Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 119 The Enemy Is Inside

Mo Feitong choked and choked, "Why are you asking me? It's not about you two!"

"It's a good thing I'm here, otherwise the little mute would be swallowed alive by her bastard brother and sister-in-law!"

He deliberately exaggerated. He said that there was blood all over the place, how Su Xiang was forced by Su Run and his wife to pay back the money, etc. He just hoped that Fu Hanchuan would be nervous. Unexpectedly, Fu Hanchuan just said it lightly. said a word.

"Really?" Fu Hanchuan said lightly, and then said, "Come out for a drink."

He wasn't worried about what Mo Feitong said, because what he saw with his own eyes was that Su Run was seriously injured and was helped into the car by his wife.

Fu Hanchuan pulled the corner of his lower lip lightly, Su Xiang's temper, what can Su Run do to her?
"I'll fuck you..." Did Feitong feel like his breath was hanging in his throat, and he was still in the mood to drink at this time?

He waved his fist angrily: "You wait!"

He hung up the phone and walked back to the balcony. Su Xiang was still flipping through the book with a calm expression.

Mo Feitong coughed lightly and said, "Little mute, this book was left by Fu Shao at my place. I came here just to show you this book."

"Well...Actually, he doesn't dislike you that much. He, he may have reasons for doing so."

The book was dropped by Fu Hanchuan when he went to his manor a long time ago, and he stayed there at that time, and he didn't come back to pick it up, so he kept it there.

Luckily he didn't throw it away.

Mo Feitong looked at the calm Su Xiang, he was not very good at comforting others and his temper was irritable, so he didn't know what to say at this time.

Seeing that she seems to have prepared red wine early in the morning, it was probably stimulated by Fu Hanchuan, so she poured it here for herself.

Su Xiang didn't respond, Mo Feitong scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said: "Then...it's over, you should rest earlier, don't think too much."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. The sound of footsteps sounded in the quiet air. After walking a few steps, he seemed to remember something and walked back.

He took the remaining half bottle of red wine on the table in his hand, Su Xiang looked up at him quietly while holding the book, in the dim light, the ruddy lips looked like a crabapple at night, and the pink cheeks , bright eyes...

Mo Feitong flashed the image of that time again in his mind, quickly closed his eyes, and put that image out of his mind.

He shook the wine bottle and said, "This, take it as a thank you gift for me."

"Also, if they come to trouble you again, just call me."

"Also... I just said I was your elder brother, not just for fun. From now on, you will treat me as your elder brother, and come to me if you need anything, little mute."

After Mo Feitong finished speaking, he felt relieved to leave.

Su Xiang glanced at the empty table, only the empty wine glass was left on it.

She knew that Mo Feitong took the wine away, but she didn't want her to get drunk alone.

Su Xiang's eyes fell back to the book in his hand.

She started learning this book when she was very young. Other children were learning sign language, but she was learning sign language.

In the entire Su family, she and her mother were the only ones learning. It was the mother who learned it first, and then taught her hand in hand.

Because she needs to communicate with people, she must learn dumb language.

I don’t know at that time, knowing that the daughter she gave birth to is dumb, what kind of mood she was in, what kind of mood she was learning this book, and what kind of mood she was in teaching her.

Su Xiang remembered how he felt when he taught Fu Ying sign language, feeling helpless and sad.

While other mothers taught their babies to talk, she taught him sign language.

Su Xiang took a deep breath, and made a gesture on the book with one hand.

This action means "never give up".

I don't know how many times this book has been flipped through, it looks very old, and there are folded corners inside.

Fu Hanchuan...

Every time she tried to quarrel with him, he would interrupt her and say he couldn't understand what she was saying, but he could, couldn't he?

But at this time, the points are all divided, what's the use of knowing these?

He finally left her as a burden...

Su Xiang closed the book and put it on the corner of the table, got up and stood up.

After Fu Hanchuan finished calling Mo Feitong, he drove away from the community.

