Chapter 82: 82: Mental illness

Chapter 82: 82: Mental illness

   Chapter 82 82: Mental Illness

  Fu Xiting stared at Jiang Yi with a bit of humor, he sneered: "Will even a ghost let me go?"

  The man lit a cigarette, reached out and pinched the cigarette into the ashtray, and grabbed Jiang Yi with his free hand: "Let's go! The premise of not letting me go is to be a ghost first."

  Jiang Yi's arm was lifted by Fu Xiting.

  She looked at her, staring at Fu Xiting with a bit of viciousness that should not belong to this age: "Mr. Fu has psychological trauma, right?"

  In an instant, the atmosphere in the living room became quiet.

Jiang Yiping's words came again: "You are interested in me and want to control me, but you doubt me, so you have tried every means to investigate. If you are an ordinary person, you will not be like this, Mr. Fu —Do you need a psychiatrist?"

  A person who is interested in a girl and intends to control him in the palm of his hand, in the state of a fiancé couple, should like it in a normal way.

   Instead of being suspicious and suspicious like Fu Xiting.

  The tension on Meng Shu's face was cracked by Jiang Yi's words.

  In an instant, the air in Yu Garden froze.

  Jiang Yi never waited for Fu Xiting's cynicism.

  The man slowly let go of her arm.

  Looking down at Jiang Yi who is squatting on the ground.

   Su Xin's anxious eyes flicked back and forth between Fu Xiting and Meng Shu.

   Until a long time, Fu Xiting's forbearance turned into his usual indifference in the mall, and he fixed his eyes on Fang Chi: "Send Madam back to the old house."

   "Xi Ting," Meng Shu called anxiously.

  Jiang Yi was just stating a fact, but what she didn't know was that this fact was cruel to Meng Shu.

  For Fu Xiting, it is also a past that he does not want to mention.

   It only took three to five minutes, and only Jiang Yi was left in the living room.

   Suxin turned over after seeing Meng Shu off, and saw Jiang Yi sitting on the sofa in her pajamas, hugging the cat, her long hair **** indiscriminately, like an abandoned puppy.

   "Little madam," Su Xin walked up to Jiang Yi, cleaning up the mess in front of her.

   "In the future, don't say such things."

  Jiang Yi probably guessed something, Fu Xiting's psychology is related to Meng Shu.

  If a child's psychological trauma is caused by his mother, then this trauma is very likely to stay with him for a lifetime.

   is his lingering pain.

   "Can I ask why?"

   Su Xin opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she seemed to feel that some words were inappropriate to say from her mouth.

   "Sir will tell you later."

   This night, when Jiang Yi recovered from the soul-hunting, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

  The next morning, she slept until midnight before getting up.

   At this time, Fu Xiting is definitely not in Yu Garden.

  What happened last night has been forgotten.

   When Jiang Yi left Yu Garden and returned to Jiang's house, he happened to see guests in the living room of Jiang's house.

  She was puzzled for a moment, Yi Tian stepped over and reached out to hold her wrist: "Aunt Wanxin, Zuo Fei's mother."

  Wan Xin stood up and looked at Jiang Yi with a slight smile: "Tian Tian, ​​look at you, it's not that you don't know each other, and you still introduce it so emphatically."

  Yi Tian put his hand on Jiang Yi's arm, and responded to Wan Xin with a smile: "It's not because you are so important."

   "Are you tired? Go up and rest for a while, I'll talk to Aunt Wanxin."

  Yitian let Jiang Yi leave.

  Jiang Yi felt a little strange about Yi Tian's behavior when she walked upstairs slowly.

  She had never introduced anyone to herself before.

  Jiang Yi frowned slightly, and when she was leaning on the chair and staring at the computer screen, the aunt came in with a soup bowl.

   "Auntie, can I drive?"

  Auntie was stunned: "Miss has a driver's license, but she hit a tree when she was driving for the first time, and she never dared to drive again. Have you forgotten?"

  A thunderbolt from the blue sky struck Jiang Yi's heart, and silent thunderbolts struck down, making her stay in her position.

   "Second Miss? What's wrong?"

  Jiang Yi's fingertips trembled slightly, and she stretched out her other hand to hold her own fingertips: "It's nothing, go get busy!"

  Yi Tian knows.

  Knows that she is not Jiang Yi.

   Otherwise, how could there be such a move today?

  She should have known that even if Jiang Yi suffers from depression, even if Yi Tian is weak, the fact that they are mother and daughter cannot be denied. How could a mother not understand her child?

  How can you not know what your child can and won't?

  She is different from Jiang Yi in every way. This loophole-ridden relationship put Jiang Yi in a weak stage.

What should she do?

  If Yi Tian and Fu Xiting join forces, what is waiting for her is to enter the research institute.

  Auntie just came downstairs, and she was still muttering strangely, when Yi Tian happened to meet her.

   asked softly: "What's wrong?"

   "Yiyi just asked me if I know how to drive, and I thought it was a bit strange."

  Yi Tian tightened his folded hands in front of him.

  The expression on the face tensed up instantly: "Go and do your work!"

   This evening.

  Jiang Yi opened the bedroom window and saw Yi Tian trimming the flowers and plants in the backyard with scissors.

  The backyard of the Jiang family is a sea of ​​flowers.

  Yi Tian likes to grow flowers, and Jiang bought her various varieties of flowers, many of which were not seen in the market, and appeared in Jiang's yard.

  Her body posture gives people a well-educated appearance, and also gives people a sense of beauty that is reclusive and independent.

  Beauty is beauty, just like morning glory, thinking is too fragile.

—

  East Court Group—

  Guan Qing felt the displeasure of her boss early in the morning.

  But because I didn't know and didn't know what to do, I had to look at it carefully, for fear that I would accidentally suffer disaster.

   "Director Fu, Lao Zhai called to say that his wife is ill."

  Guan Qing knocked on the door of Fu Xiting's office and stood at the door to report the situation to him.

  And the man sitting at the desk was not very open-mouthed: "Tell me if you are sick, am I a doctor?"

  Guan Qing was startled.

   "I'll send the doctor over."

  Guan Qing came out of the office tremblingly, just in time to meet Fang Chi, reached out and grabbed him: "Did something happen after I left Yu Garden last night?"

  Fang Chi remembered what happened last night, and the back of his neck felt a little chilly. He reached out and touched it: "You may not be able to tell me."

   "You said it."

"The little lady chopped the husband with a kitchen knife, and then mentioned the pain point of the husband. Last night, the lady was supposed to go to Yu Garden, and the husband also said something to let people go to bed early, but because of the little lady's words, the husband let him go. I sent my wife back."

  The relationship between Fu Xiting and Meng Shu became more and more rigid. They hadn't seen each other for nearly half a year. The relationship should have improved last night, but because of Jiang Yi's words.

   Everything is shattered.

   "Are you framing me? Jiang Yi is not a man with a knife."

  Fang Chi looked at Guan Qing with an expression I knew: "Then do you know who fired those two shots yesterday?"

"who?"

  Fang Chi raised the things in his hand, apparently just found out: "Miss Jiang opened it."

  (end of this chapter)