Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 320 321 You are pregnant

   Peace of mind can heal three thousand diseases.

  Fu Xiting has been surrounded by four words all his life.

  A person who was hurt by his relatives when he was young, here he is! It takes a lifetime to heal.

  And in this life, if you can go hand in hand with the one you love, it will be a good story.

   If not, this life will be difficult.

  He originally thought that the pain of this life could be stopped in front of Jiang Yi.

   Obviously, no.

   His wife, who he thought could heal each other, questioned him heartbreakingly tonight, forcing him to tear away those old scars on his body bit by bit.

  Let him bleed.

  Fu Xiting often thinks that if he thinks differently, he must be reluctant to force Jiang Yi to let her use her miserable deeds and the indelible grief in this life as reasons for being forgiven.

  Because of this, it is too cruel.

  How much does it take for an adult who gradually learns to shut up and close his heart to be truly hard-hearted?

  Jiang Yi knew the pain, but forced him step by step, took off the fig leaf on his body, let himself stand naked in the wind and rain, and be watched by others.

  She loves herself?

  Maybe!

  He may be a flavoring agent in her dull life, or a stake in her floating life.

  She went out to sea when she wanted to, and returned to the original point when she wanted to, how cruel.

  He chooses to maintain her inner vulnerability at all times.

   And Jiang Yi chose to tear him apart.

  At midnight, there was the sound of breathing from the guest bedroom.

  Fu Xiting lay beside Jiang Yi, without sleep all night.

   At this time, in the quiet corridor of Yu Garden.

  Yi Tian is gradually changing his pace and returning to the opposite guest room.

  She was woken up by the quarrel, thinking that the two had quarreled again.

  He was about to persuade him, but when he reached the door, he heard Fu Xiting's almost heart-piercing compassion.

  Yi Tian was shocked by those accusations.

  It turns out that there are really no people in this world who are born to be talented. Those people are no different from those who were pushed to the guillotine by the real society.

  Fu Xiting's life was far more miserable than Jiang Yi's.

  She still has a chance to start again.

  But Fu Xiting has no chance.

   Life is life, death is death.

   Struggling in the whirlpool of the family desperately.

  The Fu family is dead and only the Meng family remains.

  He struggled to hold on to the Fu family's family fortune so that the Meng family would not poison him.

   Only he himself knows how deep this abyss is.

  The people around did not step in, so no one knows.

  As a mother, Yi Tian couldn't understand Meng Shu's actions.

   This practice of sending one's own son in is really embarrassing.

  The saying that a tiger’s poison does not eat its son only appears in dramas, but in real society, anything can happen for profit.

   Wanting your life is straightforward, afraid of fear, stabbing you with a knife while saying love you.

   While hurting you, at the same time trying to restrain you with morality.

   How pathetic!

  At three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Yi felt Fu Xiting's departure.

  The person lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

  Looking at Qingming in a room.

  At midnight, Mengyao left the company,

  When the security guard at the door was drowsy, he saw the boss's cronies walking by, and he was terrified.

   Stretched his neck and looked over from the guard booth: "Secretary Meng, are you just off work?"

  Mengyao responded, and gathered the coat on her body.

   "Didn't drive?"

   "Not far, go back, you rest!"

  Mengyao doesn't want to do such things as disturbing dreams in the middle of the night.

   After all, not everyone chooses to live a good life in this high-rise building like her.

  Mengyao bought a suite in the opposite community in order to be close to the company.

  Although it is on the opposite side, it takes some time to walk over, cross the road, and cross the overpass.

  And more deeply exposed, walking on the deserted streets, it is easy to make people feel more desolate in their hearts.

  In the past, she only felt close, but now—she felt that she was really stupid.

  How many overtime classes did Si Bai take because of his proximity to his family?

  When she was on the overpass, Mengyao felt that someone was chasing after her. She glanced sideways and saw the street lamps stretching the shadow long.

   Quickened his pace calmly.

  Go down the stairs of the overpass, and run away suddenly.

   But because the bag in his hand was too heavy, his steps were hindered.

   Some staggered.

   When going down the stairs, he stepped on the ground and fell to the ground.

  She looked back and saw two men wearing peaked caps standing behind and approaching step by step.

   "What do you want to do?"

   "Someone asked us to trouble Secretary Meng."

   "Who is it?" Mengyao was astonished.

