Chapter 282: 283: Mr. Fu, come on

Chapter 282: 283: Mr. Fu, come on

  Chapter 282 283: Mr. Fu, come on

  Deliberately approaching these four words made Fu Xiting's face shudder, and his mind was full of thoughts. The picture of Shiyue approaching Jiang Yi was flooding in his mind, and he even guessed what Shiyue would chat with Jiang Yi.

  Fu Xiting is thoughtful, but Jiang Yi is not.

  The dirty things about Fu Xiting's future, because of Meng Shu's relationship, Jiang Yi can hear a sentence or two from time to time.

  Although there are not many, it can still make up a picture.

  Even if you don’t know the reasons for the ins and outs, you should know the whole thing.

   But even if it is close to ten, it is still one step away.

  Jiang Yi didn't know the main points, and according to Fu Xiting's behavior style, he didn't intend to let Jiang Yi know.

   people! After all, it is selfish, and it is always trying to hide something, just like she has not wanted others to know for so many years, her life of lack of love and difficult days of being helpless when she was young.

  If Fu Xiting didn't say anything, she naturally wouldn't ask.

  In this world, no one is clean and has no secrets.

  She didn't ask Fu Xiting to treat her like this.

  Jiang commented that Fu Xiting did not explain in time, and asked again: "Do you have a future?"

  The four words "Qian Cheng Past" uttered from Jiang Yi's mouth are no longer pure Qian Cheng Past, but the kind of enmity and hatred with emotional entanglements.

  When Jiang Yi's light and curly eyes swept over Fu Xiting, he was a bit inquiring.

  This inquiry made Fu Xiting's heart tremble.

No return?

   Not right.

  Jiang intends to explore the truth.

   Fully inform? He didn't want to, he didn't want to show his miserable side to Jiang Yi, and he didn't want his lover to see such a dilapidated self.

  Therefore, Fu Xiting avoided the important and ignored the trivial: "The daughter of the housekeeper of the former Fu family."

  The butler's daughter?

   To know it, it must be familiar.

  With the family business of the Fu family, the requirements for housekeepers and servants must be extremely high.

   It is a basic rule not to allow one's private life to be brought into work, just like Yu Garden today.

  If you ask Fu Xiting who Suxin's son is at this time, he will specify that he doesn't know, and even if he knows, he has seen it during the investigation.

  As for Fu Xiting, he was able to completely tell the information that Shiyue was the daughter of the former housekeeper, which proves that the existence of this person is still very obvious.

Others may not know it, but Jiang Yi knows that Meng Shu had a bad relationship when she was young, and this bad relationship still created a spark of love with her housekeeper, and there was also a crystallization of love. It's not that I haven't seen it.

  At that time, when Yi Tian told her these things, she was slightly shocked.

  But now, after Fu Xiting said this, Jiang Yi didn't ask too much. The tolerance and charity in her heart made her choose to turn the matter over.

  For him to expose his mother's dirty things, it is really an extremely self-respecting thing.

  Jiang Yi leaned on the car and drank most of a bottle of mineral water: "Are you interested in Lin Qinghe?"

   Qian Xingzhi and the others are on their way back, and she doesn't want to wait any longer.

  As soon as the words implicated in interests came out, Fu Xiting knew that Jiang intended to attack Lin Qinghe.

  Fang Chi glanced at Jiang Yi through the rearview mirror: "Recently, Lin Qinghe sent someone to secretly watch Dr. Zou and the others. It's better for the little lady to be more cautious."

  Jiang Yi glanced at the bottle in his hand, fiddled with the label on the bottle with his fingertips, and said softly, "No problem."

  Lin Qinghe's staring at Zou Yin does not prevent her from doing what she wants to do.

   "What do you want Qian Xingzhi to go to Jianzhou to investigate?" Fu Xiting asked.

   "My secretary is still alive," Jiang Yi's tone was very light, as if he was sighing.

   He is still alive when all the staff are dead, and I don’t know who to ridicule.

  Fu Xiting was stunned: "Who? Yuan Hai?"

  He had vaguely seen this person a few times. He was young and promising, with a good-looking talent, and his delicate and fair face was a very good appearance.

   Only obey orders, and the tacit understanding with Jiang Yi has reached its peak.

