Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  The wealthy businessmen in the entire capital are guessing what kind of grievances and grievances this new wife of Fu Dong has with the Zhao family, so that they are so entangled.

  The vice presidents of Dongting Group can often hear the wonderful stories between Jiang Yi and Zhao Pan on the social occasion.

  Even the deeds of the two people who went to Shanghai a few days ago were described vividly, the describer was delighted, and the listener was interested.

   And can't help guessing whether it's true or not.

  Someone asked them, and they couldn't answer the extra topic except they didn't know.

  Jiang Yi didn't know, this matter has become a topic of discussion among the vice presidents of Dongting.

   Someone said it, and of course someone answered it.

"How much money can a case have? Going to such a costly place, robbing the group of people who eat public meals in the Negotiating Yuan, snatching food just for a sip of water? She can't finish Fu Dong's gold and silver mountains in her life .”

  Jiang Yi frowned slightly upon hearing this.

   She seemed to think there was some truth in this statement, if she only stayed in Yu Garden, she would not be able to spend all of Fu Xiting's money in her lifetime.

  Why bother to fight Zhao Ying?

"We can't understand the life of a wealthy lady. This kind of girl in her early twenties is the most difficult to guess, that's all—," the two said, stubbed out the cigarette, threw it in the trash can, and entered the reception room .

   At 5:27, it was Fu Xiting who came out of the tea room, and saw Jiang Yi standing barefoot on the stairs.

   Fu Xiting was a little puzzled with a look of unfinished expression on his face.

   Stepped forward to stand in front of her lover, raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Yi regained her composure, of course she couldn't say that she was listening to other people's gossip, Fu Xiting already attached great importance to his private life, if he knew that all the subordinates in the company were gossiping, he guessed that the two of them would be either being manipulated or being harassed tomorrow. expulsion.

  She retracted her gaze embarrassingly: "It's nothing."

   "You're done—ah!"

  Jiang Yi said, are you done with your work? Before he could ask, he was picked up by the man by the waist, and the person who was going downstairs was carried upstairs again.

   "Don't even wear shoes?" Fu Xiting put the person on the concubine's couch next to the bed, bent down and picked up the shoes on the carpet and placed them at Jiang Yi's feet.

  The latter sat on the imperial concubine's couch with her knees hugged, and looked at the person with bent eyes: "It's summer."

   "So?" Fu Xiting was puzzled.

   "Contacting bare feet with the floor in summer will make people feel happy." Jiang Yi seriously fooled Fu Xiting, but obviously, this person had already figured out Jiang Yi's routine.

   Pulling the corners of his lips, he sneered and said, "Crooked ways."

   "There is evidence to rely on," Jiang Yi refused to accept.

  Fu Xiting tore her feet from his arms, bent over and picked up the slippers and put them on her feet: "It's far-fetched."

   "This kind of blunt thing that makes do is suitable for fooling others, but fooling me?" Fu Xiting shook his head, stretched out his hand and nodded his attention: "It's still a little tender."

  Jiang Yi frowned slightly, thinking, is there any freedom to wear shoes or not?

  What is the meaning of life?

   Without waiting for Fu Xiting to leave, she took out her feet from the slippers, and stomped on the floor with her bare feet in front of Fu Xiting, and stomped again.

  The provocative appearance made Mr. Fu laugh.

  The man was silent for a few seconds, and then burst out laughing.

  Slightly raised his head to look at the ceiling, then lowered his eyes to stare at Jiang Yi: "I can't cure you, can I?"

  In an instant, the man who was standing in front of Jiang Yi squatted down, grabbed Jiang Yi's ankle, bowed his head and kissed her instep.

   Kiss?

   No, no, no, every kiss of Fu Xiting is not a light kiss.

  Whether it's kissing|top|face, or|kissing|bottom|face, or kissing feet at this very moment.

   All are so.

  He kissed the back of her instep, Jiang Yi suddenly felt as if something exploded in her mind.

  All the blood in her body was gathering on the back of her feet.

  If the crabs are cooked, where did they cook first?

  Jiang thought about it, crab claws, crab legs.

   Isn't she like a crab in a steamer now?

   Before Jiang Yi could react, the man bit her instep, and when Fu Xiting let go, two horizontal footprints landed on her instep.

   "Does Director Fu have any special hobbies?" Jiang Yi looked at the tooth marks on the back of his feet, and felt his temples throbbing.

   In order not to let her go barefoot, she really took great pains, this scheming man.

  The man landed on half of his knees, and knelt in front of Jiang Yi in a gesture of proposing marriage. He nodded slightly and smiled dotingly: "There are quite a lot. If Mrs. Fu is willing, we can explore slowly."

  Jiang Yi: .

