Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 379 Chapter 378: Zhao Ying died

   Once a person whose brain is occupied by hatred drinks too much, his courage will be dozens of times that of usual.

  Even if Zhao Ying wanted to do something to Jiang Yi, she still had to weigh her abilities. After all, she didn't want to be stuffed into a coffin again.

  But today, wine is strong and cowardly.

  She moved hands with Jiang Yi.

   On the other side, Wen Sirui was on the entertainment field, but his heart was on Jiang Yi.

  He was obsessed with Mr. Fu's account of himself, so he didn't dare to relax in the past, and he didn't dare to relax in today's occasion where there are so many people.

  Seeing that Jiang Yi went to the bathroom and hadn't come in yet, she put down the cup in her hand and went to the bathroom.

   Before leaving the box door, Ai Hao also followed.

"What's wrong?"

   "Boss has gone to the bathroom, I'll go check it out."

  The indifferent words of the two resounded in the corridor. Within a few seconds after Wen Sirui pushed open the bathroom door and went in, the sound of fighting came from the bathroom.

   When she entered, she saw Zhao Ying and Jiang Yi were in a stalemate, without saying a word, she rushed up and beat Zhao Ying.

  Outside the door, Ai Hao heard the noise and rushed in regardless of whether it was the men's or women's toilet.

   It made the people watching the show inside startled and screamed again and again.

  Jiang wanted Zhao Ying to die, and this feeling was extremely urgent at this time.

  The idea that keeping her in the world is an insult to the dead is like vines climbing up from the bottom of her heart crazily.

  In the compartment, Wen Sirui stepped on Zhao Ying one by one.

  Ai Hao supported her, but never said a word.

  People talk too much and cannot say a lot.

   "You have the face. If you give you some face, you will start the dyeing workshop. Why didn't Lin Qinghe take you away?"

  Wen Sirui also drank a little, but not too much, but right now she was stepping on her body, unambiguously.

  In the bathroom, there was chaos.

  Mr. Fu this day, learned that his lover had dinner together, so he ran away without getting off work.

  Everyone in the secretary’s office found it incredible.

   It seems that the Dongting Group has returned to normal.

  But today's overtime work was not smooth, and the reason for the end was really shocking.

  When Mr. Fu arrived at the hospital, Jiang Yi was already lying on the hospital bed.

  The man rushed over, sweating slightly on his temples, panting rapidly.

  Guan Qing behind him rushed to follow.

   Only heard a little blood.

  The father of two children trembled a little when he heard this sentence.

   Whose pregnant woman is not being held in the palm of her hand and cared for?

   Zhao Ying should be damned.

  Fu Dongwang's eyes were pierced, and if the child who came here made a mistake because of her, she would have to be skinned if she wasn't killed.

  When Fu Xiting entered, the ward smelled of alcohol in addition to the smell of disinfectant.

   Ai Hao and Wen Sirui both drank some at the wine table, and now the faint smell of wine lingered in the ward.

   It makes people frown.

  Wen Sirui saw someone coming, and roughly talked to Fu Xiting about the matter.

  The man's face gradually became cold with her words.

  After speaking, I said something hard.

  At this time, Wen Sirui and Ai Hao knew that they were no longer needed in the ward.

  The two left, and Jiang Yi lay on the hospital bed, carefully reaching out and hooking the man's fingertips.

   looked at him with a kind of flattering gaze.

   But it is precisely this picture of carefully currying favor after doing something wrong that makes Mr. Fu almost unable to hold his heart.

  The man held her palm and slowly brought it to his lips for a kiss.

   Muttered: "I didn't blame you."

  When he did it, Jiang Yi felt resentful and didn't think much about the consequences.

  But at this moment, lying here and seeing Fu Xiting's eyes scarlet and forbearance, a sense of guilt climbed up in his heart.

   She shouldn't.

   You shouldn't be so impulsive.

  In this life, there are many things to care about besides the **** and resentment in your heart.

  Jiang Yi suddenly understood that she was not brave before.

   But nothing to give her fearlessness.

  In this life, if a person has a weakness, he cannot be compared with bravery.

  In the ward at night, apart from the sound of the air conditioner, there was only a faint sound of convulsions.

  Fu Xiting hugged her without saying a word, suppressing all the panic and panic in his heart.

   On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the capital was cloudy and rainy.

  Morning news reported that a black BMW had an accident in the west business district of the capital city.

  Initial identification was caused by drunk driving.

   Outsiders watch the fun.

  But in the capital circle, everyone knows that this is Mr. Fu's handwriting.

  Zhao Ying got into a fight with Jiang Yi last night and got him into the hospital.

   Turning heads pays for it.

  Fu Xiting never hides his methods. There was Xu Song in the front and Zhao Ying in the back. Both of them made the same mistake.

  Offended Mr. Fu's ex-wife, Jiang Yi.

  The big drama at the beginning of the new year in the capital makes people doubt the marriage status of Mr. Fu and Jiang Yi.

  Some people secretly speculated, while some actually investigated.

  In the Meng family villa, Su Xin looked at Zhou Wentang standing in front of him, his eyes full of doubts.

   "Divorce status?"

  Zhou Wentang nodded slowly: "Yes."

  Su Xin obviously didn't believe it.

  According to Fu Xiting's personality, if he is really in a divorce state, even if he cares about Jiang Yi's business, he won't care about it to the point of killing someone.

   "Is Jiang Yi injured?"

"yes."

   "Where is the injury? It can make Fu Xiting ruthless and kill him," Su Xin at this moment seemed to be a detective.

   And Zhou Wentang wanted to hide it, and Jiang Yi was pregnant.

  Fu Xiting's eagerly awaited child almost disappeared in Zhao Ying's hands.

  If there is any accident, what is the difference from wanting the Fu family to be the last?

   Such a woman is not a pity to die.

   "It is said that he hurt his waist."

  Su Xin: .

  If gods and Buddhas had ears, all bodhisattvas would probably have heard Fu Xiting's entreaties.

  If you ask what can turn an executioner with blood on his hands into a devout Buddhist.

  Fu Xiting will definitely tell you that it is a wife and a family.

  In this world, anyone who wants to destroy his family deserves death.

  Fu Xiting just cleaned up Zhao Ying. And throw the Zhao family business to Wen Ziqi.

  In the words of others, as long as Wen Ziqi is obedient, the rags thrown by Fu Xiting are enough for the Wen family business to prosper for decades.

  On the thirteenth day of the lunar calendar, Jiang Yi begged Fu Xiting bitterly, and obtained permission to be discharged from the hospital.

  Fu Xiting went to find the doctor, but the door of the ward was pushed open.

  She raised her eyes and saw Zhou Wentang standing at the door holding a flower basket.

  Pink and white flowers exude an elegant fragrance.

   When Qian Xingzhi saw someone coming, he subconsciously reached out to block him at the door.

   "Don't stop me."

   Zhou Wentang is not an enemy.

   Entering the ward, Zhou Wentang casually put the flower basket in his hand on the table beside him, and said bluntly: "Mrs. Meng asked me to come and find out."

  Jiang Yi couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "You are straightforward."

  Zhou Wentang reached out and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Sincerity is the ultimate skill."

  The first time he heard these words was from Jiang Fu.

  When he asked Jiang Fu how she was able to reach a high position in just a few years, she gave this answer.

   The reason for fewer updates is because I have already gone out and tried to end the Chinese New Year and let everyone have a good New Year

  (end of this chapter)