Chapter 342: 343: Jiang Yi slapped Fu Xiting on the shoulder
Chapter 342 343 Jiang Yi slapped Fu Xiting on the shoulder
Fu Xiting's sentence is pregnant, like a thunder on the ground, and the people in the thunder on the ground are divided into two types. One is unbelievable. After all, Cheng Wen and his ex-wife already have two sons and one daughter. He is a proper winner in life .
As for Shiyue, although she is good-looking and somewhat talented, she is a woman who cannot stand on stage after all.
The so-called first-line rich people more or less have one or two women around them, and the function of these two women is to attend occasions that are inconvenient for their wives to attend.
Everyone thought Shiyue was just one of those women,
It doesn't deserve too much attention from them, and it won't have too many results with writing.
Possibly after this period of time has passed.
The relationship between the two will be dissolved naturally.
But what they didn't expect now was that Shiyue was pregnant.
what does that mean? This means that Shiyue may possibly replace the existence of Chengwen's official wife.
Everyone knows that a written divorce never leaves home.
Although the connection with his ex-wife is not deep enough, the connection with a pair of children is very close. People often meet him eating with the children outside.
Wen and Shiyue, the person involved, was shocked.
Since Shiyue made that joke with him last time, Cheng Wen felt like a thorn was erected in his heart, and the number of times he went to see Shiyue decreased significantly.
He thinks the same as everyone in the outside world, and he doesn't want Shiyue to get pregnant.
Shiyue's shock was more frightened.
She didn't expect that Fu Xiting would know about this matter, let alone that Fu Xiting would tell this matter in public, and looked at the faces of several bosses present with different expressions.
Some people are drinking tea with their heads down, while others are casually looking into the distance.
And there is only one word represented by these expressions—contempt.
It is not uncommon for women like her to be in the upper circles of the capital. These women present are like this. With the money given by these first-line rich men, they come forward to drink for them when they need it, and even accompany them. sleep.
Help them stabilize a certain circle.
Then get the reward you deserve.
When you don't need it, leave.
This process may take a year or two or ten or twenty years.
If these women acted sensible throughout, then there would be a large severance package, if all these women were like Shiyue.
If you want to become pregnant after taking the money, then the end result will be miserable.
Shiyue clearly felt the murderous look in Cheng Wen's eyes looking at her.
"What is Mr. Fu talking about?"
Shiyue seemed a little unclear, so he looked at Fu Xiting with some doubts.
Fu Xiting frowned slightly when he heard the words: "Could it be that Secretary Guan made a mistake?"
"When he was with his lover for postpartum repair two days ago, he said that he met a person in the obstetrics and gynecology department, and he felt very similar to you."
Shiyue responded without changing his face: "I think Secretary Guan must have read it wrong."
"It's possible," Fu Xiting raised his lips and smiled, "I'll punish him tomorrow."
"It's not the same thing, it's normal to be wrong." Shi Yuezhi roughly excused Guan Qing, well, he seemed magnanimous.
She said one thing, but she had another thing in her heart.
A person like Fu Xiting would never let anyone who has nothing to do with him waste any of his time, but he formed such a game today, called everyone over, and then said such a sentence in front of everyone No matter how you look at it, all of this seems to be specially designed for her.
And with her status at this time, everyone also believed that she might have misunderstood what she just said, and it didn't exist at all.
How can a plaything kept in a cage by a man be worthy of a rich man like him to make jokes about?
He has an inseparable relationship with Chengwen, the two companies cooperate closely, and the money starts with nine figures.
There is a net around such big customers that Mr. Fu personally maintains the relationship with.
Fu Xiting's ability to speak proves that this matter is true in all likelihood.
Fu Xiting, Fu Xiting, you are trying to put me to death.
Fu Xiting nodded rather gentlemanly, and tapped slowly on the wooden handrail with his slender nails.
When the **** was up and down, Su Xin who was standing outside the door knew it.
With the servant carrying the pot, he pushed open the door of the glass room and came in.
"Please make way, all the directors," Suxin said, there are not many housekeepers in the capital.
It is said that in order to choose a reliable housekeeper, Fu Xiting personally dug it back from abroad.
When everyone heard this, some people laughed it off.
Some people think that Fu Xiting is just a butler, and he can do nothing.
