Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 101 I Can't Cultivate My Body, My Son?
I don't know how long this state will last, so what if I tell her?
With her state of mind, I'm afraid she wished that he would not go over.

Fu Hanchuan sneered, took a puff of his cigarette and stood up. In the twinkling lights of the fire, he squinted his narrow eyes and looked at the car downstairs, flashing a trace of coldness.

The cigarette butt was extinguished in the ashtray, the man moved with long legs, and his generous back disappeared behind the door...

...the dividing line of memory that came back the next evening...

After applying the face cream, Su Xiang looked in the mirror left and right, and felt that his complexion was not very good, so he applied some blush and tied his hair into a bun, making him look more energetic.

Go to the exam room today to check out the seat number, so as not to find a place on the day of the exam.

Su Xiang hasn't been to the examination room for several years, and he feels a little nervous.I personally think that if you look better, your luck will be better.

After she finished messing around, she walked out of the bathroom in satisfaction.

Eating breakfast alone is more casual. Su Xiang cooked the leftover rice from yesterday, then ate it with a piece of fermented bean curd, and then went out with his bag.

The test site this time was in a middle school in another district. It took four and 10 minutes to find the place by car, but it took only 5 minutes to confirm the classroom for the test.

Probably because he was afraid that people would go in and cheat, the door of the classroom was locked, and a piece of white paper was pasted on the wall next to it, on which was written the admission ticket number from a few to a few numbers. Su Xiang checked it and came out after confirming.

bookstore.

Su Xiang ordered a cup of hot milk coffee at the counter, found a seat by the window and sat down, took off his heavy woolen coat and scarf and leaned it on the back of the chair, took out the notes and books in the bag and began to review.

She was wearing an off-white loose sweater, with slightly long sleeves covering half of her hands. She was holding warm milk coffee in both hands. She lowered her head and took a sip. She stared at the book, read a paragraph, and looked up at the ceiling to read a paragraph silently. Read the book again, smile, and move on to the next paragraph.

The bright sunlight poured down, making her face white and translucent, and her pink lips curled up, like a repetitive dynamic cartoon.

Outside the window, a car was parked at the intersection of the street. A man was sitting in the car, tapping the steering wheel with his fingers, scratching his chin and scratching the back of his head from time to time.

Mo Feitong was just driving casually along the street, and accidentally saw Su Xiang sitting in a bookstore reading a book.

He stopped the car, and subconsciously wanted to get out of the car to say hello, but just as the car door was opened a crack, he retracted his hand with a whoosh.

It's not that he's weak and doesn't get the cold wind, he doesn't know why, it seems like he can't see anyone.

Speaking of which, he still owes Su Xiang his life, and he hasn't paid her back, so why can't he go up and say hello?

Mo Feitong tried twice, but as if the doorknob had thorns on it, every time he touched the car door, he withdrew his hand.

What do you say when you go in?

Mo Feitong pretended to be a crazy rabbit in his heart, trying to pretend he couldn't see and continue to drive him around, but when he saw that fair face, pink lips, the car tires seemed to be stuck to the road.

He was sitting in the car, looking across the road at the woman sitting by the window of the bookstore.

When she raised her head, her neck raised a white and smooth arc, and when she lowered her head, a small white arch bridge formed on the back of her neck, and the hair on the back of her head fell down on her neck and was fluffy.

Her eyebrows are bright and her eyes are bright, and her small nose is upturned. She obviously doesn't look like a big beauty, but she looks like a painting when she looks at it.

She took a sip of her drink and looked up at the ceiling. The drink flowed down her throat, and her bright red lips curled up again.

Could it be that Tong swallowed his saliva, is that milk tea so delicious?
Is that book that good-looking?
Seeing that she finally looked away from the book, he thought she was going to look out the window, so he immediately backed away, only to find that she was just looking sideways at her mobile phone.

Mo Feitong came back to his senses with some embarrassment, what was he doing?
Is this still the domineering Mo Sanshao?

"Hmm!" Mo Feitong cleared his throat on his own, and finally opened the car door and got out.

