Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

In front is a wetland with lush greenery and blooming flowers. The Long Beach River reflects the sun, and the fish scale patterns go from the shore to the front layer by layer, shining with a little golden light.

While the cherry blossoms were flying, the slender figure stood upright, the breeze raised the corners of her clothes, and the hair was dancing lightly, revealing one of her white cheeks with faint brows and eyes.

Could it be that the same leaning on the front of the car, just looking at this back figure is not boring.

It would be great if I could just smile...

The camera of the mobile phone captured the scene. He glanced at the figure inside the mobile phone, and the corners of his lips twitched unconsciously.

But when he raised his eyes and looked at the figure again, his brows frowned, and he was panicked: He has been standing for more than half an hour. Isn't she thinking about jumping off?

He raised his hand to cover his forehead and looked at the sun above his head, then looked at the person in front of him, and walked down the **** with his foot raised.

"Little mute, do you want to jump down? I tell you, I can't swim. If you jump down, you will have to wait for death if you regret it."

Only a cool breeze responded to him.

Calling her a little mute did not respond. Could it be that she watched her staring at the sparkling river with a solemn expression, and she was even more worried.

He said just now that he can't swim, of course it's fake, but she didn't react at all, and there was no echo at all. Could it be that he scratched his hair and didn't know how to persuade her.

The Fu family did too much with this hand. If they didn't help her in, it would be fine if they didn't see Chang Yan.

I can see it all, and I can’t go back...

"Little mute, Master Fu won't let you in. He probably doesn't want you to see those people and don't want you to be sad. He won't really treat you like that. Don't take it seriously."

Could it be that he thought about it, and based on his understanding of Fu Hanchuan, he would definitely not be able to stop her from seeing Fu Ying, but the people from the Chang family showed up at the Fu’s house, and Mrs. Zhuoya’s meaning was so obvious.

But the question is, why didn't Fu Hanchuan say anything at that time? At least the dumb would not be so sad.

Could it be that he scratched his head again with a sense of sorrow, and Su Xiang turned his head to look at him, and there was a dead silence in his eyes.

She lowered her head, pressed a few words on the phone, and said in her voice: "He wouldn't let me in, and he didn't see the people from Chang's family. Doesn't it mean that they don't exist?"

Could it be that he opened his mouth at the same time, wanting to say at least not seeing is clear, and swallowing when the words reached the mouth.

I can't see it, but the fact is there.

"Then Su Xiang, what do you think?"

Su Xiang pulled the corners of his lips, showing some helplessness and resentment in his smile.

What else can she think?

No matter what she does, the dominance is not in her hands. She wants to divorce, but he refuses. She wants to leave far away, but Fu Ying is in his hands.

She wants to fly, where else can she fly?

He grasped her weakness, he was determined, no matter what she was, she couldn't let Fu Ying go.

He is going to torture her to the end, who made her go to his bed?

Could it be that she looked at her sad smile, and her heart became a ball.

Seeing her thin and thin, bearing so much pressure and suffering so much, how did she resist?

How could he laugh at her in the first place, thinking that she was unpredictable?

Could it be the same as raising his hand to touch her head to comfort him, but just felt it was inappropriate when he moved his fingers in mid-air, and touched his ears and said, "Don't think about it, that us."

He watched a few white birds on the grass catching insects and eating, his eyes lit up and said: "Well, you haven't eaten lunch yet, let's go to eat. Yes, it's cold and hungry here. Go eat. It will be fine."

This time, before Su Xiang had any reaction, he took her arm and walked directly to the car, dripping a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, really afraid that she would jump.

If I really saved her, it would have repaid her life-saving grace, but the weather was still very cold in the river.

Could it be that they both pulled Su Xiang and walked to their car, the doors were all opened, and I saw her little pr in Yu Guangli, forget it, just come over and drive away when you are full.

Seeing her emotions, in case of a car crash, it would be troublesome.

