Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 391 Chapter 390 Floating Stories: Xi De loves a girl named Zhan Shu
In mid-June, Mrs. Fu's prenatal check-up was not good, and Mr. Fu put down more than half of his work.

He spends most of his time at home and devotes himself to accompanying his wife and children.

And Jiang Yi, under Mr. Fu's example, was forced to stop the work in hand.

Even though she was dissatisfied, she had nowhere to tell.

Travel until August, midsummer.

The chirping of cicadas and birds at night became the object of Jiang Yi's thoughts.

In this noisy environment, Jiang Yi received the news that Mengyao was pregnant.

When Mr. Fu found out, he clicked his tongue and said something in Wen Ziqi's style.

Mrs. Fu asked what this meant.

The latter told leisurely: "Wen Ziqi is in a passive state in this relationship. An insecure person will naturally try to find refuge for himself, and the child is a reassurance."

When the Wen family heard the news, they panicked.

Judging from Wen Ziqi's personality, he is not a man who does things irresponsibly, on the contrary, he has a strong sense of responsibility.

The education he received since he was a child and the environment in which he grew up as a teenager destined him to become a very responsible man, and the Wen family naturally knew this.

So, when she learned that Mengyao was pregnant, she became confused.

It wasn't just Wen's family who were in chaos, but also Mengyao.

She was sitting on the sofa with the pregnancy test stick, and before she could react, Wen Ziqi had already announced the good news to the world.

One is confused, the other is happy.

Some people laughed and bent over, and naturally some people were sad.

After that, Jiang Yi and Mengyao communicated more frequently.

Both of them are like old hens with their wings bound, unable to fly.

When we share the same disease, we can find common topics.

As for Mengyao, she never thought about not wanting this child.

You can't fall twice on the same thing in life.

She felt guilty, and naturally needed a substitute to make up for it.

Furthermore, Wen Ziqi is not Si Bo.

This man, if she has the idea of ​​not wanting him, he has a hundred ways to kill her.

Simply, nothing more.

To be a person, you must be grateful. When she was down and down, she never disliked her own people. No matter what, Mengyao could not do such a thing that hurt others.

In mid-August, Jiang Yi occasionally went to the company to deal with some matters.

For several days in a row, she vaguely felt that there was an eye staring at her in the company parking lot.

Talking about this matter with Qian Xingzhi, the latter was not ambiguous.

All kinds of investigations, monitoring, and security went through one by one, and no suspicious persons were found.

Until the beginning of September, when the due date was approaching, Jiang Yi went to the company for the last meeting.

At this time, Wen Sirui is already in charge of her own affairs, and she knows all the affairs in the company clearly.

Jiang Yi's leaving at this time is not embarrassing her.

This meeting is only for high-level people.

In the four-hour meeting, Jiang Yi sat or stood, and in the third trimester, it was a bit embarrassing for her to sit or stand for a long time.

By the end of the meeting, her leg was a little swollen.

The people in the meeting room left one after another, Wen Sirui squatted on the ground and looked at Jiang Yi's ankle.

He raised his head and asked softly, "Shall I rub it for you?"

Even if Jiang Yi wanted to do this kind of thing, he couldn't agree.

Rejecting Wen Sirui, she moved her feet.

Sitting in the conference room chatting with Wen Sirui.

It wasn't until Fu Xiting came to pick her up that the conversation between the two ended.

In the car, Jiang Yi slanted against the back seat, and Fu Xiting's slender fingertips landed on Jiang Yi's ankle, rubbing it gently.

In the third trimester, mobility is limited.

The daily situation is different, thanks to Mr. Fu's patience.

Never had any complaints in the face of various emergencies.

At night, Jiang Yi couldn't fall asleep, so he gently lifted the quilt and left the bedroom.

Pacing slowly in the study.

Rubbing her tight stomach.

Holding a book produced during pregnancy in his hand, flipping through it casually.

In the middle of the night, Mr. Fu reached out his hand to touch it in his sleep, but there was nothing beside him.