Now seeing the well-trained Su Xin, I suddenly feel that, let alone a housekeeper, even a small servant can reflect the master's taste.
"Yesterday, Director Fu specially ordered to go to the Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city to kill the young sheep, saying that he was entertaining distinguished guests."
"I ordered the kitchen to make mutton soup this morning, just to warm my body in this winter."
Su Xin's words are quite appropriate.
But is it true? not.
Those who have not returned home for several days returned home yesterday.
Standing in the living room, smoking a cigarette, asked her: "When will pregnant women have symptoms?"
Su Xin didn't understand very well, and was a little confused: "What symptoms are you talking about?"
"Nauseous, retching."
Su Xin's first reaction was that Jiang Yi was pregnant.
But the husband didn't say anything, so she didn't dare to guess rashly.
"When I was pregnant with my child, I would feel nauseous and retch when I smelled something with a strong smell, similar to the smell of oily smoke, mutton, or——"
Her next words stopped when Fu Xiting raised his hand.
"Tomorrow I will have a banquet with guests, and let the kitchen kill a sheep."
Su Xin was surprised—it's probably not that Jiang Yi is pregnant.
Mr. Fu would never do such a knowingly crime in front of his wife.
"How to do?"
"How to do taste great?"
"Let's make soup! Mutton soup is also suitable for this season."
"According to your."
The man waved his hand and gave her full authority to do it.
That's how it came out today.
In the glass room, stove, wine, mutton soup.
How beautiful it is.
Chinese people are more particular about diet. Eating mutton soup in winter can invigorate the spleen and warm the heart, nourish blood and qi, nourish the liver and improve eyesight, which has many benefits.
When Shiyue saw the mutton soup served, his face changed drastically.
The fingertips that landed on the knee pressed down hard.
Suxin introduced where the sheep is kept? What kind of forage are they eating?
While washing the dishes, he brought a bowl of mutton soup to the guests.
The first bowl of soup was delivered with some care. She handed it to Fu Xiting first, because Fu Xiting is the owner of the house and also her boss.
But Fu Xiting raised his chin to signal the first bowl of soup to Cheng Dong.
So this bowl of soup naturally fell to Chengwen.
Chengwen looked at Tang in front of him and refused to let her pass it to Fu Xiting.
Su Xin looked at the latter with some embarrassment.
The latter didn't say anything, but the onlookers laughed: "Cheng Dong, the first glass of wine is usually served to Fu Dong when we socialize outside, but today I finally took the opportunity to come to Fu Dong's house as a guest, How could you pass up this opportunity?"
"That's right! If Mr. Cheng doesn't drink it, give it to Miss Shi. This mutton soup warms the body and keeps the cold away. Women should drink more."
Probably someone noticed Fu Xiting's strangeness towards Shiyue.
The bowl of soup came to Shiyue just like that.
She had to drink the soup that a group of bosses handed her.
Apparently, Fu Xiting was just waiting for her to drink soup.
It was obvious that she wanted to dig a hole for her to jump into.
Even though her heart was full of nausea at this time, she still had to resist drinking this bowl of soup, otherwise—
What he just said in front of Chengwen will not be true. Waiting for her will be written anger.
"Miss Shi," Su Xin put the bowl of soup in front of Shi Yue.
Although my husband didn't say who the pot of mutton soup was for tonight? But she could vaguely see that it was the girl in front of her.
Tonight's game is destined to be uneven.
"Thank you," Shiyue bit the bullet and took the soup Suxin handed over.
This thank you was reluctant, but she couldn't refuse.
In the glass room, everyone is holding a bowl of soup, thinking about each other.
And Shiyue, in the midst of all these thoughts, endured the nausea and drank the bowl of soup to the bottom.
Although there is no difference.
But the almost pale look on his face made people can't help but take a second look.
One sip of the soup turns pale, this kind of show is rarely seen.
Fu Xiting is carrying soup! Just taste it one bite at a time.
How leisurely, how leisurely.
…..
"Boss Fu? Did I miss my errands tonight?"
The guests left, Suxin stood behind Fu Xiting and watched their car tail lights disappear on the mountain road.
The man smiled lightly: "Very successful."
Once Chengwen found out about Shiyue's pregnancy, he was bound to make some noise.
This movement is not small.
"Go, send some news to Cheng Wen's sons and daughters."
