Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Sitting at the computer desk, Su Xiang recalled Qi Lingyang's words in a daze, always feeling that there was something in his words.

Regarding how she became dumb, will this matter be more difficult to face than Chang Yan's previous evils?

It feels like he knows something. But what does he know?

And Chang Yan, since she didn't die, she wouldn't just let it go, but what exactly should she do to get her punished and not let herself fall into public opinion again?

Moreover, the entanglement between the Chang family and the Fu family also caused her a headache.

Fu Hanchuan

Su Xiang felt even more upset when he thought of what Fu Hanchuan said in the movie theater.

She patted her head, when was the curse secretly, and there was still a gap in his mind. After she stopped her mind and looked at the computer, on the screen in front of her, the speech she prepared about the start of the New Year was full of messy words, and even a sentence could not be spelled together. Instead, it was mixed with a lot of Su Run and Chang Yan. The name, as well as the three characters Fu Hanchuan.

She was taken aback, and quickly deleted and rewritten. It seems that Qi Lingyang is right. She has too many things in her mind, and she has to clear some to have the energy to deal with other things.

Su Xiang took a sip of coffee to refresh himself and concentrated on rewriting the speech. He was so busy until late that he turned off the lights and went to rest. During this period, I didn’t turn on the phone to look at it. After washing up, I picked up the phone and read it. There was a message in it. Qi Lingyang seemed to have guessed that she would stay up late, and sent her a dozing panda, suggesting that she will be tomorrow. There are panda eyes.

Su Xiang curled his lips and turned back and said: tomorrow's start-up red envelope is not for you anymore.

It is an annual practice to issue red envelopes for work. It indicates that the new year will be auspicious and wealthy. Although Qi Lingyang is not a member of her studio, she has never given her less advice. It is her entrepreneurial teacher, so she wants this red envelope. Meaningful.

With a ding of the phone, he sent a big red envelope to start work well and go to the end.

Linghu Wujiang: Red envelopes cannot be less than this number.

It was already past twelve o'clock, Su Xiang wrinkled his nose, and replied: I'm asleep, good night.

Qi Lingyang looked at the good night animated picture on the screen and smiled faintly, but the smile was a bit heavy.

He hoped that she could learn the secret later and knew that she had been investigating for three years. Once Chang Yan's affairs were over, there would be no reason to stop her. If the truth is not so cruel, how good would it be?

On the first day of the new year, the number of people who came to the studio to report was three fewer than the number left at the end of last year. One of them was the store manager. Su Xiang guessed that a few people's resignation reports would be received later.

The last quarter of last year was so turbulent, the products were almost impossible to sell, and the lower confidence in the studio was understandable. Su Xiang can better understand why Qi Lingyang wants her to cheer up and deal with things one by one.

Facing the departure of her former partner, she was really sad. If she gets upset any more, the studio will really go downhill in the future.

She took a deep breath, raised her spirits and started a motivational speech, and then sent the start-up red envelopes and the meeting ended. The employees in the store and the factory gave the red envelopes to the relevant person in charge. She held the last red envelope and smiled in her hand. Next, put it in the drawer, and personally went to the store that lacked a manager, that is, the skin care store to give out red envelopes.

When she arrived at the store, as she expected, there were not many clerk left in the store. Su Xiang sent the start-up red envelope, said a few words of encouragement, and promoted a man with the longest working experience to become a manager on the spot.

"Those who have left us now may have a chance to meet again in the future, but I hope that when we meet again next time, it will be a better time for us than before."

It's no wonder that those people are not loyal, and they are very kind without taking the red envelopes before leaving.

The next step was to patrol the stores and factories one by one, and he was busy until the evening before returning to Xiangyuan.

In the evening, Qi Lingyang came to Xiangyuan as usual. When Su Xiang handed the red envelope to his hand, he only squeezed the thickness and put it directly into the chest pocket of the suit without even opening it. Su Xiang smiled and asked, "Don't take a look?"

Qi Lingyang glanced at him and sat on the carpet. He looked at his pearl and smiled and said, "Just look at it and it's gone."

At Pearl's age, when he was fascinated by red envelopes, Su Xiang vomited: "Stingy."

Qi Lingyang saw that she didn't look listless, and said, "Looking at it this way, some women entrepreneurs are demeanor."

For those who are starting a business, they will encounter difficulties and setbacks, but some sadness is because of people. The people who worked hard together and endured hardship together left, feeling very disappointed in their hearts.

Su Xiang pursed his lips and smiled, "You knew it would be like that, so you reminded me yesterday?"