  But it was such a person who sent her to **** behind her back.

   "Since when did you know he was alive?"

   "I've always known," it's just that I was so focused on Bu Gan some time ago that I didn't have time to sort out the whole thing in detail.

  Nowadays, the network is in her mind, and she has to take it step by step.

  Fang Chi was stunned.

  I have always known it, what a terrifying sentence.

  …

  In late July, the weather is hot and dry.

  If you leave the air conditioner at night, you may even die.

  After taking a shower that night, Shen took advantage of the time when Fu Xiting was answering the phone in the study, and Jiang Yi called Yi Tian, ​​telling her not to get too close to Zou Yin in the near future, so as not to be implicated.

  Yi Tian, ​​on the other hand, has always stood on Jiang Yi's side unconditionally, and would only agree to her reminder without asking too much.

  Because of this, Jiang Yi couldn't bear to say more words to Yi Tian.

   "Your father has gotten very close to Lin Qinghe recently," Yi Tian told over there.

   "Why?" The back of the person leaning on the head of the bed slowly straightened.

   "It seems that I want your father to help investigate something," Yi Tian said.

   "Package?" Jiang Yi asked back.

  Yi Tian's silence seemed to tell Jiang Yi that her inquiry was right.

  Jiang was able to suppress the truth of his own death, so he could naturally help Lin Qinghe find out these things.

  Lin Qinghe found him, and it was indeed the right one.

   "Yiyi, is it you?" Yi Tian trembled slightly.

  Jiang Yien nodded, "It's me."

  She admitted generously, but the response was silence.

  Yi Tian is holding the phone, struggling in his heart, Lin Qinghe is the one who killed Jiang Fu, it is natural for her to want revenge, but if Jiang becomes an accomplice in this matter, Jiang Yi will be in trouble.

   Not someone else.

   At eleven o'clock in the evening, the master bedroom of Jiang's villa was brightly lit.

  When Jiang entered the room in his pajamas, Yi Tian was just putting down the book in his hand.

  When the book was closed, Jiang saw the cover.

  【The Truth About Marriage】Five characters come into view.

  Jiang put the water glass in his hand on the bedside table and looked at Yi Tian: "Why are you reading this kind of book recently?"

   "Some things can't be figured out, so I want to find the answer from the book."

  Jiang can obviously feel that Yi Tian's attitude towards him recently is not as good as before.

   It is true that I am aware of my recent changes.

  I don't really want to quarrel with Yi Tian, ​​which ruins the relationship between husband and wife.

  When she lifted the quilt and sat on the bed, she lightly changed the topic: "Yiyi hasn't been home for dinner recently, so give her a call and ask her to come back! Family reunion."

  Yi Tian knew that he was diverting the topic, but wanted to bring it back: "Lin Qinghe, like Zhao Zhen, designed and killed dozens of people, do you know?"

  Jiang looked sideways at Yi Tian, ​​with some prying eyes in his eyes: "Things that are not conclusive shouldn't be brought to the table, and these things can be said in front of me."

   "There are many things in this world that are not conclusive and true, and none of them can be said, so what is the meaning of existence?"

   "It's not that I didn't go home for dinner recently, it's that you went back to Jiang's house to look for the old man too often," Jiang Ze already had the desire to cheer up.

  In the early years, the person who said that the present world is good has long since disappeared. People in their fifties suddenly have the desire to be promoted and get rich. Is this because human nature is too complicated, or is Vanity Fair too tempting.

  Jiang Yi arrived at the company the next day, and as soon as he entered, he felt that the atmosphere in the company was not right.

  The people gathered in the office area suddenly dispersed and returned to their seats in a hurry.

  Jiang Yi paused as she went upstairs, carried her bag and walked towards Ai Hao's position step by step, reaching out her hand towards him.

   "Boss Jiang, what's the matter?" Ai Hao asked cautiously.

  Jiang Yi opened his lips: "What did you say?"

  Ai Hao pretended to be crazy: "I don't know."

   "Do you want to go on a business trip or do you want to clean up the whole company? You just say it," Jiang Yi threatened.

