Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 373 Chapter 372: Yi Tian divorced Jiang Ze
That night, Su Xin took Jiang Yi to the villa next to the hospital.

Meng Shu has lived in the villa next to the hospital for a long time, and Su Xin has been looking for a chance to go in, but to no avail.

Fu Xiting is impeccable in this aspect, no matter what method she uses, she can't find a way out.

Now, come with Jiang Yi.

First, I wanted to see Meng Shu.

Secondly, I want to verify whether the relationship between Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi really ends here.

At night, the temperature in the capital dropped sharply.

Jiang Yi stood at the door of the villa, reaching out to wrap his coat around his body.

The hair that fell down was blown away by the wind.

She raised her hands together.

Watching Su Xin go to negotiate with the guard at the gate of the villa like a clown.

She didn't move a muscle.

After a long time, Su Xin's voice gradually became irritable.

And frequently look back at Jiang Yi.

Ultimately, this negotiation ended in failure.

In the house, Meng Shu was sitting in front of the sofa wrapped in a blanket, and Wen Qi told her about the situation outside the courtyard.

As usual, Meng Shu would definitely welcome the Meng family to come.

But since Fu Xiting told her the truth, everything changed.

Or a person is about to die.

I don't want to get involved in the struggle between my mother's family and my son.

"Let them go!"

"By the way, bring a few words to Su Xin."

Wen Qi nodded, put on his coat and went out.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard and looking at the exquisite lady standing outside the house through the iron gate.

When seeing Su Xin for the first time, Wen Qi had a great visual impact.

Once upon a time, Meng Shuyuan was more glamorous than Su Xin, but now.

Meng Shu became a struggling person in the world, while Su Xin was still the glamorous and wealthy wife.

"Mrs. Meng doesn't have to embarrass the guards. I don't want to see you every day."

"Why didn't Xiao Shu see me?" Didn't she greet Meng Shu with a smile when she came to Meng Shu that time?How long has it been?everything changed?

Wen Qi's smile couldn't reach his eyes: "Madam asked me to tell you a few words. She said that in this life, people will eventually pay the price for what they do. She has already paid for it. Next, it's you."

"The ancients have a saying that if you do good deeds and accumulate virtue, your children and grandchildren will be safe. If you do not do good, your children and grandchildren will be cut off. Mrs. Meng, you have struggled for half your life, why bother?"

In an instant, the surrounding air was silent.

The wind stops.

Jiang Yi's twinkling eyes fell on Wen Qi, an old housekeeper in his 50s, who had never been married all his life through the iron gate.

Since she was favored by the Meng family when she was young, she has been by Meng Shu's side ever since.

She is the only one around Shu who can talk,
For so many years along the way, I have become a bystander to witness the overall situation.

Everything is gradually returning to calm amidst unpredictable changes.

"Stolen things cannot last long, Mrs. Meng respects herself."

After saying that, Wen Qi turned and went in.

When he looked back, he swept across Jiang Yi.

A faint glance, hard to ignore.

The gate of the villa opened and closed.

Jiang Yi lowered his head and let out a smirk, the sarcasm was the last straw that crushed his attributes.

Probably Jiang Yi's ridicule is really hard to ignore.

Or maybe Wen Qi's words made her resentful, she turned around, raised her hand and slapped Jiang Yi's face.

"It's your turn to laugh at me as a shabby household who was kicked out?"

Angrily shouted and went to the sky.

Jiang Yi tilted her head, touched her cheek with the tip of her tongue, squinted at her, her clear eyes were like ghost lights in the dark night.

Jiang Yi slowly stood up straight, her eyes fell on Su Xin's hand, sooner or later she would break her claws with her own hands, but today... don't worry!
"Don't Mrs. Meng's hands hurt?"

"Won't people laugh at you if you beat me to a poor household like this?"

"You..." Su Xin was furious, and wanted to be more serious, but Jiang Yi pulled it back.

For a while, he let out half of his breath and died down.

I could only swallow it back abruptly.

After leaving this day, Su Xin went back to Meng's house and threw all the things in the bedroom on the floor like crazy. The matter seemed to be finished, but it didn't happen.

It was clear that everything was about to turn around, but it never occurred to Fu Xiting to draw the bottom line. If they got the [-] billion yuan in that month, they would no longer be short of funds for activities.

But unfortunately, Shiyue didn't get that money.

Meng Qian wanted to touch the flesh in Fu Xiting's hands, but Fu Xiting took precautions.

As a last resort, he joined forces with someone who couldn't make it to the stage, but he didn't expect to be intercepted.

whatever
Meng Shu's rejection became the last straw that crushed them.

