Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 62
Facing the startled and angry Mrs. Zhuo Ya, Su Xiang stood up slowly, and nodded with her. Seeing her bewildered face, Mrs. Zhuo Ya turned her eyes away to look at herself as if her eyes were hurting. son.

"Hanchuan, why did you think of bringing her here?"

At this time, Mrs. Zhuo Ya had recovered her composure, and her tone towards Fu Hanchuan was not so harsh anymore.

Fu Hanchuan had also stood up, he frowned slightly and said, "Mom, we just came out for a meal, is there any need to make such a fuss?"

Seeing her son's calm expression, Mrs. Zhuo Ya said anxiously: "Do you know where this is! This is..."

She glanced at Su Xiang, and saw that she just lowered her eyes, and her lowered eyebrows made her even more annoyed. She said to Fu Hanchuan angrily: "This is Kevin's restaurant!"

Kevin is the Italian chef. Fu Hanchuan brought Su Xiang to dinner, and Mrs. Zhuo Ya subconsciously felt that Fu Hanchuan brought Su Xiang out to meet their friends in the business field.

Although Kevin is no longer the president of the China region, in his capacity, this restaurant is like a visible vanity fair. How many famous people come and go here every day, how many business partners related to the Fu family, and the future Partners who may cooperate with the Fu family?
What if someone bumps into you?
What's the difference between taking this mute to a banquet and admitting that she is the wife of the Fu family?
Mrs. Zhuo Ya thought of something, turned her head to Su Xiang and said, "You didn't make gestures in front of Kevin just now, did you?"

Su Xiang looked up at her after being clicked.

She understood what Mrs. Zhuo Ya meant, if this was a restaurant where upper-class people would not come and go, she wouldn't say a word, and of course, it would be impossible for them to meet.

The corners of Su Xiang's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled slightly, calm and unassuming, elegant and quiet.

That's how she faced the former Mr. Chef when he came to say hello.

So, is she satisfied?

Fu Hanchuan's brows were furrowed tighter at this moment, and his tone sank: "Mom, I know exactly where this is."

"..." Mrs. Zhuo Ya's lips tightened, and she heard Fu Hanchuan say again, "I believe that Kevin opened this restaurant without picking customers."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was choked, she opened her mouth to say something with wide eyes, but was blocked by Fu Hanchuan's next sentence.

He said: "And if it wasn't because you are 'Mr. Fu, Mrs. Zhuo Ya', Kevin wouldn't tell people that I'm eating here."

In fine dining restaurants, privacy is the norm.

"You..." Mrs. Zhuo Ya wanted to say something, but Fu Zhengnan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Okay, let's have a noisy meal."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya saw that his face was gloomy, so she stopped talking. Fu Zhengnan glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said, "I heard from the directors that you signed three artists as tourism ambassadors at once?"

This matter was decided by Fu Hanchuan on the spur of the moment, and he acted very quickly, without going through the board of directors, he asked his subordinates to do it, so those directors were quite critical.

Nowadays, celebrity endorsement fees are very high, and variety shows are produced. This large expenditure is only used for one tourism project. Isn't this a waste of money?
Fu Hanchuan said: "Dad, the tourism industry will be one of our Fu's key industries in the future. Now the tourism industry is getting hotter and hotter. If we want to seize the market, we must be high-profile, so I think it is worth the money. .”

Fu Zhengnan was silent for a while, then nodded: "Well, I'll let you do it freely, but in the future, if you want to do something, you can't act like this. Otherwise, where do you put the board of directors?"

"Got it, Dad."

Fu Zhengnan glanced at Fu Hanchuan, then said to Su Xiang: "I heard you are sick?"

Although he doesn't live in the same house, someone from the old house reported Su Xiang's hospitalization in the past few days.

Su Xiang nodded, and wrote on the phone: "It's almost ready."

After reading it, Fu Zhengnan said, "Then go back early after dinner."

