Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Su Xiang drove away from Guhua Road as if fleeing, but his heartbeat never calmed down along the way.

She smoked a tissue and wiped her lips again. The more she wiped, the more she felt that her lips were crushed in her head.

The more angrily.

Next time, she must be careful of Fu Hanchuan!

Su Xiang slammed a fist at the steering wheel as if venting her anger, no, she must stay away from that person, there will never be another time!

Because Su Xiang was immersed in his thoughts, he didn't notice the car following him.

After Qi Lingyang moved out of Xiangyuan, he moved back to live on Guhua Road.

When he came back from the company, he was supposed to go directly to Xiangyuan, but he went back temporarily today. When he saw Su Xiang's car, he thought he was wrong. But the fiery red color and the license plate number with white letters on the blue background told him that it was indeed Su Xiang.

At the traffic light, all the cars stopped and waited. Qi Lingyang slowed down the car, slowly the front of the car was flush with the pr, and he looked sideways at the car.

Through the two pieces of glass, the woman in the driver's seat can also be clearly seen with an angry look.

But she only focused on her own world and did not find him.

When the two people got along in her mind, she was calm and indifferent. At this time, the expression on her face was rich and vivid, and Qi Lingyang's eyes were slightly lonely.

The car is approaching Xiangyuan.

Qi Lingyang waited for Su Xiang to stop and then slowly stopped the car. When pushing the door, his hand paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers on the door lock were pinched tightly, and he raised his eyes again. At that time, a cold flash flashed in his eyes.

Su Xiang stayed at Fu's house all afternoon. Fortunately, the children were rehearsing in the dance studio in the afternoon, and Pearl didn't cry much when she was with her brothers and sisters.

Seeing Su Xiang's return, the little girl came coquettishly, walked up to her swayingly, and hugged her by the legs.

Su Xiang picked up Pearl and asked Xiao Deng a few questions. Xiao Deng pointed to the children and said that they were very hardworking.

"Sister Su, in fact, you don't have to keep staring at them. They are more nervous than you when they participate in the competition. How dare you be lazy at this moment."

Going in is an eight-to-four knockout.

Su Xiang stood in the dance room and watched the children soak their clothes with sweat. She said, "I'm just afraid that they will work too hard at this time. If they get hurt, they will lose out."

She told Xiao Deng to let the children go back to rest, and then walked out of the dance room holding the pearl.

When we got to the outside lobby, we saw Qi Lingyang walking in with a briefcase.

Seeing him, Zhenzhu yelled Baba obediently, and opened her small arm to Qi Lingyang.

Qi Lingyang didn't even put down his bag, took the pearl from Su Xiang's arms, teased the little girl, and Su Xiang took his bag smoothly.

Qi Lingyang hugged the child. When she lowered her head, she saw the red tooth print from her neckline, her eyes were red, and her arms couldn't help tightening.

He choked his breath, and wanted to pull her to immediately ask to understand. Pearl felt uncomfortable and let out a soft cry. Qi Lingyang suddenly returned to his senses and released his arm.

He suppressed the fire and looked at Su Xiang, his gaze flicked across her lips.

He quietly said, "The person downstairs on Guhua Road called and said that there was a water leak in the house. I went back and took a look."

Su Xiang frowned and asked, "How's that going? Is something wrong?"

Upstairs and downstairs, I am most afraid of water leakage.

Qi Lingyang said: "It's okay, it's a rainwater pipe problem."

Su Xiang relaxes: "Oh"

She turned and put his briefcase on the edge of the sofa.

On the coffee table, there were toys scattered with pearls. Su Xiang tidied them away. Qi Lingyang looked at her slightly arched back and said, "I saw your car."

Su Xiang was holding a rabbit toy that could speak nursery rhymes, and his figure stiffened slightly. She took out a sterile paper towel, wiped the rabbit clean, and received the drawer under the coffee table.

She said, "Fu Ying is sick, I'll take a look."

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes concealing a slight movement.

