Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

With a "ding", sparks flickered as the lighter turned on. Fu Hanchuan took a breath and looked at the picture from the white mist.

Vicky Lu

No one knows this person better than him

After a few seconds of silence, he picked up his cell phone and dialed Director Xiao's phone. After a few rings, he was picked up.

Fu Hanchuan came up and said directly: "Who recommended Lu Weiqi to you?"

Luo Shu was signed by Yao Shi. Before this matter spread, someone immediately recommended Lu Weiqi, and the matter between him and Lu Weiqi was not a secret. Director Xiao even came to recommend him when he knew about his relationship with Lu Weiqi. This person is intriguing.

On the other end of the phone, Director Xiao smiled and said haha, "Mr. Fu, shouldn't you refuse to consider Lu Weiqi because of those things in the past?"

"..." Fu Hanchuan tapped the table one after another.

Director Xiao on the other side listened to the ticking sound, and he felt a hairy heart. He could feel the strong air pressure of the big boss for several kilometers. He touched the back of his neck and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, just Among the stars I am looking for to replace Loshu, there is really no more suitable than her."

"Good image and good temperament. Although she can't compare with the popular florets in terms of traffic, she has a high international reputation. This is something that our existing stars do not have. When we go to the European market, she can just help us open up. "

"Mr. Fu, regardless of Lu Weiqi's relationship with you in the past, from the current point of view, Lu Weiqi can bring us a bigger cake, what do you think?"

After listening to her, Fu Hanchuan said quietly: "Did you finish?"

"I asked your question, can you answer it?"

Seeing that he couldn't get around, Director Xiao sighed and said, "Ms. Zhuo Ya, Mrs. Zhuo Ya explained this matter, President Fu."

When Mrs. Zhuo Ya proposed to her to sign Lu Weiqi, she also had concerns, but Mrs. Zhuo Ya persuaded her, and she was a director of the company and the mother of the president. She could not have heard of it.

The Fu family's affairs are complicated, and Mrs. Zhuoya doesn't usually interfere with the company's affairs, but in this matter, she insists on doing so.

In fact, leaving aside the relationship between Fu Hanchuan and Lu Weiqi, Lu Weiqi's own conditions are really good, so she tried to send an email to Fu Hanchuan.

Hearing there was no sound on the other end of the phone, Director Xiao asked cautiously, "Mr. Fu?"

Fu Hanchuan said: "Okay, I see."

"Then you mean, did it pass? If Mr. Fu, you agree, then I will prepare the contract to negotiate with Lu Weiqi's agent."

The project is about to start, and the matter is already very urgent. I thought that Luoshu would be sure of it, but it was intercepted. Now there is a ready-made one that can be topped. Of course, it is necessary to start as soon as possible. If it is too late, maybe Lu Weiqi will be taken by another company. Signed away.

Director Xiao was in a hurry, but Fu Hanchuan hung up her phone. Director Xiao kept feeding her on the other side of the phone, wondering if Fu Hanchuan was reluctant, so he had to call Mrs. Zhuoya again.

Fu Hanchuan sat quietly with his eyes on the phone on the desktop. After a few minutes, the screen of the phone lit up and the ringtones filled the quiet study room.

After letting the phone ring for a while, Fu Hanchuan answered the call slowly: "Mother."

Mother and mom mean the same thing, which represents the relationship between this person and you. But when you call it mom, you have a very close relationship. When it is called a mother, it is more respectful and a little more distant.

On the other end of the phone, there was silence for a second or two. When Mrs. Zhuoya heard her son's name, her brows frowned, knowing that her son was angry with her.

But on this matter, she must insist on her own position, she said: "I heard Xiao Ai say, you don't agree with Lu Weiqi as Fu's ambassador?"

Fu Hanchuan held the phone, flicked a little soot from his pants, and said: "There are other candidates to choose from. Why does the mother have to be Lu Weiqi?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya said: "Lu Weiqi's performance is about to begin. We signed her at this time. It is the best time for publicity. I think Director Xiao has already explained my reason. I think Lu Weiqi can."

"Yes", the two words firmly clarified Madam Zhuo Ya's attitude, Fu Hanchuan twitched the corner of his lips, and tapped his fingers on the table again.

Mrs. Zhuoya continued, "Shan Chuan, you disagree with Lu Weiqi's cooperation with Fu, is it because of Su Xiang?"

After saying this, Madam Zhuo Ya tightened her lips, for fear of hearing Fu Hanchuan's affirmative answer.

She tried her best to make Lu Weiqi become Fu's ambassador, just to give them a chance. In short, she can no longer let the dumb boy stay with her son!

Habits are terrible. Every extra day that dumb stays makes her feel a little more dangerous.

Fu Ying grew up day by day, and seeing Su Xiang in Kevin's restaurant that night made her mind a big alarm!

