Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

She looked at Fu Hanchuan, and the man had a gloomy face and sat silently. From her appearance until now, his eyes haven't moved.

Fu Hanchuan rarely shows emotions, what's wrong with him?

Lu Weiqi's eyes moved slightly. Could it be that it was about the dinner party last week?

The elbow was gently touched, Lu Weiqi retracted her gaze and looked at Chen Chen, but Chen Chen groaned towards Fu Hanchuan and said to her with her lips: "What's the matter with him?"

Lu Weiqi smiled and said, "I came with you, how would I know."

Chen Chen passed by a little bit and whispered in her ear: "You don't always know him best, do you know?"

Lu Weiqi pursed her lips and smiled, saying nothing this time.

In the past, she was the person who knew him best, but for three years, there was another woman beside him, and she couldn't understand him anymore.

He didn't want her to understand

Lu Weiqi squeezed her fingers, rolled her throat lightly, swallowed the bitterness in her heart, looked at Mo Feitong again, smiled and said, "You haven't said yet, whose news were you asking for?"

"Which girl did you fall in love with again?"

Could it be that the same chuckled and said, "Do you think I am worried about whom?"

He nodded his chin towards Fu Hanchuan: "Our Shao Fu is in trouble."

At this time, Fu Hanchuan squeezed the wine glass, drank the rest of the wine and stood up. Chen Chen said: "Fu Shao, what do you mean, why are you leaving as soon as we come?"

Fu Hanchuan walked straight to the door, without turning his head, coldly said a word: "Irritation."

Lu Weiqi's face turned pale, and she bit her lower lip.

She only got up after 1988 when she saw Fu Hanchuan's car, but after she only sat for a few minutes, he left.

Don't you want to see her so much?

Inside a black car, Fu Hanchuan propped his forehead and looked at Weibo on his phone.

The woman's Weibo hasn't been updated for a long time.

Dead or alive, do not send a message.

He irritably threw the phone on the seat and squeezed his eyebrows.

He almost rummaged the entire North City, and there was no news from her, as if silently disappeared from this world.

How could she have this ability?

Fu Hanchuan couldn't understand. He even found someone to follow Qi Lingyang for a few days, but it didn't look like he had hidden Su Xiang.

The glass of the car window knocked twice, and as soon as Fu Hanchuan looked up, he saw Lu Weiqi standing outside the car.

After Fu Hanchuan left, Weiqi Lu also found an excuse to leave. When she was about to get on the bus, she saw that Fu Hanchuan's car was still parked there.

Fu Hanchuan lowered the car window and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

Lu Weiqi said: "Look at you not leaving, just come over and chat with you, don't you need to hate me so much, right?"

The cold wind was tight. When she was about to turn around and leave, she made a "click" and the door on the other side was unlocked. Lu Weiqi raised her eyebrows and walked around the front of the car and opened the passenger's door to sit on it. .

Fu Hanchuan lowered his head slightly, holding the fireworks, sparks in the tail of the smoke flashed, and a cloud of white smoke came out.

Both the cigarette case and the lighter were left on the front of the car.

Both of them were silent. Lu Weiqi looked at him for a while, then suddenly reached out and picked up the cigarette and lighter from the front of the car. She drew one out of the cigarette case, lit the cigarette skillfully, and the long hair of the shawl slipped down. From the repeated hair, you could see the sparkle of the cigarette and her beautiful curved face.

Some people say that a woman who smokes is either lonely or melancholy.

Fu Hanchuan asked faintly: "When did you start smoking?"

Lu Weiqi flicked her hair, sat down in a comfortable position, and tugged at the corner of her lips and said, "Moscow, in a bar."

After taking another sip, she slowly turned the white smoke, as if looking at something, the smoke slowly spit out from her blushing lips, and in the dim light, a gilded sign on the smoke flickered golden.

She intentionally or unintentionally said: "You have been smoking this brand, and you haven't changed it."

"..."

She turned her head and saw the cigarette **** between Fu Hanchuan's thin lips, her eyes slightly squinted into the darkness in the distance, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Weiqi smiled at the man: "Don't you think it's strange to see me smoking?"

"Your business has nothing to do with me."

If the distance was blunt, the distance between the two of them was pulled far away, and Lu Weiqi was blocked in her throat.

After a while, she sneered: "How do I feel that you are **** me off?"

Fu Hanchuan looked back at her, he just didn't want to talk about topics related to her.

He was too lazy to say anything. After taking a cigarette, he threw the remaining half of the cigarette out of the window, then suddenly retracted, searched in the locker, and when he touched something like that, his brow wrinkled again. Down.

