Warm wife strikes

Chapter 1250 Keep Working Hard (5)
Fu Xin felt very upset, and waved his hand to tell the mother and son to leave quickly. He was most annoyed by the way his youngest son stuttered. He was obviously born in a military family, and he was obviously the young master of the Fu family, but he had no manliness at all. Not as good as Fu Ya, a girl. Fu Ya could shoot when she was five years old.

Thinking of Fu Ya, he felt a pain in his liver again, and he couldn't let out a stagnation in his heart, which made him very angry.

Jiang Ruosi finally went out with Fu Chu in her arms. Fu Xin's eyes flashed, and then he asked in a low voice, "Nephew, you said you saw Fu Ya a few days ago?"

Ji Meili laughed and said, "Indeed, I was a little skeptical at first, but after my investigation these days, I found that Fu Ya is indeed still alive. I thought that Fu Ya is your uncle's daughter. It's time to tell you."

"Then where is she now?" Fu Xin asked eagerly, not because of the deep affection with Fu Ya's father and daughter, but because he thought that if Fu Ya was still alive, then the plan back then could be implemented again.

"This..." Ji Meili looked embarrassed, "She is very cautious, my people can't follow her at all, and my uncle also knows that she used to be a super soldier, so it's not easy for me to find her Now, it will be difficult to track her."

"No, Fu Ya, cough, I mean, if Xiaoya is still alive, she should come back to look for Lei Zifeng." Fu Xin asked suspiciously. Although he trusts Ji Meili very much, he still needs to find out. Some, so as not to waste time.

Ji Meili thought for a while, and suggested to Fu Xin: "Uncle, why don't my nephew make a deal with you."

"Oh? Please say, you are not outsiders. If you are talking about a deal or not, if you need my uncle's help, just say so. I will not refuse."

From an angle that Fu Xin couldn't see, Ji Meili showed a seductive smile, and after a moment passed, he said seriously: "To tell you the truth, my nephew really has something to trouble uncle, I wonder if uncle has heard of Ji Fanxing? "

"Ji Fanxing? I heard that Lei Zifeng was fascinated by this woman and wanted to marry her. She even gave birth to a son for Lei Zifeng. But does this have anything to do with Ji Fanxing?" Fu Xin asked suspiciously. Although he hadn't deliberately paid attention to Lei Zifeng in the past few years, he was also from a military family. He could hear some things without asking him. He also found it strange that Lei Zifeng How could he be fascinated by another woman after only six years had passed?But after thinking about it, Fu Ya was already dead, and it was impossible for Lei Zifeng to be a bachelor all his life, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"My nephew thinks that it's because of Lei Zifeng's entanglement with this woman named Ji Fanxing that Xiaoya doesn't want to show up. I know my uncle is very satisfied with Lei Zifeng as a son-in-law. As long as we destroy Lei Zifeng and Ji Fanxing Fan Xing's marriage, then Xiaoya will show up naturally..." Ji Meili analyzed it clearly, as if what he said was true.

Fu Xin didn't know the reason for this, and because of Ji Meili's identity, he already believed [-]% to [-]% of what Ji Meili said, but...

"What good will it do you if you help me like this?" Although we have a good relationship in private, we still have to deal with public affairs. Fu Xin doesn't think that Ji Meili will help him unconditionally.

Ji Meili smiled embarrassingly, showing a shy feeling just right: "Uncle...Actually, I want Ji Fanxing, I don't want Ji Fanxing to marry Lei Zifeng, it's a win-win thing, I believe uncle doesn't want Ji Fanxing either. Let's marry Fanxing to Lei Zifeng. My uncle has any plans and my nephew won't ask, and my uncle doesn't want to ask about my nephew's plan. Just destroy Ji Fanxing and Lei Zifeng's marriage. I swear to you in my mother's name, Fu Ya is definitely still alive."

Ji Meili respected his mother the most in his life. Since he dared to swear in the name of his mother, he must be telling the truth. Fu Xin believed it very much this time, and immediately clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's say it like this." It's settled, if nephew needs help, just say, uncle will also help you out."

Ji Meili's eyes flashed, and her smile became brighter. She raised the goblet in her hand and said to Fu Xin, "Then uncle, I wish us a happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation!" Fu Xin also raised his glass.

Ji Meili lowered her head to drink, the long broken hair on her forehead covered his eyes, no one saw the flash of calculation and complacency in his eyes, the reason why he didn't tell Fu Xin that Ji Fanxing was Fu Ya was because he was afraid of Fu Xin Not only did he not help him, but he stood on Ji Fanxing's side. Now it seems that Fu Xin will do his best to destroy Ji Fanxing and Lei Zifeng for the sake of his daughter's marriage with Lei Zifeng.

Heh, in the past six years, he has also grown up, and he is more savvy in calculations. He believes that this time, he will definitely keep Ji Fanxing, that is, Fu Ya, by his side!
The night is still long, and a brand new conspiracy has just begun.

Fu Ya was lying on the spacious and soft Kingsize bed, next to her was a small milk bag, and next to the small milk bag was Lei Zifeng. Lei Zifeng domineeringly embraced both mother and child in his arms. In the dark night, the whole family Breathing is steady and regular.

The little milk bag was already asleep, Fu Ya turned over slightly, but was noticed by Lei Zifeng, "Honey, are you still asleep?"

Fu Ya didn't expect Lei Zifeng to fall asleep either, so she hummed lightly and said, "I'm thinking about something, I can't sleep."

Lei Zifeng's slender body crossed over the little milk bag, and pressed a gentle kiss on Fu Ya's forehead, "Don't think about it, go to rest early, there is nothing that cannot be resolved."

"Well, why didn't Brother Feng fall asleep again?" Fu Ya raised her eyebrows and asked without answering.

"My wife is not asleep, how can my husband leave her and fall asleep alone?" Lei Zifeng's slightly hoarse voice was a little frivolous, but more tender, "My wife has more and more worries and secrets. I am under a lot of pressure to be a husband!"

Fu Ya spat slightly: "Who is your wife? The baby hasn't recognized you yet, the revolution hasn't succeeded yet, comrades still need to work hard."

(End of this chapter)