Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 248 249: The road is long, let's walk slowly

  Jiang Yi's undisguised sense of proportion and distance made Fu Xiting wonder whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

  Sense of proportion is a rare thing. Once a person has this thing, he will not go out and mess around. At least, he knows where the bottom line is.

   This is what he should like.

  Sorrow is because of the sense of distance.

  He seems to have a fake marriage, and his wife is not familiar with him.

  It's very similar to the way strangers get along with each other.

  Like the two cats at home, they come out to rub once in a while.

   Hid after rubbing.

   Really good job.

  Forget about it in the next few days, but now... He couldn't stand hearing Jiang Yi's remarks in public.

  Jiang Yi, on the other hand, always felt that he was not at fault, even if there was, the fault was Fu Xiting and not himself.

  How can there be any reason to force others to love others?

   Isn't this the same as forcing you on the toilet and making you shit?

"Normal people want to be vegetarian after eating meat. This is a normal combination. Mr. Fu, I don't know if I have a problem or you have a problem. People always walk and rest, but you want me to be like a perpetual motion machine." To love you at a high frequency, I suggest you learn from the Teletubbies, put an antenna on your forehead to know your own positioning, and stop living with these unrealistic and debilitating fantasies all day long."

  Jiang Yi really couldn't understand Fu Xiting's thinking, a big man, he was always thinking about it, and it seemed that if she didn't love him, it was breaking the law.

   "You are really justified!" Fu Xiting snorted, staring at Jiang Yi and touching his eyes with a faint cold light.

  Upstairs, Sihan, who was originally bored and leaned on the railing, saw Fu Xiting throw Jiang Yi into the car all the way.

Half of his body was about to get out of the railing, and he wanted to see what was going on inside, but he didn't see anything. He also saw Fang Chi being thrown out of the car, raised his eyebrows slightly, and blew Whistle, before he could say anything, Fang Chi got into the car again in a daze.

   This transformation is as fast as a tornado.

   It was just a blink of an eye.

   Fang Chi sat in the driver's seat, shivering.

   Not long ago, when Director Fu was out socializing, someone once said with a smile that Mrs. Fu was really good at finding her.

  This is really good, it's irony in the open and in the dark, and the irony is a bit indescribable.

   There is a bit of provocation and a bit of truth.

  A man in his 30s finds a girl in her early 20s. No matter how you look at it, it is a bit like an old couple and a young wife. Since ancient times, people have mostly laughed at the combination of an old couple and a young wife.

  Jiang Yi is mature and stable, and her methods are better than most people. After all, the experience of an international negotiator in her previous life has been deeply engraved in her bones.

   But occasionally, her mouth is really frivolous and unreasonable.

  When you hate someone, you can come up with any ugly words.

  Jiang Yi's back went numb from Fu Xiting's straightforward words.

   In her mind, Fu Xiting's words must be you.

   I just don't want to admit it.

  But I always feel that the reason and value of my existence in this life is for revenge, and those loves and loves will only become her burden.

   Block her progress.

  However, Fu Xiting is different. A person who is sitting on billions of dollars at the age of 30 and a person who has just stood at the starting point have completely different thoughts and ideas.

   Although Jiang Yi is Jiang Fu, in this life, she is still at the starting point.

  In the back seat, the atmosphere was tense. Fang Chi's hand holding the steering wheel was dripping with cold sweat.

   "Tell the truth," Jiang Yi argued.

  Fu Xiting stared at her with a sullen face, without saying a word.

   "You said that you don't expect anything in return, but what you are doing now is completely different from the promise you made to me at the beginning."

  When Jiang Yi said this, he was half-emphasis and unreasonable, but not half-point, on the contrary, he was quite coquettish.

  She knew very well that when she quarreled with Fu Xiting, it would be herself who would suffer in the end, not anyone else.

  It's quite like Lin Daiyu.

  A real master will always defuse the crisis with bare hands in times of crisis, and Jiang Yi is undoubtedly such a person.

