Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 162 Call Me Husband
After Su Xiang taught Fu Ying another lesson, he thought about how to send the child back.

The child came here secretly, and the Fu family must find someone.

It's okay to send it back, but it's okay to bother Fu's family and argue with her again. What worries her even more is that Fu Ying's travel will be restricted in the future.

She had already told Fu Ying just now that if she wanted to come to her place, she could call to pick him up, or she could come by herself by bus or subway, but she must not come by taxi alone.

It's too dangerous for a child to take a taxi.

She didn't know how Fu Hanchuan taught the child, how could he let him run around like this?
After the surprise, Su Xiang was full of complaints to Fu Hanchuan.

Fu Ying glanced at Su Xiang, swayed his calf indifferently, ate an apple and said, "What's so troublesome, just call Dad and talk to him and he'll be fine."

Su Xiang held the mobile phone in his hand, and the string of numbers displayed on the screen belonged to Fu Hanchuan, but she didn't dial them out.

Su Xiang frowned and glanced at him, speaking quite simply.

She didn't want to see that person Fu Hanchuan at all, nor did she want to talk to him.

Su Xiangdao: "If he knows that you sneaked out, have you thought about how to tell him?"

Fu Ying thought of Fu Hanchuan's serious face, and his little face tensed.

Dad got mad the last time he got lost.

He scratched his ears, and quietly moved his butt towards Su Xiang. He was also afraid that he would be beaten when he went back.

Fu Ying rolled his eyes and discussed: "Just say that you picked me up, so that I won't be angry with you, how about it?"

Su Xiang was thinking about how to deal with the aftermath, but Fu Ying's words made her temporarily withdraw from her thoughts. She took a light breath and said seriously, "Who taught you that you can do this kind of transaction?"

Fu Ying pursed his mouth: "Isn't it possible?"

Aunt Chang often behaves like this to him.

Su Xiangdao: "Fu Ying, the transaction also represents the exchange of interests. Do you have an interest relationship with me?"

Fu Ying frowned, Su Xiang glanced at him, and then looked back at the phone. She was suffering from a headache, and the phone rang first. Su Xiang seemed to be holding a hot potato, and his brows frowned even tighter.

Fu Ying leaned his head to look at her mobile phone. He remembered Fu Hanchuan's mobile phone number, and after looking at it, he immediately retracted his neck, opened his eyes and looked at Su Xiang pitifully.

Those dark eyes looked like a little puppy squatting at the gate.

Su Xiang took a deep breath and picked up the phone: "It's me."

On the other end of the phone, the man's deep voice came through: "Of course I know it's you, otherwise could it be the wrong number?"

Su Xiang: "..."

The man's voice sounded again: "Is Fu Ying with you?"

The phone call was not loud, but Fu Ying pricked up his ears, and subconsciously shrank when he heard his father calling his name.

Su Xiang felt that the clothes on her side seemed to be ripped off. When she looked down, the corners of the clothes were dragged to the outside of her thighs.

She glanced at Fu Ying, and said to the phone: "Yes."

She thought for a while: "How do you know?"

Fu Hanchuan seemed to sneer, skipped the idiot question, and said in a deep voice, "I'll give you half an hour to send him home."

Su Xiang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't believe that Fu Hanchuan had such an eloquent day.

After Fu Hanchuan only said one sentence, he hung up the phone.Su Xiang stared blankly at the quiet cell phone. According to that person's temper, shouldn't he be eccentric or furious?
If I knew this earlier...

Su Xiang was eager to move, if he knew she would have let Fu Ying live here, as long as people from Fu's family delivered Fu Ying's schoolbag to school tomorrow.

However, it was obviously impossible, Fu Hanchuan was not even willing to let her meet Fu Ying.

Su Xiang narrowed his eyes, thinking about it, he felt that there was something wrong with it.

The car stopped at the villa complex on Guhua Road until it turned off.

It was less than six o'clock, but the surroundings were already pitch black, only the dim lights of the street lamps remained.

Upstairs, Fu Hanchuan was standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette. Mother Song passed the living room and glanced at the man standing on the balcony.

The generous figure was half bent, with his elbows resting casually on the balcony railing, and the thin smoke floated up one by one.

When I came back today, I didn't go into the study, but smoked on the balcony?
Since he could only see his back, he didn't know if he was worried or something else.

The young master was not at home, and he didn't hear him ask.

Mother Song thought that she probably went to the old house, so she was not in a hurry to find someone.

Mother Song walked to the balcony and asked, "Sir, dinner is ready, do you want to take it out?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't turn his head, and said, "No, it's poured."

Mother Song was stunned, her eyes widened slightly, she was old, didn't she hear it wrong?

fall down?

This was the first time in her history as a nanny.