Qiao Shen's phone call came in: "Mr. Fu, how is the situation? Do you want to find a lawyer to negotiate?"

Qiao Shen originally called the boss to ask him if he wanted to help him solve the problem. After all, he had just handed over the divorce certificate. He was sympathetic to the embarrassment of the boss going to the meeting, so he just asked for instructions, but the boss just said that he didn't need it. Just hung up the phone.

As the first assistant, Qiao Shen guessed that the boss must have been unable to restrain himself and acted in person.

He thought that the boss would definitely be able to solve it smoothly, and calling again was just to find a reason to inquire.

Qiao Shen stretched his ears to listen to the movement on the phone.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the road conditions in front of him with fading eyes, and said indifferently: "No need."

Listening to the beeping sound on the other end of the phone, Qiao Shen looked at the phone. Hearing the tone of the boss, he seemed to be in a bad mood...

In 1988, this time was the busiest time inside.

Fu Hanchuan went directly to the top floor through the dedicated passage, took a bottle of white wine from the shelf, opened it and drank it first.

Holding the square wine glass, he looked up and saw a claw machine in the corner.

The one that was placed here before is now being left in his house to collect ashes, presumably Mo Feitong moved another one up.

Fu Hanchuan put the wine glass on the shelf next to it, and there was also a jar of coins.

He reached out and grabbed a handful and stuffed it in, and there was a jingle.

Pressing the finger on the button, the other hand shakes the joystick, watching the paw fall towards a little yellow chicken.

The paw seemed to have caught it, so he pressed the OK button, watching the paw pick up the little yellow chicken and slowly lift it up, and then it fell down in mid-air.

"SHIT!" Fu Hanchuan patted the machine, concentrated and started to fuck again.

Could it be that Fu Hanchuan came out of Chawan, the bastard Fu Hanchuan was still indifferent when he heard that the little mute was in danger, did he really care about nothing for the succession?
Can only see that position?
And those two bastard brothers and sisters-in-law, why didn't he clean them up early, let the little mute be sucked by them like this, how could he bear it.

Mo Feitong muttered in his heart, and drove all the way in the direction of 1988.

In the other direction, a van was driving slowly on the road.

Wan Ge was holding a mobile phone in his hand, calling someone.

"Mr. Yan, it seems that there is no way for you to get the land of the Su family's old house. Someone came forward to solve the matter for them. I won't charge you this time. Let's cooperate again when we have a chance, hehe..."

"That's impossible, isn't Fu Hanchuan already divorced Su Xiang, and there is someone else who can guarantee them?"

Wan Ge crossed his legs, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and looking at the check in the other. This is a box of money when you take it to the bank.

He said: "That dumb man is very capable, with Mo Sanshao as their guarantor, can I not show face?"

The other party was silent for a while, and said: "It seems that I can only wait for the next time. Mr. Wan, you have worked hard this time, and the hard work will still be charged to your account as usual. I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation."

As soon as Brother Wan heard Qian, his eyes narrowed into a smile: "Then thank you, Mr. Yan, for your generosity..."

Why not take money?
……

When Mo Feitong arrived at the clubhouse and went straight to the top floor, he saw Fu Hanchuan controlling the claw machine while drinking.

There were already several dolls piled up on the ground. It seemed that he only enjoyed the process of getting the loot, and was not interested in the loot he got.

Mo Feitong strolled in, picked up a plush doll from the ground and looked at it.

Fu Hanchuan stopped, turned his head to look at him indifferently, walked back to the sofa with his wine glass and sat down.

Mo Feitong also took a look at him and threw the doll in his hand. Fu Hanchuan easily caught it as soon as he stretched out his hand. The MVP of the college league was not bought.

Mo Feitong stood at Fu Hanchuan's position, held the remote control stick, aimed at a pink pig inside, and suddenly said, "You really don't care about the little mute?"

Fu Hanchuan was drinking, and his fingers paused when he heard the words. He stared at the little yellow chicken with gold-rimmed glasses on the coffee table, and said softly: "The meaning of leaving is that everything about her will be done in the future." It's none of my business."

