Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  It's not that Fu Xiting has never been drunk.

  In their industry, getting drunk is commonplace.

  Drinking into the hospital is even more common.

   Just like today, uncommon.

  Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting who was helped in by Fang Chi and Guan Qing, and was stunned for a few seconds: "How much did you drink?"

  Guan Qing put Fu Xiting on the sofa in Jiangyi Ward, sweat dripping from his temples.

  June, the end of summer.

   Only one day left in July.

  Fu Xiting slumped on the sofa in a drunken state.

  Brows are frowned, quite disgusted.

   On the contrary, Fang Chi and the others are true confidants, and they seem to be quite handy in serving Fu Xiting.

   Several people hadn't gone out yet, the doctor came in and pulled out the needle, Jiang Yi sat on the bed with a cotton swab and looked at Fu Xiting who was moaning on the sofa.

  A little bit of potion, a little while to go to the toilet, in short - extremely noisy.

  At ten o'clock, the people in the ward left one after another, leaving only a drunk man and a sick man who was dying.

  Jiang Yi sat on the bed and looked at the unconscious Fu Xiting.

   Stared at him for a long time, then sighed, feeling a little helpless in his heart, originally he didn't want to control his life, but he really couldn't bear it, he coaxed and hugged him when he was sick, and he couldn't go too far when he came to him.

  I can't bear to feel sorry for my conscience, and there is also a little love mixed in it.

   Anyone who takes that position knows that some wines cannot be pushed away.

Jiang Yi walked to the sofa with the blanket in his arms, and was about to bend over to cover Fu Xiting's body. The man's tightly closed brows and eyes were lifted instantly, and his sharp eyes shot out like sharp knives. He wished to cut the person in front of him into pieces. At that moment, Jiang Yi suddenly let go of his defenses. He was drunk, but he was still half awake.

  The palm that was holding Jiang Yi's arm slowly loosened half a point, and took advantage of the situation to hug him into his arms.

   Gently comforting her with his gentle palm, alcohol-smelling words came out of Jiang Yi's ears: "I scared you."

  Fu Xiting was very guarded, and Jiang Yi knew it. During the first period of time when they lived together, this person often woke up at night, and the reason for waking up was only because she got up to go to the toilet.

   But it was in Yu Garden at that time, and I probably knew it subconsciously, and I didn't have much reaction.

  But today, in an unfamiliar environment, the eyelids that this person suddenly opened are enough to represent everything,

  Jiang Yi was puzzled for a while, then stretched out his hand to gently caress Fu Xiting's cheek, his thumb slowly walked on his cheek, and the woman's low whisper followed: "Sleep! No one will come."

   "Hey, I drank too much," Fu Xiting rubbed Jiang Yi's neck, soft words came out of his throat.

  Jiang Yien made a sound, and the hand touching his cheek changed to touching the back of the man's neck: "I know."

   "Will you be angry?" Fu Xiting's voice was buzzing.

  Jiang Yi smiled faintly: "No, I'm not that unreasonable."

   "You don't have to be unreasonable," Fu Xiting didn't want Jiang Yi to become as cautious and cautious as he was in his previous life, which was of no benefit to him.

   "I'm looking for a wife, not a partner. I don't need you to be sensible, and I don't need you to be sensible, baby, you just need to be yourself."

  Jiang Yi didn't know whether Fu Xiting drank too much, or he drank too much.

  Why does every word of this man make her mind flutter, and she is completely drunk.

  Fu Xiting's wine probably got into her head?

   Seeing that his lover hadn't responded for a long time, the man slightly raised his forehead to stare at her, and hummed inquiringly?

  Jiang Yi restrained his mind and nodded: "I know."

  In the middle of the night, Zou Yin woke up in a dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw the ceiling in the duty room.

  After coming out of Yi Tian's study in the afternoon, he felt restless.

  My mind is full of the scene of Jiang Yi when she was a child, and the scene of her holding a tomb.

  These vivid scenes are like poison.

   It devoured her heart little by little, making it difficult for her to breathe.

  Zou Yin sat up from the single bed, picked up the coat at the side and put it on her body, and opened the door of the rest room to leave.

  The nurse on duty saw this, and was a little puzzled: "Doctor Zou, is there something wrong?"

   "No, I'll go out to see the patient, you guys rest for a while," Zou Yin responded softly.

  The nurse nodded.

  At three o'clock in the morning, Zou Yin walked around the long corridor of the hospital and walked to Jiang Yi's ward.

  In the ward, the lights were on.

  Zou Yin stood at the door and struggled for a long time.

  The desire to see Jiang Yi and explain to her is particularly urgent.

  But even if it is urgent, I will be afraid.

