Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

   Chapter 292 293 First Lady

  In early September, traffic in the capital was congested.

  Although Jiang Yi has never gone out, she can still feel it.

   Today!

  Jiang Si went to school, because he was a senior, so he only needed to report a report and it was over, but he didn't expect the car to be blocked on the road.

   Seeing that I am about to miss the time to invite others.

   I was so anxious that I was about to open the car door and get off to take the subway.

   With a bang, the door slammed into a red Porsche.

  Jiang Si gasped, got out of the car and checked carefully.

   Just about to reach out and knock on the car window to ask people how to deal with it, but never thought that the car window will be lowered slowly, and who is the person in front of him, if not Shiyue?

   "Miss Shi?" Jiang Si was a little surprised!

   When Shiyue saw Jiang Si, she also seemed a little surprised.

   "Miss Jiang...is this?" She glanced at her recessed car door.

  Jiang Si hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, I was in a hurry just now, so I didn't see the car next to me."

   Shiyue sat in the driver's seat and said oh.

   "It's okay, it's understandable to be a little impatient due to the traffic jam at this point." When Shiyue was outside, she always had such a gentle and understanding appearance.

"That?"

   "It's not in the way, you are busy first, I'm not in a hurry," Shiyue looked at Jiang Si with a look of wealth and wealth in the world.

  Jiang Si immediately became overwhelmed with affection for Shiyue, thanking her again and again: "If you have time, invite Miss Shi to have afternoon tea."

   "If Miss Jiang has time, you can come to the studio to find me at any time."

   This episode between the two of them in the morning made Shiyue remember it in his heart.

  After finishing the school report in the morning, I went directly to Shiyue Studio in the afternoon.

   Shiyue seemed to be waiting for Jiang Si's arrival.

  When Jiang Si came, the manager of the studio asked people to wait a while, and went upstairs to inform Shiyue. When he informed, he had a somewhat unexpected smile on his face: "Sure enough, as you said, Jiang Si is here."

  In the office, Shiyue was wearing a limited-edition Chanel suit, her long hair was scattered behind her head, her slender fingertips were holding the teapot and pouring water slowly, and the corners of her lips slightly raised: "I know there are no smart people in this Jiang family."

  The manager was puzzled: "If you say you're not smart, then Jiang Yi's precautions are really serious."

  When the word Jiang Yi was mentioned, Shiyue's eyes tightened slightly.

  The frost on his face came out, the manager realized that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly said: "I'll go down and let Miss Jiang come up."

   "Go!"

  When Jiang Si came up, he smelled the fragrance of tea as soon as he opened the door.

  The aroma wafts through the whole room.

At first sight of Shiyue, Jiang Si's eyes were a little still. The layout of the whole office was like a fairyland on earth. The accumulation of various paintings in this office did not make the office look disorganized. On the contrary, there was some beauty that complemented each other, and this beauty , Jiang Si never saw the second one.

   Shiyue carried an air of arrogance that only an artist could have.

  Just the posture of sitting there still makes people feel that this person is worth a lot of money, as if he is a painter who came out of a family.

   "Miss Shi,"

   "Miss Jiang." Shiyue responded to Jiang Si with an official and polite smile.

  It feels like the young lady next door.

   "I'm so sorry this morning."

   Facing Jiang Si's apology, Shiyue smiled and said, "I've said it all, it doesn't matter. I will feel embarrassed that Ms. Jiang came here deliberately to apologize."

   "I should be embarrassed," Jiang Si hurriedly took Shiyue's words.

This person, Shiyue, ranks higher than Jiang Si. She can use some brains to fight against a master like Jiang Yi, but she can fight against a female college student with **** and no brains like Jiang Si. She doesn't need any strength, and she can press people to the ground with her fingers. Shiyue always smiled, poured a cup of tea and pushed it to the opposite side: "I heard that Miss Jiang is from the Jiang family in the capital? Isn't that Mrs. Fu?" sister?"

  Jiang Si sat across from Shiyue, put her fingertips on the teacup, and gently corrected Shiyue's words: "It should be my sister."

   Shiyue was surprised, as if she felt that she had said something wrong: "Sorry."

  Jiang Si contemptuously: "No need to be sorry, it's normal not to know."

   "Judging from Miss Jiang's tone, the relationship between the two is not good?"

   "Everyone in the capital knows that Jiang Yi is Jiang Yi, and Jiang's family is Jiang's family. Miss Shi doesn't know?" The story of Jiang's family is widely spread in the capital, especially after Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting got married.

   is a household name.

   It is estimated that even the men, women and children in the slums know this.

   It was beyond her expectation that Shiyue didn't know.

   "Sorry, I have been abroad for many years, and things in the capital are really not very clear."

