Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

On a road outside the school, a black car was parked. After Qi Lingyang got into the car, the car started to move.

Zhuo Yi held the steering wheel and shook his head and said, "It's really unlucky for your friend to bypass most of the city to pick you up. Do you know how happy it is to sleep in bed for an hour in this winter?"

Qi Lingyang squinted his eyes and leaned on the pillow behind him, and said lazily, "Get up early and be healthy."

Zhuo Yi sneered, looked at Qi Lingyang in the mirror, and said, "You are really good. I am afraid that people will not be in good health after being discharged from the hospital and that they will not get in your car, so I ran to accompany them. Take the subway. I said, did you make it too obvious?"

"Are you here for real?"

Qi Lingyang looked at the suburban scenery passing by the window with no expression on his face. He said: "You think too much. I just hope that she won't suffer too much, after all."

He smiled faintly and said, "Even if it is compensation for her in advance."

Zhuo Yi shook his head and sighed softly. Qi Lingyang turned around and asked him: "By the way, you rushed to sign Luo Shu, what's going on with Fu?"

"The latest news is that they may sign Lu Weiqi."

After Zhuo Yi finished speaking, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he took a look at Qi Lingyang: "But now I am stuck with Fu Hanchuan. You said he is unforgettable with his old relationship and he has caring for him, or is he kind and stubborn and don't give a little bit of involvement?"

The corners of Qi Lingyang's lips twitched slightly, and he smiled without saying a word.

"I said your black hands are black enough. Fu Hanchuan drove you and ran into you, and you robbed the person he wanted to sign, you two." Zhuo Yi touched his nose and thought about the appropriate words. , Had no choice but to say, "You two, it is possible that you are enemies in your previous life."

A cold light flashed in Qi Lingyang's eyes, and he sneered: "Why, I don't usually show up, just treat me as a vegetarian?"

He does charity, but it doesn't mean that he is a philanthropist, and it doesn't matter.

The second son of the Qi family has no real power. Being shrouded in the shadow of his eldest brother Qi Lingcong, he can only play around all day and become an idle son?

Qi Lingyang slowly rubbed his two fingers, and there was another coldness in his eyes that no one had ever seen before.

Fu Hanchuan ran into him, how could this have just passed.

Fu Hanchuan really took Su Xiang to the hospital to accompany the Chinese medicine for tranquilizing the nerves. Su Xiang looked at the big bag of medicine again, with a bitter face.

She didn't like to drink medicine at all. The body-conditioning medicine prescribed last time was finally finished, and since then she never dared to go to that hospital for a second course of treatment.

She feels that she has taken a lot of medicine these days, and they are all ready-made medicine jars.

Fu Hanchuan was carrying the medicine prescribed from the pharmacy, and when he turned his head, he saw the little woman walking slowly behind him with an expression of distress.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he said: "By the way, I remember that the medicine you drank last time seems to have been drunk, do you want to add some more?"

Su Xiang quickly shook her head when she heard the words, and if she matched it, she would drink twice as much, drinking the medicine as water every day.

Looking at her horrified face, Fu Hanchuan flashed some evil taste in her eyes, and said with a serious face: "I think you will be hospitalized with a cold casually. It's better to match some more."

After finishing speaking, he was about to move back, and Su Xiang quickly walked a few steps and dragged his arm.

It is medicine that is three-point poison, I think diet therapy is better.

After the gesture, she took the bag he was carrying and hurried to the car.

Fu Hanchuan watched her trot all the way, running quite fast.

Just as he was about to walk forward, the cell phone in his pocket rang, and Fu Hanchuan saw that it was Qiao Shen's call, so he answered.

"What's up?"

Qiao Shen on the other end looked through the glass window and glanced at the person sitting in the reception room, and said, "Ms. Fu, Miss Lu is here."

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly: "I see."

Su Xiang stood by the car, waiting for Fu Hanchuan to come and unlock, but he saw Fu Hanchuan coming over with a serious face and said, "I have something to do with the company. I want to go back. You can take another ride."

Su Xiang nodded in a daze, and walked a few steps aside to get out of the way, watching Fu Hanchuan get in the car and close the door, then started the car and drove away.

This change, it felt like the good weather with clouds floating in the last minute, suddenly turned into a big cloudy sky.

Didn’t he not go to the company because he was fine today?

The car was gone, and the wind on the main road was chilling on her body. Su Xiang shivered and dared not stay any longer, stretched out his hand to stop a taxi and got in.

She entered the address of Guhua Road on the phone, thought about it, erased the words, and took out a business card from the bag to the driver.

That was the address of the garage that Fu Hanchuan gave her. Her car hadn't been picked up yet, so it happened to be picked up in the past.

