Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Fu Hanchuan stood up quickly, and strode out. Feng Qingyang looked at his back, moved his eyebrows and looked at Mo Feitong, pursing his lips slightly.

Could it be the same as catching the little yellow chicken one last time, and staring at her coldly: "What to look at."

Feng Qingyang tilted his head to look at him, and suddenly said, "Mo Shao, how old are you?"

Not only is IQ low, it is also naive.

Could it be that the same stunned, thinking about the woman's meaning, turned his head to look at Pei Xian, Feng Qingyang had already stood up and walked out, looking for Fu Hanchuan.

Pei Xian patted his arm to comfort him. He said: "Sir, you are not here during this time, I will make up for you first. Now, the methods against Su Xiang some time ago were ruthless and overcast. Madam Ya refused to rest, and relied on Fu Hanchuan's power to retaliate against the Qi family, and then offended the Chang family because of this, so Major General Fu made a plan..."

Pei Xian briefly talked about some things during this period, and finally said: "In any case, Shao Fu thought of a way to invite Miss Feng as a shield." Pei Xian glanced at the claw-grabbing machine. , "You didn't see that the woman played games with killing intent?"

What Pei Xian said, could it be the same aftertaste. He furrowed his eyebrows and glanced at the place where Fu Hanchuan had been sitting just now. So, isn't Fu Hanchuan as the rumors say, he fell in love with Feng Qingyang?

But in case Qing Yang, like other women, took the opportunity to become selfish, wouldn't it solve one trouble and another more serious trouble?

Could it be that the same drink spit out, Pei Xian laughed: "Three young masters, I know that you are now wholeheartedly defending Su Xiang. But you also have to understand that the three young masters' faces are not as good as RMB. ..."

The wine glass was on his lips, and he squinted his eyes. It's the same: "But if Fu Shao and Feng Qingyang get better, you still have a chance to be in the upper position, shouldn't you be happy?"

Could it be that Tong directly kicked him, grabbed the wine glass on the coffee table and took a sip, "Happy your sister!"

He likes Su Xiang, sympathizes with her, pity her and admires her, but he also knows his position, he just doesn't want to see Fu Hanchuan occupying the little mute while refusing to leave, and playing some marriage tricks on the other hand.

In that case, it would be better to just put the little dumb.

He glanced at Pei Xian suspiciously: "Isn't he really doing any marriage?"

If he is still ambiguous about marriage, don't blame him for not talking about brotherly morality!

Pei Xian patted the footprints on the trouser legs and glanced at the door: "If Shao Fu really wants to marry, he won't drag Chang Yan for three years..."

In the back garden of 1988, a man was holding his mobile phone. The number displayed on the screen had not yet been dialed out. The cold light of the screen illuminated his appearance. He looked gloomy and hesitated.

The screen dimmed, and the man's face was shrouded in night. He put the phone back in his pocket, then took out the cigarette case, smoked a cigarette, the fire flashed, and the smoke curled up, and in an instant Be blown away by the wind.

She was going to New Zealand. He was qualified and had a position to not allow her to go, but he was defeated by one of his own mistakes.

He laughed at himself, and the call was over, I'm afraid it will attract some cynicism from her again. For example, he didn't take her, and he didn't allow others to take her.

Fu Hanchuan raised his head to face the moon in the sky, slowly exhaling smoke, and leaned back on a column.

There was a clatter of footsteps behind him, and a cool voice came from him: "Why, I'm afraid your friends will see you looking shriveled and uncomfortable?"

Fu Hanchuan took down the ashes with the smoke bomb, snorted and ignored him. Feng Qingyang stood still next to him, holding his arms to see him and said, "Why don't you call her?"

"It's just a dumb, but I'm afraid I can't hold her down?"

When Fu Hanchuan thought of Su Xiang's fierce appearance, he smiled unconsciously and said, "She is not an ordinary dumb."

She was stubborn and fierce, but when she lowered her eyebrows, she was gentle and considerate, like a little cat.

