Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  It was raining heavily, and Lin Jingzhou stood on the spot unable to move.

  Su Xin's voice didn't stop there.

   "It doesn't matter who was killed by the rain in the late spring. If you die, you will die. What else can you do? The dead cannot make choices, but the survivors have many choices."

   These words were handed over to her by Jiang Yi word by word.

  Where to go, what to say,.

  The tone of voice and emotion are all given to her by Jiang Yi.

  She originally thought that doing so would undoubtedly add trouble to herself, but at this moment, seeing the expression on the international translator's face, Su Xin's admiration for Jiang Yi increased a little.

  In the reception room, Jiang Yi leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

  Brows were slightly frowned, and her posture was a little tired. Seeing this, the servant asked her softly if she needed to go upstairs to rest, and she shook her head slightly.

   "Is the person gone?"

  The servant went to the window and gently raised the gauze curtain to take a look: "It's still in the courtyard."

  Jiang Yien made a sound, which means he knew it.

   "What else did your wife say?" Lin Jingzhou's dark eyes fell on Suxin.

   Su Xin nodded slightly, and said nine words in Jiang Yi's tone: "My wife said that advancing is an enemy, and retreating is a friend."

   At this time, Lin Jingzhou killed Lin Qinghe just in time to take the position. What a good timing?

   But what about him?

   Probably because he thought that Lin Qinghe was his teacher, and he couldn't be so cruel, so he planned to come to Jiang Yi to find a way out.

   But this way out was blocked by Jiang Yi with six words.

  Advance is an enemy, retreat is a friend.

  Suxin saw Lin Jingzhou's hesitation and hesitation, and then said: "Restraining others with a unified moral standard is morally noble, otherwise, it is moral kidnapping."

   "Doesn't Lin Fan think before doing things?"

   "If the damned person is alive, it proves that the capital is no longer that capital. If Lin Fan came back this time to swim in muddy waters, then he can only say sorry."

  ….

  Lin Jingzhou stood at the gate of Yu Garden, but never entered Yu Garden.

  In the drizzled courtyard, Lin Jingzhou looked at the bright room in front of him. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a slightly fluttering gauze curtain. There was no one under the gauze curtain, but he knew that Jiang Yi was inside.

  People like her love to see the big picture.

  Stay behind the scenes and watch everything fall into place.

  Lin Jingzhou paused for a long time on the gauze curtain, and then slowly looked away.

   "Send a word to your wife."

   "Lin Fan, please tell me."

  Lin Jingzhou looked at Suxin, and immediately withdrew the words that came to his lips, and looked at Suxin with a little guard.

"nothing."

   Tell Fu Xiting's people to let Jiang Yi beware of Fu Xiting? This is undoubtedly standing at the gate of the temple and scolding the Bodhisattva for being incompetent.

  Why do such a stupid thing?

   After a while, Suxin sent Lin Jingzhou away and turned into the room, leaning Jiang Yi on the sofa with her eyes closed and resting, holding a cat in her hand.

   gently stroking.

"gone?"

  Su Xin responded respectfully: "Let's go."

   "What did you say?"

  "Before I left, I asked me to bring you a sentence, but I didn't say anything."

  Su Xin felt rather strange.

  Jiang Yi was thinking about what Lin Jingzhou wanted to say when the phone rang, and Li Xing's voice was a little low and eager: "In Yu Garden?"

   "En," Jiang Yi said in a buzzing voice.

   "Leave early."

  The person leaning on the sofa glanced at Su Xin, who understood, turned and left in a sensible way.

  Jiang Yi took a sip of the cold coffee in front of her eyes, and her intuition told her that today's call is not easy, and she needs to remain extremely calm to answer this call.

   At this moment, Li Xing was standing on the balcony of the psychiatric hospital, with a can of beer he just finished drinking, smoking a cigarette and holding his mobile phone.