There are business parks and many restaurants on the wetland side. Could it be that they drove the car a few times and wondered what to eat, when suddenly a woman's voice rang in the car.

"Don't turn around, just this one."

Could it be that Su Xiang is still not used to speaking with voice, so he made a sudden noise to startle him.

Aside from other things, Qi Lingyang has done what he wants, and it's no wonder that the little mute is close to that kid.

Could it be that the same probe looked at the restaurant's sign, which was a grilled fish restaurant.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Could it be that he turned the steering wheel and stopped the car on the parking apron in front of the restaurant. As soon as he stabilized Su Xiang, he got out of the car and walked inside.

Could it be that she followed behind her, frowned when she saw the rows of peppers hanging in the doorway, and let out a sigh of relief. Anyway, Feng will accompany her to the end.

Su Xiang ordered a large plate of grilled fish and a large plate of crayfish.

The red hot chili oil on the grilled fish, she only frowned when she had just eaten it, and then ate her head dully.

Could it be that he took a piece of fish with him, glanced at Su Xiang, and saw that she was only immersed in the bitterness, so she rinsed the fish in a bowl of boiled water before putting it in her mouth, frowning directly still spicy.

He can drink wine, both white and red, but the spicyness of the wine is different from that of pepper, so he can't eat it.

A bowl of white rice contains a few slices of fish. Could it be that he put down his chopsticks after eating, and would never take another bite.

He looked at the woman sitting opposite, twisting the shrimp head with sharp fingers and peeling the shrimp shell with a fierce force. Didn't she take the lobster as Fu Hanchuan?

Listening to her unceasing sniffing, could she ask carefully: "Little mute, aren't you spicy?"

As soon as Su Xiang looked up, he wanted to take back what he had just said.

The woman in front of her eyes was red, her eyes filled with tears, her red cheeks were already soaked with tears.

How could it not be spicy, she just needs chili to vent.

Could it be the same silently, took a few tissues and handed them to her, Su Xiang took off his gloves, took the tissues to wipe away the tears and nose, and changed a pair of gloves to continue.

At this moment, Su Xiang glanced at the table where Mo Feitong had only a few sparse shrimp shells, and realizing that the man in front of him seemed to have not eaten much, she held a lobster and handed it to him, beckoning him to also eat.

Could he look at the drop of spicy oil dripping from the shrimp tongs and shook his head: "Forget it, you can eat it."

Su Xiang was not polite to him, and she shrank back, pinching the shrimp head with his other hand and twisting it.

May Feitong breathed out helplessly again, and unscrewed the fire-lowering tea ceremony that she hadn't moved next to her: "Drink some of this, or you will get angry."

This meal could not be said to be happy at all. Could it be that she also looked at the woman who walked in front of her silently, if it weren't for him to stop her, she would order two more bowls to eat.

Although it is said that eating is also a kind of venting, this kind of venting is not much better than men's drinking.

In short, it's torture

Could it be that he copied the car keys in his pockets with his hand, but saw Su Xiang's footsteps go to a smoothie shop.

Could it be that they both touched their foreheads, and had to accompany them to the end again.

Until the evening, watching the little mute vent enough, and watching her enter the building with his own eyes, could he go back without worry.

In 1988, it was said that it was early or not, and it was not too late. There were not many guests in the venue. Did he just go in and see Pei Xian sitting at the bar, and he walked over.

Could it be that they took a bar of beer and said to Pei Xian, "The birthday party is over?"

Pei Xian put one leg on the pedal of the bar stool, and the other long leg stretched out leisurely. He tilted his head to look at him but did not speak.

Could it be that he was staring at him so much, he frowned and drank a drink and said, "Why are you looking at me like this? I'm not Qiao Ying."

He put down the beer and dusted the goose bumps on his arm.

Pei Xian snorted lightly, then retracted his gaze lazily, and pointedly said: "The two are messy enough now, so be careful not to make trouble."

Could it be that Pei Xian was talking about bringing Su Xiang into the Fu family's old house, and said, "I didn't say it, I don't know what's going on there, I didn't mean it."

