Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 246 Here, This Is For You
Su Xiang smiled, his eyes fell on the box, and he looked at Fu Ying's expression expectantly.

Fu Ying put the gift box on the table, pinched the ribbon with his small hands, and Pei Xian, who was not far away, saw the crowds and followed him: "What are you doing?"

There was a slender arm hanging in his arm, Su Xiang looked over for a moment, and the woman greeted with a smile: "Hello."

Although the woman was smiling, she didn't know that it was because of her cold demeanor, that smile also looked cold, but her voice was very nice.

Su Xiang remembered that Pei Xian and Dr. Qiao were a couple, and he didn't know what happened to them, but they broke up.

Mo Feitong was also in a daze, so he went out to pick up someone, but Pei Xian invited someone to come.He knew this girl, now the singer Yanling who is in the sky, in the past, Pei Xian recommended her to Fu's travel show, and now she is a goddess-level figure.

Mo Feitong scratched his forehead, and glanced at Pei Xian strangely. Fortunately, Qiao Ying didn't come, otherwise... He thought about it, and there seemed to be no other consequences. Both of them are so cold, what else can they do? .

However, it's not a serious banquet, it's just Fu Ying's birthday, so is it necessary to invite a female companion?
Mo Feitong turned slightly to the side, and introduced in a low voice next to Su Xiang: "Her name is Yanling, from Peixian Company."

Su Xiang has an impression of this person. When Fu Hanchuan chose the image ambassador, she was also among them.When she fought with Lu Weiqi, she also supported her on the Internet, so Su Xiang still has a good impression of her.

Su Xiang nodded to Yan Ling: "I remember you."

Yan Ling smiled, stood beside Pei Xian quietly and didn't say much, Pei Xian lifted her chin towards Fu Ying and said, "Are you unwrapping presents?"

The atmosphere was interrupted, Fu Ying withdrew his hand, and turned to Pei and Mo: "Uncle Pei, Uncle Mo, where is my birthday present?"

Mo Feitong rolled his eyes angrily: "Stinky boy, you can't even look at it." Just like his stingy old man.

He turned to Su Xiang and said, "The eighth day of August, my birthday, I want the same one."

Su Xiang was stunned for a moment, and reluctantly said: "I'm afraid you won't be able to use it at that time..."

Mo Feitong: "Why can't you use it anymore? Your vision is fine." He didn't stay long, and pointed forward, "The birthday party has started, let's go."

……

It was already getting dark, and there were still many employees working overtime in the Fu's Building. There were lights from the windows on the floors, which echoed a series of street lights on the road downstairs. The whole building seemed to be covered by a layer of black velvet. There was a serious air.

The wind blew the trees and swayed them. When Qiao Shen got off the car, he looked back at the swaying branches behind him and sighed softly.

Today is the birthday of the young master of the Fu family, but the boss is working overtime here. To put it more grandly, it is to create a bigger business empire as a gift. To put it more down-to-earth, he is avoiding someone.

Qiao looked down at the boxed lunch in his hand. This is heaven and earth...

In the president's office, Fu Hanchuan's sharp eyes were fixed on the data on the computer screen, and at the same time he was typing on the laptop beside him.

The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up to his elbows, the famous watch on his wrist gleamed silvery under the light, a cigarette was held between his slender fingers, a single column of smoke curled up, he looked very busy.

He paused for a while, as if he was confused by something, his eyes switched between the two computers, he raised his hand habitually, and when his thin lips were slightly parted to cover the cigarette holder, "cough cough..." he coughed twice , He narrowed his eyebrows and glanced at the cigarette, frowning.

Just in time, Qiao Shen pushed the door open and came in: "Boss Fu, I brought the dinner here, and it's still hot."

Fu Hanchuan looked up at him, reached out and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, stood up, walked to the sofa and sat down. Qiao Shen had already put the lunch box on the tea table, and packed three dishes and one soup in the box. It's still delicious, but the people who eat it don't have much appetite.