Qi Lingyang pursed his lips, and his gaze swept across her lips again.

"Oh, how is it going?"

Su Xiang said: "I have some fever, Qiao Shen called a doctor to see him, and he said that it would be fine to take a rest, and it would be fine."

One question and one answer seems to be an ordinary conversation, but in fact, each of them feels that each other's breathing is not steady enough, and there is deliberate peace between words.

Mom Zhang made dinner and came out. Seeing the two talking in the living room, she felt the atmosphere today is obedient.

Qi Lingyang stared at Su Xiang as if he wanted to see her through. And his sight also made Su Xiang feel uncomfortable.

Qi Lingyang's throat rolled and looked up at Zhang Ma and said, "Zhang Ma, take care of the pearl first."

After speaking, he looked at Su Xiang: "Come out, I have something to talk to you."

Since Zhang Ma came to this house, the family has always been nice and friendly. Mr. Qi and Ms. Su have a gentle temper. She has never seen these two people have such a time, and she became nervous.

It looked like it was going to quarrel.

But she didn't dare to say anything by herself, so she hugged the pearl.

Qi Lingyang glanced at Su Xiang, lifted his foot and walked outside.

As night fell, the temperature outside was much lower than indoors, and a chill came, but it did not lower his anger.

He listened to the gentle footsteps behind him, raised his head and took a deep breath and said, "Su Xiang, are you just going over there to see the children?"

He clenched his fist beside him, tried his best to endure, and restrained the madly roaring lion in his chest.

He was afraid that he could not control it, and when the angry beast was let out, he would tear her to pieces.

Su Xiang looked at the broad back in the night, she squeezed her fingers and bit her lip.

The November wind was already a bit bitterly chill, Su Xiang rolled down his throat, but couldn't say anything.

They said they wanted to confess, but she couldn't speak out about those things in the elevator.

Facing Qi Lingyang, she can only be ashamed.

Qi Lingyang listened to the silence behind him. He didn't turn his head. He looked at the swaying branches in front of him and slowly said, "Su Xiang, have you noticed that sometimes we are too quiet?"

"..."

"We are calm like old couples and old wives, not like young people about to get married at all."

"..."

Qi Lingyang said, turning around to look at Xiang Su Xiang.

She stood quietly, without a word.

He walked a few steps forward, stopped in front of her, his hands held her shoulders, Su Xiang trembled subconsciously, and looked up at the man in front of him: "Qi Lingyang"

A gust of wind blew, and in the rustle of the leaves, the three light-sounding characters had some strange nasal sounds, and they heard a little scent.

With that little glimmer, Qi Lingyang looked at Su Xiang's lips and slowly lowered his head.

Su Xiang looked at the handsome face that was gradually enlarged in front of her, and the gentle eyes that stared at her made her feel horrified.

"Qi Lingyang"

Su Xiang yelled again nervously, they can't do this, she said.

"Qi Lingyang, I haven't gotten divorced yet"

When the two were only one punch away, Qi Lingyang suddenly stopped, and a pair of gentle eyes gave birth to a trace of loneliness.

Then, more and more emotions of anger, disappointment, tolerance, and pain filled his eyes.

Su Xiang shook his head, feeling more sad.

He is so careful that he must have found something.

She grinned bitterly, even more speechless.

Those things were beyond her control, but when faced with Qi Lingyang, she was only ashamed.

Qi Lingyang still held her shoulders with his hands, and slowly kneaded her shoulders with his fingers, seeming to endure something as hard as he could.

Then there was an unbearable silence, both of whom were enduring this silence.

Qi Lingyang rolled down his Adam's apple vigorously, and said in a suppressed voice: "Su Xiang, can you kiss me?"

Su Xiang was taken aback, raised his eyes and looked at him dumbly.

He said again: "You are already going through the divorce procedures, and you no longer have him in your heart."

"Can you, huh?"

Su Xiang pursed his lips, and he could hear the heartbeat of his chest, not knowing whether it was his or hers.