Fu Xiting's strong eyes were relieved for a moment, Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to hook his neck, tilted his head, and scratched Fu Xiting's heart with a soft voice like a kitten's paw: "What you say to others is the same as It's quite a different story to tell you."

Fu Xiting took advantage of the momentum to grab her waist, and grabbed her chin with the other hand, and attached his thin lips, tossing and turning, until the temperature in the car was getting higher, and in the sound of Fangchi slamming the door, Fu Xiting sent him out of breath. Jiang Yi's bewitching voice rubbed against her ears: "Which sentence is true and which sentence is false?"

  Jiang Yi was panting, her face was reddish, and she had nowhere to escape from Fu Xiting's embarrassing gaze. She looked directly at Fu Xiting, and her slender fingertips burrowed into the hem of his shirt: "The love words are all true."

"Well……."

  In the evening, the people who were entertaining dispersed intermittently. Fang Chi originally leaned against the body of the car to smoke. After all, the sound insulation of the luxury car is quite good, so he couldn't hear what was said inside.

   But gradually, he felt that something was wrong, and the trembling body told him that this place was no longer a place for him to stay.

  The two people in the car were up and down.

  Jiang Yi would pay a painful price every time he flirted with Fu Xiting, and today's price is being held in the car to grind.

  But unfortunately, she hasn't expanded her territory here yet, the harder Fu Xiting pushes her, the more forbearing she becomes.

The sound of whimpering and sharp claws became her only outlet. Fu Xiting went home to take a bath that night, and when he took off his clothes, he felt a stabbing pain in his lower back. Standing in front of the full-length mirror and looking back, the dense scratches made him helplessly laugh .

  The movement in the car gradually stopped.

  About a quarter of an hour later, Fu Xiting got out of the car and went to a newsstand beside the road to buy a bottle of water. His face full of spring breeze did not look like he was half angry?

  People who have vented their anger no matter from which angle they look at, have a kind of elation and smoothness.

  In the car, Jiang Yi leaned against the back seat and panted. When the man opened the door and entered, Fang Chi could faintly see his wife's lap covered with a suit jacket in the distance.

  My husband unscrewed the water bottle and passed the water over, Jiang Yi picked up the bottle and took a few sips.

   With a bang, the car door closed, blocking Fang Chi's view.

  He was leaning against a tree, smoking a cigarette.

  Similarly, on the balcony on the second floor, Sihan was also leaning on the balcony, smoking a cigarette.

   Both of them stared at the same place.

  In the car, Fu Xiting pulled out a tissue and wrapped the wiped tissue in his hands together, casually threw it at his feet, and said in a gentle voice, "Go home?"

  Jiang Yi leaned on the back seat and shook her head with a sore body: "You go back first, we have just started."

  The man touched her lower back with his palm, and smiled: "Is there still strength?"

  Jiang Yi closed his eyes and pulled Fu Xiting's claws off his back waist, with a floating tone: "Isn't that thanks to you?"

   "You hooked me first," Fu Xiting denied.

   "The difference between humans and animals is that humans can restrain their desires, Mr. Fu."

  Jiang Yi's voice Fu Dong Po gritted his teeth. The man was also good-tempered, he reached out and hooked Jiang Yi's back of the neck, and kissed him.

  Jiang Yi's ears were blushing, and Fu Xiting was like that. When he was in a good mood and the sky was clear, no matter what, it was easy to discuss.

   If you are in a bad mood, cold eyes can send you into hell.

  Jiang Yi seems to have figured out the secret door in the middle, and it is easy to handle Fu Xiting's emotions.

   "Waiting for you?" The man stared at her handsomely with a smile.

  Jiang Yi kissed his thin lips: "Go back first, Sihan will see me off later."

  Sihan?

oh,

   is the kid who has been lying on the railing and staring at them smoking one after another from the beginning to now.

  Fu Xi Tingen's eyes fell behind Jiang Yi, and Jiang Yi followed his gaze and looked back, raising his eyebrows: "What?"