In an instant, the man's blood rushed to his head.

He first said a word of meaning.

Seeing that there was no answer in the bedroom, he opened the door barefoot and shouted "birth" in the corridor, which alarmed the servants downstairs and also shocked the people in the study.

At the same time Jiang Yi opened the study door, the night watch servant downstairs also came up.

Before the servant could say what's the matter, the gentleman standing barefoot at the door of the study hugged his wife.

The choking sound seemed terrified and grateful in the dead of night in the long corridor.

It's like just having a lost dream.

Jiang Yi held the book in one hand, and gently placed the other on his back, asking softly, "What's wrong?"

Fu Xiting didn't dare to say, he had a dream, and all of this was an illusion.

He is like a severely mentally ill patient, imagining a perfect world.

Jiang Yi is the heroine in this dream.

Children are also illusions.

But these cannot be said.

It is cruel to let a person who is so uncomfortable in the third trimester of pregnancy to comfort himself.

The man looked down at her, held her cheek and kissed her like a rare treasure: "I can't sleep."

"Well, I hope he comes out soon."

This urgency is only thought of when morning sickness.

The man kissed her forehead lightly: "Come out when the time comes."

In the study room, Mr. Fu hugged his lover and sat on his knees, with one hand around her waist, and the other on her stomach, stroking her slowly.

Picking up the book in her hand: "Don't read about pregnancy knowledge."

"You bought it," Mrs. Fu reminded.

The man casually took out a magazine from the side and handed it to her, said lightly: "Let me take a look at the precautions. Pregnancy is already very hard, so I'll take care of the worries."

Light laughter sounded in the study late at night.

Mrs. Fu asked him, has the name been chosen yet?

Mr. Fu went to the study with his lover in his arms, put her on a chair, and took out a piece of rice paper from the cabinet.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fu opened the inkstone box and sharpened the ink for him quite perceptively.

The man smiled sweetly, reached out and tapped the tip of her nose.

Immediately, he picked up a pen and wrote a sentence on the rice paper in block letters with one hand: When the crane cage is opened, you will meet the gentleman, and when the scroll is displayed, you will meet the ancients.

Mrs. Fu raised her eyes to look at Fu Xiting: "Exhibition book?"

The latter nodded slightly.

"Self-calm to prolong your life, don't ask for things to grow your spirit." Mrs. Fu murmured, and said the second half of the sentence.

Mr. Fu put down the brush in his hand and held Jiang Yi's hand: "I don't want him to be superior, I just hope he can be self-consistent and have a good attitude when things happen."

A week before the due date.

Jiang Yi received a call from Wen Sirui that there was a problem with the fire alarm system of the company building.

Water was suddenly sprinkled in the middle of the night, and the company was flooded.

It also happened that Guan Qing had a car accident yesterday, and Fu Xiting went to the hospital today.

Because the hospital is not a good place, he never brought Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi called Qian Xingzhi and brought a few servants to the company.

As soon as I stepped in with a big belly, I saw half of the company soaked in the water, and the property management staff and the company employees were cleaning it up.

Seeing this scene for the first time, her mind buzzed and her whole body tensed up.

There are a lot of materials stored in the archives of the company, if something goes wrong——

Jiang Yi didn't even think about it, she stepped on her flat shoes and slipped in. Qian Xingzhi stood behind her and watched her unrestrained behavior, was startled, and immediately followed.

It was already afternoon when this farce ended.

The company's monitoring showed that there was no abnormality, and the property's alarm system failed, causing them to suffer heavy losses.

The other party kept apologizing, hoping that the rich lady would show kindness and let him go.

Obviously, Jiang Yi is not such a foolish person.

Wrong is wrong, right is right.

If things change direction, the other party will not let him go so easily.

A sense of morality wasn't something she had often had in her life.

When they left in the afternoon, Jiang Yi was all drifting.

Waiting for the elevator gap, he was a little unsteady, and stretched out his hand to support the wall beside him. Seeing this, Qian Xingzhi emptily supported him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

Jiang Yi shook his head, and the elevator door slowly opened.

