Chapter 98: 98: Are you sick?

Chapter 98: 98: Are you sick?

   Chapter 98 98: Are you sick?

  Fu Xiting will never ask you if you want to do anything, but if he arranges it, you have to do it.

  Jiang Yi stood beside the sofa and looked at Fu Xiting, and said, "I don't know if Mr. Fu has heard a word."

  Fu Xiting didn't raise his head: "Say it."

   "Being a person should be a bit tricky. Don't you know if I like you or not, and if I want to see you?"

  Jiang Yi was very puzzled, why can't such a big person see that she doesn't want to see him?

  Day by day, he leans towards him like a green-skinned bastard, but he doesn't know what that means.

   "If I think too much about Miss Jiang's thoughts, then we won't be able to see each other in this lifetime, no, in eight lifetimes."

  Fu Xiting's tone was indifferent, which made Jiang Yi sound a little indifferent.

"I want to go home."

   "Come back! I have a way to get Jiang Ze to send you over if I go back. Come back boldly."

  Fu Xiting looked at Jiang Yi as if he was looking at a child who had lost his temper.

   I don't care if you let me make trouble.

   "Director Fu, Juan Zhao wants to see you."

  Just before getting off work, Guan Qing knocked on the door and came in to inform.

  Fu Xiting picked up the cup and took a sip of water: "I am the one she can see if she wants?"

   "Understood," Guan Qing got the order, nodded and left.

   "Mr. Fu," Jiang Yi was reluctantly dragged to the parking lot by Fu Xiting, and before he got into the car, he heard a soft call from the corner.

  Jiang Yi looked over, this is not who Zhao Ying is.

  So tenacious?

  Should it be said that she has worked so hard for the success of her customers?

   Or should it be said that she has no solid foundation and can only succeed by relying on shamelessness?

  Jiang Yi thought to herself, what a disgrace, she has completely lost the face of the Negotiation Institute.

   "Should I say that Zhao Juan is tenacious? Or should I say that Zhao Juan is not professional and can only rely on his face to complete the work? If so, should I write a letter to ask your leaders?"

   Zhao Ying stopped talking after brewing for a long time.

   Looking at Fu Xiting's gaze was a little dull.

  One look from this man almost made her legs go weak.

  Fu Xiting withdrew his disdainful eyes from Zhao Ying, reached out and patted Jiang Yi on the head: "Get in the car."

   "The little girl likes to watch the excitement so much, what will happen in the future."

  Jiang Yi: .

   "Little girl, Jiajia, are you still engaged to me? Wouldn't you be an old hooligan when you grow old?"

  Jiang Yi muttered, Fu Xiting heard it, but Quan pretended not to hear it.

   To get along with Jiang Yi, you have to be deaf properly, otherwise you will be **** off sooner or later.

"where to?"

  After the car slowly drove on the right track, Jiang Yi realized that this road was not going to Yu Garden, nor Jiang's house.

   "Hospital," the man said lightly.

  Meng Shu fell ill and stayed in the hospital for several days. The housekeeper Wen Qi called frequently to inform her of the situation.

  Fu Xiting originally intended to let her go, and Meng Shu's body was just like this. Whatever else, it was her own choice.

"You are sick?"

  Jiang Yi looked sideways at Fu Xiting, she was surprised when she asked, but her face was full of joy.

   Like if he's sick, she'll get a few million.

   "What do you think?" Fu Xiting asked back with a smile.

  Jiang Yi: "Of course I think you have, so why ask?"

"I'll send you to the neurology and psychiatry department in a while. A person will not suddenly change his living habits. Miss Jiang is not someone else. Either she has a mental problem or a neurological problem. I will feel at ease after asking. If I marry a mentally ill person and go home, I will lose a lot."

  Jiang Yi: Damn her.

   "Then Mr. Fu must go buy a lottery ticket. You can pick out a mental illness in one out of ten thousand. How lucky are you?"

  Jiang Yi can't afford to suffer. Fu Xiting's mouth is so good, it doesn't mean that her will be worse.

   "Oh? Would you like to sponsor Miss Qian Jiang who bought the lottery ticket?"

   "You can sell it if you don't have any money! I think your face should be very popular with rich women."

  Fang pool: .

   Are men and women with high IQ chatting so simple and rude?

  Why do you think it smells like gunpowder?

  When did Mr. Fu become so childish?

  As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Fang Chi parked the car directly by the roadside of the hospital. When he got out of the car, Jiang Yi saw the sign of the People's Hospital and froze.

  Her parents' hospital.

  And in her previous life——the place where she grew up is just across the street from here.

  Fu Xiting led Jiang Yi across the courtyard of the hospital, and then pushed open a hidden door. What he entered was a small bungalow.

  Separated by a wall, there is a hole in the sky.

  A bungalow was vacated near the high-rise hospital.

   It is not an exaggeration to say that this place is expensive.

   "Master is here, Madam just fell asleep."

  Wen Qi was very happy to see Fu Xiting.

  Meng Shu has been in a bad mood these past few days, which caused headaches for the waiters and a group of doctors and nurses.

  Seeing Fu Xiting today was like seeing a savior.

   "No hurry, let the kitchen prepare dinner and make a cup of tea."

  Fu Xiting is not going to go in either.

   Sitting on the grape trellis outside the yard.

  It’s June, and the early-ripening grapes have begun to emerge, but the green ones are very sour at first glance.

  Jiang Yi looked up at the grape shelf, thinking in her heart that her wish many years ago was to build a yard and grow some flowers and plants, but it has not been realized yet!

   people hang up.

  Reborn on Jiang Yi, it's really a yard everywhere you go.

  Before, she was not short of money, but she didn't have the time and energy to take care of it.

  My own parents? busier.

"like?"

  Fu Xiting took a sip from the teacup in Wen Xi's hand and asked.

  Jiang Yi didn't take his eyes back, instead he said leisurely: "Have I told Mr. Fu what color I like?"

  Fu Xiting looked up at the grape stand: "Green?"

"kindness."

   "It's kind of chic."

  Fu Xiting praised her.

   "Green is new, it is suitable for a hospital."

   "That's just your beautiful fantasy. In fact, the hospital is a gray place. The sick and the dead are better than the newborn. Your idea is just an idea that paralyzes your soul and nerves. After all, people have to face reality."

   "You live so clearly, aren't you tired?"

  Jiang Yi's eyes fell from the grape trellis to Fu Xiting.

  Fu Xiting was taken aback when he heard this sentence.

  Jiang Yi continued: "Fairy tales are just stories, but as long as there is one person who believes in the beauty of fairy tales, then the story will be successful. Mr. Fu, people who are too clear will not be able to live a good life."

  Jiang Yi said this sentence with a sigh, which made Fu Xiting look at her with deep shock.

  Many years later, when Jiang Yi had no patience for this marriage relationship, Fu Xiting became the person in Jiang Yi's mouth, learning to be confused and numb himself.

   Recently, they are all unknown little bees

  

  

  (end of this chapter)