Fu Hanchuan picked up the chopsticks and put them down. Qiao Shen took a look, and said at the right time: "Mr. Fu, Young Master Fu Ying's birthday party should start at this time. If you want to go there, there is still time."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, stood up and walked back to the desk, Qiao looked down at the untouched food, and sighed again.

Fu Hanchuan took a cigarette out of the cigarette box, and coughed again when lighting it up, Qiao Shen couldn't stand it anymore, and boldly persuaded him: "Mr. .”

Fu Hanchuan took a puff of cigarette, white mist sprayed out from his thin lips, and said lightly, "You should get off work first."

Seeing his cold expression, Qiao Shen continued to devote himself to work, so he retreated silently.This has been the case for the past two days, and he can't persuade anything.

Mrs. Fu's work is endless, plus she has to deal with Mrs. Zhuo Ya's aftermath, the workload is even more onerous.If he still talked about it in the past, but now he is completely using work to vent, which makes people worry.

Qiao Shen gently closed the door, and his monotonous footsteps sounded in the corridor.

In the office, Fu Hanchuan squeezed his forehead, staring at the large expanse of glass with cold eyes, the outside of the window was already dark and steep, and every building that stood in a row was full of bright lights. The distance makes people feel even more lonely.

Fu Hanchuan sat there swallowing his clouds, and pressed his finger on the phone on the table, tapping it lightly...

In the suburban villa, because the party was held in the open air, a brazier was added around to keep warm. Sparks jumped out from the firewood, and the flames were long, blending with the surrounding black night.

As soon as the party started, a lively song and dance troupe came out first. A few actors in doll costumes came to a song and dance drama. Could it be that Tong specially invited them to perform, but unfortunately there were too few audiences, and the staff of the villa were just like that. A few, Fu Ying watched the performance on the stage speechlessly, he had stopped watching such childish things for a long time.

Fortunately, Lian Liang still saved face, and happily talked to Fu Ying. Mo Feitong looked at the stage, turned his head to look at the two people sitting opposite him, and then looked at Su Xiang. He kicked her lightly with his toe under the table. Suddenly, Su Xiang turned his head, Mo Feitong winked at her, then stood up, and walked to a quiet place behind.

Su Xiang glanced at him, then stood up and went over. Mo Feitong stood in front of the pond with his hands in his pockets. As soon as Su Xiang passed by, he said, "The night before yesterday, Young Master Fu was very drunk. Sent to me. I've never seen him so drunk, as if he's dead drunk."

Su Xiang didn't expect him to mention that person, and didn't know how to speak up, so he kept silent.

Mo Feitong turned his head to look at her, and seeing her gloomy expression, he was even more sure that something happened that day.He turned his head away and changed the subject: "I heard that Su Run was sent to the Qi family's old house. What's going on? Why don't you let him stay in the hospital?"

Su Xiang opened his lips, and Mo Feitong added: "I don't care that you didn't discuss it with me, it's just that it's weird. If you don't want to talk, then forget it."

Su Xiang said: "There's nothing I can't say about this matter. Qi Lingyang thinks that sending Su Run to the old house will make it easier for me to check the matter because Uncle Qi is there."

"Check things?" Mo Feitong frowned and turned to look at her, "You mean, about your throat?"

Su Xiang looked at the quiet pond in front of him. The side of the pond was paved with pebbles, and a landscape lamp was embedded in the middle, emitting a faint white light. When the wind blew past, ripples like fish scales appeared on the water surface, just like her settled mood , when it was mentioned at this time, the sour and bitter taste reappeared.

"Hmm..." Su Xiang nodded, and crossed his arms. Could it be that he read it in a book, saying that when a person crosses his arms, he is protecting himself subconsciously, which is a self-defense mechanism.

On this early spring night, Mo Feitong couldn't tell whether it was because of the cold or some kind of self-defense mechanism.

