Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Facing the frightened and angry Madame Zhuo Ya, Su Xiang slowly stood up, and nodded with her. Madame Zhuo Ya looked at her blankly, and looked away from her as if her eyes hurt. Son.

"Samkawa, how did you think of bringing her here?"

At this time, Madam Zhuoya had recovered her calm, and her tone of voice towards Fu Hanchuan was not so bad.

Fu Hanchuan also stood up. He frowned and said, "Mom, we just came out for a meal. Is it necessary to make such a fuss?"

Seeing her son calmly and calmly, Madame Zhuo Ya said anxiously: "Do you know where this is? This is"

She glanced at Su Xiang, and saw that she was only lowering her eyes, and her low eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, making her even more annoyed. She said to Fu Hanchuan angrily, "This is Kevin's restaurant!"

Kevin is the Italian chef. Fu Hanchuan brought Su Xiang to dinner, and Mrs. Zhuoya subconsciously felt that Fu Hanchuan brought Su Xiang out to meet their friends in the business field.

Although Kevin is no longer the president of China, in his capacity, this restaurant is like a visible vanity fair. How many savvy people come and go here every day, how many business partners related to the Fu family, and the future Is there a partner who may cooperate with Fu Jia?

What should I do if I am hit by someone?

What's the difference between taking this dumb boy to a banquet and admitting that she is the wife of the Fu family?

Madam Zhuo Ya thought of something, and turned her head to Su Xiang and said, "You were in front of Kevin just now, didn't you have anything to say about it?"

When Su Xiang was spotted, he raised his head and glanced at her.

She understood what Mrs. Zhuoya meant. If this was a restaurant where upper class people would not enter or leave, she would not say a word. Of course, they would never have met.

The corners of Su Xiang's lips curled up slightly, smiling slightly, calm and unassuming, elegant and quiet.

That's how she faced him when the former chef came to say hello.

Is she satisfied with this?

Fu Hanchuan's brows wrinkled tighter at this time, and his tone sank: "Mom, I know exactly where this is."

"..." Madam Zhuo Ya's lips tightened, and she listened to Fu Hanchuan again, "I believe that Kevin opens this restaurant and does not pick out customers."

Madam Zhuo Ya was choked, stared and opened her mouth to say something, but was blocked by Fu Hanchuan's next sentence.

He said: "And if it weren't because you were Mr. Fu and Mrs. Zhuoya, Kevin would not tell people that I would eat here."

High-end restaurants pay attention to privacy, which is a rule.

"You" Madam Zhuo Ya had something else to say, Fu Zhengnan, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said, "Okay, it's noisy to have a meal."

Madam Zhuo Ya looked at him with a heavy face, and stopped speaking. Fu Zhengnan glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said, "I heard from the directors that you signed three artists as tourism ambassadors at once?"

This matter was decided temporarily by Fu Hanchuan, and the action was very quick, and the subordinates were allowed to proceed without going through the board of directors, so those directors were quite criticized.

Nowadays, celebrity endorsement fees are very high, and they have to produce variety shows. This large expenditure is only used for a tourism project. Isn't this a waste of money?

Fu Hanchuan said: "Dad, the tourism industry will be one of Fu's key industries in the future. Now the tourism industry is getting hotter and hotter. If we want to seize the market, we must be high-profile, so I think this money is worth burning. ."

Fu Zhengnan was silent for a while, then nodded: "Well, I will let you do this, but you can't do things like this in the future. Otherwise, where do you put the board of directors?"

"I see, Dad."

Fu Zhengnan glanced at Fu Hanchuan, then said to Su Xiang: "I heard you are sick?"

Although he doesn't live in a house, someone from the old house has reported Su Xiang's hospitalization in the past few days.

Su Xiang nodded and wrote on the phone: "It's almost done."

After reading it, Fu Zhengnan said, "Then go home early after dinner."

After Fu Zhengnan and his wife left the box, Su Xiang sat back and continued to eat, but at this time, she had no appetite.

If Mrs. Zhuoya's temperament is like raging fire and everything is on her face, then her father-in-law's temperament is like ebony, looks calm, but every word has deep meaning.

He asked her about her illness first, and asked her to go back earlier. In fact, he didn't want her to stay here longer.

Moreover, he didn't even need to say anything to Fu Hanchuan, only the company's affairs suppressed him.

Fu Hanchuan cut first and then played, no matter what the final outcome of this matter, he should not have crossed the board of directors, and his great contribution was later discounted.

However, thinking of what Fu Zhengnan said just now that Fu Hanchuan had signed three ambassadors, Su Xiang looked up at him. Isn't this what she told him before?

There was no need to eat dinner anymore, Su Xiang wiped the corners of his lips and put the towel aside.

Fu Hanchuan saw her lack of money and ended the dinner ahead of schedule.