   Once Jiang Yi questioned her, how should she respond?

   Still using the same rhetoric as a child to prevaricate her?

  Zou Yin leaned against the wall, closed her eyes slightly, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes.

  Entanglement, struggle, heartache, unbearable, and other emotions are all staged.

   At three forty-five, Fu Xiting's arm around Jiang Yi was numb from the pressure, and moved slightly, and the person who had never entered a deep sleep also woke up slightly.

   When he raised his eyes in a daze, a familiar face was reflected in the glass window of the ward. The moment Jiang Yi froze, although Fu Xiting didn't look back, he also saw the person standing at the door through the window glass.

  Midnight, this is another thrilling experience.

  Zou Yin never came in, and Jiang Yi never spoke.

Fu Xiting's fingertips slowly landed on Jiang Yi's back, comforting him gently. After three to five minutes passed, the stiffness of the person in his arms gradually softened, and his cheeks were buried in his shirt, with layers of tears poured into his chest.

  The scorching heat made Fu Xiting's breathing weak.

  The person who was originally drunk was sober at seven or eight points at the moment, maybe he got better after sleeping, or maybe it was Jiang Yi's credit.

  Fu Xiting pulled up the blanket beside him and covered Jiang Yi.

  At 3:50, there was a low humming sound from the ward. Fu Xiting hugged Jiang Yi and hummed a song "Baby" in his sniff.

   Like every mother who puts her child to sleep at midnight.

  He kissed her hair, stroked her back, hummed a song to lull her to sleep.

   This is Fu Xiting, the Fu Xiting who controls the overall situation and kills decisively.

  In 2008, Jiang Fu had contacts with Fu Xiting at work.

  That day, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and the two met on the golf course. Between the mountains and forests, the breeze was blowing, and the golf course was quiet, only the rustling of leaves could be heard.

When Jiang Yi followed Guan Qing all the way to the lawn, he saw a man kneeling behind Fu Xiting from a distance. The man was in a suit and leather shoes. Judging from the texture of the clothes, this man should be in a high position, and his hair was combed meticulously. If it wasn't for him at this time Jiang Yi would have thought that this man was Fu Xiting's right-hand man with his unsteady movements and trembling body.

  The man was frightened and frightened. Fu Xiting stood tall, wearing a white sportswear, and slowly stroking the ball with a golf club.

  Jiang Fu was wearing a short white sports skirt that day. Before he walked in, he heard the man kneeling behind Fu Xiting crying for mercy with snot and tears.

  She paused, looking at the scene in front of her.

   Fu Xiting probably sensed that someone was coming, so he stopped what he was doing, looked back at her slowly, and looked at her as if chatting about family matters while pulling off his gloves: "Jiang judge laughed."

  Jiang Yi smiled slightly.

  Fu Xiting glanced at Fang Chi beside him, and motioned for him to take him down. Seeing this, the man was instantly terrified.

  Called and begged for mercy loudly, and the whole golf course with a fierce voice was filled with his tragic cry. The cry and begging for mercy were mixed together, which polluted the environment.

  Fu Xiting seemed to be unaffected at all, standing tall, dressed in white, as pure as a flower from the other shore that had not yet been stained with blood, dazzling and dazzling.

  It seems that fireworks in the world cannot pull him down from the altar.

   But now—

  He hummed nursery rhymes to coax his crying wife.

   Killing decisively turned into soft fingers in an instant in front of her.

  God has returned to real life.

  Dancing with Everyman.

  …

   "Doctor Zou, there is an emergency call." Zou Yin just left on the front foot, and the back foot emergency call came. The nurse followed her all the way to come.

  Seeing her leaning against the wall from a distance, she had no intention of prying into other people's privacy, but when Zou Yin called out softly, when Zou Yin looked back, the tears on her face caught her eyes, which made her startled.

   "Doctor Zou, what's wrong with you? Are you all right!"

The nurse hurried over to help Zou Yin. Zou Yin and his wife had stayed in the hospital for so many years, and they had made certain achievements in academia. Not to mention 100%, 99% of the hospital knew about these two people. The two are extremely friendly to their subordinates and patients on weekdays, and they are also very popular in the hospital.

   Zou Yin suddenly appeared in the hospital today with tears all over her face. The last time everyone talked about this matter, her daughter died.

  Today...why?

   Zou Yin wiped away her tears in a panic, and stroked the little nurse's hand: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

   "Doctor Zou..." The little nurse hesitated to speak.

  He looked like he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

   "Isn't there an emergency? Let's go!"

  Zou Yin calmed down, pretended to be calm and left.

   When the little nurse turned to leave, she glanced at the numbers on the ward and felt strange.

