let's get married darling

Chapter 71

Staring at the empty scene outside, Song Yan almost fainted. Where did the two of them go?Wasn't it still there just now?
Hearing movement behind her, she suddenly turned around vigilantly, only to see Fu Hanshen standing behind her in a suit and leather shoes. His haughty and straight figure at this moment inexplicably made her shudder.

"Don't come here... tell you, I'm not a vegetarian!" While staring at him vigilantly and full of defense, she moved to the balcony and took a broom to defend herself. sinner.

At first, she didn't have a good impression of him at the beginning, but it gradually improved because of Song Xiaoyuan's relationship. As a result, until now, Fu Hanshen has lost all impressions of him except for the word beast!

She had never seen such a shameless man. Last time he almost raped her in the bathroom, and this time again!
How dissatisfied is he?

Fu Han stood proudly in the living room, his dark and narrow eyes were dangerous, fixed on her, seeing that she was running to get a broom to defend himself, he saw the corners of his mouth twitching invisibly, sternly A trace of haze spread over the sharp facial features as sharp as a knife.

Basically, even if he doesn't think too much at this moment, he can guess what kind of words are engraved on his image in her heart.

"Put back the children's playthings." The man's face was so gloomy that no one dared to provoke him easily, and his low voice was full of sinister taste.

Song Yan naturally wouldn't listen to him, and no matter what he said now, she was on guard against him, and she didn't dare to take her eyes off him for a moment, for fear that if she didn't pay attention, he would do something.

This kind of man is so superb, it's the first time she meets him!
She didn't let go for a long time, still staring at herself stubbornly, earnestly and vigilantly, Fu Han's dark, deep and dangerous eyes stared at her without blinking.

The two were silently confronting each other, and the temperature in the space seemed to drop to freezing point, gradually becoming weird.

And at this moment, at the right time, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Buzzing vibrations broke the silent and stiff confrontation at this moment.

Frowning slightly between his brows and closing his eyes, but his eyes still did not move away from Song Yan, Fu Hanshen unhurriedly took out his mobile phone, didn't even see the caller ID, and put it to his ear to answer.

"Ouch, are you finally willing to answer my phone, you bastard?"

Hearing the female voice coming out of the phone, Fu Hanshen's brows twitched, and he had the urge to hang up the phone. Even Song Yan, who was on the opposite side, could clearly see the fleeting stiffness on his handsome face. .

Being able to make this beast man also become stiff, she was not only secretly curious about who the person on the phone was.

"What's the matter with you?" He said in a low and cool voice, full of cold taste.

"What can I do? What else can I do besides your business?" Mrs. Fu had the urge to scold him as she spoke, but she managed to hold back and asked instead, "Jing The minister said that you are chasing a girl now, is it true or not? You are not here to make me happy again, are you?"

Chasing girls?

Fu Han raised his eyes deeply, and his eyes were locked on Song Yan's secretively. His eyes were so deep and strange that Song Yan felt uncomfortable, and she was so uncomfortable that she really wanted to slam the door and leave, and she didn't know what the person on the phone said to him.

The old lady Fu on the other end of the phone spoke harshly again, "Fu Hanshen, let me tell you, if you guys join forces to deceive me again, I will never end with you!"

"How dare you."

"There's never a time when you don't dare!" Their family's Fu Er has tried and tested the matter of eating ambition and leopard courage, and it is really hard for Mrs. Fu to trust his words.

Fu Hanshen glanced at the woman on the opposite side with his cool eyes, and Fu Hanshen's eyes deepened and deepened, his eyes were fixed on the woman on the opposite side, but his voice was not salty and said to the person on the phone, "I'm about to give birth to your grandson now. "

"Bah!" Mrs. Fu didn't believe it when she heard his words, because he had never used similar excuses to ask her to hang up the phone, but she didn't want her to nag him, "Stinky bastard, you really want me Is it a heart attack?"

"Don't dare, the old man will seek revenge on me."