It's all over.

Without the support of money, power is a mess, and at the beginning of the year, everything is over.

Her luxurious life and her spot in the spotlight will become a big dream.

Lost to nothing.

As Fu Xiting said, no one will sit in this position forever, but since it is hard to sit on it, one must do good deeds, so as not to come down one day surrounded by enemies.

Their current state is no longer as simple as all enemies.

Meng Qian has offended many people over the years.

If something really happened, the foundation laying of so many years of hard work would come to an end.

……

As soon as Jiang Yi got into the car, Qian Xingzhi turned to look at her with a worried expression.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Yi touched his face: "It's just a slap, not enough."

But she has a way to make her return the slap.

"If Director Fu found out, he would probably cut off her paw."

Jiang Yi leaned back, his long eyelashes narrowed slightly: "This kind of thing still needs Fu Dong to come?"

She already had a hundred ways to kill Su Xin in her mind.

Returning to the villa, Qian Xingzhi entered the room and twisted a hot towel for Jiang Yi: "Apply it to reduce swelling."

Jiang Yi took it and sat on the sofa, thanking him.

Qian Xingzhi glanced at the refrigerator: "Get you something to eat?"

Special treatment in special times, Fu Xiting intentionally let Suxin come over, Jiang Yi didn't want to ruin everything carefully planned by letting people see the clues.

declined the offer.

Wen Ziqi occupied the home field in the past two days.

In the middle of the night, Qian Xingxia had a pot of noodles, and he and Jiang Yi sat in the restaurant and ate a few bites.

When Fu Xiting called, she was leaning on the chair and feeling sick.

"Did you lie down and rest?"

She shook her head gently: "Not yet."

Before the sound came out, Fu Xiting heard the sound of chairs rubbing the floor, followed by the sound of vomiting.

When the tide set off, the man's heart was clenched.

He stood up straight and listened quietly to Jiang Yi's voice.

After a while, the sound of water started and stopped.

"Okay—"

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "No problem, don't worry."

"How are you doing?"

"It's happened in the past two days. Wen Ziqi has already sent someone to contact Meng Qian. Just use the methods you mentioned."

"Sure?" Jiang Yiyin was worried.

"Inevitable," Meng Qian would not be given another chance to struggle.

late April.

The Meng family lived in extreme panic.

When Zhou Wentang went in and out of the office from time to time, he could hear Meng Qian's angry scolding.

When everyone faced Meng Qian, they were like people stepping in the mud, walking with deep feet and shallow feet, for fear that they would be scolded if they did not do well.

What's more, some people complained.

While dissatisfied with the status quo, he was extremely panicked that he would be demoted during Meng Qian's tenure.

All kinds of complicated emotions are intertwined to make people feel depressed.

Zhou Wentang passed by the office, and the person who was complaining suddenly became admonishing.

One by one, they continued to work like no one else.

On January 30th, there are only a few days left before the end of the year.

Zhou Wentang came in in a hurry this morning, put away the umbrella in his hand and stepped into the house.

"Your Excellency, recently a Hong Kong businessman in the capital is said to have snatched several cases from Mr. Fu."

"Hong Kong businessman?" Meng Qian raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, it is said that it is the heir of the family, who came to invest because of the development prospects of the country."

"Source, look it up."

In just one day, Meng Qian checked his family's background thoroughly.

The next day, the well-known Hong Kong businessman in the capital entered the Meng family villa.

The visitor was gentle and elegant, in his early forties, just by looking at his appearance, he was a model of maturity and wisdom.

For Meng Qian, the appearance of this person undoubtedly added color to his pale life.

He is the punter under the Mengpo Bridge.

Life and death are turning points.

Meng Qian needs money.

And this Hong Kong businessman has a lot of money.

It is said that the capital accumulated by generations has long been deeply rooted.

Meng Qian used Fu Xiting's business empire as a guarantee that he would gain a foothold in the capital and rule the roost.

Dongting Group.

Known far and wide.

This is the wealth empire that many people yearn for.

And his people in power are even more awe-inspiring, but Meng Qian dared to use the Dongting Group to make a bet for others today.

It is true that you say he is bold, and it is true that you say that he is overconfident.

The Hong Kong businessman sat across from Meng Qian, playing with the Buddhist beads in his hand, and his smile couldn't reach his eyes: "Why should I trust you?"

"Fu Xiting of Dongting Group is well-known in the international business circle. How can Mr. Meng guarantee that he will send his business empire to my hands?"

