Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

On the other end of the phone, Qiao Shen was silent, and did not respond immediately but said: "Mr. Fu, I found one thing."

Fu Hanchuan said: "What?"

"President Fu, two years ago, our company cooperated with this Yanshi company in the Jinyuan development project in Liangcheng."

Fu Hanchuan frowned: "Liangcheng?" He had cooperated with Yanshi, why didn't he have any impression?

Qiao Shen said: "Mr. Fu, this project is signed and approved by Mr. Da Fu, and Manager Liang is in charge."

Fu Hanchuan's brows tightened, and as he was talking, a black Lincoln car came oncoming.

This road is a straight path to the Pillow Garden. Few people came except those VIPs or delivery vans. Fu Hanchuan held the steering wheel, his gaze stopped on the man’s face, and the man seemed to have noticed his gaze. When the cars crossed, the men looked at each other, and the man looked away and looked straight forward.

Fu Hanchuan faintly retracted his gaze to look forward, glanced at the rearview mirror, and the car was already hidden in the darkness.

Although it was just a simple glance, he could feel the person looking at him. The Lincoln who can afford to drive a high profile, with extraordinary temperament, this person is not simple, I don't know what kind of distinguished guest in the pillow garden belongs to?

"Okay, I see. You continue to check and tell me if you have news." He took off the Bluetooth and put it on the front plate, his eyes were slightly constricted, his breath sank, and the accelerator was stepped on to the bottom, and the car disappeared like an arrow. On a quiet road.

...

The coffee shop is a place for people to relax after get off work. There is light music in the air, a sip of pure coffee, reading a book, or chatting with friends.

The wind chimes hung at the door screamed a series of crisp rings, and a man in a straight suit came in. He was tall and had an extraordinary appearance, like a landscape. Even if he just stood there and glanced at the store, it aroused other people’s attention. Gaze.

Yu Cangcang was walking towards the second floor with a coffee cake. When he saw the person coming in, he stopped, his eyebrows moved slightly, and then he continued to climb up the stairs steadily.

In the corner of the second floor, Fu Zhengnan was holding a tabloid with a fruit plate on the table, looking very relaxed.

Yu Cangcang put the tray on the table and took the things out of the tray in the same way. She put the coffee in front of Fu Zhengnan, set a cup for herself, and sat down with her skirt stroking it.

Fu Zhengnan picked up the coffee and smelled it. After taking a sip, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The coffee you brew is the best for me. Those from the Chamber of Commerce..." He shook his head and put the coffee down.

Yu Cangcang sat beside Fu Zhengnan, glanced at the cup, squeezed a small silver spoon, dug a small piece of tiramisu and fed it into Fu Zhengnan’s mouth, slowly saying: "Coffee and cake taste the best together. Yes or no?"

She has been interested in baking lately and spends most of her time on it every day. All the cakes in the coffee shop are in her hands, and the turnover is half higher.

Fu Zhengnan took a look from the newspaper and glanced at Yu Cangcang, holding her smooth and white fingers, and said, "Why are you so interested in making cakes now?"

She is very smart, she knows everything as soon as she learns everything. In just a few years, she has made an intelligence agency very impressive, and doing joint ventures with others is also very profitable. She is a career-oriented woman, but now she is obsessed with making cakes. It's incredible.

Fu Zhengnan lifted her hand to her lips and kissed him, and said, "Your hands, you are not a cake maker. It will be bad if you get burned."

Yu Cangcang turned his head and looked over. The man's face was still handsome, with smile lines on the corners of his eyes. Although he was already over forty years old, the man was like this. It was like the accumulated old wine, the more fragrant it became.

She pulled out her hand and opened her fingers to look at it, winking and looking at it sideways: "Don't you like it if you burn it?"

Fu Zhengnan stretched out his hand and shook her fingers ten fingers together. He lifted the other hand on her waist and hugged her on his lap. He tightened his fingers and said: "If you get burned, get treatment. If it’s not good, I’ll keep it. So, satisfactory?"