"Your thinking is correct. Fu Xiting deliberately lured Si Bo to join Lin Qinghe in advance. It seems that he wanted Si Bo to join a project of a Southeast Asian arms dealer, but this project needs a reliable and credible person who has enough prestige to take the lead. , and Lin Qinghe is undoubtedly the best candidate."

"Chairman Fu intends to pull Si Bai ashore. It's not so much that Si Han, a rich kid, came to study by your side, but rather that it was Dong Fu who wanted to use your hand to hold Si Han in his palm and control him. Si Bai wanted to borrow strength, so naturally he needed to stay Do something to make a guarantee. And Sihan is his guarantee."

"Last time when we dealt with Lin Qinghe, Si Bai came out halfway. The person who tipped off the news was most likely Director Fu. He used other people's hands to make Si Bai disrupt our plan, and finally he could use Si Bai to do this. The reason for the incident dragged him into the water, so that he could get the piece of land in Si Bo's hands from Lin Bei."

   Bang—The coffee cup in Jiang Yi's hand hit the ground.

  The crisp sound made Su Xin who was standing outside the house excited.

   Hastily opened the door and came in. Seeing Jiang Yi's deep and scarlet eyes, his question stopped in his throat.

  The originally plain eyes were full of murderous intent, and the anger was obvious.

   "If I'm not wrong, Director Fu should not be at home."

   "On the 15th, on the day of meeting with the Southeast Asian arms dealer, Lin Qinghe will leave the capital tomorrow at the latest, and go to Southeast Asia to join Mr. Fu."

   "Whether you can take revenge or not is not important to Director Fu. What is important now is his family and country's great cause. As long as Mr. Fu's great cause is not completed, even if you put in 100% effort, you will not be able to kill Lin Qinghe."

   "When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins. Fu Dong is the real master."

   "The person next to your pillow may not be your sweetheart. All your plans are under his control. Jiang Yi, you have been tricked."

  Puff—Jiang Yi spewed out a mouthful of blood from his chest cavity.

  Su Xin almost fell to her knees as she watched.

   "Ma'am, what's wrong with you, ma'am?"

   "Don't scare me!"

   "Come here!"

   Su Xin's scream made Qian Xingzhi who was about to leave stop in his tracks.

   "Come on, come on!"

  Thinking that he had heard wrong, the person rushed into the room after confirming it.

  Seeing Jiang Yi vomit blood with his mobile phone and his clothes were stained red, he panicked.

"Mrs-."

"Mrs-."

   "Jiang Yi—."

   "Jiang Yi—."

  Qian Xingzhi followed Jiang Yi for a long time, and he called Jiang Yi respectfully, but today the name of Jiang Yi suddenly changed.

   All because of panic.

  She planned hard, thinking that she was about to get her revenge, but in the end, she was in such a situation?

  Every step she took was within Fu Xiting's plan.

  From the beginning of Zhao Zhenyi, every word he said was false, and every warm move was a conspiracy.

  Fu Xiting keeps saying that he loves her, but the result of everything he does is to kill her.

  She was desperately seeking.

   Looking hard for help.

   After all, it is a dream of Huang Liang, a dream in the mirror.

  She planned every step of the way to take revenge, but the man who kept saying that he supported her supported her face to face, but secretly colluded with her enemy to complete the great cause of spring and autumn.

  Use her?

  Use her?

  He was so cruel, it was worse than killing her.

  She used all her heart and soul to fulfill her long-cherished wish in this life, but what about Fu Xiting? as her husband.

  He knew the pain in his heart, but he still stepped on her heart to do these things.

   How cruel, how cruel.

   poof—

  Qian Xingzhi just wanted to hug Jiang Yi, but the moment the latter was moved, another mouthful of blood spewed out.

   Flowed down Qian Xingzhi's neck and into the shirt.

  Qian Xingzhi's hands were shaking with fright.

   "Jiang Yi, don't scare me."

  He is too familiar with this kind of scene. How many of those people who were displaced in war-torn areas died after vomiting blood.

   "Don't scare me," Qian Xingzhi didn't dare to move Jiang, and gently put her on the sofa.