"She has to learn to face the things outside. I can't always clean up the mess for their Su family."

With a loud "pop", Mo Feitong's palms felt slightly numb, and he turned his head to stare at Fu Hanchuan, really mad at him.

He strode up to Fu Hanchuan, squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully, trying to see a trace of reluctance on his face.

But no, not at all.

"Fu Shao, are you too cold-blooded?"

"Do you know what she looks like when she faces those usury loans alone?"

Fu Hanchuan pursed his lips and sipped the wine lightly. Mo Feitong lifted the half bottle of red wine and shook it vigorously: "Do you know how she feels after being divorced suddenly?"

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyelids indifferently, put his wine glass to his lips and said, "Don't worry, she's already ready for divorce."

"Her psychology is not as fragile as you think, so you don't need to worry about her so much."

The wine enters the throat, it cools first and then burns, it is hot, and it continues into the stomach after swallowing.In fact, this feeling is not very comfortable, but some people can't put it down.

When Mo Feitong heard Fu Hanchuan say that, he really wanted to beat him up, but his clenched fists just clenched.

There is no way to talk about this, and it seems that he will not change his mind no matter what he says.

"Drink it slowly by yourself, my blood is hot, and I can't communicate with cold-blooded animals like you!"

Mo Feitong cursed angrily, then strode out angrily.

I thought about persuading him again, but he was too optimistic.

Could it be that they were both in their territory but couldn't stay because of someone, and he was afraid that one person would lose control, so he really threw a punch and the two of them fought.

……

Pei Xian was hugging Qiao Ying to a critical moment, the two were drenched in sweat, and when they looked at each other, they were disturbed by the sudden ringing of the mobile phone.

"Telephone." Qiao Ying pushed Pei Xian, her watery eyes made people feel excited, and they asked how to deal with the phone.

Pei Xian didn't even look at it, stretched out his long arm and broke the phone, and said in a hoarse and sexy voice, "It's gone."

Qiao Ying curved her lips into a smile, and hugged his neck, and the two lips pressed together again, and the temperature that had just cooled was burning again.

"...Seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, no matter how rough the waves are, I'll be happy if I have it..."

The magical ringtone of the mobile phone rang again, loudly and unyieldingly.

"..." Pei Xian pressed Qiao Ying's forehead, very speechless.

Qiao Ying's moist eyes looked at Pei Xian sadly, "Can't you change the ringtone?"

Pei Xian glanced at the phone and said, "It seems that it's time to change."

Especially in this passionate moment, it is really a big spoiler.

It should be turned off immediately.

The indicator light was flashing, and the ringing didn't stop. Qiao Ying took the phone to look at it, and turned the screen to Pei Xian.

"Didn't he have a fiancee? Why is it useless?"

The Mo family arranged a lot of blind dates for Mo Feitong. Mo Feitong picked and picked like concubines. One had a bad temper and the other was ugly. Later, the Patriarch of the Mo family got annoyed so much that he simply and rudely decided on one.

Pei Xian frowned and looked at the shining name on the screen, stroked his forehead, took the phone and turned over.

"Third Young Master, if you can't sleep alone, you can marry a wife and go home, so that someone can talk to you, right?"

Mo Feitong didn't know that he disturbed other people's good things, so he said angrily, "I'm downstairs at your house, open the door."

Pei Xian casually put on a nightgown and went to the balcony to look outside. Didn't Mo Feitong's car just park there, with the headlights still on, arrogantly lighting up most of the road.

Qiao Ying sat on the bed and looked at Pei Xian. Pei Xian walked back and said, "Third Young Master is here, you go to bed first."

Qiao Ying nodded and watched Pei Xian go out.

Downstairs, Mo Feitong saw Pei Xian wearing a nightgown and came to open the door, opened his eyes slightly and said, "You go to bed so early?"