Since Yu Cangcang said that he wanted a child last time, and Fu Zhengnan avoided the past, Yu Cangcang had been cold for a few days. He went to the apartment and said that he was busy in the cafe. Fu Zhengnan had to coax her so as not to offend her again.

Yu Cangcang raised her eyebrows slightly, and did not make a clear response to this answer. She turned her head and said to the man with red lips and asked, "Then what should I do? Qi Lingyang returned to Qi's house, and the intelligence agency is no longer there. I need to stare at it again. I'm so idle. If you don't make cakes, do you want me to go to your chamber of commerce to make tea and coffee for you?"

In fact, she really wanted to ask, what if her face was burned? She is no longer like Yu Kelan, but has become another face? But she never had the courage to say it, she didn't dare to guess...

Fu Zhengnan sighed lightly and said in a low voice: "Cangcang, don't get angry anymore." As if facing a disobedient child, his face fell, letting go of her hand and picking it up again. Business newspaper.

Yu Cangcang's eyes dimmed, disappointment flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his lower lips were curled in mockery.

He loves her, and spends more time with her than that Madame Zhuoya. They share the bed almost every night, lingering and embarrassed. She knows what she wants and what he wants, and she knows him better than anyone else.

It seems that she has a lot and got Fu Zhengnan's supreme favor, but is that really the case?

Many of Fu Zhengnan's friends, or those partners, she had met and knew, and even in private, others called her Fu Zhengnan's underground lady. But so what? She is always out of sight.

She could not go to Fu Shi, not even the Chamber of Commerce. At large and small banquets, he was always accompanied by Mrs. Zhuo Ya, and she would not even be able to give birth to him.

Her value is just to make him happy. He can't give what she wants most.

She doesn't like being a strong woman, so she just wants to be his wife, even if she's just a housewife, it's good to be indifferent to her husband and child. If this is not possible, she would like to find a place where there is no one to live together, just two people's fried rice, oil and salt is not bad, every year to go out for a vacation, on weekdays to chat with neighbors, play with flowers and plants, leisure time Day is also good.

But he didn't want to take her away, so she had to find something to do so that she would not sink deeper and deeper into resentment...

Yu Cangcang stood up from Fu Zhengnan's lap, and the silver spoon poked the cake in the porcelain plate repeatedly, dug a spoonful in her mouth, and said in a low voice, "Fu Hanchuan is here."

Fu Zhengnan frowned, and the newspaper in his hand shook slightly. Yu Cangcang glanced at him, with the spoon still in his mouth. She took out a small spoon and said, "Why, do you think that your son has come to the door and feel embarrassed to see him?"

With Fu Hanchuan's skill, it is impossible not to know her cafe, and I believe he knows the address of her apartment. It's just that this is the first time he has set foot on her land.

Fu Zhengnan glanced at Yu Cangcang, put down the newspaper in his hand, and his breath sank...

Downstairs, leaning on the corner, Fu Hanchuan slowly stirred the coffee, his indifferent eyes fell on the cup of coffee in front of him, watching the shallow whirlpool turning out of it. He has no interest in the decoration here, or the guests who are sitting.

A figure on the oblique side blocked his light, and the color of the coffee was a bit darker. Fu Hanchuan paused with his fingers, looked up, and saw Fu Zhengnan standing by the table, looking at him seriously.

"Why are you here?" Fu Zhengnan took a chair and sat down opposite him.

Fu Hanchuan lifted the spoon and touched it gently on the rim of the cup to allow the coffee in the spoon to drip off, and then put the small spoon on the cup holder. Fu Zhengnan looked at him, and watched him take those steps slowly and calmly.

Fu Hanchuan squeezed his cup ears, turned his head and glanced around. After taking a sip of coffee, he said to Fu Zhengnan's eyes: "Father doesn't live at home all the time, I can only come here."

