Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

I don't know how long this state will last, so what if I tell her?

With her mentality, I'm afraid he would not go there.

Fu Hanchuan sneered, took a mouthful of cigarettes and stood up. He narrowed his narrow eyes and looked at the car downstairs in the sparkling starlight, and passed a trace of coldness.

The cigarette **** was pushed out in the ashtray, the man's long legs moved, and his generous back disappeared behind the door

The dividing line of memory coming back the next evening

After applying the cream, Su Xiang looked in the mirror left and right, and felt that her complexion was not very good, so she put on some blush and tied her hair with a ball head, so that she looked more energetic.

Today, I’m going to the examination room to step on the spot and recognize the seat number so as not to find a place on the day of the examination.

Su Xiang hasn't been to an examination room in a few years, and he feels a little nervous. Selfishly feel that the complexion will be better and the luck will be better.

Once the tumbling was over, she walked out of the bathroom with satisfaction.

Eating breakfast alone is more casual. Su Xiang cooked the rice left over yesterday, and ate it with a piece of fermented bean curd, and then went out with a bag.

This time the exam site was in a middle school in another district. It took 40 minutes to find a place by car, but it took only five minutes for the classroom to confirm the exam.

Probably because I was afraid that people would go in and cheat, the classroom door was locked, and a blank paper was posted on the wall next to it with the number or number of the admission ticket number written on it. Su Xiangbi checked it and came out after the confirmation.

bookstore.

Su Xiang ordered a cup of hot milk coffee at the counter, found Zhang to sit down by the window, took off his heavy woolen coat and scarf diagonally on the back of the chair, took out the notes and books in the bag and started to review.

She was wearing an off-white loose sweater, with slightly longer sleeves covering her half of her hand, holding the warm milk coffee in both hands, she lowered her head to take a sip, stared at the book, read a section, raised her head and meditated on the ceiling. Read the book again, smile, and move on to the next paragraph.

The bright sunlight poured down her face, her face was white and sheer, and her pink lips curled up, like a repetitive dynamic cartoon.

Outside the window, a car stopped at the street. A man was sitting in the car, tapping the steering wheel with his fingers, scratching his chin and scratching his head from time to time.

Could it be that Tong just drove around the street casually, and inadvertently saw Su Xiang sitting in the bookstore reading.

He stopped the car and subconsciously wanted to get out of the car to say hello, but as soon as the car door opened a gap, he swished and retracted his hand.

It's not that his body can't be cold, and he doesn't know why it's like this, as if he doesn't see anyone.

Speaking of which he still owes Su Xiang his life, why can't he go up and say hello before he has paid her favor?

Could it be that I tried the same twice, but it seemed as if the doorknob was equipped with a thorn, and every time I touched the car door, my hand retracted.

What do you say when you go in?

Could it be that Tongxin was pretending to be a crazy rabbit, trying to pretend that he couldn't see the wind that continued to drive him, but when he saw the white face and pink lips, the tires seemed to stick to the road.

He was sitting in the car, looking at the woman sitting by the bookstore window across the road.

When she raised her head, her neck raised a white and smooth arc. When she lowered her head, her back neck was bent into a white small arch, and the hair on the back of her head fell on the hairy neck.

Her eyebrows are bright and smooth, and her small nose is straight. She obviously doesn't look like a big beauty, but she looks like a painting.

She took a sip of the drink and looked up at the ceiling. The drink fell with her throat, and her blushing lips curled up again.

Could it be that he swallowed the same saliva, is the milk tea so delicious?

Is that book so good-looking?

He saw her finally looking away from the book, thinking she was going to look out the window, he immediately avoided it, only to find that she was just looking sideways to look at her mobile phone.

Could it be that he was a little embarrassed to come back to his senses, what is he doing?

Is this still the domineering Mo Sanshao?

"Huh huh!" Could it be that Tong cleared his throat and finally opened the door and walked down.

