Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 148 It's Nice To Be Childish...

Fu Ying licked the rice, secretly looked at Fu Hanchuan, waiting for him to agree, when the cell phone on the corner of the table rang.

Fu Hanchuan took a look and picked up the phone.

It was Pei Xian who called and asked him to go out for a drink. Fu Hanchuan was talking on the phone and glanced at Fu Ying.

Fu Ying's little ears were also pricked up, listening to what he was saying.

After a while, after Fu Hanchuan finished talking on the phone, Fu Ying poked the bottom of the bowl with his chopsticks to negotiate terms with him.

"Dad, if I can go home from school by myself, it means I've grown up. In this way, you can go out and play with Uncle Pei, right?"

The little guy's black and white eyes were very clever, Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, put the phone back where it was, and when he picked up the bowls and chopsticks again, he said indifferently: "You don't even bother to carry your schoolbag, how many days can you last? "

Fu Ying immediately swore: "I can recite it by myself."

"En." Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about it. After eating, he looked at Fu Ying, "Have you considered it clearly?"

Fu Ying nodded very seriously: "I'm sure, very sure."

"Okay, I'll give you a three-day trial period to see how you perform."

Fu Ying frowned, feeling that something was wrong. Is there a trial period?

But who cares, he can go home from school by himself anyway.

Fu Ying had a simple idea, and the matter was settled just like that.

After dinner, Fu Hanchuan seemed to be going out with his mobile phone and car keys, so he told Mama Song to arrange Fu Ying to sleep early. Mama Song agreed, and when Fu Hanchuan walked to the door, Fu Ying's voice in the living room was faint. passed on.

"Dad, you're already old. If you sit in the office and don't exercise, and go out to drink with Uncle Pei, you will be like those uncles with big bellies."

Fu Hanchuan's footsteps stopped, and the corners of his eyes twitched, you brat!
Sitting in the car, when Fu Hanchuan inserted the car key into the keyhole, he couldn't help touching his lower abdomen, but he didn't feel any fat.

But he called Pei Xian and made another appointment.

……

pillow garden.

The man glanced at the Japanese tofu brought by Su Xiang, and looked at Su Xiang lightly: "Miss Su, are you here to kick the hall?"

Su Xiang smiled and said, "Of course not. I just want to ask the banquet boss to taste it and give some pointers."

The man looked at Su Xiang with silent eyes, Su Xiang didn't dodge or avoid, and kept smiling slightly.

She pushed the lunch box forward, and put a pair of clean chopsticks on the lunch box: "Boss Yan, please taste."

The man withdrew his gaze, took a bite with his chopsticks, and his eyes moved slightly under the drooping eyelashes.

Su Xiang kept staring at the man, not missing any expression on his face.But I don't know if he hid it too well, she didn't see anything.

The man put down his chopsticks after eating, and said to her without any expression on his face: "Miss Su, you Japanese tofu, you have been frying in the pan for too long, the tomato meat sauce has too little oil, and the minced meat It's too dry and tastes too sweet, so..."

He picked up the lunch box, handed it to the deputy standing on one side, and said to Su Xiang: "Since Miss Su spent money, please enjoy this table."

Su Xiang is very sure that the Japanese tofu she made is made according to the steps taught by her mother, even if there is a difference in taste, it will not be too different.

She smiled lightly and said, "I'm the only one here today. It's a bit boring to eat. Why don't you sit down and have a chat with the boss?"

When the man turned to go, he heard the words and turned his head to look at Su Xiang again, there was a trace of caution in his overly calm eyes.

"Miss Su, the pillow garden is just a place to eat, and there are no such rules."

Su Xiangdao: "In that case, Boss Yan, then I'll ask you one last question."

"Isn't Boss Yan wondering why I cook this dish?"

The man said: "Japanese tofu is just a home-cooked dish, nothing special, many people can make it."

Su Xiang: "Indeed, this is just a home-cooked dish, but what I want to ask is, Boss Yan, you are not surprised, why the recipe and taste of my dishes are so similar to yours?"

The man frowned and looked at Su Xiang for a while, then lifted a chair and sat down: "It seems that Miss Su is here today, what do you want to say?"

Su Xiang's expression changed, and he said seriously: "To tell you the truth, this dish was actually taught by my mother. I don't know if the boss knows it?"

"My mother, her name is Shen Yan."

The man looked at Su Xiang, frowned slightly but said, "I don't know this person."

Su Xiang's heart sank, and he leaned forward eagerly: "Boss Yan, think about it carefully, don't you really know him?"