The parking brother drove the car over, and the two got in the car and left.

To Su Xiang's surprise, she thought he would send him back to the hospital, but unexpectedly, he took her to the private theater where they had been before.

It was the same private room. Fu Hanchuan walked in and took out the bathrobe from the closet. Su Xiang already knew the characteristics of this place and took the bathrobe to change it.

Because she sweated a little while basking in the sun in the hospital, Su Xiang took a shower by the way. When she came out, Fu Hanchuan had already changed to sit on the huge circular deck, with his arms open and relaxed. Ride on the back of the chair.

The stereo was playing soft music, and he closed his eyes as if he was taking a nap, but also as if he was enjoying music.

On the coffee table in front of him, freshly prepared meals were already placed.

Su Xiang walked over and sat down. Fu Hanchuan threw the movie p to her: "If you want to watch, order it yourself."

It turned out that he was not asleep.

Su Xiang flipped through the catalog, picked a cartoon, switched the screen, and immediately appeared cute cartoon characters on it, and the surround sound of the speakers turned into exaggerated character voices.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, took a long breath, seeming to be patient, then glanced at the coffee table and said: "You probably didn't eat much in the restaurant just now. Do whatever you want."

As he said, he went to watch the movie with one hand on the armrest and propped his forehead. He didn't even look at Su Xiang again.

Children like cartoons. Su Xiang chooses them casually, but the relaxed cartoons make her mood a lot better. Looking at the delicious food in it, even her appetite improves.

Because of Mrs. Zhuoya, she did not have enough to eat. There was a cod that she likes in front of her, so she picked up the chopsticks and ate it.

This time the cod is Chinese style. The steamed cod has a light taste and reveals the scent of fish. Chop it with a chopstick and peel off the fish like garlic cloves. Put it in your mouth, and the fish juice blooms on the taste buds.

Although Fu Hanchuan watched the movie boringly, his light fell on the little woman all the time.

Seeing her taste the food, he was hungry.

Su Xiang was poked on the shoulder. She turned her head and looked over. Fu Hanchuan sat crookedly there, pointing at something in front of her like an emperor, and said, "That's a little bit."

Su Xiang was eating happily and didn't think much about it. She clamped a piece of fish, put one hand under the chopsticks, and carefully sent it over. Fu Hanchuan ate the piece of meat with one mouth.

Su Xiang could feel the chopsticks touch his teeth lightly, and then came back to his senses. This is the chopsticks she had eaten. Does he mind?

Is this an indirect kiss?

kiss

Thinking of these two words, Su Xiang remembered the time when Fu Hanchuan forced her to take medicine in the hospital a few days ago.

Two completely different situations, that time, even more intimate, his lips pressed against her, even the tip of his tongue came in, but that time, he used brute force to make her taste a mouthful of bitter medicine .

And this time

Su Xiang bit his chopsticks, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced back at the man who had eaten her saliva without noticing it.

Is he really not aware of it?

After Fu Hanchuan finished eating, he chewed his teeth and turned his eyes back to the big screen.

It seemed that Su Xiang was all alone asking for trouble there.

Su Xiang shook his head, blaming himself for thinking too much.

However, when her chopsticks were about to fall again, she paused again.

She remembered that when they were watching a movie here for the first time, she touched his lips and he turned away.

The hostess in the cartoon is just struggling with the issue of the first kiss. A person wandering under a tree, talking to herself, watched Su Xiang entangled herself.

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. Su Xiang decided not to think about it anymore, she stopped eating, and put down her chopsticks.

"Have you eaten?" A voice was heard in the soundtrack of the cartoon. Su Xiang turned around and saw Fu Hanchuan's indifferent face. All of a sudden the entanglement in his mind disappeared like a low tide.

He didn't respond, what was she struggling with?

Probably the space here is too narrow and the movie is too ambiguous, which makes her associated thoughts become active.

Well, she really thinks too much

In order not to let her mind continue to be entangled in the matter just now, she first brought up the topic.

Did you sign the other two big stars?

Fu Hanchuan looked over, looked at her for a few seconds, and said solemnly like a big boss: "I think your suggestion is good, you can consider it."

Su Xiang cast aside his lips and picked up his mobile phone to write: Before you read my Weibo, you signed up with my favorite travel blogger, and got inspiration from me and signed three ambassadors. They all got a lot of benefits, right? What about me?

Fu Hanchuan placed his chin on the unfinished meal in front of her, and lazily said, "Aren't you eating?"

Su Xiang glanced down at the dinner plate in front of him, his eyes widened slightly, just a meal?

Moreover, didn't he take her out for this meal when he saw her being bored in the hospital?

This is indeed the face of a capitalist!

Fu Hanchuan stared at her and said, "Not too young?"