Lu Weiqi watched him take out an ordinary glass ashtray and put out the cigarette butts in it.

Lu Weiqi glanced at him again: "Is this your wife preparing to be in the car?"

"Yeah." Fu Hanchuan faintly replied. Just when he was about to throw away the cigarette butt, a picture of the woman sitting on the seat with a small face stretched out of her hands suddenly appeared in his mind.

Don't litter, it is not easy for cleaners to clean.

She is a teacher, but she taught him a lesson.

Then, she bought an ashtray and put it in his car. He had never used it before, but for some reason, it suddenly occurred to him.

Lu Weiqi pursed her lower lip lightly and stared at the ashtray silently.

She knows him so well and can feel his emotions, angry or upset, it is no longer because of her.

He said that her matter had nothing to do with him, it really had nothing to do with him.

She could feel that at this moment, there was another woman in his heart, and he no longer wanted to hear stories about her

After a short silence, Lu Weiqi turned her head and took a cigarette again and said: "I went to Moscow. The people who are not familiar with the place are all foreigners with tall and big noses. I miss you, but I can't come back. Just go to the bar and smoke and drink like you."

She flicked the ashes, and the corners of her lips were torn down. A self-deprecating smile: "Moscow does not have this brand of cigarettes, I will ask someone to bring them, but these years, I will not smoke this brand of cigarettes. Bingzhu, you do you know?"

The corner of her eye was slanted toward the man, with the charm of a bad woman, and her red lips curled up: "The flavor of ice beads is better, the flavor of cool mint, I will smoke that now."

Fu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes to Lu Weiqi, seeming to be examining her.

Lu Weiqi smiled: "Do you think I have changed a lot?"

She blinked: "Don't let my fans know, let alone my agent. Only you know this."

She never touched alcohol or tobacco before.

Fu Hanchuan didn't seem to care what she said, and without saying a word, he withdrew his attention, Lu Weiqi dullly put out the remaining cigarettes in the ashtray.

She looked at the man earnestly and said: "Fu Hanchuan, I thought I could never give up you for the rest of my life. Even the cigarettes you smoke must be the brand you smoke, and the wine you drink must be your favorite, but then I found out, It’s actually quite simple to put aside someone."

"So, when you see me, there is no need to avoid me."

"I know you are annoyed by Mr. Fu's signing of the contract with me, but it is impossible for me to refuse the invitation because of you. The conditions they put forward are very tempting to me, and I don't have to refuse."

Weiqi Lu was rejected by Fu Hanchuan once. She thought that the cooperation with Fu had fallen apart, but she didn’t expect that Fu Zhengnan would negotiate with her on more favorable terms than before. This is what happened and she became the last image ambassador. .

Fu Hanchuan was furious about this matter. She also knew that Fu Zhengnan's wedding anniversary, like the other contractors, was invited as Fu's partner.

Not as a female companion or even as a friend, but as a partner to be invited to a banquet. This is the first time for Lu Weiqi.

Fu Hanchuan said with an indifferent expression: "The contract you signed with my father, there is no need to explain to me, it is your business."

Lu Weiqi always thought that she offended him about signing the contract, and he became more indifferent to her. She has been looking for a chance to reconcile this matter.

She asked: "Then why do you leave when you see me?"

"Fu Hanchuan, we can't be a couple, but don't you want to stay away from me forever?"

Fu Hanchuan snorted and glanced up and down Lu Weiqi with his elite eyes: "If I say this, you will listen to it?"

Lu Weiqi suffocated her breath, her cheeks flushed, and her fingers on her lower abdomen were tightly gripped.

"Fu Hanchuan, did you say this too much?"

"Should I not come back, shouldn't I see you?"

Fu Hanchuan just glanced at her and looked out the window. He said annoyedly: "I have something else, please get out of the car."

With a "bang", the door closed, and the car drove away.

Lu Weiqi's eyes were slightly red, and Chen Chen, who came down from the stairs, saw the car going away, then looked at Lu Weiqi and asked, "You just got off Fu Hanchuan's car?"

Lu Weiqi let out an "um", and before Chen Chen asked anything, she walked to the car.

Chen Chen followed. She sat down in the driver's seat and glanced at Lu Weiqi, who was in a bad mood, and said, "Did Fu Hanchuan say something nasty to you?"

"Don't be too sad. I heard from Mo Feitong just now that the dumb has been missing for a week, and Fu Hanchuan is looking for her all over the world."