Mo Feitong beckoned to a passing staff member, asked someone to bring a charcoal basin, and moved two chairs over. There were not only cushions but also blankets on the chairs. Two sweet potatoes were placed on the side of the charcoal basin, he asked Su Xiang to sit down too, and asked, "Then, what did you find out?"

Su Xiang wrapped the blanket around his body, looked at the flames in the charcoal basin and said, "Got it..."

She only said she knew, but didn't talk about the past, presumably she didn't want to mention it again, could it be that Tong looked at her: "It's not good?"

Su Xiang hummed: "Thank you, Mo Feitong." She turned her head to look at him and smiled, but Mo Feitong could see her bitterness in her eyes, and wanted to know what happened, but The spoken word has become another sentence.

He said: "Since you have found out, let it go. It is not good to know some secrets."

"Yes..." Su Xiang sighed, stretched his legs and looked up at the sky.The sparks crackled, rose up but extinguished in mid-air, and could not be eternal with those star brilliance.

Mo Feitong turned the sweet potato over with a poker, and suddenly said, "Young Master Fu...he told me the other day that he asked me to celebrate Fu Ying's birthday, and that he would work overtime at the company."

Su Xiang was silent, stretched out his hands in front of the brazier to keep warm, Could Feitong turn to her and said, "Is it really impossible for you and him?"

Su Xiang's hand was too close to the brazier, and she quickly retracted her fingers when they were hot. She turned to look at Mo Feitong: "What did you say?"

Mo Feitong glanced at her fingers, this way of evading the problem was too low.He said: "Forget it, your thoughts are too deep, and I can't ask anything. However, Fu Shao was really sad that day."

"Su Xiang, I know that you have always been tolerant and tolerant to others. When I treated you like that, you still came to save me regardless of your life, and you also..."

"I don't want to speak for him. After all, he found out what he is like now. But Su Xiang, it's not easy for him. He is in Fu's house, and in that position...he really wants to reconcile with you , Chang Yan has been waiting for him for so many years, he could have been with her long ago, and there is no need to be so tired."

Mo Feitong took out a bunch of things from his pocket, and asked Su Xiang to stretch out his hand. Su Xiang spread his palms, and Mo Feitong put the things in her palm, and said: "I picked this up on the ground, his things .”

He patted her on the shoulder and stood up: "It's okay to be angry, you can even let Mrs. Zhuo Ya and Chang Yan go..." After saying this, he turned and left.

With the rustling sound of footsteps stepping on the lawn behind him, Su Xiang looked at the thing in his hand with the firelight, it was a crumpled ball of paper, the golden light flickered, and there seemed to be withered petals in the middle.

Su Xiang unfolded the ball of paper, 1314, and a rose petal.

Su Xiang looked at the thing silently, his throat rolled down, and when the wind blew past, the charcoal fire was blown vigorously, and the golden light shone even brighter, so bright and dazzling, Su Xiang closed his palm suddenly, and the corners of the card poked in his palm, as if It seemed to poke her heart, making her unable to calm down.

A beautiful singing voice came from not far away, and Yan Ling's singing voice was passionate: "...let/it/go, let/it/go, Cannt/hold/it/back/any/more..."

Fu Ying came over at some point, stood in front of her and said, "What are you doing here?"

Su Xiang came back to her senses, quickly squeezed the ball of paper and stuffed it back into her pocket, she smiled and said, "It's nothing. Are you going to cut the cake?"

Fu Ying glanced at her awkwardly, scratched his ears, as if holding back something.At last he had nothing to say, "What about her?"

"Ok?"

Fu Ying glanced at the brazier: "That kid."

"You said Pearl, she's at her grandpa's house." Qi Haipeng will take Pearl over every weekend now, children need to get closer to become more and more familiar.Moreover, Qi Haipeng has now handed over the company to Qi Lingyang, and is happy to enjoy family relationships at home.