   It is inevitable that she will become angry from embarrassment if she does not win, so she said: "Dead pervert."

  Fu Xiting's eyes froze,

   reached out and pushed Jiang Yi onto the sofa.

   Then the thin lips turned upwards, not giving Jiang Yi a chance to breathe and struggle.

   With a bang, Jiang Yi only felt something lingering in his breath. This dog just kissed her feet.

   "You just kissed my feet."

  Fu Xiting seemed to remember it too, and smiled softly: "I don't mind."

"I mind."

   "Honey——."

  Fu Xiting lowered his eyes, and there was passion|desire in them, as if he wanted to swallow Jiang Yi into his belly.

  It’s really not suitable for such things as the blue sky and the daylight.

  She stretched out her hand and pushed him, just as she was about to organize her words to persuade him, there was a knock on the door.

  Su Xin's voice sounded from the half-closed bedroom door: "Sir, Secretary Guan said that the other party's mail has arrived."

Su Xin and her reluctance to come up can be seen in the few days in the hospital. When the relationship between the host and hostess is heating up, there are more body language, and Mr. Fu dotes on the little wife and responds to her requests. It is inevitable that the two will do good things At that time, she bumped into it a few times just in the hospital, and this time she was back in Yu Garden——.

   It's even harder to say.

  When Guan Qing asked her to come up, she felt a chill down her back.

   Su Xin's words did not receive a timely response.

   It took a few seconds for my heart to beat like a drum before I heard the angry sentence in it.

  In the bedroom, Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting with a faint smile, and put her slender fingertips on his handsome face: "Fortunately, you are not King Zhou You."

  Otherwise, if the feudal lords of the Fenghuo Opera repeat themselves, he will definitely become a confidante and be cast aside by all the subordinates of the Eastern Court.

  Fu Xiting smiled, he focused on Jiang's meaning, and said word by word: "If I am King Zhou You, what's the use of the feudal lords?"

  Jiang Yi was slightly shocked, and his eyes fell on Fu Xiting.

  The latter leaned forward and kissed her forehead: "Wang Ruofa depends on me, and you are Wang Fa."

   What are the feudal lords of Fenghuo Opera?

  If he were King You of Zhou, the prince's life would be Jiang Yi's.

  Fu Xiting can now fully understand the sentence he heard when he was young: love is not a piranha, it is a slow poison.

  You know that you will die if you eat it for a long time, but you just can't help it.

  At that time, what is death?

  Jiang Yi couldn't calm down because of Fu Xiting's words for a long time. Xu felt that the topic was too heavy. She slowly pushed the man away and changed the topic: "I don't want to be infamous forever."

  Fu Xiting took advantage of the opportunity to hold her palm, and his doting words almost softened Jiang Yi's bones: "As long as you love me, it will be my honor to be infamous forever."

   Once a man with a high IQ falls in love, there are only two paths.

  One: The two love each other and grow together in both directions.

  Second: torture him into paranoia.

   And Fu Xiting seems to have the second trend. Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Jiang Yi's back.

   "Mr. Fu, love is precious, but life is more expensive."

  Jiang Yi smiled and made fun of him, Fu Xiting said silently: "Love and life are one."

Fu Xiting knew that Jiang Yi was about to start arguing again, the man looked downcast as he was thinking about how to **** him off, which really displeased Fu Xiting, so he leaned over and gnawed at her neck, Jiang Yi twitched in pain Take a breath.

   "Don't——."

"Miss you--."

  Jiang Yi: .

  Outside the door, Suxin heard what Fu Xiting said, turned around and went out.

   I never thought, it's been a while since I went downstairs, but the people upstairs still haven't come down.

  Guan Qing stared at her and asked her to urge her. What he said was that today's work is very important, and there should be no mistakes.

   Suxin just took a breath, and went up again before she stabilized.

   "Sir?" Fu Xiting was pestering Jiang Yi.

   Being overwhelmed by Suxin's call, she was quite irritable.

   "Go!" Jiang Yi coaxed softly.

  Fu Xiting sighed helplessly before getting up.

   A few seconds later, the bedroom door was pulled open. Before Su Xi could say a word, he was interrupted by Fu Xiting's cold gaze.

  The man walked forward, stopped when he went downstairs, looked back and asked Suxin: "Is the cat back?"

   "Not yet," Su Xin shook her head.

   "When I came back, I washed it and gave it to my wife," the man whispered.

  Fu Xiting was about to go downstairs, and Fang Chi came up to meet him: "Mrs. Jiang said she wants to meet with Mr., and has something important to say."

  Fu Xiting glanced at Guan Qing who was standing at the door of the tea room, and then his eyes fell on Fang Chi: "Go and fetch him."

