Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 35 035: To please the living

The human body is conscious and has memory.

For a period of time in Jiang Yi's life, he spent with the owner of this voice.

The two people's familiarity with each other is beyond simple words.

But she never expected to see him on this occasion.

Jiang Yi trembled all over, and when he suddenly looked sideways at Fu Xiting, his eyes were too empty to retract, and Fu Xiting caught him at the first glance.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not a single word was spoken, but the strength in his hand was heavy.

It seems to be reminding Jiang Yi not to forget what he promised him.

"720 million," Jiang Yi bid.

"730 million," the other party bid.

"740 million," Jiang Yi bid.

"750."

When Jiang Yi was about to bid, Fu Xiting's hand on her waist tightened suddenly, as if he wished he could grab a piece of her waist directly.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's not that I don't have money, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Yi wandered back and forth in the struggle and entanglement.

Her original intention was not to antagonize the person behind her, but at this moment, every word of Fu Xiting was threatening.

"1000."

Jiang Yi slowly raised the placard, pushing the price to a new climax.

The voice behind him stopped abruptly, and Jiang Yi didn't dare to look back.

He only dared to stare at the host on stage, watching her make a final decision. In the end, this emerald fell into Fu Xiting's hands.

The end of the auction is the banquet, and a group of people moved to the banquet hall.

Jiang Yi took Fu Xiting's hand, and walked forward slowly without losing his mind.

"Fu Dong's reputation as a philanthropist is really well-known." Lin Qinghe was naturally happy when he saw an emerald was sold for a sky-high price, and rushed to exchange cups with Fu Xiting.

"The title of philanthropist is just given by others, why does Mr. Lin make fun of me?"

"The eyes of the masses are discerning, Fu Dong should not be reserved."

"However, although Director Fu has become a philanthropist, he will bear the reputation of tearing up the mandarin ducks."

"Oh?" Fu Xiting didn't seem to understand, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lin Qinghe glanced behind him, as if he was looking for someone: "The one who was comparing prices with Dong Fu just now is Jiang Fu Jiang Pan's fiancé. Since Jiang Pan passed away, Lin Jingzhou has been sorting out Jiang Pan's belongings. Today, Dong Fu is here. Love is taken from the hand of man."

Fu Xiting slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Really? I'm really sorry."

Lin Qinghe and Fu Xiting didn't talk for a long time, but there was an endless stream of people who came to Fu Xiting because of his fame.

Seeing the woman next to Fu Xiting, he nodded and questioned at most, but immediately afterwards, he talked with Fu Xiting.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Jiang Yi's faint voice sounded beside her, Fu Xiting nodded slowly, and let go of her waist.

Jiang Yi broke away from the crowd and went to the bathroom.

She sat on the toilet in the bathroom, bent slightly, covering her face to digest those emotions.

She originally thought that she could face everything calmly, but it turned out that when those old events and old people appeared in front of her eyes, all her emotions would suddenly collapse.

Make her crumble.

Want to cry but can't cry.

Without this accident, she and Lin Jingzhou should be able to enter the palace of marriage.

But at this time, there is no if.

If she died, she would die, but she was allowed to live like this, watching the people around her suffer.

This kind of torture and suffering is more terrible than death.

"Who was the one who was chasing after Mr. Fu just now? I don't seem to have seen him before."

"It's normal if you haven't seen it before, but he is a celebrity in the translation department, a top translator in the world, and the youngest deputy minister of the translation department of the Presidential Palace."

"It is said that if Lin Qinghe retires, it will be him."

"Isn't this the year when Lin Qinghe retired?"

"So! He is a star in the sky, not something we mere mortals can see."

"The scenery is as beautiful as the moon, gentle and elegant, and strangely beautiful."

"It's useless to look good. His fiancée just passed away."

"what?"

"Jiang Fu, the international negotiator, is his fiancée, the last disciple of our professor."

"Oh my God----."

Jiang Yi sat in the toilet in the bathroom, listening to the girls chatting outside.

The inner torment and struggle became more and more intense as the two talked.

After a long time, Jiang Yi left the bathroom and found Fu Xiting.

The man stared at her a little more inquiringly.

It seemed that he could see through the forbearance in her eyes at a glance, but the man didn't say much, but turned his gaze back lightly.

At the end of the banquet, Fu Xiting smelled of alcohol all over his body.

Jiang Yi stood beside him, not as agile as when he first came, but more silent.

"Mr. Fu."

When he was about to get in the car, the door of a black Mercedes-Benz beside him was pushed open.

When the man's slender figure appeared in front of Jiang Yi, she felt her breathing stopped.

The eyes looking at Lin Jingzhou were sparkling.

The man is facing the wind in Yushu. He is dressed in the work clothes of the translation department and has not had time to change on his body. A pair of gold-framed eyes rests on the bridge of his high nose. He is gentle and warm.

He is different from Fu Xiting.

The aura of businessmen and scholars can be seen at a glance.

"Lin Fan," Fu Xiting seemed to know him, and nodded indifferently.

"There is something I would like to ask Fu Donggao to raise his hand," Lin Jingzhou went straight to the point.

Fu Xiting's thin lips were shallow, as if he didn't know why Lin Jingzhou came here today.

"The emerald that Dong Fu arranged today is a relic of my fiancée, I would like to ask Dong Gao to give it to me."

Fu Xiting looked at Lin Jingzhou, and there was a moment of silence.

With a cigarette in his hand, the man lightly lit it in mid-air: "It stands to reason that I should be the beauty of an adult."

Although Lin Jingzhou didn't have much contact with Fu Xiting, he knew enough about what kind of person Fu Xiting was.

This man has never been merciless when he drastically rectified the company in the mall.

There is no such thing as giving up what you have acquired to others.

Lin Jingzhou knew there was something in his words.

Sure enough, Fu Xiting glanced sideways at Jiang Yi who was standing beside him: "But Lin Fan should also understand me."

"I don't know if this lady can be beautiful as an adult."

Jiang Yihang's hand hanging beside her was slightly bent, she did not expect that Lin Jingzhou's eyes would fall on her.

Jiang Yi's thin lips moved slightly, as if intending to say something,
But at this time, Fu Xiting's cold but ruthless voice sounded slightly beside him: "The man has passed away, why should Lin Fan do it?"

"Why is there so much going on in the world, and why does Mr. Fu need to waste so much time?"

Obviously, Lin Jingzhou knew something.

And these things are enough to make Fu Xiting unhappy.

So, the man lighted the cigarette ash, and said in a cool voice, "Lin Fan just took it to commemorate the dead, and I used it to please the living. I'm sorry Fu can't fulfill Lin Fan's beauty."

　It's another day, la la la la la
　　
　
(End of this chapter)