Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 127 The Countdown to Leaving 1
"I said I don't regret it, because of this, I can have a chance to meet you."

Su Xiang frowned slightly, no regrets?
In front of her was a man who smiled at her. He had given her expensive gifts again and again, saying that she should get them. In fact, was that an apology and compensation for her?

Su Xiang understood everything at this time, with a wry smile on his lips.

If it wasn't for that Miss Yu, she might have been kept in the dark by these two men for the rest of her life. She was kicked around like a ball, and she didn't even know what mistake she had made to be treated like this.

Her value is a pawn for them to obtain supreme power. At this time, he still came to tell her about whether he loves her or not. Don't you think it's ridiculous?
She doesn't need his so-called love at all, and she also wants to be sorry. She even hopes that they didn't know each other at the beginning... In this way, she won't have so much pain later.

She didn't know what to say or how to forgive.

Su Xiang bent down, put the bouquet at the door, and then slowly closed the door.

Two people facing each other, with the gradually closing door, the field of vision gradually narrowed until it was finally closed.

Qi Lingyang looked at the closed door, it was as if Su Xiang had closed the door of her heart in front of him, and they used to talk about everything.

He glanced at the Kikyo that was abandoned on the ground, and still smiled reluctantly: "Su Xiang, I know it's hard for you to forgive me now, I will take my time..."

He stood silently for a while before turning to leave.

Su Xiang didn't listen to what he said, took a handbag to the living room and sat down, and took out his mobile phone.

On the lit screen, the most conspicuous icon on it is the app, which is specially designed for the deaf-mute, it is a multifunctional software that can directly make and receive calls, and allows them to communicate like normal people.

It was such a software that made her like and excited, and even participated in it personally, but there was such a utilitarian purpose behind it, she didn't know what to say.

Su Xiang pressed the APP for a long time with his fingers, and a trash can icon appeared on the top of the screen. Just drag the APP to the trash can to delete the software.

Qi Lingyang, the man who gave her a lot of encouragement when she was at her lowest, did his encouragement also have a purpose?

His throat slid down with difficulty, and his vision blurred again.

She didn't know who else in this world she could trust and who she could confide in.

Dragging the icon with her fingers, she slowly reached the top of the trash can. She didn't want to hear her own voice anymore. It wasn't hers, it was all fake...

……

In an apartment in the urban area, Fu Zhengnan was standing on the balcony with a glass of red wine, looking at the dark night, with his brows tightly knit.

A pair of soft arms hugged him from behind. Fu Zhengnan turned his head to look at the woman behind him, touched her head, and smiled faintly. The wrinkles between his brows were only relaxed at this time.It's just that the few hanging needle lines between the eyebrows have been deeply engraved in the middle.

A slender finger touched the hanging needle lines, and the woman smiled coquettishly and said, "You, if you continue to wrinkle like this, I will have to drag you to a facelift."

Fu Zhengnan put the red wine on the rail, pulled the woman in front of him, stared at her and said, "Am I getting old?"

The woman's hands were slowly drawing on his two thick black eyebrows, as if to smooth out those few wrinkles.She said seriously: "You are not old, it is because you think too much and become old."

Fu Zhengnan took a deep breath, held the woman's wrist with both hands and said, "You don't understand, you don't have children, you don't know how to be a parent..."

Seeing the woman's eyes dimmed instantly, he stopped talking, and kissed her forehead: "Okay, let's not talk about this."

Yu Cangcang pulled her lower lip, and there was a bit of bitterness in her smile. Immediately, she suppressed that bit of bitterness, and said with a pure and comfortable smile: "I solved that problem for you, and you don't have to worry about that woman in the future."

Fu Zhengnan frowned, and looked down at her: "Oh?"

Yu Cangcang said with a smile: "I went to find her and told about the two brothers. I think she won't have any trouble with them in the future."

According to Fu Zhengnan's mind, no matter who takes the position of heir in the future, he doesn't want any of his sons to have anything to do with that dumb girl.The descendants of the Fu family will have better women to match.

Fu Zhengnan was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, Yu Cangcang moved closer, smiling cautiously under his pupils with his delicate face.

"Old Fu, I said that Qi Lingyang is an illegitimate child, you won't blame me, will you?"

