Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 191 If you belong to me, Fu Hanchuan, you will never escape
This time, Su Xiang quickly lowered his head, and without giving the two parties a chance to look at each other, he took off his seat belt.

After getting off the car, Su Xiang raised his foot and walked forward, not intending to enter the private theater in front.

Here, she had been here, with him.

With one stride of Fu Hanchuan's long legs, he easily caught up with her and stood in front of her.

The two stood facing each other, Su Xiang said: "I don't want to watch a movie, I have to go back."

After all, she bypassed him and wanted to stop the car on the side of the road.Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, didn't stop her, and put his fingers into the pocket of the windbreaker casually.

He is tall and handsome. He is dressed in a black windbreaker and black suit. Standing on the side of the road is a scenic spot. Even at night, he still attracts a lot of attention.

But he didn't care, he looked at the road with his faint eyes, then lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

The orange sparks were blown bright by the wind, and the smoke was blown away as soon as it rose.

Holding the cigarette between his slender fingertips, he tilted his head to look at Su Xiang, seeing her shivering in the wind.

When Su Xiang came out of the hotel, he was supposed to drive back to Xiangyuan. Even if he wasn't home yet, at least he was in the warm car.

She glared at the man angrily, sobbing, just let it die.

Seeing her resentful gaze, Fu Hanchuan twitched the corners of his lips slightly, sucked in his thin lips, and exhaled a puff of smoke, his bright black eyes flashed with a faint playful light.

Su Xiang wrapped up his coat, shrunk his neck and turned around vigorously, never wanting to see him again.

After waiting for a while, the car didn't come, Su Xiang was wearing only a few clothes, so cold that he couldn't stand it, he sniffed and buried his head forward, planning to wait for the car while walking.

Following her unhurriedly, gusts of wind blew the smell of his smoke over.

The sound of pattering footsteps made Su Xiang feel more and more disturbed. She paused and turned around suddenly: "Can you let me go?"

"I don't want to have any more relationship with you, I don't want to be scolded by people poking my spine, I don't want to be thought that the only thing I, Su Xiang, has been doing in my life is how to seduce you!"

The wind blew her hair into disorder, and her fair face looked even brighter in the dark night. Even her expression became more vivid against the black background, tearing her calm mask apart.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her, and said lightly: "You have vented, are you comfortable?"

In the hotel box, she was holding her breath, she pretended to be the elegant and generous of those socialites, she talked about the scene, secretly ranting against Mrs. Zhuo Ya, she was so calm.

And now Su Xiang, who is noisy and loses her temper, is the one.

Su Xiang was taken aback, as if her anger just now was just playing with a child's temper.

She brushed her hair behind her ears carelessly, took a deep breath and said, "Fu Hanchuan, I'm not losing my temper."

"That's right, I married into your Fu's family before, so I had to suffer. But now, I don't have to."

"I'm looking for a better life, I don't want to go back to the past!"

Su Xiang's eyes turned slightly red.Every time she got a little closer to him, her life would turn into a mess.She is always being scolded by people. Every time something happens, she is the first one to be picked out and scolded.

Even if she made a clarification, words like "unscrupulous" and "high climbing" have always surrounded her.

In the eyes of those people, she is not even considered a "beauty", but she is a complete "disaster".

In the eyes of those people, even breathing the air under the same sky as him was her fault.

"Didn't you see how she humiliated me?"

"Fu Hanchuan, you are so superior, why do you insist on getting along with me, why do you insist on me, a woman who is not good enough for you!"

Fu Hanchuan pursed his thin lips, and took two steps forward until he was in front of her.

Compared with Su Xiang's excitement, his expression was indifferent.He looked down at her indifferently, and said, "I said before, you are the one who started the game, and it's up to you to end it at the end. If you want to pull away, it's impossible."

He said cruel words, put his palm on her back, and with a little force, he brought her into his chest.

As her forehead rested on his chest, he looked up at the night sky.

The bright moon shines in the sky, and the moonlight is cold.

The pressure on his chest made his heartbeat calm down, and somewhere at the apex of his heart, he felt a little sore.

"Su Xiang, if you fall under my name, Fu Hanchuan, you will never be able to escape..."

"Heaven and earth, you are my woman, Fu Hanchuan, no matter how painful you are, you can't get rid of it."

"It was you who provoked me first..."

"You can only suffer, everything..."

A sentence of slow words fell low from the top of her head, like a hammer, hitting her heart one by one, like iron rods nailed down, forming a cage around her heart .

Su Xiang grabbed the clothes on his chest, whimpered, and his arms gathered even more, wrapping her around his chest, tightening it inch by inch, as if he wanted to rub her into the bones.

……

In the movie theater, it was still the small bag hall.