This is something she doesn't want to see.

After a few tense seconds of silence passed, only Fu Hanchuan said in a low voice: "She is not that important yet, it has nothing to do with her."

Madam Zhuo Ya breathed a sigh of relief, and said earnestly: "That's good, I hope you can distinguish between public and private in this matter. Samukawa, this matter involves the success of our Fu's tourism industry in Europe and No, I hope you can consider it from the company, not the personal grievances between you and Vicky Lu."

Fu Hanchuan's eyes flickered slightly, and the call continued. At this moment, several knocks came from the door.

Fu Hanchuan turned his head holding the phone and saw Su Xiang standing by the door, holding a tray in one hand with a bowl on it.

He frowned slightly, turned his head back to the phone and said, "I will think about it again and hang up first."

With that, he pressed the on-hook button.

Su Xiang walked in with the tray, and put down the small cloud wonton she just made on his desk.

Because Fu Ying wanted to eat, she made more and sent him in.

When she knocked on the door, she found that the door of his study was not closed, she pushed it open with a light push, and heard his half sentence "It's not that important, it has nothing to do with her".

Su Xiang didn't know who Fu Hanchuan was talking on the phone, and who this "she" was referring to, but faintly felt that this "she" was talking about her.

When she walked over, she also saw the computer that he hadn't had time to turn off. The screen showed a picture of Lu Weiqi.

She is not familiar with this woman, but it is not the first time to see her photos, and what she knows about her is only the information that can be found on the Internet.

Of course, at this time, the computer was closed by Fu Hanchuan, and nothing was seen.

The small wontons are eaten while they are hot, and they will be mushy after a while.

After making a gesture, Su Xiang turned around and went out. It seemed that he hadn't heard what he said during the whole process, nor did he see the person on the computer.

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly and looked at the steaming little wonton that night in front of him, and heard the door shut with a click.

He stretched out his hand and stirred the bowl of wontons, frowning even more.

After Su Xiang walked out of the study, he stood at the door for a while.

Vicky Lu

She asked Su Run about this person, but he said that Fu Hanchuan had nothing to do with this woman.

But why did Fu Hanchuan immediately turn off the computer to prevent her from seeing her after seeing her in?

If it really doesn't matter, he doesn't need to do this, right?

And when she went in, she could feel that his mood was not very good. After she found out that she saw the photo, her face seemed to be more ugly.

"Madam, what are you doing here, the young master is looking for you."

Mother Song feeds Fu Ying something in the living room, but the little guy is now his mother's follower. If he can't see his mother, he refuses to eat and insists on his mother to feed him.

Su Xiang recovered, temporarily put his thoughts behind him, and returned to the restaurant.

When Fu Ying saw her, he raised the small spoon high, kicked his short legs and exclaimed, "Ma Ma, I want to eat."

Su Xiang took a breath, and smiled at the corner of her lips. She picked up the small bowl on the table, blew it and fed it to him.

When Fu Hanchuan came out with an empty bowl, he saw Su Xiang feeding his son a spoonful of wontons in the restaurant.

Everything is as usual.

Su Xiang Yuguang watched Fu Hanchuan walk into the kitchen, walked out of the kitchen with a glass of water, and then entered the study room.

She pressed her lower lip lightly. This was nothing at all. It was just a vague sentence. A photo was nothing. She shouldn't take it to heart, but it was printed on her heart and made her lumpy.

At night, Su Xiang went to bed first. When he was about to sleep, he vaguely heard the door click open, the sound of gentle footsteps stopped on the side of the bed, and then the mattress on one side sank slightly.

Su Xiang pretended to be asleep, turned over and continued to sleep, and he could feel the cool breeze coming in with a corner of the quilt behind him, and then his body fell into a cool and firm embrace.

Her body was hot, contaminated by the coldness of the man, and she couldn't help shivering.

"Not asleep yet?" The deep, mellow voice sounded in her ears, so that Su Xiang shrank his neck, avoiding his chin.

The man's hand reached in under her hem, her body was slightly stiff, and her heart resisted this kind of intimacy.

Although he was still gentle to her these days in the hospital, but the last time he forced her to make her feel some shadows, her body was tense and unable to let go, turned her head and shook her head.

She doesn't want it.

The hair rubbed on the pillow, rustling.

Of course, Fu Hanchuan didn't really want her, her body was not completely healed yet, but she just tried her reaction.

He let go of Su Xiang, with his hand resting on the back of his head.

Lu Weiqi, she probably didn't know.

Fu Hanchuan thought it was funny again, she didn't even know Lu Weiqi.

Didn't the Su family let her know anything when they decided to send her to his bed?

Also, it's just a tool, they will let her know what, as long as she can let the Su family continue to enjoy peace and prosperity.

