Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 202 202 Advance wedding

  The point finally came.

  Nothing to show courteousness is either adultery or stealing.

  Fu Xiting knew early in the morning that Jiang Yi's meal was not good today.

   Eaters have a short mouth, and the little fox can cook a good lunch, but he won't let her eat for free.

  Fu Xiting slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand, leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Jiang Yi, and said with a smile: "Caring makes chaos, have you heard?"

   "You will only speed up the speed at which Zhao Ying kills you. Can you afford to lose? Can your parents afford to lose?"

  Jiang Yi just started, and just came up with some ideas.

   was suppressed by Fu Xiting's words.

   And the pressing is quite straightforward.

  Jiang Yi looked at him with an uneasy expression on his face.

  But I have to admit that what they said is reasonable, if she takes action at this time, it will only speed up Zhao Ying's desire to kill him.

  Jiang Yi's emotions rise and fall quickly.

   Before the meal for the two of them was over, several bosses from the Dongting Group came, and Suxin took them to the living room on the other side of the first floor.

  When the man stood up, Jiang Yi's gentle words sounded: "Wait a minute."

  Fu Xiting paused, looked back at her, and was about to ask something, only to see the little milk cat wobbling towards Jiang Yi.

   Yes! She was calling the cat, not herself.

  Fu Xiting didn't like that cat.

   should start from this time.

  Jiang Yi's reputation has spread from the Capital University since the last debate, and when the people in the Negotiation Institute learned about it, there were many discussions.

  Everyone wants to find out who they are who can be compared to their former leaders.

  Jiang Fu's presence in the capital's negotiating circle is unshakable, and when Jiang Yi came out at this time, he was compared to him.

  When everyone in the Negotiation Institute heard the name, they were quite surprised.

  When Zhao Ying came to the Negotiating Institute from the hospital this day, she vaguely heard colleagues chatting in private.

   "If you are so powerful, let's take Zhao Pan's position!"

   "Aren't you afraid to hear what you said?"

  The woman who spoke sneered disdainfully: "What am I afraid of? Only those who are virtuous and capable are worthy of leadership. What is Zhao Ying? If you want ability, you can't dream of it, if you want ability, you can't have it."

"On the wine table, Mr. Wu of Dongting was holding down the wine and was unable to resist. Look at Jiang Juan, when did such a thing happen? Zhao Juan, who said that he lost the face of the Negotiating Institute. In the past, Jiang Juan was there. At times, it was others who looked at us, but now it’s good, we look at other people’s looks, the leadership is not good, and the whole level of the Negotiating Institute is lowered.”

  When Zhao Ying stepped into the negotiation court, he heard his subordinates complaining.

  The person who just came out of the hospital was pale.

  The person standing at the door listening to gossip turned around and saw a ghost-like face appearing in front of his eyes, he was startled: "Zhao Juan."

  The discussion in the tea room came to an abrupt end.

  Zhao Ying glanced coldly at the other party, and said in a cold tone with a bit of threat: "It seems that the next time we have a party, I have to take you with me."

  The latter retorted with disdain: "If you have the ability, take it!"

  Zhao Ying glared at the other party angrily, then turned and left. As soon as she entered the office, she received a call.

   "Miss, Dr. Jiang is suing us for intentional homicide."

  Zhao Ying was taken aback: "Why?"

   "When the bodyguard drove to the hospital, he drove the Zhao family's car. Doctor Jiang sued the perpetrator and the owner of the car."

  Zhao Ying was taken aback, as if she hadn't expected it.

  What happened yesterday was nothing more than a simple traffic accident no matter how you look at it.

  Now——

  The opponent chose to use the law to defend.

   It was obvious that someone was pointing behind him.

  Zhao Ying was not panicked when she was poured into the hospital for gastric lavage. When she heard the news, she was inexplicably panicked. After all, Jiang Fu's parents are well-known figures in the scientific research field.

  If something really happens, it will be extraordinary.

  Suddenly thought of what Zhao Zhen said, Jiang Fu and the others can move, but Jiang Fu's parents cannot.

   If you move, something will happen.

  If they are really caught with something, they will bear the blame.

   "Don't panic, I'll take a look first."

  Zhao Ying hung up the phone and sat down in deep thought.

  July 7th, Jiang Yi returned to Jiang's family. Jiang Chuan came back from a business trip abroad and brought many gifts.

The living room was full of people. Yi Tian always cared about children. Jiang Chuan couldn't stand it after asking for help. The latter was holding a cat and sitting cross-legged on the sofa, smiling. looking at her.

   While Yi Tian was cleaning up, Jiang Chuan sat across from Jiang Yi, took a sip of tea from his teacup, and pondered for a while: "What's going on with you and Lin Jingzhou?"