This increasingly heavier heartbeat is more like a torture, making her extremely uncomfortable.

"Qi Lingyang, I can't make it through"

The shackles on her body are hurdles that she can't get through.

Qi Lingyang's fingers squeezed a little, Su Xiang's shoulders stabbed, watching his warm eyes were replaced by anger, and what was coming out of the cracks in the dark eyes made people look scared.

"Are you unable to pass that hurdle, or are you subconsciously rejecting me?"

"Su Xiang, don't you realize that when you face me, you don't have any other emotions?"

"..." Su Xiang's heart was shocked and his eyes widened slightly.

"We never quarrel, is it because we love each other too much, or are we deliberately keeping our distance, just because we are not close enough?"

Su Xiang shook her head, his hideous appearance made her a little scared.

"Qi Lingyang, calm down. When I went to Fu's house, it was really just that Fu Ying was sick. As for Fu Hanchuan, me!"

She didn't finish her words, and there was a cold on her shoulders, and she exclaimed.

Qi Lingyang pulled off her sweater, the skin on the neckline was exposed in the night, and under the dim light, the trace still did not fade.

Qi Lingyang stared at that trace, his eyes reddened, his big hand firmly pinched the back of Su Xiang's neck, and his other hand pressed against her back and shackled her in his arms, unable to move.

Su Xiang looked at him in horror: "Qi Lingyang, don't!"

Qi Lingyang, who was furious, no longer wanted to listen to what she said, and did not want to exercise restraint.

He needs a reassurance, so that he can not be so painful, not so upset, and not so jealous!

Su Xiang couldn't resist him, seeing his crushed head, tears came from the corners of his eyes.

"Qi Lingyang, don't let me hate you too"

Her voice was still nasal, her most helpless, last prayer.

The noses of the two touched, Su Xiang closed his eyes and did not dare to look again, tears rolled down even more severely, wet Qi Lingyang's palms.

Just when Su Xiang thought he could not hide, the pressure on the back of his head suddenly disappeared, and the hand on his back also fell.

There were cold fingers at the corners of his eyes, and Su Xiang slowly opened his eyes. The man in front of him had recovered his calmness, but those eyes were still unconcealed and lost.

The back of his hand rubbed her cheek, without saying anything, and turned away.

Under the dim light of the night, the tall figure was lonely, gradually distanced from her, and walked towards the gate.

Su Xiang couldn't help taking a step forward, opening his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

In the room, Xiao Zhenzhu was sitting on the baby chair, holding her children's spoon in her hand, waiting to have a meal. Zhang's mother was waiting for dinner. Seeing Su Xiang coming in, her eyes were red as if she had cried.

Zhang Ma glanced behind her and said, "Is Mr. Qi still outside?"

Su Xiang pursed his lips and walked to the dining table and pulled a chair away, and said in a low voice, "He has gone back beforehand."

Mother Zhang said "Oh" and turned to look at the living room. Near the armrest of the sofa, the briefcase is still there.

Su Xiang didn't want people to know what was between her and Qi Lingyang, let alone make Pearl upset. She picked up the chopsticks and smiled, "Let’s eat dinner first."

In the bar, Qi Lingyang ordered a lot of wine, and the bartender had already helped him pour a lot.

Min Yue really sat with his chin supported while watching him drinking like a cow, and asked, "What kind of irritation did you get, and you want to use alcohol to relieve your sorrow?"

Qi Lingyang is the most restrained man she has ever seen. He has always been gentle and elegant. When did he drink so hard?

Qi Lingyang didn't talk to her, and another glass of wine was empty.

He tightly squeezed the hard glass, staring at the ice cubes at the bottom of the glass, his fists creaked.

"The cup will be crushed by you." Min Yue was really afraid of him being injured, so he reached out for the wine glass, but he flicked it away.

He squeezed the glass and put it on the bar, and gestured to the bartender.

