Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Fu Hanchuan was silent. He happened to have nothing to eat. He held the small spoon and dug a spoonful. The dense and sweet taste of the cake melted in his mouth. However, it was not his favorite taste. He did not hold the cake. Eating tastelessly, looking up a few steps away, Fu Ying was already unpacking presents in excitement.

I saw the little guy holding a flat blue box and shaking it down, listening to the sound in his ear. Mother Song accompanied her, and asked curiously: "What is it?" I haven't seen this child before. Have been so interested in gifts.

Fu Ying: "I don't know." He put the box flat on the table, holding the two ribbons with his little hands. Mother Song craned her neck and was waiting for the secret to be revealed. Fu Hanchuan didn't know when he came over. After eating two bites of cake, put it on a gift box, and said to Mother Song: "Go cook a bowl of noodles."

Mother Song was stunned. She glanced at him, her eyes flashed with grief, but she had to agree, "Yes, sir, go right away."

Mother Song turned to cook the noodles, Fu Hanchuan turned her head and watched Fu Ying pick up a piece of clothing from the box.

Fu Ying squeezed the shoulders of the clothes, looked at the light, and then made gestures on his body, the size was just right.

It was a light coffee-colored sweetheart-necked cashmere sweater. If worn with a shirt inside, it would look very nice, just suitable for the early spring weather. Fu Ying touched the soft material, put the clothes on the table, and took off his school uniform jacket.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the dress, picked it up, and looked at it. The soft material felt very comfortable at the fingertips. There was no hang tag and no clothing ingredient label sewn in the corner.

"Dad?" Fu Ying took off his school uniform and looked up at Fu Hanchuan. Fu Hanchuan's complexion was light, and he returned the clothes to him. He asked as if there was nothing to say: "She gave it?"

Fu Ying grabbed his clothes and drilled his head, pulling his arms into the sleeves. Fu Hanchuan picked up the sleeves. The little guy finally slipped in smoothly. He responded with a voice: "Yes."

Fu Hanchuan looked down and watched Fu Ying sort out the clothes there. Mother Song came out and saw Fu Ying wearing new clothes. Her eyes lit up and said, "These clothes are really good-looking. Huh, it looks like they are made by hand. Who sent it?"

Fu Ying touched the Simba pinned on his chest. He also thought it was very good-looking and comfortable, so he didn't take it off immediately and continued to unpack the present in his new clothes.

Fu Hanchuan dialed the noodles in the bowl, and his eyes fell on that dress. When will she knit a sweater?

The phone on the sofa rang. Fu Hanchuan put down his chopsticks and walked over to answer the phone. On the other end of the phone, Feng Qingyang's relaxed voice came and said, "Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the garden."

Fu Hanchuan's lips twitched, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes: "Thank you."

After the call was retrieved, Fu Hanchuan walked back to the table, as if he was in a good mood. He had an appetite for the simple bowl of spinach and shrimp noodles.

Mother Song looked at him, and after two days, she finally had a good face.

In the suburban villa, could he have sent Su Xiang away, and when he turned around, Pei Xian stood with Yan Ling and was talking. Pei Xian drank and was sent back to Yan Ling.

When the car left, the two of them stood on the side of the road. Pei Xian glanced at the same reason: "I live here tonight." He turned and walked inside.

Could it be that she walked next to him and said, "I thought you were going back with them." Yan Ling was beautiful and had a temperament. Many people like this kind of woman.

Pei Xian glanced at him, too lazy to say anything. The brazier on the field has not been removed yet, and several chairs are scattered. Pei Xian casually picked a chair to sit down, drew a blanket to cover her body, stretched her long legs and lay down to watch the night.

Could it be that he glanced at him at the same time, took a chair and sat down, snapped his fingers at the staff behind him, and asked for two cups of coffee.

He handed Pei Xian a cup, took a sip and sighed. Pei Xian held the cup in a daze. Could it be that he glanced at him and said, "When I went to pick up the little girl, I saw Qiao Ying."

After Pei Xian frowned slightly, there was no response. Could Feitong look at him again: "Really give up?"

Pei Xian took a sip of coffee and said with a sense of excitement: "Don't mention this person in the future." He broke up without any reason, and he couldn't find a reason. What did he chase after her stubbornly? In this world, she is not the only woman, why hang on a tree.

Could it be that he opened his mouth at the same time, since he said so, why did he do so much. He was drinking coffee, and Yu Guang glanced at Pei Xian, thinking that he was probably trying his best to forget that person, so he hasn't been so concerned about anything lately.

The two brothers lay down and looked at the starry sky, the air was quiet, Pei Xian sighed with his arm pillowed, "Mo Shao, do you think we are all old?"