Qi Lingyang's identity has not been disclosed to the public except for a few people.Although Fu Zhengnan himself had such intentions, but without his permission, Yu Cangcang was still not sure if he revealed it privately.

Fu Zhengnan took a deep breath, took a sip of the red wine, and looked at the distant night, frowning again.

After a while, he said: "Let's talk about it, that's fine."

Yu Cangcang breathed a sigh of relief and laughed. She leaned against his chest and said, "Actually, old Fu, instead of going on like this, it's better to announce his identity earlier. I always feel that Ling Yang can do whatever he wants, but he doesn't have any So much pressure."

"If his identity is made public, he will have no room to hide."

"Huh?" Fu Zhengnan looked down at her, "Do you think he is avoiding?"

Hearing what she said, Fu Zhengnan also felt something.Several times he wanted to mention this matter in front of Qi Lingyang, but he always said to postpone it later.

Yu Cangcang took his remaining half glass of red wine and took a sip, the glimmer of light flickered in his lowered eyes."I just feel that way," she said.

Qi Lingyang probably meant that. He was still saving the last way for himself. At the last moment, he had to either reveal his identity and his way would be completely blocked, or keep that identity and leave quietly later.

But no matter what he thinks, she doesn't want him to be too disadvantaged in this battle.

His failure is equal to her failure.

If his identity could be made public, Qi Lingyang would be unavoidable.

In addition, the reason why she talked to Su Xiang, whether it was Qi Lingyang or Fu Hanchuan, caused her to have a rift with the two brothers. No matter who she helped, she had credit.

She concealed the matter between him and Su Xiang for Qi Lingyang, which made Fu Zhengnan feel dissatisfied with her. She didn't want to be a little imperfect in his heart.

This is not just a battle between Qi Lingyang and Fu Hanchuan, but also a secret contest between Mrs. Zhuo Ya and her.

For the sake of face, Mrs. Zhuo Ya dare not say that her man has another son, but she can.

Fu Zhengnan's eyes narrowed slightly. Originally, he planned to disclose his identity at the most suitable opportunity. If so...

He opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "This matter, we still have to wait."

Yu Cangcang was startled, thinking that he would agree.

"why?"

Fu Zhengnan said: "To disclose his identity must be when he has made achievements. Under such circumstances, it is the most beneficial time for him to disclose his identity."

When his achievements are greater than his identity, when he returns, he will not be greatly impacted.

After all, Fu's entire family and those shareholders and directors of Fu's are not idle people.

Yu Cangcang opened his mouth, but he could only give up.

"However, it would be a good idea for you to tell the mute about it."

Fu Zhengnan looked at the woman in front of him with a slight smile, and touched her cheek with his big hand.

What worries him the most now is that the two brothers are fighting over the woman. It's good for the woman to know now, but if she still has a little bit of shame left, she should take the initiative to avoid them.

This trouble is solved.

Yu Cangcang grinned, she held his big hand, left the wine glass on the balcony with the other hand, and led him into the room.

"Let's not talk about those annoying things, the gift for you is ready, let's take a look first."

The curtains are all closed, scented candles are burning inside, and the fragrance in the air is faint and humane.

After the woman walked inside, she let go of his hand, took a few steps forward, and then slowly untied the belt around her waist.

A mature body in a thin silk dress appeared in front of my eyes, and the obscurity under the dim light added to the charming style.

Fu Zhengnan laughed in satisfaction, stepped forward and hooked her waist with one hand, and raised her chin with the other, and said, "Fairy, you are the only one who can do these tricks."

"Then do you like it?" The woman's winking eyes were slightly raised, the fire in the lacquered eyes flickered, and her fingers drew circles on his chest, bold and seductive.

Fu Zhengnan grabbed her provocative little hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and then kissed her along that tender arm...

Until the candle burned out, the last wisp of green smoke curled up, and the panting in the room also calmed down.

Fu Zhengnan lifted the thin quilt and got up, picked up the robe on the ground, put it on and walked into the bathroom, there was the sound of rushing water.

Yu Cangcang hugged the quilt and sat up, picked up the clothes on the ground and wrapped them up, she pushed open the bathroom door and leaned against the door frame: "Are you going back tonight?"

Fu Zhengnan looked back at her, and hummed.

"Can you not go back?"