   It seems that with a little more movement, she can be broken.

  At this time, Jiang Yi was so weak that he didn't look like a worldly person.

  It looks like a lonely ghost who accidentally fell into the mortal world.

   If you are not careful, you will be wiped out.

  She was lying on the sofa, weeping silently, raised her hands and grabbed her chest fiercely, her face was pale and bloodless.

   Choked up, twitched, held back, and finally turned into heart-piercing grief.

  She stretched out her skinny claws, clutching her chest tightly, wishing she could tear off her clothes and take out her heart.

   Crying broke through the sky in the middle of the night, and the heartbreaking sound reminded people of howling ghosts at midnight.

  She clutched her chest tightly, shrunk into a ball in pain, and then, a scream that was almost miserable and desperate: "Fu Xiting."

  Jiang Yi ignored the presence of outsiders, and shouted three words heartbreakingly.

   After the miserable sound ended, she supported the sofa to get up, and staggered upstairs.

   "Jiang Yi—," Qian Xingzhi's worried eyes kept falling on her,

  Jiang Yi pushed Qian Xingzhi's hand away from behind, and when he walked to the living room, his footsteps stopped slightly.

  Looking upstairs.

   His stature is shaky.

   It's so erratic that I can't help myself.

   "Ma'am," Su Xin shouted in horror.

  Jiang Yi has never heard of it. Now, her mind is full of Fu Xiting's heinous crimes.

   And the heinous things he did.

  Jiang Yi stretched out her hand to push Su Xin's hand away, staggered towards the kitchen, and came out with an extra knife in her hand.

   "Madam," Su Xin was shocked.

   Qian Xingzhi looked at the fruit knife in Jiang Yi's hand and dared not take half a step closer.

   Originally, when the servants guarding the living room saw this scene, they panicked and dared not speak.

   Calculate her?

  Take good care of her and plot against her.

  Jiang Yi faltered, stepping up the stairs with one foot on the other, with Qian Xingzhi behind her, repeatedly trying to reach out to support her.

  The hand that can be stretched out is retracted again and again.

  Her life is not as important as Fu Xiting's great career. Seeing her building a high-rise building in high spirits, she gets up one floor, and he smokes one floor, and while smoking, he said with a smile that he loves her.

this is Love? If this is the so-called love, then Fu Xiting is not even as good as Lin Jingzhou.

  If this is love, how should those who die for love deal with themselves?

   Bang, Jiang Yi reached out and pushed open the door of Fu Xiting's study, looking at the huge wedding photo on the floor of the man's study.

   Something flashed through my mind.

   Remembering their wedding.

   Recalling every well-intentioned arrangement of Fu Xiting.

  Jiang Yi doubted the truth of what Li Xing said.

   Parents at a wedding.

  The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in Yu Garden.

   Every midnight whisper when dreaming back.

  The real estate he gave, the real estate, the gifts he brought back every time he went on a business trip, everything, are they all fake?

all fake?

  Jiang Yi looked at the wedding photo of the two smiling like flowers, while Fu Xiting looked at her with love in his eyes.

   It is said that whether you love someone or not, your eyes can't deceive you.

  But what if there are people in this world who can even fake their eyes?

  Silence unfolded in the study.

   Suxin and Qian Xingzhi stood behind and watched Jiang Yi staring at the wedding dress in a daze.

   After a long time, Jiang Yi murmured: "Give me the phone."

  Qian Xingzhi quickly took out his mobile phone to her.

  After she pressed Fu Xiting's number in succession without any effort, she felt a little sad in her heart.

  She had already memorized Fu Xiting's number by heart.

  If all this is true.

  Qian Xingzhi looked at Jiang Yi's froze fingertips.

   I didn't dare to breathe for a while.

  Jiang Yi at this time reminded him of a sentence: When a person wants to seek the truth, she already knows the truth.

   It's just - what is needed is a reasonable reason to wake up.

  The beeping of the phone call became the only sound in the room.