Could it be that he shook his long legs and said: "It's all three words, you think you are still a little fresh meat..." A few days ago, he thought, how did he become so vicissitudes of life, before, he was a chic Beicheng Xiao Lord, do whatever you want, say whatever you want, now, that unscrupulousness has long since worn out.

The two of them talked with each other, so they talked over, the time at the foot of the mountain passed slowly, but each family had their own affairs.

In the old house of the Qi family, Qi Haipeng's relationship with Pearl gradually deepened. With the company of his little granddaughter, Qi Haipeng felt much younger.

He was strict with his two sons, but he loved pearls infinitely. The little granddaughter bought whatever he wanted, and did not restrict her to follow the rules. He broke the teapot he bought from the auction. Qi Haipeng didn't even feel distressed. Just ask the little pearl if she has bruises.

The servant came to clean the ground. Su Run looked at the fragments on the ground, and it hurt. This came out of the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty, and millions of things were so wasteful.

"Wait, wait..." Su Run couldn't help it anymore. He waved away from the servant, looked up on the coffee table, took a tissue box from the top, took out all the tissues inside, and then picked it up. The pieces were wrapped in paper towels and placed carefully in the box.

A broken baby is also a baby. Looking back to find a craftsman to repair it, there are still millions not hundreds of thousands.

Pearl looked at him curiously, and Nuonuo said, "If it's broken, don't pick it up, it will hurt your hands..."

The pearl broke and I don't know how many cups and bowls there are. Su Xiang never let her touch it. The little girl remembered it, knowing that it would cut her finger.

Su Run didn't hear it. If he was not careful, his fingers really let a fragment cut his hand. He didn't even wrinkle his brows, and just wiped it casually with a tissue, as if the fragments were worth more than his fingers.

From the corner of his eye, Qi Haipeng snorted ironically when he saw Su Run like that.

Su Run heard Qi Haipeng's sarcasm and shook a piece of broken porcelain in his hand and said, "Master, don't you want these?" Don't wait for him to tidy up and be taken back.

Qi Haipeng said: "Junk things, what am I going to do?"

What was already **** in his eyes, but a treasure in Su Run's eyes, this was nothing more than a sarcasm, and Su Run could not hear it. After picking up the big pieces, he went to pick up the small pieces again, not letting go of a single bit. The figure lying on the ground looked like a beggar.

Su Run didn’t feel that he had lost his identity. He picked it up and said, “Master, you don’t need to underestimate me. Our Su family is now in a downturn. In the past when our Su family was prosperous and prosperous, this small teapot It's something." In his hands, he didn't know how many things like this fell.

Qi Haipeng said: "If Su Mingdong was there, he would not lie on the ground to pick up things like you."

Su Run smiled: "Old man, my father, people used to say that he is a hero, but the result is not dead and ugly. This man, when you should bow your head, you should bow your head, and when you should bend down, you should bend over. Woman, you still have to give up."

If it wasn't for Su Mingdong's last relentless heart, why would he be desperate and jump off the building in the end? If he was there, Su Clan still had a chance to stand up.

He looked at the little pearl sitting on Qi Haipeng's lap. The little girl was wearing a pettiskirt, her black eyes were watery, her face was pink, and she was dressed like a princess. Su Run raised her chin at Pearl and asked, "Is she the child raised by Su Xiang?"

Although Su Run lived here for a few days, she had been lying down before. All the information about this little girl was still heard from Su Liyi.

Su Xiang is a good fate. You can meet nobles everywhere, and you can raise the children of the Qi family. His worth has doubled. There is the backer of the Qi family behind him. He is no better than him, like a dog in the water.

Qi Haipeng looked at Su Run. The greed and envy in his eyes could not escape his old eyes even though they had tried to hide them. He wanted to know, what other idea this man said, "So what?"

Su Run smiled and said, "Old man, this child calls Su Xiang his mother. In the future, Su Xiang will also marry into the Qi family. In terms of seniority, she wants to call me uncle, right?"

Su Run stood up, and he looked like a human being with his neat clothes at the moment, and he didn't feel downright at all. On the contrary, he still had the nobility of a high-level figure. After all, his origin was not low.

Qi Haipeng smiled and didn't answer, Su Run continued to speak for himself: "Master, the little princess of the Qi family can't have a poor uncle, and it's not glorious to say it. Otherwise, the old man, you lend me a fortune. Money, when I come back, I will repay you like a son."

Su Xiang came over to pick up the pearl, just when she heard these words, she couldn't laugh or get angry. She had nothing to describe to this person.

"If you are skinless and faceless, you still open your mouth. If you have a face to say, I don't even hear it. However, if you want to make a comeback, you can go out to set up a street stall or be a beggar on the street. Don't mention my name, I have nothing to do with you."