Pei Xian glanced at him lazily, whoever said that the person who was on bed C in the morning must be sleeping.

The two walked to the living room together, Mo Feitong sat down when he saw the sofa, Pei Xian poured two glasses of water out, and said, "Seeing that your face is turning black, what's wrong with you?"

Could it be that Tong's mouth was dry, he drank the water in one go, slammed the teacup on the tea table heavily and said, "It's not that I've hit the evil, it's Mr. Fu that's called the evil!"

Seeing his righteous indignation, Pei Xian picked up the kettle and poured him another cup, and asked, "What's going on?"

At this time, it should be when Mo Feitong was going to the bar, but he ran to him with a dark face, it seemed that he was very angry.

Mo Feitong clenched his fists and said, "Do you know that Fu Shao divorced the little mute?"

Pei Xian's hand paused, with a look of surprise, but he didn't show too much surprise.

Mo Feitong looked at him and said, "Don't tell me you don't have any reaction? Mr. Fu is divorced!"

Pei Xian slowly put down the kettle, picked up his own cup and leaned back on the sofa.

He said: "It's nothing unexpected, Fei Tong, you shouldn't be so excited."

"But, but..." Mo Feitong clenched his fists and wanted to talk about Su Xiang again. Pei Xian knew what he wanted to say, raised his hand and said, "Fu Hanchuan can only choose one between the two. Once a choice is made, one can only be let go."

Therefore, Pei Xian was not shocked by the news.

Mo Feitong frowned, and let out a deep breath, but his depression was still hard to dissipate.

Pei Xian glanced at him and said, "Not the same, isn't your Mo family also fighting in the dark, and you didn't participate in it, so you don't know the feeling, and you think it's ridiculous."

"You think that rights are not that important to you. But in the eyes of some people, they have been pursuing supreme supremacy throughout their lives."

"From Fu Hanchuan's point of view, he was determined to be the king since he was born, and suddenly someone came out to rob him, and he was plotted against under such circumstances. At this time, his judgment told him that he must Take back what is his."

"At this time, he is desperate and can't see anything. To be precise, he has been blinded by hatred."

"And Su Xiang... in his opinion, even dangerous."

"So he made the decision to divorce, I am not surprised at all."

"Dangerous?" Mo Feitong was stunned, "How could she be dangerous?"

She's just a mute, and she can't be said to be beaten. Isn't it ridiculous to treat her like a scourge?
"What do you think?" Pei Xian glanced at him, lowered his head, took a sip of water, and typed a sentence of Zen, "The enemy is in the heart."

Mo Feitong frowned and thought about it, getting rid of the Fu family's resentment towards Su Xiang's existence...

"You mean, Fu Shao divorced Su Xiang for the sake of that position, and there is a reason to get rid of his weaknesses?"

With Su Xiang by his side, he became his weakness and danger, and he wanted to make Su Xiang into Qi Lingyang's weakness.

Pei Xian gave a faint "hmm", put the water glass aside and said, "No matter how much you persuade him at this time, he won't listen."

Mo Feitong frowned, thinking that Su Xiang had to endure so many things alone, he murmured: "Then she is too pitiful..."

Pei Xian looked at Mo Feitong's distressed look, and said, "I can only say that she didn't have a good pregnancy in her life."

Many people say that they did not cast a good pregnancy and were not born in a wealthy family, but in fact, they are really lucky to be born in a simple and happy family.

The two were silent for a while, and Pei Xian suddenly said: "You didn't say anything in front of her, did you?"

If Mo Feitong told her about Fu Hanchuan out of sympathy, it might not be a good thing.

Mo Fei said, "Can I talk nonsense?"

When Fu Hanchuan called him at that time, he only had time to give the book to Su Xiang, and he couldn't say anything else to comfort him.

Pei Xian nodded, Qiao Ying yawned and walked down the stairs slowly: "You haven't finished talking..."

Mo Feitong thought that Pei Xian was at home alone, but when he saw Qiao Ying wearing the same style of nightgown, he froze for a moment, rubbed his chin and gave Pei Xian a look, no wonder he had to answer his phone.