When the shower fell, Fu Zhengnan waved to Yu Cangcang, and Yu Cangcang walked over, the splashed water wet her clothes.

Fu Zhengnan touched the corners of her lost eyes: "What's wrong?"

Yu Cangcang looked up at him and said, "Old Fu, can you really leave here with me after the matter is over?"

Fu Zhengnan: "Why do you ask that?"

Yu Cangcang took a deep look at him, probably as he got older, he became more and more concerned about gains and losses.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya and his husband and wife for decades, although they are married in a business relationship, they have experienced a lot together, and they have a son, so there is a connection between them.

"Old Fu, you said just now that I have no children, and I'm afraid that even you won't be by my side in the end. In this way, I can only leave alone."

In the past, she would shrug her shoulders, turn around and leave as if nothing happened, but now, she can no longer be so free and easy.

Fu Zhengnan looked at those sad eyes, so similar to that person, it also touched a certain place in his heart.

He sighed softly and said, "I'm not leaving."

He held her head in both hands, kissed her between the brows, hugged her, and walked towards the bathtub filled with hot water together, the wrapped robe fell down, and was soaked in an instant.

Yu Cangcang's gaze swayed slightly, still looking at him in bewilderment: "Old Fu..."

"No, trust me, I won't leave you behind..."

The man's deep and gentle voice sounded, and his warm lips fell on the side of her neck.

Yu Cangcang was hugged in his arms, with a smile on the corner of his lips, but his dark eyes were lifeless, even a little sad.

She knew that she was [-]% to [-]% similar to Yu Kelan, and after getting to know that person, she even imitated Shen Yun very much, just to make him love her more.

Up to now, even she has lost herself, is this really herself?
Is it her that Fu Zhengnan loves?
But now, she still can only use Yu Kelan's appearance to let him stay... Then how can she believe that he will definitely take her out of here?

……

Fu's old house.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at the wall clock on the wall, this huge old house is so deserted, even in April when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, it is still so cold at night.

She tucked the shawl draped over her shoulders, took a sip of tea, and watched TV boredly, glanced at her phone from the corner of her eye.

Just as she was about to reach out to pick up her phone, Chang Yan walked over from the kitchen with a tray.She smiled slightly and said, "Ma'am, I ate bird's nest pear soup."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya took her hand back and said with a smile: "I cook soup every night, and I'm used to drinking your desserts these days. You will feel uncomfortable for a while when you go back."

Chang Yan said modestly: "Sister Xia also does these things, how can she not get used to it?"

She filled three bowls of bird's nest in total, and after passing one bowl to Mrs. Zhuo Ya, she looked at the remaining two bowls of bird's nest, glanced towards the door and said, "Mr. Da Fu hasn't come back yet?"

During these days living in Fu's house, Chang Yan discovered that Mr. Fu sometimes came back very late.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya paused holding the spoon, twitched the corners of her lips and said, "He should still be playing cards and chatting with his friends. He is..."

She smiled lightly and shook her head, lowered her head and took a sip, then changed the topic and said, "Miss Chang, your craftsmanship is so good, if Han Chuan marries you, I won't have to worry about his physical problems in the future."

"Madam..." Chang Yan glanced at her coquettishly, lowered her head to scoop up the bird's nest, but there was a little embarrassment in her eyes.

What Fu Hanchuan said that day was to ask her to leave the Fu family. She cried a lot and pretended to go back. It was Mrs. Zhuo Ya who asked her to stay, so she half-pushed her to stay.

Because she knew that if she went back, she would definitely never see Fu Hanchuan again, living here, even if she just saw him for a while.

She knew that such a self was disgusting, but she didn't know what to do.

That day, the woman said that she should be ruthless or fuck off, she thought, she just made her skin thicker.

Just thinking about it, Lao He walked in from outside the door and said, "Ma'am, Mr. Fu is back."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was taken aback: "Huh?"

It was already late at this time, even if Fu Hanchuan came here, he would have dinner, not to mention that he hadn't been home for a while.

How come this time has passed?
Fu Hanchuan's people had already walked over, and Chang Yan's heart beat quickly when she saw that handsome face.

No matter what he said to her, seeing him, she couldn't control her heart.