"If you don't know... the dish you cook is exactly the same as my mother's."

Su Xiang glanced at the tofu dish, she didn't believe it, there was no connection between them.

The man stood up and said, "I'm sorry Miss Su, I really don't know her."

"You said that the dishes I cook are exactly the same as your mother's, probably because everyone used similar cooking techniques. As I said just now, your taste is different from mine."

After the man finished speaking, he turned and left without stopping any longer.

Su Xiang sat alone in the restaurant, staring at the dish in a daze.

She had always been certain that there was a connection between them, but it was denied.

Is this really just a coincidence?
What the man said just now was that her cooking was different from his, but her mother's cooking was really the same as his.

Or did he not want to admit that he knew his mother?

After that, Su Xiang didn't stay any longer.

The main purpose of her trip was to ask for a result, but this result was not what she wanted.

When she was about to get into the car, a voice behind her stopped her: "Miss Su, please wait a moment."

Su Xiang had already opened the car door and was about to bend down to get in the car. Hearing the sound, she straightened up and looked at the assistant who was trotting over.

The assistant held a paper bag and handed it to Su Xiangdao: "Master said, Ms. Su didn't eat much, probably because she thought it tasted bad. But he asked me to pack it and bring it to you. Moreover, he said that this meal will not be accepted." Your meal fee is paid. The money, I have already transferred it back to your account. "

Su Xiang glanced at the bag and took it.

"Then thank you, Boss Yan." She paused, raised her brows and eyes slightly, and said, "Boss Yan invited me to dinner this time, and we will be friends from now on, and I will visit again."

After finishing speaking, she nodded her head lightly and got into the car.

On a viewing balcony on the second floor, the man watched with his hands behind his back as the lights of the car pierced the darkness all the way away in the night.

"Master." The deputy came over.

The man clenched his hands into fists, pressed his lips and coughed twice, then turned his head slightly and said, "She accepted it?"

"Yes. But master, she said that you invited her to dinner, and she will be friends from now on, and she said that she will visit you again."

The man glanced at the dark night and said, "Her appointments will not be accepted in the future."

"Understood, Master."

The man waved his hand to signal the deputy to go down. He seemed very tired, coughing and limping towards the house.

In the huge room, there is a coffee table.There was a lunch box sent by Su Xiang on the coffee table. The man walked over and opened the lid of the box.

The Japanese tofu inside was only slightly warm. The man picked up the chopsticks on one side, put a piece into his mouth, and chewed carefully.

He looked up at the wall in front of him. There was a painting hanging on the wide gray wall, but it was wrapped in oil paper, as if it hadn't been taken apart at all.

"You are actually Shen Yan's daughter..."

The man stared at the painting for as long as the quiet room was silent.

It wasn't until the phone rang that the man stood up to answer it.

On the phone, a slightly old woman's voice came slowly: "Yan Lin, have you finished your medicine? Do you want me to send you some?"

……

Su Xiang went back along the road, and Qi Lingyang called her to ask her about it, and she said sullenly, "She said she didn't know him. But I think it's more likely that he's hiding something."

Qi Lingyang said: "I probably don't want to recall things that have passed for a long time."

When Su Xiang thought of the man's lameness and the scar on his face, the doubts in his heart became heavier.

What is it that can hurt people like that, and if he knew his mother, if it was just a casual acquaintance, why wouldn't he admit it?
I don't know when it started to rain lightly, and it rustled on the roof of the car.

Su Xiang was thinking about something, when suddenly a bright light came in front of her, she suddenly came back to her senses, turned the steering wheel to avoid it, the car rushed forward, the road slipped and stepped on the brakes, it was useless, and hit the road guardrail Just stopped.

Su Xiang took off his seat belt and got out of the car to check the situation. The front of the car was only slightly dented, and the guardrail was also bent.

Fortunately, the collision was not too serious.

The car with the headlights on also stopped, and the owner walked forward. Under the lights, the side face looked familiar.

In the intertwined light and shadow of night and light, Could Feitong squint his eyes for a while, and said uncertainly, "Little dumb?"

Su Xiang was slightly taken aback when he heard this voice, and turned his head to look over.

Mo Feitong faced that face, his heart skipped a beat, it really was her.

"Little dumb, it's really you!"

Mo Feitong strode over.

Under that ray of light, the figure stood quietly, surrounded by light rain, could it be that he heard his own heartbeat in the sound of the pattering rain.

"Little dumb, it's you!"

