Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Chang Yan pursed her lip and said, "It's nothing."

"Sister-in-law, let's go."

She pulled Yang Yanqing out of the restaurant, turned to a nearby dessert shop and walked in.

Just sitting down on the chair, Yang Yanqing glanced out the window, smiled at Chang Yan and asked, "Did you two quarrel?"

After that, she herself didn't believe it. Chang Yan was so obsessed with Fu Hanchuan, she was accommodating him in everything, and almost lost her ego. How could she be willing to quarrel with him?

Chang Yan was stern and unhappy. She flipped through the menu and said dullly: "Oh, sister-in-law, don't ask."

"Oh, it seems that there was a real quarrel." Yang Yanqing smiled, "This is really strange."

However, with Fu Hanchuan's unreasonable attitude towards women, if he quarreled with his younger sister, it would be a good thing instead. Between men and women, they are most afraid of not reacting at all. The quarrel at least shows that one party has an emotional reaction to the other. In this case, the younger sister is not overwhelmed.

Yang Yanqing slowly flipped through the desserts on the menu and explained her views on how to get along with men and women. She selfishly thought that the relationship between Chang Yan and Fu Hanchuan had dawned.

But the facts are completely contrary to what Yang Yanqing thought.

Chang Yan was upset, she was completely absent-minded when watching the meal.

She glanced out of the window from the corner of her eyes, and she had flipped through all the menus in her hand.

The night before, after the movie theater, she didn't know how to meet Fu Hanchuan.

Her self-esteem, being stepped on by him, can be said to have fallen out.

It can also be said that it was she who fell out unilaterally, because he had never seen her directly, let alone took her in his heart.

In his heart, there is only that woman.

But even so, when she sees him again, her heart will still be affected by him, and she will involuntarily think of him...

Yang Yanqing ordered several different flavors of cakes and two fruit teas. When she looked up at Chang Yan, she was still in a daze with a page of paper.

Yang Yanqing handed the menu to the waiter and said, "Sister, are you ready?"

"Little girl?"

"Huh?" Chang Yan regained consciousness suddenly, seeing the waiter who was waiting, closed the menu and handed it over, "Just a piece of fermented rice balls."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The waiter took two menus and went down. Chang Yan looked back and saw Yang Yanqing's strange eyes looking at her.

Chang Yan touched her face and smiled uncomfortably: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing looking at me like this."

She fiddled with her mobile phone, avoiding Yang Yanqing's eyes.

Yang Yanqing took a deep look at her and said, "Little girl, you have never liked to eat fermented rice balls, why did you suddenly want to eat that?"

Chang Yan's face flushed slightly, she stroked her hair casually and said, "I heard from my friends, I want to try the delicious food here."

She squeezed a smile, lowered her eyelids unnaturally, and watched the news on the phone.

"Sister-in-law, if a woman a man likes has a relationship with another man, will he care?"

Hearing this, Yang Yanqing gave her a strange look, and realized what Chang Yan was referring to. She said, "Do you want to ask Fu Hanchuan?"

In the past two days, the most popular news is the video door of Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang. Financial news and entertainment news have taken up the page, and even she, a woman who raises a baby at home, has heard of it.

Chang Yan closed her lips and said nothing, Yang Yanqing told the truth: "A man can't guess what a woman thinks. Similarly, a woman can't guess what a man thinks. I can't answer this question."

Chang Yan was a little disappointed. She put the phone down and turned upside down. She said sullenly, "I thought you would know men better when you get married."

Yang Yanqing laughed, and she said: "So, you grew up with your elder brother and your elder brother, don't you know better?"

Chang Yan glared at her strangely and said, "How can this be the same."

On one side is the family relationship between brothers and sisters, and she wants to ask about the feelings between men and women.

The meal was brought up by the waiter. Yang Yanqing looked at the few delicate cakes in front of him, and took a small spoon to decide which one to eat first.

She glanced at Chang Yan and said, "I can only tell you that, regardless of men or women, what you can't get is always the best."