After Fu Zhengnan and his wife left the box, Su Xiang sat back and continued eating, but at this time, she no longer had any appetite.

If Mrs. Zhuo Ya's temperament is like a raging fire, and she puts everything on the surface, then her father-in-law's temperament is like ebony, he looks calm, but every word has a deep meaning.

Just now he asked her about her illness first, and then asked her to go back earlier, in fact, he just didn't want her to stay here any longer.

Moreover, he didn't even need to say anything to Fu Hanchuan, he only used the company's affairs to suppress him.

No matter what the final result of this matter is, Fu Hanchuan should not have passed the board of directors, and his great contribution was discounted later.

However, thinking about what Fu Zhengnan said just now, that Fu Hanchuan had signed three image ambassadors, Su Xiang looked up at him. Isn't that what she told him before?
There is no need to eat any more dinner, Su Xiang wiped the corners of his lips, and put the towel aside.

Seeing that she was in high spirits and short of money, Fu Hanchuan ended the dinner early.

The parking boy drove the car over, and the two got in the car and drove away.

To Su Xiang's surprise, she thought he would take him back to the hospital, but unexpectedly, he took her to the private cinema they had visited before.

In the same private room, Fu Hanchuan walked in and took out a bathrobe from the closet. Su Xiang already knew the characteristics of this place, so he took the bathrobe to change.

Because she was sweating a little while basking in the sun in the hospital, Su Xiang took a shower by the way, and when she came out, Fu Hanchuan had already changed and sat on the huge round booth with his arms spread out in a relaxed manner. Lean over the back of a chair.

The stereo played light music, and he closed his eyes as if taking a nap, or enjoying the music.

On the tea table in front of him, there are newly prepared meals.

Su Xiang walked over to sit down, and Fu Hanchuan threw her the iPad for ordering movies: "Whatever you want to watch, order it yourself."

It turned out that he was not asleep.

Su Xiang flipped through the catalog, picked out a cartoon, switched the screen, and a cute cartoon character immediately appeared on it, and the surround sound of the stereo became an exaggerated voice of the character.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, took a long breath, seemed to be patient, then glanced at the coffee table and said, "You probably didn't eat much in the restaurant just now, so you can do whatever you want."

With that said, he leaned on the armrest with one hand and propped his forehead to watch the movie without even looking at Su Xiang again.

Cartoons are also liked by children. Su Xiang picked them at random, but the relaxing cartoons made her feel better. Looking at the delicious food inside, she even improved her appetite.

Because of Mrs. Zhuo Ya, she was indeed not full. There was her favorite cod in front of her, so she picked up the chopsticks and ate it.

This time the cod is cooked in Chinese style. The steamed cod has a light taste and reveals the fresh fragrance of the fish. When you pick it up with chopsticks, the fish is peeled off like garlic cloves and put in your mouth. The fish juice blooms on the taste buds.

Although Fu Hanchuan was bored watching the movie, his peripheral vision kept falling on the little woman.

Watching her taste the delicious food made him feel hungry.

Su Xiang's shoulder was poked, she turned her head and looked over, Fu Hanchuan was sitting there crookedly, pointing to something in front of her like an emperor, and said, "Come on a little bit."

Su Xiang was eating happily so he didn't think too much, picked up a piece of fish, put one hand under the chopsticks and carefully sent it over, Fu Hanchuan opened his mouth and ate the piece of meat.

Su Xiang could feel the chopsticks lightly touching his teeth, and then came to his senses, these were the chopsticks she had eaten before, he...don't mind?
Is this an indirect kiss?

kiss……

Thinking of these two words, Su Xiang remembered the time when Fu Hanchuan forced her to take medicine in the hospital a few days ago.

Two completely different situations, that one was even more intimate, his lips were pressed against hers, and even the tip of his tongue was poked in, but that time, he used brute force to make her taste a mouth full of bitter medicine .

And this time...