   It is impossible to go on today.

  But Yi Tian can come up.

  Rich ladies have nothing to do every day, and they are used to looking for good places for leisure.

  In the tea room of a large shopping mall, someone half leaned on a chair, flicking the nails he just made, with a slightly sarcastic tone: "After Zhao Zhen died, the Zhao family almost plummeted."

   Someone sneered: "I used to see Zhao Ying skipping work and coming out to have afternoon tea with us or have a beauty treatment. Now, I guess there is no one to support me so I have to work hard and work hard all day!"

   "Who said it wasn't! A few days ago, I heard that she and Mrs. Fu went to Shanghai District to grab a case."

   "Did you get it?" Someone was curious.

   "What are you thinking? My dear, there must be none. Who is behind Jiang Yi? Mr. Fu, the two are inseparable after marriage. Mr. Fu waited on him in the hospital in disarray when Jiang Yi fell ill,"

   "You can find out about Mr. Fu and Jiang Yi by visiting the gossip post bar more often," the four of them sat at a table and chatted about gossip all day long.

   When I have nothing to do, I can only have fun with the stories of other people's homes.

   Everyone was chatting boredly. Suddenly, someone looked not far away and raised his chin slightly: "Isn't that Hu Xiang?"

   "Hu Xiang?"

   "The wife of Dong Wu Jiangbai, the vice president of Dongting," someone answered questions.

   "Didn't you say that you don't want to join forces with us idlers? Then who is that person next to her?"

Wu Jiangbai followed Fu Xiting to fight against the country. For so many years, the veterans of the Dongting Group have changed from thirty or so people at the beginning to a dozen or so people today. Some of them were kicked out by Fu Dong for various reasons. No, some people gamble because of eating, drinking, prostitution, some people bend the law because of favoritism, and some people commit fraud because of favoritism. There are countless reasons.

  The remaining ten or so people know that it is not easy for them to sit in this position, and they cherish their feathers very much.

  Don’t dare to create momentum at will.

  Wu Jiangbai's lover followed him from nothing, and the husband and wife are loving, with a clear distinction between inside and outside. Hu Xiang has always had a good reputation in the circle of executive wives in the capital.

  He has a good posture and has never felt a sense of superiority because his husband is a high-level man.

   "I don't know, a person like Hu Xiang has a wide variety of friends around him, how can we people need to guess?"

Hu Xiang, who followed Wu Jiangbai from the north to the capital, the husband and wife can go all the way to where they are now without the love of Fu Xiting. Dongting has been established for so many years, and it has been reborn several times. As Fu Xiting's right-hand man, Wu Jiangbai is naturally Be extra cautious, and at the same time pass this cautiousness on to your wife.

   That's what he said, but his eyes were still on the man opposite Hu Xiang, with long hair fluttering and a white dress.

  The temperament is extraordinary and refined, like a fairy nine days away.

   "That girl looks like an artist. How did they achieve a uniform standard? Long hair fluttering in a white skirt, and the words "Fairy Girl" are printed on their foreheads."

   "The temperament is not bad."

   At 6:30, Yi Tian went to Yu Garden.

   It just so happened to be dinner time.

   Fu Xiting's work is not over yet, so the matter of having dinner with Jiang Yi naturally falls to Yi Tian.

   "The little lady is in the guest bathroom, please wait a moment," Suxin brought a cup of tea and put it on the coffee table, and whispered to Yi Tian.

   "Washing up?"

   "No—" Su Xin was a little embarrassed.

   "Huh? Is there anything I can't say?" Yi Tian had a gentle voice, and his soft and soft words somehow made people feel at ease.

   Su Xin was silent, looked at the direction of the guest guard, and sighed: "The little lady is secretly bathing the cat."

   "Why do you use sneaking to bathe the cat?" Yi Tian wondered.

  Suxin has no choice but to: "Sir, don't allow it."

  Yitian: .

  When she entered the bathroom, Jiang Yi had just finished work, and the two cats were stuffed into the drying box, screaming miserably, and she herself was covered in water.

  Seeing Yi Tian, ​​Jiang Yi was stunned.

   Subconsciously, she felt that she would be accused, but as expected, Yi Tian looked at Jiang Yi and said that she would be covered with water for a long time due to a cold.

inappropriate.

   "If you are in a good mood, you will recover from your illness," Jiang Yi wiped her hands and went out with Yi Tian on her arm.

   And still go upstairs.

"where to?"

   "Go and change clothes," Jiang Yi said, Yi Tian said, she can still find crooked ideas.

  If Fu Xiting starts, she will have a headache.

  Outside the cloakroom, Yi Tian looked around the bedroom. It wasn't the first time she came in, but it was the first time she looked at it as carefully as today.