Qi Lingyang took a seat and sat down on her shoulders and said: "The most difficult thing about starting a business is not knowing when to get ahead and when to achieve full profit. Many people are in debt and find it difficult to stick to it. According to Your reservation plan, after the launch of the Youth League, the paper clip series of skin care products can occupy a certain market, but this plan died halfway."

"Your studio is divided into three contents. It has been in operation for two years. At present, it has barely maintained a revenue balance. This is already a great improvement. But you must also see that there are some benefits from the preferential policies. Among them, the skin care product series with the largest loss, although it has decided to take the international route and has the support of the Divan family, it will not be a short time to design new products for European skin."

"In domestic stores, you still have to continue to make skin care products in China, so that these stores can survive. For those who leave, they may be able to survive one or two cold winters before, but there are too many cold winters to see. When you hope, it is natural to leave."

"If you can look at it with a right mindset, it means that you have survived, and you will become more and more accustomed to this in the future." Qi Lingyang considered it, "fate."

People can also be called fate because of the closeness and separation between people.

He looked at her lightly, thought of some things, moved his eyebrows slightly, and stopped the topic. It happened that Zhang's mother brought the food out, and he picked up the dishes and chopsticks: "Let’s eat first, and I will teach you some other things later when I have time."

It's better for her to have other things on her hands than she still has time to think about Su Run's secrets.

The beginning of the new year passed in the calm of the next few days, and in a blink of an eye it was the Lantern Festival.

In the old house of the Fu family, Fu Hanchuan walked out of the old man's building with Fu Ying, both of them looking heavy.

Fu Ying walked halfway, standing still under a winter tree. It was supposed to be when the fragrance of the flowers was strong, but this winter plum was bare, and no flower bones had grown this year.

Fu Ying looked up at Fu Hanchuan, his small face was depressed, and a small drum bag was squeezed out between the two eyebrows. Fu Hanchuan saw that he was hesitant to speak, and said, "What's the matter?"

Fu Ying pursed his small mouth, grabbed a bare branch and pulled it, and after tangled up, he asked, "Dad, will Grandpa die?"

Although the child also knows that it is not allowed to say unlucky things during the New Year, it is disrespectful to ask this question at this time.

But the old man didn't wake up to see him just now. When he came before, the grandfather would always look at him.

Fu Ying overheard the conversation between Fu Hanchuan and the doctor. The doctor said that Mr. Fu has been sleeping longer and longer, and it is very likely that he would just leave in a dream.

Fu Hanchuan reached out and touched his head, and said, "You have to understand that human life is limited."

Fu Ying tightened his lips, seemingly unacceptable, and walked into the room boringly. Madam Zhuo Ya glanced at the little guy who walked in, then looked sideways at Fu Hanchuan, she said coldly: "I have something to ask you."

There was no expression on Fu Hanchuan's face, and he was even more indifferent. Madam Zhuo Ya frowned, her dissatisfaction arose in her heart, and her face sank.

She said: "You don't let me meet Fu Ying, what do you mean?"

During the New Year’s Day, it was the time for the family to reunite to enjoy the family relationship, but since working at the Chang family, Fu Hanchuan has never let Fu Ying return to the old house, nor has Mrs. Zhuo Ya pick up Fu Ying. To put it bluntly , Is to prohibit Fu Ying from contacting Madam Zhuo Ya again.

Fu Hanchuan looked into the distance, his thin lips opened and closed, and there was no emotion in his voice. He said, "Madam, I still don't have any contact with Fu Ying."

Madam Zhuo Ya opened her eyes wide when she heard that name and said angrily: "What do you call me? Madam?"

Her biological son actually called her wife just like everyone else?

Fu Hanchuan withdrew his gaze, fell on her face indifferently, looked at her eyes, and said, "If today is not a holiday, I will not bring Fu Win back."

There is not much time for the old man. After all, Fu Ying is the treasure of the old man's heart. Let him see him a few times, and in the future it will only be less than once.

Madam Zhuo Ya was shocked: "You, are you guarding me?"

Fu Hanchuan closed his eyes, mother and son, he couldn't say anything, he just said: "Fu Ying will return those thoughts that I don't want your wife to instill in him."

After those things in the Chang family, he already understood that he couldn't go on like this anymore.

Mrs. Zhuoya never expected that she would get these words from her son. She smiled, her smile being ironic and sad.

"Chang Yan said, you have always had that woman in your heart. You are looking for Feng Qingyang just to hide it from me, afraid that I will trouble her again?"

Not only to conceal her, but also to conceal from Chang Yan.

The woman Chang Yan was angry about what she did, but there was one thing she did right. She tested Fu Hanchuan's sincerity, he actually did this for that woman!