"That person also asked me to remind you that as a secretary, you only need to do the job of the secretary. Why do you have to rush to someone else's bed with a face? Now in the entire capital, who doesn't know that the relationship between Secretary Meng and the president has been broken?" Isn’t it simple? I forgot what Secretary Meng said when he went to the company’s head office to apply for a job? A person who was born in a place like the Northwest and worked hard to get into college, and was so poor that he couldn’t even afford food. Standing in this city now, I just want to eat, but what about this time? Has Secretary Meng forgotten? Now you are not just eating, you have luxury cars, mansions, and money. As for Mr. Si, don't think about it."

   "Who told you to come?"

   "Don't forget your original intention. Once you forget your original intention, you will drift away."

   Talking, the two men walked towards Mengyao step by step.

  Walking to the front, there was a burst of punching and kicking. Mengyao curled up and lay on the ground, enduring the atrocities of the two.

   Does she want to rebel?

think!

  But forget it today.

  People only have a long memory when they suffer pain.

  She wants to keep her memory longer and clearer.

   Otherwise this messy relationship will never end.

   "What are you doing?"

  On the quiet street, occasionally a car passed by. Some people couldn't stand the atrocity, so they got out of the car to stop it.

  Mengyao was lying on the ground with her head in her arms. When someone helped her up, her thoughts had not returned before she heard an exclamation: "Secretary Meng."

   Meng Yao raised her eyes and saw an acquaintance.

  Lu Fan, the secretary of the upstart Wen Ziqi in Shanghai.

   "Are you okay?" Lu Fan's concerned voice followed.

  Meng Yao shook her head: "It's okay."

   When I looked closely, I saw Wen Ziqi bent over and picked up her bags scattered not far away.

   "Do you want to call the police?"

   "Forget it," Mengyao responded.

  Wen Ziqi's eyes tightened slightly: "Do you know each other?"

"Roughly the same!"

   "President Si's prospective girlfriend," Meng Yao stood up and took the bag from Wen Ziqi's hand, thanking her.

  Just as he was about to pat his **** and leave, Wen Ziqi's disdainful voice sounded behind him: "My own mother doesn't have the right, let alone a prospective girlfriend who is not a girlfriend yet."

   "Don't you feel wronged that Secretary Meng was beaten up by this kind of unnamed woman?"

   Mengyao paused as she raised her steps.

  A woman without a title?

  Compared to having no title, who can compare to her?

   "What am I, Mr. Wen, doing?"

   "Call Si Bai," Wen Ziqi said coldly.

   "No need."

   Mengyao said that she was about to grab the phone from Wen Ziqi's hand, but Wen Ziqi took a step back, avoiding her movements.

   "Secretary Meng just finished working overtime in the middle of the night, right? If someone beats you on the way home from get off work, it's a work-related injury. It doesn't look at work-related injuries, but at personal relationships. If you were beaten, Si Bai, as your man, shouldn't be more responsible?"

"Mr. Wen, you don't go home to sleep at night and go to the main road to take care of other people's private affairs. Don't you feel very idle? I'm an adult, not a child. If there is a problem, I will solve it myself. It's not your turn to worry."

Lu Fan saw his boss being bullied, and persuaded him from the sidelines: "Secretary Meng, Boss Wen also kindly wanted to find you a support. Look, those two people were still wandering across the street just now! If you go home alone, you won't be safe Getting hurt again."

  Mengyao followed the opponent's hand with her gaze, and sure enough, she saw that the two hadn't left yet.

  She glanced at Wen Ziqi: "Sorry."

  Wen Ziqi put the phone back in his pocket indifferently, looked at Mengyao as if he was contemptuous of a fussy and incompetent child: "Secretary Meng, it's really a failure to be like you."

   "You sleep with Si Bo, does he give you extra money? Overtime pay? Or use company shares to make up for you?"

   "Or give you cash directly?"

   "If it's not the case, what are you planning? The plan is to be beaten on the way home from get off work in the middle of the night?"

   "The picture is trampled by those women who are not yet in power?"

   "Do your parents know that you are so mean to yourself?"

  Wen Ziqi, it is not serious.

  But for Mengyao, it can pierce her through.

"Climbing out of the slums and delusion to bring a better life to your family with your own efforts, is this the speech of Secretary Meng? You are capable, but now you go ask those people in the capital who know something, who will Remember your skills?"

   "Is this how you give your family a better life?"

   Wen Ziqi walked into the car while talking.

  Looking at Lu Fan who was still standing still: "Spend the night there?"

   "Are you coming?" Lu Fan shuddered, as if suddenly awake.

  Get in the car, put on the seat belt and prepare to start the car to leave, then looked at the rearview mirror and asked worriedly: "Boss, do you really care? I think those two people haven't left yet."

   "Turn around, go across the road and follow."

  Lu Fan understood and beeped.