Mess! The more chaotic it is, the more interesting it is. It's a bit boring to have only him and Jiang Yi in this scene.
On the way down the mountain.
Shiyue was sitting in the car, her breath was filled with the smell of mutton soup just now.
She reached out and pressed the window open.
The cold wind blowing in made her wake up a little bit, and at the same time feel a little uncomfortable.
"pull over."
As soon as the car stopped, Shiyue slammed open the door, lowered her head and vomited.
It was too late to get off the car,
Written text can't be clearer what kind of reaction this is.
After Shiyue breathed out, she leaned against the car and gasped weakly, Cheng Wen's deep voice sounded beside her: "Didn't you say you're not pregnant."
Shiyue glanced at him: "In that case, do I have to admit in public that I am pregnant with your child? Let everyone laugh at you?"
Cheng Wen's hands on his knees tightened slightly: "When did it happen?"
"Just a few days."
"You have been known by Fu Xiting in the past few days." Cheng Wen scolded her, apparently feeling that she had embarrassed him.
"I don't want to meet Guan Qing in the hospital."
"So why did you go to the hospital?" Chengwen felt that everything Shiyue said was an excuse.
This woman is smarter and unpredictable than any woman he has mastered before.
An ordinary woman is incapable of hooking up with your wife.
And Shiyue has this ability.
"You are also a father. If I don't go to the hospital, how can I be sure if I am pregnant? Do you want me to know his existence until seven or eight months pregnant in a daze, and then give birth to him? Compete with your current child for property?"
Shiyue sneered: "You don't want to, right, and neither do I."
The plan fell through, she had no choice but to choose this way to protect herself.
She will only let her go if she shows that she doesn't expect the child's arrival.
will give her a chance to breathe.
She knows this man too well.
"You'd better be sensible and know your position. Either you can solve it yourself, or I can help you. It's your choice."
Shiyue's inner hatred was further aroused by Fu Xiting.
Ever since her father got involved with Fu Xiting's mother, her life seemed to be cursed.
There is no worst, only worse.
Shiyue sat on the sofa in the living room.
Fingertips landed on her stomach and stroked slowly. Fu Xiting's move tonight can be said to have ruined her dream.
Everything she had calculated for so many days disappeared tonight.
Fu Xiting is miserable.
Isn't she?
Before she met Fu Xiting's mother, she still had a father, and her father was responsible enough.
But—after meeting Fu Xiting's mother, everything changed.
She has a father as well as no father.
Fu Xiting is a victim, isn't he?
What does the matter of her parents have to do with her?
She was sent abroad by Fu Xiting, and she has been struggling abroad all these years.
How many shameful things has she been forced to do in order to complete her studies?
Isn't Fu Xiting responsible for all this?
If her father is still an ordinary housekeeper, at least her life growth trajectory is bright.
Instead of being dark like it is now.
Shiyue sat on the sofa, recalling everything he had experienced in these years.
I just feel that the acid water in my heart is flooding crazily.
Perhaps the hatred in my heart is hard to get rid of.
She picked up the car keys on the table and prepared to go out.
When Shi Ke reached the door, the hatred suddenly stopped.
no.
If she went to Fu Xiting rashly like this, she might die even worse.
It's almost half past eleven.
Jiang Yi came out of the shower and was answering Li Xing's phone call.
The two are planning something.
Fu Xiting came in only to hear Jiang Yi say: "Keep staring."
She just hung up the phone, only to feel the sound of breathing behind her.
The alertness cultivated over the years made Jiang Yi abduct him without even thinking about it.
Fortunately, Fu Xiting saw the momentum and dodged away to escape.
But when he dodged, he accidentally smashed the skin care products on Jiang Yi's dressing table.
A crisp bang silenced both of them.
"Miss Jiang, are you okay?"
Jiang Yi stared at Fu Xiting, raised his voice and responded: "It's okay, I dropped a bottle of skin care products, you go and rest."
"Should I come in and deal with it?"
"No trouble."
Seeing Jiang Yi insisting, the aunt didn't say anything.
Hearing the sound of auntie's footsteps, she went downstairs.
Jiang Yi just slapped Fu Xiting on the shoulder: "The flower picker."
Naturally, the less people know about her and Fu Xiting, the better.
Even Fang Chi is hiding it, and it is even more impossible for Auntie to let her know.
(end of this chapter)