The service desk is right at the door. Mo Feitong walked in and glanced at the woman who was sitting quietly over there. When he moved there, he changed the direction abruptly, walked to the service desk and glanced at the category list on it. .

Mo Feitong had never been in a bookstore in his life, whether it was a bar or a club, he was dumbfounded when he saw the name on it.

Lao She's tea, Anna's coffee, what are these things?

"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

The waiter asked in a low voice, Could Feitong get a headache from watching it, and said directly: "Coffee."

"What coffee would you like?"

Mo Feitong said gruffly: "Black coffee without sugar!"

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The waiter turned away and started brewing at the bar behind.Mo Feitong turned his body sideways, put his arm on the counter and tapped his fingers.

It doesn't seem very good to just walk there... Well, the little mute has been reading for a long time, so he must be hungry.

"That..." Mo Feitong pointed to the line of "category single snacks". Anyway, he couldn't see what it meant, so he ordered one casually, "I want that suet ball."

The waiter turned his head and smiled sweetly at the guest: "Okay, please wait a moment."

After a while, the coffee and cake were placed on a tray. Mo Feitong glanced at the ball of suet, which turned out to be a piece of cheesecake.

He easily picked up the tray with one hand, and was about to walk to the window when he shook his finger.

Qi Lingyang was also in this bookstore. He was changing books on the bookshelf. He passed the bookshelf and inadvertently saw the woman sitting by the window. The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he walked over with the book.

Su Xiang just finished reading a passage silently, and noticed someone standing beside him, and when he looked up, he saw Qi Lingyang standing there, shaking the book in his hand, and smiling slightly.

Su Xiang's eyes curled up, Qi Lingyang lifted the seat and sat down opposite her.

Su Xiang's book was colorfully drawn and very eye-catching, Qi Lingyang glanced at it and said, "Is the exam coming soon?"

Su Xiang nodded.

——I went to the test center today, and the test will start tomorrow.

Qi Lingyang said: "Well, seeing that you are so serious, you will definitely pass the test."

Su Xiang laughed, showing her white teeth.

—I hope I can pass.

Her arms paused, she thought of something, and gestured again.

——I heard from you last time that you are going to a new company, is it going well?
Qi Lingyang shrugged his shoulders: "For now, it's okay, but I don't know about it in the future."

——Why are you also in the bookstore?
Qi Lingyang pointed his finger at his brain, his lips were slightly bent down, looking a bit distressed, he said: "If you overuse your brain, come out and relax."

On the other side, after seeing clearly that it was Qi Lingyang, Mo Feitong shook his fingers, took the coffee, walked to the booth on the other side, sat down, squinted his eyes and stared there.

At this moment, he was a little annoyed that he couldn't understand sign language and didn't know what Su Xiang was talking about.

The little mute doesn't learn to be good, and he hasn't completely stepped out of the Fu family's gate yet, and got involved with Qi Lingyang again?

At this time, Mo Feitong had an impulse, he wanted to buy this bookstore, and then hang a notice with Qi Lingyang's photo on the door, writing: This person is not allowed to enter!

Seeing the two talking and laughing, Mo Feitong took a big sip of coffee, but the coffee just came out was very hot, and after drinking this sip, it was so hot that he sprayed it out, and quickly covered his mouth with a tissue.

But in a quiet place like a bookstore, a small movement can attract the attention of others, not to mention that it is only separated by an aisle.

Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang turned their heads and looked over, Su Xiang was slightly surprised.

Could it be that this person is so ruffian that he doesn't seem to be able to get along with a bookstore?

After being discovered, Mo Feitong coughed lightly, threw away the tissue, casually picked up a book on the bookshelf, picked up the tray with one hand and walked over generously.

With a "boom", he put some force when he put the tray down, some of the coffee on it spilled out, and the water shook violently.

Could it be that they lived together condescendingly looking at the two with a somewhat haughty expression.

He remembered that the last time he saw the two of them together was in the subway station, and Su Xiang didn't know him at that time.