And this master, although he has a bad temper and is difficult to get along with, he didn't particularly criticize her.

Mother Song thought she had done something wrong, and said in panic, "Sir..."

Without waiting for her to ask questions, Fu Hanchuan interrupted her impatiently: "If I tell you to fall down, you will fall down."

"Yes, sir……"

Mother Song had no choice but to follow his orders, but fortunately, there were not many meals prepared.

On the balcony, Fu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the slowly parked car downstairs.

He took a puff of the cigarette, white smoke floated from his mouth, his eyes gleamed like he was staring at prey, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

He took out his mobile phone, and in the dim light, the screen of the mobile phone lit up, making his face even more sinister.

With a cigarette in one hand, he dialed the number with the other.

As soon as Su Xiang stopped the car, her cell phone rang. She frowned slightly, and when she saw the number on it, her frown became even tighter.

She picked up the phone: "I've sent Fu Ying to him, and he will come up right away, so you don't need to rush."

On the phone, the man's voice was low and loose, and what he said was: "Su Xiang, do you think that this matter will be over if you send the child?"

Su Xiang's heart skipped a beat, sure enough, being easy to talk is not Fu Hanchuan's style.

She suppressed her temper and said, "What do you want?"

"I said, send the baby home. What do you say?"

Su Xiang clenched his fists and glanced up the building from the car window.

The building is tall, and almost every house has lights on. The view from the car windows restricts her sight. Su Xiang took a deep breath, squeezed her fingers, and gritted her teeth: "Is this necessary?"

On the other end of the phone, Fu Hanchuan's sinister voice came over: "Whether it is necessary or not depends on your reputation. If you still want to see Fu Ying in the future."

Su Xiang could almost hear his fists creaking.

Fu Hanchuan, that bastard!
After a click, Su Xiang broke the phone and inhaled in anger. On the passenger seat, Fu Ying was playing with his seat belt. When he heard Su Xiang's call ended, he looked up at her, his eyebrows frowned and his mouth opened. It seems that there is something to say.

Su Xiang calmed down, looked down and saw the little guy hesitated to speak, and asked softly: "What do you want to say?"

Fu Ying scratched his head, thought for a while and asked, "Why don't you come here?"

"It's because of that child, dad doesn't want it?"

Fu Ying asked two questions in a row, which made Su Xiang stunned.

She didn't expect that Fu Ying would ask at this time.

But these problems, she will eventually face.

Su Xiang touched his little face. The child's skin was warm and soft. She thought for a while and said, "The question you asked is a bit complicated, so if you ask me why, it is difficult for me to answer you."

"Maybe when you grow up, you understand these problems yourself."

"But Fu Ying, there are many things in this world, not just as simple as what you hear or see. Many times, you need to think with your heart."

She paused, and then continued: "So if you hear something bad about you from others, don't believe it easily."

"Otherwise... your misunderstanding will make that person very sad, you know?"

What Su Xiang said was a little profound, and she didn't know if Fu Ying could understand it.It's just that she and Fu Hanchuan's past, those entanglements of grievances and grievances cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences, nor can they be said to the child in a few words.

After getting out of the car, Su Xiang took Fu Ying's little hand and walked into the corridor.

Fu Ying thought that Su Xiang would just send him downstairs and leave like the previous few times, but he didn't expect that she would come in holding his hand.

"You want to send me up?"

"Yeah." Su Xiang squeezed his little hand, and the palm of his hand was slightly sweating.

The little guy was a little excited, and for a while he forgot the problems he was struggling with before, and didn't notice Su Xiang's strangeness.

As for Su Xiang, the closer he got to that former "home", the more nervous he became.

She never thought about stepping here again.

The elevator stopped quickly on the floor where Fu's house was located. She took another breath and led Fu Ying out of the elevator.

She tried her best to relax herself, but looking at the door in front of her, her chest and heart couldn't stop contracting.

Fu Ying ran over when he was a few steps away from the door, naively thinking that with his mother around, someone would cover him and he would not be scolded by his father.

The little guy tiptoed to press the password. Mother Song came out when she heard a voice from the door. When she saw Su Xiang standing outside the door, she froze and blurted out: "Madam..."

We haven't seen each other for three years. Mother Song has always missed Su Xiang very much. When she met Su Xiang suddenly, her excited voice changed in the moment.

As long as Su Xiang has lived here, so long has Mother Song stayed here.She witnessed all the joys, sorrows and joys of Su Xiang after she became the wife of this family.

When Su Xiang sent Fu Ying home, he actually met Song's mother once or twice, but he didn't dare to come out to meet her.

She pulled the corners of her lips and hugged Song's mother: "Song's mother..."

Mother Song was stunned when she heard her speak, and looked at her in astonishment: "Madam, you..."

At this time, a cool male voice suddenly sounded: "You masters and servants love each other deeply, is there any end?"