"But I suggest you go to Thailand first before this. It's cheaper there. If someone looks at you, it's not bad to be wrapped up, and you can save 30 years of fighting."

"You--" Su Run gritted his teeth, but he was under the eaves, in front of the old man, he couldn't say anything, he didn't even dare to put on a face, and said softly, "Su Xiang, the Su family is raised after all. With you, I have been your brother for more than 20 years. Without me, can you be as beautiful as you are today? Don't speak so unrelentingly."

Don’t say how much wronged she suffered in the Fu family, she was the most famous nobleman who stayed there for three years and gave birth to a son, and her value has increased several times. Han Chuan's ex-wife, who doesn't know that she is from the Fu family when walking on the road, and who doesn't show some face?

Therefore, the past three years have been worthwhile, otherwise, the Qi family can take a fancy to her, and they have chosen her to be the mother of the child?

If Su Xiang knew what Su Run was thinking, she probably vomited blood with anger. She didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and walked to Qi Haipeng to say hello: "Uncle Qi."

Qi Haipeng glanced at her: "Come on."

Seeing Su Xiang coming, Zhenzhu had already climbed off Qi Haipeng's legs with excitement, ran to her and opened her small hand: "Ma Ma, hug."

Su Xiang hugged the little girl and pressed her face affectionately. Qi Haipeng looked at Pearl and Su Xiang so intimately. The little girl clung to Su Xiang, turned her head and left him aside.

Su Run looked at Su Xiang's intimate appearance with Pearl, her eyes rolled, and her heart thought, she would pretend to be a mother and daughter to please the old man. No wonder she ate this family to death.

He touched Su Xiang's arm, Su Xiang turned to look at him: "What are you doing?"

Su Run suffocated her breath: "When can I leave?"

Su Xiang's eyebrows drooped slightly, and he thought for two seconds. For her, she already knew all the secrets she wanted to know. Su Run was of no value to her, so letting him stay in the Qi family’s old house disturbed the old man. rest. To such a person, listening to him say that kind of silly words, listening to it makes me angry.

Su Xiang was about to say that he should leave whenever he wants. It's better to get out. Qi Haipeng carried the teapot to pour water, and said meaningfully: "It's okay to stay with me for a few more days and talk to this old man."

Su Xiang looked at Qi Haipeng in surprise, he didn't even dislike it?

Qi Haipeng smiled at her and said, "It's okay, your brother is something I have never seen before. It just happens to have a long experience."

Su Xiang knew that the old man was ironic, and Su Run's shamelessness is indeed rare for ordinary people. She said: "Uncle Qi, don't listen to his nonsense."

Su Xiang guessed that the father left Su Run with other intentions. According to his character, he is not a nosy person.

Back in Xiangyuan, Su Xiang ate Fu Ying's birthday cake with Pearl. The little girl was tired from playing and fell asleep after eating. The cake fell on Su Xiang's lap. Zhang Ma took Pearl to sleep, Su Xiang took a tissue to wipe her clothes, Qi Lingyang glanced at the back of her red hand, frowned, took her hand and looked at it: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Su Xiang glanced, retracted his hand and said, "It was accidentally burnt, I have already dealt with it."

She rushed under the cold water. She didn't feel the pain and didn't take it to heart. At this moment, she looked carefully, and there were small blisters on the back of her hand.

Qi Lingyang glared at her, got up and took the medicine box. He pinched the needles to puncture the small blisters and put on the scald ointment. Su Xiang would withdraw his hand again: "I'll do it myself."

Qi Lingyang squeezed his hand: "Don't move around."

Su Xiang waited for him to apply the medicine, thinking of Su Run, and asked, "When will you let Su Run go back?" It should be his intention that the old man left Su Run.

Qi Lingyang paused, raised his eyes and glanced at her and said, "It was found that two groups of Su Run were chasing and killing him. I already know that it is very likely that it was the person who lied to Surun to invest and failed. This hasn't been found out yet, don't you continue?"

Su Xiang watched the cotton swab smeared on the back of his hand. The plaster was cool and slimy. Qi Lingyang took back his hand and threw the cotton swab in the trash can. Su Xiang blew on the back of his hand and said lightly, "Since I’m not Su People at home, why do you have to bear that kind of heart?"

She was no longer interested in anything about the Su family.

Qi Lingyang glanced at her, knowing that she had been disheartened after learning about those things, he said: "Of course you can ignore the Su family's affairs. But, your biological father, don't you want to look for it?"

Su Xiang was stunned, staring at Qi Lingyang in a daze, her cold heart suddenly trembled, she slowly curled up her fingers, and said dryly: "He... hasn't been Su Mingdong..."

According to Su Run, shouldn't it be dead?