"No, men have a natural desire to conquer."

Chang Yan ordered the fermented rice balls, but didn't take a bite. The spoon stirred the round balls, and there was no appetite at all.

The desire to conquer requires at least a little enthusiasm for that person in order to have the mind that you want to have. If the heart has always been like water, where can the desire to conquer come from?

Fu Hanchuan treats her as if his heart is still in the water, no matter how she shows her favor or behaves, he will ignore it, just like that night.

Thinking of that night, Chang Yan bit her lower lip tightly. Yang Yanqing glanced at the bowl of fermented rice **** shaking the surface of the water, then looked at Chang Yan, and said seriously: "But my sister, Su Xiang’s incident, for three years. It happened before. Your question, in fact, you have a bottom in your heart..."

Three years ago, the video of Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang was uploaded on the Internet. In the past three years, Fu Hanchuan seemed to have a clear heart and a lack of desires, but what is behind a clear heart and lack of desires...

Chang Yan squeezed her finger, and said unwillingly: "It's just because of Fu Ying's relationship between them."

"She slept with other men, does he really mind?"

At the western restaurant on the other side, Fu Hanchuan took the wine handed over by the waiter. Pei Xian walked over from the dining table and looked at the packaging bag and said, "Is it all right, can I go now?"

The wine was delivered by air from the French wine estate specially by the owner of the restaurant, and because of his friendship with Fu Hanchuan, he gave him a few bottles.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him and walked to the door silently.

Pei Xian followed up and murmured: "It's all right if you have someone send it to your home. If you don't, let Qiao Shen take a trip. Why do you need to do it yourself."

Passing the dessert shop, there is an elevator a few steps ahead. Pei Xian stepped on the elevator and looked up just to see the store in Su Xiang, one floor upstairs.

There are people coming and going in the mall, and business is good on weekends, except that it is deserted and there are only people passing by at the door of the store, but no one walks in.

Pei Xian understood a little bit and said, "Su Xiang's store has been affected.

He glanced at Fu Hanchuan, and said jokingly: "But you can buy everything in her store and help her sell sales so that she can survive this while."

Fu Hanchuan looked at him and said coldly, "Is you buying so many things and making year-end gifts?"

There are many employees under Fu's. If it is used as a year-end gift, it is okay. I am afraid that the manpower is not enough to give it. The question is, are Fu's year-end gifts, skin care products and handmade leather bags?

How long can a company’s performance be maintained if it is only supported by acquaintances buying and selling?

Pei Xian quietly closed her mouth, coldly glanced down at the front figure, and raised her eyebrows.

Fu Hanchuan is such a cold and straight man, it is really strange what women are after him. There is no taste at all, and the temper is bad. The only thing that is remarkable is probably his face and his prominent identity.

Pei Xian put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said casually: "I seemed to see Miss Chang just now, but she didn't come up to say hello?"

Fu Hanchuan furrowed his eyebrows slightly, as if he hadn't heard any reaction, the elevator slid to the first floor, and he walked through the jewelry counter.

Pei Xian faced a dull gourd and felt suffocated. He changed the subject and said, "Have you seen Su Xiang?"

"Such a big thing, won't you run away again?"

Out of the mall, there is a clear sky and a wide road in front of you. Fu Hanchuan paused, his eyebrows frowned.

His face was gloomy, he stuffed the wine in his hand into Pei Xian's hand, and said coldly: "Send 1988."

After speaking, he walked out, ignoring Pei Xian's reaction behind him.

Pei Xian watched the man walk all the way to the side of the car to get in the car, reverse the car, and walk away.

He picked up the bottles of wine with one hand and looked at it, then glanced back at the location on the second floor, and said to himself with a chuckle: "Ignore the person if I hit the pain."

He was about to walk down the steps, his shoulder was bumped abruptly, his body rushed forward and barely stabilized his figure, the bottle in his hand was not broken.

"so close."

He sighed and turned his head to see that a few pieces of clothes were scattered on the front steps, and the woman squatted there and hurriedly picked them up.

