Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Fu Qingye pinched Jiang Manxue's cheek.

"I got a time lag."

Jiang Manxue didn't react, "Time difference?"

"Even if Fu's company wants to change the person in charge, it still needs procedures." Fu Qingye sneered, "But now I resign on the first day, and I haven't signed the report and documents, and the procedures have not been completed. So my signature is subject to the law. In a sense, it still works.”

Fu Qingye said, rubbing Jiang Manxue's hair.

"As long as I agree to the resignation of those people in the company, they will naturally not be able to bind us at the legal level."

Jiang Manxue was a little dazed by what he said.

"Then you are taking advantage of this gap to transfer everyone to your company?"

Then, after Jiang Manxue's words fell, Fu Qingye raised his eyebrows.

"Well, the word transfer is very good." He chuckled, "Transfer Fu's employees to another company, um, not bad."

Hearing his approving tone, Jiang Manxue couldn't help laughing too.

Looking at Fu Qingye in front of her, she felt that he seemed to relax.

"Then... can you..."

Jiang Manxue hesitated to speak.

"What?" Fu Qingye couldn't help asking without hearing what she said.

Immediately, Jiang Manxue shook her head.

"No, nothing." She pursed her lips and smiled, and fed the porridge to Fu Qingye's lips again, and said in a low voice, "Continue to eat."

In fact, only Jiang Manxue knew that what she wanted to say in the unspoken words just now was, can it be like this in the future?
Start a new company and never have any more involvement with the Fu family?
Can you wait for her a little longer?

When she finishes what she should do, they leave the city together, go where they want to go, and live the life they want to live?

But in the end, Jiang Manxue still couldn't speak out.

For her, these words were still as far away as a dream.

From the moment she knew that the death of her parents was inextricably linked to the Fu family, Jiang Manxue knew that she and Fu Qingye had fallen into this curse and could not break free easily.

However, thanks to Fu Qingye's leg injury, Jiang Manxue and him finally had a chance to be tender.

At night, Jiang Manxue lay beside Fu Qingye, resting in his arms with her eyes closed.

And Fu Qingye kissed her bare, bare shoulders lightly, and embraced her in a contented embrace.

"Aye, I want to discuss something with you." Jiang Manxue rubbed her cheek in his arms, and said softly.

"Huh?" Fu Qingye's voice was still slightly hoarse: "You say."

Jiang Manxue propped up her upper body and looked at him from a very close distance.

"I want to transfer Xiaoya to another hospital."

"why?"

As if, Fu Qingye didn't expect Jiang Manxue to suddenly mention this matter.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Isn't Xiaoya doing well in that hospital? Or do you think there's something dissatisfied with the hospital?"

Jiang Manxue shook her head.

"No, Xiaoya lives very well in the hospital, and I have nothing dissatisfied with the hospital."

"Then why did you let him..."

Jiang Manxue thought for a while and told him: "Xiaoya has started rehabilitation now. The hospital he is in now focuses on treatment, and may not be that good at rehabilitation. And I have consulted Xiaoya's attending doctor Yes, he also suggested that Xiao Ya go to a more professional rehabilitation center."

After Jiang Manxue finished speaking, she looked at Fu Qingye without blinking her eyes, with a particularly docile expression.

Fu Qingye held Jiang Manxue's hand vaguely, and asked casually, "Since you have already decided on this matter, then you can decide, you don't need to ask me."

Jiang Manxue shook her head: "You were the one who arranged for Xiaoya to come to this hospital. In fact, I would know it even if you didn't tell me. In fact, your original intention of building that hospital should have something to do with Xiaoya, right?"

With that said, Jiang Manxue took his hand and shook it slightly.

"So, to decide such an important matter, of course I want to tell you."

Then, Fu Qingye's expression was like melting ice and snow, and he couldn't help laughing.

He leaned over and kissed Jiang Manxue's forehead.

"It's good that you understand my intentions. But for other things, you can decide by yourself. Axue, I am willing to give you all the rights to freedom, as long as you are always by my side."

These words moved Jiang Manxue.

You only need her by your side, but give her all the rights to freedom.

Then, the meaning of her stay is to accompany her.

"Aye." Jiang Manxue pressed her face against his chest, listened to Fu Qingye's heartbeat, and gently closed her eyes, "It would be great if time could stop at this moment."

When Fu Qingye chuckled, his chest trembled.

He couldn't help but hug her even tighter.

"fool."

For the next few days, Fu Qingye rested at home.

And Jiang Manxue took care of him inseparably.

Time flies by in comfort and tranquility.

However, within a few days, this peaceful time was disturbed by a furious uninvited guest.

Mr. Fu came here uninvited.

When Jiang Manxue went downstairs in her pajamas, she caught sight of Mr. Fu sitting in the middle of the living room, holding a cane.

