MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated-Chapter 201 : You are more important than her in my heart

  Chapter 201 201: In my heart you are more important than her

   It seems that after getting along for a long time, everyone is familiar with Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi's way of getting along. Fang Chi looked at Fu Xiting with some sympathy, so he almost said bluntly, why bother to scold?

  Jiang Yi's sudden dislike made the corners of Fu Xiting's mouth twitch.

  Guan Qing touched his nose in embarrassment, and was about to say something when the phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, reached out and handed the phone to Fu Xiting.

   "Director Fu, call Siqing."

  Guan Qing's thoughtful phone call made Jiang Yi pause, and hugged the cat to rub against Fu Xiting.

  The man gave her a disgusted look, but instead of answering the phone, he reached out and hung up the phone.

  Jiang Yi: ...This dog thing.

  Guan Qing stood aside and watched the two confronting each other, coughed, and looked at Su Xin, who took people down with great understanding.

"Little lady, Mr. Fu asked me to contact Mr. Jiang, intending to have Mr. Jiang sue the perpetrator and then dig out the people behind him. He asked Guo Siqing to contact foreign lawyers to handle the matter. The premise of handling this matter is that you can't interfere. This matter, otherwise - it is not good for Mr. Jiang, you should know."

  Jiang Yi was surprised when he heard the news.

   Probably never thought that Fu Xiting would implement a sentence so deeply.

  He will arrange it.

   Yes, all of this is in his arrangement.

  Jiang Yi suddenly felt that his understanding of Fu Xiting was too one-sided.

  If this matter were for me, would I care so much about it?

  The answer in Jiang Yi's heart is very clear, no, she will not waste any of her time for an irrelevant person.

   Fu Xiting, on the other hand, is obviously bigger than her.

   "Why?" The silence in the living room was broken by Jiang Yi's why.

  Fu Xiting held the mobile phone, his back straight, and his black shirt looked lean and capable: "Because I have identified you as my wife."

   This is Fu Xiting's answer.

  Jiang Yi inexplicably felt that this answer was too heavy.

  In her current situation, she really can't bear this title.

  She squinted at Fu Xiting, turned around and went to the restaurant.

  At noon on July 6th, 2010, Fu Xiting had a rare weekend rest. When he came out of his study, Su Xin was smiling and leading someone to prepare lunch.

  The atmosphere among the servants is also extremely light.

  Fu Xiting was quite puzzled. When he stepped into the restaurant, he saw Jiang Yi wearing an apron and squatting on a plate.

  There are four dishes and one soup on the table, full of color, fragrance and taste.

  Fu Xiting looked at him, his brows deepened, and he was a little surprised. In these years, there has never been a shortage of rich ladies from those cooperative businesses who came to him with food boxes to perform, but Fu Xiting never paid attention to it.

   Probably disdain this kind of small tricks.

   Now, the sight of Jiang Yi coming out of the kitchen wearing an apron, with a ball on his head and a dinner plate on his head gave him a double shock both visually and spiritually.

  Fu Xiting remembered what Jiang Yi said last night.

   "I've seen a lot of men like you."

   This sentence should have been substituted into this situation, but Fu Xiting automatically blocked all of this.

"You did it?"

  Jiang Yi untied the apron and threw it on the chair beside him, put the rice on the opposite side, and responded lightly to Fu Xiting's words: "Otherwise?"

   "Being courteous for nothing, Miss Jiang doesn't think she can thank me with just one meal?"

  Jiang Yi raised his eyes and looked at Fu Xiting faintly: "I like to eat, but I don't want to eat."

   Warmth?

No.

  Soft?

does not exist.

   "I can express my gratitude to you in any form, but if you make further progress, I will definitely let you go away."

  He has seen many powerful and domineering people, but this is the first time he has seen someone like Jiang Yi.

  Fu Xiting pulled out his chair and sat down, and glanced at Su Xin who was standing aside.

   Signal them to leave.

  How can other people disturb such a tender moment?

  Su Xin understood and left with her servant.

   "So domineering?"

   "During the time I was with Mr. Fu, I learned a lot."

  Fu Xiting figured it out, Jiang Yi, if he is happy, it is Mr. Fu, if he is unhappy, it is Mr. Fu. If he is angry, various nicknames will appear on the stage in turn, that is to say, this person is in a good mood today.

   "So that's what you mean, is it my fault?"

   "What do you think?" Jiang Yi was too lazy to chat with Fu Xiting before the meal, for fear of having indigestion when eating for a while.

  Fu Xiting has eaten a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas.

  Thai massaman curry, Japanese sushi, Neapolitan pizza, Fu Xiting basically has his hands on everything on the global gourmet list, not to mention the seafood that was flown in that day.

   What if it's commonplace?

No.

Meng Shu is the young wife of a typical wealthy family, her ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and she is accompanied by servants when she goes in and out. Even if their lineage declines later, Meng Shu has never tasted sorrow, she will always be that high mountain Zhihua, when her son is too hungry to eat, she would rather go out to dinner with her so-called boyfriend than get him a bite to eat.

   So much so that Fu Xiting had a very dark time when he was young.

  The first so-called home-cooked meal in life was made by Yi Tian.

   After that, it is Jiang Yi today.

  He knew that Jiang Yi's lunch was full of tricks.

  Knowing that it was a routine, I still couldn't help but burrowed in.

   After a while, Fu Xiting probably remembered the old memories of his childhood, and raised the corners of his lips to give himself a self-deprecating smile, and this smile was well captured by Jiang Yi.

  Looking up at Fu Xiting: "What are you laughing at?"

   "Thinking of a question, why do people still jump into the abyss even though they know it is below?"

  Jiang Yi didn't think about it, but blurted out the answer: "Because there is something you want in the abyss."

  Fu Xiting knew the answers clearly, but still wanted to say these answers from Jiang Yi's mouth.

   "Ms. Meng called me this morning and said she wanted to ask me to meet."

  Jiang Yi told Fu Xiting about Meng Shu's phone call this morning, as if he wanted to hear Fu Xiting's opinion, after all, Meng Shu was his own mother.

   "Go if you want," was Fu Xiting's answer.

  Jiang Yi was puzzled: "Will you have any objections if you don't go?"

  Fu Xiting asked lightly: "Why do I have opinions?"

   "She's your mother."

   "Not every woman is worthy of being a mother. To me, you are more important than her."

  This sentence, Fu Xiting said it plainly, without any extra emotion.

   But Jiang Yi listened, but could hear disappointment.

  A fiancée who has not yet entered the family, her relationship is even better than that of her own mother.

  If this move is heard by someone with a heart, I'm afraid it will be a big fuss.

   "It tastes good," Fu Xiting's comment interrupted Jiang Yi's deep thinking.

   "Sichuan cuisine."

   "The chefs in Yuyuan cook too lightly."

   "You can ask for anything," Fu Xiting said gently.

   "Is there anything about Zhao Ying that I can help with?"

  (end of this chapter)