  Ai Hao said something in his mind that I dare not speak, and reached out to reach out the newspaper under the table and handed it to Jiang Yi: "The news said that you participated in a certain artist's art exhibition last night, and criticized the other party for nothing."

  Jiang Yi took the newspaper with one hand, put the bag on the table with the other hand, shook the newspaper away, and responded casually: "That's right."

   Ai Hao looked behind Jiang Yi, and saw that although the people in the office area lowered their heads, they all had their gossip ears up.

  He boldly asked: "Can I ask why?"

  "If a person is good enough, she will definitely be praised, and if she gets criticism, it proves that she is indeed not good at skills. It's just that she is not good at skills, and she uses news to put herself in the position of a victim. Why do you say?"

  Jiang Yi is not asking you why, but you.

   Obviously, even if you don't look back, you know how long the pricked ears of the people behind you are.

"People who have real materials are never afraid of being criticized. Only people with half a bucket of water are eager to clarify themselves. Deep water is silent and shallow water is noisy. Learn this truth," Jiang Yi folded the newspaper in his hand and returned it to Ai Hao, what he said was not serious, but this attitude of being neither humble nor overbearing without half-distracted guilt is indeed enviable.

  July 18th is the first anniversary of Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting's marriage.

  Everyone in the capital is guessing how they will spend this anniversary.

  The two parties got up in the morning and said good morning to each other, and then they washed up and left. The host even skipped breakfast.

  Jiang Yi went to the company with his front foot, and a translucent car stopped at the door of the company with his back foot.

  A bouquet of flowers, seven or eight people carry it down.

  The people in the company were shocked, and they had to sigh that rich people really play tricks.

  In less than half an hour, the news had spread throughout the capital.

  Things that others consider earth-shattering, in the eyes of the person concerned, are extremely ordinary actions.

  It's just a bouquet of flowers, not comparable to a gift that Fu Xiting casually brought back to her in the past.

  Jiang Yi was busy in the afternoon before he had time to call Fu Xiting. This call was received late, and just after picking it up, Jiang Yi heard the noise from the other side.

"Busy?"

  The man's voice is low and hoarse: "Did you receive the flowers during the entertainment?"

   "Received," Jiang Yi responded, and then asked: "With Chengwen?"

   "So smart?" Fu Xiting leaned against the wall, holding a mobile phone, with a calm smile on his lips.

   "Strike while the iron is hot is the normal operation, and show Fu Dong a way to make a lot of money," Jiang Yi said with a little teasing in his voice.

   "Mrs. Fu instructed."

   "Did you see today's newspaper?" Jiang Yi asked.

newspaper?

   Haven't had time to watch it yet.

  Fu Xiting stood up slightly, turned his back away from the wall, and said to wait a moment.

  While holding his mobile phone, the man went to the front desk to ask for today's entertainment newspaper. As soon as he opened it, he saw a large piece of news in the newspaper.

  The pens of those entertainment reporters were really filthy, and they described his lover as an evil spirit who had nowhere to vent and criticize others at will, and Shiyue became the victim in their mouths.

  Fu Xiting watched, and a sneer escaped from his lips.

  Across the phone, Jiang Yi heard it all.

  When Fu Xiting's cold words sounded, Jiang Yi took a sip of the water in the glass: "I guess Shiyue didn't expect Chengwen to strike while the iron is hot today. If she knew what you said, would the news in this newspaper still come out?"

  Fu Xiting listened to Jiang Yi's playful words, and his smile deepened: "What does Yiyi want recently?"

   "En?" Jiang Yi seemed puzzled.

   "If someone pays the bill, you can boldly ask for it."

   "That won't work, I don't think ordinary people's money is clean," who knows how many women Cheng Wen has provoked outside these years?

  Which women have spent all this money on, it feels dirty to hold it in their hands.

   Maybe you will get sick again.

  Jiang Yiman's tone of disgust made Fu Xiting smile silently: "Hang up first."

   "Mr. Fu, come on."

   "Mrs. Fu, I love you."

  Fu Xiting hung up the phone, but he was not in a hurry to enter the box. Instead, he lit a cigarette at the door and smoked for a little while before pushing open the door with the newspaper.

  As soon as Jiang entered, Cheng Wen's teasing voice came: "Director Fu has been answering the phone for a long time, so you have to punish yourself."