When Shen Yan betrayed him, how could Su Mingdong tolerate the person who brought him shame, even she herself, Shen Yan snatched it from him.

Qi Lingyang shook his head slowly, poured a glass of water and handed it to her: "Originally, I planned to wait for your mood to stabilize before talking about this matter. But you talked about Su Run, so I mentioned it at this time. "

Su Xiang's mood seemed to be all right, but she was holding back, and she was the same person who had worked hard to live an active life before, but any wounds needed time to repair, and he planned to talk about it later.

Su Xiang clutched the cup, pursed his lips and said, "What do you mean... is he still alive?"

Qi Lingyang repeated what he had discussed with Qi Haipeng at that time. He said: "The Su family was sold to Yangu by Su Run, and the old house of the Su family was bought by this person. You should remember that the old Su family The house was leveled in just a day, and it is still in ruins. The Su family disappeared three years ago. If it were a normal investor, would he spend such a large sum of money on such a squandering?"

"There is only one possibility, this person has a deep hatred of the Su family."

Su Xiang frowned slightly and said, "But Su Mingdong had many enemies before." It is not ruled out that those who were driven to ruin by him came back for revenge.

"And, according to Uncle Qi, my father is a painter."

"Also, I have seen Yangu, he is not very old, he is only in his thirties."

Having said that, Su Xiang himself was not sure. Yangu, Yanlin, Japanese tofu made with the same flavor as Shen Yan's, his face, his legs, and that very old vest... She herself hadn't visited several times before, but that Yanlin would She turned away.

Before, she just wanted to find an old person who knew Shen Yan to solve the mystery of her voice being dumb, but she didn't combine the two things to guess.

Su Xiang squeezed his fingers, his eyes swayed slightly...Is it possible?

Qi Lingyang said: "Su Xiang, you have to know that once a person is greatly stimulated, everything can change. The sentence that a gentleman's revenge is not too late for ten years does not just exist in martial arts novels. As long as people make up their minds. , You can do it."

Su Xiang held the water cup tightly with her fingers, and stared at the coffee table in front of her. She thought for a while and said, "But Su Mingdong is dead. It is said that this enmity was not reported when Su Mingdong died. How about Su Run's death?"

This is also the reason Su Xiang hadn't thought about it. In her opinion, if it was revenge, when Su Mingdong died, all the enmity would be over, so why should he kill Su Run?

Qi Lingyang said: "Su Run is Su Mingdong's only son. He has been staring at Su Run, either because the hatred is too deep and hard to dissolve, or there is another reason." His eyes shook slightly, thinking about Su Run. That thing was scrapped, could it be...

From the standpoint of a man, his own woman was touched by another man, and her heart was naturally very angry. Su Mingdong caught Shen Yan back. There were blood and wounds on her body. Then the painter's injuries would only be more serious.

If this is the case, Su Run's abolition can be explained. But that Yangu, if he is related to that Yanlin, what is the relationship?

Su Xiang glanced at Qi Lingyang and said, "But what does this matter have to do with you keeping Su Run?"

Qi Lingyang said to her: "Because I plan to take Su Run to meet that Yangu."

Su Xiang was taken aback and opened his eyes wide and said, "You want to take Su Run to see Yangu? Why not take him to the pillow garden directly?"

After asking, Su Xiang realized that the purchasers of the Su clan and Su's old house were Yangu, so they had to meet first. As for the garden, it should be Qi Lingyang's next step after confirming their relationship.

If, as he said, they had a deep hatred with the Su family, what would it be like when they met?

Qi Lingyang watched Su Xiang digest the problem himself, his eyes turned slightly, and then slowly said: "The enemy is extremely jealous when they meet, and even if you cover up, you can see a little bit of clues. Moreover, I plan to tell Su about this. Run, what will it be like when you say it?"

Su Xiang opened his lips, and his heart was surging long ago. He looked out of the dark window. Qi Lingyang glanced at her and said, "Don't think too much. You are too tired during this time. I will wait for one. I'll meet this person with you again at the right time."

Su Xiang's brows were twisted, and her brows stretched out after a moment of silence, and she said, "Don't wait, since you already know it, just check it. You have to know, right?"

The corners of Qi Lingyang's lips curled slightly and nodded, "Yes."

For Su Xiang, she is not a person who can put secrets aside, and only if she is fulfilled all the time, she will no longer have other minds to think about other people...

After Qi Lingyang left, Su Xiang returned to the room. She took off her clothes and prepared to take it for dry cleaning. When she habitually took out her pockets, she touched a sharp ball of paper with her fingers. She paused slightly and took out the ball of paper. , The golden light was shining under the lamp.

1314...

Su Xiang brushed the man's appearance when he walked in his mind, his cold face had no expression, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him, no one could get into his eyes...