She wanted to question him the first time about this matter, but when she thought of the tense mother-child relationship between the two, she was still suppressed, and she waited for some easing time to mention it. But she did not expect that it was she who thought so well. Now, it is not whether she can improve the relationship between mother and child, but her son, who has decided to separate the relationship with her!

Now that I asked, Fu Hanchuan did not deny it anymore, and directly admitted: "Yes. There are many doubts about Su Xiang, and when I can't find anyone, I asked Miss Feng to help."

"By the way, since it has come to light, I hope Madam will not go to Miss Feng again. She is not the Mrs. Fu you hoped for."

With lessons learned, Fu Hanchuan will never let this happen again in the future, especially not let Madam Zhuoya make a wooing move to cause trouble.

Feng Qingyang is only a cooperative relationship with him, but he is afraid that Madam Zhuo Ya will act in private and be implicated in the Feng family. Then it will be another regular family.

Madam Zhuoya stared at him coldly, as if this son no longer knew him, she said: "Okay. But since you took Feng Qingyang to the banquet, the outside world is the news about your passionate love with Feng Qingyang. This, you want How to settle it?"

Fu Hanchuan was silent and said, "Soon, the outside world will know that Fu Hanchuan and Feng Qingyang have broken up."

The calm voice fell, looking at Fu Hanchuan's plain face, Mrs. Zhuoya's lips curled up, and she mocked: "Okay, it's Fu Hanchuan, when designing this play, even the finishing touches were planned. "

"You used a Feng Qingyang to let Chang Yan, who had guarded you for three years, leave the field. In the past three years, you kept Chang Yan just to prevent me from placing those women by your side?"

"You are really my good son." Madam Zhuoya laughed coldly: "Fu Hanchuan, you are good, even me, and design. I'm your mother, you guard against that woman. Keep me, in the future, do you want to sever ties with me because of her?"

There were no fluctuations on Fu Hanchuan's face, but his hanging fingers slowly squeezed. He said lightly, "Madam, you are not in good health. Don't get angry anymore."

Although it was a word of exhortation, saying it was more sad than not saying it. Faced with her son's betrayal, Madame Zhuoya was disappointed and said angrily: "Are you crazy about ghosts! Behind you, the people who have always supported you and supported you," it's me!"

"I asked you to separate from that woman for your own good. Just for this matter, you want to have a relationship with me and also cut off my grandparents and grandson friendship with Fu Ying?"

Fu Hanchuan shook his fist and continued to maintain a calm tone. She said, "Madam, Fu Ying was also born to her. When you look at him, will you think of her?"

"Don't quibble with me!" Madam Zhuoya waved her hand fiercely and interrupted him angrily. After all, he thought she would affect Fu Ying, that's what he meant!

She pointed at him, her fingers trembling with anger: "Hello, you are so kind!"

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly, his breath became deeper, and he almost blurted out a word before he swallowed it back to his lips.

Now that the person who framed Su Xiang has been found out, he can safely admit his intentions, but facing the furious Madame Zhuo Ya, he thought for a while and didn’t tell the story of Su Xiang’s still in marriage. .

He couldn't guarantee that Madame Zhuoya, who was furious, would do anything more irrational.

On the way back, Fu Ying glanced at Fu Hanchuan and asked, "Dad, did you quarrel with grandma?"

Fu Hanchuan looked straight ahead and drove: "No."

Fu Ying rolled his eyes, pursed his small mouth, and secretly said: Dad must have lied. He didn't talk to grandma or look at her. Both of them were angry.

This is called the cold war.

In the evening, Fu Ying glanced at the door of the study secretly and made sure that the door was closed. He hid in the room and sent a message to Su Xiang that he had a quarrel with his grandma.

Su Xiang looked at the news, and her son wanted to chat with her, so she followed the topic to reply and asked: Why did you quarrel?

Fu Ying: I don't know, it's a cold war.

Su Xiang felt dumbfounded at the two words "Cold War", and I don't know where he learned it from. However, Fu Hanchuan quarreled with Madam Zhuo Ya, it was hard to imagine what it was like.

Both were unwilling to admit defeat, and both were extremely cold-hearted people.

However, Mrs. Zhuo Ya has always been very demanding of Fu Hanchuan, and she is always centered on him. Even if Fu Hanchuan sometimes contradicts her, she will not be angry with him for a long time. Now the relationship between the two is stiff enough to fight a cold war. Strange.

Su Xiang squeezed her fingers. After a few seconds of shock, she had a vague answer in her heart. She shook her head and quickly pulled herself out of that thought.

Another message from Fu Ying was sent: Grandpa Tai's health is not good. Uncle Doctor said that he would not be able to wake up.

