my best to solve the family affairs as soon as possible," Guo Siqing nodded slightly in response.

Know the meaning of Fu Xiting's words.

Fu Xiting said kindly, and glanced at Wu Jiangbai.

That meant nothing more than signaling them to leave.

The latter responded, looked back at Fu Xiting, and said respectfully: "Then let's go down first."

"Go!" The man raised his chin slightly.

In Vivian's studio, people came over from time to time to take away the dress she had ordered.

Crowded.

The manager downstairs greeted these wealthy ladies with a smile on his face.

When Vivienne came out of the bathroom, she heard shouts from downstairs.

Looking over, I saw someone pointing to the flesh pink backless gauze dress in the center of the studio and yelling: "I want this one."

The manager looked at her apologetically, and told her that this dress had already been ordered, and that the only dresses that could be taken away were the ones on the right side of the studio.

"It's just a studio, and it's not an international big name. What kind of airs are you putting on?"

The woman's voice was disdainful, and there was a strong disdain in every sentence.

Vivienne leaned on the railing and looked downstairs, raised her eyebrows slightly, searching for who this person was in her mind, her tone was quite loud.

"Sorry," the manager apologized politely.

"I said, I want this one, it doesn't matter how much it costs."

Just as the manager was about to persuade her, a hand stretched out from her side and pushed her away: "This one has already been ordered. If you need it, I can ask the owner for you to see if you can buy it at a high price."

"how much is it?"

Vivian's face remained unchanged: "The original price is 300 million, may I ask for you?"

The other party was surprised: "A dress, 1300 million? Are you afraid it is not inlaid with gold?"

Vivienne smiled slightly: "The clothes I designed, the price I set, if someone likes it, and they don't care about the price, if they buy it back, it proves that someone can still afford it. If you are sure you want it, I will call for you?"

"You tell me who bought it first."

"Bo Dong of the Dongting Group," Vivienne replied with a smile.

When Vivienne reported the name of Dongting Group Fu Dong, a person suddenly flashed in that person's mind, a modest gentleman, graceful and self-possessed.

The word Fu Xiting flashed in her mind, and the woman's complexion turned pale for a moment.

Then she looked up at Vivienne: "Why did Director Fu order this dress?"

"He ordered it for his lover, miss? Do you want it? I can try to get it for you."

Vivienne didn't seem to want to let this man go, and started pressing on him step by step.

The other party seemed to know that Fu Xiting was someone who could not be offended, so he pursed his lips, snorted and left.

Vivienne looked at it, folded her hands on her chest, and sneered, feeling bored: "Go and pick up the clothes and send them to Yu Garden."

The manager agreed and turned around to get busy.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Yi tidied herself up and was sitting at the dressing table to apply foundation on her face when Fu Xiting appeared by the door with a glass of lemonade and looked at Jiang Yi with a smiling face.

Jiang Yi stopped his movements and looked at Fu Xiting who was leaning against the door: "What are you carrying?"

Fu Xiting glanced at the cup: "Lemonade."

"Where did it come from?" Jiang Yi had an ominous premonition.

Fu Xiting picked up the cup and took a sip, smiling faintly: "You picked the lemon."

Jiang Yi:.
There is a lemon tree in the yard of Yu Garden, I don’t know what kind it is, the lemon tree next to it all bear fruit in September and October, but it started in July and August.

The harvest is abundant and fruitful every year, but before Jiang Yi came, the role of this lemon tree was only to provide seasonings for the chefs in Yuyuan.

But after Jiang Yi came, this lemon branch no longer had a role as a chef.

Jiang Yi likes to have a glass of lemonade in the morning, and fresh lemons are the best.

Ever since she discovered this lemon tree, she has tried every means to store ingredients for herself. For example, a few days ago, she brought her servants to remove all the lemons, wash them, cut them up, and put them in bottles with honey for storage.

Fu Xiting didn't know about this matter until yesterday when Suxin was packing her things and told the servants to be careful not to break the fruits of the little wife's labor, he only found out when he asked.

The little girl is at it again.

Hiding delicious food and not telling him?
What a little rascal.

"Fu Dong, is the food delicious?"

Fu Xiting nodded slightly: "I like it very much."

"Eat soft rice?"

"The doctor diagnosed it as early as 2007. I have a bad stomach and need to eat something soft."

Jiang Yi: "Which hospital is the doctor? Did you get your doctor's license? Are your eyes normal?"

Jiang Yi asked casually, while gently patting the liquid foundation on his face.

Fu Xiting watched her apply makeup to the mirror, and then watched her pick up the eyebrow pencil and gently outline the peaks of her eyebrows.