   On July 1st, Jiang Yi was discharged from the hospital and returned to Yu Garden.

  At this time, Qian Xingzhi and Sihan were still investigating the incident.

  Jiang Yi wanted to go back to the company wholeheartedly, but Mr. Fu rejected her idea with a dark face.

  Implication: "Not bad for this day."

   July 1, Thursday.

   One day off is another weekend.

  The one day that Fu Xiting said was actually a four-day holiday.

  The first thing Jiang Yi did when returning to Yu Garden was to find cats, but those two cats went wild in the mountains and forests early this morning.

  Jiang Yi shouted cats all over the room but didn't call out these two little things.

   Mr. Fu was standing in the living room on the first floor with a glass of water, looking at his wife who was busy going up and down. When he saw someone coming down from the second floor, he asked quite leisurely and elegantly, "Didn't find it?"

  Jiang Yi hummed.

   "Just got out of the hospital, don't be so tired," Fu Xiting handed the water glass in his hand to Jiang Yi.

  Jiang Yi pursed her lips, took a few sips from the cup.

  When she saw Suxin coming towards her from the corner of the eye, she put the cup in her hand on the coffee table: "How?"

   "Ma'am, a call came from the guardhouse saying that two cats have run away into the forest."

  Jiang Yi frowned in displeasure, probably because he was displeased that he didn't see the two cats when he came back, but he also knew that they were wild, so he didn't say anything.

   "If my wife is worried, I'll send someone to go up the mountain to look for it," Su Xin observed her words, and thought of her husband's recent attitude of holding people in his hands, and dared not neglect her.

  Jiang Yi couldn't see that Suxin's words were based on careful consideration. She is not a vicious capitalist who would embarrass her servants for a small matter, and Suxin is not bad on weekdays.

   "Forget it, it won't be a waste of time and money for a cat," Jiang Yi responded leisurely, reaching out to pick up the cup he had just put down, and continuing to drink water casually.

  Fu Xiting stood aside, completely grasping the emotions in Jiang Yi's eyebrows, squinting at Suxin, and moved his chin slightly towards the yard.

  The latter understood, left the residential building, and took the guards to the woods.

   In July, all things are merciful.

After returning from Shanghai, the relationship between the husband and wife has gradually warmed up. Fu Xiting has not left Jiang Yi's side for several days, and the bosses of Dongting Group have already complained. Some of the bosses had unsatisfactory physical examination results before, and Fu Dong gave up his stall later. This East Court is almost leaderless.

   Those who said a few days ago that they would reduce their workload will renege on their promises within three to five days.

  Wu Jiangbai and the others shook their heads helplessly, apart from smoking and sighing.

  Two o'clock in the afternoon. Jiang Yi was sleepy, and the person who was answering emails in the study lay down on the desk. Just about to take a nap, Fu Xiting picked him up by the waist and put him on the bed. When he was lying down, she repeatedly told Fu Xiting to wake her up at 2:30. agree.

   But until Jiang Yi opened his eyes again, it was almost five o'clock.

  Did Fu Xiting go upstairs at 2:30?

   is on.

  At that time, someone was reporting to work. He glanced at his watch, stood up abruptly, and left the reception room with big strides. Everyone was dumbfounded.

  After Fu Xiting went upstairs, he saw that Jiang Yi was still asleep, with his brows stretched out, and his previous tense appearance was gone. After taking off his defenses, he was surrounded by a group of soft lights, like a child without defense.

  The man bent slightly and kissed her fair cheek. In his sleep, Jiang Yi seemed to feel something, and without a sound, he pulled up the quilt and buried himself in it.

  Fu Xiting smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and peeled the man out of the quilt.

As dinner time approached, the servants were busy in the back kitchen. Jiang Yi didn't know that the high-level executives of the East Court had returned, so he just woke up and went downstairs barefoot in home clothes, just about to go to the restaurant. I heard someone sighing in a low voice: "The belt is getting wider and I will never regret it. It makes people haggard because of Yixiao!"

  After a few days of not seeing each other, Fu Xiting lost weight visibly to the naked eye. First he went to meetings for several days, then he got drunk, and then he took care of his lover in undressed clothes.

  Someone laughed and said, "Can you go and say this to Chairman Fu?"

  The man said again: "Don't dare."

   "Love is poison!" The two stood aside and smoked, their tone of voice sounded like parents who were worried about their children.

"Other women found Mr. Fu, wishing to enjoy the life of a wealthy family at home, but this Miss Jiang, who turned the clouds upside down and shook the world, heard that she flew all the way to Shanghai to **** him at the entertainment venue two days ago. Judgment Zhao's case."