  Fu Xiting opened the chair and sat down, and sighed: "There is no way, the little girl has been wronged, so it is inevitable that it will take some time to coax her."

   Chengwen held a cigarette between his fingers and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Oh? Who else can wrong Mrs. Fu? The one who doesn't have eyes? Can't we seek justice?"

Fu Xiting seemed to be waiting for his words, put the newspaper in his hand on the table disc, and slowly turned over: "Come on, President Cheng has a look over it, and by the way, give me some advice to see how I can get it back." This is fair."

   "It must be given to Fu Dong."

  The written words came to an abrupt end when I picked up the newspaper.

  Fu Xiting leaned on the back of the chair with a cigarette in his hand, looking at him indifferently.

  There was a sense of laziness all over his body.

  The man put one hand on his lap, and lightly lit the ashtray on the desktop ashtray with the other.

  The smile on his lips remained undiminished.

  Seeing the silence of Cheng Wen, Fu Xiting said again: "Cruel and merciless? Malicious criticism? When did plagiarism become a victim, and the person who pointed out the wrong in a fair and fair way became the perpetrator?"

  Cheng Wen has mixed feelings in his heart. He appreciates time and time, but he hasn't appreciated it to the point where she can offend Fu Xiting.

   Even so, Cheng Wen still didn't trample on her.

   To the outside world, everyone knows that Shiyue is his woman.

   If you step on her at this time, you will undoubtedly lower your grade.

   "Is there some misunderstanding here?"

  Fu Xiting lit a cigarette ash: "Maybe? But there is no wind, no waves, I don't see any misunderstandings, I just see if my wife has been wronged."

  The man's simple and rude words were somewhat oppressive.

  In the final analysis, writing is still inferior.

   And Fu Xiting wanted to crush him, and it was a matter of minutes.

   After all, if you want something from others, you have to be controlled by others.

   Chengwen listened to Fu Xiting's words, which meant that it was obvious that he didn't listen to the process and only looked at the result.

  The person who originally wanted to strike while the iron is hot to lower the price is like being held by Fu Xiting with a knife on his neck, unable to move.

   The mute eats coptis, speechless.

   And Fu Xiting really didn't intend to give Shiyue any face by doing this.

   There is a feeling that she wants to make her disgusted by the donor's father.

  Besides, Wu Jiangbai smiled, as if he wanted to be a peacemaker in the middle, and said with a smile: "Cheng Dong, a good wife can prosper three generations, so some things should be put on the agenda."

   The implication is to quickly kick this kind of woman who is holding back, and if she stays, she will cause trouble for herself.

   This meal almost had a myocardial infarction.

  As soon as the driver closed the door and was about to start the car, Cheng Wen said coldly, "Go to the studio."

   At one o'clock in the afternoon, Shiyue had just seen off the guests and was standing in the bathroom of the office washing his hands.

  Suddenly, the office door behind him was pushed open, and a stack of newspapers was thrown over.

"I am willing to let you stand up so you can stand up, and you are doing evil while taking advantage of me? Shiyue, I really underestimated you," Cheng Wen's scolding didn't make Shiyue feel displeased at all, and even more so. Not even such a rude gesture aroused her anger.

   Instead, he squatted down and picked up the newspaper on the ground in an extremely calm manner.

  Looked at it, and frowned slightly: "Do you think I did this?"

   "What do you want to explain?"

  Shiyue shook the newspaper, folded it in half and put it on the table: "I won't do such a stupid thing. This thing is obviously someone using last night's art exhibition to sow discord."

"If Director Cheng doesn't believe it, you can ask the manager downstairs. I went to the People's Hospital in the morning to meet Jiang Pan's parents and discussed the matter. After all, I donated the money from the previous two paintings to their scientific research projects. .”

  Whilst speaking, Shiyue opened the drawer, took out the contents and handed it to Chengwen: "This is a donation note, it's fresh out of the oven."

"There is no shortage of beauties in the capital. As long as I stand by the window every day and look at the beautiful women who walk through this street, there are hundreds if not thousands. I also believe that Cheng Dong can be beautiful everywhere here. The girl's capital chose me not only because of my face, if I was really hostile to Mrs. Fu, I should have shown it last night instead of coming to fight cattle across the mountains today."