   "Go," Fu Xiting reached out and tugged at the hem of her skirt, adjusting her appearance.

  The indifferent look made her think that the killing she just saw was an illusion.

  Jiang Yien made a sound, opened the door and got out of the car.

  Fu Xiting sat in the car, pressed the window, and watched Jiang Yi enter.

   "Director Fu, Guan Qing is on the phone."

  Three to five minutes ago, Guan Qing called Fu Xiting and couldn't get through, so he simply arrived at Fangchi.

  Fang Chi thought to himself, it would be strange if he could get through.

  The husband and wife are lingering on the sides of their necks in the mist, how can they take your call.

  The man's slender fingertips took the phone handed over by Fang Chi: "Speak."

   Guan Qing was taken aback by the short word. Fu Dong's voice was low but exuding joy, which was quite different from the breath of the underworld a few days ago.

  Is this—in a good mood?

  The little lady is working hard?

Thoughts in Guan Qing's mind were surging like waves, but he still did not forget to report to work when he was surging: "The person watching from the Zhao family said that the old man had a big fight with Bu Si, and the two of them were smashing things in the living room Yes, the situation is dire."

   How could it not be said that Fu Dong was superb in his means, directly internalizing the external conflicts, and the little lady didn't have any blood on her hands.

  Send someone to watch Bu Si, record Bu Si's words and actions and hand them over to Mr. Zhao, so that Mr. Zhao feels that Bu Si is the danger.

Two dogs fight, play off.

  Since the news about Zhao Zhen's stay in Jiangyi's territory reached his ears, this man had already started planning all this for his lover.

  Guan Qing analyzed Fu Xiting's feelings for Jiang Yi more than once.

   But the more he analyzed, the more frightened he was.

Fu Xiting stretched out his fingertips to hook the tie around his neck, and took out a cigarette from his pocket. Fang Chi handed over the lighter quickly, and the man took a puff of the cigarette, his whole body full of a sense of satiety : "Arranged by the reporter?"

   "On the way."

  Fu Xiting raised his fingertips and lit a cigarette ash by the car window: "Keep staring."

  Jiang Yi went back to the dinner party, first went to the bathroom to wash the handles, and as soon as he came out, he saw Sihan leaning against the door smoking a cigarette.

   "Confucius said: Lust and desire are expensive and have restraint."

  Jiang Yi raised his hand and threw the paper towel for wiping his hands into the trash can precisely: "Confucius said again: food, sex, and sex."

   "Such a blatant car battle, aren't you afraid of the headlines?"

  Sihan followed Jiang Yi and prepared to go up to the second floor rooftop.

Afraid?

   This word seems to be too far away from me.

  Jiang Yi heard this sentence, turned slightly and looked back.

  Looking at Sihan: "I'm afraid it will solve the problem?"

   "I'm afraid they can kill me?"

  Sihan: .

  Jiang Yi's words were light and light, but every word seemed to be crying.

  He often feels that Jiang Yi's temperament is really not what a girl in her early twenties should have. Her whole body is deep, like a wise man who has seen dynasties change.

  It seemed that all the ups and downs in the world were not enough to surprise her in the slightest.

   "Where did you go? Everyone was looking for you just now," Wen Sirui greeted Jiang Yi as soon as he went up.

   After taking two steps, the tip of his nose moved slightly, as if he smelled something: "What's the smell on you?"

  Jiang Yi felt a numbness in the back of his neck.

  I thought to myself, fortunately Wen Sirui is innocent and innocent, otherwise——.

   "Hand sanitizer?" She was good at throwing the question back.

  Wen Sirui was not obsessed with Jiang Yi's smell, but instead dragged her to the staff.

  Everyone booed her to have a drink, Jiang Yi raised her hand: "I have to drive to meet the client to talk about things later, can drinks work?"

  “A good citizen should not know the law and break the law, and should not cause trouble to others.”