Su Xiang bit her chopsticks, and from the corner of her eyes, she glanced back at the man who had swallowed her saliva without realizing it.

Did he really not notice it?
After Fu Hanchuan finished eating, he chewed his teeth and looked back to the big screen.

It seemed that Su Xiang was looking for troubles all by himself.

Su Xiang shook his head, blaming himself for thinking too much.

However, when her chopsticks were about to fall again, she paused again.

She remembered that when they first watched a movie here, she touched his lips, and he turned his face and left.

The heroine in the cartoon is struggling with the issue of her first kiss, wandering alone under a tree, talking to herself, and it seems that Su Xiang is also struggling with herself.

The more she thought about it, the more confused her mind became. Su Xiang decided not to think about it any more, so she stopped eating and put down her chopsticks.

"Are you full?" A voice came from the soundtrack of the cartoon, Su Xiang turned his head and saw Fu Hanchuan's indifferent face, and all the entanglements in his mind disappeared like an ebb tide.

He didn't even respond, why was she struggling?
Probably because the space here is too small, and the movie is too ambiguous, which made her thoughts become active.

Hmm... It's true that she thinks too much...

In order not to let her mind continue to be entangled in the matter just now, she brought up the topic herself first.

——You signed the other two big stars?
Fu Hanchuan looked over, looked at her for a few seconds, and said solemnly like a big boss: "I think your suggestion is good, I can consider it."

Su Xiang pursed her lips, picked up her mobile phone and wrote: Before you read my Weibo, you signed a contract with a travel blogger I like, and got inspiration from me, and signed a contract with three image ambassadors.They all got a lot of benefits, right?What about me?
Fu Hanchuan clicked his chin towards the unfinished meal in front of her, and said lazily, "Aren't you eating?"

Su Xiang lowered his head and glanced at the plate in front of him, his eyes widened slightly, just one meal?

Moreover, didn't he take her out to eat this meal because he saw her bored in the hospital?

This... This is indeed the face of a capitalist!

Fu Hanchuan looked at her and said, "Don't you think it's too little?"

Holding the phone, Su Xiang typed seriously: Your think tanks should have a lot of salary and dividends, right?You should at least give me a red envelope, right?If it wasn't for your father, wouldn't you have told me at all?
Su Xiang finished writing and was about to show it to him when Fu Hanchuan turned over and sat up. One of them raised his head and the other lowered his head. Their eyes met under the dim light.

His eyes have always been deep, and the glimmer of light on the screen flickered in his eyes.

In his eyes, there are stars...

At this time, such a sentence inexplicably popped up in Su Xiang's mind.

As if her acupuncture points were tapped, she remained motionless, the phone slipped from her hand, and the slight vibration that landed on the soft cushion dragged her back from her trance.

Su Xiang blinked, and was about to shrink back and say that he didn't want his red envelope, when his shoulders were suddenly pinched, and before he could react, he pinned him down.

His warm lips pressed against her, first as if he was confirming the taste, tasted it briefly, and then seemed to find that the meal was in line with his taste, he rubbed it hard a few times, pried open her lips, and easily penetrated into it, What followed was his stormy demands.

At that moment, Su Xiang looked at the dark ceiling of the starry sky above his head, feeling like a cosmic explosion, and his whole body became stiff.

She opened her eyes wide, looking at his expression of closing his eyes and focusing on kissing.

Does he know what he's doing?

A big hand suddenly covered her, blocking her view, Su Xiang's eyelashes brushed gently against his palm, in exchange for his more intense demands.

After a long time, Fu Hanchuan let go of her until Su Xiang was out of breath. Su Xiang was still in shock, looking at him empty with watery eyes.

Fu Hanchuan's slightly thick thumb rubbed her soft lips, and his low and hoarse voice was somewhat unsteady: "Then do you know how expensive it is?"

……

But at the Italian restaurant at this time, Mrs. Zhuo Ya was still angry.

