Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 112 Lost the little dumb, he drank the bitter water by himself

In front is a wetland with lush greenery and blooming flowers. The Long Beach River reflects the sun, and the fish scales stretch from the shore to the front layer by layer, shining a little bit of golden light.

Amidst the fluttering of cherry blossoms, the slender figure stood upright, the corner of her clothes was lifted by the breeze, and her hair fluttered gently, revealing one side of her fair cheek, with light eyebrows and eyes.

Mo Feitong was leaning on the front of the car, just looking at this figure from the back, and he didn't feel bored.

If only I could smile...

The camera of the mobile phone captured that scene. He glanced at the figure in the mobile phone, and unconsciously twitched the corners of his lips.

But when he raised his eyes to look at that figure again, his brows were frowned, and he felt worried: I have been standing for more than half an hour, she must be thinking about jumping off, right?
He raised his hand to cover his forehead and looked at the sun above his head, then at the person in front of him, and walked down the slope.

"Little dumb, do you want to jump down? Let me tell you, I can't swim. If you jump down, you will regret it and die."

The only response to him was a gust of cool wind.

Calling her a little mute didn't respond, could it be that seeing her staring blankly at the sparkling river with a dignified expression made her even more worried.

Of course he was lying when he said he couldn't swim just now, but seeing that she didn't respond at all, not even an echo, Mo Feitong scratched her hair, not knowing how to persuade her.

What the Fu family did was too much, if they didn't help her in and didn't see that Chang Yan, it would be fine.

But I can see it all, and I can't go back...

"Little dumb, Young Master Fu didn't let you in, probably because he didn't want you to see those people, and didn't want you to be sad. He wouldn't really treat you like that, so don't take it seriously."

Could it be that Tong thought about it, and based on his understanding of Fu Hanchuan, it was impossible for him to stop her from seeing Fu Ying, but people from the Chang family appeared in Fu's house, and Mrs. Zhuo Ya's intentions were so obvious...

But the question is, why didn't Fu Hanchuan say anything at that time, at least the little mute wouldn't be so sad.

Could it be that he scratched his head again worryingly, at this moment Su Xiang turned his head to look at him, his eyes were dead silent.

She lowered her head, pressed a few words on the phone, and said in a voice: "He won't let me in, and if he doesn't see those people in the Chang family, doesn't that mean they don't exist?"

Mo Feitong opened his mouth, wanting to say at least what is out of sight, but swallowed the words again.

I can't see it, but the facts are there.

"Then... Su Xiang, what do you think?"

Su Xiang twitched the corners of his lips, showing some helplessness and resentment in his smile.

What else could she think?
No matter what she did, the initiative was not in her hands. She wanted a divorce, but he refused. She wanted to leave far away, but Fu Ying was in his hands.

If she wants to fly, where else can she fly?

He was holding onto her weakness, he was determined, no matter what happened to her, she would never let Fu Ying go.

He just wanted to torture her to the end, who made her sleep in his bed?

Mo Feitong looked at her sad smile, and his heart became a ball.

Looking at her thin and frail appearance, carrying so much pressure and enduring so much pain, how on earth did she resist?

Why did he laugh at her at the beginning, thinking that she was scheming?
Mo Feitong raised his hand and wanted to touch her head to comfort her, but just moved it and felt it was inappropriate. He twirled his fingers in mid-air, touched her ear and said, "Don't think about it, we..."

He watched a few white birds on the grass catching insects and eating them. His eyes lit up and he said, "Well, you haven't had lunch yet. Let's go eat. Yes, it's cold and hungry here. Go eat. When you're full, you'll feel good." It will be fine."

This time, without waiting for Su Xiang's reaction, he took her by the arm and walked directly to the car, with a drop of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he was really afraid that she would jump off.

To be honest, saving her is repaying her life-saving grace, but it is still very cold to go down the river in this weather.

Mo Feitong pulled Su Xiang to his car, the doors were opened, and he saw her small Cooper from the corner of his eye, forget it, just come and drive away when you are full.

