Chapter 258: 259: What kind of medicine did you take?

Chapter 258: 259: What kind of medicine did you take?

  Chapter 258 259 What kind of medicine did you take?

  Fu Xiting skipped work with his wife this day.

  When she returned to Yu Garden, she seemed to think of something, and her eyes fell on the man's face, with a bit of hesitation to speak.

  The man seemed to see her worry at a glance, and his gentle palm fell on her back, caressing lightly: "Go back."

  Jiang Yi's heart stabilized.

   It's not that she doesn't like Meng Shu, it's just that she doesn't like to be controlled, and although Meng Shu has never said it outright, her words, deeds and eyes are always controlled from time to time.

  She doesn't like it, and it's reasonable.

  Yu Garden, Jiang Yi just entered, and after a while, he ran over with his tail upright and meowing. Jiang Yi bent over to pick it up, and rubbed it in his arms.

  The rubbed cat fur flew around.

  Although Fu Xiting has cats, it doesn’t mean he likes cats. The cat was there when Yu Garden was first built. It was originally a stray cat.

  Although it is accepted, the scope of activities of cats is limited, and people are absolutely not allowed to go up to the second floor.

   It was only after Jiang Yi came that this difficult life improved.

  Jiang Yi hugged it and gave it to Fu Xiting later, the man took a step back, and said rather disgustedly: "Hair."

  Jiang also thought about it, too, the expensive suit was stained with hair, the trouble was not Fu Xiting, but Suxin and the others who took care of it.

  Jiang Yi stroked Waita's soft hair with a smile that was not a smile, and Jiao Didi said: "Wait a minute, did you see, this is the stepdad."

  The man paused while taking off his suit, and turned around slowly to look at Jiang Yi, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a slight smile.

   "Stepdad?"

  Jiang Yi glanced at the person: "Enhuh."

  Fu Xiting snorted, and glanced at Suxin. The latter was very sensible, and left the living room with the servant, giving the space to the husband and wife.

  It is rare that both of them are at home during the day.

  Even on weekends, there are only a handful of times when the two of them are together at the same time.

  Jiangyi's career is just starting, and Fu Xiting's territory is expanding.

  The two of them devoted a huge amount of time to work every day.

  As it is today? rare.

   Suxin just left, Jiang Yijiang let go of her hand and let her go. Wait a minute.

  The man stepped over and wrapped Jiang Yi in his arms, his generous palms fell on her lower back, his voice was low, and he muttered to himself: "Who is the real father?"

   "Dad is a furry species, why don't you look for it?" Jiang Yi grabbed Fu Xiting's palm with his backhand.

  Keep him from running amok around his waist.

  Fu Xiting pulled his lips, lowered his head and kissed her thin lips.

  In the afternoon, the two of them seemed to have such a rare leisure and elegance, nestled on the sofa and flipped through the book that had not been opened for a long time.

  The boss fled, and the subordinates died.

  When Guan Qing was tortured by a group of vice presidents and couldn't breathe, she resisted Juyi and called Fu Xiting.

  The latter hung up the phone directly.

  Jiang Yi caught a glimpse of Guan Qing's name from the corner of his eye, and leaned lazily on Fu Xiting: "No answer?"

  The man flipped a page of the book with his slender fingertips, and casually spit out two words: "Troublesome."

  Guan Qing held the hung up phone and fell into deep doubt for a moment.

  Holding the phone for a while, I don't know what to do.

  He was silent for a while, and his eyes fell on Wu Jiangbai.

  Wu Jiangbai took a step back: "The boss is in a relationship, what do you think I am doing?"

   "What kind of love are you married? Tens of thousands of mouths waiting to be fed are relying on Fu Dong to support their families!"

  Wu Jiangbai rolled his eyes, reached out and patted Guan Qing on the shoulder: "Young man, work is not the whole of life, and it will never be the whole of life."

  Guan Qing: .

   This night, Jiang Yi gave the chef in Yuyuan a holiday.

  Let Suxin buy the ingredients in the afternoon, and cook by herself in the evening.

  Habits left over from the previous life, once you encounter something in life, it is difficult to solve, or you feel that you have not had a good rest for a long time.

  She will choose to rest and cook a meal for herself at home.

   Treat yourself physically and mentally.

