Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 313 Chapter 314: The title is too difficult to think of, give up——

Life is always making choices for various things, and among these choices, actions that violate conscience are indispensable.

In Meng Shu's villa, Wu Jiangbai was sitting by the bed with a book.

Flipping through it casually.

Their original plan was for Wu Jiangbai to hold the last checkpoint, even if Meng Qian's men rushed in.

Wu Jiangbai can still block it.

At this time, the melee dissipated downstairs.

After Wu Jiangbai received the news, he put the book on the table and prepared to get up and leave.

"Fu Xiting asked you to come?" Meng Shu was awake and did not rest.

And all of this was arranged by Fu Xiting.

"Yes," Wu Jiangbai responded.

Meng Shu seemed to be in a hurry: "It's fine if he traps me in this ghostly place, but he wants you to watch over me? Am I a criminal?"

"He Fu Xiting claimed to be a dutiful son, but he was actually a prisoner. He locked his mother in this house so that he could not see the light of day, and he even asked someone to watch and pay attention. In ancient times, this kind of behavior would be soaked in a pig cage. Doesn't he know?"

Wu Jiangbai didn't want to get involved in other people's mother-child affairs, but when it comes to this, Wu Jiangbai accompanied Fu Xiting all the way to crawl here. He knows better than anyone else what kind of life he lived and what path he took: "Fu Does Madam think she is innocent? Under the torrent of history, no one who has paid the price is innocent. If Fu Dong died young one day, it must be the credit of your Meng family. Both of you brothers and sisters are innocent. If you want to kill Director Fu, don't you think how difficult it is for Director Fu?"

"Questions? Parents love their children for far-reaching considerations. Are you worthy? You ask yourself, ask yourself Mr. Fu, what have you done for him? In your heart, you think that Mr. Fu should treat you well, and you deserve it. Hello, the purpose of his existence in this world is to provide you with value, if he can’t provide you with any value, you can’t wait for him to die.”

"You only want to live the life of your love, you never thought about how difficult your son's life is."

Wu Jiangbai glanced at Meng Shu, turned and left, leaving her a handsome back.

Walking downstairs, looking at Wen Qi, he warned: "Recently the situation is tense, Wen Butler must perform his duties well, and he must do something to repay Mr. Fu after accepting Mr. Fu's kindness."

Wen Qi endured Wu Jiangbai's anger, stood aside, lowered his head and dared not speak.

Fu Xiting came out of the airport and did not go to Meng's house on the grounds that he was unwell.

Instead, go straight to Yu Garden.

When the Yuyuan guards saw Fu Xiting, they were overjoyed.

Hastily opened his mouth and welcomed the person in.

"Sir," Suxin felt tears rolling in her eyes when she saw Fu Xiting.

It can be seen that Fu Xiting felt a little unlucky again, so he held back alive.

"How is the lady?"

"Woke up in the morning, and fell asleep again now."

"Is the fever gone?"

"Retired, it means that people have no energy."

When Wen Sirui and Qian Xingzhi, who were guarding Jiang Yi on the second floor, heard Fu Xiting's voice, they rushed towards the stairs.

Seeing Fu Xiting for the first time, although this man is as handsome as ever, the dusty look in his eyes can't stop him.

If a person walks through a catastrophe.

The way he sees the world is different.

Fu Xiting hurried upstairs, stood in front of the two, and said in a deep tone that it was hard work.

Wen Sirui took a step forward and wanted to say something, but what he was about to say was stopped by Qian Xingzhi.

Half dragged and half dragged her away from the stairs.

The entire second floor was left to the couple.

"What are you doing?" Wen Sirui yelled at him while standing under the eaves of Yu Garden.

"Chairman Fu didn't come back, that's why he didn't come back. No matter what we say or do, we are all devoted to Jiang Yi and help the husband and wife unanimously to the outside world. Now, how to deal with this matter is a matter between their husband and wife. Anything you say now will shake their determination to deal with this matter. You and I are both outsiders and subordinates. Do a good job and hand over her In the hands of the next person, our task will be completed."

"I haven't rested for several days, go home and rest!" Qian Xingzhi finished speaking and was about to pull her away.

And when Wen Sirui was dragged away from the corridor by him, he shouted dissatisfiedly: "Did Jiang Yi teach you to abide by the work rules so much?"

Qian Xingzhi walked for a while, looked back at Wen Sirui, and sneered, "Jiang Yi? She doesn't deserve it."

Wen Sirui: ...