The service desk is right at the door. Did you go in and take a look at the quietly sitting woman over there? When the footsteps moved there, he changed direction again and went to the service desk and looked at the category list above. .

Could it be that I have never walked into a bookstore in my life, either a bar or a clubhouse, and I am dumbfounded when I see the name on it.

What Lao She's tea, Anna's coffee, what are these things?

"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

The waiter asked in a low voice, could it be that the same had a headache, and said directly: "Coffee."

"What kind of coffee would you like?"

Could it be with a rough voice: "Black coffee without sugar!"

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The waiter turned around and started brewing on the back bar. Could it be that the body was on the same side, with his arm on the counter and tapping his fingers.

It doesn't seem to be a big deal to walk over like this, the little mute has read the book for a long time, should he be hungry.

Could it be that "that" pointed to the same line of the category of snacks, anyway, I couldn't see anything famous, so I just ordered one randomly, "I want the suet ball again."

The waiter turned his head and smiled sweetly at the customer: "Okay, please wait a moment."

After a while, the coffee and cake were placed on one tray. Could it be that they also glanced at the suet balls, which turned out to be a piece of cheesecake.

He easily picked up the tray with one hand, and was about to walk to the window, his fingers swayed.

Qi Lingyang was also in this bookstore. He exchanged books on the shelf. He crossed the shelf and inadvertently saw the woman sitting by the window. The corner of his lips curled slightly and he walked over with the book.

Su Xiang just finished reading a paragraph of content in silence, and noticed the people standing beside him. As soon as he looked up, he saw Qi Lingyang standing there. He shook the book in his hand and smiled slightly.

Su Xiang's eyes bent, Qi Lingyang lifted the seat and sat down opposite her.

Su Xiang's books are so colorful and eye-catching, Qi Lingyang glanced at it and said, "I'm about to take an exam, right?"

Su Xiang nodded.

I went to the test center today, and the test will start tomorrow.

Qi Lingyang said: "Well, seeing you being so serious, you will definitely be able to pass the test."

Su Xiang laughed, showing white teeth.

I hope I can live.

Her arm paused, thinking of something, and then gestured.

Last time I heard you say that you are going to a new company. Did it go well?

Qi Lingyang shrugged his shoulders: "At present, it's okay, but I won't know in the future."

Why are you also in the bookstore?

Qi Lingyang pointed his brain with his finger, his lips bend down slightly, looking a bit distressed, he said: "Excessive use of the brain, just come out and relax."

On the other side, after seeing Qi Lingyang clearly, could he shook his hands, took the coffee and walked to the deck on the other side and sat down, squinting at that side.

At this moment, he was a little upset that he couldn't understand sign language, and he didn't know what Su Xiang was talking about.

The little dumb doesn't learn to behave, hasn't he completely crossed the door of the Fu family, and is entangled with Qi Lingyang again?

At this time, could he have the same impulse, he wanted to buy this bookstore, and then hung a notice at the door with a photo of Qi Lingyang, saying: This person is not allowed to enter!

Seeing that the two were talking and laughing, could it be that they drank a big sip of coffee with dullness, but the temperature of the coffee just came out was very high. After drinking this sip, he sprayed out hot, and quickly covered his mouth with a tissue.

But in a quiet place like a bookstore, a little movement can attract the attention of others, not to mention that it is just separated by an aisle.

Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang turned their heads and looked over, Su Xiang was slightly surprised.

Could it be that the same person, scornful and scornful, doesn't seem to be able to get along with the bookstore?

When someone found out, could he cough lightly, threw away the tissues, and after casually running a book on the shelf, he picked up the tray with one hand and walked over generously.

With a "boom", he put a little force when he put down the tray, and some of the coffee on it spilled out, and the water shook violently.

Could it be that they lived together and looked at the two condescendingly, with a somewhat arrogant expression.

He remembered that the last time he ran into the two of them was in the subway station, and Su Xiang didn't know him at that time.