A man and a woman sat on the circular lovers' seat, and the cod set menu that had just been delivered was placed on the glass tea table in front.

There was an old-fashioned movie, a Hong Kong comedy, which was said to have gathered the most popular young actors and actresses of that era, but the two people sitting on the sofa were not smiling.

The man pulled the plate of cod over to the woman, cut a piece and brought it to the woman's lips, "You want to feed it?"

Su Xiang glanced at him, grabbed the fork from his hand and ate it by himself.

Fu Hanchuan tilted his body, leaning one arm on the armrest to watch her eat.He said: "You didn't eat anything in the hotel before, don't think that you can't eat enough when you are with me. Others think I can't afford you. "

It seems that as long as the two of them go out to eat, there will be no beginning and end, and every time they are halfway there, they will break up unhappy.

Su Xiang was chewing on the tender cod fillet, but didn't talk to him.

She ate very quickly, and the set meal was gone in a while.

She wiped her lips with a tissue and took a sip of lemonade.

The movie theater was well heated, and the body was warm after eating and drinking enough, and the airtight environment also kept the breath of the two of them here.With every breath he took, there was a faint smell of smoke on his body.

Every character in the movie is exaggerated, if there is no such person, she may laugh and feel better when watching it.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the man leaning on the sofa, his eyes closed as if he had fallen asleep, and the sound of his steady breathing filled the air.

Su Xiang froze for a moment, he actually fell asleep?

It seems that before, when the two came here, he just slept quietly for a while.

She looked at his slightly frowned brows, Fu Hanchuan had a high position and authority, and with a business as big as Fu's, the end of each year was his busiest time.

Su Xiang pursed her lower lip slightly, and stood up lightly, ready to leave. Just as she was half-squatting and half-standing, the man's cold voice suddenly sounded: "Where are you going?"

Su Xiang looked back at him, the color of the screen fell on his face, his face was expressionless, he didn't find it interesting at all, his eyes were clear, there was no trace of just waking up, he was just resting his mind.

She said, "I really should go back."

The man sat up and looked her up and down.

In the past, both of them would change into comfortable and fluffy nightgowns to relax when they entered here, but this time, Su Xiang didn't move at all, everything was intact from inside to outside, and he could leave at any time.

Fu Hanchuan remained silent, pursing his thin lips to show his displeasure, but he did not take any action.

Su Xiang didn't say anything, and walked towards the door.

The door closed, and only the man was left in the private room.

The light of the movie screen was projected on his face, his face was gloomy, and the palms resting on his knees were slowly clenched.

Outside, Su Xiang stood on the steps, and the cold wind blew, cooling the warmth brought from the private room.

Her shoulders drooped slightly, and there was an indescribable feeling of suffocation in her heart.

Without looking back, she picked up her steps and walked down the steps slowly.

A taxi stopped by the side of the road, a couple came out of the car, hooked their shoulders and walked in talking and laughing. Su Xiang just got in.

The driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "Where are you going?"

Su Xiang turned her face sideways, and looked away from the direction of the cinema, she said: "Huainan Road, Shengxi Hotel."

Go back there and drive back to Xiangyuan.

The wheels rolled, and the scenery in front of me also moved.

Su Xiang leaned against the back seat, passing by the place where he was pressing her brutally, those words rang in his mind again.

She tightened her fingers, shook her head vigorously, and waved her hand casually while sitting on her side. When she touched something, she picked it up and saw it was a heart-shaped stack of hundred-yuan bills.

These days, there are still people who use this old-fashioned way to courtship.

Su Xiang looked back, probably the couple who left behind just now.

She didn't ask the driver to reverse the car, but put the heart back in place.

If the next passenger has a heart, maybe he can get this heart. If it is a couple, that's even better.

It can be regarded as a relay of love.

When I got off the car, the hotel in front of me was brightly lit. At this time, Xiao Deng should have arranged for the youth group to go back.

Su Xiang put her hands in her pockets and walked slowly towards the parking lot. She was alone, and the sound of her footsteps seemed to be amplified many times in the open space.

At this time, a deep and cold voice sounded from her side.

"How did you get back by taxi, where did you go?"

Su Xiang paused, turned around and saw Qi Lingyang standing by the car looking at her.

Su Xiang's heart shrank suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the taxi that was about to disappear into the night.

In just a short while, Qi Lingyang had already walked in front of her, his warm eyes fell on her face, as if examining every inch of her skin.

Su Xiangdao: "Why did you come here suddenly?"

Qi Lingyang said: "Xiao Deng said he couldn't find you, so he called me in case something happened to you."

Calm words, but his voice was suppressed, with a hint of panic.