  Probably because Jiang Yi is too strict in his work on weekdays, and no one dares to persuade him.

   After a while, Jiang Yi put down the cup and told Wen Sirui a few words.

  The latter followed closely: "Do you want me to go with you?"

  Jiang Yi stretched out his hand and took out his mobile phone to look at the time: "No, you guys have fun."

   "Anyway, Sihan didn't drink, let him see you off?"

  Hearing this, Jiang Yi's eyes fell on Sihan who was leaning on the railing, thinking of Yu Sibo's conversation in his mind, and slowly twirling the fingertips hanging beside him, rubbing lightly.

   "Let him come."

  Si Bai has been exploring her a lot, if Si Han stayed by his side to act as Si Bai's searchlight, then it would be useless to keep it.

   Far away, Jiang Jian Wen Sirui walked over to talk to Si Bai.

  The latter pinched the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and walked over.

"where to?"

   "Psychiatric hospital in the suburbs of Beijing."

  Sihan turned the car around and asked in doubt, "Why are you going there?"

   "Look at a friend," Jiang Yi casually responded while lowering his head and fiddling with his phone.

  Sihan glanced at Jiang Yi who was sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and said, "Good guy, there are friends in the mental hospital."

   "Do you want to know why he is in a mental hospital?" Jiang Yi turned off her mobile phone and put it in her bag, looked up at Sihan and spoke seriously.

   At this time, the driver had no idea what Jiang Yi was thinking at this time.

  He didn't know that Jiang Yi's actions and words today were deliberate.

"Why?"

  Jiang Yi flicked his nails, and opened his thin lips: "Because he betrayed me."

  When Jiang Yi said these words, Si Han inexplicably felt his back go stiff.

There was a sense of warning and threat in his lazy and casual voice. Although Sihan is said to be the second generation ancestor in everyone's mouth, he is ignorant, but it can be seen that he has not let his brother wipe his **** for so many years. This man's IQ Not low, and far from being as harmless as it looks.

  Jiang Yi's point, he obviously understood the deep meaning.

  The tense atmosphere was flowing in the car, Sihan seemed to want to break the embarrassment in the middle, and asked with a smile: "Is that person mentally ill?"

  Jiang slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and slowly withdrew his eyes from Sihan, looked out the window, and said leisurely: "I let him have it, so he must have it."

  Sihan's hand holding the steering wheel froze.

  If I let him have it, he must have it. These overbearing words reminded him of Fu Xiting.

  Fu Xiting is ruthless, and he can still understand that it is difficult for a person who was framed by his own mother to climb out of the dead to have any more compassion for this world, and even if he does, he is pretending.

  But Jiang Yi's momentum is not inferior to him, which is really hard to figure out.

  With a good background and loving parents, it is impossible for Jiang Yi to become a ruthless executioner with only these two points, but obviously, she is not like that.

  Sihan's back was tense all the way, thinking about Jiang Yi's beating in his mind.

  When the car stopped at the gate of the mental hospital, Jiang Yi invited Sihan to go in together.

  The latter shook his head: "I'll smoke a cigarette and wait for you outside."

  Hearing the word you, the corners of Jiang Yi's lips curled up slightly. Sihan had never used honorifics, so he probably scared people today.

  Jiang Yi smiled and nodded: "Then wait a moment."

  Sihan watched Jiang Yi leave, his hands were shaking where no one else could see.

  I always feel that under Jiang Yi's seemingly youthful appearance, there are countless cruelties hidden.

  No, no, don’t think so, it is.

  The light and beating tone couldn't be expressed after sitting in a high position for several years.

  Jiang Yi walked all the way to the mental hospital, stood at the door of the room at the end of the corridor and knocked on the door.

   There was a sound of entering in the room.

  She stretched out her hand and opened the door to enter, and saw several computers placed in the white ward, like a secret base unknown to outsiders.

   "It's very early, I should go to bed earlier."