But what made her even more angry was that Fu Zhengnan reprimanded her son for signing two more stars.

He said nicely that the board of directors was dissatisfied. In fact, Fu Hanchuan made a decision without the permission of the chairman. He must be dissatisfied.

In these years, which of the decisions made by Fu Hanchuan is not beneficial to the company?

He just refused to magnify his power and insisted that he was the authority of the chairman.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was chewing on the steak, her heart was full of breath.

She had always been a person who said whatever was on her mind, so she immediately put down the knife and fork and spoke out.

Fu Zhengnan frowned slightly, raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly, and said, "You really want to mess with me?"

"The board of directors told me their dissatisfaction. Is it because Han Chuan is my son that I favor him and say nothing?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya sneered in a strange way and said, "You still know that Han Chuan is your son. I thought you held the power and wanted to leave it to someone."

"Don't forget, there is also my Zhuo family in the Fu family."

With a sound of "clang", Fu Zhengnan threw away the knife and fork, and said bluntly, "I can't eat this meal."

As he spoke, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth with a gloomy expression, then shook off and left.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya sat alone in the empty box, facing the empty seat in front, her tense face was full of dignity, but under her eyes, there were fragile cracks slowly spreading from inside.

She took a light breath, and the fragility in her eyes that came out inadvertently was pressed back abruptly. She held the knife and fork tightly with her fingers, and continued to eat gracefully, pretending that these meals were delicious, and that she was also very happy to eat alone ...

……

In a certain apartment, a young woman came out of the room wearing silk pajamas. She seemed to have just taken a shower, her damp wavy hair was scattered on her shoulders, and she walked to the living room with a body lotion in one hand. She lay on the soft sofa sat down.

An idol movie was playing on the large TV screen, and the screen was full of handsome men and beautiful women.

The woman put one foot on the coffee table, and the silk skirt was pulled away, revealing her long white and slender legs. If anyone saw it, they would definitely be unable to resist the temptation of this style to the extreme.

Unfortunately, no one appreciates it.

The corners of the woman's lips curled slightly, a little bit bitter, a little helpless and bored, she was about to squeeze out some body lotion to smear, when the doorbell suddenly rang.

It wasn't too late at this time. Hearing the doorbell, the corners of the woman's lips curled up again. At this time, her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm.

She put the body lotion back on the coffee table, brushed her loose hair back, and swayed to the door.

Facing the video doorbell, she leaned against the wall and said with a coquettish smile, "Who is it?"

"I brought you dessert."

The woman's rosy lips parted, she opened the door, and Fu Zhengnan walked in, holding a dessert bag in his hand, shaking it in front of the woman.

When the woman saw her favorite dessert, her eyes lit up, and then her smile fell again.

She walked towards the sofa with soft-soled fluffy slippers, pouted and said, "Eating dessert at night will make you fat, don't eat it."

While talking, she raised her feet to rest on the coffee table, and continued what she hadn't done just now.

The fair and smooth skin was exposed under the eyelids, as attractive as that milk jelly.

Fu Zhengnan glanced and said, "Are you applying body lotion?"

The woman gave him a winking look and said, "It's not like you don't know that my skin gets dry in winter. Would you like it if I didn't apply it?"

Fu Zhengnan took the lotion from her hand, squeezed a piece the size of a coin into his palm, rubbed it to warm it up, then put it on her ankle, and slowly spread it upwards.

"You just do nothing, and I like it."

Fu Zhengnan smiled slightly, no seriousness in his eyes, like a gentle and good man at home.

He turned the woman's legs sideways and helped her apply it carefully, even covering her round toes.

The woman enjoys the man's meticulous and thoughtful service, and says she doesn't want to eat dessert, but now she is eating the sweet and smooth almond cheese, her brows and eyes are full of happiness.

She glanced at the man and said, "Aren't you going to have dinner with your wife today?"