  Jiang Si smiled indifferently: "Yes."

  So, she told Jiang Yi everything, and told Shiyue how the two got engaged, and how Jiang Yi went to seek death during the engagement.

   Or elated.

Jiang Si's indignant words floated in the room along with the fragrance of tea: "Jiang Yi is a cold-hearted person. The Jiang family found a good marriage for her. She just doesn't cherish it. Let the Jiang family be like an executioner." It seems that the drama of committing suicide by cutting the wrists has come out, and Mr. Fu bumped into me when I went to the bar to play around on the second day of the engagement, and even broke up with the so-called ex-boyfriend after getting married."

   "The root is broken?" Shiyue grasped the key point.

"kindness,"

  Jiang Si picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea casually.

   "Jiang Yi had someone she liked before she got married, but this person didn't like her."

   "Who is it?" Shiyue became interested.

   "Zuo Fei, you may not have heard of him, the young son of the Zuo family."

   Shiyue groaned: "I really haven't heard of it."

  Shi Yuexin thought, if she wanted to know something about Jiang Yi, she still had to be informed by Jiang's family, people outside? After all, what we know is not comprehensive.

   Shiyue thought, if she had found Jiang Si in the first place, she would not have taken so many detours.

  Although Xu Zhi could occasionally hear a few words about Jiang Yi, Lao Jiang was still on guard, unlike Jiang Si in front of him.

   Shiyue followed Jiang Si's words and responded, "It's really not kind."

Jiang Si doesn't care much about the city. When she was accusing Jiang Yi of having a problem with her character, someone came to chime in with her, which was just what he wanted. She wished she could tell Jiang Yi what she had done all these years in front of you. all the great injustices.

  That pile, one piece. It was enough to make her scold tens of millions of times.

   And Shiyue has to be said to be a very good listener.

  Listen quietly, echoing a few words from time to time.

  Gives a response, but not too much.

  When Jiang Si left the office in October, it was already the rush hour for get off work.

  The manager of the studio walked in, looked at Shiyue with some admiration, and said, "Listen to her complaining for two hours, and you are the only one who has the leisure and elegance."

  Shiyue casually pulled out two wet tissues and wiped her palms, with a faint smile on her lips: "If you can't let go of a child, you can't catch a wolf. If you're impatient, how can you get the news you want."

  She is at a loss now. She could get news from Cheng Wen before, but later found that Cheng Wen only knows about shopping malls, and Jiang Si still has to rely on Jiang Si for the grievances of those wealthy families.

  The manager nodded: "Yes."

   "This envelope was just delivered by courier."

   Shiyue reached out to take it: "What?"

   "Not sure," the manager said while Shiyue opened the envelope and took out the contents.

   What caught my eye was a **** photo of the two of them.

   Shiyue looked at the person in the photo, her eyes dimmed a bit, her face was familiar, but she seemed a little uncertain, she looked at the manager, who told him firmly: "Lin Qinghe."

  When Qian Xingzhi arrived at Yu Garden in a busy life.

  Jiang Yi was sitting in front of the computer with a cigarette between his hands, looking at the report in the computer with a sad face, the smoke in his hand was somewhat sad,

  Qian Xingzhi went in, and saw Jiang Yi holding his mobile phone and seemed to be listening to what was said on the other side, standing there without moving.

   "That's all?" Jiang Yi asked on the other end of the phone.

  I don’t know what was said on the other side, Qian Xingzhi only listened to Jiang Yi and said: "These things are not as good as the cases that a small company takes in a year. Are you sure what you gave me is correct?"

  On this day, Jiang Yirang Li Xing hacked the network of the Negotiating Institute, and hacked all the partners' information in the first half of this year from Zhao Ying's computer.

   After I got out of the hacker, I realized that I really thought too much.

   It's better not to be black.

Li Xing replied to Jiang Yi with a cigarette in his arms and his legs crossed, "After you are gone, the Negotiating Institute can't even afford rice. Do you really think people trust the Negotiating Institute? You have a big mouth and a big stomach, so it's hard to talk, obviously what You don’t have any skills, but you look so arrogant that you can trample you to death, if you hadn’t been strong enough and capable enough to hold up half the sky of the Negotiating Institute, what kind of good place do you really think the Negotiating Institute is?”

   "I suspect that within a few years, this department will be canceled due to lack of income. It is estimated that the benefits in the first half of the year are not as much as your current company's one month."

   Strictly complaining one after another.

  Jiang Yi sighed, picked up the ashtray at the side and lit some ash, and glanced at Qian Xingzhi standing in front of him: "Let's not talk about this, Shiyue asked you to check it, how did it go?"

   "The camera has been hacked. As for the relationship with Fu Dong, I haven't found out. Could it be that you are overthinking it? It's normal for married women to be suspicious."