Lu Weiqi was startled, her eyes widened to look at Chen Chen: "What did you say? That she was missing for almost a week?"

Chen Chen nodded and said, "Yeah, could it be the same. The Fu family disappeared on the day of the banquet."

"Vicky, don't be too sad if you know this. Fu Hanchuan is looking for her because she is the mother of the child. I heard that the child has been crying at home."

What she thought of, said to Lu Weiqi, "You said, after I said that, that dumb dumb was ashamed and afraid to see people?"

Lu Weiqi did not answer her, but was immersed in her thoughts.

Chen Chen was a little gloating and said, "Vicky, that woman has the best consciousness. It's best if she is a little self-aware, and leave quickly. It will make you sick when she sees her."

Lu Weiqi frowned and asked, "Chen Chen, you didn't tell me, did we meet Mrs. Fu that day?"

Chen Chen glanced at her: "You treat me as stupid."

She slapped that dumb slap that day that wasn't enough to relieve her anger, but she wouldn't say this because she was in front of her.

What's her business.

At this moment, she found that Lu Weiqi's face was pale, and asked: "Vickie, what are you doing so nervously?"

Lu Weiqi sighed lightly, then shook her arm and said, "Chen Chen, don't tell anyone that you have met Mrs. Fu, let alone that you beat her, you know?"

Chen Chen nodded and said, "I know what you said, no matter what, that woman is still Mrs. Fu."

Lu Weiqi let go, but her face became heavier.

It wasn't just Mrs. Fu's problem. Now she understood that the dumb man had a place in Fu Hanchuan's heart. If he knew that the woman had been beaten by someone, he would definitely come back with revenge.

Not long after Fu Hanchuan drove the car out, he received a call from Song's mother.

"Sir, the young master has a fever, come back quickly."

Fu Hanchuan was returning home, and after hanging up the phone, he moved forward quickly.

When I got home, the room was full of children's crying, but the voice was much hoarse compared to the previous few days.

Fu Ying was held in Madam Zhuoya's hands, with a fever-reducing sticker stuck on his forehead, while Mother Song stood aside timidly.

Madam Zhuoya had just arrived, and when she heard the doorbell, she thought her wife was back. Unexpectedly, it was the wife who came, her face paled in shock.

Madam Zhuo Ya saw Fu Hanchuan and asked in a cold voice, "Is it because I didn't come, and you were not going to tell me that the woman didn't come back?"

Fu Hanchuan frowned, "Mom, I'll talk about this later. Take the child to the hospital first."

At this moment, the whole family circled around the child and couldn't take care of anything else. Madam Zhuo Ya glared at him and sent the child to Fu Hanchuan's hands.

There were tears in Fu Ying's eyes, and his eyes were swollen from crying. Her little hands hugged his neck and nestled weakly in his arms. His hot cheeks were against the skin on the side of his neck. Fu Hanchuan suddenly felt hot on the side of his neck. .

"Ma Ma, I want Ma Ma" the little guy sobbed, thinking about his numbness.

Fu Hanchuan suddenly felt an anger ignited from his heart.

This dead woman, she doesn't even want her son!

Children's hospital.

The doctor saw the young man in the Fu family and immediately arranged a ward. Seeing that several adults looked bad, the doctor hurriedly withdrew after a few words.

Fu Ying hung up a bit, because of crying, he was already asleep now.

Madam Zhuoya looked at the child, then looked at Fu Hanchuan and said, "Honestly, did she run away with another man?"

Fu Hanchuan's eyes were cold, and he said to Mrs. Zhuo Ya: "Mother, do you have to say this in front of the child?"

Madam Zhuoya sighed and frowned, "Then you tell me, where did she go?"

"If you get into trouble, you don't even return home. Is this kind of woman worthy of your protection?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't even look at Madam Zhuoya. He stared solemnly at his son's small face, and his thin lips opened and closed: "Lao He, it's late, send your madam home, don't let Madam tired again."

Lao He, who was standing by, was taken aback, but when he saw Fu Hanchuan's pale face, he stepped forward to persuade him: "Madam, Mr. Fu knows what to do. Mr. Fu is still at home, so let's go back first."

Madam Zhuo Ya glanced at her son.

This son of hers, he is excellent, she is happy, but it also shows that he has long been beyond her control.

He is too assertive, and what he says and what he does depends entirely on his own opinion.

Madam Zhuo Ya said, "Okay, I'll go back first. You take care of Fu Ying. You have to solve Su Xiang's matter as soon as possible, and don't let your dad know."

After that, she turned around and walked out.