Usually, for the bartender, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he will not help to refill the drink after seeing the customer almost drunk. The bartender glanced at Min Yuezhen, and Min Yuezhen looked at Qi Lingyang again, waved his hand and said, "Pour it to him, just send him back later."

Min Yue really took off his jacket and ordered a cocktail.

She was just drinking, squinting at the man who continued to drink.

Su Xiang is the only one who can make him so sad.

Last time, I said that they were both loving and enviable, but what is this now?

Min Yuezhen took out his mobile phone and the bar was noisy. She directly sent a message to Su Xiang: Did you quarrel with Qi Lingyang?

At the other end, Su Xiang was lying on the little pearl bed and coaxing the little girl to sleep.

The phone rang, awakening the sleepy Pearl again. Su Xiang patted the arm of the little girl and coaxed, holding the phone in the other hand, looking at the text on it.

Su Xiang replied: What happened to him?

Min Yuezhen glanced at the man and wrote: Drinking in a bar, he is almost drunk.

Su Xiang twisted his eyebrows, his last figure appeared in his mind, and his fingers pinched the edge of the phone and slid vigorously.

After two seconds, she replied: Then I will pick him up, where are you?

After reading it, Min Yuezhen looked up at Qi Lingyang and was about to ask him if Su Xiang would pick him up. The man was already lying on the bar unconscious.

Finally got down completely drunk.

She entered the address on the phone, and the man suddenly frowned and snorted. Min Yue really glanced at him, her eyes moved slightly, she deleted the word just entered, and wrote: No, you have to take care of the pearls. I'll just send him back.

After sending the message, she put the phone away.

The music around is noisy, everyone is releasing the energy of the body, only here is quiet.

Min Yue really looked at the man who fell asleep quietly.

He has thick eyebrows and high nose, thin lips with a little bit of alcohol, gleaming slightly under the light, like a rebellious child.

Min Yuezhen looked around, couldn't help but stretched out his fingers and slowly approached his nose, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

When his fingers were about to touch him, a very loud instrumental music sounded, and Min Yuezhen's fingers trembled, and he stopped at the tip of his nose.

She took off her finger slightly, moved it to the center of his eyebrows, and pressed his frowning eyebrows.

The warm skin seemed to be electrocuted, Min Yue retracted his fingers really quickly, his heart was beating uneasy, and he looked down at his fingers.

She frowned, drank the remaining half of the cocktail, and then took out her phone to send a message to Su Xiang: There is a temporary business in the office, and there is no way to send him. You should take the time to come.

Min Yuezhen finished sending the message, put the money under the wine glass and got up and left.

Qi Lingyang's villa on Guhua Road.

The man on the big bed lay crookedly on the bed, holding a pillow in one hand, and the air was full of alcohol.

The sunlight is blocked by curtains, and each thread hole divides the light into countless broken dots, finely broken, and hazy.

The man's eyebrows moved, and the discomfort of the headache made him raise his hand to rub his temple.

At this time, the alarm clock set by the bedside table rang, and the noisy Didi made the man's head more painful, like a hammer beating.

"Oh" the man groaned in pain, he hadn't been so drunk for a long time.

He opened his eyes, first glanced at the pillow he was holding in his arms, threw the pillow away, got up and stopped the alarm clock.

Then, his eyes fell on a blue thermos cup on the cabinet.

A note was pressed under the cup and it said: There is honey water in the cup, and there is no anti-alcohol medicine in the convenience store. If you still have a headache, go to the pharmacy and ask.

The handwriting is very familiar to him.

Qi Lingyang put the note on the cabinet, reached out and took the thermos cup, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

The water is still warm.

A sip of water in my mouth, sweet, relieved a lot of dry throat.

He looked at the dim light in front, and tried hard to find the petite figure in a muddy vague memory.

The honey water in his mouth gradually slipped into his throat, and he smiled bitterly ashamed, lowered his head and rubbed the thermos in his hand, picked it up and took another sip

Xiangyuan.

Su Xiang came back late last night and got up on time again in the morning.