The father and son looked at each other for a few seconds, and the light music in the air continued, but the atmosphere here was far less relaxed and pleasant than the music.

Fu Hanchuan held the coffee cup and shook it at Fu Zhengnan, and said with a faint smile: "Isn't my father going to have a cup?" Although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes and there was irony. Fu Zhengnan frowned. After a glance at him, he beckoned to call the waiter.

"Give me a latte."

"Okay, Mr. Fu, please wait a moment." The waiter looked at Fu Hanchuan, and when he looked at Fu Zhengnan, his eyes were a little weird, but she, a small waiter, naturally couldn't talk too much, and left with the list. .

Fu Hanchuan sipped his coffee lightly, his face still with a smile that was not a smile: "I thought it would be the boss here personally receiving it."

Fu Zhengnan's voice was low and his eyebrows were full of stern expression. He said, "What do you want to say?"

Fu Hanchuan put down the coffee cup, leaned back on the soft chair back, and put one arm on the table at random, pulling away from Fu Zhengnan. He looked at each other faintly, the man who had a similar appearance with his thin lips pursed, and suddenly he said, "Why don't you get a divorce?"

Fu Zhengnan's eyebrows deepened, and Fu Hanchuan said again: "Since I have no feelings with her, why not divorce? This woman has been with you for ten years, right? She didn't force you to be in position or something?"

Fu Zhengnan looked at him for a few seconds, and said in a deep voice: "Fu Hanchuan, you are not qualified to ask about me." Who is Laozi, who is the son, and when will it be his turn to be troublesome!

Fu Hanchuan snorted, leaned forward against the table, and put his hands on the table in a relaxed manner. With cold eyes, the face of the person on the other side slowly turned red. Is it embarrassing to turn into anger?

He said: "You have a lover, you have someone you can't forget in your heart, and you are just a business marriage with her, oh, so many women who can't let go..." He gave a mocking chuckle, and raised his eyebrows. , "I only have one, but you are forcing me to divorce. What is the reason?"

Fu Zhengnan's eyes were cold and majestic, and he said in a low voice, "Because you are Fu Hanchuan, the heir of the Fu family. The woman next to you must be the one who can accompany you and let you go out without being laughed at, you do you understand?"

"Haha..." Fu Hanchuan answered this, with only one voice. He fiddled with the small spoon on the cup holder. They would not have the same opinion on this issue.

He raised his eyes and said lightly: "I'm here, not to discuss this with you, nor to trouble you."

The waiter brought Fu Zhengnan's coffee, and there was an extra dessert on the tray. I want to know who put it. Fu Hanchuan looked at the stack of cakes lightly from the top of the cup, sneered in his heart, can't show up in person, just use the stack of cakes as a representative?

Fu Zhengnan took a sip of coffee, "What's the matter?"

Fu Hanchuan said, "In the past few years, has anyone named Yangu joined in the Chamber of Commerce?"

Fu is also a member of the Chamber of Commerce and has a pivotal position. Fu Hanchuan has never seen or heard of this person in the Chamber of Commerce. Of course, in Dabeicheng, there are many people who join the Chamber of Commerce, and even people from other places have joined. Not everyone knows. If it hadn't been for the Su family to find out about this person, he might not have been interested.

Speaking of Yangu, Fu Zhengnan raised his eyebrows slightly and drank coffee and said, "Yes, I joined three years ago. Why did you suddenly ask this person?"

In the past few years, there have been many upstarts in the North City, and more and more members of the Chamber of Commerce. The Yangu is very low-key, and most of the time it is alone, so it is not particularly noticeable.

Fu Hanchuan said: "Others join the Chamber of Commerce to expand their contacts and seek cooperation opportunities among many business leaders for mutual benefit. And that person is so low-key, but has been able to get big projects many times. Why is this?"

Fu Zhengnan glanced at him, put the coffee cup on the tray and said, "Others have their own brilliance."