"She doesn't deserve it, why do you follow her?"

"Because I have no better choice."

Qian Xingzhi answered her question seriously.

Wen Sirui looked at Qian Xingzhi as if he wanted to understand him thoroughly: "I wrote a composition when I was in high school, and the name of the protagonist in the composition is the same as yours."

"He was a soldier, a peacekeeping officer who led the way to the brink, and a hero."

"Are you him?"

When Qian Xingzhi heard this sentence, he was shocked for a long time and couldn't calm down. He didn't seem to think that after he left this country for so many years, there were still people who could remember him.

But this kind of shock can't be shown, he is now a fugitive, a fugitive with no name and identity.

The less people know who he is, the better.

This day Wen Sirui said again: "He is my idol."

The word "idol" is like several mountains pressing on his shoulders.

He didn't expect that a person like him would be called someone else's idol.

A person like him who has lived such a bad life has fans.

"Do you think I am?" Qian Xingzhi asked back.

Wen Sirui didn't speak, it's impolite to say yes or no at a time like this.

So, she compromised and said: "Whether it is or not, you have something worth learning from me."

"Go back!"

Qian Xingzhi interrupted the conversation between the two, turned around and went back to the annex, regardless of whether Wen Sirui was standing behind him or not, looking at him.

In the bedroom, when Jiang Yi woke up in a haze, she thought she would see Wen Sirui, but she didn't expect that it was Fu Xiting who was leaning on the chair to catch sleep when she opened her eyes.

The man is still wearing a shirt, but what is different from the past is that his body is more tired, and this tiredness oozes from the inside out.

Fu Xiting seemed to have experienced a fierce fight, which required all his energy. At this time, he was like a sleeping tiger.

The fierce battle in Southeast Asia for several days cost him half his life, and the high-intensity strategy and battle of wits seemed to have pulled his shin.

So much so that the formerly high-spirited man actually leaned on the chair and fell asleep at this time.

After more than a year of marriage, Jiang Yi has never seen each other.

Such a startled person, Jiang Yi stared at him for a long time but no one opened his eyes.

Although people who have been lying down for a long time are awake, their health is not as good as before.

She turned over slightly, and a rapid cough sounded instantly.

The person who closed his eyes and rested his mind was awakened in an instant, Fu Xiting suddenly leaned over and sat on the edge of the bed, gently following Jiang Yi's back.

Jiang Yi coughed and kept moving his hands.

"feel better now?"

Until the coughing gradually stopped, the man's faint inquiry sounded in Jiang Yi's ear.

After a while, she slowly sat up from the bed, leaned on the edge of the bed and wanted to go to the bathroom.

Fu Xiting stepped over and carried her to the bathroom.

He thought that Jiang Yi would struggle and would not want to touch him, but he didn't.

Her calmness gives the impression that they haven't had any fights, nor have they disagreed over anything

It was as if everything that had happened not so long ago had been a dream.

does not exist at all.

It is his imagination and fantasy.

In the bathroom, Jiang Yi sat on the toilet to meet her physical needs, while Fu Xiting stood at the door with her back to her.

This is everyday.

After Jiang Yi solved it, he flushed the toilet.

Only then did Fu Xiting turn around and help Jiang Yi go to the bedroom.

"Suxin made porridge, let them bring it up?"

Jiang Yi said lightly and said yes.

"Let them clean the room," Jiang Yi said in a hoarse voice.

It seemed like someone who had slept for a long time without speaking.

Fu Xiting followed her wishes and called Suxin to clean the bedroom.

Jiang Yi went to the small living room on the second floor and sat down. Fu Xiting pushed the porridge brought by Suxin to him.

Lean meat porridge, minced meat was almost invisible, but Jiang Yi could still smell it. When the person who had been lying for a long time suddenly smelled the smell of meat, he felt that something was overwhelming his stomach.

Jiang Yi sat on the sofa, staring at the bowl of porridge in front of her and was silent for a moment.

About ten seconds later, when Fu Xiting was about to ask her what was wrong, Jiang Yi got up and rushed to the bathroom.

The sound of retching broke through the sky.

Fu Xiting panicked, and so did Suxin.

He reached out to put the things on the coffee table on the tray and handed them to the servants, and opened the ventilation system of the room to disperse the smell.

"Yiyi," Fu Xiting's soft-spoken call made Jiang Yi's already bewildered mind seem to be suddenly occupied by mosquitoes.

One sound after another came one after another.