Could it be the same: "Er Young Master Qi, don't you mind if I sit down too?"

Qi Lingyang's lips twitched and smiled: "Of course."

Could it be that he sat down next to Qi Lingyang, and Qi Lingyang glanced at the cheesecake, then looked at May Feitong, and said with a smile: "I heard that the Three Young Masters had adventures a few days ago, how come they have changed people now."

Su Xiang also looked at that piece of cake, curiously looking at May Feitong.

Could it be that the tips of his ears were a little hot, and after a glance at Su Xiang, he coughed and said, "Isn't it okay for me to cultivate my body?"

Qi Lingyang pulled his lower lip lightly, his eyes fell on the cover of the book, and his face became a little complicated: "San Shao, if you want to cultivate your character, I suggest you read another book."

Su Xiang also glanced at the book, and moved his gaze silently away from his finger against his nose.

What kind of look? What's wrong?

Could it be that he didn't pay attention at all when he took the book, and when he saw it, he almost got angry.

On the cover, there are three big characters of Jin Ping Mei. Although this book is not an affair, everyone knows that this book is the originator of that book.

And this book has probably been read by many people, and the pages are all loose.

Which Wang Ba Laozi put the book there!

Could it be that Tongxin cursed fiercely, but still holding on to it.

"Isn't it just a book? I can read whatever I like."

He also glanced at Qi Lingyang's book incidentally.

Three-body.

What kind of stuff, why don't you look at the fruit body.

Qi Lingyang smiled and opened his own book: "You don't want to."

After speaking, he quietly read the book.

Could it be that he glanced at the man and opened the pages of the book, but his mind was not on reading at all, he glanced at Qi Lingyang, and then at Su Xiang, feeling uncomfortable as if he crawled into a centipede in his heart.

He Yu Guang glanced at Su Xiang, hehe, there was a laugh just now, but he was silent when he came, so what did he pretend to be.

Of course Su Xiang also remembered what it was like when he first met Mo Feitong.

After seeing him that day, she was suspended from school the next day.

Su Xiang raised his arm and surrounded his book, as if he was about to come over to grab her book.

Could it be that the anger in her heart became even greater when she watched her movements at the same time, what did she mean?

But seeing Su Xiang's cautious look, he also remembered what he had done at that time, the fire withdrew instantly, scratching the back of his neck.

He pushed the cake to Su Xiang's side, and said uncomfortably, "I don't know if it's delicious, you can eat it."

Su Xiang looked up at him, his words sounded inexplicable.

Could it be that she looked at him warily, and he suffocated his neck and said: "We are deadly friendship, are you afraid that I will poison you?"

Su Xiang opened her lower lip slightly. To be honest, she really didn't know what he thought.

Su Xiang happened to have a pen and paper on hand, so Su Xiang started to write, and then pushed the piece of paper over.

Could it be that he glanced at the piece of paper together, and felt that his blood pressure was rising.

The paper says: I let Miss Lu be arrested, don't you hate me?

In Su Xiang's impression, could she be with Lu Weiqi. In order to prove her innocence, she followed him up the mountain and found key witnesses. Now Lu Weiqi is facing prison, doesn't he hate her?

In fact, after that, Lu Weiqi's mother had come to her ward to ask her to reconcile privately, and wanted her to withdraw the lawsuit, but she did not agree.

Because of Lu Weiqi, she was forced to sign a divorce agreement. She couldn't see Fu Ying. She had been violently on the Internet for so long with insults, and she didn't want to withdraw the lawsuit.

She is not the kind of person who complains with virtue.

Could Tong take a deep breath, just about to say something, turned his head and glanced at Qi Lingyang, closed his mouth, turned the paper over, picked up Su Xiang's pen and wrote on it.

He held up the piece of paper and faced Su Xiang: Lu Weiqi has nothing to do with me anymore.

Could it be that he is used to using a computer, his handwriting is not very good, and now he is angry, the line of characters is written crookedly, Su Xiang carefully read it for a while.