Fu Hanchuan raised his eyes to look at Fu Zhengnan, and slowly said, "Has my father heard of the pillow garden?"

Fu Zhengnan said lightly: "The Pillow Garden enjoys a high reputation among the nobles and officials."

Fu Hanchuan said, "My father is the president of the Chamber of Commerce, and I often go to the pillow garden." He paused, and then said, "I found out that Mr. Yanlin in the pillow garden had a father-son relationship with that Yangu. Does the father know?"

Fu Zhengnan looked at Fu Hanchuan for a while, and said something strange all night, not knowing his intention. He said: "Yes. But why are you suddenly interested in Yangu?"

Fu Hanchuan’s lips suddenly raised a smile, and he leaned back on the back of the chair and said, “Father, you just said that Yangu has his own brilliance in getting big projects. Now it’s so difficult to do business. I want to learn from it."

Fu Zhengnan glanced at him and said in a low voice: "You can't take this scripture. You can have me **** you." With his position in the Chamber of Commerce, Fu would not be trampled under his feet.

Fu Hanchuan heard the meaning from his words, and confirmed his thoughts even more. He smiled and said coldly: "The people in the pillow garden are either rich or noble. Yanlin can easily get the first-hand information, and even get the handle of these high-ranking officials. The project is not difficult."

"The Jinyuan project in Liangcheng, I don't know what handle my father is holding, so my father worked with Yangu?"

Fu Zhengnan's eyes were cold, and he frowned as he looked at Fu Hanchuan and said: "The Liangcheng project went out in my hands. There is no problem."

Fu Hanchuan said: "I will check again if there are any problems, but father, I'd better go less in the future."

He paused, and then said: "Father may not know yet. Yan solitaryly bought the Su family and the old house of the Su family. Now, both the company and the big house have disappeared."

Fu Zhengnan's expression condensed, and Yangu has something to do with the Su family?

However, the old fox's keen sense told him that Fu Hanchuan went to investigate Yangu not because of the Jinyuan project, nor was it to prevent Yangu, the focus was on the Su family.

His eyebrows moved coldly, staring at Fu Hanchuan and said, "You went to investigate Yangu, it's for Su Xiang again, right?"

"Fu Hanchuan, your mother's turmoil, and now that apology statement is still hanging on the company's website, people from the board of directors come to me every day to complain, and some even ask you to come down. And now, what are you doing! "

"You don't even care about your mother's face for the sake of that woman, and don't care about the company's interests. I have to think about it, is it right to leave this seat to you?"

"..."

There was a moment of silence in the air, and Fu Hanchuan's sullen face suddenly aroused a sneer. He raised his head and glanced at the position on the second floor. A young and elegant woman was sitting beside the hollow and old steel guardrail. She was also right. Looking down, the eyes of the two met for a second in the air, and the woman pulled her red lips back, and Fu Hanchuan lowered her eyes to look at Fu Zhengnan.

He sneered and said: "Does my father want to fight for the heir's position again? Qi Lingyang has already withdrawn. This time his father wants to take this position back and wait for the woman's son to be born?"

Fu Zhengnan glared at him: "You!"

Fu Hanchuan grinned in his nose, tucked his clothes and stood up on both sides, got up and walked out without saying a word. He thought that he might be able to understand why his mother would rather stay in this widowed marriage, and clenched her hanging fingers tightly.

The long figure of the man walked out, the wind chimes rang at the door, and on the corner table, there were only two half-drinked cups of coffee and the stack of untouched cakes.

Fu Zhengnan frowned and watched his son go out, his face also extremely ugly.

Yu Cangcang walked down from the second floor, glanced at the things left on the table, and said to Fu Zhengnan: "What did you say, your face is so stinky, it's not easy for me to make you happy."

Fu Zhengnan was irritated by Fu Hanchuan. He sat down and said with a deep sigh, "It's nothing."