Judging by her mood, it would be troublesome in case of a car crash.

There is a business park in the wetland, and there are many restaurants. Mo Feitong drove around a few times, thinking about what to eat, when suddenly a woman's voice sounded in the car.

"Don't turn around, let's go to this one."

Mo Feitong wasn't quite used to Su Xiang's voice speaking, so he was startled by his sudden voice.

Among other things, Qi Lingyang has taken this into his heart, so it's no wonder that the little mute got close to that kid.

Mo Feitong looked at the signboard of the restaurant, it was a grilled fish restaurant.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Mo Feitong turned the steering wheel and stopped the car on the parking lot in front of the restaurant. As soon as he stabilized Su Xiang, he got out of the car and walked inside.

Mo Feitong followed her, frowned when he saw the rows of peppers hanging by the door, heaved a sigh of relief, anyway, he just wanted to accompany her to the end.

Su Xiang ordered a large plate of grilled fish and a large plate of crayfish.

There was a bright red layer of chilli oil on the grilled fish. She only frowned when she first took it, and then started to eat it sullenly.

Mo Feitong picked up a piece of fish meat, glanced at Su Xiang, saw that she was only immersed in eating hard, so he rinsed the fish meat in a bowl of boiled water before putting it in his mouth, and frowned as it was still spicy.

He can drink, white or red, but the spiciness of wine is different from that of chili, so he can't eat it.

A bowl of white rice served with a few slices of fish. Mo Feitong put down his chopsticks after finishing his meal, and never moved another mouthful.

He looked at the woman sitting across from him, twisting the head of the prawn and peeling the shell with his fingers. With such vigor, she probably regarded the lobster as Fu Hanchuan, right?
Hearing her sniffling, Mo Feitong asked cautiously, "Little mute, aren't you hot?"

As soon as Su Xiang raised his head, Mo Feitong wanted to take back what he just said.

The eyes of the woman in front of her were red, and there were tears in the big eye circles, and her hot red cheeks were already soaked with tears.

How can it not be spicy, she just needs chili to vent.

Mo Feitong silently took out some tissues and handed them to her. Su Xiang took off his gloves, took the tissues to wipe off his tears and nose, changed into a pair of gloves and continued.

At this moment, Su Xiang glanced at Mo Feitong's table, there were only a few scattered shrimp shells on it, and realized that the man in front of him didn't seem to eat much, so she held a lobster and handed it to him, indicating that he would also like to eat it. eat.

Mo Feitong looked at the drop of chili oil dripping from the claws of the shrimp, and shook his head: "Forget it, you can eat."

Su Xiang wasn't polite to him either, he shrank back, pinched the head of the shrimp with his other hand and twisted it...

Mo Feitong let out another breath helplessly, unscrewed the untouched fire-reducing tea next to her and said, "Drink some of this, or you will get angry."

This meal was not happy at all, Could it be that Tong glanced at the woman walking silently in front, if he hadn't stopped her, she would have ordered two more bowls to eat.

Although eating is also a form of venting, this kind of venting is not much better than drinking for men.

Anyway, it's torture...

Mo Feitong took out the car keys in his pocket, only to see Su Xiang turn around and go to a smoothie shop.

Mo Feitong touched his forehead and had no choice but to accompany him to the end again.

……

It wasn't until evening that Mo Feitong felt relieved to go back after watching the little mute vent enough and seeing her enter the community building with his own eyes.

In 1988, whether it was early or late, there were not many customers in the venue, Mo Feitong just entered and saw Pei Xian sitting at the bar, he walked over.

Mo Feitong took a pint of beer and said to Pei Xian, "The birthday party is over?"

Pei Xian rested one leg on the footrest of the bar stool, and stretched out the other long leg leisurely. She tilted her head to look at him but said nothing.

Mo Feitong was furiously stared at by him, frowned, took a sip of wine and said, "Why are you looking at me like that, I'm not Qiao Ying."

He put down his beer and brushed the goosebumps off his arms.

Pei Xian snorted lightly, looked away lazily, and said pointedly: "Those two people are messing up enough now, be careful not to make trouble."