Could it be that he saw Su Xiang's clear eyes and then took back the paper.

He glanced at her, got up and stood up, and said gruffly: "Go back early, don't be too late."

Then he left.

His books and coffee are left on the table.

Su Xiang glanced at that piece of cake, picked up the small spoon on it, dug a piece into the mouth.

The taste is moist and soft, with the fragrance of honey, and the taste is pretty good.

Qi Lingyang picked up the book that could only be turned over by one page, turned his head and looked out the window, pulled the corner of his lower lip, and put the book back.

He said: "It's almost noon, I invite you to dinner, and I wish you pass the exam in advance."

Su Xiang nodded, then shook his head, frowning slightly.

Qi Lingyang saw that her expression was wrong, and asked, "What?"

Su Xiang chuckled and gestured in sign language.

I'm not too hungry, so let's wait until I finish the exam to celebrate.

Qi Lingyang thought that Su Xiang was nervous before the exam, so he reached out and packed up all the books in front of her, and said, "It's just going out for a meal, it won't be a long time. And you have been prepared for so long, relax first, don't be too tight Stretched."

Su Xiang still shook his head, making gestures in sign language.

No, I'll go back to eat and celebrate later.

Seeing her insistence, Qi Lingyang stopped saying anything.

"Well, when you get the qualification certificate, I will treat you to a good meal."

The two of them said goodbye. Su Xiang picked up his mobile phone and looked through it.

Before, she was too devoted to reading and forgot to cook.

Fu Hanchuan often came to Chawan for dinner during this time, and sometimes sent messages to her about what to eat.

But this morning, there was not a phone call, not even a text message.

Su Xiang squeezed the phone, put it in his bag and walked out of the bookstore.

After driving for half an hour, Su Xiang returned to the apartment. It was quiet inside. The bowl she left on the dining table in the morning was still there, and there was no sign of anyone coming.

Su Xiang's expression was a little lost, and he casually cooked a bowl of noodles to deal with lunch.

In a western restaurant in the mall, a waitress led the way. Madam Zhuo Ya walked in with Chang Yan. Both of them carried only a shopping bag in their hands. It seemed that the harvest was not very rich.

The waiter opened the seat, Madam Zhuo Ya sat down, and then Chang Yan also sat down on the opened seat.

Madam Zhuoya smiled and said, "It seems that Miss Chang doesn't go out shopping often?"

Chang Yan's cheeks were slightly red, and her breath was not very smooth. She smiled and said, "My brothers and sisters often buy things for me."

Madam Zhuo Ya nodded: "Ms. Chang's family really loves you very much." Her words turned, and there was some teasing in her eyes, "But little girls, not all of them like to go shopping with her boyfriend. ?"

Chang Yan's cheeks turned redder, and she lowered her head and said, "I like reading books better, and I have never had a boyfriend."

The next half sentence sounded like a mosquito, but Madam Zhuo Ya was more satisfied.

She has a good family background and a well-behaved personality, and her relationship is blank. Although such a girl is too simple, but she is pure and good. Ikea is a good room, and there are no distracting thoughts.

At this time, the waiter brought the two steaks up. Mrs. Zhuoya cut the steak, glanced at Chang Yan, and said, "Ms. Chang doesn't go out shopping often, so why did you think of asking me out?"

Chang Yan's hand shook slightly.

Sister-in-law said that Mrs. Zhuo Ya has a strong personality.

She calmed down and said with a smile: "Last time Madam invited me to your house for dinner, I have never had a chance to thank Madam. I just heard that the new western restaurant here is good, so I asked Madam to change the taste."

Since we are going out to eat together, and the western restaurant happens to be in the mall, then shopping and drinking tea is a logical thing.

Fu Hanchuan has no feeling for her right now. She has to find a way to see him often.

Hearing Chang Yan's answer, Madam Zhuo Ya's eyes flickered, and she put a small piece of beef into her mouth and chewed it down: "This steak tastes really good, and I will invite Samurai to try it in the future."