The garage was a little far away, and Su Xiang was about to sleep for a while, the display of his mobile phone turned on, and the prompt beeping twice.

Du Ruohan sent her a message.

Zhu Han Hollow: Are you free? Somewhat boring, can you chat with me for a while?

When they were in the hospital, the two added friends to each other, but that night, Du Ruohan was transferred and left, saying that the hospital here was inconvenient. He was transferred to a hospital close to home to have a baby, and sent her a special note. The news informs.

Crisp candy is not fragrant: Are you still in the hospital?

Su Xiang knows the boredom of being hospitalized. Every day he opens his eyes and sees nothing but nothing to speak. He stays alone all day long.

When it comes to raising a fetus, it is better to go home and raise it, as long as you don't get out of bed and walk around.

Zhu Han hollow: Yes. How about you? Is the disease cured?

Zhu Hankong: I look at the weather forecast, and the temperature is going to drop again. You who are hospitalized because of a cold, you still have to be careful.

Su Xiang pursed his lips and smiled. It feels good to have friends caring.

Crisp candy is not fragrant: I wear thick clothes now, and I will definitely not catch a cold again.

After typing, Su Xiang thought for a while, there should be time to get the car back later, why don't you go to the doctor?

Halfway through the phone call, I wanted to ask her where she was staying. Another message from Du Ruohan was sent.

Zhu Han Kongxin: Oh, so to speak, you have been discharged from the hospital. Did your dance jump? How is the effect?

Su Xiang looked at the excited expression attached to the back, deleted the half line he had typed, and re-written: Of course it is good.

Thinking of the children's dance, Su Xiang couldn't help feeling proud.

The children she taught were clever. When she was absent, they practiced the dance themselves and changed a few movements, which were better than hers.

Even Fu Hanchuan didn't say anything when he saw it.

You know this person can be picky. He who picks his nose and eyes upright, he won't look at it for a minute if he doesn't like it.

But speaking of it, it seems that Fu Hanchuan is not interested in dancing. He seems to just like work.

Well, his favorite should be making money.

Su Xiang nodded seriously, and when he was wandering, a new message popped out.

Zhu Han Hollow: Really? It's a pity, I can't go to see it.

Crisp candy is not fragrant: I have a video, do you want to watch it?

Zhu Han Kongxin: Of course it depends. If you dance yourself, it would be even better.

Su Xiang found out the short video from the file and posted it.

In the hospital, Du Ruohan watched the dance performed by several children in sign language on stage.

The camera shook, and suddenly, her eyes were attracted by the flashing hand shadow.

Because the capacity of the uploaded video is limited, the picture will be gone after this.

Du Ruohan held his breath and played the video again. The hand that passed by was still vague, even if she zoomed in, she couldn't see anything.

Crisp candy is not fragrant: how about it, okay?

Du Ruohan came back to his senses and wrote: Well, it looks good.

After writing, she stared at the video in a daze.

She remembered that when she fell to the ground with Qi Lingyang that night, his hand seemed to be bruised, but later she was in danger of miscarriage, so she didn't care about it.

After that day, Qi Lingyang never appeared again. Hearing from the next person, Qi Lingcong seemed to have beaten him.

Du Ruohan kept thinking about it all the time, probably because she was thinking too much, so she thought of him when she saw other people's hands.

Du Ruohan smiled bitterly and saw the message from Su Xiangxin and asked her for the address of the new hospital. She replied the address. At this time, the door was pushed open and Qi Lingcong walked in.

"Who are you chatting with?"

Du Ruohan put his phone aside and said, "A friend."

"friend?"

Du Ruohan has many friends, Qi Lingcong glanced at her, and said nothing.

Du Ruohan looked at the man who had already sat down, he put the laptop directly on the bed and started to work like this.

The sound of clicking on the keyboard is fast and slow for a while, and then it enters the working state.

Qi Lingcong is tall, and his back can only be arched up at the height of the implantation. This posture lasts for a long time and is prone to backaches.

Every afternoon, he would find time to come over, but coming over is to continue his work.

Du Ruohan looked at his arched back, frowned slightly, and said, "You can do it at home, and there is nothing wrong with me."

Qi Lingcong raised his eyes to look at her: "Why, did I bother you?"

Du Ruohan shook his head: "It's okay because I don't think you need to be like this."

After a few seconds of silence, she said again: "I want to be discharged from the hospital."

Qi Lingcong's lowered head lifted up again and looked at her faintly. Du Ruohan was frustrated when he saw his look. His slender hands grabbed a wrinkle on the quilt, and yelled, "I'm so boring here. On the other hand, I just lie down every day, I want to go home to recuperate."

Qi Lingcong frowned slightly, and his expression became colder: "Isn't it enough for me to accompany you here?"

"Do you want to go back to recuperate, or do you want to see him again?"