Fu Xiting seemed to be suffering from aphasia, as if he could only speak these two words, calling out one after another, which made Jiang Yi feel his brain buzzing, as if he was about to explode.

Ever since, the person who was vomiting didn't care if there was any filth on his body, he stretched out his hand and pushed Fu Xiting out of the bathroom.

When the bathroom door slammed shut, Fu Xiting's voice stopped abruptly.

The man stood at the door, looking at the closed door, his words stopped in his throat.

This door is not only isolated from Jiang Yi.

It is also this weak relationship between husband and wife.

Jiang Yi's personality is not weak. On the contrary, a girl who sits in that position at a young and vigorous age has an extremely strong personality. If a person who is on the rise does not have some ruthless means, no one will believe it.

She should have been emotional.

She should have questioned him.

At this time, no matter what emotion Jiang Yi brought him, Fu Xiting would gladly accept it.

At this moment, Jiang Yi chose to deal with this matter coldly. What does cold treatment mean? It means that these things will never be resolved.

Stuck there if you can't get up or down, let you go in, but you can't get in; retreat, you can't get out.

That feeling is so uncomfortable.

It's like a thorn stuck in your heart, making you unable to breathe.

He didn't know how Jiang Yi would deal with this matter, but at this moment he hoped that Jiang Yi could quarrel with him, make a scene, or even beat people and smash things.

The last thing he wanted to see was Jiang Yi's indifference to this matter.

After the heart-piercing, the heart is as dead as ashes. This feeling is really uncomfortable. What he has experienced personally does not want Jiang Yi to go on this road again.

Knowing that the storm will come, but don't know when it will come.

When Jiang Yi opened the bathroom door, he saw Fu Xiting standing at the door with a gloomy expression.

blocked her way.

Jiang Yi looked up at him: "No?"

The sound of refraining from speaking is very emotionless.

Did Fu Xiting give in?

Not yet.

Instead, he stood in front of Jiang Yi and stared at her: "Lin Qinghe is dead."

Jiang Yi's eyes moved slightly: "And then?"

"Mr. Fu thinks that the death of Lin Qinghe can come to me to claim credit, right?"

"If I want him to die, I'll just kill him. Why bother to find someone who can survive?" Jiang Yi suddenly became emotional, and he roared only two or three sentences, and then coughed again.

She held the door with one hand, and covered her chest with the other, coughing heart-rendingly.

Fu Xiting reached out his hand to help others, but Jiang Yi stretched out his hand and slapped him away: "Don't touch me."

"The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, who do you have any difficulties? Fu Xiting, you boast that you can control the overall situation and control everything in the palm of your hand. From your point of view, you are protecting me, from my point of view. For me, you are the instigator of this matter, planning hard, you know every step I take, you know how hard it is for me to walk this way. Watch me step by step into the deep pit. What's more It's pushing me in step by step, how can you bear it?"

"Sounding high-sounding, I don't want to see me suffer any grievances, but in fact all my grievances were given to me by you. Marriage did not become my safe haven, and neither did you Fu Xiting. All the grievances in my life You brought the storm."

Although Jiang Yi's roar came a bit late, it still came out.

Fu Xiting stood motionless in front of Jiang Yi like a child reprimanded by his parents.

He didn't intend to make any rebuttals for what he did.

Let Jiang Yi stand at the door of the bathroom and scold him.

After Jiang Yi's serious illness, he seemed to have no extra strength to quarrel with Fu Xiting.

She suppressed the anger she was about to get up, slowly closed her eyes, and suppressed the anger burning in her heart: "Go and tie Zhao Ying here."

"We're postponing this matter. Don't worry about it for a while. You need to cultivate now."

Finding Zhao Ying is bound to be another fierce battle, and at this time Jiang Yi is so weak that he seems to be about to fall down at any time.

"You love me right now? Why didn't Mr. Fu feel sorry for me when he plotted against me?"

Jiang Yi looked so much like a picky person, every word he said at this moment wished he could turn a knife into Fu Xiting.

"I have an unspeakable secret, meaning."

"I can't understand your unspeakable secrets. If you don't tell me those things, besides the so-called unspeakable secrets, Mr. Fu also has distrust of me."

"Your tragedy lies in the fact that you have the opportunity to let me fight against foreign enemies with you, but you push me to a passive position and become someone else's bargaining chip."

"Seeing me being pinned down and rubbed against the ground, they still come to me to sell some unspeakable character designs."

　Finally finished writing, I'm going to brush Li Jiaqi la la la la la~~~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)