He took a deep puff of cigarette and said, "Have you ever raised a cat?"

When an unexpected question came out, Feng Qingyang was taken aback, then shook his head and said: "Feng Qinghong is allergic to cats and dogs' hair, and no animals are allowed at home."

Feng's boss is allergic to pollen, and Feng's third is allergic to animal fur, so Feng's garden does not have a flower, nor an animal, nor even fur accessories.

Feng Qingyang teased a cat at a classmate’s house when he was a child. Feng Qinghong was allergic to the cat because of the cat's hair stained on his clothes. Feng Qingyang was punished by taking care of him for a week. He ate and drank Lazar.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the moon and slowly said, "The cat is a very sensitive and insecure animal. When you trust you, once you abandon it, it will be difficult for it to change its mind."

Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows. Seeing his helpless and distressed look in love, it was really hard for anyone to see.

High-spirited and full-fledged men, there are times when they are so embarrassed by love, and there are times when they are humble...

Feng Qingyang let out a sigh of relief. She was just an outsider and didn't know what happened between them. She only said: "Fu Hanchuan, you told her, did you love her?"

Fu Hanchuan's fingers shook violently, and a piece of soot shook off, accidentally staining his black woolen cloth. His breath sank and he looked at the bushes in front of him with dark eyes.

Feng Qingyang glanced at the gray soot and said to him: "If you don't want her to go, you should let her know. At least it shows that you care. If you didn't do anything, she might think that you really don't care. "After speaking, she turned and left.

Fu Hanchuan's brows gradually frowned as she heard her footsteps drift away.

Calling her, in exchange for her sarcasm, not calling her, and giving her indifferent hints, in the end it was him who lost.

Suddenly, Fu Hanchuan felt even worse.

He took out his phone and pressed the round dial button when the screen lit up. The phone was beeping, and every time it rang, his brows wrinkled.

Su Xiang took the newly bought shower gel and walked into the bathroom. He heard the phone ringing in the room, took off half of his clothes, wrapped it up, and opened the door. He frowned when he saw Fu Hanchuan's caller ID: "Hey... "

The man's low voice came: "It's me."

Su Xiang: "I know."

The phone was silent for a few seconds, Su Xiang listened to the breathing on the other end, and faintly heard the rustle of leaves shaking, probably outside.

Calling her at this time, did you find any clues? Su Xiang asked what he thought of.

Fu Hanchuan coughed against his lips and said vaguely: "Well, there is something to ask you." He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "Waiting at the cinema at 11 o'clock, you know."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Su Xiang looked at the quiet cell phone and immediately got up to change his clothes.

The movie theater is no stranger to Su Xiang, and he greeted him at the front desk and walked to the box where he had been several times.

Sure enough, there were people sitting in the box, and the light inside was dim, and the light and shadow of the big screen fell on the man, reflecting the color of rotation.

His face is cold, with one arm leaning on the back of the sofa, a lazy and relaxed posture, and he feels that he will become a fierce look at any time.

Su Xiang walked in and stood still in front of him, "What did you find?"

Fu Hanchuan raised his hand to turn off the movie, then turned his eyes to Su Xiang: "When I called you, what were you doing? Why did you answer it so long?"

Su Xiang glanced at him strangely, and said impatiently: "I'm taking a shower." Asking what this is doing.

Su Xiang wore a down jacket with buttons. It looked bulging. Fu Hanchuan's eyes fell on the buttons of her neckline, and he glanced at it and said, "Aren't you hot?"

The heating in the cinema was fully turned on, but Su Xiang had just come in from outside, and of course he wouldn't feel hot before his body was hot.

She endured patiently: "Fu Hanchuan, if you come to me just for small talk..."

She pointed her toes towards the door, not planning to waste time like this.

Fu Hanchuan stood up quickly and said, "Wait a minute."