Du Ruohan's throat rolled down, her little hand gripped the quilt tightly, and she grabbed more folds on it.

Her face was pale, her lips pressed tightly, and she stared at him with angry eyes: "I didn't think so."

Qi Lingcong only glanced at her, then lowered his head, the sound of clicking on the keyboard rang again, and at the same time, his thin lips also uttered a silent sentence: "Don't forget, why did you need to be hospitalized for abortion? ."

"I didn't think so, it's best."

On the other side, Su Xiang had already arrived at the repair shop, got out of the car, saw the Cayenne man, immediately stared at him defensively.

The Cayenne man greeted with a smile: "Oh, it's you. Will you come to get the car?"

Su Xiang looked at the man in a tooling suit with oil, not knowing what he was doing.

Seeing Su Xiang looking nervously at him, the Cayenne man didn't dare to move. He lowered his head and glanced at his dress, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not here to blackmail your money this time."

"Well, I work here now. Thanks to your friend, who knows the talents." The man raised his hand, habitually trying to brush his hair, and realized that he was wearing oily gloves and put it on again. Come down.

"I'm going back to right now. Okay, don't talk nonsense with you anymore. Your car is there. Get it yourself."

Su Xiang was at a loss, but it seemed that it seemed that he had made him a car repairer here.

She took out the car ticket from her bag and wanted to ask how much the repair cost. Cayenne man came over, crumpled the ticket and threw it in the trash can, and said to a man who looked like the head of the field: "Her single note On my body."

After finishing speaking, he said to Su Xiang: "Ordinarily, due to your relationship with the boss here, your car is free of charge, but I ran into your car. As for me, I don’t want to owe you this favor, it’s mine. The two will be even afterwards."

The man waved his hand and turned to a car that was still waiting to be repaired.

When he turned around, Su Xiang found that the back of his ears were a little red.

She twitched the corner of her lower lip lightly. Such a fierce man would blush when she apologized.

But what is the relationship between her and the boss here? Could it be Fu Hanchuan's friend, and not hers.

Su Xiang checked the car and got out of the car. There was no trace of the dent when hitting the dented car plate, and even the repaired paint showed no trace at all. He followed the apprentice who inspected the car and glanced in the direction of the Cayenne man. At a glance, he whispered: "Master Zhao is amazing. He is the most powerful car repairer here. He repaired your car."

"The boss doesn't know where to dig such a master"

Where did the little apprentice whispered worship, Su Xiang twitched his lips, no wonder that person said it was even.

She didn't worry about this matter too much. After signing the acceptance form, she sent a message to Fu Hanchuan, and then drove the car away.

In the office of the president of the Fu's Building, Fu Hanchuan glanced at the new message on the phone, then threw it at a corner of the table, raising his eyes to look at the woman sitting on the sofa.

It has been a while since he returned to the company, but the two of them haven't officially started talking.

A cup of tea was placed in front of the woman, she took a sip, and her lips curled slightly, "Ms. Fu sent it?"

Fu Hanchuan pressed her lips and didn't answer. Lu Weiqi smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I have to take a trip to the company when you rest. I don't know if you are not working on Saturday now."

When Fu Hanchuan used to play cars, he had already taken over the company's affairs, but at that time he was busy to make up for the time when he went out to play cars.

"But I only have time today. You know I'm going to perform on stage. The training intensity is very high, and there will be no more time in the future."

Fu Hanchuan smiled: "Then what's the big deal, if you let you put down your training, you must come to our company yourself?"

Lu Weiqi smiled and looked at him for a few seconds, and the two looked at each other, like temptation and confrontation.

"You know why I came." Lu Weiqi curled her lips and smiled undiminished. "I heard my agent say that you refused our cooperation?"

"Yes." Fu Hanchuan answered her question without hesitation.

Lu Weiqi's smile froze slightly, her eyes turned slightly, and she smiled again: "Why?"

"What do you mean?" Fu Hanchuan retracted his gaze, picked up the file on the table and looked at it.

These are the few candidates that Director Xiao found out overnight. Director Xiao said that she is more optimistic about Lu Weiqi, because she has a high-end international market that domestic actresses do not have.

"I really want to know why you are interested in this ambassador, and even let you do it yourself."

"I heard from Director Xiao that you originally planned to rest for a while after the stage performance."

"And with your temperament, you are not likely to be the one who does this kind of thing." Fu Hanchuan finished speaking, put down the stack of documents in his hand and looked at Lu Weiqi.

Her hands are on the hem of her knees, her back is straight, and her noble and elegant manner is pleasing to the eye and inaccessible.

She has a proud personality and a clear goal. A few years ago, people in the entertainment industry liked her and wanted her to develop into the show business circle, but she refused.