Fu Zhengnan didn't answer, but his face darkened a little, his thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the woman knew what was going on.

She didn't ask any more, she dug a spoonful of cheese and brought it to his lips, "Are you hungry? Do you want me to serve you a bowl of noodles?"

Fu Zhengnan ate the cheese she brought over, and said, "Okay."

The woman put the cheese in his hand and walked slowly to the kitchen.

Fu Zhengnan's gaze followed her swaying back until he lost sight of the kitchen door, so he took it back.

He leaned back on the sofa, rubbed his forehead, and stared at the TV.

The idol drama on TV was still on, and he was not interested after just watching it.It's probably because I'm getting older, and I feel boring watching these young people making noise.

The woman's noodles were ready in no time, with a soft-boiled egg, two green vegetables, and a few slices of stewed beef. It was simple but very appetizing.

Fu Zhengnan finished eating the noodles in a while, and even drank the noodle soup. The woman wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Fu Zhengnan stared at the dazzling handsome men and women on the TV, and said, "Do you feel tired of watching me, an old man?"

The woman pursed her lower lip and said, "Yes."

She crumpled up the paper towel and threw it into the trash can, picked up the cheese again and ate it in his arms.

"The old man is attractive and rich. Here, those female stars on TV like you the most."

With Fu Zhengnan's status, there are naturally many women who throw themselves into his arms.

Fu Zhengnan chuckled, pinched her chin and said, "It's useless for them to like me, I don't like those facelifts, I just like a little elf like you."

The woman's name is Yu Cangcang, and she followed him since childhood, and now ten years have passed.

At the age of 28, a flower is fully bloomed and the most beautiful time.With the last bit of youthfulness of a little girl, and the mature charm left by experience, it is like a jar of peach blossom wine, which has already smelled the fragrance of the wine for the first time.

She has a delicate face, even without makeup, there is a charm, and the bright eyes are clear, and most importantly, she has a gentleness that he can't stand.

He thought that even in another ten years, 20 or 30 years, he would continue to be intoxicated by her.

Fu Zhengnan's fingers slowly rubbed her delicate skin, watching her eat the cheese bite by bite, the white cream fell on her red lips, he lowered his head, pecked her lips, rubbed She rubbed her hair and said, "Didn't you say you would get fat after eating?"

The woman looked over with bright eyes and said, "I forgot to say just now, the old man is attractive and rich...he still has physical strength, you will help me consume these calories, won't you?"

His eyes flickered, his slender fingers circled his chest, and he spoke slowly in a milky tone, which could make a man's bones crisp.

Fu Zhengnan laughed, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes squeezed out, adding to the charm of a mature man.

He picked up the body lotion, squeezed out a ball again and rubbed it in his palm to warm it up, slowly winding up from her arm, from her neck down, and into her neckline.

"I don't remember rubbing it here, do I?"

……

Fu Hanchuan stopped before he completely lost control, sent Su Xiang back to the hospital, and then drove back by himself.

At this time, the car stopped halfway.

Fu Hanchuan rested his elbow on the car window, with a cigarette between his fingers, which had been burning for a long time, and rubbed his lips with his other hand.

It seems that the woman's softness and warmth are still on it.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, what the hell, why did he kiss her?

All these years, he had vented his male desires on her body, but he had never touched her lips.

The only two times, one was when she kissed him on her own initiative, and he was not very happy that time.

Another time, she resisted him and wanted to spit out the medicine he gave her.

Those two times were completely unreasonable, not a kiss at all.

But this time...

That beautiful little face appeared before his eyes again.

The watery eyes are as calm as a lake, and the plump lips are slightly opened, like flowers blooming in the night waiting for someone to pick them...

Fu Hanchuan shook his head, shaking that little face away, he took a deep breath of the cigarette, the faint smell of tobacco washed away the sweet smell left by her.

The moonlight was so bright outside, he thought, it must be the fault of the moon.

(End of this chapter)