He stood still in front of her, not knowing whether it was the reflection of the light or something else, his eyes were bright, and he did not hide his joy.

Su Xiang hasn't seen Mo Feitong again for a long time, it's been three years.

She tied a strand of hair that had escaped from the bun behind her ear, and said with a slight smile, "Don't call me that anymore, I'm not dumb now."

"Mo Feitong, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Mo Feitong's voice was slightly hoarse: "Yeah, I haven't seen each other for three years, you bad girl, and you didn't even call."

"If you can talk, don't tell me."

"Anyway, I'm your big brother."

Su Xiang pulled his lower lip slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at his toes.

In the past three years, she has not contacted anyone in Beicheng.

When she left, she deleted everyone's contact information. In those three years, she deliberately avoided people and affairs here, so how dare she contact people here again.

Besides, he was that man's friend.

Mo Feitong looked at her lowered half of her face.

Her eyelashes are thick and long, and they look even more slender from this angle. Under the upturned nose, there is still a touch of slightly raised red lips.

Realizing that Su Xiang didn't want to mention the past, Mo Feitong cleared his throat and said, "Actually, I also went to the Furui Charity Gala... I saw you, you are really amazing."

Of course Su Xiang knew that he was there, she had seen the list of guests, but she didn't have time to meet him at that time, and...

When she thought of meeting Fu Hanchuan in the parking lot later, she felt uncomfortable.

She hasn't had time to check the marriage certificate.

Originally, it was just a matter of going to the Civil Affairs Bureau, but the problem is that she is the person involved, and it is strange to go to check her marital status by herself, and now she has a lot of things in hand, and she is in a hurry to recognize Fu. If you win, you can only move back first.

This reminded her once again that she still needs an answer to her physical condition and her marriage certificate, otherwise she will always be thinking about it, like two thorns on one left and one on the right, and it is rare to be at peace.

Su Xiang raised his head, smiled and said: "Why do you have to look good before you come back, otherwise you will go away in a hurry, and come back in a hurry, won't you make people laugh again?"

Mo Feitong looked at the smile in her eyes, but deep in her eyes, there was only a sad smile.

Three years of wounds have accumulated. If it is a layer of cocoon, it should be several inches thick.

No matter how beautiful she is now, when she returns to this city, all she sees are those old scars.

Mo Feitong nodded and said, "Yes, it should be better."

He looked up at the raindrops that were still falling around him: "Should we keep talking like this?"

Su Xiang smiled: "Yeah, I almost forgot it was still raining."

The wiper blades of the car were still swinging left and right, making a slight sound. The two smiled at each other, and Mo Fei said, "Get in the car first. No matter what you have to do tonight, give me a push back. Brother wants to treat you to dinner." "

Su Xiang looked at Mo Feitong who was smiling, and it was not good to spoil his interest just like that.

When she went to Zhenyuan, she reserved time to come out, but now she came back early before the time came, so she agreed.

It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, and it's better to hit a shop than to choose a restaurant, but this is still in the suburbs, and the two looked up at a Sichuan restaurant in front of them.

Su Xiang's current throat condition is not suitable for eating spicy food, Mo Fei said, "Otherwise, go a little further and go to the Michelin restaurant in the city."

Su Xiang smiled and said, "It's not necessary, you just come in with me."

Su Xiang paid the processing fee and asked the kitchen to reheat the dishes packed by Zhenyuan.

Mo Feitong looked at Su Xiang with an unstoppable smile on his face.

The waiter brought hot tea first, and he poured tea for Su Xiang with the teapot, and said, "Drink some hot water first to get rid of the cold."

Su Xiang thanked him, warm tea poured into his throat, and his body warmed up.

Mo Feitong glanced at her and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, your driving skills are still so bad."

Mo Feitong remembered the first time he saw this little mute, at the Jin family's birthday party, when she crashed into a car, and they all followed her in a mighty manner.

Su Xiang also remembered that time and smiled.

She said: "I remember the person who touched the porcelain and worked in your garage. Is he still there now?"

Comrade Mo Fei said, "He is now the most famous car modification technician in my place, with a red card."

The two chatted for a while, but they both avoided the Fu family and Fu Hanchuan.

At this time, the waiter brought up the reheated dish. Although it had been reheated, the taste was still good.

Mo Feitong casually glanced at the paper bag on the side, on which the word "pillow" was simply printed in a window pattern.

Zhenyuan is well-known in the upper circles of Beicheng, but it is very low-key, but it is remote and desolate, and most people will not go there.