Meng Qian played with the teacup in his hand: "I don't know if you have heard a saying, the people don't fight with the officials, and the businessmen don't fight with the power. There will always be only one wave of people standing at the top of the food chain, but this group of people Only one of them can have the final say."

The implication of Meng Qian's words is that he is the one who stands at the top and has the final say.

Zhou Wentang introduced a Hong Kong businessman to come in when he was about to collapse, which is undoubtedly a timely help.

With a large sum of money in place, Meng Qian's operation began.

It was approaching the end of the year, and Su Xin's various activities were arranged densely.

In the capital, anyone with a bit of ability has become her guest of honor. The venue fee for an event is close to [-] million yuan, and "charity" funds are raised in the name of a charitable foundation.

Active in various circles in the capital.

So much so that a group of people in the capital circle began to be proud of it.

The most interesting thing is that in this event, Su Xin is surrounded by people.

And that person is Shiyue.

A woman who was abandoned by Cheng Wen turned around and caught up with Shi Yue.

Shiyue's studio changed from a deserted cemetery to a crowded pavilion.

Everyone held her like holding Su Xin.

When the teacher yelled out one bite at a time, she was almost in a trance.

Shiyue used her professional expertise to help Su Xin solve many things.

She made arrangements for various banquets by herself.

With her professional knowledge and aesthetic ability, Su Xin is full of praise for her.

He completely forgot how he was threatened by Shiyue in the first place.

Back then, when Shiyue found Su Xin with the recording, she was threatening her both openly and secretly. If she was not pulled out of the abyss, then this matter would never end.

The Meng family had just found a little hope from despair, how could it be possible for Shiyue to destroy their hope?

After much deliberation and planning, he kept her.

In the studio, Shiyue had just finished flattering and flattering those wealthy families.

Go into the office and lean on the sofa with your eyes closed.

Tao Juan came in with a teacup.

Shiyue slowly opened his eyes: "He's gone?"

"Let's go," she said just as she sent the ladies away.

"Did you reach any agreement with that...?" Tao Juan was very curious, how she became a popular person around those in power overnight.

And how could this gallery, which seemed to be dying, come back to life out of thin air.

Tao Juan followed Shiyue for many years.

But these years didn't mean that she could let go of her precautions.

People don't change, but they haven't reached that point.

At that point, nothing is the same.

"I'll be very busy in a few days, and the gallery will be taken care of by you. Don't make any mistakes."

"it is good."

Tao Juan can change the topic when she sees Shiyue, and she is also very insightful.

In early February, Fu Xiting returned to the capital.

When he came back, he saw Jiang Yi was thin and his eyes were reddish.

I blamed myself for neglecting her because of my career, and felt sorry for her for going through the difficult early pregnancy alone.

Jiang thought that people were like this, and he didn't dare to have negative emotions. He put his arms around the man's waist and rubbed it, coaxing him softly.

I'm afraid that this person will reveal the moisture in his eye sockets.

"Okay, okay, look, which pregnant woman is not thinner in the early stages of pregnancy? It's good that people are fine."

"It's okay! I'm fine, I'm better when you come back," the jerky words combined with the unskilled tone, Jiang Yi only felt that coaxing people was a technical job.

The man sighed and stretched out his hand to take Jiang Yi into his arms.

Rubbing her chin against the top of her hair, her face was full of helplessness: "I owe you."

"Where can the word owe be used between husband and wife?"

Jiang Yi squeezed his waist: "If you really feel indebted, get me something to eat, I'm hungry."

Fu Xiting was not at home, she couldn't smell the oily smoke, and the house hadn't been fired for a long time.

It was always sent by Qian Xingzhi or Wen Sirui.

No matter how good the hotel's food is, if you eat too much, it will be boring.

Mr. Fu returns home today.

I took off my suit and washed my hands to make soup.

Jiang Yi went upstairs to take a shower and came out, and the smell of food from the kitchen downstairs had already wafted.

Jiang Yi leaned against the door, watching the man put the rice into the bowl, feeling a sense of security in her heart.

"Yitian and Jiang Ze are divorced, do you know that?"

The casual person slowly stood up straight, looking at Fu Xiting with a look of astonishment: "When did it happen?"

"today."

Jiang Yi turned around and wanted to use his mobile phone to make a call.

As soon as he picked up the phone, someone took it away. The man's tone was mild: "She didn't tell you, maybe she didn't think about what to say, wait a minute, this kind of thing has to wait for the person to speak."

"Why did you get a divorce?" Although Yi Tian had objections to Jiang Ze, it wasn't enough to cause a divorce.

"Sooner or later, the husband and wife have different ideas, and accidents will happen if they go against each other for a long time."

(End of this chapter)