Su Xiang stopped and turned to look at him. Fu Hanchuan said with an awkward expression: "The New Year's Eve is coming. You don't expect you to accompany Fu Ying to eat once for the New Year's Eve dinner. Tomorrow night at 7 o'clock in the ocean park."

Su Xiang only felt that her breathing had stopped, her eyes swayed slightly, she looked at Fu Hanchuan uncertainly: "You...are you going to bring Fu to win?"

Could Feitong also said that she could help her bring Fu Ying out, but she didn't dare.

Looking at the eagerness and hesitation in Su Xiang's eyes, Fu Hanchuan frowned and said, "It will be arranged."

During this period of time, he and Feng Qingyang went in and out of various occasions in a high-profile manner. They also had a tacit understanding in the company, and they should have been effective.

Su Xiang bit his lip and nodded, then immediately shook his head and rolled down his throat and said, "No more."

God knows how much she wants to see Fu Ying, especially it has been another year. If there is no reunion dinner this year, it will be the fourth year.

But she is more afraid of...

Su Xiang looked at Fu Hanchuan's eyes with a touch of humiliation. She asked, "Did Fu Ying ask you why he wanted to transfer him?"

"..." Fu Hanchuan's eyebrows tightened, and his thin lips formed a line.

"How did you answer him?"

Seeing the humiliation in her eyes, Fu Hanchuan squeezed her hanging fingers and tightened her teeth. He gritted his teeth and said: "Because he is the future heir of the Fu family, he must go to the best school. The public school is for his childhood."

After Fu Ying entangled him several times, Fu Hanchuan gave him this answer coldly.

To be the heir of the Fu family, there is no childhood to speak of. Fu Hanchuan himself received elite education when he was a child. In the past few years, Fu Ying has not given him the same pressure as he did when he was a child because of the absence of his mother. But after all these things, Fu Hanchuan wanted to understand one thing. Being born in such a family cannot be weak, and there is no complete protection.

Fu Ying is a boy, so he should take up his responsibilities, not hide under someone's umbrella and continue to be innocent and carefree.

He is the only seedling of the Fu family, and while being favored by thousands of people, he carries a heavier burden.

He can block Chang Yan's mouth and keep Chang Yan away from Fu Ying, but what about the others? Those restless people are like poisonous snakes hiding in the shadows.

She doesn't dare to see, can it be regarded as the possibility that it will never happen?

Fu Hanchuan sighed and said with blazing eyes: "Su Xiang, you can't escape if you want to escape."

"Do you think that if you don't see him, you will always isolate those foul language from him?"

"Do you think that when the matter is over, there will be no waves again in the future? Existence will always exist, as long as someone wants to deal with you, you are their handle."

"Rather than pressing down on your cowardly heart, it's better to find a better reason to let you be his beacon and let him only believe in you."

Su Xiang could feel her heart beating violently in her chest, getting faster and faster, her body also warmed up, and sweat broke out in her palms.

Fu Hanchuan took a deep look at her and said, "Tomorrow at seven o'clock, whether you come to the Ocean Park or not."

Having said that, he lifted his steps to the door, and brought a gust of wind to Su Xiang's face when he passed by. He didn't make any stops, and the sound of his footsteps seemed to be knocking in her heart. That night, Su Xiang has insomnia.

She tossed over and over several times, and those words of Fu Hanchuan always entangled her mind.

Yes, she didn't think about it, instead of letting Fu Ying hear the distorted facts from others, why not tell him by herself?

But those facts, can she tell?

She and Fu Hanchuan were so unbearable at the beginning, and Fu Ying's birth was a bargaining chip.

The first half of her life was a dark world, Fu Hanchuan, why do you want me to stop my children from listening and thinking, just trust me?

The sky outside the window changed from jet black to black, and then gradually faded, slowly revealing the whiteness of the fish belly.

Fu Ying woke up in a daze, staring at a fuzzy figure in front of him, he rubbed his eyes to see who was clearly, and murmured: "Dad..."

