Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 225 225: Then go to hell!

  Jiang Yi staggered out of the car, and her shaky steps supported her dilapidated body from being blown away by the wind and rain on this rainy night.

  Standing in this panicked place like duckweed on the sea.

  The blood behind him is like a long river, slow but never-ending.

   She is the victim of a gift-giving relationship whose dominance is caused by her fiancé.

   Lin Han and Wu Mei, the two she had thought of treating well.

  But now—the truth is in front of her eyes, and she is sadly despised.

  The woman who used to stand in a high position is now standing in the alley late at night, becoming a lonely ghost.

  Jiang Yi's warm forehead touched the cold wall, and she was like a dodder attached to the wall, gradually withering in the storm.

  The low choking sound became the wailing of wild ghosts.

  【Some things will only be terrified if you think about them carefully】

  【The reason why the truth is not important is because some people cannot afford the pain the truth brings to her】

  【I won’t tell you, you go find it yourself】

  【You can come back to me obediently after being cramp and broken】

  【I am not a good person, but I am not a bad person either

  【It is their honor to be attached to me】

  【If there is a mistake in accepting gifts, then there are many people in this world who deserve to die】

  Fu Xiting's words repeated and circled in Jiang Yi's mind sentence by sentence.

  Unable to get rid of it, she screamed and wanted to expel Fu Xiting's shadow from her mind, but this person seemed to have grown roots in her brain and could not be pulled out.

  He knew that she was tough and that she was struggling on this road, but he didn't tell her the truth. He watched her step by step and watched her sink step by step.

   Watching her strip the truth and get bruised.

   This is what Fu Xiting did. This man just wants her to hit the south wall.

   It broke her whole body and made her heart ache.

  At midnight, heavy rain was pouring, and no one was walking in the alley.

   When Lin Jingzhou found this place, he saw Jiang Yi sitting on the ground wearing a raincoat, struggling like a lifeless person.

  He walked over with staggering steps, and when Jiang Fu's apologetic voice came out of his lips, there was a faint trembling.

  Jiang Yi sat on the ground without raising her eyelids, the rain fell on her hair and wet her eyelashes.

   "Lin Jingzhou, have you ever seen me in such a mess?" The woman's voice was deep and calm.

   "No," Lin Jingzhou wanted to reach out to touch Jiang Yi, but he didn't know where to start.

   "Say, should I fool your father?"

  She asked Lin Jingzhou in extremely cruel tones.

   Should he kill his father? Lin Jingzhou couldn't answer this question.

   "If killing people pays for their lives, doesn't he deserve to die?"

Seeing that Lin Jingzhou was struggling, Jiang Yi's tone of voice changed slightly, and he looked at Lin Jingzhou with a half smile: "Don't you love me? Can you die for me? Why don't you talk at this time? You Did your father kill your fiancée with his own hands, or did you say that Lin Fan wanted me to die long ago so that you could be with Zhao Ying?"

   "I didn't," Lin Jingzhou quickly refuted Jiang Yi's words.

  Jiang Yi burst into anger when he heard these three words: "Then answer my question."

  Lin Jingzhou looked at Jiang Yi with regret in his eyes, and the person who was squatting next to Jiang Yi slowly got up.

   Gradually, the black suit pants touched the ground, and his knees fell to the ground, kneeling in front of Jiang Yi, like a child begging for forgiveness.

   "I want to know the truth wholeheartedly, but I never thought it would end like this. If I can, I am willing to die for you, I am willing to die for you, but I can't say about Lin Han's life and death, Fufu—"

   "Then you go to hell!"

  Jiang Yi hated his head, looking at Lin Jingzhou as if looking at an enemy.

  From the perspective of a bystander, some people might say that Lin Jingzhou is innocent, but what about the reality?

  Not really.

   Compared with the dead, no one is innocent.

"It's not enough for you to die. Excluding the crew on the plane, there are so many lives. Jia Bandit, Li Nan, and Peng Yan all boarded the plane with me because they trusted me. But what? I don't kill Bole, but Bole Die because of me."

  Jiang Yi sat up slowly, and when his thin back was separated from the wall, his whole body was a little swaying.

   "Kneel down?"

She sneered, then walked up to Lin Jingzhou, kneeled on the ground, and knelt in front of Lin Jingzhou: "If kneeling is useful, then I kneel here and beg you, go and kill those who hurt me! Don't you love me? Didn't you say that you can die for me? I don't need you to die, you live, kill those enemies for me!"

  "You should kneel before those who hurt me and beg them to die as an apology, instead of kneeling before me to tell your unspeakable secrets. The person who died was me, not them. Do you have unspeakable secrets? Who doesn't?"