But why doesn't he want Su Xiang to know this person?

In the darkness, Fu Hanchuan looked at the ceiling, the answer was incomprehensible, he curled up one of his lips and smiled as if he closed his eyes.

Su Xiang turned over and looked at the man lying on her back. She bit her lip, and her hand under the quilt was almost stretched out, but when she grabbed the quilt, she stuffed her thoughts back.

She wanted to ask Fu Hanchuan directly, who was Lu Weiqi and whether it had anything to do with him, but when she faced his face, she suddenly found that she was subconsciously afraid.

afraid of what?

She doesn't know, just feels, that would be a not-so-good answer.

This night, Su Xiang didn't know when he fell asleep, and then woke up in tears.

When she woke up, Fu Hanchuan was no longer there. She slowly sat up and sat alone for a long time.

She actually had a dream, the nightmare three years ago.

In the dream, she and a man had been in love for a long time, crying silently but couldn't get rid of the feeling of suffocation. Her whole body was on fire, painful and uncomfortable, and longing to be embraced.

When she woke up, she met the man's angry eyes, and she was naked.

Before I knew what was going on, someone rushed into the room. The flashlight kept flashing. She couldn't even make a scream, and she was terrified.

And after that, she went on the newspaper network and spread it all over the city

Su Xiang covered her face and took a deep breath. Every face in her dream was so clear, but when she woke up, it became blurred again, making her feel uncomfortable as if she was about to suffocate.

This nightmare, for a long time later, she would dream about it, and gradually forget it after giving birth to Fu Ying.

It's been a long time, but I didn't expect to dream again.

The door opened gently, and Fu Ying ran in in his pajamas, crawling on the bed with short legs, Su Xiang wiped his face, bent over and raised his hands, and carried the little guy onto the bed.

She doesn't have the habit of lying in bed, but she doesn't think much of it today.

Mother Song opened the door to Fu Ying. She walked in and saw Su Xiang's face as if the tears were still wet. She gave her a surprised look and asked, "Mrs., why are you crying and why are you uncomfortable?"

Su Xiang didn't want others to see anything, and shook his head.

No, it's just that the eyelashes fell in the eyes.

Mother Song gave a suspicious "Oh", went to the window to open the curtains, and asked: "Then madam, did you get it out?"

Su Xiang rubbed the corners of his eyes.

It's all right.

"Oh, that's good. Then madam, do you want me to bring breakfast in?"

No, I'll be out in a while.

Mother Song nodded and said "Oh" again before turning around and going out.

As soon as the door closed, Su Xiang hugged Fu Ying and lay down.

The sun looks warm in winter, and this kind of weather is suitable for lying in a warm bed. Su Xiang pinched his son's soft ears.

The little guy slept full all night, just playing games with her at this moment, he closed his eyes and smiled, then opened his bright smiling eyes and rubbed her drool on her face.

After playing like this for a while, the mother and son got up.

When I went to the restaurant for breakfast, unexpectedly, Fu Hanchuan was at home and had not yet gone to the company.

He glanced at her, his gaze stayed in her eyes for a moment, and then said: "Today are you going to school over there?"

Su Xiang nodded, she must start line dancing quickly.

Fu Hanchuan didn't say anything, sitting on the sofa and looking at his laptop, Su Xiang just remembered that today is Saturday.

But isn't he busy with that travel project recently, can he not go to the company?

Su Xiang walked to the dining table and sat down. She felt that Fu Hanchuan's question was inexplicable. She told him the other day that she was going to school to dance.

After breakfast, Su Xiang went to the subway station to take the subway to school as before.

She hadn't taken the subway for a while, and seeing the familiar passages again made her feel more comfortable.

However, the place where the game console was originally placed has now been replaced by a vending machine, which looks much boring.

Swiping the card to enter the car, and when she was looking for an empty seat to sit down, someone slapped her shoulders. Su Xiang looked sideways and saw Qi Lingyang standing behind her.

Seeing him, Su Xiang was taken aback for a moment, and actually saw him on the subway again.

She still remembers that the last time they met on the subway, he came to her to help do pp.

However, both of them live in the same community, so it shouldn't be surprising to encounter this kind of thing again.

Qi Lingyang said, "There is an empty seat there." He clicked his chin behind her, and there was a computer bag on a row of seats over there.

Qi Lingyang picked up the bag, let Su Xiang sit down, and said, "I'm really embarrassed to let you run to school just after you left the hospital."

Su Xiang shrugged his shoulders.

How can I be so weak.

After saying hello, both of them were speechless.

Su Xiang lowered her eyes, although she had already apologized to Qi Lingyang, but when the two faced each other, there was still a bit of grievance in her heart.

Just now, she saw that Qi Lingyang's face seemed to be bruised, she didn't know if she hit him that day.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you that day and asked you to think about the advertising lens. Have you considered it?"