Qiao Ying sat down next to Pei Xian, picked up the glass of water he drank to moisten his throat, lazily leaned into Pei Xian's arms, and said to Mo Fei, "Mo Xiaosan, have you taken a fancy to my old Pei?"

……

In a high-end office building, Yu Cangcang was sitting in the office, looking at the latest email he received, his eyes moving slightly as he thought about something.

The office door knocked twice, and Qi Lingyang walked in.

Yu Cangcang glanced at him: "Here we come."

She deleted the email calmly, and Qi Lingyang said: "I must come over in person for something, can't I say it over the phone?"

Yu Cangcang smiled, stood up and walked to the window sill.

Her office is simple and clear, with pure white walls, and the window sill is not the kind of huge French window, but a bay window, with soft blankets and comfortable pillows on it, and a flower stand next to it, all of which are succulents raised by her. plant.

In this nearly [-]-square-meter space, there are no other employees, only her, quite casual.

Yu Cangcang walked to the flower stand, half-bent down to look at her baby, and said: "I made it clear on the phone, so I won't let you come over."

Qi Lingyang leaned against the table, took a look at the pet fish in a vase on her desk, and said, "Then let's talk."

"According to the latest information, Mr. Di Fan's family was involved in a car accident two years ago, his wife died on the spot, and his daughter's brain was severely impacted, and she lost her language function."

"Because of this series of changes, Miss Dale has a weird temper and is sensitive and inferior. Mr. Di Fan came to Beicheng this time, and besides himself, he also brought his daughter with him, hoping to change her mood."

Qi Lingyang frowned slightly, and lost his ability to speak, wouldn't that mean he became... dumb?
Yu Cangcang turned around, smiled lightly at Qi Lingyang and said, "I also learned that Mr. Difan wants to find a dumb language teacher who can help her daughter regain her confidence."

"So, you know what to do?"

"You want me to go find Su Xiang?"

Yu Cangcang smiled and said, "Ling Yang, it seems like God is helping you get back what you deserve."

"When I made the deaf-mute app, I thought you were just trying to get close to Su Xiang, but now it seems that that plan can still help you."

"The Fu family hates that mute so much..." She sneered, "If they know what they have lost by abandoning her, I wonder if they will regret it?"

Qi Lingyang's eyes turned slightly: "Huh? Give up?"

Yu Cangcang slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Fu Hanchuan officially proposed to divorce Su Xiang, that is to say, Su Xiang is free now."

After finishing the words, Qi Lingyang tightened his fingers holding the vase, and fixed his dark eyes on Yu Cangcang.

Yu Cangcang was also looking at him, and reminded: "Don't let me see that you mean to be happy."

The reason why she told Qi Lingyang the news was to test it out.

"Even if she regains her freedom, you and her can only be friends at best."

"Don't forget about Fu Hanchuan's lesson from the past."

"Not to mention the taboo of the Fu family towards her, she used to be Fu Hanchuan's woman, it's impossible for old Fu to let all of you brothers get involved with this woman."

Siblings and sisters become wives, this kind of thing is terrible when you think about it, no need to say anything ugly, just stop at it.

"Su Xiang is someone who can help you get a great career, but she can't be the one who stays with you..." Yu Cangcang looked at Qi Lingyang, and now she had to remind him over and over again that if she could, she hoped that she could. Other people can replace Su Xiang to complete this matter, so that some dangerous concerns can be avoided.

However, it seems that there is an invisible hand playing with them, and they cannot escape that fate.

Qi Lingyang only glanced at her indifferently, and asked, "Does that know?"

Yu Cangcang shook his head: "I probably don't know yet, Mr. Difan keeps his family affairs very secret."

If she knew, at least she wouldn't divorce Su Xiang now.

Qi Lingyang stood up straight, put the things back on Yu Cangcang's table and walked out the door...

(End of this chapter)