  In front of the computer, a man with a pair of black-rimmed eyes, his cynical tone sounded amidst the sound of the machine running.

  Jiang Yi closed the door with his backhand and went in, looking at the person sitting in front of the computer: "You only said see you in the evening, but didn't say the specific time."

  The man turned his eyes and stared at her: "It's not easy to get out of the gentle village, isn't it? Isn't it a bit too much for you to show your hickey in front of a psychopath so unabashedly?"

  He wanted to say something, but when he looked back, he saw the hickey on Jiang Yi's neck, which was quite eye-catching.

  I have known Jiang Yi for so many years, and I have been in a relationship with Lin Jingzhou for so many years without any traces. Now I have been with Fu Xiting for far less time than Lin Jingzhou, but this clumsy show is revealed.

   Li Xing took out a cigarette from the cigarette case in front of the computer desk, took out a lighter and lit it.

   Turning the computer chair to look at Jiang Yi, staring at her like a teacher staring at a student who made a mistake.

  Jiang Yi put one hand in his pocket and looked at him with a teasing look on his face, with a bit of looseness invisible to others.

Li Xing took a puff of cigarette, watched the smoke rings float into the sky, and seemed to be suspicious of something: "Although Fu Xiting came from a wealthy family, he didn't have the reserve that a wealthy family should have, and he acted recklessly. You came here so brazenly, aren't you afraid that he will catch you?"

  Li Xing is a person who has known Jiang Yi for many years. When the two first entered the rivers and lakes, they supported each other and walked a very long way.

  Partnership and mutual assistance in Vanity Fair can be said to be inseparable.

  After the accident, the first person Jiang Yi thought of was not her parents or Lin Jingzhou, but Li Xing. The first person in this world who knew that she was Jiang Fu was the person in front of her eyes.

  She died at the hands of capital, and Li Xing will definitely be next.

  Who would allow a big hacker to stand against him?

as expected.

  He was hunted down the day he moved the guy with him.

   Jumped into the river and drifted for more than ten kilometers before fainting and found by her on the beach.

  In order to avoid the eyes and ears of everyone, Jiang Yi made him pretend to be crazy and send him to a mental hospital.

   Only then has the present scene.

  Of course, from the perspective of his own interests, he will not let people who practice this kind of practice leak to outsiders.

  If he sided with others, it would be a great harm to himself.

   "I'm afraid, can I not come?" Jiang Yi's tone was calm.

  Li Xing fished the ashtray beside him and lit a little ash: "Yes."

   "Come and see," the man hooked his hand to let her go, Jiang Yi stepped over and saw the mailbox on the computer screen.

   "Can't print it?" she asked.

  The content of Zhao Zhen’s private mailbox is really exciting. It contains not only the emails that Zhao Zhen has cooperated with others, but also the correspondence between him and his mistress. Although the tone of voice is normal, the note name is really eye-catching.

   When Jiang Yi leaned over, he sniffed his nose, then sat on a chair and looked up at Jiang Yi.

  The latter looked at him with lowered eyes, and said in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

   Li Xing stretched out his index finger and rubbed his nose: "Forget it, it's nothing."

  He can't make Jiang Yi remember to take a shower next time, can he?

   You don't need to think about it to know that this shrew will do it.

  But after thinking about it, he still couldn't bear it.

  So he bit the bullet and asked, "Is the mansion without water?"

  Jiang Yi frowned and looked at him, a little puzzled: "What do you mean?"

   Strictly enforce: "Can't you take a shower afterwards?"

boom--.

  Jiang Yi hit his head directly on the keyboard of the computer desk, looking fiercely like a male lion who is dissatisfied and can't find a female, wishing to eat two people to solve it.

   Li Xing: ...he knew it.

   "If your bones are itchy, you can just say it directly, there is no need to beat around the bush."

"I---."

   "Still talking?" Jiang Yi's eyes froze.