She laughed, but as Fu Hanchuan approached, her smile froze on her face, and she looked at him in surprise.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya also frowned and looked at her son's face. She put the bird's nest on the coffee table, stood up and walked to Fu Hanchuan.

As soon as Mrs. Zhuo Ya saw the bruises on Fu Hanchuan's face, her expression sank: "What's wrong with your face? Who hurt you?"

She glanced at Sister Xia who was standing beside her, and ordered, "Go and find out if there is any ointment for blood stasis."

Fu Hanchuan turned his head sideways to avoid Mrs. Zhuo Ya's touching hand, he glanced at Chang Yan, and frowned slightly.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhuo Ya remembered Chang Yan, looked back at her, and pulled Fu Hanchuan to her side to sit down.

She said: "Miss Chang has stewed bird's nest, you just have to drink some."

Fu Hanchuan frowned, glanced across Chang Yan's earnest face, looked at Mrs. Zhuo Ya and said, "Mother, I have something to tell you."

"If you have anything to say, say it."

Fu Hanchuan stood up with his thin lips pursed, and walked upstairs.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was taken aback, and said to Chang Yan first: "Miss Chang, sit here and watch TV for a while."

Then he got up and followed.

In the study room, Fu Hanchuan stood upright alone, and a sense of heaviness filled the space.

When Mrs. Zhuo Ya walked in, she felt this heavy feeling.

She closed the door, walked up to him and said, "What do you want to tell me?"

Fu Hanchuan looked at her with dark eyes that could not see to the bottom.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya looked at his expression and felt a bad feeling in her heart. She said before him: "If it's about that woman, I don't want to hear it."

Fu Hanchuan squeezed his palms, and said in a deep voice, "It's really about her. Mother, I want her back."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya's eyes widened, and her face turned livid: "What did you say!"

"I want her back."

There was a crisp sound of "pa", and Mrs. Zhuo Ya's palm felt slightly numb.

This was the first time in her life that she beat her son.

Her eyes were full of disappointment: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Let her come back? Do you want me to die? I can finally get rid of her!"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was going crazy, she covered her chest with one hand, stumbled to the desk, took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer, poured two pills, and swallowed it with the cold water that was put here at some time.

The medicine bottle slammed heavily on the table, several pills inside jumped out from the wide mouth of the bottle, and scattered on the table tick-tock.

With red eyes, she said angrily, "Do you know where your father is now?"

"I guard this house by myself, and the room is full of coldness. How long has it been like this, do you know?"

Fu Hanchuan clenched his hands even tighter, and said with clenched teeth, "Mother..."

"Shut up!" Mrs. Zhuo Ya yelled and interrupted her, "Don't even think about asking her to come back!"

She took a deep breath: "Is it that dumb, how did she seduce you?"

"I knew it, what was said to celebrate Fu Ying's birthday...how could she be so peaceful, she clearly planned it..."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya's eyes frantically looked around, as if in a certain corner, Su Xiang would suddenly appear in front of her, she clenched her fingers, trying to tear her apart at any time.

Only a few days later, the woman asked her son to come and tell her in person that she wanted her to come back, evildoer!evildoer!They are all monsters!
She raised her eyes, took a deep breath, and said to Fu Hanchuan: "Let me tell you, the only person who can enter Fu's house is Chang Yan, Miss Chang! There is only one way for you, and that is to sit in that position. Miss Chang is the only one who can let you defeat that bastard!"

Fu Hanchuan frowned. He knew that he would be opposed to what he said, but he had already thought it through clearly and said what should be said.

He said: "Mother, that position will definitely be mine, but Su Xiang, I don't want to give up on her either. If you tell me that I can only sit in that position and not have her, then I might as well... what I don't want any more."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya's eyes widened, and her body shook violently: "You, what did you say?"

"You dare to blackmail me?"

"What the hell did that dumb man do to you? You can even say such things!"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya slapped the table heavily, and the jade bracelet on her wrist shattered.

Fu Hanchuan raised his head and said with serious eyes: "Mother, she is Fu Ying's mother. If you change his mother, how do you want me to tell him?"

"If it were you...Mother, if he divorced you in the early years, find another one..."

Fu Hanchuan stopped in the middle of speaking.

He has already grown up, and it is inappropriate to say this sentence again, but it is undeniable that he had this idea when he was very young.