Mo Feitong thought that what Pei Xian was talking about was that he brought Su Xiang into the Fu family's old house, and said, "I didn't say that, I don't know what's going on there, and I didn't do it on purpose."

He was eating spicy food and ice cream with the little mute all afternoon, and things got messed up, what else could he do?
Pei Xian glanced at him: "I didn't just say that."

Could it be that Tong was taken aback, and paused when he reached the beer glass on his lips, his eyes moved slightly, and he was a little aware of what Pei Xian wanted to say.

I just heard Pei Xian say: "What's going on with Young Master Fu, we don't know if he doesn't tell us, but Chang Yan lives in Fu's house, it's all caused by Mrs. Zhuo Ya and the Chang family, and has nothing to do with Young Master Fu, don't you Meddling blindly."

Could Feitong get angry when he heard it, and put the beer glass on the bar with a "boom", and suddenly a stream of foam rose from the beer glass, overflowing from the wall of the glass.

Mo Feitong said anxiously: "You think I'm happy to meddle in this business?"

Pei Xian stared into his eyes thoroughly and said, "Then what do you mean by chasing him out?"

"I brought the little mute in. What if something happens to her after being so excited? Do I have to bear the responsibility?"

Mo Feitong said in a hurry, the veins on his neck popped out, but when he mentioned this, he talked about Su Xiang standing by the river for a long time, and said that he cried after eating spicy food.

"No matter what difficulties Fu Shao has, if he treats the little dumb like this, it's going too far."

In Mo Feitong's mind, the image of Su Xiang standing by the river with a sad face, and her image of tears streaming down her face, made her feel depressed.

Seeing his sad look, Pei Xian put his arm on his shoulder and patted him and said, "Young Master Fu made a fuss, if he loses the little mute, he can drink the bitter water himself."

He moved the beer to Mo Feitong, picked up his own glass, touched him and said, "We are brothers, at best we just stay with him."

Both of them drank it in one gulp, Pei Xian smashed his mouth and looked at Mo Fei the same way, both of them looked at a row of neat and transparent wine glasses on the shelf in front of them: "Brother, there are some things you can't think about, so stop here, stop..."

In Mo Feitong's pocket, his fingers touched the fast button on the edge of the phone, and he opened and closed it, lowered his eyelids slightly, and smiled with the corner of his lower lip, seemingly helpless, speechless...

……

Two days later, the acquisition case between Fu's and Sheng Tang was formally signed in a venue arranged by a hotel. After the signing was completed, the two signatories shook hands and wished smooth cooperation in the future.

The flashing lights around kept recording this moment, and Qi Lingyang and Fu Hanchuan had smiles on their faces, but there was no warmth in their eyes, and even the two hands that were clasped seemed to be competing.

One of the conditions for Fu's acquisition of Shengtang is that Qi Lingyang will officially join Fu's as the operation director.

From the perspective of the outside world, Qi Lingyang's appearance caused another uproar.

Mr. Feng of the prosperous Tang Dynasty is actually the second young master of the Qi family. He actually founded such an astonishingly powerful technology company without making a fuss!

Since Qi Lingyang had already shown his face when he was doing charity activities before, coupled with his big surprise this time, when the press conference ended and it was time for reporters to interview, those reporters all surrounded him and surrounded Qi Lingyang in the middle.

"Excuse me, Mr. Qi, why did you sell the company to the Fu family and not consider your Qi family?"

"Mr. Qi, if you do this, won't Mr. Qi be dissatisfied?"

"Mr. Qi, may I ask why you started the company in the name of Fengjiang?"

"..."

A series of questions rang out at the same time, Qi Lingyang kept smiling and answered fluently.

"When I started the company with a playful mentality, if it closed down, I would lose the face of Fengjiang, and I would not be beaten when I went home."

"As for the person who asked, why it wasn't merged into the Qi family, this is my personal problem, and I remain silent."

"..."

He only briefly answered a few questions, and then handed over the rest to his assistant, while he nodded to the media and left the venue.