He accompanies the little mute this afternoon to eat spicy and ice, everything has been caused, what else can he do?

Pei Xian looked at him: "I'm not just talking about this."

Could it be that the same stunned, the beer glass on the lips paused, his eyes moved slightly, and some sensed what Pei Xian wanted to say.

Just listen to Pei Xian said: "We don’t know what happened to Shao Fu, if he doesn’t tell us, but Chang Yan lives in Fu’s house, and it’s entirely caused by Mrs. Zhuoya and the Chang family. It has nothing to do with Shao Fu, don’t you. Mix it up."

Could it be that the same sounded a breath of anger, put the beer glass "boom" on the bar, and suddenly a bubble of foam rose from the beer glass and overflowed from the wall of the glass.

Could it be the same anxiously said: "Do you think I am happy to take care of this nosy?"

Pei Xian stared at his eyes thoroughly and said: "Then what do you mean by chasing it out?"

"I brought the little dumb in. What if something happens to her after she is so irritated? I can't bear the responsibility?"

He said that he was anxious, and the blue veins on his neck appeared, but when he talked about this, he said that Su Xiang had been standing by the river for a long time, and he said that he cried after eating spicy food.

"No matter what difficulties Fu Shao has, he has done so much to the little mute."

Could it be that Su Xiang was standing on the bank of the river with a melancholy expression in his mind, and her tearful face appeared again, and her heart was depressed.

Pei Xian looked at him with a gloomy look, put his arm on his shoulder and patted him and said: "Fu Shao has done a fire, if he loses the little mute, he will drink this bitter water himself."

He moved the beer to Mayfield, took his own glass, and touched him: "We are brothers, so it's a big deal to accompany him."

Both of them drank in one gulp. Pei Xian smashed his mouth and looked at the same look. Both of them looked at the neat row of transparent wine glasses on the front shelf: "Brother, there is something I can't think about, just stop here, stop"

Could it be that in the same pocket, his fingers touched the quick key on the edge of the phone, opened and closed, and his eyelids were slightly lowered. He pulled the corner of his lower lip and smiled, seeming helpless and speechless.

Two days later, the acquisition of Fu Shi and Sheng Tang was formally signed in a venue set up by a hotel. After the signing of the two parties was completed, the two signatories shook hands to wish the future cooperation smoothly.

The flashing lights around kept recording this moment, while Qi Lingyang and Fu Hanchuan had smiles on their faces, but there was no temperature in their eyes, and even the hands that were shaking each other had the meaning of a contest.

One of the conditions for Fu's acquisition of Shengtang is that Qi Lingyang will officially enter Fu's as the director of operations.

From the outside world, Qi Lingyang's appearance caused another uproar.

The Chief Feng of the prosperous Tang Dynasty was actually the second youngest of the Qi family, and he quietly founded such a powerful technology company!

Since Qi Lingyang had already appeared when he was doing charity activities before, and in addition to the big accident he gave this time, the press conference ended and the reporter interview time, the reporters all surrounded Qi Lingyang in the middle.

"Excuse me, Mr. Qi, why did you sell the company to the Fu family without considering your own Qi family?"

"Mr. Qi, if you do this, won't Mr. Qi cause dissatisfaction?"

"Mr. Qi, why did you start a company in the name of Fengjiang?"

"..."

A series of questions sounded at the same time, Qi Lingyang kept smiling, and the answers flowed.

"I started the company with a playful mentality. If it goes bankrupt, I will lose the face of Fengjiang. I won't be beaten when I go home."

"As for the person who asked, why didn't it merge into the Qi family? This is my personal question. I remain silent."

"..."

He only briefly answered a few questions, and then left the rest of the matter to his assistant. He nodded to the media and left the venue.

On the other side, Fu Hanchuan himself rarely accepts interviews, and he usually gives the assistant to do it when he shows up, and this time is no exception.