For as long as he could remember, he knew their relationship wasn't good.

His father often sat alone in silence.

And his mother told him over and over again that a man must have a sense of responsibility, and after marrying a wife, he must be devoted to her, even if he doesn't like her, he can't have another woman.

When he was about six or seven years old, he saw his father sitting in the study and crying alone. He walked in, touched his head and said sadly, that man left and would never come back again.

He asked who had left, but he drove him away angrily.

It wasn't until many years later that he knew that the person who made him cry alone was the woman he loved the most. On that day, she died.

And after that, he found another woman who was similar to that person, continued his unfulfilled love, and his wife was just Mrs. Zhuo Ya from the Fu family...

Fu Hanchuan said: "Mother, I know that you have persevered all these years and have been by my side until now. I know what you have endured, so I always remember your words and what you have suffered. pain of."

"So, you can understand me."

After he finished speaking, he loosened his clenched hands, and hung vainly by his side, and then said: "Su Xiang insisted on staying by Fu Ying's side. Isn't this similar to you in the past?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya stood there in a daze, her eyes fluttered slightly, as if recalling the past days, her tense shoulders drooped slightly.

After a while, she looked at Fu Hanchuan: "Are you doing it for Fu Ying?"

"Well, it can be said that it is..." Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and compared his heart with his heart, hoping that she would understand and stop blocking her.

"Mother, I will not lose that position. Now is the beginning, you have to believe me..."

Outside the door, Chang Yan didn't want to listen anymore when she heard this.

With red eyes, she folded her arms and tried her best to endure herself back to the room, and cried after closing the door.

She never thought that Fu Hanchuan came so late to ask Mrs. Zhuo Ya to fulfill him.At this time, he will be with that woman again!
Why, what's so good about that woman!

She tightly squeezed the quilt under her body, and her finger bones turned white.

why!Why, he can't see anything good about her!
……

Fu Hanchuan left after obtaining Mrs. Zhuo Ya's consent.

From the window, Mrs. Zhuoya looked at the moving light in the night until it disappeared into the road.

She took a deep breath, her eyes were cold, and her face was covered with frost.

That woman did have similarities with her, but she could only be ruthless because what she wanted to protect was her son.

Also, she wants to be Mrs. Zhuo Ya forever!
In this final battle, she cannot allow a one percent chance of failure!
Su Xiang, she can't compare with her back then, because the Fu family didn't dare to do anything to her at that time.

If you want to blame, you can only blame her for being dumb, and there is such a Su family who is dragging her down.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya turned around, picked up the landline on the table, thought for a moment, dialed a number, and said coldly: "Stop all business dealings with the Su family."

……

tea bay.

Fu Hanchuan drove here after leaving the old house. He looked up at the dark place, picked up the cigarette placed above the dashboard, lit it and took a puff.

The phone lit up, and he looked at the number in the faint smoke, paused when it was dialed, put the phone back where it was, and drove away.

The next morning, Su Xiang opened the door with a haggard face, and kicked something with her toes. Looking down, it was the bunch of bellflowers that Qi Lingyang gave her, and beside that bunch of flowers, there was another bunch of fresh bellflowers. And some drops of water.

Su Xiang took a look, and she carried two bunches of flowers downstairs in her arms, and put them on the trash can downstairs.

As soon as he turned around, he was blocked by a human wall in front of him.

Qi Lingyang took a look at the platycodon flower she had thrown on the trash can, and felt a little familiar, remembering that he used to put other people's flowers in this way.

He smiled lightly and said, "I never thought I would have such a day."

Su Xiang glanced at him indifferently, not in the mood to joke with him, and walked around him before leaving. Qi Lingyang didn't stop her, but kept a certain distance from her, and followed behind her.

Su Xiang turned around and glared at him angrily. He just smiled warmly and said, "I didn't hinder you, but to get your forgiveness, I can only do this. You have to give me a chance to meet you."

Su Xiang didn't want to talk to him, so he turned his head and left, but stopped after taking a step.

Fu Hanchuan stood there with a gloomy expression.

He strode up, grabbed her wrist without saying a word, and dragged her towards the car.

Su Xiang was crushed to death by his strength, scratched and kicked him, and finally lowered his head and bit the back of his hand...

(End of this chapter)