   Shiyue's attitude was firm, and she did not flinch from staring at Chengwen.

  Cheng Wen naturally had some turmoil in his heart. Of course, he fell in love with Shiyue not only because of her face, but what she said today was just perfect to avoid these things.

  While Shiyue, who knows how to read people's faces, saw that Chengwen was a little loose, stepped forward and hugged Chengwen's arms: "Think about who is behind the scenes?"

  Chengwen looked down at Shiyue, and didn't respond to her topic, but reminded her: "You'd better come to Mrs. Fu to apologize to Mrs. Fu in person today, if you ruin my business, you know."

   Shiyue's heart tightened.

   It's not something she did that requires her to apologize. It's unacceptable to speak out about this kind of thing.

  But in the eyes of capitalists, there is nothing that cannot be tolerated.

  Shiyue would apologize even if she was reluctant in every possible way.

   Not to mention that she still needs to write a document at this time.

  Shiyue nodded gently, with a slightly shallow tone: "Okay."

  Chengwen thought she would refuse, but he didn't expect to agree, so he was somewhat surprised.

  He originally thought that a woman like Tongyue would be arrogant even if she was taken care of by others.

   I didn't expect her to be sensible, advance and retreat, and know how to choose.

   This is something that Chengwen never thought of.

  He reached out and touched her face, coaxing: "I have wronged you."

   "Don't be wronged, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

  At 3:30 in the afternoon, Jiang Yi was explaining some work matters to Ai Hao, but suddenly heard the secretary inform him that someone was visiting.

"who?"

   "Time and moon," Wen Sirui said.

  She was still downstairs in the office area this morning, and heard Jiang Yi's comments about this person.

   Unexpectedly, people came to the door in the afternoon.

   The speed is really staggering.

  Jiang Yi hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Let her come up."

  When Shiyue entered Jiang Yi's office, she saw Jiang Yi coming from the coffee machine with two cups of coffee.

   "Miss Shi, is this?" Jiang Yi, who was holding coffee, was about to walk to the tea table, when she saw two people behind Shiyue carrying gifts in large and small bags.

   "I came today to apologize to Mr. Jiang."

  Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't understand, so he said, "I apologize."

   "Yes, because what happened in the newspaper this morning made me feel a little bit sorry, and I wanted to apologize to Mr. Jiang."

   Shiyue always maintains a warm and soft tone.

  Talking to Jiang Yi like a rich lady, if Fu Xiting hadn't said that she was the housekeeper's daughter earlier in the morning.

  She really didn't believe it.

   As far as Shiyue's temperament and her behavior at this moment are concerned, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like the housekeeper's daughter.

  Jiang Yi is a person who has never wronged me to help others. Facing Shiyue's remarks, she nodded slightly: "It has indeed caused an impact."

   Shiyue glanced at the people behind her and told them to put down everything in their hands.

She even deliberately picked up a paper bag on the ground and put it on the coffee table: "This is a rare leather bag newly released by the M family this season. It is said that there are only two of them in the whole country. I hope that adults will never forget villains." Pass."

  Jiang Yi leaned on the sofa with a cup of coffee, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said oh.

   said with doubts: "I'm quite curious, why don't Miss open it up and let me have a look."

   When Shiyue heard Jiang Yi's words, there was a little disdain in her eyes, but even so, she still opened it.

  When a light-colored rare leather bag appeared in front of Jiang Yi, she raised her brows slightly and said, wait a minute.

   Then he walked to his desk, opened the cabinet and took out a bag from below, and that bag was exactly the same as the one Shiyue unpacked right now.

   The moment Shiyue saw the bumper bag, embarrassment flashed across her eyes.

   Immediately, Jiji quickly came back to his senses, and apologized: "I was showing off."

   "I didn't expect the other one to be on Mr. Jiang's body."

  Limited edition, it's not easy to get it, this bag of hers was made by someone.

   Thinking about making an apology should be in line with the preferences of the person involved.

did not expect--.

   "I've never cared about these things. My husband has brought this bag back for a few days. If Miss Shi hadn't said today that it's a limited edition, I really wouldn't know."

   6000

  

  

  (end of this chapter)