Su Xiang looked up, she pursed her lower lip, and shook her head.

I'm sorry, this, I can't promise you.

After the gesture, she lowered her eyes.

The advertisement was not her alone, and Fu Hanchuan saw her walking with Qi Lingyang that day, he was so angry. If she appeared in Qi Lingyang's advertisement, she really suspected that he would kill.

Qi Lingyang seemed to have known that she would answer this way, and did not show much disappointment.

He smiled: "It's okay."

Su Xiang twitched the corners of his lips and grinned reluctantly.

Because there was still some time before she arrived at school, she took out her own hand-drawn drawings, which she came up with again.

Qi Lingyang looked at her looking down at the manuscript in silence, and wanted to ask her several times if she had met anyone in the hospital, and then swallowed it again.

I haven't encountered it

When they arrived at school, the children hadn't seen Su Xiang for a long time, and they were crazy about it. They ran up one by one and asked why they didn't continue to teach them.

Su Xiang asked them to jump out the dance she had previously designed, and let her see the actual effect. The children rushed back to the stage and jumped seriously one by one.

Qi Lingyang set up a video camera on the side to record all the scenes of their rehearsal dance.

Su Xiang looked curious and walked over to ask him.

Why do you want to shoot this?

Qi Lingyang said: "The daily life of these children is part of the public service advertisement. It can tell people that these children are no different from other children."

Su Xiang looked at the child in the lens. It was the first time she saw it from the perspective of a photographer, and she felt a little strange.

It seems that Qi Lingyang just came to shoot some material, and then left after shooting. It seems that his public service advertisement has already started.

Su Xiang didn't think much about it. During the intermission, she went out to the bathroom, and when she returned to the activity room, she saw someone she hadn't expected.

Fu Hanchuan?

Why is he here?

She has been teaching at school for so long, and he hasn't even been near the school. The only time she had a barbeque at a barbecue restaurant was the last time. That time, he came over and took her away in a huff.

When Fu Hanchuan turned his head, he saw Su Xiang walking in with the drops of water on his hands. He glanced at her, then turned to look at the children who were still practicing dancing.

Su Xiang walked to his side.

Why are you here?

Fu Hanchuan raised his chin at the children and said, "Is this the choreography you have been thinking about these days?"

Su Xiang nodded, thinking he would say a few comments, but he didn't have the following.

Su Xiang's heart was upset by him, and he didn't know what he was going to do.

Fortunately, Qi Lingyang had already left, otherwise he didn't know what happened.

The children had never seen Fu Hanchuan before, and saw him with a straight face, more fierce than the principal, and one by one, he dared not jump.

Su Xiang really had no choice but to say to Fu Hanchuan.

You should go back, the children are affected by you.

Fu Hanchuan ignored her words and said, "Why are you crying?"

Su Xiang was startled, and slowly put down his raised hand.

Fu Hanchuan turned his head and looked into her eyes: "I ask you, why are you crying at night?"

He was awakened by her crying, and the chest of her pajamas was wet by her crying, so that she would not wake up either, but she hugged his waist desperately and shed tears.

Later, he stopped waking her up, just patted her on the back gently to calm her down.

Su Xiang looked at the pair of cold star-like eyes, and the dream situation appeared in his mind almost immediately.

Before they slept in separate rooms, even if they were done, she would go back to her bedroom, so Fu Hanchuan didn't know that she had nightmares all the time.

Su Xiang moved his lower lip slightly, took out the phone from his pocket, and typed on it: I dreamt of the day when my parents jumped off the building.

Fu Hanchuan frowned as he looked at the line of words, and his breath sank slightly.

Su Xiang saw that he believed it and took the phone back.

She didn't want to tell him what she really dreamed of.

Those unbearable past, speaking out will only make them embarrassed, and make the temporarily stable relationship between them worse.

Fu Hanchuan didn't need others to remind him how they got together and were buried in a grave.

This is his Ni Lin, her nightmare.

Fu Hanchuan clenched his hand into a fist to his lips and coughed slightly, and asked, "Did you watch them jump with your own eyes?"

Su Xiang glanced at him, nodding and shaking his head dumbly.

Fu Hanchuan didn't intend to dig deeply, raised his hand and paused on her head before falling down, rubbing her head and saying, "After a while, I will take you to the hospital to prescribe some tranquilizers."

Did you come to school because of this?

Fu Hanchuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he casually said, "If there is nothing to do at home, just come and have a look."

In fact, it is also to confirm one thing.

Qi Lingyang.

This school is not a good place in Fu Hanchuan's eyes, otherwise, he would not prevent Su Xiang from being a teacher.

Su Xiang listened to this answer, but his heart warmed slightly, and his heartbeat was a little faster.

At the same time, feeling a little sorry for him, she lied.