Fu Hanchuan picked him up and said, "Go brush your teeth and wash your face."

Fu Ying stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, and slowly went to the bathroom.

He walked out after going to the toilet. Seeing Fu Hanchuan still sitting on the edge of his bed, Fu Ying frowned and asked, "Dad, is there anything wrong with you?"

He sat there, and he couldn't go back to sleep again.

Fu Hanchuan was busy on weekdays, and he suddenly transferred his children to another school some time ago, Fu Ying resisted to no avail, and did a lot of homework for no reason. He failed to resist and took advantage of Fu Hanchuan's eyelids.

Anyway, as long as Fu Hanchuan is not there, he can play the young master's temper, and those people dare not say anything.

Fu Hanchuan looked at his son's slanted pajamas, frowned and said, "Go back and clean it up before you come out."

Fu Ying rolled his eyes, turned around reluctantly, and muttered as he walked: "Other children have holidays...I don't want to be a Fu family..."

After the winter vacation began, Fu Ying didn't have to go to class, but there were more tutoring classes outside of class. He complained to Lian Liang, but Lian Liang told him how happy she was during the winter vacation.

She also said that an aunt gave her a lot of gifts, but it was a pity that he could not go to play together.

Fu Ying dabbled in the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face, hung the children's towel on the shelf on his tiptoe, and turned his head to see Fu Hanchuan standing at the door.

"Have you applied the cream?"

Fu Ying glanced at the children's face cream and curled his mouth. Before he could pick it up, Fu Hanchuan stretched out his big hand and unscrewed the lid. He dug a piece from the inside, rubbed it in his palm, and smeared it on Fu Ying's face.

Fu Ying's soft and tender face was rubbed by him like dough, and he shouted in dissatisfaction: "Okay, don't rub it, I'm awake, I'm awake! Really awake!"

Fu Hanchuan let him go: "Go and change clothes."

Fu Ying has a lot of clothes, but those styles are not popular anymore, it looks like they were from a few years ago, and there are a lot of clothes that he can't wear at his age. If you pay attention, you will find that the tag above has not been cut, and the stamp date is a few years ago.

Fu Hanchuan picked over that row of clothes, and finally chose a small black suit, which was more suitable for formal occasions. Fu Ying looked at the clothes and asked, "Dad, are you going to the banquet?"

Fu Ying has participated in numerous banquets and banquets since he was a little baby, and he is very experienced.

"No." Fu Hanchuan stuffed the clothes into his son's hands, "Go and change it."

Fu Ying glanced at him strangely. If he didn't go to the banquet, would he go to etiquette class? In his latest classwork, he added more etiquette classes, but he remembered that it was definitely not today.

As soon as the little guy wore the very small suit, a proper abbreviated version of Fu Hanchuan, white shirt and black suit, with cold eyebrows and a look of a noble son.

Fu Hanchuan looked at it, seemingly satisfied, and nodded, then took out another set of casual clothes to Fu Ying and said, "Go and change it."

Fu Ying glanced at him, why did he change it? But seeing his father's face serious, he didn't dare to ask more, and obediently changed his casual clothes.

Such a tossing in the morning seemed to have passed. Fu Ying went to the tutoring organization to attend class as usual. During the class, he secretly chatted with Lian Liang. When he was seen by the teacher, he was chanted again, and then he was picked up by Mr. Wu.

When he opened the little book bag and immersed himself in the homework, Fu Hanchuan came back.

Fu Ying glanced up at him, pretending to write very seriously, Fu Hanchuan did not check, and ordered: "Go to the bath and change into the morning suit."

The corner of Fu Ying's lips curled up, and he said that he was not going to the banquet. Speaking of it, he hasn't been to a banquet for a long time, and even his grandma didn't take him out.

It's not how he likes to attend banquets, but when the adults are chatting, at least he can play by himself. Unlike now, he is so busy that he is busier than his father.