Su Xiang held the phone and typed seriously on it: Shouldn't your think tanks have a lot of salary and dividends? You should at least seal me a red envelope, right? If it weren't for your father, would you not tell me at all?

Su Xiang finished writing, and was about to show it to him. Fu Hanchuan just turned over and sat up. One of the two raised their heads and the other lowered their heads. Their eyes met in the dim light.

His eyes were always deep, and the dim light on the screen flickered in his eyes.

There are stars in his eyes

At this moment, Su Xiang had such a sentence inexplicably in his mind.

As if tapping an acupuncture point, she was motionless, the phone slipped from her hand, and the slight shock that fell on the soft cushion dragged her back from her loss.

Su Xiang blinked, and was about to retract to say that he didn't want his red envelope anymore. Suddenly, someone pressed his shoulder on his shoulder, before he could react, he pressed it underneath.

His moist lips pressed against him, first as if he was confirming what the taste was, and after a brief taste, then as if he realized that the meal was in line with his taste, he smashed it a few times, pried her lips open, and easily penetrated. Next came his request like a storm.

At that moment, Su Xiang looked at the dark starry sky ceiling above his head, feeling like a universe exploding, and his whole body was stiff.

She opened her eyes wide and watched him closed her eyes and kissed intently.

Does he know what he is doing?

A big hand suddenly covered her, blocking her sight, Su Xiang's eyelashes gently brushed his palm, in return he demanded more intensely.

After a long time, Fu Hanchuan released her when Su Xiang was out of breath. Su Xiang was still in shock, looking at him with watery eyes.

Fu Hanchuan's thick thumb rubbed her soft lips, and her low-pitched voice still contained some unsteady breaths: "Then, do you know how expensive this is?"

In the Italian restaurant at this time, Mrs. Zhuoya was still angry.

But she was even more angry that Fu Zhengnan scolded her son for signing two more stars.

The words are nice, and the board of directors is dissatisfied. In fact, Fu Hanchuan made the decision privately without the permission of his chairman, so he was dissatisfied.

Which decision Fu Hanchuan has made over the years is not beneficial to the company?

He just refuses to magnify his power and insists that he is the chairman of the board.

Madam Zhuo Ya was chewing the steak in her mouth, suffocating in her heart.

She has always been a person who says whatever she thinks in her heart, so she put down her knife and fork and said what she said.

Fu Zhengnan's eyebrows frowned slightly, he raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly, and said, "Do you have to mess with me?"

"The board of directors told me their dissatisfaction. Could it be that because Samukawa is my son, I favored him and said nothing?"

Madam Zhuoya gave a weird sneer and said, "You still know that Samukawa is your son. I thought you were in control and wanted to leave it to someone."

"Don't forget, there is a copy of my Zhuo family in the Fu family."

With a cry, Fu Zhengnan threw away his knife and fork, and said stiffly: "I can't eat this meal."

As he said, he took a handkerchief and wiped his mouth with a gloomy expression, and left.

Madam Zhuoya sat alone in the empty box, facing the empty seat in front, her tight face was noble, but a fragile crack slowly spread from the inside of her eyes.

She took a breath, and the fragility that came out of her eyes was bluntly pressed back. She held the knife and fork tightly with her fingers, and continued to dine elegantly, pretending that these meals were delicious, and she was very happy to dine alone.

In an apartment, a young woman walked out of the room wearing silk pajamas. She seemed to have just taken a shower, her slightly wet wavy hair draped over her shoulders, and she walked to the living room with body lotion in one hand, on the soft sofa. Sat down.

Idol movies are playing on the large TV screen, full of handsome men and beauties.

The woman puts a foot on the coffee table, the silk dress is opened, revealing the long white and slender legs. If anyone sees it, they will definitely be unable to help the temptation of this style to the extreme.

Unfortunately, no one appreciates it.

The corners of the woman's lips twitched slightly, somewhat bitter, somewhat helpless and boring. She was about to squeeze out some body milk to apply it when the doorbell suddenly rang.

It's not too late at this time. When the doorbell sounds, the corners of the woman's lips curl up again, and her eyebrows are all charming.

She put the body milk back on the coffee table, drew the loose hair behind her head, and walked to the door swaying.

Facing the video doorbell, she leaned against the wall and said with a clever smile: "Who?"

"Give you desserts."

The woman's ruddy lips pulled apart and opened the door. Fu Zhengnan walked in, carrying a dessert bag in his hand and swaying it in front of the woman.

The woman's eyes lit up when she saw the dessert she liked, and then her smile fell again.

She walked to the sofa with soft fluffy slippers, pouting: "Eat desserts to get fat at night, don't eat them."

While talking, she raised her foot on the coffee table and continued what she hadn't done just now.

The fair and smooth skin was hanging under the eyelids, as attractive as the milk jelly.