Jiang Yi looked at Lin Jingzhou, the anger in his eyes could not be concealed: "You pursued me, but I refused, and you swore to me that you would support my career, tolerate everything about me, and be with me on this road. We have been walking side by side, and the result? Your father killed me with his own hands, you lied to me to go home, closed the door and beheaded me, Lin Jingzhou, are you still a man?"

   "Haven't you always been committed to finding the truth of my death? Now that you have found it, what then? Don't you want revenge?"

   "You son of a bitch," Jiang Yi looked at Lin Jingzhou and began word by word.

   These two words made Lin Jingzhou's head hang down slowly.

  Like a person who has been pumped down the spine.

  Jiang Yi stood up slowly while propping herself up, her swaying figure gave off a feeling of almost drifting away.

   "Jiang Fu," Lin Jingzhou stretched out his hand to grab him.

  Jiang Fu fell heavily on the ground in order to shake off him.

  Bones all over his body seemed to be falling apart, and the glass shards on his skin seemed to be a little deeper.

  The image of Jiang is a dying fish struggling on the beach.

  At 3:56 in the morning, she left the deep alley.

   Avoided several surveillance cameras and headed for the familiar family building.

  At seven past four in the morning, a girl in a raincoat knocked on the door of the family building.

  Zou Yin came out to open the door with her clothes on, and Jiang Yi's body fell directly into the door.

   The two words he said before he passed out were: Help me.

  The person who made an oath with his new husband in front of the guests during the day, and came to ask for help at night with injuries all over his body.

  Zou Yin called Jiang Kuo in a hurry, and when Jiang Kuo saw Jiang Yi, he was frightened.

   "Sent to the hospital?"

  Zou Yin thought for a while: "The hospital is next door, if she wanted to go, she wouldn't come here."

   "Bring it in first."

   When Zou Yin cut off the raincoat on her body, she discovered that the girl was pierced by dense glass all over her body.

  The wound is shocking.

  Zou Yin and Jiang Kuo looked at each other unconsciously.

  We are only a few hours away from the wedding.

  The reason for this is really shocking.

   "Treat the wound first."

   After all, they are a couple of doctors. Although the family conditions are not as good as those of the hospital, they are better than other families.

  From midnight to dusk.

  Two major surgical experts picked out the glass shards on Jiang Yi's body.

   At this time, the pajamas on the two of them were wet again and again.

  When the sun sets, all ghosts and ghosts in the dark night will surface.

  【In the early morning, a resident friend reported to the police that there was a fight in an alley not far from the Central Hospital】

  【The male wounded was stabbed seventy-six times and is currently being rescued in the hospital】

  In the hospital lobby, Zou Yin and Jiang Kuo were just about to walk in when they saw the TV news. The husband and wife looked at each other unconsciously, vaguely feeling that this matter had something to do with Jiang Yi.

   "What to do? This seems serious."

  Jiang Kuo looked at the TV screen, reached out and patted Zou Yin on the shoulder, and the two walked side by side to the office and said, "I don't think the child is very old, so contact his parents first?"

   "Don't you have her mother's phone number?"

  Zou Yin thought about it, and seemed to think it made sense.

  He took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Yi Tian. When the call was about to be dialed out, the scene of yesterday's wedding scene flashed in his mind.

  Stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Kuo who was about to leave: "Does her husband seem more suitable for handling this matter?"

   "What if the injury on her body is caused by her husband?"

  Jiang Kuo asked back.

   After all, it is rare to run out with injuries all over the body on the wedding night. When they were dealing with Jiang Yi's wounds last night, they vaguely had this idea.

  This morning, Yi Tian received a call from Zou Yin while he was asleep.

  Zou Yin spoke euphemistically, but Yi Tian was still shocked.

  She begged Zou Yin to take good care of Jiang Yi, put on her clothes and left Jiang's house in a panic.

  When he saw Jiang Yi lying on the bed covered in injuries with a pale face, something was buzzing in Yi Tian's mind.

   "She knocked on the door at around 4:10 last night. When I opened the door, I fell in. Would you like to call the police?"

   "Also, we found this on her body," Zou Yin said, taking out a **** knife to Yi Tian.

  Yi Tian looked shocked.

  Zou Yin took a look at this noble lady. The normally neatly dressed person was now naked, with pajamas under the windbreaker. She knew that Yi Tian must have just woken up.

  So she turned on the TV in the living room, and the news about Zhao Zhen's injury was being broadcast on the TV news.

   "Mrs. Jiang read the news first."

  Yi Tian's eyes stayed on the TV screen until the news was over.

   "Don't call the police, please."

   She choked up and opened her mouth, took out her mobile phone and called Fu Xiting.

  At this moment, all she could think of was Fu Xiting.