  This evening, Fu Xiting was sitting at the dining room table with a notebook in front of his eyes, and the kitchen door was wide open.

  Jiang Yi was busy between the stoves in home clothes and an apron.

  French songs were chanted softly on the stereo, and air-conditioned air was blown out along the air vents, making the flowers on the table bend slightly.

  The petals of the hydrangea are shaking scatteredly.

  The gaze of the male host lifted up from the computer screen from time to time and landed on the hostess in the kitchen.

  Jiang Yi washed the seafood, and the sound of the brushes rang intermittently in the kitchen.

  The sideburns hang down loosely, and the whole person is filled with the tranquility of retreating from a high position.

   Six forty-five, the sun has not yet set.

  Jiang Yi's figure left from the stove, squeezed a cup of watermelon juice, and gave a cup to Fu Xiting who was looking down at the documents.

  The man let out a faint thank you from his lips.

  Jiang Yi leaned against the kitchen door with a cup in her hand, and the oven behind her made the sound of working.

  In this evening dining room, against the backdrop of the scent of flowers and the deep French songs, she had the idea of ​​heart-to-heart talk.

  Probably in Fu Xiting, she saw the long-lost sense of security.

  Or maybe it was the low mood in my heart that wanted to find a breakthrough.

  So, she took a sip of watermelon juice and moistened her throat: "I met an acquaintance today."

  Fu Xiting respects her very much.

   This respect is reflected in all aspects of life.

  When Jiang Yi wanted to talk, the man took his eyes and hands away from the computer keyboard.

   Leaning on the dining chair with watermelon juice and looking at his lover.

  And in response to her words, try to be a good listener: "Acquaintances from previous lives?"

  Jiang Yi nodded, looking into the distance, looking into the distance, as if recalling something: "A peacekeeping officer."

"In 2007, war broke out in the western region of the world. As an international negotiator, I was sent to withdraw from China. After hundreds of hours of negotiations with the other party, we reached an agreement. We left the airport at 8 o'clock the next day. , when our plane flew up, they stopped fighting, but when the plane was about to take off, a |peace|military|officer rushed out of the crowd and told me to leave because his wife was not on the plane , I sternly accused him of violating the orders of his superiors, and scolded him for not treating everyone's life as life, and told him that the task I received this time was to bring back 78 trapped people, and the missing one was my work He made a mistake, so he wrote me an apology on the plane."

"As far as the country is concerned, there is no shortage of soldiers. As far as the Yu family is concerned, my wife has only me as the only husband. This is the reason why I must go down. She has traveled thousands of miles just because she loves me, and I cannot abandon her," Jiang Yi Spoken out the content of the letter of guilt.

  Fu Xiting listened, and when Jiang Yi's words stopped, he asked, "What happened next?"

   "I heard they died."

   "The upper management did indeed send someone to meet with that party, confirmed the matter, and then eliminated his household registration and whereabouts."

  Jiang Yi took a sip of the juice from the cup, lowered her eyes and smiled slightly: "But today, I saw him."

  Fu Xiting looked at Jiang Yi, thought for a while, and then spoke steadily: "A person's life and death has nothing to do with you. The reason why you are shocked today is because the first impression he gave you is different from others, right?"

  At that time, Jiang Yi was only thinking about her career, and the life and death of other people's wives had nothing to do with her.

   What is related to her is the attitude of which military officer treats his wife, or in other words, the true love in times of war.

  Fu Xiting could tell that Jiang Yi didn't seem surprised at all, she nodded: "Indeed."

"I never believed that someone would willingly die for love at the critical moment of life and death. It's strange to say that I grew up in a loving environment with parents, but love was a joke to me at the time. Later, Through the matter of Qian Xingzhi, I have conducted a long period of reflection and self-dissection. I think that it is probably the reason why I followed my parents in the hospital since I was a child. Believe that there are alternatives in this world.”

  Fu Xiting listened carefully to Jiang Yi's words, and grasped the only emotion from her deep emotions.

   "Is his wife still alive?"

   "Dead," Jiang Yi replied.

   "How did a person with no identity come back? Smuggling?"

  Jiang Yi nodded.

Fu Xiting remained silent for a while, probably knowing what Jiang Yi meant, he put down the cup in his hand, walked towards Jiang Yi, hugged him into his arms, and said softly, "If you want to help him, I support you. "

  Jiang Yi was stunned: "Aren't you afraid of getting yourself into trouble?"