Her goal has always been to become a ballet dancer and enter the international arena.

For this goal, she even gave up his marriage proposal and went abroad to study.

Lu Weiqi looked at Fu Hanchuan for a moment, twitched the corners of her lips and said, "If it weren't for Madam to find me, if it was someone else, I don't think I would agree."

"She said that the female artist you originally signed was signed by another company. The situation is urgent. Let me help."

She took a breath, as if thinking about something, paused for a while, and looked at Fu Hanchuan: "I owed you three years ago. I originally came to pay this favor."

"But you rejected me"

Lu Weiqi smiled a little helplessly, and said, "This is embarrassing, I'm so shameless."

"You also know how much Fu's influence is, and now there is a lot of news outside."

"My performance is about to begin. I was rejected by you at this time. What should I do to show people outside?"

"In the eyes of the outside world, it is because I am not qualified to be your ambassador, I will be rejected by you."

After saying this, Lu Weiqi stopped, bit her lip, and sighed lightly, as if even more helpless, and said: "Samkawa, the reason why I came to your company to talk to you about this, not to you Talking in private, just feel that this is an official business."

"Your rejection, I will think you still have love for me."

"..."

The air was quiet for a long time, and Fu Hanchuan sneered: "Do you think I'm public and private?"

Lu Weiqi looked at him: "Otherwise, why don't you think about it?"

"Leave aside our past, I think my cooperation with Fu Shi is still very interesting."

Fu Hanchuan tapped his fingers on the table lightly and said, "First of all, you said just now that you owed me three years ago to pay this favor. I think this favor does not exist."

"You rejected my proposal. This is nothing wrong. You don't have to feel wronged. I have never blamed or even resented you. It was just that I felt lost and faceless at the time. I think this emotion should be something normal people have. React?"

"As for what you said is affection, this is even more non-existent. Haven't you always said before, I'm indifferent to affection?"

She said that she couldn't feel his love a few times before.

What Lu Weiqi enjoys is the kind of love that a man praises her as the most precious thing. Everything revolves around her, so that others will follow her footsteps and live others in her world.

But Fu Hanchuan's belief is that he can't be such a man. To some extent, they are a kind of people, and they all like to control others.

Lu Weiqi listened to this almost unfeeling remark, squeezed her hands, and smiled hard to support: "Oh, it turns out that it is like this, then it seems that I was overwhelmed."

"But since you already think so, why do you still refuse me?"

Fu Hanchuan looked at her with no temperature in his eyes. He leaned back into the back of the chair, clasped his hands lightly, and said lazily, "I don't want you to be adulterated."

An understatement, it sounded little weight, but it seemed like a hammer fell, and Lu Weiqi's face was pale with the shock. Without waiting for her to say anything, Fu Hanchuan went on to say: "Whether it is you say it, pay back my favor, or I don't need anything else."

"In my contract, I only want the relationship between goods and money, and I don't like to mix with other things."

"..." Lu Weiqi tightened her lips, and she caught the skirt without a trace of folds on her knees.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes were slightly relaxed, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said: "Of course, in the eyes of some people, whether I refuse to cooperate with you or sign you, I will be said something. In my opinion, it’s better not to sign a contract. You can also treat this as my private and public affairs."

Refusing Lu Weiqi, in the eyes of some people, can't let go of the prudent eyesight of the past, or signing her with temperament, will be described as unforgettable.

There are people talking on both sides, but this is just what others say, and Fu Hanchuan doesn't mind.

He doesn't care what Lu Weiqi thinks, he just draws a clear line.

Lu Weiqi sat silent for a while, then smiled bitterly: "Shan Chuan, you really made me lose face."

She stood up: "Well, since you have said so, then I have nothing to say."

"But I may have to issue a clarification announcement, saying that I turned down Fu's invitation because I had to prepare for the stage performance and didn't have time to pay attention to others. Do you think it's okay?"

Fu Hanchuan nodded: "Yes."

Lu Weiqi nodded to him, stepped on high heels, straightened her back and walked out.

Just as she walked to the corridor, Madam Zhuo Ya was walking over from the other end of the corridor and saw her laughing.

"Miss Lu, so you are here too, did you come to see Hanchuan?"

Lu Weiqi gently pulled the corners of her lips: "Yes, Madam Zhuo Ya."

Madam Zhuoya smiled and asked, "What's the matter?" She thought about it, and then asked, "About the contract?"

Lu Weiqi smiled helplessly: "Yes, but Samukawa's attitude is very firm, madam, I think I may not be able to help you. There are still many outstanding artists in the show business circle, and we should find someone more suitable than me in the future. Have another chance to cooperate."

Madame Zhuoya was taken aback, her brows frowned: "Wait, Samukawa disagrees? Why?"