There was only one cleaning lady standing in the huge elevator.

When Jiang Yi stepped in, a voice sounded in his mind, but it disappeared in an instant.

So fast that she couldn't catch it.

In the elevator, the cleaner was wearing work clothes and was cleaning the elevator with his back to them.

Jiang Yi glanced over her and said that he saw the tattoo on her wrist.

In an instant, the scene flashed in my mind.

In the white studio, when the woman raised her hand, she showed her wrist.

Wrist out is a coquettish red rose.

Jiang Yi suddenly woke up and called out Qian Xingzhi.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the woman standing in the corner pulled out a fruit knife from her body very quickly, and walked towards Jiang Yi.

And the latter, obviously prepared for it, dodged the push, and the fruit knife was inserted into her shoulder.

Qian Xingzhi was horrified and kicked Shiyue away.

He grabbed her hair and pressed it against the wall of the elevator, and smashed it down with a bang, followed by a bang, and the elevator stopped in mid-air.

Shiyue was trampled under by Qian Xingzhi, she didn't feel the slightest pain, on the contrary, she was happy physically and mentally, extremely comfortable, and the laughter of the hearty madman resounded in this small space: "Jiang Yi, it's not a foregone conclusion, you and I will die in this small space." It's not certain who owns it!"

"I struggled at the bottom of the society to live the life I wanted, but you plotted against me again and again, plotted against me, and pulled me down. Fu Xiting is very powerful, and I have nowhere to go, Meng Shu I can't even get in there, but you are different! You are arrogant, assertive, and disobedient, Fu Xiting can't stand you."

"Look, you and I are very pitiful. As a woman of Fu Xiting, I will die a terrible death."

"You are hopeless, the elevator has an accident, you just wait to slowly bleed to death in the elevator, one dead body and two lives! It doesn't matter if I die, but I also want to make Fu Xiting suffer."

Qian Xingzhi put his arms around Jiang Yi to cover the wound on her shoulder, and when he heard Shiyue's words, he stomped on her leg and said, "Crazy woman."

Crazy laughter came from Shiyue's mouth: "He pulled me out of hell and threw me into hell with his own hands. I didn't speak the language and stayed abroad for so many years. In order to survive, I turned over trash cans, worked as a prostitute, and was thrown into hell by myself. Men take turns, all of this is due to Fu Xiting, Jiang Yi, did Fu Xiting tell you? The butler who had an affair with her mother was my biological father. "

"My biological father, I watched him die at the feet of Fu Xiting. I never felt sorry for him, but what about me? I didn't know anything, but became a funeral object."

Shiyue roared, his sharp voice was extremely harsh in the dark and narrow elevator.

Jiang Yi covered the wound with one hand, and touched his stomach with the other. The little guy in his stomach was frantically agitating.

Jiang Yi endured the pain and sneered: "Are you innocent?"

"If you don't say anything, you are an accomplice. You helped your father hide Fu Xiting from Fu Xiting and let the situation get out of hand, but now you are saying that you are innocent? Shiyue, I really regret it. I should have killed you in the first place. Here you go." The chance of a scumbag lingering on his life is an insult to me."

"Really? What a coincidence! I want to kill you too, let's die together! Jiang Yi, Fu Xiting won't live long after you die. One life is worth three, so it's worth it."

"I've planned for this day for four full months. During these four months, I've been thinking about you all the time. I don't think about food or sleepless nights. I wish I could meet you tomorrow."

"Finally, God never treats a hard-working person badly——."

When Qian Xingzhi kicked Shiyue unconscious, Jiang Yi passed out.

It was already half an hour later when the elevator doors opened.

Mr. Fu just came out of the hospital with several CEOs of Dongting Group this day. All the bosses knew that Mrs. Fu was in the third trimester, so they dared not ask for a meal.

As for Mr. Fu, when he learned that Jiang Yi had gone to the company, he ordered Fang Chi to go straight to the company.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived, he just saw Qian Xingzhi coming out of the elevator with a bloody pregnant woman in his arms.