Staring at Li Xing, he shivered, and stretched out his finger to point at the computer screen: "The wonderful thing is not Zhao Zhen's mailbox, I also hacked the mailbox of your ex-emmm, and you will find that Zhao Zhen is really a small skill, who is the boss?" Understand."

  Li Xing reached out and pressed on the keyboard, and Lin Han's mailbox screen appeared in front of Jiang Yi.

  Jiang Yi stared at the computer screen, slowly tightening her fingertips on the back of the chair.

  On the computer screen is the email exchange between Lin Han and someone.

  April 27, 2010: The number of people traveling has been determined.

  The following is the list, led by Jiang Fu, leading a team of eleven people.

  The other party: Your future daughter-in-law is among them, do you not change your strategy?

  Lin Han: Not for me, everyone should not stay in this world, and my daughter-in-law can be found again.

  The other party: My condolences.

  Lin Han: Congratulations.

  The outsider's mourning may be sincere, but Lin Han's joy is also sincere.

  Jiang Yi remembers very clearly that on the night of April 26, Lin Han came to him to bring up the matter, wanting to stand by his side to attack Jiangshan for him, but Jiang Yi rejected his proposal.

  Probably because she was the dominant one in the relationship with Lin Jingzhou, and when Jin Lin Han sat across from him and made a request, Jiang Yi refused without thinking.

   She can't lower her figure to cater to others.

   And the next day, Lin Han used her death to herald a surprise.

   Sure enough—capital is ruthless.

  There are only interests and feelings in this world? That's bullshit.

  It is as thin as a piece of paper, and it can be broken by spit by others.

   It can be seen from this conversation that Lin Han wanted to kill her since she began to reject Lin Han.

"Lin Jingzhou's mother, Wu Mei, took advantage of the vacancy of the cargo to transport medical equipment back from the sea, and the list of the equipment transported back was completely inconsistent with the list she reported. There is no lack of tax evasion, and their items should be scraps. Defective."

   "It is written on the list that it is a high-end product, but it is actually a shoddy product."

  Jiang Yi stood behind him without saying a word.

  The eyes staring at the computer screen were slightly scarlet.

"Think about when was the turning point in your life?" Li Xing thought for a while: "It should be after you met Lin Jingzhou, before you met him, you were originally from the Qingliu school, and although Lin Jingzhou himself was also Qingliu, but he couldn't help it. How could a century-old family like theirs allow a person who violated their own morals to come into their family? If you want to marry him, you have to stand in his team. If you don’t want to, then you are a different kind of person. When everyone is turbid, you are pure alone, when everyone is drunk, you are sober alone, sometimes, being sober is also a mistake.”

  Jiang Yi withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "Do you think it's my fault?"

  Li Xing heard the dullness in Jiang Yi's words, and immediately felt something was wrong, and changed the subject: "Of course not, don't blame yourself, blame others if you want to."

  Jiang Yi pursed her lips slightly, and was silent for a few seconds: "You sort out the list of Wu Mei's partners and send it to me."

   "I'll go meet them."

   Strictly implement: "Eat food one bite at a time, and do things one by one."

   "You get rid of Zhao Zhen first."

   "I know," Jiang Yi stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, put away the overflowing emotions, then took two cigarettes from the bag and threw them to him: "You want it."

   "Thank you, Lord Ron," he sternly threw the cigarettes into the cabinet.

   "You know what? I found a friend here these days."

  Jiang Yi gave his hand ready to carry the bag: "I'm not interested in the friends you made in the mental hospital."

   "Then I want to tell you, he used to be a senior trader?"

   "My daughter and his wife are dead, and he went crazy and entered a mental hospital, but every day there are sober moments, this story is quite exciting, I will tell you when you come next time."

  Jiang Yi rolled his eyes at him: "You still gave me a preview of the next episode?"

  Leaving the ward, when Jiang Yi passed by the door of a single ward, she was frightened into a cold sweat by a hand that suddenly protruded from inside.

   Looking sideways, I saw a cleanly dressed man standing in front of the door and reaching out to greet her.