After working for a long time, she went to the studio to prepare for another busy day.

Xiao Deng knocked on the door and said with a smile: "Sister Su, are you going to visit our store today?"

Su Xiang kneaded his sore shoulders and looked at Xiao Deng with excitement, and said, "Yes, the children go to the store in the morning and stand on the platform, and they will continue to rehearse after returning in the afternoon. These have been confirmed on the itinerary."

Xiao Deng was happy. This was the first time she followed the shop after knowing that there were so many other businesses in the studio.

Immediately, she thought of something to report before leaving, and handed over a business card in her hand and said, "Sister Su, you were not here yesterday afternoon. Someone from a large company came to look for it and said that she was going to sign a contract with our Youth League. "

Su Xiang didn't look at the business card and said, "Didn't you tell those people that our Youth League will not sign contracts with foreign parties?"

Xiao Deng was embarrassed and whispered: "I have already said, but that person said, when you see this business card, you might think about it."

Hearing this, Su Xiang raised his eyes and glanced at her before he brought the business card over.

A very simple business card, with black lettering on a white background, not fancy, but the name printed on it made her eyebrows frowned.

"Chang Yan?"

She put down the business card, and a cold light flashed across her eyes.

What about signing a contract?

She is preventing Miss Chang from becoming Mrs. Fu's stumbling block. How could Chang Clan want to cooperate with her and give her money?

Xiao Deng looked at Su Xiang's complexion and asked, "Sister Su, what's the matter?"

Without waiting for Su Xiang to say anything, Madam Zhang knocked on the door and walked in and said, "Ms. Su, there is a Miss Chang outside who came to look for and said you know him."

Su Xiang's eyebrows were frowning, and Chang Yan unexpectedly found him.

There is Su Xiang’s studio in Xiangyuan, which is also a private house. However, it is difficult for others to enter except for certain people who can enter Xiangyuan.

Su Xiang's breath sinks slightly. Since she has no intention of signing a contract, she can of course tell Zhang Ma to send people away.

But the woman made irresponsible remarks in front of Fu Ying, separating the arrogance he taught and separating them from their mother and child. This was something she could not tolerate.

Su Xiang squeezed her finger and raised her eyes to Madam Zhang and said, "Mother Zhang, just let the Miss Chang wait outside and say that I will go out later. Also, let the driver prepare the car."

After that, she said to Xiao Deng again: "The time is almost up, you will arrange the car first, send the children to the store, start the activities, and I will be there later."

Xiao Deng nodded: "Okay, Sister Su."

Outside the garden.

Chang Yan was wearing a white shirt with a stand-up collar with small ears, a black wrap-around skirt underneath, a black woolen coat outside, and brown lambskin high heels under her feet.

Her hair was rolled up in the back of her head, and her face was painted with professional makeup. Such an image showed her capable atmosphere, which was very different from the gentle and gentle appearance of her past ladies.

When Su Xiang walked out of the garden, he looked at the attire of the woman in front of him, and only felt that this style was a bit familiar.

She looked at Chang Yan from head to toe again, and finally fell on the white shirt.

No wonder this style is familiar. Isn't this the black and white collocation used by Fu Hanchuan?

Su Xiang took a breath and walked to Chang Yan and said, "Ms. Chang is not being a daughter of a daughter now, and is starting to be a female elite in the workplace?"

Chang Yan smiled slightly and said, "The house is so big, I always have to work hard."

Su Xiang nodded, his eyes sharp: "Then, am I your first goal in your career?"

"You can say that." Chang Yan didn't deny it, and said with a smile, "Just in time."

Su Xiang smiled, and glanced at Chang Yan at the end of her eyes: "The garden is not convenient for reception. If Miss Chang is still interested, please follow."

After speaking, she motioned to the driver to open the door, bent over and sat in.

Chang Yan looked at Su Xiang's momentum, squeezed her fingers, and winked at the driver behind him. The driver is also accustomed to seeing people's faces, and of course he can't let his own lady be suppressed.

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