Mo Fei said, "Qi Er Shao, do you mind if I sit down too?"

Qi Lingyang twitched his lips into a smile: "Of course."

Mo Feitong sat down next to Qi Lingyang, Qi Lingyang glanced at the cheesecake, then at Mo Feitong, and said with a smile, "I heard that the third young master had an adventure a few days ago, why is it that he's a different person now?"

Su Xiang also looked at the cake, looking at Mo Feitong curiously.

Mo Feitong felt that his ears were a little hot, and after glancing at Su Xiang, he coughed lightly and said, "I, can't I cultivate my body?"

Qi Lingyang pulled his lower lip lightly, his eyes fell on the cover of the book, his expression became a little complicated: "Third Young Master, if you want to cultivate yourself, I suggest you read other books."

Su Xiang also glanced at the book, put his finger on his nose and silently looked away.

What kind of look is this, what's wrong?
Could it be that Tong didn't pay attention when he was holding the book, and when he saw it, he almost lost his temper.

The three big characters of "Jin Ping Mei" are impressively written on the cover. Although this book is not a banned book, everyone knows that this book is the originator of that book.

And this book has probably been read by many people, and the pages are all loose.

Which bastard put the book there!
Mo Feitong cursed furiously in his heart, but he still had confidence on his face.

"Isn't it just a book, I can read whatever I like."

He also glanced at Qi Lingyang's book by the way.

"Three Body".

What the hell, why don't you look at the naked body.

Qi Lingyang smiled, and opened his own book: "You can do whatever you want."

Then he calmed down and read the book.

Mo Feitong glanced at the man, and also turned the pages of the book, but his mind was not on reading at all, he glanced at Qi Lingyang, then at Su Xiang, feeling uncomfortable like a centipede crawling into his heart.

He glanced at Su Xiang from the corner of his eye, hehe, there were chatter and laughs just now, but he fell silent when he came, what are you pretending for?

Of course Su Xiang also remembered what it was like when he first met Mo Feitong.

After seeing him that day, she was suspended from school the next day.

Su Xiang raised his arms and surrounded his books, as if Mo Feitong was going to grab her books.

Could Feitong watch her movements, and the anger in his heart became even bigger, what does she mean?
But seeing Su Xiang's cautious look, he also remembered what he did at that time, the anger disappeared instantly, and he scratched the back of his neck.

He pushed the cake towards Su Xiang, and said uncomfortably: "I don't know if it's delicious, you should eat it."

Su Xiang raised his head and glanced at him. What he said sounds inexplicable.

Could it be that she looked at him vigilantly, he poked his neck and said, "We are friendship through life, are you still afraid that I will poison you?"

Su Xiang slightly opened her lower lip. To be honest, she really didn't know what he was thinking.

There happened to be a pen and paper at hand, so Su Xiang started to write, and then pushed the paper over.

Mo Feitong glanced at the piece of paper, feeling his blood pressure rising.

What was written on the piece of paper was: I let Miss Lu be arrested, don't you hate me?
In Su Xiang's impression, Mo Feitong was with Lu Weiqi. In order to prove her innocence, she followed him up the mountain and found the key witness. Now that Lu Weiqi is facing prison, doesn't he hate her?
In fact, after that, Lu Weiqi's mother came to her ward to ask her to reconcile in private, and wanted her to withdraw the lawsuit, but she refused.

Because of Lu Weiqi, she was forced to sign a divorce agreement. She couldn't see Fu Ying, and she was bullied by the Internet for so long. She didn't want to withdraw the lawsuit.

She is not the type of person who repays evil with virtue.

Mo Feitong took a deep breath, and was about to say something, turned his head and glanced at Qi Lingyang, closed his mouth, turned the piece of paper over, picked up Su Xiang's pen and began to write on it.

He picked up the piece of paper and faced Su Xiang: Lu Weiqi has nothing to do with me anymore.

Mo Feitong is used to using the computer, so his handwriting is not very good, and now he is angry again, a row of words is crooked, Su Xiang read it carefully for a while before he understood.