  Why not Jiang Ze?

  Yi Tian was very clear in his heart, and there was a certain relationship between Jiang Ze and Zhao Zhen.

   is not safe.

  At this time, Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting are in a relationship of husband and wife, one is prosperous and the other is hurting, and only Fu Xiting can crush this group of dignitaries.

   And at this time, in the hospital.

  Fu Xiting has just come out of the emergency room and is still awake.

  Yi Tian's call was answered by Guan Qing.

   Subconsciously, the call from Guan Qing entering the room was unusual, but he still answered it.

  Yi Tian went straight to the point, asking for Fu Xiting.

  Guan Qing pursed her lips and thought for a second, then asked Yi Tian: "Did something happen to the little lady?"

  Yi Tian knew very well that he couldn't hide it at this time: "Yes."

   "Is it convenient to talk about it?"

   "Secretary Guan can read the news, it's about Zhao Zhen."

  Guan Qing could hardly contain the turmoil in his heart, so he hung up the phone and took out his mobile phone to check the news.

  Earth-shattering? ? ? ?

   No, no, no, earth-shattering is no longer enough to describe the situation at this time.

  How ruthless Jiang Fu's methods are, Guan Qing has heard of it even if he has never seen it.

  But what he never expected was to be so vicious.

  She stabbed Fu Xiting with the same knife, and then stabbed Zhao Zhen.

   A total of seventy-six dollars.

  Something flashed in Guan Qing's mind, and he grabbed Wu Jiangbai who was standing beside him: "How many days has Jiang Juan been dead?"

  Wu Jiangbai thought for a while: "Seventy-six days, what's wrong?"

  Guan Qing handed over the phone, Wu Jiangbai fell silent after seeing the news.

  How crazy can a woman be?

  Jiang Yi is probably the most perfect interpretation.

  When Guan Qing hung up the phone for a few minutes, Yi Tian was experiencing infinite struggle in his heart.

"Mrs. Jiang, let me tell you the truth! You must have guessed the reasons of the Central Plains. The little lady stabbed Fu Dong to the hospital with the same knife last night. Fu Dong is now in a coma. As a subordinate, I dare not Make a rash decision, take care of your little wife first, and I will contact you as soon as my husband wakes up."

   "Secretary Guan."

  When Guan Qing was about to hang up the phone, Yi Tian hurriedly said, "Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest. When disaster strikes, they will die together. If something happens to my daughter, I will drag Mr. Fu into the water."

  Guan Qing was taken aback, as if he didn't expect this person with the reputation of being a gentle beauty from the south of the Yangtze River to have such a side.

   "Mrs. Jiang doesn't seem to understand Guan's meaning. What happened like this, it's not us ordinary people who can protect the little lady, but Mr. Fu, but Mr. Fu is in a coma at this time, and we dare not jump to conclusions."

   "Secretary Guan, you are capable when planning human lives, but you are not capable of saving them, right? Jiang Fu's death has something to do with you, right?"

  Guan Qing: .

  Yi Tian's voice is cold and thin, without any emotion.

  It looks like a person who is about to die looking for an enemy.

   "Jiang Yi is now at Dr. Zou's house, and wants everyone to die together, just wait!"

  Guan Qing looked at the computer that was hung up, with emotions constantly surging in her mind.

"What's wrong?"

  Wu Jiangbai was worried when he saw Guan Qing's face was ugly.

   "Madam Jiang called for help, and the little lady is in trouble."

   "Can he be safe? Stab two people in one night."

  Guan Qing didn't know whether to laugh or worry for a while: "What should we do now?"

   "Wait for Fu Dong to wake up," Wu Jiangbai didn't dare to make random decisions, after all, Zhao Zhen can be regarded as a person with a reputation.

   "Mrs. Jiang can't wait."

   "She said, if everyone dies together, is it possible that the little lady didn't just stab Zhao Zhen and Fu Dong last night."

   "Fu Dong," while Guan Qing and Wu Jiangbai were still thinking about how to solve the problem, Fang Chi's "Fu Dong" attracted their attention.

   "Director Fu," Fu Xiting's eyes slightly lifted on the hospital bed.

  Looking around and wearing a ventilator, the first sentence I asked was: "Where is the little lady?"

  Fang Chi glanced at Guan Qing, and Guan Qing went to Fu Xiting's side, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Fu, the little lady stabbed Zhao Zhen last night, and he is now in a dire situation. Mrs. Jiang just called for help, shall we?"

   Fiction is false, untrue, exaggerated, and groundless. If you must use realistic standards to measure fiction, how is it different from working overtime? The existence of novels is like the joy of fishing at work, it is a secret base that exists in a narrow aisle and cannot be pryed by outsiders.

  (end of this chapter)