Su Xiang didn't see much fluctuation on his face when he saw the news of Old Man Fu.

She was able to marry Fu Hanchuan, the real reason is still Father Fu. If it were not for his serious illness and eager to see the fourth generation of the Fu family, the Fu family would not agree to her marriage.

During the three years in Fu's family, she had to get permission when she went to see him, and she didn't have any affection for the old man.

The old man was already in his dying year, and after so many years, he should have run out of oil and light. Legend has it that a character who was once a master of the wind, to the final home, is no different from ordinary people.

Su Xiang replied: In this world, there are lives left, and new lives will come. When you came into this world, you were a new life. From then on, you will eat a lot of delicious and unpalatable things. I will also see many different scenery, and encounter happy or unhappy things.

But more importantly, you will meet many people, including your parents, grandparents, and anyone. Among these people, some will stay with you for a long time, and some will only stay with you for a short period of time, but they will always be separated. It's just a matter of time to meet and leave.

Su Xiang didn't know, she said so much, can Fu Ying understand it. But birth, old age, sickness and death, there are so many unknowable accidents that create the length of fate between people. She didn't want Fu Ying to be afraid of death, at least, don't know what death is for the first time like her.

Fu Ying looked at the long text, read it several times, and then asked: Will you die too? Will dad die too?

Seeing this, Su Xiang was stunned. She slowly wrote: There are lengths of life, and everyone will have such a day. But since you are alive, you have to do something meaningful, and you won't regret to live in this world for nothing in the end. Grandpa, he was a very powerful person when he was young. He also saw your birth and saw you grow up. I think he should feel satisfied with this life.

I gave birth to you, saw you grow up safely and happily, and I will be very satisfied when I see you get married and have children in the future. But since then, your wife and children have been by your side.

By the way, are you still in contact with Lian Liang now? Miss her?

Fu Ying blushed and wrote: I am going to sleep.

Really, he asked her seriously, how could he ask about his personal affairs.

The little guy felt comfortable, and when he was about to say something else, when he heard footsteps in the hallway at the door, he immediately retracted his hands under the quilt, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he looked like he was asleep.

The door of the children's room was not closed tightly. Fu Hanchuan gently opened the door and came in. He saw the bright light in the room, and said to the little guy on the bed: "Pretend to sleep and turn off the light in the future."

Fu Ying rubbed his eyes, humming and pretending to wake up: "Ah, when did I go to sleep?"

He picked up the book opened by the pillow and read it like that. Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, and said coldly: "If you want to talk to her, just be fair. You are not allowed to find her."

Fu Ying pretended to flip through a page of the atlas, and Fu Hanchuan said lightly: "What did you tell her?"

Fu Ying: "Nothing, just chat casually."

"causal talk?"

"Yes, just chat." The little guy seemed to be in a good mood.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, walked over and turned off the light: "It's late, go to bed early." The stinky boy kept hiding from him.

Fu Hanchuan walked back to the master bedroom, and sighed coldly into the room. He went to the bed and opened the quilt to lie down, and the light went out. But at this moment, the door was quietly opened. On the other side, you can feel the quilt being lifted and the bed sinking slightly.

Fu Hanchuan opened his eyes and said quietly to the ceiling: "What are you doing here?"

Fu Ying moved to his side, sticking to his side, keeping the same flat position as him, the little guy said: "I'm still a little scared."

For a child, no matter how brave, there is still fear in his heart when he first encounters death.

Fu Hanchuan tilted his head to look at him, rubbed his hair and said, "You are still far away from that day."

Fu Ying turned his body to his side, got into his arms, closed his eyes and said vaguely: "Dad, neither you nor her should die, and I don't want you to grow old."

"Yeah" Fu Hanchuan put one arm on the back of his head, looking at the ceiling, patted the little guy's back with the other hand, his eyes flickered slightly, and after a while he finally sighed as his last goodnight before going to bed.

Su Xiang allowed Chang Yan to spend these few days steadily because she was seriously injured. If she waited for her to wake up and went to her to settle the account, she was afraid that she could not bear it and would really die. When the news from the hospital came that Chang Yan had been transferred to a general ward, and no longer relying on oxygen machines to survive, Su Xiang walked into the hospital gate again, and she should have ended up with her.

When she got out of the car, another car also drove in. Su Xiang didn't care at first, but when she walked straight forward, a voice behind her stopped her.

"Miss Su"

Su Xiang turned his head and looked over, and when he saw the person getting off the car, his face moved slightly. The person in front of me has heard of it many times, but only once or twice actually meet face to face.

She asked, "Why did Miss Feng come to the hospital?"

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