When Su Xiang was dragged away by Pei Xian to meet Fu Hanchuan alone, she didn't have time to say anything to Xiao Deng.Afterwards, Mrs. Zhuo Ya suddenly came over again, and a series of things happened, resulting in Su Xiang not calling Xiao Deng.

Tonight's banquet was mixed again, so Xiao Deng naturally became very vigilant on such an occasion.She hadn't seen Su Xiang come back for a long time, and when she asked Pei Xian, he babbled again. Until the end of the show, Xiao Deng didn't see Su Xiang, so she called Qi Lingyang in a hurry.

Facing those gentle eyes, Su Xiang tugged sadly in his heart.

She squeezed a smile and said, "It's nothing, I went out for a while."

"what's up?"

Su Xiang pursed her lips, her smile slowly fell, and finally the corners of her lips were forced to bend, and her eyelids drooped.

Seeing her expression, Qi Lingyang understood what was going on.

The fingers of the hanging hand beside him were clenched one by one.

Under the guise of a celebration banquet, Fu Hanchuan created an opportunity to forcefully meet her!

Su Xiang lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression, but he saw his fingers.She said softly, "Qi Lingyang, nothing happened."

She lightly tapped his raised fist bone with her fingers: "It's nothing..."

It's just that the man said something outrageous and gave a suffocating hug.

Her throat rolled up and down, and the surging heart sea tried to calm down.

No matter how painful and difficult it was, she didn't want to go back and live that life without dignity.

No matter how difficult the road is, she can always go on.

Qi Lingyang's whole body was tense, and the anger in his heart surged up. He wanted to fight with that person, and warned him not to provoke Su Xiang again. Lowering his eyelids, he saw a finger half-tucked in her sleeve, and the fire that ignited in his heart was extinguished strangely.

Her fingertips were cold, not warm.

Qi Lingyang let go of his palm, and when she retracted her hand, he held hers.

With Wen Liang's hand in his palm, he frowned and said, "Why is it so cold?"

Su Xiang sneezed, shook his head and said, "It's too cold."

There was still some way to the parking lot, Qi Lingyang frowned and glanced at her, took off his coat and wrapped it around her body: "Don't worry about the car, just let the people from the hotel drive it back tomorrow."

He pulled her to his car and turned up the temperature inside the car.

When he returned to Xiangyuan, he personally cooked the dispelling cold soup and watched her drink it before he felt relieved.

Su Xiang watched him busy and said, "Leave me alone, I can take care of myself."

When Pearl woke up, she didn't know when she ran out of the room, and sat sleepily on the steps of the stairs. As soon as the two looked up, they saw the little girl sitting there, looking at them.

Su Xiang put down the water glass and walked towards her: "Pearl, why did you wake up?"

Seeing Su Xiang approaching, Pearl obediently opened her small hand to hug her, resting her chin on her shoulder: "Ma Ma, I want to..."

Su Xiang was busy these days, so he didn't hug her much. The little girl missed her, and woke up when she heard the voice downstairs.

She looked at Qi Lingyang, and stretched her fingers to grab him, as if she wanted to grab him too: "Papa..."

Qi Lingyang's expression was always a little subtle, as if he was tense, but when he saw Pearl calling him, his displeasure was completely relieved, and he walked over.

Seeing that her parents were both by her side, Pearl laughed, two small dimples appeared on her small face, she kissed this one and the other, showing the sweetness of the little padded jacket.

It has been a long time since Qi Lingyang moved out of Xiangyuan.

Qi Lingyang glanced at Su Xiang who was hugging his daughter, only at this time could he truly let go of his heart.

She still belongs here.

After teasing Pearl for a while, Su Xiang sent her back to the room, Pearl still refused to sleep, holding an adult's finger in one hand, Qi Lingyang hugged her and told stories, and then she slowly fell asleep.

After sending Qi Lingyang away, the whole room was quiet.

The choreography for the finals had already been prepared, and it was still a little short of completion. Su Xiang couldn't sleep at this time, so he went to the studio to do the final finishing touches.Just when she finished the last stroke and was about to call it a day, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest, which caused her back to arch.

That burst of pain came and went quickly, Su Xiang clutched his chest, feeling a sudden uneasiness in his heart.

A pair of cold eyes flashed across my mind, and a deep voice sounded: No matter how painful it is, you can't get rid of it...

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Chang Yan's car was parked not far from the private cinema, and she saw Fu Hanchuan hugging Su Xiang forcefully on the road, and also saw him entering the cinema with Su Xiang in his arms.

In the hotel, Fu Hanchuan's cold war made Mrs. Zhuo Ya angry. At that time, Chang Yan left the box with Mrs. Zhuo Ya.