   "That depends on who caused the trouble."

   "If it were you, I would be willing."

  Jiang Yi's hand holding the cup trembled.

  She took a shallow sip of watermelon juice, and responded with a faint smile: "Mr. Fu, do you know that I look very unprincipled like this?"

  Fu Xiting tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, and responded to Jiang Yi with a light smile: "I don't want these things before you."

   "Mrs. Fu, for the sake of my stomach, I think I need to remind you."

  Jiang Yi raised his chin: "Say it."

   "The pot is mushy."

  Jiang Yi gasped, and said something about my oysters.

   Then hurried into the kitchen.

  Fu Xiting watched, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.

   Said a fool lightly.

   On this day, Jiang Yi returned to Yu Garden.

  Yi Tian returned to the Jiang family.

   Fortunately, Jiang Chuan was busy with work and not at home during this time.

   Avoid visual quarreling pictures.

  Jiang Ze and Yi Tian came from the vibrancy.

   Once upon a time, most people envied the life between these two people.

   But now?

  The good life has become a mess.

   And the chicken feathers are flying all over the sky.

  Nowhere is peace.

  Those young people who say that they don’t want rights because of love, after reaching a certain age, all their ideas will change, and what is left is only what he wants and needs in his heart.

  And Yi Tian believed in Jiang Ze's sweet words at the beginning, so that now - in the thick fog, he can't get away.

  In the living room, she reached out to gather the documents on the coffee table together.

   Before he had time to get up, the servant came to tell him that someone was coming to see him.

"who?"

  Yi Tian was puzzled.

   "The other party said he was the manager of the legal department of Dongting Group."

  Hearing the words of Dongting Group, Yi Tian was stunned: "Please come in."

  When Guo Siqing came in, he saw Yi Tian put away all the documents on the desktop and ordered the servant to prepare tea.

  Guo Siqing stretched out his hand to stop her: "Mrs. Jiang, don't be busy, I'll leave as soon as I say something."

   "There will be entertainment later."

  After hearing this, Yi Tian stopped his movements.

  Guo Siqing pushed over a document with a bank card inside.

   "I'm here today, entrusted by Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu wants to buy the apartment you bought in the name of Mrs. Fu from you."

  Guo Siqing pushed the document over: "This is the contract, you just need to sign it."

   "The owner of this bank card is Mrs. Fu. Mr. Fu knows that you have concerns, so he deliberately used Mrs. Fu's name."

  Yi Tian returned the things: "I'm not doing it for money."

"Of course I know," Guo Siqing agreed. When the servant came over with a teacup, she paused until the servant left, and continued: "Since ancient times, parents have planned for their children to hope that their children will have enough confidence in the future. Worried about an accident, and Director Fu asked me to do this today, the meaning is quite obvious, so you can rest assured that he will not let such an accident happen, Director Fu also asked me to bring you a sentence, Miss Jiang is his Wife, it should be taken care of by him, he is very grateful for your kindness to Miss Jiang, and he would never dare to let you continue to spend money."

  Yi Tian looked at the document unmoved, and had no intention of signing it at all.

  Guo Siqing came here today with an order, and if he fails to complete the task, he will inevitably be scolded when he returns home, so she patiently persuaded Yi Tian: "Mrs. Jiang, you should rest assured that Mrs. Fu is a man."

  Fu Xiting bought the whole house that Yi Tian bought for Jiang Yi.

  It was only when she opened the file that she realized how delicate Fu Xiting was.

  The house is still in Jiang Yi's name, but the money she spent to buy the house has returned to her.

  …..

  In the evening, Jiang Yi cooked a seafood feast.

  The original plan was a seafood feast, but in the end, because the pot was burnt, there was only a seafood porridge and a steamed oyster that was not very good.

  Fu Xiting looked at the food on the table, feeling a little sad for a while.

  I thought to myself, the little girl is really unreliable in doing things.

   "Don't eat?" Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

  Fu Xiting picked up the chopsticks and cooperated with Jiang Yi's performance.

   Halfway through eating, Mr. Fu seemed a little worried. Looking at his lover, he asked cautiously, "Can you make a suggestion?"

suggestion?

   Is it nothing more than making something edible?