From a distance, Qian Xingzhi saw Fu Xiting calling Mr. Fu with a high voice.

In an instant, he lowered his head and roared: "Jiang Yi, Director Fu is here, don't sleep, don't sleep! If you die in the hands of that kind of thing, your reputation in this life will be ruined."

If you ask Fu Xiting when was the most thrilling moment in his life, he will definitely tell you without hesitation——now.

The turmoil in the family, the betrayal of the mother, the murder of the uncle, and being held with a gun to the head are nothing compared to today.

Seeing Jiang Yi covered in blood, the man staggered and nearly fell to his knees.

"I mean, I mean?"

The man staggered and got up and followed the ambulance into the hospital. In the ambulance, the rich businessman held his lover's hand and called out eagerly, saying that the man did not cry easily because he hadn't reached the place where he was sad.

And this day!The people in the ambulance saw the rich businessman's tears.

His cry is like the lamentation of a wild deer.

Penetrating the mountains and plains straight to the heart.

The twists and turns and various colorful descriptions are omitted, and the sense of grief hits the heart directly.

On September 12, 9, Mrs. Fu was stabbed into the hospital by Shiyue on the fifth day before her due date.

And the location is tricky. In the hospital, obstetrics and gynecology experts and cardiology experts have emergency consultations.

Fu Xiting was in the long corridor of the hospital, pacing up and down anxiously like ants on a hot pot.

Difficult to control.

He has never looked forward to the blessings of the gods like now, a materialist who only believes in himself, but at this moment he frequently prays for the blessings of the gods in his heart.

At exactly four o'clock, Yi Tian rushed over when he heard the news and didn't have time to bring newborn supplies.

Seeing that Fu Xiting was covered in blood, he was so frightened that he sat limp on the ground.

When the sobbing sound came, it aroused Fu Xiting's worries.

The man followed Yi Tian closely, and there was a hoot, and a sad sound sounded.

Live like a year?

No, no, at this moment, every second is a year.

The low and melodious crying and the soft groan of restrained grief became the scenery in the hospital.

Fu Xiting thought, it would be great if only he.

If it is him, it will be fine.

At 05:30, when the door of the operating room was opened and the sound of the baby crying, Fu Xiting seemed to have been injected with fresh blood.

"It's a girl."

"How about my lover?"

The nurse's joy was in stark contrast to Fu Xiting's sorrow.

This nurse is a veteran of obstetrics and gynecology. She sees too many newborns every day. Although she has long been numb to work, she still has professional ethics. The birth of a new life is both sad and joyful.

Even though the woman in the operating room is not out of danger yet, she should bring some good news to others.

But obviously, the wealthy businessman in front of him cared more about his lover in the operating room than the birth of a newborn.

"Let me ask you, how is my lover?" Seeing the nurse lost his mind, Fu Xiting roared anxiously.

The baby in the swaddle was so frightened that he burst into tears, and the nurse suddenly came back to his senses: "It's not out of danger yet."

In 2012, Mr. Fu's life was full of ups and downs.

Hearing the nurse's words that he was not out of danger, Fu Xiting staggered while supporting the wall, then turned to support the wall, raised his hand to cover it, and when the cough sounded, there was a patter of blood flowing out of his palm.

Like a terminally ill dying person.

Yi Tian took the child in his hand and glanced at it, then signaled to Su Xin.

Then he supported Fu Xiting to sit on the bench.

She advised him and comforted him.

But Yi Tian knew that this consolation would not have any effect.

Fu Xiting covered his face with his blood-stained hand, and sobbed: "What crime did I do in my previous life, so that I will seek benevolence and not benevolent in this life."

Fu Xiting's life!

Except for a little success in career, the rest is fine.

　In the past two days, the Buddhist system may be updated, and the ending chapter is a bit difficult to write, Kawen stuck to bald,

　　It is estimated that I will have time to write after the next year, everyone pays attention to wb,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)