Seeing Su Xiang's understanding eyes, Mo Feitong took back the paper.

He glanced at her, stood up, and said in a rough voice: "Go back early, don't be too late."

Saying that he left.

His books and coffee were left on the table.

Su Xiang took a look, his eyes fell on that piece of cake, he picked up the small spoon on it and dug a piece into his mouth.

Moist and soft taste, with the fragrance of honey, the taste is quite good.

Qi Lingyang picked up Mo Feitong's book with only one page turned, turned his head and looked out the window, twitched the corner of his lower lip, and put the book back.

He said: "It's almost noon, I invite you to dinner, I wish you pass the exam in advance."

Su Xiang nodded, then shook his head again, frowning slightly.

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Qi Lingyang asked, "What's the matter?"

Su Xiang laughed and made signs in sign language.

——I'm not too hungry, let's talk about the celebration after I finish the exam.

Qi Lingyang thought that Su Xiang was nervous before the exam, so he stretched out his hand to pack up the books in front of her, and said, "It's just going out for a meal, it won't waste much time. And you've been preparing for so long, relax first, don't be too tight Stretched."

Su Xiang still shook his head and began to sign in sign language.

——No, I'll go back to eat and celebrate later.

Qi Lingyang saw that she insisted, so he didn't say anything else.

"Okay, I'll treat you to a good meal after you pass the qualification certificate."

The two said their goodbyes, and Su Xiang picked up his mobile phone and checked it.

Before, she was so absorbed in reading that she forgot to cook.

During this period of time, Fu Hanchuan often came to Chawan for dinner, and sometimes sent her a message to tell her what to eat.

But this morning, there was no phone call, not even a text message.

Su Xiang squeezed the phone, put the phone in his bag and walked out of the bookstore.

After driving for half an hour, Su Xiang returned to the apartment. It was quiet inside. The bowl she left on the dining table in the morning was still there, and there was no sign of anyone coming.

Su Xiang looked a little disappointed, and cooked a bowl of noodles casually to deal with lunch.

In a western restaurant in the shopping mall, the waiter led the way. Mrs. Zhuo Ya and Chang Yan walked in together. Both of them only carried a shopping bag in their hands, and it seemed that the harvest was not very rich.

The waiter opened the seat, Mrs. Zhuo Ya sat down, and then Chang Yan also sat down on the opened seat.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya smiled and said, "It looks like Miss Chang doesn't go shopping often?"

Chang Yan's cheeks were slightly red, her breathing was not very smooth, she smiled and said: "My brothers and sisters-in-law often buy things for me."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya nodded her head: "Then Miss Chang's family really loves you very much." She changed the subject, and there was some teasing in her eyes, "But girls, don't they all like to go shopping with their boyfriends? ?"

Chang Yan's cheeks turned even redder, she lowered her head and said, "I prefer reading, and I have never had a boyfriend..."

The second half of the sentence sounded like a mosquito, but Mrs. Zhuo Ya was even more satisfied.

She has a good family background and a cute personality, and she has a blank sheet of paper in terms of emotions. Although such a girl is too simple, it is good to be simple and simple, IKEA IKEA, without any distracting thoughts.

At this time, the waiter brought up the two steaks. Mrs. Zhuo Ya cut the steak, glanced at Chang Yan, and said, "Miss Chang doesn't often go shopping, so why would you ask me out?"

Chang Yan's hand shook slightly.

My sister-in-law said that Mrs. Zhuo Ya has a strong character.

She made up her mind and said with a smile: "The last time Madam invited me to your house for dinner, I never had a chance to thank Madam. I just heard that the newly opened western restaurant here is good, so I invited Madam to come for a change."

Since they went out to eat together, and the western restaurant happened to be in the shopping mall, it was a matter of course for them to go shopping and drink tea.

Fu Hanchuan has no feelings for her now, if she wants to see him often, she has to find a way by herself.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya heard Chang Yan's answer, her eyes flickered slightly, she put a small piece of beef into her mouth, chewed and said: "This steak tastes really good, I will invite Han Chuan to taste it in the future."