"Damn! I watched you grow up. I know if you want to shit or fart and take off your pants. If you had put us in your eyes, you wouldn't be a single dog today!"

The last popular Internet term made Fu Han twitch his brows, "Does the old man usually ignore yours? You are in your fifties and sixties, and you should spend less time online, or you will grow old faster."

"Do you still know that I'm in my fifties or sixties?" This sentence happened to give old lady Fu a chance, "You know that I'm in my fifties and sixties and I haven't been married yet, and you just want to piss me off! Shut up, stretch your legs and you will be satisfied!"

"..."

Fu Hanshen didn't answer her words this time, but his eyes suddenly sank a little, and even lowered his eyes slightly, and he didn't keep staring at Song Yan who was opposite him.

But Song Yan, who never relaxed his vigilance all the time, easily caught the look of suspected loneliness that skipped over his face for a moment.

Immediately, she couldn't help being a little stunned.

lonely?

Would a man like him show such an expression?
Even if it is only for a moment, it is really unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Song Yan inexplicably became more interested in the person on the phone. Judging from Fu Hanshen's words just now, it is not difficult to guess that it is an old man in his 60s or [-]s.

It must be his family, she thought.

It's really strange that this man seems to care about his family very much.

"That's all for today." Mrs. Fu said directly, "If you can't find your wife again, you won't have to enter the house in the future. When you find it, when will you come back!"

Fu Han was lazy, and his expression was calm as usual, "Then I won't go back."

"How dare you!" Mrs. Fu jumped her feet angrily, "Bastard, if you don't dare to come back, I'll never end with you!"

"..."

"I'd better have a grandson within this year! That's it!"

As soon as the words were finished, the phone was cut off by the person on the other side, and a beeping sound came from the phone.

Fu Hanshen put the phone back into his trouser pocket without changing his complexion, raised his dark and deep eyes that made people feel scared, and stared at Song Yan again. Standing in the living room, it looks like a perfect statue.

Song Yan realized later, when he saw him put down the phone, he suddenly felt annoyed, what was she doing just now?
Didn't run away while he was answering the phone? !

Seeing the regretful and aggrieved expression on her face, Fu Hanshen casually glanced away, as if he didn't intend to say anything more to her, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the door.

Seeing him suddenly turn around and leave, Song Yan was startled, did he just leave?

Why did you suddenly decide to leave again?
But she was naturally overjoyed that he could leave, thinking to herself that at least this man still had a little bit of humanity, at least after such a long time, he didn't seem to have any intention of doing anything to her anymore.

However, just when she breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly happy in her heart, Fu Han, who turned around and walked a few steps, stopped abruptly, turned his head slowly, glanced at her with gloomy eyes, and said in a low and pleasant voice, "I remember."

"..."

Afraid that he thought he had some new ideas, Song Yan quickly clenched the broom in front of him, looked at him seriously and tenaciously, with the air that if he dared to have any ideas, she would die with him.

However, his eyes made her feel a chill in her heart, making her want to surrender and retreat.

Staring at her nervous look, he pulled the corners of his lips lightly, and said in a lukewarm tone, "Just to let you know, I don't intend to cut off contact with your son, not only won't, but I will visit him from time to time, you do well Mentally prepare."

"..."

After finishing speaking, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, evoking a mocking arc full of contempt and contempt for her vigilance, he turned around, opened the door, and walked out with long legs.

At this moment, Song Yan really wanted to catch up and ask him why he made such a decision, but because she might be too busy to walk around, she abruptly stopped herself and did not allow herself to catch up impulsively.

However, his tone is really unpleasant!
He actually spoke to her in an informing tone, with an attitude that seemed to have no room for change, so arrogant that people wanted to step forward and beat him up.

Who are Song Xiaoyuan's parents?
Why is he?
This day was undoubtedly Song Yan's most ups and downs. After Fu Hanshen left, she leaned against the sofa and lay powerlessly on the sofa. She was annoyed when she thought that Fu Hanshen would come again and continue to see Song Xiaoyuan. Angry again.