So, this person had a whim and thought.

After learning from Zhang Chang in the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, he wanted to give his wife thrush.

But Jiang Yi was not the petite woman of that era. When Fu Xiting was about to move, she leaned back slightly and took the eyebrow pencil from Fu Xiting's hand: "I will do it myself."

The man avoided her sudden movement: "I'll do it."

"It's not that I don't want to let it go, but that I'm extremely worried that Chairman Fu will paint me as Crayon Shin-chan, please? En?"

Jiang Yi persuaded him softly.

Fu Xiting, this person, has shown all kinds of thoughts lately, it's fine to grind him in different ways, and from time to time he pulls him to experience the little fun between husband and wife, and this little fun, Jiang Yi is really afraid to avoid it.

For example, Fu Xiting wants to take her fishing recently.

fishing?

Thank goodness.

In July, I went to the lakeside during the day to become Bao Gong.

Going to the lake to be the mosquito's dinner at night, if she hadn't been too hard-pressed, she would never have done such a thing.

But this person was relentless, and Jiang Yi insisted desperately.

Fortunately, she persisted, otherwise she would not know what she would look like at this moment.

"Everyone has their own strengths. There is really no need for Mr. Fu to embarrass himself in this kind of thing, and I am really afraid."

Seeing Jiang Yi looking at him bitterly, Fu Xiting smiled.

Let him go.

At [-]:[-], the clothes were delivered.

A nude pink gauze skirt is not very grand, it can be worn everyday, it is the most suitable to participate in this kind of art exhibition, this is a skirt that Fu Xiting carefully customized for her, Jiang Yi knows.

Putting on a gauze skirt, Jiang Yi's already white skin was now pink and tender, making people look at it and wish they could bite it off.

It's really delicious.

And Fu Xiting did exactly that.

He put his arms around the man's waist, and gnawed on her neck.

Jiang Yi gasped, and stretched out his hand to push him away: "Fu Xiting, if you dare to leave any marks on me today, I will let you go to the art exhibition alone."

The man stopped.

It was probably frightened by Jiang Yi.

six o'clock.

Xinbei Road was blocked.

It was originally a one-way street, and cars came and went at this moment.

The traffic police command on the road.

And some people are not necessarily willing to listen.

Most of the wealthy families are people who do their own way and only think about themselves.

When Fang Chi drove past, he looked at the blocked road in front of him, feeling a bit embarrassed by the time, and looked back at Fu Xiting.

As we all know, when Fu Xiting goes out every day, in addition to his own car, there are two other cars driving the road.

But today, even one car could not squeeze in, let alone three cars.

"Boss Fu, it's very blocked."

"Pull over, let's walk over," the man said.

Fang Chi glanced at the road conditions: "Go straight for 100 meters, then turn a corner and you will be there."

The husband and wife opened the car door and got out of the car. A man in a black formal suit and a woman in a dress, walking on the zebra crossing will inevitably attract passers-by to turn their heads frequently.

After seeing clearly that this person was Fu Xiting, everyone exclaimed even more.

He wanted to call out, but all the words stopped in his throat.

The words Fu Xiting choked up in her mind and couldn't get rid of them.

By the time he reacted, the person had already walked away.

The man's powerful aura, just looking at him, is enough to make him tremble.

"Is that Fu Xiting?"

After Fu Xiting walked away, some people in the crowd came back to their senses.

"right?"

"Who is that next to him? His wife?"

"Yes."

"I thought that Xiaojia Biyu, the daughter of the Jiang family, would not be able to make it to the stage, but now I see how well-suited she is to Fu Dong?"

"We don't understand the tricks of rich people. A good Xinbei Road was blocked because of an event, and the residents living around us complained. If you have money, why don't you change it to a more open venue?"

Some people exclaimed, and naturally some people complained.

But these complaints are often drowned out in exclamations.

"heard it?"

Jiang Yi heard those words as soon as he walked through the crowd.

Fu Xiting took her hand and walked forward. When there was a crowd coming from the opposite side, the man would take him slightly to the side.

The look of holding her in his arms all the time.

"Some people are happy and others are sad. The law of time has never been the same. Whether there is a traffic jam or not? Whether it creates an imbalance in the hearts of the people has nothing to do with us, because the organizer is not us."

Jiang Yi turned his body slightly, let the person coming from the opposite side pass by, and said as he walked: "I should learn from the heart of Director Fu's not worrying about things that have nothing to do with me."

Fu Xiting let go of her hand, and the person who was holding her hand changed to hug her shoulder: "It's true, there are too few things that a person can manage in this life. If I have the energy, I will take care of what I care about." , instead of taking care of these miscellaneous things that have nothing to do with me."

