Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 379 Chapter 378: Zhao Ying died

Chapter 379 Chapter 378: Zhao Ying died
Once a person whose brain is occupied by hatred drinks too much, he will be dozens of times more courageous than usual.

Even if Zhao Ying wanted to do something to Jiang Yi, she still had to weigh her abilities. After all, she didn't want to be stuffed into a coffin again.

But today, Jiu Zhuang is cowardly.

She moved hands with Jiang Yi.

On the other side, Wen Sirui was on the entertainment field, but his heart was on Jiang Yi.

He was obsessed with Mr. Fu's confession, so he didn't dare to relax in the past, and he didn't dare to relax in today's occasion where there are so many people.

Seeing that Jiang Yi went to the bathroom and hadn't come in yet, she put down the cup in her hand and went to the bathroom.

Before leaving the box door, Ai Hao also followed.

"what happened?"

"Boss has gone to the bathroom, I'll go take a look."

The indifferent words of the two resounded in the corridor, within a few seconds after Wen Sirui pushed open the bathroom door and entered, there was the sound of fighting in the bathroom.

As soon as she entered, she saw Zhao Ying and Jiang Yi were in a stalemate, without saying a word, she rushed up and beat Zhao Ying.

Outside the door, Ai Hao heard the sound and rushed in regardless of whether it was the men's or women's toilet.

It made the people watching the show inside startled and screamed again and again.

Jiang Yi wanted Zhao Ying to die, and this feeling was extremely urgent at this time.

The idea that keeping her in the world would be an insult to the dead was like a vine climbing up from the bottom of her heart crazily.

In the cubicle, Wen Sirui stepped on Zhao Ying one by one.

Ai Hao supported her, but never said a word.

There are too many people talking, and there are many things that cannot be said.

"You have the face. If you give you some face, you will start the dyeing workshop. Why didn't Lin Qinghe take you away?"

Wen Sirui also drank a little, but not too much, but right now she was stepping on her body, without hesitation.

In the bathroom, there was chaos.

On this day, Mr. Fu learned that his lover had dinner together, so he ran away without getting off work.

Everyone in the secretary office thought it was incredible.

It seems that the Dongting Group has returned to normal.

But today's overtime work was not smooth, and the reason for the end was really shocking.

When Mr. Fu arrived at the hospital, Jiang Yi was already lying on the hospital bed.

The man rushed over, his temples were sweating slightly, and he was panting rapidly.

Guan Qing behind him rushed to follow.

I only heard a little blood.

The father of two children trembled a little when he heard this sentence.

Whose pregnant woman is not held in the palm of her hand and cared for?

Zhao Ying deserved to die.

Mr. Fu hoped that if the child who came here made a mistake because of her, he would have to be skinned if he didn't kill her.

When Fu Xiting entered, the box smelled of alcohol in addition to the smell of disinfectant.

Ai Hao and Wen Sirui drank some at the wine table, and now the faint smell of wine lingered in the box.

It makes people frown.

When Wen Sirui saw someone coming, he explained the matter to Fu Xiting in general.

The man's face gradually turned cold following her words.

After all, I said a word about hard work.

At this time, Wen Sirui and Ai Hao knew that they were no longer needed in the ward.

After the two left, Jiang Yi lay on the hospital bed and carefully reached out to hook the man's fingertips.

Looking at him with a kind of flattering gaze.

But it's this picture of cautiously pleasing after doing something wrong that makes Mr. Fu almost unable to hold his heart.

The man held her palm and slowly brought it to his lips to kiss.

Muttered: "I didn't blame you."

When he did it, Jiang Yi felt resentful and didn't think much about the consequences.

But at this time, lying here and seeing Fu Xiting's eyes scarlet and forbearing, a sense of guilt climbed up in his heart.

She shouldn't.

You shouldn't be so impulsive.

In this life, there are many things to care about besides the inner lust and resentment.

Jiang Yi suddenly understood that she was not brave before.

But nothing to fear for her.

In this life, if a person has a weakness, it is nothing to do with bravery.

In the ward at night, apart from the sound of the air conditioner, there was only a faint sound of convulsions.

Fu Xiting hugged her and suppressed all the panic and fear in his heart without saying a word.

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, it was cloudy and rainy in the capital.

The morning news reported that a black BMW had been involved in an accident in the western business district of the capital city.

Preliminary identification was caused by drunk driving.

Outsiders watch the fun.

But in the capital circle, everyone knows that this is Mr. Fu's handwriting.

Zhao Ying had a fight with Jiang Yi last night and got him into the hospital.

Turning heads paid the price for it.

Fu Xiting never hides his methods. There was Xu Song in the front and Zhao Ying in the back. Both of them made the same mistake.

Offended Mr. Fu's ex-wife, Jiang Yi.

The big drama at the beginning of the year in the capital made people doubt the marital status of Mr. Fu and Jiang Yi.

Some secretly speculate, some actually investigate.

In the Meng family villa, Su Xin looked at Zhou Wentang standing in front of him, his eyes were full of doubts.

"Divorce status?"

Zhou Wentang nodded slowly: "Yes."

Su Xin obviously didn't believe it.

According to Fu Xiting's character, if it was really a divorce, even if he cared about Jiang Yi's business, he wouldn't take care of it to the point of asking for the person's name.

"Is Jiang Yi injured?"

"Yes."

"Where is the injury? Let Fu Xiting kill him with a ruthless hand," Su Xin at this moment seemed to be a detective.

As for Zhou Wentang, he wanted to hide it, and Jiang Yi was pregnant.

Fu Xiting's longing for the child almost disappeared in Zhao Ying's hands.

If there were any accidents, how would it be different from asking for the Fu family's last successor?
Such a woman should die.

"It is said that he hurt his waist."

Su Xin: .
If gods and Buddhas had ears, all bodhisattvas would probably have heard Fu Xiting's entreaties.

If you ask what can turn an executioner with blood on his hands into a devout Buddhist.

Fu Xiting will definitely tell you that it is a wife and a family.

In this world, anyone who wants to destroy his family deserves death.

Fu Xiting cleaned up Zhao Ying and that's all.And throw the Zhao family business to Wen Ziqi.

In other people's words, as long as Wen Ziqi is obedient, the rags thrown by Fu Xiting are enough for the Wen family business to prosper for decades.

On the thirteenth day of the lunar calendar, Jiang Yi begged Fu Xiting bitterly and got permission to be discharged from the hospital.

Fu Xiting went to find the doctor, but the door of the ward was pushed open.

She looked up and saw Zhou Wentang standing at the door with a basket of flowers.

The pink and white flowers exude an elegant fragrance.

When Qian Xingzhi saw someone coming, he subconsciously reached out to block him at the door.

"Don't stop."

Zhou Wentang is not an enemy.

Entering the ward, Zhou Wentang casually put the flower basket in his hand on the table beside him, and said bluntly: "Mrs. Meng asked me to come and find out."

Hearing this, Jiang Yi couldn't help laughing: "You are straightforward."

Zhou Wentang reached out and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Sincerity is the ultimate skill."

The first time he heard these words was from Jiang Fu's mouth.

When he asked Jiang Fu how she was able to reach a high position in just a few years, she gave this answer.

 The reason for fewer updates is because I have already gone out and tried to end the Chinese New Year and let everyone have a good New Year
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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