  She leaned against the wall and looked at the man in the ward. Anyone who was frightened in the middle of the night would break out in a cold sweat.

   "Are you Li Xing's friend?" The man's voice was mellow.

  Jiang Yi looked at him and nodded: "What's the matter?"

   "Can you go to Xujiayuan on the second ring road and give me a message?"

  Jiang Yi recalled the Xujiayuan in his mind: "Xujiayuan was demolished a long time ago."

   "Really!" Hearing that Xu's family home had been demolished, the man was a little depressed.

   stared at the ground without saying a word.

  Jiang Yi waited quietly for a few minutes, and seeing that the man didn't speak, he stepped away.

  Walking to the side of the car, I saw Sihan messing around in the forum with his mobile phone.

  She walked up to her, startling people.

   "What's new?"

  Sihan put away his phone and started the car: "There are so many, it's all your news."

   "I said you were unlucky, and Zhao Zhen was in trouble."

   "Say you are lucky to marry Fu Xiting."

   The bad luck is real. After all, the death of a person like Zhao Zhen is not a pity, but it is better to stay away from death, and something happened on Jiang Yi's territory.

  Good luck?

   is also true! After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Fu Xiting treated her well.

  Si Han's thoughts had just landed, and Jiang Yi asked while twisting the mineral water: "Then, am I lucky or unlucky?"

While turning the car around, Sihan said leisurely: "Human! I always lead a mixed life, too entangled in my fate, and people who are not unlucky often have a bad life. Look at me and my brother. My teenage uncle killed my parents in order to compete for property, so we both still have to live? We are unwilling to die, so we can only bite the bullet and live. Since everyone wants to get my grandpa’s property, So why can't it be the two of us?"

  Death is not reconciled.

  Jiang Yi heard these five words, isn't it his current situation?

  Sihan has cracked things, but she is still struggling.

"where to?"

   As soon as Sihan asked where he was going, Jiang Yi's cell phone rang, she reached out to pick it up, and the man asked gently from the other side: "When will you be back?"

  Jiang Yi glanced at the time, it was eleven o'clock.

   "It's on the way," she responded mildly.

  On the other side, Fu Xiting was sitting in the study, and jumped onto his desk later. He reached out and stroked the cat's head, chatting with his lover on his mobile phone: "Ask Fang Chi to pick you up?"

Jiang Yi heard the purr of that cat through the mobile phone. In the dead of night, after going through the real situation just now, she inexplicably felt that at this moment, there was a little warmth, which was inconsistent with her current situation. Rou Yi: "No, Sihan will send me back."

  Fu Xiting's hand had moved from the cat's head to its chin, and the provocative kitten raised its head.

   reminded Jiang Yi in a low voice: "Let him be more stable."

   "No rush, I'll wait for you no matter how late."

Not urgent?

  Yeah, what’s the hurry?

  Yuyuan can't run away, and Yuyuan has no one who wants to kill her.

  What is she anxious about?

  She can rush for revenge, but life cannot be rushed.

  Just as Jiang Yi was digesting Fu Xiting's tenderness, the man's hoarse voice came into her mind again: "The road is long, let's walk slowly."

  Jiang Yi's lips parted, her brows and eyes softened a bit, and a faint smile spread on her face: "Okay."

   This sound is good, and Fu Xiting's heart flutters when he hears it.

   A stone was thrown into the rippling lake. He was smashed magnificently.

   After receiving the call, Jiang Yi told Sihan to go back to Yu Garden.

  Sihan nodded, and the young boy who had been chattering just now was silent for a while.

  Many years later, someone was playing a big adventure at the wine table, and when it was Sihan's turn to tell the truth, someone asked him who Bai Yueguang was.

  The first person that came to his mind was Jiang Yi.

  It is Jiang Yi, who has both children and a happy family, and is spoiled by her husband as a young girl.

  Of course, this is a cinnabar mole, so it cannot be said.

  (end of this chapter)