She looked bulging in a white down jacket, and she couldn't see any figure. Her long hair was scattered behind her head, and a few strands of hair slipped and drifted with her movements.

Even so, Pei Xian recognized it.

He twisted his eyebrows, took a step forward, looked at the dress worn by the little girl near his toes, bent down and picked it up.

At this time, the woman's hand just reached out and picked it up, and the two of them each held a piece of cloth.

When Qiao Ying saw the man in front of him, she was taken aback for a moment, and then returned to her plain expression. With a little force with her fingers, she pulled the dress over, stuffed it into the bag at will, and hurried down the steps.

Not even a word.

With a breath of air in his heart, Pei Xian's long legs easily caught up with the woman, and blocked her way across in front of her.

He glanced at the many large and small bags in Qiao Ying's hand, all of which were children's brands.

He frowned and asked, "What do you buy so many children's products for?"

Qiao Ying: "It has nothing to do with you."

She bypassed him, and Pei Xian stopped going with her today. When she went to the left, he went to the left, and when she went to the right, he went to the right, blocking her path.

Qiao Ying glared at him angrily: "Get out of the way."

Pei Xian stood there quietly with her lips pressed, and Qiao Ying turned and walked back.

"carefully!"

As soon as he made a sound, a husky with his dog's leash ran over, Qiao Ying barely avoided the past, but got her feet.

"Ah!" Her right foot softened, and she fell directly to the ground, and a heart-piercing pain hit her ankle.

The dog got into trouble but dashed forward without seeing the owner behind. Qiao Ying was so angry that she could only stand up, admitting that she was unlucky.

Her foot was crushed by the wheels of the hospital bed in the hospital before, and she was fragile now, and she could only stand up strong after her foot was damaged and injured.

Pei Xian's eyebrows were twisted into a ball. When the dog hit him just now, he could only make a sound, but there was no way to stop it.

In fact, if she smashed the bags out of her hand, there would still be time to change the route the dog ran over, but she did not let go, as if those things were more important than her.

Watching the woman stand up swayingly and continue to walk forward, he put the wine in his hand in the basket of an electric car and walked over with a dark face.

"Ah!" Qiao Ying jumped into the air abruptly, yelling out in fright, and saw the man's dark face on his side.

He even hugged her directly in his waist.

"Let me down!"

Qiao Ying patted him **** the shoulder, trying to stop the man's intimacy, Pei Xian pinched her thigh and arm, threatening: "Do you want to try to fall to the ground again?"

Qiao Ying glared at him angrily, her face flushed with anger: "It's all to blame you!"

If he hadn't blocked her way, she wouldn't have been hit by a dog.

Pei Xian's face was rare, and he turned and walked towards the car in his arms.

After a while, a black Porsche also joined the dense traffic.

The owner of the electric car walked out of the mall and saw that there was a bag of things in the car basket, and it was packed in a high-class appearance. He picked it up and looked at it and muttered to himself: "Now I don’t distribute flyers, and I’m sending out alcohol? Really arrogant. ..."

In the Chinese Medicine Hospital, Qiao Ying looked at her right foot that was swollen like a pig's hoof, and her beautiful brows frowned like undulating waves.

The doctor used medicated wine to massage her, and her fists were clenched in pain.

Pei Xian, whose eyebrows were deeper than hers, glanced at her feet, and his eyes fell on the woman's face. Seeing her small face wrinkled, he took her hand over and put it on his arm and said, "Squeeze tight."

"No need." Qiao Ying said stubbornly. As soon as the voice fell, the doctor was exerting force, and the pain was so painful that she subconsciously grabbed her fingers. Pei Xian twisted her eyebrows and glanced at her clenched fingers. big.

Qiao Ying's painful face turned white. After the wave of pain passed, she let go of her hand to retract, and the man's big palm was on the back of her hand, holding her firmly.