Just as she was thinking about whether she should take Song Xiaoyuan to live in another place, the mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

Brought it over, seeing that it was the man's number, without even thinking about it, Song Yan gritted his teeth and pressed down directly to refuse.

But he didn't answer the first time, so he called a second time, and he didn't answer the second time, but he didn't call the third time, but soon, a text message came from her mobile phone.

"A reminder, either you take your son abroad or go to another city, otherwise as long as you are still here, it is best not to have any plans to move. If you don't mind the trouble, I will find it bothersome."

"..."

Seeing this text message, Song Yan suddenly had the urge to throw the phone away, and his whole nerves were about to be laughed at by him.

It wasn't until evening that Pei Siyu and Song Xiaoyuan came back, Song Yan asked where they had been, Pei Siyu just said that she went out to eat with Song Xiaoyuan.

It might be true to eat, but Song Yan always felt that Pei Siyu did it on purpose, that is, she clearly knew that she was with other men in the bathroom, and after deliberately torturing them, she dragged Song Xiaoyuan out unknowingly.

However, there is nothing to say about this kind of thing, although Pei Siyu's eyes are always looking at her so teasingly that she wants to run away, but fortunately Pei Siyu doesn't ask her too much, Song Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As for why she didn't come out of the bathroom with a man for so long, her excuse was very pale. Even though it was true, no one believed it. Pei Siyu didn't ask, which was what she wanted.

**
The restless mind throughout the day leads to absent-mindedness in doing anything, as if the soul has been withdrawn from the body, and the whole person is numb and empty.

Driving alone on the aimless road, Tang Munian controlled the steering wheel with one hand and stared at the front, but his thoughts had long drifted away.

Before he knew it, the car stopped, and when he realized it, the place he was at was not far from the gate of his alma mater when he was in college.

Squinting his eyes, he stared at the wrought iron gate of the school through the glass of the front car.

Faintly, time seems to go back in time.

Memories of the past flooded in like tides, and he vaguely saw a girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen standing in front of this wrought iron gate, wearing a long floral dress, her hair tied in a ponytail, and holding a black umbrella Standing in the rain, the heavy rain wetted the corners of her skirt, and she stood there as if she had been waiting for someone.

He knew that she was waiting for him. The two of them seemed to be in a formal relationship not long ago, but for some reason at that time, she seemed to offend him very badly, so even though the basketball team came to tell him that she was at the school gate , he remained unmoved, allowing her to stand in the rain until it was dark, and finally couldn't help the cold into her body, dragging her tired and hot body.

And that time, she had a severe fever and lay in bed for several days and couldn't get out of bed. When he came home, she was scolded by Father Tang angrily...

The corner of his mouth curled up, he stretched out his hand to open the car door, and walked down uncontrollably.

There is a snack street outside the school. Although many things have changed after several years of baptism, when Tang Munian came to the roadside stall that he and she used to frequent back then, he found that there was only this one. Unchanged.

This roadside stall they often come to still has that simple style, and there is a faint familiar feeling.

Unable to restrain himself, he went to the table and chair and sat down, and soon the shopkeeper greeted him, "Sir, what do you want?"

Looking up, seeing that he was still the familiar boss with two beards, Tang Munian smiled calmly, "Two bowls..."

The words that were about to be blurted out stopped, and he lowered his eyes and smiled with his lips curled up. The smile was a little lonely, and then he continued, "A bowl of wonton noodles."

"Okay." The owner of the shop nodded with a smile. Although there were wrinkles on his face, he was full of kindness. "Just wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

Nodding his head, he didn't say anything more.

In fact, he didn't like to eat wontons before, let alone eat anything from roadside stalls outside. For him, these things were cheap and unhygienic, and he was born to avoid cheap food from these roadside stalls.

But since he dated Song Yan, even though she was in a high school boarding school and only came out once a week, every time she came out to find him in this unconventional university, she would definitely drag him here.