   "As far as the rumors are concerned," Jiang Yi responded lightly.

  Jiang Chuan was cautious towards Jiang Yi. It was probably Jiang Yi's depression that made everyone in the Jiang family become cautious. Every time he asked Jiang Yi what to say, he couldn't help but be cautious.

   Consider to consider to appear humble.

   "I met Lin Fan abroad this time, and he asked me about your recent situation and the date of your marriage," Jiang Chuan recalled the meeting that day, feeling somewhat strange.

  It may not be a good thing for Lin Jingzhou to care too much about Jiang Yi.

  And in this case, everyone is waiting for Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting's wedding ceremony.

   "He asked me to bring you a sentence," Jiang Chuan said again.

  He stared at Jiang Yi, as if he wanted to see some emotion from her face, but after a few minutes passed, he didn't see any different expressions.

   "Can I choose not to listen?"

  Some words are just disturbing when spoken.

  Jiang Chuan nodded: "If you don't want to hear it, I just don't say it."

   "How far are you getting ready for the wedding? Do you need brother's help?"

   "Mr. Fu will arrange it."

  Jiang Chuan thought, yes.

  With Fu Xiting's social status, these things are just spending money.

  It’s just—the important things in life, if they don’t go through my own hands, it’s inevitable that they don’t look very fancy.

  ...

   "Director Fu, the Jiang family's guest list has been drawn up, please have a look."

  For the wedding, Fu Xiting's people personally watched, where the process went, and everything that needed to be arranged in advance.

   "The list is confirmed and we can issue invitations."

   "Show me," Fu Xiting stopped working and stretched out his hand towards Guan Qing.

   After flipping through the list roughly, the man opened his thin lips lightly: "When will Lin Jingzhou's work end?"

   "Number 19."

  Fu Xiting closed the list, and said indifferently: "The wedding date has been moved up to the 18th, declaring to the public that I have work arrangements that I cannot move."

  Guan Qing: ...

   Dong Fu, this is... Lin Jingzhou?

   "Can... the Jiang family?"

   "Let me tell you, you can arrange it."

   "Then... when will the invitation be delivered to everyone?"

   "Seventeen!"

  Guan Qing's surprise was beyond words.

   Dong Fu wanted to hit the other party by surprise. On July 8th, Jiang Yi stayed at Jiang's house for one night and was picked up.

   When Fang Chi came, he told her to take wedding photos.

  Jiang Yi sat motionless on the sofa in home clothes.

  Fang Chi looked at her pitifully: "Little lady."

   "Your family Fu Dong is so busy, do you still have this spare time?"

   "Mr. Fu said that the sky is big and the earth is big, but the little wife is the biggest."

  Fang Chi talked nonsense, and he said how good Mr. Fu was.

  Does Jiang Yixin? Definitely don't believe it.

   Glancing at Fang Chi, he was about to get up and leave when he suddenly remembered something.

   Hooked his fingers and asked Fang Chi to come over.

   "I ask you something."

   "The little lady said."

   "You go to the door and stay there, and when you see my dad coming back, press the horn, two short and one long," Jiang Yi was worried that no one would let him go, and left in a panic like last time.

   Right now, Fang Chi is here, and Yi Tian went to Zuo's house again.

  The great opportunity was right in front of her, and she had no reason to let it go.

  Fang Chi wanted to ask a question or two, but Jiang Yi looked at him expectantly, Xiao Hanhan was fascinated, and nodded.

   went the old way.

   At one o'clock in the afternoon on July 7th, Jiang Yi went to Jiang Ze's study.

  Turned on Jiang Ze's computer, entered the last password, but was told that the password was wrong.

  Jiang Yi was stunned.

   Nobody changes passwords for no reason.

  If it is changed, either something has been discovered, or there is doubt.

  Jiang knew about it? Still have doubts?

  Jiang Yi stretched out her fingertips and pressed out the unit's internal unified password.

   is still an error.

  She was frantically testing the password.

   Near the edge of the computer being locked, Jiang Yi stopped the movement of his fingertips.

   Just as the horn rang downstairs, Jiang Yi hurriedly turned off the computer to destroy the traces of her visit.

   Eagerly opened the study door and returned to his room.

  Standing at the window of the room, he went downstairs to take a look, and met Fang Chi's eyes from the air, and then he stabilized his mind.

  If one thing fails, there are two difficulties.

  She suddenly found that this sentence made sense.

   "Yiyi, Fangchi is downstairs," Jiang Ze called softly from the door, and Jiang Yi tidied himself up.

   opened the door.

"I know."

   "Is there something to pick you up?"

   "Mr. Fu made an appointment to take wedding photos today."

  Jiang Ze's eyebrows and eyes became gentle because of Jiang Yi's words, and he reached out and touched her head: "After the filming is finished, bring it back for Dad to see."