On the other hand, Fu Hanchuan himself seldom accepts interviews, and usually leaves them to his assistants when he shows up, and this time is no exception.

He walked down from the stage and walked towards the exit with long legs. The bodyguards stopped the reporters behind him, and the staff of the public relations department walked over to entertain the reporters in good time.

The two walked to the door at the same time, Qi Lingyang pulled the corner of his lower lip slightly and said, "Mr. Fu probably doesn't want to hold a celebration banquet with me, does he?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him indifferently, and opened and closed his thin lips: "That's right."

After speaking, he went straight forward.

At the entrance of the hotel, his car was already waiting. He got into the car, looked at the entrance of the hotel indifferently, and told Qiao Shen, "Drive."

"Yes, Mr. Fu." Qiao Shen drove the car out as soon as he got the order, and he didn't waste a single word compared to before.

During this time, Mr. Fu's body was as cold as the twelfth lunar month, and as long as he got close to him, he could feel the low air pressure hovering over him.

This suffocating sense of oppression made Joe feel deeply stressed.

His older sister, Qiao Ying, said that the boss was caused by Gu's unresolved expectations, and that he could find a woman for him and the job would be over.

Qiao Shen could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

Qi Lingyang, who was standing on the steps, watched the car disappear from sight, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

A car drove up, he went to the steps, opened the door, sat up, and gave an address.

……

In the private room of a certain high-end restaurant, Fu Zhengnan sat at the head, watching the LCD TV hanging on the wall with concern.

This was a big news in Beicheng. When he saw the two signed and shook hands, he nodded, showing satisfaction.

There were two knocks at the door, the waiter pushed the door open, and Qi Lingyang walked in.

"Father."

Fu Zhengnan hummed: "Come on, sit down."

Qi Lingyang sat down across the table, and the waiter asked for instructions: "Mr. Fu, is the food ready?"

Fu Zhengnan nodded, but at this moment, Qi Lingyang said: "Please wait."

Fu Zhengnan frowned slightly and looked at him, Qi Lingyang said: "I have something to do later, so I won't have dinner with my father."

Fu Zhengnan frowned and glanced at him, then said indifferently to the waiter, "Serve."

The waiter got the order to back out, Fu Zhengnan picked up the teapot and poured tea into the teacup in front of Qi Lingyang, he looked peaceful but his tone was very low: "Why are you so busy, you don't have time to eat with me, huh?"

He raised his eyes and looked at Qi Lingyang with sharp eyes.

Qi Lingyang smiled lightly and said: "It's nothing, just... I hope my father can understand my mood at this time."

Officially entered Fu's mood.

Fu Zhengnan's eyes flickered slightly. At this time, when the news came for an interview, Fu Zhengnan looked at Qi Lingyang's answer to the reporter and said, "Your identity will be known sooner or later. You have to be prepared."

Qi Lingyang took a sip of tea, nodded and said, "I know."

After a few words, both of them fell into silence.

In fact, although Fu Zhengnan recognized this son back, the two of them were not close, and they were more silent when they were together.

It has been a relationship of strangers for decades, and it is difficult to get closer in just a few years.

The waiter brought the dishes and waited for the door to close again.

Fu Zhengnan glanced at Qi Lingyang with complicated eyes, picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks and put it in the bowl in front of him, and said, "I have never asked you, what is Qi Haipeng's attitude towards you now? But he is very dissatisfied?"

Qi Lingyang looked at the piece of beef in the bowl, the corners of his lips twitched slightly and said: "There is no change."

Qi Haipeng said it didn't matter, but in the end he violated him and met Fu Zhengnan under his nose, and he was definitely dissatisfied with him.

It's just that he is dispensable in the Qi family, no matter how bad it is, how bad it can be, not to mention that he has already moved out, so he doesn't need to look at their faces.

Fu Zhengnan's eyebrows twitched, and he let out a "huh".

One is the proud son of heaven, but the other son lives a life of being dependent on others... After all, he feels guilty about this son.

