MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated-Chapter 35 0: Pleasing the living

  Chapter 35 035: Please the living

  The human body is conscious and has memory.

  Jiang Yi spent a period of time in his life with the owner of this voice.

  The two people's familiarity with each other is beyond simple words.

   But she never expected to see him on this occasion.

  Jiang Yi shuddered all over, and when he suddenly looked sideways at Fu Xiting, the emptiness in his eyes was too late to retract, and Fu Xiting caught him at the first glance.

  The man's eyes narrowed slightly.

   There was not a single word, but the force in his hand was heavier.

   It seems to be reminding Jiang Yi not to forget what he promised.

   "7.2 million," Jiang Yi bid.

   "7.3 million," the other party bid.

   "7.4 million," Jiang Yi bid.

   "Seven and a half million."

  When Jiang Yi was about to bid, Fu Xiting's hands on her waist suddenly tightened, as if he wished he could grab a piece of her waist directly.

  The man lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's not that I don't have money, Miss Jiang."

  Jiang Yi wandered back and forth in the struggle and entanglement.

  Her original intention was not to antagonize the person behind her, but at this moment, every word of Fu Xiting was threatening.

"Ten million."

  Jiang Yi slowly raised his sign, pushing the price to a new climax.

  The voice behind him stopped abruptly, and Jiang Yi didn't dare to look back.

   He only dared to stare at the host on stage, watching her make a final decision. In the end, this emerald fell into Fu Xiting's hands.

  The end of the auction is the banquet, and a group of people moved to the banquet hall.

  Jiang Yi held Fu Xiting's hand, and walked forward slowly, distracted.

   "Fu Dong's reputation as a philanthropist is really well-known," Lin Qinghe was naturally happy to see an emerald auctioned for a sky-high price, and rushed to exchange glasses with Fu Xiting.

   "The title of philanthropist is just given by others, why does Mr. Lin make fun of me?"

   "The eyes of the masses are discerning, and Fu Dong should not be reserved."

   "However, although Director Fu has become a philanthropist, he will bear the reputation of breaking up the mandarin ducks."

   "Oh?" Fu Xiting didn't seem to understand, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lin Qinghe glanced behind him, as if he was looking for someone: "The one who was comparing prices with Dong Fu just now is Jiang Fu Jiang Pan's fiancé. Since Jiang Pan passed away, Lin Jingzhou has been sorting out Jiang Pan's belongings. Today, Dong Fu is here. Love is taken from the hand of man."

  Fu Xiting slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Really? I'm really sorry."

  Lin Qinghe and Fu Xiting didn't talk for a long time, but there was an endless stream of people who came to Fu Xiting because of his fame.

   Seeing the woman next to Fu Xiting, she nodded and questioned at most, but immediately afterwards, she talked with Fu Xiting.

   "I'm going to the bathroom."

  Jiang Yi's faint voice sounded beside her, Fu Xiting nodded slowly, and loosened her waist.

  Jiang Yi broke away from the crowd and went to the bathroom.

  She sat on the toilet in the bathroom, bent slightly, covering her face to digest those emotions.

  She originally thought that she could face everything calmly, but it turned out that when those old things and old people appeared in front of her eyes, all her emotions would suddenly collapse.

   Make her crumble.

   Want to cry but can't cry.

   Without this accident, she and Lin Jingzhou should be able to enter the palace of marriage.

  But at this time, there is no if.

  If she died, she would die, but she was allowed to live like this, watching the people around her suffer.

   This kind of torture and suffering is more terrible than death.

   "Who was the one who was chasing after with Fu Dong just now? It seems that I have never seen it before."

   "It's normal if you haven't seen it, but he is a celebrity in the translation department, a top translator in the world, and the youngest deputy minister of the translation department of the Presidential Palace."

   "It is said that if Lin Qinghe retires, it will be him."

   "Isn't this the year when Lin Qinghe retired?"

   "So! People are stars in the sky, not something we mortals can see."

   "The scenery is as beautiful as the moon, gentle and elegant, and very beautiful."

   "It's useless to look good, my fiancée died."

"ah?"

   "International negotiator Jiang Fu is his fiancée, our professor's close disciple."

"Oh My God--."

  Jiang Yi sat in the toilet in the bathroom, listening to the girls chatting outside.

  The inner torment and struggle became more and more intense as the two talked.

   After a long time, Jiang Yi left the bathroom and found Fu Xiting.

  The man stared at her a little more inquiringly.

   It seemed that he could see through the forbearance in her eyes at a glance, but the man didn't say much, but turned his gaze back lightly.

  The banquet was over, and Fu Xiting smelled of alcohol all over his body.

  Jiang Yi stood beside him, not as agile as when he first came, but more silent.

   "Mr. Fu."

  When he was about to get in the car, the door of a black Mercedes beside him was pushed open.

  When the slender figure of the man appeared in front of Jiang Yi, she felt her breathing stopped.

  Looking at Lin Jingzhou, his gaze was sparkling.

  The man Yushu Linfeng, wearing the work clothes of the translation department, has not had time to change on his body, a pair of gold-rimmed eyes resting on the bridge of his nose, his whole person is gentle and warm.

  He is different from Fu Xiting.

  Businessmen and scholars can be seen at a glance.

   "Lin Fan," Fu Xiting seemed to know him, and nodded indifferently.

   "There is something I would like to ask Fu Donggao to raise his hand," Lin Jingzhou went straight to the point.

  Fu Xiting has thin lips and shallow hooks, as if he doesn't know why Lin Jingzhou came today.

   "The emerald that Dong Fu arranged today is a relic of my fiancée, I would like to ask Dong Gao to give it to me."

  Fu Xiting looked at Lin Jingzhou, and there was a moment of silence.

  The man held a cigarette in his hand and lightly lit it in mid-air: "It stands to reason that I should be the beauty of an adult."

  Although Lin Jingzhou has not had much contact with Fu Xiting, it is enough to know what kind of person Fu Xiting is.

   This man has never been merciless when he drastically rectified the business in the mall.

   There is no such thing as giving up what you have got to others.

  Lin Jingzhou knew there was something in his words.

   Sure enough, Fu Xiting glanced sideways at Jiang Yi who was standing beside him: "But Lin Fan should also understand me."

   "I don't know if this lady can be beautiful as an adult."

  Jiang Yi's hand hanging beside her was slightly bent, she didn't expect Lin Jingzhou to look at her.

  Jiang Yi's thin lips moved slightly, as if intending to say something,

  But at this moment, Fu Xiting's cold but ruthless voice sounded slightly beside him: "The man is gone, why should Lin Fan do it?"

   "Why should there be too many things in the world, and why should Mr. Fu bother?"

   Obviously, Lin Jingzhou knew something.

   And these things are enough to make Fu Xiting unhappy.

  So, the man lighted the cigarette ash, and said in a cool voice, "Lin Fan just took it to commemorate the dead, and I used it to please the living. I'm sorry Fu can't fulfill Lin Fan's beauty."

   It’s another new day, la la la la la

  (end of this chapter)