Su Xiang also thought about bringing Pearl over here. The two children's birthday together can be more lively, but after another thought, Pearl is still young and cannot be separated from people. This is Fu Ying's birthday party, and the little guy might feel that Pearl is too After taking her attention away, he still asked Mr. Qi to pick her up.

"This is a gift from sister Pearl." Su Xiang took out a funny egg from his pocket. Fu Ying glanced at it and murmured, "I don't eat candy."

But he still reached out to accept the funny egg, and Su Xiang touched his little head. In fact, when Fu Ying was with Pearl, he still took good care of that little sister.

Fu Ying looked up at her, and his little face became awkward again.Su Xiang looked at him amusedly and said, "Do you want to say something to me?"

Fu Ying shrank his head, dodged her hand, turned around awkwardly, and poked the sweet potato there with the poker.The sweet potato was already roasted, Fu Ying pulled it out with great effort, his last stroke was a bit strong, the sweet potato flew straight towards Su Xiang, Su Xiang instinctively raised his hand to block it: "Ah!"

Fu Ying panicked, dropped the poker and ran over: "Mom, does it hurt?"

"..."

Looking up, I saw Su Xiang looking at him with a smile: "Is this what you want to talk about all night? Are you willing to call me?"

Fu Ying didn't know if it was because of the fire, or for some other reason, his little face was flushed, even his ears were red, and his little face became even more awkward. He avoided her smiling eyes, grabbed her hand and looked: "It hurts." ?"

Su Xiang hugged him, wrapped him in a blanket, then stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, saying: "I didn't get burned, I lied to you."

Fu Ying shook his shoulders as if to leave, Su Xiang hugged him again, let him sit on her lap and said, "Fu Ying, do you know, I heard you say this, I waited for a long, long time... "

Fu Ying leaned on her chest obediently, peeled his fingers and said slowly: "I just forgot how to call it."

Su Xiang smiled: "Then it's called Shunkou now, let's call again?"

Fu Ying jumped off her legs and ran to the lively place ahead: "I'm going to cut the cake."

Making a wish and cutting the cake was the climax of the whole party. When the candles were extinguished, everyone frolicked and smeared cakes on Fu Ying's face. As lively as it was here, the office in Fu's Building was as deserted.There is no sound, just the click of the keyboard.

Fu Hanchuan propped his elbows, pinched the center of his brows, and coughed lightly again. The abrupt ringtone of the mobile phone broke the desolation.

He shifted his gaze and picked up his phone. Mo Feitong sent him a photo. It was a photo of Fu Ying and Su Xiang. Both of them were wearing birthday hats and holding a cake. The photo didn't have the slightest sense of layout and looked silly. Xi's.

Fu Hanchuan murmured to himself: "It's so ugly to take pictures, so go and learn how to take pictures when you have time." He put his phone aside and continued working, but his distracted attention was already messed up. He picked up the phone, opened it and looked at it.

At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly. Fu Hanchuan was startled, and slipped his finger on the answer button. On the phone, Mo Feitong's lazy voice rang: "The party here is coming to an end, are you Come pick up Fu Ying, or should I send it to you?"

Fu Hanchuan stared at the computer screen, tapped on the table with the other hand, and said, "Send it to the villa on Guhua Road."

"Okay, got it." Mo Feitong hung up the phone without saying another word, very neatly.

Just as Fu Hanchuan was about to say something, the phone was hung up, and he choked on his breath, which finally turned into two dry coughs.

With a click, Fu Hanchuan angrily threw his mobile phone on the document at the corner of the table, and put his fingers on the keyboard, but at this moment, he couldn't get his attention back.

The man took a deep breath, and finally stood up impatiently, picked up the phone, took off the coat hanging on the back of the chair, and strode out.

Those who were working seriously in the building saw the boss walk out, their tense bodies suddenly slumped on the chair like a bowstring relaxed, and then jumped up again, quickly cleaned up the desktop and shut down the machine to leave work.