Mother Song looked at Fu Hanchuan. These days, his wife hadn't even returned any news, and the child was crying at home every day, and she was also anxious.

The wife is most worried about this child, but now she doesn't even care about the child. Is this really not a family?

"Sir, madam, is she really not?"

Fu Hanchuan's cold eyes swept away, and Mother Song didn't dare to go on.

Fu Hanchuan took a chair and sat down, clasping his hands against his forehead, showing a look of fatigue.

Within two minutes of the ward that had just gone quiet, it was struck again.

Qiao Ying walked in with her hands in her pockets, and said with a smile, "I thought I was wrong, it's really you."

When she passed by the corridor upstairs, she saw Fu Hanchuan holding a child walking inside, followed by an old mother and the proud mother.

Fu Hanchuan put down his hand, looked up at her and said, "You have quit?"

This is the Children's Hospital, and Qiao Ying's work unit is in a public hospital.

Qiao Ying grinned and said, "I'm just visiting the doctor here."

She took another chair and sat down and said, "Su Xiang hasn't come back yet?"

In fact, this sentence is pure nonsense. The children are sick. How can mothers not look at them, that is, they haven't come back yet and don't know.

Seeing Fu Hanchuan's gloomy expression, Qiao Ying actually wanted to laugh.

Pei Xian and Mo Feitong often teased Fu Hanchuan, saying that he was made by that little dumb as if he was going through menopause. This image is quite appropriate.

Qiao Ying sighed, raised her legs with accent, put her hands on her knees, posing as an emotional expert, and said, "Do you want me to solve it for you?"

Fu Hanchuan ignored her, Qiao Ying sighed and said to herself: "If I were Su Xiang, I would also run."

"I can't attend the family banquet in my own house. It is in feudal society. There is no such saying. I married a man, gave birth to a son, and his sons all ran away. The husband still treated her as an outsider and refused to accept it. Accept her half sentence."

"Under everyone's eyes, you despise her as dumb and shame you, but you can see how others do it?"

"Buy her new clothes and jewelry, and respectfully invite her to the banquet hall to let her enjoy the scenery."

"Unless she is mentally ill and loves you abnormally, she will not leave the second son Qi who is gentle and respectful to her, and must follow you to be abused?"

Seeing Fu Hanchuan's face turned blue, Mama Song couldn't understand what the young lady was talking about, but she was frustrated.

Is there someone outside of your wife?

How can this be!

Mother Song went to pour a glass of water: "Miss, you can drink a glass of water first."

Stop talking nonsense, she added silently in her heart.

Qiao Ying took the water glass with a smile, thanked her, and slowly drank the water with her long legs, and she glanced at Fu Hanchuan's face like the bottom of a black pot.

But obviously she didn't hear Song's mother's heart, and after drinking her saliva, she continued to talk.

This time, she put away the slapstick she was just now, and said sternly: "Of course, what I said just now was just a virtual imagination I saw at the banquet that day, what Su Xiang was like, you lived with her. Three years, it should be clear."

"Since you can't live without it, when she comes back, treat her a little better, don't make others sad anymore. This heart, even if it is iron-fighted, can't stand your house being so acid-corrosive."

Qiao Ying sighed and patted Fu Hanchuan on the shoulder.

Qiao Ying is not familiar with Su Xiang, but she knows that her life in Fu's house is difficult, but at the banquet that day, she saw it with her own eyes.

A woman who has been treated for three years in this situation is really not something ordinary people can tolerate.

Qiao Ying glanced at Fu Ying, who was not very stable even when she fell asleep.

The female is weak, but the mother is strong, all because of this child

However, these days, Fu Hanchuan's big search also showed her something.

People who don't care at all on the surface are actually not the case.

Fu Hanchuan's thick eyebrows wrinkled a few bumps at this time, and said crudely, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

What do you want to do with her?

She didn't give him a chance to choose, and forced him to marry her. He married and took the responsibility.

Everyone was dissatisfied with her, and his mother had explicitly hinted several times to ask him to break away from her. He refused under pressure. He just wanted her to be a wife at home in peace.

Is he not good enough for her?

Besides, she couldn't do without her.

Fu Ying is inseparable from her.

Qiao Ying shook her head and said, "Is there any nonsense, you know best by yourself."

"Now, let me tell you one more thing. For a woman, looking for someone is not looking for a man who has a few houses at home or how much money is in the bank, but for being kind to her. This kind of goodness is also reflected in being proud He introduced her to his relatives and friends and said, this is my wife, and her name is XX."