Chang Yan pursed her lips and smiled, lowering her head and cutting her share.

At this time, Mrs. Zhuo Ya said again: "I don't know what Miss Chang thinks of Hanchuan?"

When she was in school, Chang Yan was often confessed by boys, but when asked so straightforwardly by an elder, she was still very uncomfortable. She blushed and squeezed the knife and fork in her hand.

But she knew that this question was very important to her.

"me"

"How are you?"

In fact, Chang Yan's initiative had already revealed what she meant. Mrs. Zhuo Ya's question was not to make an extra effort, but to make a final assessment.

Assess her determination to be able to sit as Mrs. Fu.

Chang Yan looked like a young lady with a thin face, but her son knew best. Fu Hanchuan has an indifferent personality, and there is that cheeky dumb. If Miss Chang can't help but fight, it will be useless for her to help.

Just when Chang Yan was so cruel and wanted to say that she liked Fu Hanchuan, a low male voice suddenly appeared beside her.

"Madam Zhuo Ya, what a coincidence."

Could he come out of the bookstore and casually find a restaurant to eat, and when he came in with the waiter, he saw Madam Zhuoya sitting there and a girl he had never seen before.

Madam Zhuoya smiled at Mo Feitong and said, "Oh, it's not the same, how is your injury?"

The matter with Lu Weiqi was so violent, of course Mrs. Zhuo Ya also knew about the injury, so she asked politely.

"Madam, look at me like this" Could it be the same as copying the trouser pocket with one hand at random and looking down at himself, "Of course it's all right, it's alive and kicking."

He turned his head to the waiter who was waiting on the side and said, "There is no need to arrange another table. If you meet here, add a seat."

As he said, he turned his head to look at Madam Zhuo Ya: "I am a little boring to eat alone, Madam won't mind?"

He glanced at Chang Yan again: "This beautiful lady, I don't think you would mind it, huh?"

Chang Yan tugged at her lips and shook her head slightly.

Could it be that he waved his finger at the same time and said to the waiter: "Go."

The waiter then pulled out a seat from the next table. Could it be that they sat down together and looked at the same steak that the two of them ate: "Wow, you both ate the same steak, that must be here. It’s a sign, and I want to have the same one, half a bit familiar."

Could it be that the same to the waiter finished ordering, and smiled at Chang Yan: "This beautiful lady, don't you know your name?"

The Mo family also has a certain status in Nancheng. In addition to the character of the prostitute, he basically knows all the ladies of Beicheng. And the one who can eat with Madam Zhuo Ya is definitely not a casual girl's house, and definitely has a background.

It was strange that he hadn't seen this young lady in front of him.

Chang Yan said, "I'm Chang Yan."

Could it be that Tong looked at it, and stretched out his hand across the corner of the table: "Oh, it turned out to be Miss Chang. I'm Could it be that it's a pleasure to meet."

After listening to Fu Hanchuan, the Chang family in Beicheng also deliberately competed for Shengtang Technology.

Chang Yan didn't like the man who suddenly appeared and interrupted them, but in terms of etiquette, she still stretched out her hand. Could it be that she held her finger together and squeezed it frivolously, Chang Yan withdrew her hand quickly as if it were hot.

Could it be that the corners of the lips were slightly hooked, and there was a flash of disdain in his eyes.

At this level, still want to be Mrs. Fu?

His eyes turned slightly, and the corners of his eyes looked at Madam Zhuo Ya.

The two of them sat at a table, and it seemed that there was one more on Mrs. Fu's list.

Because of May Feitong's spoiler, Chang Yan's meal was triumphant, and finally ended hastily.

Could it be the same as a man who bought the bill, and when he finally walked out of the restaurant, he looked at the colorful shopping hall in front of him.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, he touched a small piece of paper, twisting the square piece of paper with his fingers.

The position of Mrs. Fu, the little mute, is crumbling