Chang Yan pursed her lips and smiled, lowering her head to cut her share.

At this time, Mrs. Zhuo Ya said again: "I don't know what Miss Chang thinks of Han Chuan?"

When she was in school, Chang Yan was often confessed by boys, but she was still not used to being asked so bluntly by an elder. She blushed and clenched the knife and fork in her hand.

But she knew that this question was important to her.

"me……"

"How are you?"

In fact, Chang Yan's initiative had already revealed her intentions. Mrs. Zhuo Ya's question was not superfluous, but a final assessment.

Assess her determination to take the position of Mrs. Fu.

Chang Yan looked like a charming young lady with a thin skin, but she knew her son best.Fu Hanchuan has a cold personality and has that thick-skinned dumb guy. If Miss Chang can't help but be beaten, no matter how much she helps, it will be useless.

Just when Chang Yan was ruthless and opened her mouth to say that she liked Fu Hanchuan, a deep male voice suddenly came out from her side.

"Madame Zhuoya, what a coincidence."

Mo Feitong came out of the bookstore, found a place to eat casually, and when he came in with the waiter, he saw Mrs. Zhuo Ya sitting there, and a girl he had never seen before.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya smiled slightly at Mo Feitong and said, "Oh, right and wrong, how is your injury?"

Lu Weiqi's matter was such a big deal, of course Mrs. Zhuo Ya also knew about Mo Feitong's injury, so she asked politely.

"Ma'am, look at me like this..." Mo Feitong casually grabbed his trouser pocket with one hand, and looked down at himself, "Of course I'm already well, alive and kicking."

He turned his head and said to the waiter who was waiting on the side: "There is no need to arrange another table, I know someone here, let me add an extra seat."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Mrs. Zhuo Ya again: "It's boring for me to eat alone, Madam won't you mind?"

He glanced at Chang Yan again: "This beautiful lady, I don't think you will mind, huh?"

Chang Yan pulled her lips and shook her head lightly.

Mo Feitong waved his fingers and said to the waiter, "Go."

The waiter moved a seat from the table next to him, and Mo Feitong sat down and looked at the same steak that the two of them ate: "Wow, you both ate the same steak, it must be from here The signboard is here, and I want the same one, half-rare."

After ordering food to the waiter, Mo Feitong smiled at Chang Yan: "This beautiful lady, don't you know your name yet?"

The Mo family also has a certain status in the South City, and with Mo Feitong's character as a libertine, he basically knows all the ladies and gentlemen in the North City.And those who can eat with Mrs. Zhuo Ya must not be casual girls, and they must have a background.

It was strange that he had never seen this distinguished young lady in front of him.

Chang Yan said: "I am Chang Yan."

Mo Feitong sized him up, stretched out his hand across half of the table corner: "Oh, so it's Miss Chang, I'm Mo Feitong, nice to meet you."

I heard from Fu Hanchuan that the Chang family in Beicheng also intends to compete for that flourishing Tang technology.

Chang Yan didn't like this man who suddenly appeared and interrupted them, but in terms of etiquette, she still extended her hand.Mo Feitong held her finger and squeezed it frivolously. Chang Yan quickly withdrew her hand as if she was being burned.

The corners of Mo Feitong's lips hooked slightly, and a streak of disdain quickly flashed across his eyes.

At this level, do you still want to be Mrs. Fu?
His eyes turned slightly, and he looked at Mrs. Zhuo Ya from the corner of his eye.

The two sat at the same table, and it seemed that there was another one on Mrs. Fu's list.

Because of Mo Feitong's spoiler, Chang Yan's meal was overwhelmed, and it ended hastily.

Mo Feitong paid the bill as a man, and when he finally walked out of the restaurant, he looked at the colorful shopping mall hall in front of him.

Putting his hands in his trouser pockets, he touched a small piece of paper and twirled the square piece of paper with his fingers.

Little mute, Mrs. Fu's position is precarious...

(End of this chapter)