  Jiang knew what he meant without even thinking about it.

  She was holding the bowl, touching the spoon in the porcelain bowl, and looked at Fu Xiting with a smile: "Before you make a suggestion, let me tell you a story!"

  Fu Xiting sat across from Jiang Yi, staring at her, waiting for her story.

Jiang Yi's hands continued to move, the spoon was still swimming along the edge of the bowl, and the casual tone sounded in his voice: "Once upon a time, there was a man who liked to give advice. Not long after, he got married and continued this habit to his own family. Wife, later, guess what happened to him?"

  Fu Xiting felt something was wrong when he heard the first sentence.

   Is this storytelling?

   This is threatening him.

   "Dead?" Even though he knew Jiang Yi was lying, he still asked.

  Jiang Yi nodded: "Almost!"

  Fu Xiting: ......

  ...

   "I'll give you money to do things for me, and that's how you do things for me?" In the car, Lin Qinghe looked at the man wearing a hat beside him, furious.

  Full of anger is on the verge of bursting.

  Like a volcano about to erupt.

  Since Zhao Zhen died, he has become more and more uneasy.

  I feel uneasy every day, even when I sleep, I will be woken up with fright, always thinking that someone will come to ask for my life.

   After all, he was also involved in Jiang Fu's incident.

  If Zhao Zhen’s death is because of Jiang Fu

  Then the next person to die, will he be himself?

  It was hard for Lin Qinghe not to panic.

   "You only said that you asked me to clean her up, but you didn't say how to do it. It's true that you gave me money to do things, but didn't I do it?"

  Qian Xingzhi's cold tone sounded.

  Lin Qinghe looked at the person with disbelief.

   At the beginning, I don’t know if I listened to someone’s nonsense that it’s very cruel to know someone, as long as the money is in place, you can talk about anything.

   Is it easy to say anything?

   "Are you trying to smash your own brand?"

Shop sign?

  Qian Xingzhi sneered: "Are you sure I smashed my signboard?"

   "What do you mean by that?"

"Before Mr. Lin asked me to do something, he didn't tell me that she was Fu Xiting's woman. No matter which streets and alleys you go to in the country, ask to see who doesn't know Fu Xiting. Mr. Lin wants me to earn my life. Money is wasted."

  Lin Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, staring at Qian Xingzhi, speechless for a while.

   Who is Qian Xingzhi? A person crawling out of the dead.

   When he caught the indecision in Lin Qinghe's eyes, he stretched out his hand fiercely and grabbed Lin Qinghe's neck.

  Lin Qinghe's face was pale when pinched.

  Qian Xingzhi brought the person up to him like a chicken, gritted his teeth and warned him: "You have only heard that I am capable, but have you never heard that I am not tolerant of other people's schemes?"

  Bang——Lin Qinghe's head was pressed against the car window, and the explosion-proof glass thumped, making him dizzy.

   Before he could react, Lin Qinghe was thrown out of the car.

  The black masses in front of them roared away.

  He smashed the floor madly in anger.

   At midnight, Jiang Yi came out of the study after finishing his work.

   After washing, he was rubbing his hair with his head tilted.

   Poured a glass of water and brought it to the dresser, opened the drawer and took out the bottle, shook out two pills and just threw them into his mouth.

  At the door of the bedroom, the man's faint doubt sounded: "What are you taking? Medicine?"

  Jiang Yi hasn't responded yet, Fu Xiting has already stepped over, walked to her side and picked up the bottle on the dressing table to look at it.

  Jiang felt inexplicable, and was frightened into a cold sweat.

  Of course he didn't know what was in the bottle, and luckily Yi Tian used the bottle to round up the cost of the pills every once in a while.

   Otherwise, Fu Xiting will take it today.

   I'm afraid it will be another storm.

  The person who had just taken a shower felt a thick layer of cold sweat on his back inexplicably.

  And the cold limbs seem to not belong to me.

  Fu Xiting held the bottle and looked around for a while, narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and looked back at the river: "Vitamins?"

  Jiang Yi's heart kept pounding, and her complexion turned pale for a moment, but only for a moment, she pretended to be careless, wiped her wet hair with a towel, and hummed lightly.

   Fu Xiting: Contraception? Want to quarrel?

  

  

  (end of this chapter)