He stepped down from the stage and walked towards the exit with long legs. The bodyguard stopped the reporters behind him, and the staff of the public relations department walked over to entertain the reporters in a timely manner.

The two walked to the door at the same time, Qi Lingyang slightly pulled the corners of his lips and said: "Mr. Fu shouldn't want to have a celebration banquet with me, right?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him indifferently, his thin lips opened and closed: "That's right."

After speaking, he walked straight forward.

At the door of the hotel, his car was already waiting. He got in the car, glanced at the door of the hotel with indifferent eyes, and told Qiao Shen to say: "Drive."

"Yes, Mr. Fu." Qiao Shen drove the car out as soon as he got the order, and it didn't cost a word more than before.

During this time, Mr. Fu's body was as cold as the twelfth lunar month, and as long as he was close to him, he could feel the low pressure hovering over him.

This suffocating sense of pressure made Joe feel pressured.

His elder sister, Qiao Ying, said that the boss was caused by Gu Qianwang's difficulty in expressing herself, so she found him a woman and it was over.

Qiao Shen could only pretend not to hear about this.

Standing on the steps, Qi Lingyang watched the car disappear from his field of vision, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

A car drove up, he walked to the steps, opened the door, sat in, and said an address.

In the private box of a high-end restaurant, Fu Zhengnan was sitting in the first place, watching the LCD TV hanging on the wall intently.

This was a big piece of news from Beicheng. When he saw that the two had finished signing and shaking hands, he nodded, showing satisfaction.

The door rang twice, the waiter opened the door, and Qi Lingyang walked in.

"Father."

Fu Zhengnan said, "Come on, sit down."

Qi Lingyang sat down on the opposite side of the table, and the waiter asked for instructions: "Mr. Fu, can we serve food?"

Fu Zhengnan nodded. At this moment, Qi Lingyang said, "Please wait a moment."

Fu Zhengnan frowned slightly and looked at him, Qi Lingyang said: "I have something to do later, so I won't accompany my father to dinner."

Fu Zhengnan rolled his eyebrows and glanced at him, and said indifferently to the waiter: "Serve the food."

The waiter got the order and retired. Fu Zhengnan picked up the teapot and poured tea in the cup in front of Qi Lingyang. He looked peaceful but his tone was very low: "What's so busy, there is no time to eat with me, eh?"

He raised his eyes and looked at Qi Lingyang's eyes very sharply.

Qi Lingyang smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing, I just hope my father can understand my mood at this time."

Formally entered Fu's mood.

Fu Zhengnan's eyes flickered. At this time, when the news came to the interview, Fu Zhengnan looked at Qi Lingyang's answer to the reporter and said: "Your identity will be known sooner or later. You must be prepared."

Qi Lingyang took a sip of tea and nodded: "I know."

After a few words, both of them fell silent.

In fact, although Fu Zhengnan recognized this son, the two were not close, and they were more silent when they were together.

For decades, it has been a relationship that has not met each other. It is very difficult to get closer to each other in just a few years.

The waiter brought the dishes and waited for the door to close again.

Fu Zhengnan glanced at Qi Lingyang with complicated eyes, took a piece of beef into the bowl in front of him, and said: "I haven't asked you, what is Qi Haipeng's attitude toward you now? But he is very dissatisfied?"

Qi Lingyang looked at the piece of beef in the bowl, the corners of his lips were slightly involved, and said, "Nothing has changed."

Qi Haipeng said it didn't matter, but in the end he violated him and recognized Fu Zhengnan under his nose, and he was affirmative of dissatisfaction with him.

It's just that he is in the Qi's house, and he is dispensable, no matter how bad he can go, what's more, he has already moved out and lives, and there is no need to look at their faces.

Fu Zhengnan's eyebrows moved, "Well".

One is the proud son of heaven, but the other son is living a life under the fence. He feels guilty for this son.

After a few seconds of silence, Fu Zhengnan rubbed his fingers and slowly said, "Otherwise, find an opportunity to disclose your identity to the public, so that you will not be able to cover up your words and actions later."