"..." Fu Hanchuan squeezed his fist, his handsome face tense tight.

Qiao Ying looked at him struggling, and then continued: "You despise her for being a dumb. It was a shame to become Mrs. Fu back then, but is this her fault? Or anger at her?"

"According to me, you are also bullying her because she is a dumb and can't speak for herself"

Qiao Ying said that she was addicted, and when she was about to continue talking, her cell phone rang and she answered the phone first.

Pei Xian called. Qiao Ying glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said, "Okay, I'll be there soon."

"Well, you first prepare the duck neck and skewers"

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Ying put the phone in his pocket and stood up and said, "I'm going to watch a movie with Pei Xian, so you can think about it yourself."

Just leave, no more nonsense.

Mother Song walked over and silently threw the empty paper cup into the trash can.

This young lady is quick to talk, but she really dare to say, but the gentleman is not furious?

As for Qiao Ying, who walked out of the ward, she just raised her head and chest, leaned against the wall and patted her chest the second after she left the door.

She was just idle and bored and went in and said a few words, but she didn't expect to start saying everything smoothly.

Qiao Ying took out her cell phone and called Qiao Shen: "That old man, are you free this weekend? Sister invites you to a big meal."

He walked along the corridor with high heels, and the voice continued.

"What's not at ease, I think you are in your twenties, and even a girlfriend does not have a sister to teach you how to be a qualified man, your boss, he is really"

In the ward, even a needle could be heard quietly, and Fu Hanchuan's mind was always replying to Qiao Ying's words.

His eyes darkened even more.

He took out his mobile phone and retrieved Su Xiang's WeChat ID. After watching for a few seconds, he took a picture of Fu Ying and sent it to him.

In the middle of the night, Fu Ying went home after losing the liquid. Fu Hanchuan was so tired that he lay on the bed without taking off his clothes, covering his eyes with one hand.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I opened them again, took out the phone from my pants pocket, and opened WeChat. There was nothing but a reply.

He sat up angrily and smashed the phone to the ground.

Fortunately, there was a carpet on the floor, and the phone just made a dull falling sound.

Fu Hanchuan didn't pick it up either, and lay down again, his arms covering his forehead.

"Buy her new clothes and jewelry, and respectfully invite her to the banquet hall to let her enjoy the scenery."

"Unless she is mentally ill and loves you abnormally, she will not leave the second son Qi who is gentle and respectful to her, and must follow you to be abused?"

Qiao Ying's words started to sound like brainwashing again, and Fu Hanchuan thumped out of the bed irritably, his anger nowhere to be relieved, and his eyes staring at the ceiling quickly burst into flames.

She dare!

One night, Fu Hanchuan hardly fell asleep, so when the local cell phone rang, he quickly woke up.

Seeing Su Run's caller ID, his face was full of disgust, but he still answered the phone.

"What's up?"

"Brother-in-law, Xiang Xiang is at our house. When do you see when you are free, come to my house?"

Su Run's voice on the other end of the phone was very low, as if he was afraid of being heard.

Fu Hanchuan twisted his eyebrows, and didn't even care about Su Run's "brother-in-law", holding the phone and walked out.

Su Zhai.

Su Xiang kept shutting herself in the room these days, and she smashed everything inside. Su Liyi's picture frames, dolls, and even the piano had several holes.

Wei Lanqian felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do with her. The Su family would still point to this little sister in the future.

Su Run retracted the call, Wei Lanqian glanced at him and whispered, "Will Fu Hanchuan come?"

Su Run hesitated and said, "I should come."

Fu Hanchuan said nothing on the phone.

The couple waited in the living room, taking a look upstairs from time to time, and asked Qin Ma to guard outside the garden.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Fu Hanchuan's car to appear at the door of Su's villa.

Qin Ma ran in, panting and saying, "Here is here, Mr. Fu is here."

The Su and his wife almost bounced off the sofa and finally came!

In the next second, Fu Hanchuan's tall figure appeared in the Su's living room.

He grinned his face and said, "Where is she?"

Wei Lanqian pointed upstairs: "In her room."

Fu Hanchuan didn't even look at the couple again, and walked up the stairs with his long legs.

Opening the door, I saw Su Xiang sitting on the window sill with his legs in arms, looking downstairs with indifferent eyes.

From her window, you can see the road outside the villa, that is to say, she knew he was here.

Su Xiang didn't need to look back, but he could feel a cold gaze that seemed to freeze her whole.

She slowly turned her head to meet the dark, bottomless eyes, and watched the man approach her step by step.