Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 80: What if I am Jiang Fu?
Few people could withstand Fu Xiting's methods, and the two of them did not relax their pursuit at all.

Jiang Yi's response plan changed again and again in his mind.

This is her.

What if someone else?

What will happen?
Jiang Yi pressed her step by step: "I admit that I am Jiang Fu, will Mr. Fu still fuck me?"

Jiang Yi's sarcasm made Fu Xiting's eyes tighten.

"I'm Jiang Fu, so what?" Jiang Yi took advantage of Fu Xiting's trance and stretched out his hand to push him away.

"What does Mr. Fu want to verify? You tell me, I just admit it directly, and don't force me, it's so boring."

Jiang Yi knew that Fu Xiting would chase her after knowing that he would kill her, so he might as well follow his wishes.

"What's your purpose?" Fu Xiting's eyes were gloomy, already on the verge of eruption.

"Purpose?" Jiang Yi sneered: "For Mr. Fu, what purpose can I have? To seek your money? As far as the lawyer team behind Mr. Fu is concerned, if I seek your money, I will go to jail with half a foot. A picture of your appearance?" Jiang Yi shook his head: "I only like young people in my life, and appearance is secondary."

"I seek your power? The Jiang family doesn't have the ability to get anything out of your hands. If Mr. Fu really suspects that I have other plans to plot against you, it's better to terminate the engagement directly. It's just me, if it weren't for Mr. Fu Summoning, I can't even enter the gate of the Dongting Group, and I will definitely not be able to use your plan."

"I'm becoming more and more interested in Miss Jiang."

Fu Xiting was aroused by her eloquent words.

And Jiang Yi trembled when he heard the word "interested".

The root of all evil is this interest.

Didi—————.

The two were arguing on the balcony of the master bedroom, and the crisp sound of the horn came from downstairs.

Meng Shu, who had not set foot in Yu Garden for the first time in half a year, came.

Probably because he heard the news that Fu Xiting was hunted down, he was restless and rushed here overnight.

Downstairs, the tension between the mother and son in the old house just now has disappeared.

It was replaced by Meng Shu's concern.

Sorry for his injury.

Criticize him to go out without guards.

Jiang Yi stood aside and looked at the picture of mother and child loving each other, a little bit unsteady and wanted to leave.

"What happened to your hand?"

Meng Shu's exclamation made Jiang Yi look over.

The back of Fu Xiting's hand was ripped apart, and the bones on the knuckles were all visible.

Suddenly, she remembered that Fu Xiting pressed her head down when the glass shattered.

She remembered how this man was protecting her waist when she lay down on the back seat to reach for the gun.

Jiang Yi's eyes slightly moved away from Fu Xiting.

Injuried?And he deserved it.

After all, if it wasn't for him, this person might have lost his life.

"No problem."

Fu Xiting put his hands behind his back.

Meng Shu wanted to say something else, but seeing Fu Xiting's ugly face, she stopped talking, and turned to care about Jiang Yi: "Is Yiyi hurt?"

Jiang Yi was taken aback by this sudden change, and slowly shook her head: "No."

"That's good, Suxin, let the doctor come up."

Meng Shu turned her head and told Su Xin.

The eager tone made people feel the tension of being a mother.

Jiang Yi thought of Yi Tian.

If she didn't go back so late, would Yi Tian be worried?

"Mr. Fu," the girl's cold voice flowed from her throat.

The man sitting on the sofa looked sideways at her slightly. Although he didn't say anything, his dark eyes conveyed all his emotions to her.

Jiang Yi bit the bullet and said, "It's very late, and my mother will be worried if I don't go back."

"Little lady, sir has asked me to contact your mother."

At this time, Suxin explained in a timely manner.

This man is always in front of her in everything he thinks and does.

Jiang Yi's mood was a little turbulent.

Seeing this, she nodded slightly: "Then I'll go up and rest."

The struggle of life and death is exhausting.

Fighting wits and courage is tiring.

Jiang Yi was not feeling well.

"Yiyi, wait for the doctor to come and see, okay?"

"Yes, my little lady asked the doctor to take a look. The kitchen is preparing food, and it will be ready soon. You can eat and rest."

The former is Meng Shu and the latter is Su Xin.

The two flanked each other, and every word they said was irresistible.

But Jiang Yi really didn't like the scene in front of him: "No, I know very well that I am not injured. I ate at night and I am not hungry."

"I'll go up first."

Rejecting others is the beginning of a happy life.

Moral kidnappers are useless on her.

She doesn't even want a face, why do she need this thing?
"Can------."

"Mother," Meng Shu wanted to say something, but Fu Xiting spoke calmly.

Two short words stopped the man from speaking.

For many years, Meng Shu has both loved and feared Fu Xiting.

In recent years, Dong Ting's business territory has expanded and expanded. She and Fu Xiting have many ideas that go against her. At first, Fu Xiting let her go and listened carefully to her opinions. Later, when he stood on the top of the mountain, the more wealth he accumulated, People are becoming more and more indifferent.

The conversation between the two eventually turned into a quarrel, until finally there was nothing to talk about.

For half a year, Meng Shu stayed alone in the old house, not allowed to visit her parents and children, and unable to tell others why.

People are becoming more and more silent.

Now, she has found Jiang Yi and regards her as her right-hand man to ease the relationship between mother and child.

Naturally, he wanted to shorten the distance with Jiang Yi.

But before the distance was close, Fu Xiting severely reprimanded him.

"The little girl is in a normal mood, so you don't need to be too deliberate."

Fu Xiting's words made Meng Shu's heart tremble.

"It's because I'm a little girl that I'm worried."

"She handles her emotions."

There was no extra emotion in what Fu Xiting said.

"Xi Ting————."

Meng Shu wanted to persuade her.

Fu Xiting leaned on the sofa and slowly rubbed his forehead with his uninjured hand: "Mother, I'm very tired and I don't want to listen to your lectures."

What Meng Shu was about to speak stopped abruptly.

Jiang Yi came into the bathroom with her pajamas, and when standing under the shower head, she slowly closed her eyes, propping up the wall with one hand, and resting her hand on her chest.

The weakness of her legs after experiencing the storm made her almost unable to stand.

She had to admit that Fu Xiting was a good backer, but this backer was too dangerous.

If it doesn't work, she will die.

"Little lady."

Jiang Yi came out of the shower, wearing pajamas, and heard a knock on the door.

He put on a nightgown and went to open the door.

Fang Chi stood at the door holding a tray in his hand, looking at Jiang Yi, the words on his lips twisted a few times before he said: "Little Madam, sir asked me to show you this."

Fang Chi couldn't bear it. In his eyes, no matter how powerful and capable Jiang Yi was, he was still a college student who hadn't graduated from college.

Many great storms have never been experienced.

There are also many things that cannot be tolerated.

Fang Chi reached out and lifted the white towel off the tray, and a small finger appeared in front of Jiang Yi.

All of a sudden, Jiang Yi's internal organs were frantically squeezed into his throat.

She turned over and ran into the bathroom, and the sound of retching reached Fang Chi's ears.

(End of this chapter)