Qiao Ying made a profit, but did not make it. When they raised her eyes to face each other, Pei Xian glanced at the pile of children's supplies lying on the table, and asked again: "What are those for?"

Qiao Ying rolled her head and stared at her feet, and said indifferently: "You can't control it."

At the end of the hospital's diagnosis and treatment, Pei Xian picked him up again without any explanation and sent him back to Qiao's house.

Qiao's family is an alley yard, Qiao's parents are not there, but Qiao Shen is at home. Seeing Pei Xian who came in with someone in his arms, Qiao Shen looked at the two suspiciously, then looked at Qiao Ying, and motioned with his eyes: Are you all right?

Qiao Ying winked back and said: Don't reveal a word! Come and hug me!

Qiao Ying's feet were swollen and her original shoes couldn't be worn. At the moment, she was only wrapped in thick cotton socks and exposed to the air.

Qiao Shen realized it after only a glance. He coughed slightly and stretched out his hand and said, "I'll do it."

Pei Xian only glanced at him, holding Qiao Ying around Qiao Shen, and walked to her room.

He only left one sentence: "Go and get her things in the car."

Qiao Shen turned his head and glanced at them, and touched his neck speechlessly. What's wrong with this?

In the room, Pei Xian put the person on the bed, Qiao Ying immediately rolled in, picked up the quilt and wrapped herself up, and said coldly: "Okay, you can go out."

Pei Xian glanced at the woman who pretended to sleep with her eyes closed, and sneered: "No one can compare to you in the ability to cross the river and break the bridge."

After all, he walked out without expecting any response from her.

When Qiao Shen saw those shopping bags full of dangdang from the back seat, his heart beat a drum.

According to Pei Xian's character, he must be asked again.

When he turned around with his hands full, he saw Pei Xian standing behind him holding his arms.

"Those things..." Pei Xian raised her chin and pointed, "Who did she buy for?"

Qiao Shen was impatient and said without changing his face: "The birthday of the relative's daughter in the family."

Pei Xian took a step forward and glanced at the handful of items again: "So many?"

Qiao Shen said: "Everyone in the family has to give it away, so she can buy it together."

Pei Xian pursed her lips and stared at Qiao Shen for several seconds, and she saw that Qiao's deep cold sweat was coming out. However, he has been following a boss with a temperament for so many years, no matter what the situation, he can be calm and composed.

He said: "Thank you for sending her back."

When Qiao Shen turned around, Pei Xian's cold voice came: "Qiao Shen, your family doesn't have much contact with relatives."

Pei Xian has been in contact with Qiao Ying for a few years, and even if he doesn't know everything about Qiao's family, he still knows some things.

Qiao's family moved from another place a few years ago. How close can the family members who don't go back during the Chinese New Year have their relatives in their hometown?

Pei Xian said that, got in the car and closed the door, and the car drove away in front of him.

Qiao Shen looked at the car that Juechen was leaving, opened his mouth, and turned back helplessly.

In Qiao Ying's room, hearing the sound of footsteps, Qiao Ying opened her eyes and looked at Qiao Shen who walked in. She asked, "Has he gone?"

Qiao Shen put his two-handed things on the sofa near the corner and said, "You are not afraid of what he knows?"

Qiao Ying's eyes dimmed, and she said in a low voice: "I accidentally encountered it, you think I want to."

Qiao Shen glanced at her and picked up a chair to sit down. He said, "He doesn't give up on you. It's better to tell him whether he accepts it or not. Give him a good time and give you a good time."

Qiao Ying hung his head, wringing his face and said: "After talking about breaking up, what else is there to be happy or unhappy?"

Qiao took a deep breath and said, "You don't know men anymore."

"An unclear breakup is unacceptable to any man. Even if it is a breakup, it just leaves a mystery in his heart. If you don't solve this mystery, you will have eternal curiosity. Why do you tell him to forget you and give up on you?"

Qiao Ying grabbed the pillow next to him and smashed it over and said: "Man man, you can't even talk about a relationship. What kind of man are you talking about? Get out!"