After a few seconds of silence, Fu Zhengnan rubbed his fingers and said slowly: "Otherwise, find an opportunity to disclose your identity to the public, so as to avoid covering up many things in the future."

Qi Lingyang smiled, lowered his eyebrows and took a sip of tea, "No need, let nature take its course."

He looked at Fu Zhengnan: "Isn't father still running for the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce? If it is made public, it will be affected by then, right?"

Fu Zhengnan frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you still want to use Su Xiang's advertisement before, to hinder me in the competition for president?"

At this moment, Qi Lingyang reached out to pick up Fu Zhengnan's soup bowl and scooped up the soup. Fu Zhengnan stared at him, but seeing his smiling and calm face, he couldn't guess what he was thinking at all.

At that time, Fu Zhengnan thought that Qi Lingyang wanted to use Su Xiang to embarrass the Fu family, so that Qi Haipeng would have a chance.

"Didn't you still hate me at that time and wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge on me?"

In Qi Lingyang's view, what he did back then was to abandon his wife. After decades of indifference, how could he not have a bit of resentment towards him? said.

"Or, do you want to give Qi Haipeng a big gift to repay him for raising you?"

Qi Lingyang put the good soup in front of Fu Zhengnan, he raised his eyes and stared at him quietly for a few seconds and said, "My advertising plan did intend to hinder you. But my goal has been achieved now, There's no need to stand in your way anymore."

"Also, I hope to have another peaceful day."

Fu Zhengnan looked at Qi Lingyang's frank face, and frowned: "Purpose?"

Then he realized that the purpose of Qi Lingyang's doing so much was to formally enter the Fu family.

Qi Lingyang said: "Father gave me start-up funds in order to motivate me, but in fact, at that time, he didn't really mean to let me come back, did he?"

He named him Fengjiang, gave him a piece of land, and asked him to proclaim himself king, did he really think he couldn't see it?
After saying this, Qi Lingyang picked up a towel on the side and wiped his hands: "Father, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

He nodded to Fu Zhengnan and got up to leave.

In the exquisitely decorated box, Fu Zhengnan was the only one left again.

He slowly twisted his fingers, and looked down at the bowl of soup in front of him.

He is Fu Zhengnan, who has a reputation and status, and he has always struggled with how to deal with Qi Lingyang.

He is his blood, the son born to him by the woman he loves the most, but the Fu family is stable now, and his return will definitely cause shock.

Furthermore, Qi Lingyang five years ago was really too unknown, so he didn't know how much strength Qi Lingyang could have.

Out of guilt, he gave him a sum of money to start the company, but he didn't expect that in the past five years, he had done a great job in the company, far beyond his expectations, and let him see that Qi Lingyang has a talent that is not inferior to Fu Fu's. Hanchuan's strength.

At that time, he got into trouble again, he hoped that this son could come back to help the family and not become Qi Haipeng's right-hand man, but neither Zhuo Ya nor Fu Hanchuan could accept him calmly.

At that time, Qi Lingyang put forward a condition for him. If he wanted to enter the Fu family, he had to be given the opportunity to compete fairly with Fu Hanchuan for the heir.

Fu Hanchuan was trained by Fu Zhengnan, and he was also the successor he had already appointed, but Qi Lingyang's request made him hesitate.

Just when he was hesitating, it came out that Su Xiang wanted to shoot an advertisement.

He did this to force him to make a decision as soon as possible!
Fu Zhengnan now figured it out, and a flash of light flashed in his shrewd eyes.

He laughed, as expected of Fu Zhengnan's son, even he dared to design.

If this is the case, he is really looking forward to who is more suitable for the heir.

Any family needs the most correct helmsman to take the helm, so that it can go on for a long time.

Fu Zhengnan was in a happy mood, and took a sip of the soup with the spoon in his hands.But when he raised his head and inadvertently saw the bowl opposite him, his brows frowned slightly again.

The piece of beef in the bowl did not move at all.

Qi Lingyang, he looks gentle and modest on the surface, but in fact he is also very stubborn...

(End of this chapter)