Qi Lingyang smiled, lowered his eyebrows and drank a sip of tea and said, "No, let's go with the flow."

He looked at Fu Zhengnan: "Isn't my father still running for the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce? If it is made public, will it be affected by then?"

Fu Zhengnan frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Didn't you still want to use Su Xiang's advertisement before, and you want me to be hindered in the presidential competition?"

At this time, Qi Lingyang reached out and picked up Fu Zhengnan's soup bowl and scooped up the soup. Fu Zhengnan stared at him, but when he saw his face, he smiled calmly and couldn't guess what he was thinking.

At that time, Fu Zhengnan thought that Qi Lingyang wanted to use Su Xiang to make the Fu family embarrassed, so that Qi Haipeng would have a chance.

"At that time, didn't you still hate me and want to take the opportunity to retaliate against me?"

In Qi Lingyang's view, his behavior back then was to abandon his wife. After decades of indifference, how could he not feel any resentment towards him in his heart. Said it.

"Or, do you want to give Qi Haipeng a big gift to repay him for his kindness in nurturing you?"

Qi Lingyang put the soup in front of Fu Zhengnan, he raised his eyes and looked at him quietly for a few seconds and said: "My advertising plan does have the meaning of blocking you. But my current goal has been achieved. No need to block your way anymore."

"Also, I hope to have another peaceful life."

Fu Zhengnan looked at Qi Lingyang's open-minded face, and frowned, "Purpose?"

Immediately he would come over, Qi Lingyang did so many purposes, is to officially enter the Fu family.

Qi Lingyang said: "My father originally gave me start-up funds in order to motivate me, but at that time, he didn't really mean to let me come back, right?"

He named him Fengjiang and gave him a piece of land to make him a king. Is it true that he can't see it?

After saying this, Qi Lingyang picked up a towel on one side and wiped his hands. "Father, I have something to do, so I'll leave."

He nodded to Fu Zhengnan and got up and left.

In the exquisitely decorated box, again only Fu Zhengnan was left.

He slowly twisted his fingers and looked down at the bowl of soup in front of him.

He is Fu Zhengnan, with fame and status, and his handling of Qi Lingyang has always made him entangled.

He is his blood, the son he gave to him by the woman he loves most, but the Fu family is in peace now, and his return will inevitably cause shock.

Furthermore, the Qi Lingyang five years ago was really too unknown, so he didn't know how much strength Qi Lingyang could have.

Out of guilt, he gave him a sum of money to allow him to start a company, but he did not expect that in the past five years, he had done a lot of business with the company, which greatly exceeded his expectations, and also let him see that Qi Lingyang is not inferior to Fu. The strength of Samukawa.

At that time, he fell into entanglement again. He hoped that this son could come back to help the family instead of becoming Qi Haipeng's right-hand man, but neither Zhuo Ya nor Fu Hanchuan could accept him calmly.

It was also at that time that Qi Lingyang offered him a condition that for him to enter the Fu clan, he must be given a chance to compete with Fu Hanchuan for his successor on a fair basis.

Fu Hanchuan was trained by Fu Zhengnan alone, and he was the heir he had decided long ago, but Qi Lingyang's request made him hesitate.

Just when he was hesitant, it happened that Su Xiang wanted to shoot an advertisement.

He did this to force him to make a decision as soon as possible!

Fu Zhengnan wanted to understand now, a flash of shrewd eyes flashed.

He laughed, he was worthy of being Fu Zhengnan's son, and he even dared to design.

If this is the case, he is really looking forward to who is more suitable for this heir position.

Any family needs the most correct helm to take the helm, so that it can go on for a long time.

Fu Zhengnan was in a good mood and took a sip of soup while holding the spoon. But when he raised his head and inadvertently saw the bowl opposite, his brows wrinkled slightly.

The piece of beef in the bowl did not move.

Qi Lingyang, he looks gentle and modest on the surface, but in fact this temper is also very stubborn...