He asked curiously, "Why did you go there to eat?"

Su Xiang drank the hot chicken soup and only said that it was famous there, so he went to have a look out of curiosity.

Mo Feitong glanced at her, in his impression, Su Xiang was not a curious person just because of a stutter.

If it was really for the sake of appetite, she wouldn't just take these dishes back without touching them.

But she was unwilling to reveal it, and it was difficult for him to continue asking.

He said: "That place is not the place you are curious about. The boss has a mysterious background. In this North City dignitaries, many shady things are done there quietly."

"With your current status, it's better not to go there."

Su Xiang is now the loving ambassador of the Disabled Persons' Federation, an image of inspiration and sunshine. If people find out about her connection with that place, it will have a great impact on the word of mouth she has finally accumulated.

After all, there are so many keyboard warriors on the Internet now, it doesn't matter what is right and wrong.

Su Xiang pulled his lips, smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention."

If it wasn't for the Hongmen banquet invited by Fu Zhengnan, she would not have gone there either.

Could it be that he took a mouthful of cod, glanced at Su Xiang again, and asked casually, "Did you see Fu Ying?"

That child is her deepest concern here, and for this child, she has endured so much humiliation in the Fu family for so long.

Su Xiang's hand paused slightly. Now she and Fu Ying only brought him a few meals.

The child refused to recognize her, and Fu Hanchuan refused to let her meet the child.

Su Xiang's smile was not so pretty, and he lowered his head and took a bite of the vegetables, which tasted like chewing wax.

Mo Feitong knew what was going on just by looking at her expression, that bastard Fu Hanchuan forcibly tied Su Xiang into marriage and forced her to come back with the child.

He has the final say on everything, how can there be such a reason!

His voice sank: "Don't worry, little mute, I'll help you."

Su Xiang raised his head, his face couldn't hide his gratitude: "Will you help me?"

She was wondering how to explain it to Fu Ying.

Mo Feitong smiled and said, "I'm his Uncle Mo."

Su Xiang raised the tea on the table: "Uncle Mo, thank you first."

……

swimming pool.

Pei Xian changed into her swimsuit, but she was lying on the deckchair watching the man swimming butterfly in the swimming pool in front of her.

This man is really out of his mind. Drinking wine turns into drinking swimming water.

Fu Hanchuan swam a few laps and went ashore to rest, and the water broke through with a splash. The water splashed down from his body, and the smooth muscles reflected the light.

The man shook his head, water dripped down, and his sexy and perfect figure made people drool.

Long hands and long feet, wide shoulders and narrow hips, the sexy mermaid has a bulging package.

Pei Xian blew a whistle, grabbed a handful of towels from the recliner beside him and threw them over. Fu Hanchuan reached out to take it, and walked over wiping his hair, leaving a few wet footprints on the tiles behind him.

He sat down on the recliner, raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, which showed how many meters he had swum, his vital capacity, and so on.

It seemed that he was quite satisfied with the data. After reading it, he unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank it with his head up. His sexy Adam's Apple rolled up and down, and the slightly overflowing water flowed down his chin.

Pei Xian looked at him with his chin propped up, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, do you want to train your physical strength first, and squeeze Su Xiang hard when she comes back?"

Fu Hanchuan gave him a sidelong glance, picked up the towel that was full of water and threw it over: "Qiao Ying is not here, so you can only make nasty jokes?"

Pei Xian snorted, and lay back down without interest, staring at the lights above his head in boredom.

He said: "When she is here, we will open together."

Thinking of that woman made him feel disturbed.

Send a text message to say goodbye, and then refuse to see each other, what is this called?
Don't want to think about it, or you will really be pissed off.

There are so many women in this world, there's no need for him to hang himself for a woman who dumped him.

but……

At a glance, there is only sparkling water in front of him.

According to the appearance and figure of the two of them, if there is a woman in this scene, there is no need to worry about the market.

However, according to Fu Hanchuan's request, the restaurant was booked out, and only the two of them looked at each other's figures.

He turned his head, looked at Fu Hanchuan and said jokingly: "Tell me, if Su Xiang comes, will she see you and get along with you regardless of past suspicions?"

"Do you want me to make a call for you?"

Fu Hanchuan gave him a look of "you're bored". He put the half-drinked bottle of water on the table, walked towards the swimming pool again, and said indifferently, "Would you like to come down and compete?"

Pei Xian looked at the back of the man, this figure is really good-looking, he looked down at himself, no matter what, this figure still needs to be maintained.