  Jiang Yi smiled and nodded: "Okay."

  When Jiang Yi left, Jiang Ze went back to the study.

   Observed the study room, looking carefully from the bookshelf to the desk.

  Reassured only if no abnormality is found.

  Fu Xiting, although he can arrange everything properly, in the final analysis, he still has the unique strength of the rich in his bones, even though this person thinks that he is an estimate of Jiang Yi's feelings.

   Ke Jiangyi still felt that the feeling of being arranged was extremely uncomfortable.

  The capital has no shortage of talented people.

  The master of photography was invited by Fu Xiting to provide special services. When Jiang Yi went, Vivian and her team had already been waiting for a long time.

  In this studio, it is very exciting.

  Except for the photography team, make-up team and some professional service personnel, there are also many vice presidents of the East Court. They surrounded Fu Xiting, holding documents or bowing their heads to listen. The atmosphere of the scene was once weird.

  Until Jiang Yi entered, no one dared to disturb this high-end meeting except for the trivial sound of moving the machine and finishing the clothes.

  The country's richest man holds a live meeting, and several people can witness it with their own eyes.

   It is a blessing that everyone can see Jiang Yi today.

   "Mrs. Jiang, this way please," the stylist greeted Jiang Yi when he saw Jiang Yi.

   Perfectly prevented Jiang Yi from wanting to talk to Fu Xiting.

   Among the vice presidents surrounding Fu Xiting, one or two people saw Jiang Yi's eyes that couldn't help but want to kill someone.

  Coughed, rubbed his nose with his index finger, looked at Fu Xiting and shouted as if warning: "Fu Dong?"

  Fu Xiting raised his eyes to look at the person, with some doubts in his eyes.

  Following the vice president's line of sight, he saw Jiang Yi wanting to kill him.

   "It's here today, let's go!"

   If it is said that Fu Xiting is not a busy man, no one will believe it.

  Jiang Yi's gaze stayed on the mirror.

   Watching the man in a black suit stepping towards him.

   "Director Fu is a busy man."

  Fu Xiting stood behind Jiang Yi, listened to Jiang Yi's sarcasm, and smiled faintly.

   "Did you see the dress?"

   "You are so busy and still taking wedding photos?"

   "The satin white gauze matches your temperament."

  One question and one answer, all answers are irrelevant.

  Fu Xiting found the secret of conversation from Jiang Yi. It is probably appropriate to act as a deaf person.

  Don't be so serious about everything, or you won't live long.

  The conversation between the two was like a master's move.

   All the costume and make-up artists beside him fell into a trap.

  Looking at the two of them for a long time, unable to recover.

  Jiang Yi was annoyed by Fu Xiting's wrong answer.

   smiled angrily, since that's the case, then he can't be blamed.

"sit."

  She dragged Fu Xiting to sit on the chair beside her, and told her: "I didn't get up, Mr. Fu had better not leave, or I would run away too."

  Fu Xiting:

  Over 30 years old, the most boring thing Fu Xiting has done in his life is probably wasting hours of time taking wedding photos, and he can't have any complaints, because he asked for it all himself.

  Jiang Yi didn't want to do such troublesome things at first, but he insisted on it himself.

   So much so that Jiang Yi held her by her side today and couldn't walk away.

  Bored, Fu Xiting took out the magazines aside to pass the time.

  But was taken away by Jiang Yi.

  He turned his head and wanted to take out his mobile phone to arrange work. Jiang Yi raised his hand to interrupt the makeup artist's work, and looked at Fu Xiting expressionlessly from the side.

  The latter pursed his lips and nodded helplessly.

  Put the phone back.

  The bosses of Dongting, thanks to Jiang Yi's blessing, received calls and text messages from any boss from 2:00 pm to 11:30 pm.

   It was the quietest afternoon of my career.

  Jiang Yi taught Fu Xiting a hard lesson by adhering to the posture that you won't make me better and I won't make you better.

   When the two came out of the studio, it was already nearly ten hours later.

   And on this day, the news that the richest man in the country feared internal affairs may have spread throughout the capital.

   "Director Fu, Zhao Zhen went to see Dr. Jiang."

  Fu Xiting had just come out of the studio when Fang Chi ran over eagerly and informed him of this time.

   "Let him go," the man said firmly without any hesitation.

   Looking back, I saw that Jiang Yi didn't keep up. He had been in the studio for a long time in July, and this person's gentle temper was a little grumpy.

   "Don't go home? Be there as a mascot?"

   "Aren't you curious what they will talk about?"

  Fu Xiting opened the car door while responding: "I'm not curious."

"I'm curious."

   "So? If you don't let me move, I can't move. If you are curious, I have to be curious?"

   Too lazy to divide chapters, two in one

  (end of this chapter)