"Turn right."

"Boss Fu, Mrs. Fu---."

The man's words just fell to the ground.The reporters around the corner rushed out like a swarm.

Fu Xiting quickly hugged Jiang Yi in his arms.

The reporters' long guns and short cannons came up in an instant.

When Fang Chi rushed over with his people, he was startled.

Pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.

It took a lot of hard work to send people to the venue smoothly.

"Fu Dong, Fu Dong, wait for a long time!"

Jiang Yi went in, and Cheng Wen's cheerful voice came.

Fu Xiting's official and polite smile just hung on his face, and his face darkened instantly when he could see the woman beside Cheng Wen.

Fu Xiting, who wanders in the fame and fortune fair, has practiced the ability to hide his emotions and anger for thousands of years.

"It's said that Cheng Dong has found a lovely person. Looking at it this way, he really has a good eye," the man said lazily.

Cheng Wen responded with a smile: "I'm not being modest, it's really good, let me introduce to Chairman Fu, Shiyue."

"Shiyue?" Fu Xiting seemed not to know this person, and slowly read her name.

There is quite a taste of chewing her name between her lips.

"President Cheng's girlfriend?" Fu Xiting's words were the time to ask.

Of course he knew what this sentence meant to Shiyue, and it was precisely because he knew that he asked her knowingly.

When Shiyue heard these words, she felt as if a knife had been inserted into her heart and twisted fiercely.

Fu Xiting is the one holding the knife. At this moment, he will not stab her to death, because that is too kind. He wants to cut her flesh one by one, torture her and humiliate her.

For example, at this moment, Fu Xiting asked Chengwen with unnecessary actions.

"Friend," Shiyue slowly held his lips, and responded to Fu Xiting's question gracefully.

The man's hands on Jiang Yi's back were rubbed slowly, and he looked at Cheng Wen with a shallow smile, as if pointing out: "The morning light and the dawn are drunk in Xinbei, the elegant beauty is so delicate, Cheng Dong, the beauty is here Huai Ke has to hurry up."

Fu Xiting is urging Chengwen in disguise to get Shiyue into his hands as soon as possible.

When Shiyue heard this, she tightened slightly while hanging by her side.

She knew that Fu Xiting hated her and hated her, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

now that------.

Even if her father did something wrong at the beginning, isn't the friendship from her childhood gone?
He knew that she was about to go astray and he could just let her go, but he pushed her into this pit of fire.

This is Fu Xiting.

The man who can stretch his poisonous hand into the hands of a newborn baby.

Cheng Wen responded with a smile: "Yes, yes, what Director Fu said is that I finally met a bosom friend, of course I must hurry up."

confidant?

Fu Xiting laughed.

What a confidant.

"I also want to be like Fu Dong, and get a good man."

As Cheng Wen spoke, he cast his eyes on Jiang Yi and smiled at her.

And the latter responded slightly: "It is said that Miss Shi descended from the Nine Heavens Fairy, President Cheng is really convinced."

The moment Jiang saw October, some strange emotions flashed through her mind. From when Shiyue crashed into a car to when Shiyue found her office, she suddenly felt that this girl was not as simple as she seemed on the surface. It's all in her calculations. Once a person's inherent impression is broken, it is difficult to establish it again.

But what was he planning, Jiang Yi couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Mrs. Fu is ridiculous."

Shiyue responded modestly.

Fu Xiting looked back from the surroundings and slowly landed on Cheng Wen: "Cheng Dong spared no effort to pave the way for Miss Shi. This kind of spirit is really enviable. What does Miss Shi think?"

Jiang Yi could see that Fu Xiting seemed to have a grudge against Shiyue, and every word he said seemed to be leading Shiyue to jump into the pit.

They were all pushing Shiyue towards Chengwen, and this move was exactly as Chengwen intended.

Shiyue avoided it.

She didn't dare to look directly into Fu Xiting's eyes, nor did she dare to answer his questions directly.

"Rare," she thought for a long time before she came up with these two words.

"Since it's rare, Ms. Shi must cherish it, and when the two of you get close, Fu must give you a big gift."

Hearing Fu Xiting's words, Cheng Wen was elated, and patted Fu Xiting's shoulder with a haha ​​laugh.

"Let's go, let's go inside."

Fu Xiting let go of Jiang Yi's hand, glanced at her, Jiang Yi nodded, and he was relieved.

Those who knew knew that Fu Xiting was worried about his lover, but those who didn't know thought it was his wife's strict control.

"Mr. Jiang, I didn't expect us to meet again."

(End of this chapter)