He lifted off the towel wrapped around his body, got up and walked towards the diving platform, while saying: "Could it be that the boy has gained weight and dare not come over..."

In the distance, Mo Feitong who was eating with Su Xiang in the restaurant sneezed.

Su Xiang looked at him: "Did you catch a cold?"

"I have such a strong body, how could it be possible." Mo Feitong denied it flatly, scratching his nose and thinking to himself, it must be someone who is speaking ill of him behind his back.

……

On Monday, Fu Ying's children started to go home after school.

At the end of the last class, the teacher said get out of class was over, Fu Ying quickly packed his schoolbag, Lian Liang looked at him and said, "Fu Ying, do you really want to go home by yourself?"

Fu Ying raised his chin proudly: "Of course."

While the children were happily fighting after school, Lian Liang's soft and sweet voice came.

"But, do you know the way home?"

Fu Ying had a driver to pick him up before, and he had never walked alone.

Asking such a question, the little guy scratched the hair on his forehead, and looked at the classmates who left the classroom in twos and threes, with blank eyes.

He forced himself to be calm and said, "Of course I know."

That person must be at the school gate.

Lian Liang glanced at him and said with a sweet smile, "Then let's go together."

The on-duty students who stayed at the school started to clean the classroom, Fu Ying carried the small schoolbag, and the two children walked out of the classroom one after the other.

At the front gate of the school, there were still many parents waiting to pick up their children. Fu Ying was used to Mr. Wu waiting outside. When he glanced over, he didn't see anyone he was familiar with, nor did he have a car at home. down.

He looked and looked among those people, and found that figure, but there was no one there.

He looked again, still nothing.

The fire in Fu Ying's heart suddenly burned up, hum, he stopped coming after only a few days.

The security uncle clearly said that that person would come to pick up the bento box after school.

Fu Ying's mood rose all of a sudden, he squeezed through the crowded pile of parents, and just walked forward, his pace quickened, and Lian Liang had no choice but to quicken his pace to follow behind him.

"Fu Ying, are you angry?"

"I don't have one."

"You're not angry, so why are you walking so fast? Mom said, walk slowly on the road and be careful with the car. It's wrong for you to do this."

Fu Ying was on fire right now, the little girl was nagging, and he was even more annoyed. He stared at him fiercely, and was about to say that he didn't need her to teach him, when his little hand suddenly warmed up. He looked down and saw that his hand was touched by her. holding hands.

Lian Liang smiled sweetly: "I'll hold you, so you won't be afraid."

"I know, you're actually scared, aren't you?"

Fu Ying pursed his lips and walked forward nah-na, her hands were so soft, but he really didn't seem so scared anymore.

Behind them, a car slowly followed them, and it was about to turn off.

Mo Feitong looked at the kid in front of him, he started flirting with girls at such a young age, wondering if Fu Hanchuan knew that.

Tsk tsk, but as far as Fu Ying's looks are concerned, there should be little girls who like them.

Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, it's nice to be childish...

Since Mo Feitong promised that Su Xiang would help her, he did what he said, and ran over to pick Fu Ying up from school on Monday.

Originally, he wanted to meet the people of the Fu family and say hello to them and said he would take the children to his place to play, so he was confused, but he didn't expect that when he arrived, he didn't see the car of the Fu family.

You should go up and stop this kid, but he got up hand in hand with a little girl.

Mo Feitong followed all the way, rubbing his chin, so it shouldn't be too much of a bother.

He wondered, what did Fu Hanchuan mean, that he actually let this precious lump of Fu Ying go home by himself, isn't he afraid of being kidnapped?

At the traffic light at the intersection ahead, the two children stood there waiting to cross the road. Mo Feitong felt that it was time for him to appear.

"Fu Ying." Mo Feitong walked over with one hand in his pocket, stopped beside Fu Ying, and waved his hands at the little girl in a gesture he thought was handsome, "Hello, little beauty."

Lian Liang was wary of the strange uncle who suddenly appeared, and pulled Fu Ying back a step. Fu Ying saw Mo Feitong, Yuanyuan's eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "Uncle Mo?"

"Fu Ying, do you know him?"

Fu Ying said: "Don't be afraid, he is my Uncle Mo."

"Oh." Lian Liang finally felt relieved, and said hello uncle to Mo Feitong.

Mo Feitong nodded with a smile: "It's so cute."

The girls in his family were not so polite.

But now is not the time to waste time here, he glanced at the traffic light that was about to change color in front of him, and said to Fu Ying, "Where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)