  No one else knew, but Jiang Yi knew that the call was answered later than usual.

   "Yiyi—," when Fu Xiting's voice came, Jiang Yi didn't dare to speak for a moment.

  She suddenly didn't want this dream to be broken.

   She didn't even want to get out of the luxurious cage that Fu Xiting woven for her.

  Life is already so difficult, I thought Fu Xiting would be her backer, but I never thought that Fu Xiting was a mountain standing in front of her.

   No wonder—no wonder he only plans but doesn't show up.

   No wonder—people who kept saying they were worried about her let her go out and take care of herself.

   No wonder——.

   "Yiyi—," Fu Xiting's second call pulled her back completely.

  Jiang Yi stepped forward slightly, standing in front of the large wedding photo, a cool, forbearing, and hoarse voice reached Fu Xiting's ears: "You are in Southeast Asia."

  Fu Xiting took a deep breath when he heard the five characters.

  The hand holding the mobile phone was covered with thin sweat in an instant, and the man's long eyelashes blocked the intention in his eyes when he lowered his eyes.

   After a long time, a trembling "Yes" silenced the whole room.

  Wu Jiangbai stood up from the chair reflexively and knocked over the coffee in front of the table. In an instant, the silent room suddenly became noisy.

  Everyone hurriedly moved the computer away.

   Fu Xiting, standing in the crowd, seemed to stay out of it.

   Out of tune with the noise in the house.

  He has fantasized many times, if the matter is revealed, whether the relationship between him and Jiang Yi can continue.

  If the matter is revealed, is it necessary for him to exist with Jiang Yi's temper?

  He could think about it, he had no choice but to take action.

  If he could choose, he would definitely not make such a choice.

   But there is no way, there is really no way.

   Otherwise, how could he personally push the relationship between husband and wife into the abyss?

how come!

  Jiang Yi was disappointed.

  He knows.

   But what to do?

  Things lay before him, and he had no choice.

  All the sounds in the room were not as crisp as Jiang Yi's knife.

  Wu Jiangbai looked back at Fu Xiting after cleaning up the table.

   At that glance, what I saw was no longer the high-spirited capitalist, but a loser who was tortured by life.

   "I have something to hide, Yiyi," Fu Xiting's explanation seemed so pale and powerless in front of Jiang Yi's anger.

   This unspeakable sound made the breathing of the whole room weaker.

  They all know what this trip to Southeast Asia means.

  Is the weapon developed for the Dongting Group?

  Of course not.

  East Court Group has no ability to eat this meal.

   But I have to eat this meal.

   It is related to the life and death of Dongting Group.

  Fu Xiting has been planning until now, and only then did he get things on the track he wanted.

   Now, what I didn't expect was—Jiang Yi came.

   The arrow is on the string, and the hostess Xingshi is here to ask the crime.

   "Your unspeakable secret is to sacrifice me?"

   And this head of the family has deep affection for his lover.

   Worry has become inevitable.

   "Fu Xiting, I always thought that you became famous when you were young, and then your family was unlucky. It is sad that you died at the hands of your mother. It is because the heavens are unfair to you, but now it seems that you deserve it."

   "It's right that you are loved by no one. You deserve that you have no close relatives around you until you reach the age of 30. These are all your own choices, and you have created all this with your own hands."

  Sila——The large wedding dress poster was cut by a knife.

  Jiang Yi took a fruit knife and scratched from their faces to their bodies.

  The two laughed and Yan Yan's face instantly changed to hatred.

  The group photo of a wedding photo, which was originally a good one, has now become two halves.

   Fu Xiting, when he heard the sound, closed his eyes slightly,

   hide all the pain in it.

   "Ma'am," Su Xin's exclaimed voice instantly recalled, "How could you ruin the wedding photos specially selected by Mr.?"

   Bang Dang—Jiang Yi threw the fruit knife in his hand on the ground, along with his mobile phone: "He can ruin my life, why can't I ruin a painting?"

   "How can I not?"