Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 78 78: You are Jiang Fu

  Fu Xiting stared at Jiang Yi like a wild wolf, and Jiang Yi saw something in the man's gaze that she didn't want to see.

  The man's hand was still on the back of her head, his firm eyes and cold face made Jiang Yi tremble.

   "What does Mr. Fu mean?" Jiang Yi endured and endured, before he suppressed his emotions.

   "You are not Jiang Yi," Fu Xiting spoke with great certainty, and this kind of affirmation carried great confidence.

  It's not that she's never heard Fu Xiting say this, but today...it's different.

  A shopping mall tycoon who has conquered all directions, his unswerving opening is like a needle directly inserted into the East China Sea, firmly and steadily.

   "Then who am I?" Jiang Yi asked back.

  Fu Xiting's hand on the side of her face slowly stroked her cheek, pursed his lips, and smiled secretly.

   "It doesn't matter who you are, but you are my fiancée now."

  He got it!

   This is the emotion that suddenly flashed through Jiang Yi's mind.

  She stretched out her hand, trying to push Fu Xiting away, but the man held her palm and pulled her to her, and kissed him hard. Jiang Yi struggled, trying to get rid of this man.

   And Fu Xiting didn't give her the slightest chance to escape.

  Jiang Yi opened his mouth and bit the man's lips, Fu Xiting, not to be outdone, bit back instead.

  When Guan Qing waited to receive the call and rushed towards him, he saw the two leaning in the car and chasing each other.

  The bright headlights allowed all the bodyguards to see the situation in the car clearly.

  Fang Chi's forehead clenched in fright, and then he yelled in a cold voice: "Turn off the car lights."

  When the small sounds came from all around, all Jiang Yi's emotions rushed to her forehead. She pushed Fu Xiting away with all her strength, and slapped him on the neck with her raised hand.

  Fu Xiting smiled instead of anger, and raised his hand to touch his neck: "Oh... don't worry, the future will be long."

   "I don't care if you are Jiang Yi or Li Yi, you can't escape."

  Jiang Yi slumped on the co-pilot, looking at Fu Xiting, the hand hanging beside him trembled slightly.

   "Sir," Fang Chi knocked on the car window, and Fu Xiting glanced sideways at the two people who were captured.

   "Bring back to Yu Garden."

  That night, Jiang Yi was forcibly taken back to Yu Garden by Fu Xiting.

  The back mountain of Yu Garden is adjacent to the river beach.

  Fu Xiting stood on the cliff smoking a cigarette, looking coldly at the two people who were hung from the tree.

   "It's you, how will you deal with the two in front of you."

  Fu Xiting's indifferent words came with Jiang Feng.

  Jiang Yi sneered: "I can't put myself in Mr. Fu's perspective to look at this issue, because the person they want to kill is not me."

  Fu Xiting lit a cigarette ash in the air, and looked at Jiang Yi like the class teacher looking at the thorns: "I won't let them die."

  Jiang Yi retorted: "What does it have to do with me?"

  Fu Xiting ignored Jiang Yi's cold anger, but continued to speak: "Does Miss Jiang know about purgatory in Africa? People are thrown into it, worked as laborers, as coolies, and are traded as goods. Before they die, they have to drain the last drop of blood."

  Jiang Yi's back tightened.

   These words are too familiar.

   It was what she once said to Fu Xiting.

  At that time, she was talking with Fu Xiting in the Dongting Group, just as Fu Xiting's employees came up to make trouble, she watched the good show for a while, and said this in a persuasive tone.

   "Fu Mou forgot, Ms. Jiang is still a college student, she must have never heard of it. A friend of Fu Mou used to tell me about these things in detail,"

  Jiang Yi's mind rang alarm bells.

   At this time, even if Fu Xiting was not sure, he would vaguely guess something.

  Jiang Yi was in a state of confusion, but he still pretended to be calm: "Mr. Fu might as well speak up if you have something to say."

Fu Xiting threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, and approached Jiang Yi step by step, his tone was cold and chilling: "I can't smell smoke, I'm allergic to milk, I can speak Spanish, my tone of negotiation is exactly the same, and I can shoot, you are Jiang Yi." Fu."

  Jiang Yi did not move at all in the face of Fu Xiting's pressing force.

She was still standing on the stone steps, looking at Fu Xiting with firm eyes: "There are people all over the country who are allergic to milk, can't smell cigarettes, can speak Spanish with the same accent, and can shoot. The only difference between me and them is that , I appeared next to Mr. Fu, and the only thing I have in common with the Miss Jiang Fu that Mr. Fu said is that we have both appeared beside Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu... Are you suspicious of me? Or do you still miss Jiang Fu! "

   "Kissing me while suspecting that I am not Jiang Yi, Mr. Fu, you are not in love with a wife, are you?"

  Jiang Yi retorted, and the firmness on Fu Xiting's face was cracked.

   "When you suspect that I am Jiang Fu, shouldn't you find Lin Jingzhou to confirm?"

  Jiang turned his back on customers, staring at Fu Xiting with sharp eyes.

  The two people who were still struggling with the **** of death at the moment of death just now faced each other in the blink of an eye.

  Jiang Yi knew that Fu Xiting's suspicion of her had reached its peak, and he also knew that if she took a step back and hesitated for a second, Fu Xiting would hold her down on the sticky board and grind her down.

   That's why she sneered back.

   "Mr. Fu is really strange. While he has many doubts about me, he is willing to put his family and life in my hands at a critical moment. Don't you think you are contradictory?"

  Fu Xiting stared at Jiang Yi like a policeman looking at a criminal, full of doubts about her every word.

  The man approached, lowered his head and stared at Jiang Yi: "Aren't you Jiang Fu?"

   "At the auction site, in the shopping mall, when you saw Lin Jingzhou, you chased after him like a woman who saw her beloved. Aren't you her? Why are you so excited?"

  Fu Xiting's hands fell on Jiang Yi's waist, got into her clothes, and rubbed them slowly.

  Jiang Yi had never been treated so clearly by Fu Xiting before, she trembled and even dodged a little.

   "You are not Jiang Fu, what are you hiding?"

  Jiang Yi's inner crazy entanglements and struggles are rising steadily at this moment.

  The eyes of her and Fu Xiting met, and all the emotions burst out.

  Jiang Yi knew that Fu Xiting, a rich businessman with deep thoughts, would face a bottomless abyss if she knew that her soul was not Jiang Yi.

  At this point, she couldn't back down.

  Fu Xiting's pressing every step of the way forced her to face the difficulties, because if she went down—it was an abyss, she would kill her biological parents, and also the Jiang family where Yi Tian lived.

"Why do I have to explain to Mr. Fu? Does all love in this world have to be aboveboard? Mr. Fu understands, doesn't he? You miss Jiang Fu, and I miss Lin Jingzhou. It's not an exaggeration. As for Mr. Fu's hiding— .”

  Jiang Yi faced the difficulties and walked towards Fu Xiting step by step.

  The slender fingertips ran directly towards Fu Xiting's lower|half|body.

  She tilted her head, looked at Fu Xiting with a smile on her face, and sarcastically said: "I touched you, what are you talking about?"

  (end of this chapter)