I don't know how she found out about this restaurant before. At first, he was very repulsed to come to such a place that didn't match his status, but later, every time he saw her satisfied expression after eating, he gradually let it go. down.

Song Yan has been adopted by their family as a child bride since she was ten years old, but Tang's father has never treated her badly materially, but I don't know if she is too self-aware, or because Luo Peiru didn't treat her well back then, even though At that time, the Tang family was one of the most wealthy families in Mucheng, but she always seemed to treat herself as an outsider, frugal, diligent and frugal, and tried not to bring any material requirements to the Tang family.

Sometimes, she would be so independent and sensible that he bored him.

For a girl, he always felt that since he had a boyfriend, he should rely on him as much as possible, instead of taking all the responsibilities alone every time, as if she was so powerful that she could do anything.

He didn't like the kind of woman who had to bear it alone when she clearly should act like a baby and rely on a man, and he had many disputes with her because of similar issues.

In the end, she was always the one who ran to confess his mistakes to him...

"Sir, the wontons you want are ready." The boss came up in time, interrupted some of his past thoughts, and put a bowl of steaming wontons in front of him, and said with a smile on his face, "You eat slowly."

"Ah."

Responding lightly, Tang Munian picked up the spoon and was about to start it when he saw the boss standing beside him and didn't seem to back down, so he turned to look at him, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." The boss looked at him with a smile, "I think you look familiar, are you someone who also studied in this university before?"

He just responded lightly, "Yeah."

"Then I used to come here to eat often, right?" The boss said with a smile, "Otherwise, I wouldn't think the face is familiar, but I can't remember it for a while. Maybe it's because I'm old and my memory has faded."

"The food here is delicious." Thinking of Song Yan's smile and satisfaction after eating, Tang Munian was surprisingly patient today, and said, "I used to come here quite often."

The boss couldn't help asking curiously, "Are you with a girlfriend?"

"..."

After pondering for a while, he closed his eyes and pursed his lips slightly, but Tang Munian didn't answer him.

Seeing his appearance, the boss thought that he had mentioned some sad past, so he couldn't continue to ask any more immediately, smiled and said a few words, then turned around and went inside to get busy.

His eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of Tang Munian's mouth curled up slightly. Without thinking too much, he picked up the spoon and scooped up the chaos into his mouth.

At this moment, the mobile phone of the person behind the table rang suddenly, and the ringtone was British style music that is popular nowadays.

The woman stretched out her clean and fair fingers, took the pink mobile phone next to her and swiped to answer it, "Xiao Nan? Well, I'm already home... No, I'm at the restaurant outside our university where I often eat How about eating wontons..."

Familiar feeling Familiar breath, the woman in the memory suddenly flashed in my mind, Zeng seemed to be chatting briskly with her best friend while eating, and the words were full of indescribable satisfaction.

Unable to help himself, Tang Munian turned his head and looked at the woman at the table behind him with deep and complicated eyes.

Coincidentally, the woman seemed to be watching his back all the time, and when he turned his head, the two eyes met without warning.

Her eyes are pure and clear, like spring water that has not been rendered clean by the world. His eyes are complicated, and his eyes seem to be filled with some fascinating deep secrets.

She was startled suddenly, her heart beat faster inexplicably, her fair and pretty face blushed a little involuntarily, she quickly lowered her head to cover the phone, and said nervously, "I won't chat with you anymore, take care of me Stay in England, don't be in a hurry to come back like I am, I will go to your house to say hello to your uncles and aunts and report your recent situation... well that's it, I won't talk to you for now, bye."

The phone was hung up in a hurry, and when she put down the phone and looked up again, the man with the charming temperament from the back was no longer on the opposite side.

Staring blankly at the steaming ravioli in front of her, secretly feeling a sense of loss in her heart...

**
Back in the car and slamming the door, Tang Munian took out his phone and dialed a familiar number, "The divorce agreement has been prepared by the lawyer, tomorrow..."

(End of this chapter)