Fu Zhengnan glanced, and said, "While applying body lotion?"

The woman glared at him and said: "You don't know, my skin is dry in winter, can you like it if you don't apply it?"

Fu Zhengnan took the lotion from her hand, squeezed a large coin in her palm, rubbed it in her palm, and put it on her ankle, slowly spreading it upward.

"You just don't do anything, I like it too."

Fu Zhengnan smiled slightly, there was no seriousness between his eyebrows and eyes, like a gentle and good man at home.

He crossed the woman's leg and helped her apply it carefully, even her round toes were applied.

The woman is enjoying the meticulous and thoughtful service of the man, and she says that she will not eat desserts, but now she is eating sweet and smooth almond cheese, her brows and eyes are full of happiness.

She glanced at the man and said, "Aren't you going to accompany your wife to dinner today?"

Fu Zhengnan didn't answer, but his face darkened a little, her thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the woman knew what was going on.

She didn't ask any more, and dug a spoonful of cheese to his lips and said, "Are you hungry? Do you want me to have a bowl of noodles for you?"

Fu Zhengnan ate the cheese she delivered and said, "Okay."

The woman put the cheese in his hand, and walked to the kitchen in every detail.

Fu Zhengnan's gaze followed her swaying back until she couldn't see it at the kitchen door, and then closed it back.

He leaned back on the sofa, rubbed his forehead, and his eyes fell on the TV.

The idol drama on the TV is still being performed, and he has no interest after just a glance. It's probably because I'm getting older, and watching these young people's noisy noises makes me feel boring.

The woman's noodles were ready in a while, with a soft-boiled egg, two green vegetables, and a few slices of braised beef. It was simple but very appetizing.

Fu Zhengnan ate the noodles in a while, and even drank the noodle soup. The woman wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Fu Zhengnan stared at the dazzling handsome men and beauties on the TV, and said, "Is it an old man like me that I'm tired of watching it?"

The woman pursed her lips and said, "Yes."

She crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it in the trash can, picked up the cheese again and ate it in his arms.

"The old man is attractive and rich. Now, the female stars on the TV like you the most."

With Fu Zhengnan's status, there are naturally a lot of women who succumb to him.

Fu Zhengnan chuckled and squeezed her chin and said, "It's no use that they like me. I don't like those face-lifting faces. I like little fairies like you."

The woman's name is Yu Cangcang, she followed him when she was eighteen years old, and now ten years have passed.

At the age of twenty-eight, it is the time when a flower is fully blooming and the most beautiful. With the last bit of youthful agility of a little woman, she has begun to have the mature charm left by her experience, just like a jar of peach blossom wine, which has already smelled the fragrance for the first time.

She has a delicate face, even without makeup, she has a charming face, and her bright eyes have a clear spirit. The most important thing is that she has a gentleness that he can't stand.

He thought that even if it is another ten, twenty or thirty years, he will continue to be intoxicated by her.

Fu Zhengnan's fingers slowly rubbed her delicate skin, watching her eating the cheese bite by bite, the white cream falling on her red lips, he lowered his head, pecked her lips, and rubbed Rubbed her hair and said, "Didn't you mean that you got fat after eating?"

The woman Shui Guang Liang Yan looked over and said, "I forgot to say that the old man is attractive and rich, he has physical strength, you will help me burn these calories, won't you?"

His eyes flowed, his slender fingers circled his chest, and he spoke slowly in a milky tone, which made the man's bones crisp.

Fu Zhengnan laughed, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes squeezed out, but it added to the charm of a mature man.

He picked up the body milk, re-squeezed a ball in his palm and warmed it up, slowly winding up from her arm, down from her neck, and into her neckline.

"I remember it hasn't been wiped here yet, hasn't it?"

Fu Hanchuan stopped before completely losing control, sent Su Xiang back to the hospital, and drove back by himself.

At this time, the car stopped halfway.

Fu Hanchuan put his elbow on the car window, with a cigarette between his fingers, which had been burning for a while, and his other hand was rubbing his lips.

It seems that the softness and temperature of that woman still remain on it.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, hell, why did he kiss her?

Over the years, he vented the lack of a man's physiology on her, but never touched her lips.

The only two times, once was when she kissed him on her own terms, and that time he was not very happy.

Another time, she rebelled against him, trying to spit out the medicine he gave her.

Those two times were totally unreasonable, and they weren't a kiss at all.

But this time

The beautiful little face appeared again in front of him.

Watery eyes are as calm as a lake, and a plump lips slightly open, like a flower blooming in the night, waiting for someone to pick it.

Fu Hanchuan shook his head and shook the small face away. He took a puff of cigarette forcefully, and the faint smell of tobacco washed away the sweetness that she left behind.

The moonlight outside was so good, he thought, this must be the moon's fault.