Upon hearing this, Mother Song quickly took a step back to let Su Xiang in. Su Xiang frowned, suppressing all the emotions in her heart and entering through the door.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her feet, and without looking at Su Xiang again, he turned to look at Fu Ying and said coldly, "Come here."

Fu Ying pursed his mouth, followed behind him with his head down.

In the living room, Fu Hanchuan was sitting on the sofa, and the little guy was standing in front of him, his little hands scratching the back of his neck for a while, and pulling his pants for a while.

"Who made you run away from home?"

"dad……"

He didn't run away from home, he went out to explore.

But before Fu Ying could say anything, the man came down with another reproach: "Do you not have a long memory for what happened last time?"

Fu Ying was attacked by him, and he glanced at the man's dark face, and his eyes began to drop beans. The little guy looked at Su Xiang begging for help, but was pulled by Fu Hanchuan with his big hand, and scolded: "Stand up for me!" .”

"Tell me, how did you get there?"

Aside from the matter of Fu Ying running to find Su Xiang, this is not the first time he has left the adult's sight without permission. If he does not warn, this child will be even more courageous and lawless.

Fu Ying rubbed his eyes and said in a crying voice, "Take the car."

"What car?"

Su Xiang stood aside, watching Fu Hanchuan scold his son.

She had already educated Fu Ying about running around without permission, and she didn't want to see how he taught her son.She said, "he's here to see me. I've already told him. Is that all right? "

As soon as Su Xiang opened his mouth, the man looked up at her coldly, and said, "Go back to the room and face the wall and think about it, don't come out."

The words were for Fu Ying. The little guy didn't dare to talk back to him at this time, so he went to the room obediently.

Su Xiang looked at the man's cold eyes, she knew too well what his eyes meant.

Before he got into trouble, she pinched her fingers slightly, raised her chin and said, "I've already sent Fu Ying to him. Please don't make things difficult for Mr. Fu and prevent me from meeting him."

The man snorted coldly: "Mr. Fu?"

Su Xiang pursed his lips and said nothing, turned his head away, and there was silence in the air.

One second, two seconds, time ticks by.

Seeing that the battle seemed to be on the line again, Mother Song tactfully backed away.

At this time, there was a rustling sound in the air.Fu Hanchuan stood up, his tall figure blocked the light in front of Su Xiang, casting a huge shadow.

Su Xiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his chin was pinched and forced to turn his head. The man in front of him had no expression on his face, and those dark eyes were bottomless.

"If you say sir, I can still understand that you are calling me husband, but you, Mr. Fu... are you trying to distance yourself from me?"

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward, touching her body with his toes touching hers.

"Shall I tell you, who am I?"

From such a close distance, Su Xiang could clearly smell the faint smell of tobacco on his body, and could also clearly feel his warm breath spraying on her face.

His eyes were evil and angry, and his calloused fingers tightened again and again, causing her to frown in pain.

"Su Xiang, do you think I don't know that you are the one who picked up Fu Ying these days?"

"If I hadn't turned a blind eye, do you think you could do it?"

"As you said, I'm still your man, so you can bring him lunch and pick him up from school."

"Do you think I will let an irrelevant person come into contact with my son?"

As the man said each sentence, Su Xiang's heart was beating in his chest.

She was not surprised by what Fu Hanchuan said.

If he hadn't let go, Fu Ying would not have been able to walk home by himself, and she would have no chance to pick up the child.

It's just that she couldn't bear it...

Su Xiang's hanging hand clenched tightly, and couldn't help but push his hand away.

That push was hard, and he successfully pushed his hand away. Su Xiang touched his chin, and said coldly: "It's just a couple in my legal name. If you're not happy with me calling you that, you can also be called Fu Hanchuan." .”

"It's just that based on our current relationship, there's really no need to pretend to be intimate, and don't make it too ugly."

She glanced at Fu Ying's children's room, she didn't want her children to see it.

"I have already sent the person back, so I won't occupy your place."

After Su Xiang put down her words, she turned around and was about to leave. The man was behind her, and a cold voice fell.

"stop."

Su Xiang paused, turned his head to look over, and saw the man covering his stomach and frowning, saying, "Go cook."

Su Xiang froze there, did she hear correctly?

She looked at the stomach he was clutching, remembering that Fu Hanchuan had a stomach problem.

But with Mama Song at home, how could there be no dinner prepared at home?

In the guest room, Song's mother quietly listened to the movement outside the door. She couldn't hear what was said outside, but when she heard the word "cooking", her mouth opened.

Sir, what does this mean?

In the living room, Fu Hanchuan glared at Su Xiang and said, "What are you still doing?"

He also took a look at Fu Ying's children's room: "You just sent Fu Ying here at this time, has he eaten?"