  Practice so hard that it feels nothing, and if there is anything, it will not be impossible to find out any clues.

  Jiang Yi hung up the phone, looked at Qian Xingzhi who was standing opposite: "Say it."

  Qian Xingzhi didn't say anything, just looked at Jiang Yi and shook his head.

   "Is everything about Lin Qinghe settled?"

  Qian Xingzhi nodded: "It's all done."

   "In the capital city, everyone sent a copy of the lists you gave."

   "A total of two thousand seven hundred and thirty ones."

   "At three o'clock in the morning, send a copy to the media," Jiang Yi took a puff of a cigarette, squinting his eyes slightly and swallowing.

  Qian Xing was puzzled: "Why is it three o'clock in the morning?"

   "The deadline for newspaper delivery and printing is three o'clock. If you go early, you will be guarded, and if you go late, you will miss the time."

   "Have all the servants of the Lin family paid off?"

   "I bought it," Qian Xingzhi didn't know what it means to be rich enough to make ghosts work until he was with Jiang Yi.

  As long as the money is in place, anything in the world can make way for you.

  In early September, is Fu Xiting busy?

  Not busy with business, but busy with family affairs.

  Before, there was a lord who persuaded me with kind words, and later, there was a lady of a country who spoke earnestly.

  After seeing off His Excellency on the front foot, the first lady was ushered in on the back foot.

  In the tea room in Yu Garden, First Lady Su Xin was wearing a light-colored cheongsam, drinking tea from a porcelain white teacup.

  Gentle breath enveloped the whole body, meticulous hairstyle and well-manicured nails, no matter from which aspect it was enough to see the word exquisite.

  Su Xin, Fu Xiting received a lot of warmth from her when he was young.

  He took it to heart.

  Meng Shu was the delicate daughter of the family when she was young, and she was always the apple of her eye after marriage. Whatever she did, her parents, brother and sister-in-law would do their best to wipe her ass.

  For example, if she gave birth to a child and didn't raise it, many members of the Meng family raised it for her.

  As for Fu Xiting, when he was young, he spent most of his time with the Meng family.

  So that after Meng Shu did such dirty things, his first reaction was to stay away from the Meng family.

   Baobuqi is based on the tolerance of the Meng family to Meng Shu, and they think that Meng Shu is right even if Meng Shu did such a thing.

   "Yanting, did your uncle come to see you today?"

  Fu Xiting was wearing a white shirt, leaning on the sofa thank you, facing Su Xin's inquiry, he only gave a faint voice of grace.

   "In recent years, you have not been close to the Meng family, and we all understand, it's just, your mother's matter——."

When Su Xin was about to continue talking, she carefully glanced at Fu Xiting's face. Seeing that his face was unconcerned, she continued: "After all, it has been many years. If you can let go of your obsessions and live together, it's considered a good thing." A happy event in the world."

  Let go of obsession?

  Meng Shu doesn't seem like a person who will let go of her obsession casually.

  If a person is really willing to let go of his obsessions, he won't make so many troubles.

  Happy event on earth?

  What happy event?

   "If it wasn't for the Meng family's deep roots, I would be hard to shake. Meng Shu would have died a thousand times long ago. Aunt, you shouldn't be asking for a reconciliation with Meng Shu now. What you want is for Meng Shu to be acquainted and live a good life."

   "Don't try to bounce on my head."

  Fu Xiting's words were not serious, and his light tone showed his subjective feelings.

   Also incidentally told Su Xin her attitude towards Meng Shu.

Su Xin heard Fu Xiting's words, and sighed: "Before your grandfather passed away, he repeatedly told us to take good care of your mother, know the things between you, and before he died, he was thinking about the worst thing he did in his life. Get your mother used to this, Yanting—"

  Before Su Xin finished her low request, the door of the tea room was pushed open.

  In early September of 2010, Su Xin met Jiang Yi for the first time, the daughter of the Jiang family who was not favored by outsiders, this worthless daughter of the Jiang family who even bought into college.

  Before she came, she had imagined the appearance and temperament of this woman.

   It seems that a few words can be used throughout if it is not on the table.

  When she saw the person standing by the door, she suddenly felt that she was narrow-minded.

  Jiang Yiqing's eyes swept around the tea room, and then fell on Fu Xiting, who seemed to be asking but also telling: "Si John invited me out."

  As for Fu Xiting, when he heard the word Sihan, his face collapsed a little.

   I was too tired after getting off work yesterday, I wanted to sleep for a while and get up to update, but it turned out that it was the next day when I opened my eyes, and my heart was bleeding when I thought that I would spend 100,000 points to ask for leaveε(┬┬﹏┬┬)3

  (end of this chapter)