Qiao Shen was beaten out of the door, and the door was closed, and the emotion Qiao Ying held back collapsed.

She covered her cheeks with her hands, her palms moist.

If she can, she doesn't want to be that way.

I just hope that they never meet again, there is still so much time, he will always forget her...

...

Villa on Guhua Road.

Fu Hanchuan stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, the phone in his hand rang for a long time, and finally turned into a voice prompt.

"Sorry, no one answered the user you called. Please try again later."

After a click, it fell completely silent.

Fu Hanchuan lowered his hand, his face was cold.

He made so many calls to the woman, and she didn't answer any of them.

Pei Xian's words sounded in his head, and his brows were frowned in annoyance.

He turned around and strode towards the door. Mother Song was mopping the floor in the corridor. The door suddenly opened and she was startled.

"Mr. Fu..."

Fu Hanchuan asked, "Where is Fu Win?"

Mother Song pointed out the door and said: "Ms. Wu took him to class."

The young master goes to class every week. This class is still arranged by him. Did you forget?

With a "bang" the door closed, Fu Hanchuan called Teacher Wu and asked her to send the child back.

At this moment Fu Ying was taking a calligraphy class, and Mr. Wu brought the people back according to his instructions.

When Fu Ying came back, he didn't even have time to wash his hands, and there were still lacquered ink on his fingers.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him coldly and said, "Call her."

After the last unspoken rule incident, Fu Hanchuan banned Fu Ying from surfing the Internet on the grounds of an exam, and did not even let him watch the TV. The incident was only a short time ago, and it did not come out when the program was broadcast. The small society of the school has not had time to spread.

Fu Ying looked at his father, guessing that he could not make a call again, and took Qiao's back and walked to the bathroom.

When the faucet was turned on, the little guy tiptoeed and squeezed out the hand sanitizer to rub his hands. He pretended not to understand, and asked, "Who is it to call?"

Fu Hanchuan's face was cold, and he took his arm directly, took off the phone watch he was wearing, and dialed the phone.

Fu Ying rounded his eyes as he watched the man using his watch to call, frowning his little eyebrows: "Dad, how can you do this..."

In Xiangyuan, Su Xiang glanced at the cell phone that had fallen silent, and settled on how to collect it next. The cell phone rang again not long after it quieted down.

She glanced at the caller ID, saw Fu Ying's number, and instinctively reached out and picked up the phone.

But when her finger was about to drop and hit the answer button, she stopped.

Three years ago, what she was most afraid of was that Fu Ying saw the video. At this time, she was even more afraid of this call. It was Fu Ying who called her to question her.

She can face anyone with a clear conscience, but for her own children, she doesn't know how to face it.

She was even more afraid that Fu Ying would be affected because of her.

In the last unspoken rule incident, the child was embarrassed because of her, and this incident...

Su Xiang's fingers were clenched until they were stiff, and his throat rolled several times, enduring the tears that were about to fall.

She wanted to see her son, but couldn't face his pure little face.

She can't face it...

The bell kept ringing, like a whip hitting her heart, the pain was too much for her.

"Stop ringing, stop ringing..."

She bit her finger in her mouth and stared at the phone that kept ringing.

Finally, the bell was quiet again.

This time, without waiting for the phone to dial in, she grabbed the phone and found out Fu Hanchuan's number. When the phone was connected, she yelled hysterically, "Transfer him to school right away, right away!"

After shouting, she immediately hung up the phone and turned it off.

She transformed all the grievances she suffered into hatred for those who framed her.

No matter what, she will continue to survive, even if she has nothing, she will pull out the person hiding in the dark, and completely solve the matter!

When Fu Hanchuan answered the phone, Su Xiang's voice made his ears uncomfortable.

I didn't see her face, but from her roaring tone, we can tell her state at this time.

She didn't even dare to answer Fu Ying's phone...

She can't face the child...

Fu Hanchuan looked up sullenly, and said to Teacher Wu who was guarding outside: "Go to the private school and ask for admission next Monday."