  They also often cooperate with Si Bai, and they are not overly familiar with Mengyao.

  And more often, in the cooperation, they have more dealings with Mengyao.

  Wen Ziqi and Lu Fan followed Mengyao not too far away until she entered the community.

  Lu Fan was about to turn around and leave, but only listened to Wen Ziqi's order: "Go and tell the security guard at the gate what happened to her tonight, and ask them to take more care of her."

  Lu Fan thinks it makes sense, they will leave in a while, and they will not accompany her in.

   If something really happens, the far water cannot save the near fire.

  After Lu Fan got out of the car and told the security guard about it, a man rushed out of the security room to follow Meng Yao and **** her upstairs, and helped her enter the house to check the inside and outside of the house.

   "Why did you come up?" Mengyao wondered.

   "A gentleman at the door reminded us, worried that something might happen to you, we followed up."

  The figure of Wen Ziqi flashed in Mengyao's mind.

   Thank you and let the security go out.

  At one o'clock in the morning, Mengyao stood in front of the mirror in the entrance, looked at the wound on her face, and felt mixed emotions in her heart.

  Picked up the phone to call Si Bai, but no one answered for a long time.

  Just as she was about to hang up, a familiar voice sounded from the side of the receiver, and the hazy tone made Meng Yao tremble.

He is sleeping.

   And what about her?

   Bear with it all.

  Some things are obviously not her responsibility alone, but Sibo seems like an outsider.

   Gives people a feeling of being out of things.

"rest?"

   "Well, what's the matter?" Si Bai asked.

   Mengyao lowered her head and smiled wryly: "Go on to sleep."

   After speaking, she closed the phone and buried herself in the bed without even washing her face.

   Sad!

  She struggled to get to this brightly lit city, but in the end?

  It’s nothing but mediocre.

   Si Bo trampled on her sincerity, trampled it under his feet.

   Cruel as an executioner.

  The next day, Mengyao asked for leave and didn't go to the company.

   And Si Bai's first thing in the morning happened to be to meet with Wen Ziqi to discuss work.

  When the two met for the first time, Wen Ziqi's eyes fell on Si Bai, a little puzzled: "Did Secretary Meng come?"

   "Today's matter is not within her work schedule, why did Mr. Wen suddenly ask Secretary Meng?"

  Si Bo's strange eyes fell on Wen Ziqi.

"Oh, when we were going back to the hotel from the airport last night, we saw two gangsters beating a **** the way. When Mr. Wen and I got out of the car and chased away, we found out that the person who was beaten was Secretary Meng. ask."

   Lu Fan explained what happened.

   When Si Bo heard about this, he was a little shocked.

   Looking at Wen Ziqi with astonishment.

  When the latter saw him, he seemed to want to poke his heart on purpose: "Look at the look in the eyes of President Si, don't you know?"

   "Who was the one who beat someone yesterday?" Wen Ziqi asked Lu Fan as if he couldn't remember clearly.

  Although Lu Fan looked the same on the outside, he was beating drums in his heart.

   Talk about work and talk about work. Why are you so short-lived about other people's love affairs?

   "It is said that the real girlfriend of President Si is looking for someone."

  Si Bai's face suddenly turned black.

  Real girlfriend? Why doesn't he know that he has a real girlfriend?

  Here, Si Bai is accepting Wen Ziqi's overt and covert humiliation.

  There, Mengyao went to the hospital by herself.

  The discomfort of waking up in the morning made her unable to bear it. Enduring the pain, she came to the hospital to be questioned by the doctor about whether she was married or not, and whether she had a married life. After that, she took a checklist and went for a checkup.

   Half an hour later, she was about to go to the doctor's office.

   Then he received a call from Si Bai.

  She picked it up, and on the other side, a man asked eagerly: "Where is it?"

"Hospital."

   "Which hospital?"

   "People's Hospital, is the chief executive coming? Will the city hall attend at ten o'clock in the morning?"

  Si Bo's footsteps in the parking lot stopped abruptly.

   "I know you won't come, and you won't give up the opportunity in front of you for me, Si Bo, there's no need to be so disgusting."

   "Meng Yao—," Si Bai called her, apologetic in his voice.

   "Si Bo, I don't pretend to be affectionate, so don't bother to pretend to be affectionate and let each other go."

   After Mengyao finished speaking, she hung up the phone, took the slip and pushed the door into the doctor's office, reached out and handed the slip to the doctor, just about to bend over and sit down.

  The doctor's indifferent tone stopped her movements.

"What did you say?"

  The doctor was silent for a while, looking at her and said word by word: "You are pregnant, when did you have your last period?"

  (end of this chapter)