Humph, he was only allowed to go out to drink and chat with Uncle Pei by himself, but he was not allowed to play, and he said that he would not have a childhood anymore.

He is still a child, and he is so unreasonable as an adult.

When Fu Ying resisted the anger countless times in his heart, he didn’t know that Fu Hanchuan arranged his time so tightly. Not only was he consciously leading him to the Fu family heir, but also he was blocking the rumors and keeping him Studying makes him too busy to ask questions and think about the questions that Chang Yan confuses him.

Fu Yingyiyan washed clean and changed into a small suit. When he went out, he found that Fu Hanchuan also changed into a suit. The little guy sniffed and asked: "Dad, did you spray perfume?"

He is even more sure that there will be a banquet tonight.

Fu Hanchuan glared at him and said coldly: "Let's go."

...

Su Xiang has been watching the time all day, waiting for the setting sun. When the time came, she squeezed her fist vigorously, struggled countless times in her heart, and finally decided to go.

As Fu Hanchuan said, those that exist are facts that she can't erase. Even if she finds out the people who used her to make a fuss today, someday someone will come out and make old accounts again.

Fu Ying is the heir of the Fu family. He will sit in the position of Fu Hanchuan. At that time, he should be very powerful, even stronger than Fu Hanchuan.

The child is not too ugly. If she can't pass this level, she won't be able to pass it in the future. How can Fu Ying not feel inferior because of her mother?

Su Xiang cleaned up and asked Ma Zhang to take care of the pearls before leaving the house.

The sky has fallen long ago, and the telephone poles on the road are hung with red lanterns, red light and black are alternately set off, tassels are dancing in the wind, and there is a happy New Year atmosphere.

As soon as the New Year came, the road was much deserted. Most of the outsiders who worked in Beicheng went home for the New Year. The road to Suxiang was smooth, and I felt that there was not much red light, and they went straight to Ocean Park.

When I got out of the car, the ocean park under the night was a bit mysterious.

She has never visited the Ocean Park at night. The last time she came to this place in her memory was more than three years ago.

Su Xiang turned his head and looked around. There were also some couples who came for a night tour at this time. Fu Hanchuan's car was not seen in the parking lot, and Su Xiang didn't look for it specially, and walked in.

Fu Hanchuan only said that she was in Ocean Park, but she didn't know where it was. Only then did she remember it, and took the phone and prepared to inquire about it.

The surrounding landscape lights came on for the first time, Su Xiang raised her eyes in a daze, and saw Fu Hanchuan slowly walking with Fu Ying's little hand, her eyes widened.

The clattering of footsteps seemed so loud in the empty space, Su Xiang swallowed, looked at the person approaching her nervously, and squeezed the phone with his fingers.

Her gaze shifted from Fu Hanchuan's face to Fu Ying's face, and then from Fu Ying to his face.

Only then did she discover that this area was empty, with only the three of them. She was just looking for the route she had walked in, without realizing that those who came in had actually been led elsewhere by the erected street signs.

Fu Ying looked at Su Xiang, who was standing in front of him, and looked back at Fu Hanchuan, his face cast in doubt.

Fu Hanchuan's fingers fell on his shoulders, and gently pushed forward, "Why don't you go now?"

Fu Yinggang resisted fiercely when he transferred to another school. He once had the idea of ​​running away from home, but was suppressed by Fu Hanchuan, who had been guarded early in the morning.

Su Xiang struggled to control his emotions, and squatted down: "Fu Ying, come here, come to my mother."

Fu Ying came in front of her, Su Xiang touched his little face, and squeezed his little hand, wishing to hold him in her arms and rub it hard, but she must remain natural and calm.

She took his little hand and asked, "Have you had dinner?"

When she thought of this, she rubbed her forehead and spent the whole day unconscious. She forgot to make Fu Ying his favorite food. She hadn't cooked for him for a long time.

She remembers that there is a restaurant here, and now she can afford it, and she said: "Go, please eat something delicious."