Su Xiang was speechless.

When Fu Ying was with her, he sent her back without having time to eat.But Su Xiang still maintains his original thinking, there is Song Ma at home, and this time is just for dinner, why do you ask her to cook dinner?

She's not the babysitter here.

What is this all about...

But considering Fu Ying, Su Xiang endured it and went into the kitchen to take a look.

In the trash can, rice and vegetables were mixed together and soaked in fish head soup. There was still a layer of heat floating on it, and the oil hadn't solidified yet.

A man's voice came from behind: "It was overnight."

After the man finished speaking, he left the kitchen.

Su Xiang glanced at his back, went to the refrigerator and opened it.

There are a lot of seasonings in the huge double-door refrigerator, but there are not many ingredients that can be used.

The Fu family has a small population, and Song's mother purchases few ingredients, basically only buying the same day, and today is the time to empty the refrigerator.

Su Xiang took a breath, and took two slices of scallion pancakes, a handful of lettuce, two eggs, bacon, cheese, a pack of instant noodles, and two oranges from the refrigerator.

This has all the available ingredients in the fridge.

She also didn't know when instant noodles started to be prepared in the refrigerator of Fu's family, but she could only make do with it.

She boiled water in one pan and fried finger cakes in the other.

Outside the kitchen door, Fu Hanchuan put his hands in his pockets, listening to the sound inside, his eyes softened slightly.

This kitchen used to be her world, and she could eat things made by her every day...

After a few minutes, Fu's restaurant.

Fu Hanchuan and Fu Ying sat face to face, looking at the instant noodles wrapped in finger cakes in front of him, the cheese on the ice skin melted slightly, and there was a faint smell of scallion oil.

And a plate of sliced ​​oranges in the center of the table.

Fu Ying looked up at Fu Hanchuan: "Father, what is this?"

Su Xiang left after finishing this simple dinner.

Fu Hanchuan said indifferently: "Dinner."

Fu Ying has never even eaten instant noodles, and has always eaten normal food, and the school cafeteria does not make such strange things.

Looking at the strange cake, he couldn't take his mouth off.

"Dad, did Mom really make this?"

"..."

"Dad, Mom's lunch is much better than this. I also had chestnut chicken this afternoon, and..."

Fu Hanchuan squeezed the knife and fork, listened to his son's chatter, and said coldly: "What are you talking about so much nonsense for eating?"

"Oh..." Fu Ying pouted and began to eat obediently.

At this time, Mama Song had already come out of the guest room, watching the new-style finger cakes, she thought it was quite interesting.

Fu Hanchuan gave her a cold look: "Why are there so few things in the refrigerator?"

A dinner was finished in a few minutes, and the woman didn't stay for another minute, she put down the plate and left, as if there was a nail piercing her foot here.

Mother Song is also very innocent. She obviously prepared a hot dinner, but he ordered it to be poured.

She said: "The ingredients are prepared too much, and they will not be fresh after two days."

In the past, when my wife was at home, she bought the freshest vegetables from the suburban market, especially fish, shrimp and river seafood. She never kept them in the refrigerator overnight.

Fu Ying rolled up the instant noodles with a fork by himself. The little guy ate it for the first time and found it quite amusing: "Mother Song, why are the noodles curled like hair?"

Song's mother laughed and said, "That's instant noodles. The wife downstairs gave it to her, saying it's a new type of ramen."

Song's mother has been working as a nanny in this community for a long time, and she has a good relationship with other residents in this building, and she will say hello when she meets them.

Fu Hanchuan closed his eyes and said, "It's all right, you go and tidy up the kitchen."

Mother Song said "Hey" and went to the kitchen, and the voice of the man behind her continued: "Prepare more refrigerators in the future."

Before Mother Song could agree, the man changed her mind again: "Forget it, let's stick to the original habit."

That woman, if she can come once, she may not be willing to come again in the future.

Before Su Xiang left, he only said one word to him.

She said: "Fu Hanchuan, your mother told me to stay away from you..."

Late at night, Fu Hanchuan was sitting in the study room, holding a cigarette in his hand. The white smoke rose straight up and spread out, so there was a faint smell of tar in the air.

The big white cat curled up into a ball and lay on his lap to sleep. The man's big hand stroked it once and for all. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the computer screen. He didn't know what he was thinking, but those eyes were shining with coldness.

And Su Xiang has already returned to Xiangyuan.

After washing, she lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open.

A lot of things happened today, from the tough fight with Mrs. Zhuo Ya to the sudden appearance of Fu Ying, and then to Fu Hanchuan after that, she was a little overwhelmed and her mind was in chaos.

The mobile phone on the bedside table rang twice, Su Xiang looked up and grabbed the mobile phone.

A message was sent: Are you asleep?
(End of this chapter)