Yu Cangcang sat down in the seat where Fu Hanchuan used to be, and the waiter walked over to clean up the table with a wave of her hand. The stack of cakes did not move. She reached out and pulled the plate of cakes: "Leave this for me." She said, herself. Pinch the spoon and eat it bite by bite, with a look of enjoyment.

Fu Zhengnan squinted at her and said, "That woman, what is she doing?"

The woman Fu Zhengnan referred to was Su Xiang. Mrs. Zhuoya’s apology has been suspended for a few days, and she has messed up the Fu family, and now she doesn’t know what she is doing. Such a restless woman cannot be tolerated by the Fu family.

Yu Cangcang propped his arm on the seat, and said with excitement: "Old Fu, I haven't been your intelligence officer for a long time."

After all, Su Xiang was unwilling to be swayed by Madam Zhuoya and Chang Yan, and she came back in revenge. At present, it seems that her relationship with Qi Lingyang is also stable, and it seems that there will be no more changes.

Others have a lively life, but she is the only one who stagnates, watching others "progress", isn't she laughing at herself? She is no longer interested in these people, it is not as sweet and smooth as this cake.

Fu Zhengnan glanced at her: "Cangcang—" After the two have been together for so many years, he understands this woman.

Yu Cangcang raised his eyes to look at him: "Why don't you eat this cake, you will lose face in front of him, and you are afraid that you will lose your majesty as a father?" In her heart, Fu Hanchuan has already stepped into this place, and he still has What to carry.

Fu Zhengnan only pursed her lips and looked at her. Yu Cangcang loved this man and was in awe of this man. As long as he looked at her like this, she relented. She pushed the stack of cakes over, resting her chin on her palm and said, "You I'll tell you when the cake is eaten."

Fu Zhengnan glanced at her, took a bite of the cake, and Yu Cangcang slowly said, "Su Xiang may be checking his own life experience."

With Qi Lingyang by her side, they kept secrets very tightly about this matter, and it was difficult for her to find out, just inferring such a conclusion from the fragmentary information.

Hearing this, Fu Zhengnan frowned: "Life experience?" So, Su Xiang might not even be the daughter of the Su family?

...

Fu Hanchuan came out of the coffee shop and drank those few sips of coffee. He felt that he was in a bad mood and he was in a bad mood.

The car was parked on the side of the road. He went into a convenience store and bought a bottle of mineral water. The cool and tasteless underwater belly did not relieve his low mood.

While holding the water vehicle, he glanced inadvertently in front of him. Crossing the crossroads in front, there is a shopping mall in front of them. At this point in time, there are still people dancing square dancing over there, and there is a faint sound of music in the air.

"...The crowd, the boundless, drifting up and down with the current..."

Fu Hanchuan paused, released the handlebars with his fingers, and walked along the road when he was free. There is a lively and dancing crowd ahead. A few hundred meters away, he has only the sound of his leather shoes stepping on the road.

There are vehicles passing by from time to time. He is walking on the sidewalk, there are people who run at night, and there are also family walks. The children are walking on roller skates, their parents are watching carefully, and yelling and teaching how to slide.

Fu Hanchuan glanced faintly, frowned slightly, and found that his mood was not much better. It was only because of a certain year and a certain month in his mind that the woman and Qi Lingyang also went for a walk back together. That winter night, Wearing other men's clothes.

After a pause, Fu Hanchuan stood at the intersection, the music in front of him became louder, and he could clearly see that the aunts were shaking their hips and jumping for joy.

What a hell, why does he want to see these aunts dance the square dance?

The man's footsteps turned and he wanted to go back. At this moment, a figure emerged from the other side of the road with a notebook in his hand. When she raised her head, the eyes of the two met.

"...Life, dream, where are you dear..." The music continued, and the aunts also took back their hands in inviting gestures in accordance with the beat.

Su Xiang looked at the person in front of him in a daze, why is he also here? She looked back at those aunts, he was watching the square dance?