Immediately, her body froze, the blood all over her body coagulated in an instant, and the movements of her hands and feet became slow and stiff.

But Mr. Fu just turned his head, looked her up and down, and snorted coldly.

Not surprisingly, Jiang Manxue heard a lot of disdain from his cold snort.

Her eyebrows drooped slightly, and she tried her best to control her facial expression.

"You are here with Ah Ye, and you live comfortably." Mr. Fu actually said directly, and he didn't mean to avoid talking to her in the slightest. "Last time I bluffed all my people and tricked them back. I didn't look at it." Come out, you will still play this kind of narrow-mindedness."

Jiang Manxue walked slowly, but in the end she still walked in the direction of Mr. Fu.

She glanced at him quickly, and then looked away: "Old sir, I don't know what you are talking about."

"You don't know?" Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes and looked at her carefully.

After a while, he nodded.

"Maybe you really don't know. Son, in this case, it's okay for you to lie to Ah Ye, but to me? You are still a little late. Where is the thing your father left for you? You hand it over. I can let go of the past."

To this day, he is still trying to negotiate conditions!
Jiang Manxue moved her fingers, subconsciously wanting to tighten them.

However, when he caught a glimpse of Mr. Fu's sharp, almost piercing eyes when he looked at him, Jiang Manxue didn't dare to move his fingers again.

"I really can't understand what you are talking about. My father passed away early and left me nothing."

Then, Jiang Manxue lowered her head slightly, "You came to meet Fu Qingye, right? He's resting upstairs, I'll ask him to go downstairs."

When looking down, Jiang Manxue caught a glimpse of the fruit plate on the table and the fruit knife inside.

Immediately, all the blood in her body seemed to be on fire.

The current Mr. Fu has no defense at all, as long as she picks up the knife on the table and stabs at this person, then everything will be over!
The hatred of her parents, her hatred for so many years!And, and...

Jiang Manxue's head was hot, and she found that she couldn't take her eyes off the fruit knife at all.

In her brain, there seemed to be a voice that kept saying to her, let's do it!Let's do it!

However, the footsteps are heavy and can't move.

Suddenly, there was a thought that broke through all the restrictions and resounded in the blink of an eye.

If it really goes down, then... what will Fu Qingye do?
What should she do with Fu Qingye?
In an instant, all the scalding heat in Jiang Manxue's blood faded away.

She took a quick breath and stabilized her figure.

Then turned around without looking back, and ran upstairs to the bedroom!

From the beginning to the end, Mr. Fu's eyes were fixed on her, and he did not move away.

After she left, the housekeeper who had been standing not far away came to Mr. Fu's side.

"This girl is lying." Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes, "When I mentioned what her father left behind, she didn't ask me why I knew her father, nor did she ask me what her father left for her. what."

After speaking, Mr. Fu sneered: "It seems that most of that thing is already in her hands."

"You mean, she has already seen it?" Mr. Housekeeper subconsciously lowered his voice, and looked upstairs with a little nervousness.

"Probably." Mr. Fu's eyes were dark and he was stroking his cane, thinking about something.

The housekeeper asked in a low voice: "Then... what are you going to do?"

"She's here with Ah Ye now, don't touch her for the time being." Mr. Fu tapped his cane lightly with his fingers, "Ah Ye has been having trouble with me recently, so we have to wait."

Then, Mr. Fu seemed to remember something.

"But it's impossible for her to stay here all the time." He said, turning his head and asking, "Isn't she still having a younger brother in the hospital of Fu's family?"

The housekeeper nodded, "There is a younger brother."

"Then invite her younger brother to be a guest, and see if it's his younger brother that is more important, or what Jiang Zhengyang left behind for them."

"Okay, master." After a pause, the housekeeper asked in a low voice, "Then what do you plan to do with this girl?"

Mr. Fu closed his eyes, and spoke hesitantly.

"I watched Aye grow up after all, I know his temperament. Now he is in a mood, if he touches this girl, maybe..."

Then, before he could finish speaking, the butler became anxious.

"Master, you have to think about it! If that girl really has something Jiang Zhengyang left for her, it is very likely that she has already read it! Or made a backup!"

After hearing the words, Mr. Fu still didn't speak, he was hesitant.

After a while, when the butler wanted to persuade him again, Mr. Fu waved his hand.

"You let me think about it again."

The butler gritted his teeth: "Master, you never hesitated before!"

"When I'm old, I can't see so many incidents of beatings and killings." However, in the end, he sighed, "Forget it, you can deal with it. You don't need to tell me the specifics."

"Yes. Don't worry."

The butler responded, while glancing upstairs, his eyes showed a murderous intent that couldn't be hidden.

And just at this time, Fu Qingye appeared on the stairs, looking at him from a distance.