In the suburban villa, the party is over, and the staff began to clean up the venue. Mo Feitong looked at Fu Ying and joked, "Uncle Mo, I specially made this party for you. Isn't this gift big enough?"

Is there any child's birthday, there is a professional song and dance troupe to add to the fun, and it is still in such a big villa.One must know that his place is a special holy place for those rich and powerful children to propose and get married.

Fu Ying said with a smile: "Uncle Mo, when you have your [-]th birthday, I will definitely do better than this."

Mo Feitong could only let out a sigh of relief, this child is Fu Hanchuan's seed, so what can he say to thank him?He said: "For your mother's sake, I don't care about it with you."

Talking and laughing here, suddenly came the voice of the staff saying hello behind him: "Mr. Fu."

"Hmm..." Fu Hanchuan's voice was as indifferent as ever, Su Xiang's heart tightened, his brows frowned, didn't he say he wouldn't come?

Fu Hanchuan walked up to Fu Ying with a straight face, and didn't squint at Su Xiang when he passed by. Mo Feitong raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile: "Young Master Fu, my car is ready outside. .”

Fu Hanchuan held Fu Ying's schoolbag in his hand, gave him a cold look and said, "I'm worried about you drinking."

Could it be that he lifted it up in the same breath, feeling that countless muddy horses were galloping past in his heart, this kind of person deserves to be despised.

"Let's go." Fu Hanchuan glanced at Fu Ying, and when he saw Lian Liang, he said again, "I'll take you back."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he stepped forward. He didn't delay for a minute, and didn't look at him. He walked straight forward. The two children looked at each other. Fu Ying followed behind him first, and Lian Liang Only then followed up.Behind them, a staff member brought a lot of presents to his car.

Mo Feitong curled his lips and looked at that stinky fart, as if he was really busy with all kinds of affairs, showing his face to someone.He glanced at Su Xiang. Su Xiang looked away from the beginning to the end, as if admiring the night scene. After the people left, she pretended to have finished admiring the bunch of winter jasmine flowers hanging from the rockery.

Pei Xian stood on the side, seeing everyone's reactions, but slightly curled the corners of his lips, Su Xiang said: "The party is over, I should go back."

Mo Fei said: "Forget it, I'll find someone to take you back." Su Xiang was so happy that he drank a lot of wine at night, but he did not forget Su Xiang's driving skills, that old antique cooper can no longer stand Hit.

Su Xiang sat on the back seat of the car and waved to Mo Feitong and Pei Xian. After the car started, she lowered her gaze and looked down at the back of her hand, which was already flushed.I didn't feel much pain at that time, but now I only feel a piece of burning.She caressed gently, and just pursed her lips and smiled.

In the other car, Fu Hanchuan looked at the car with a sullen face. The passenger seat that Fu Ying usually sat in was empty, and two children in the back row sat there unwrapping presents. When they got an indigo gift box, Lian Liang suddenly grabbed his hand: "This cannot be removed."

Fu Ying threw the box up and down: "Is this your gift?"

Lian Liang laughed: "You can take it apart only when you get home."

Fu Ying put it on the empty seat behind him: "Okay then... this should be Uncle Pei's, so let's see Uncle Pei's..."

Fu Hanchuan looked at the small heads of the two children next to each other from the rearview mirror, feeling even more depressed in his heart.Why is he here to watch two little kids play, it's so noisy.

Back at Fu's villa, Fu Hanchuan put down the car keys and sat on the sofa. Mother Song looked at Fu Ying who came in last. The gift in his hand was higher than others. in the car.

Song's mother hurried up to help him catch it and put it on the table: "So many gifts..."

Fu Ying took a small box from the table, walked up to Fu Hanchuan and said, "Here, this is for you."

Fu Hanchuan reached out to take it, opened it, and found a piece of cake inside, with the word "乐" intact on it.

(End of this chapter)