The party of those rich wives was not over yet, Madam Zhuo Ya was in a bad mood, so she asked the driver to drive the car over to go back, Chang Yan made an excuse to say hello to those wives before leaving, and stayed.

During this split minute, she saw Fu Hanchuan coming out of the box and going to the parking lot, and she saw everything.

What they did for that half hour in the cinema, she didn't know.

She should have left here, but the stubbornness in her heart made her choose to stay here, waiting for when they would come out.

When she saw Su Xiang coming out alone, she should have left, but she still chose to stay, and wanted to know what kind of expression he had when he came out alone.

Fu Hanchuan didn't come out until all the movies had been screened. By then, another hour had passed.

Chang Yan looked at the man standing on the steps lighting a cigarette, with a wry smile on her lips.

She is willing to accompany him, no matter when, no matter how long.

When Fu Hanchuan was in the private room, he drank a lot of wine by himself, and when he lit a cigarette, the light was not right. His body shook slightly, and he felt that everything in front of him was shaking.

Even the moonlight in the sky was dangling.

There was a wall behind him, and he leaned back. At this moment, a pair of hands stretched out from the side, and took his lighter. With a click, the flame lighted up again, and the woman's face looked soft and beautiful under the light.

Fu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her, his mind full of alcohol became confused for a moment.

He glanced ahead, then turned his head to look at the woman beside him.

The fire was bright, and the woman's shiny face was right in front of her eyes.

He raised his hand and suddenly held her hand: "You..."

The woman only felt that the back of her hand was hot, which was the temperature from his body.She was startled, her heart pounding.

The flame of the lighter went out, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

Fu Hanchuan held that hand, closed his eyes forcefully and shook his head, and when he opened them again, the figure was still there.

Not a phantom brought on by fire.

It's just that the figure kept shaking, he couldn't see clearly, couldn't see clearly...

Fu Hanchuan reached out, held the woman's head and said, "Don't move."

Chang Yan's face was held by him, and the whole face was also stained with the scorching temperature of his palm, and her skin turned red.Her eyes were slightly shy: "Han Chuan, what are you doing, let me go."

Although it was a cold winter night, it was already the end of the year, and many people came and went on the road.

Chang Yan was not used to being held in the face like this in public, so she gently shook her head, and in the next second, she was hugged into a warm embrace.

With a low and sexy drunken voice, the man said, "Don't go..."

Chang Yan stood there in a daze, half of her heart was scorching hot, and the other half was icy cold.

Her eye sockets became hot, but her face was indifferent.

She longed to be embraced by him, to feel his warmth, to feel every ounce of his strength, and she knew clearly that she was not the one who told him not to leave.

She was just the wrong person when he was drunk.

Chang Yan raised her arm stiffly, wrapped it around his waist, and said softly: "Han Chuan, you are drunk."

Her shoulders sank, and she felt his head resting on her shoulders, and there was a strong smell of alcohol in his nostrils.

At such a close distance, she could even feel the warmth from his cheeks on her neck.

She glanced at him sideways. Under the broad forehead, there were his eyebrows painted in thick ink, a high nose bridge, and a pair of eyes that were never warm.

His gaze is always sharp, making her dare not look at him for more than three seconds, and only at this time, she can be so close to him and look at him so unscrupulously.

And he was so relaxed at this moment, did he... Did he regard her as that woman?
Chang Yan blinked her sour eyes, and suppressed the choking in her throat: "I...I'll take you back..."

She turned her head and glanced at the gate of the theater next to her, and half-armed and half-supported the person in.

The waiter at the front desk saw her struggling with a big drunk man, and wanted to help him send him to the box, but she refused.

"No, I can do it."

It took her a lot of effort to send him into the box.

This is a box full of romantic atmosphere, with a flower wall and flower ceiling, and the projection lamp in the middle of the ceiling creates the feeling of flower rain.

In this private room, there is also a large circular love seat, on which a pair of dolls are placed.

Chang Yan had no intention of admiring the romance here, she pulled the pair of dolls down with one free hand, and placed Fu Hanchuan on the sofa, her back was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Fu Hanchuan slightly opened his eyes, looked at the flowers above his head, and was dazed for a while, where is this?

His eyes moved slightly, and he saw the woman in front took off her coat, revealing her slender back.

He stood up supporting his heavy body.

Chang Yan was sweating, and just as she took off her coat, a pair of arms behind her suddenly embraced her, and the man's deep and mellow voice whispered in her ear: "Su Xiang..."

The coat fell silently on the carpet.

Chang Yan twitched her eyelashes, feeling the warmth of the man from behind against her back, and the strength of him hugging her tightly.

That's just a dirty woman, is it worth his thinking so much?

(End of this chapter)