Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

"I said I don't regret it, because of this, I can have a chance to meet you."

Su Xiang frowned slightly, don't regret it?

In front of me was the man who smiled slightly at her. He gave her expensive gifts time and time again, saying that she deserved it. In fact, it was an apology and compensation to her?

Su Xiang understood everything at this time, with a wry smile on his lips.

If it weren't for that Miss Yu, maybe in this life, she was kept in the dark by these two men, like a ball, kicked around, and she didn't even know what mistake she made and should be treated like this.

Her value is the **** for them to obtain the supreme power. At this time, he still came to tell her about love or not. Isn't it ridiculous?

She didn't need his so-called love at all, and she couldn't afford it, and even hoped that at the beginning, they hadn't known this before, and she wouldn't have so much pain later.

She didn't know what to say or how to forgive.

Su Xiang bent down, put the bouquet at the door, and then slowly closed the door.

Two people facing each other, as the door gradually closed, their vision gradually narrowed until the end was closed.

Qi Lingyang looked at the closed door panel, it was as if Su Xiang closed the door of her heart in front of him, and they used to talk about everything.

He glanced at the platycodon that was abandoned on the ground, and still smiled reluctantly: "Su Xiang, I know it's hard for you to forgive me now, I will take my time."

He stood silently for a while before turning to leave.

Su Xiang didn't listen to what he said anymore, took the handbag and sat down in the living room, and took out his mobile phone.

The most conspicuous icon on the lighted screen is the pp. It is a multifunctional software designed for deaf-mute people that can directly make and receive calls and allow them to communicate with normal people.

It is such a piece of software that she likes and excites, and even personally participates in it. Behind it is such a utilitarian purpose. She doesn't know what to say.

Su Xiang's finger pressed the pp for a long time, and the trash can icon appeared at the top of the screen. Just drag the pp to the trash can to delete the software.

Qi Lingyang, the man who gave her a lot of encouragement when she was at her lowest level, did his encouragement also have a purpose?

The throat slid hard, and his eyes became blurred again.

She didn't know who else she could trust in this world, and who she could pour out.

She dragged the icon with her finger and slowly reached the top of the trash can. She didn't want to hear her own voice anymore. It was not hers, it was all fake

In an apartment in the city, Fu Zhengnan was standing on the balcony holding a glass of red wine, looking at the dark night with his eyebrows closed.

A pair of soft arms hugged him from behind him, Fu Zhengnan glanced at the woman behind him, touched her head, smiled faintly, and the folds of the brows were unfolded at this time. It's just that the hanging stitch patterns on the center of the eyebrows have been deeply carved in the middle.

A soft finger pressed those hanging stitch patterns, and the woman smiled and said: "You, if you wrinkle like this, I can only drag you to the facelift."

Fu Zhengnan put the red wine on the railing, pulled the woman in front of him, stared at her and said, "I am old?"

The woman's hands slowly stroked his thick black eyebrows, as if to flatten those wrinkles. She seriously said: "You are not old, but you are thinking too much and getting old."

Fu Zhengnan sighed, holding the woman's wrist with both hands and said: "You don't understand, you have no children, and you don't know that you are a parent."

Seeing the woman's eyes darkened in an instant, his words stopped, and he kissed her on the forehead: "Okay, let's not talk about it."

Yu Cangcang pulled her lower lip, and there was a bitterness in her smile. Then, she suppressed the bitterness and smiled purely and comfortably: "I helped you solve that problem, so you don't need to worry about that woman in the future."

Fu Zhengnan frowned and looked down at her: "Oh?"

Yu Cangcang smiled and said: "I went to find her and told about the two brothers. I think she won't have any more tugging with them in the future."

According to Fu Zhengnan's mind, no matter who will be the heir in the future, he does not want any son to have a relationship with that dumb girl. There will be better women to match the descendants of the Fu family.

Fu Zhengnan was startled, and seemed to be thinking about something. Yu Cangcang moved forward a little, Jiao Li's face smiled cautiously under his pupils.

"Old Fu, I said that Qi Lingyang is an illegitimate child. You won't blame me?"

The identity of Qi Lingyang has not been disclosed to the public except for a few people. Although Fu Zhengnan himself had this intention, Yu Cangcang was still uncertain in his heart when he revealed it privately without his permission.

Fu Zhengnan took a deep breath, took a sip of the red wine, looked at the night in the distance, and frowned again.

After a while, he said, "Just say it, that's fine."

Yu Cangcang breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and laughed. She leaned against his chest and said, "In fact, Fu, it is better to announce his identity earlier than that. That much pressure."

"When his identity is made public, there is no room for him to escape."

"Huh?" Fu Zhengnan looked down at her, "Do you think he is hiding?"

Hearing what she said, Fu Zhengnan also felt a little bit. He wanted to talk about this in front of Qi Lingyang several times, and he said he would push it later.

Yu Cangcang took his remaining half glass of red wine and took a sip. She said: "I just feel this way."

Qi Lingyang should have that meaning. He is still leaving the last way for himself. At the last moment, either he will disclose his identity and his path will be completely blocked, or he will keep that identity and wait to leave quietly later.

But no matter what he thought, she didn't want him to be too disadvantaged in this battle.

His failure is tantamount to her failure.

If he could disclose his identity, Qi Lingyang would be unavoidable.

In addition, the reason why she talked to Su Xiang, whether it was Qi Lingyang or Fu Hanchuan, caused her to have a rift with the two brothers. No matter who she helped, she was credited.

She concealed the matter between him and Su Xiang for Qi Lingyang, which made Fu Zhengnan feel dissatisfied with her. She didn't want to be a little imperfect in his heart.

This is not just the fight between Qi Lingyang and Fu Hanchuan, but also the secret contest between Mrs. Zhuoya and her.

And Mrs. Zhuoya didn't dare to say that her man had another son for the sake of face, she could say.

Fu Zhengnan's eyes narrowed slightly. Originally, he planned to disclose his identity at the most suitable opportunity. If this is the case

He opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "We still have to wait for this matter."

Yu Cangcang was startled, thinking he would agree to it.

"Why?"

Fu Zhengnan said: "To disclose his identity, it must be when he makes achievements. Under such circumstances, it is the most beneficial time for him to make public."

When his achievements are greater than his identity, when he returns, he won't suffer too much impact.

After all, Fu's entire family and those shareholders and directors of Fu's are not idlers.

Yu Cangcang opened his mouth and could only give up.

"However, it is a good idea for you to tell the dumb man about this."

Fu Zhengnan smiled slightly and looked at the woman in front of him, and touched her cheek with his big hand.

What worries him most now is that the two brothers are vying for the woman. Now that the woman knows it, she should take the initiative to avoid them if she has a little bit of shame left.

This trouble has been solved.

Yu Cangcang grinned, she held his big hand, and left the wine glass with the other hand on the balcony, leading him to the house.

"Let's not talk about the annoying things. The gift for you is ready. Come and have a look first."

The curtains are all closed, scented candles are burning inside, and the fragrance in the air is faint and charming.

After the woman walked inside, she let go of his hand, walked a few steps forward, and then slowly untied the belt around her waist.

A mature body dressed in thin silk clothes appeared in front of him, and the hazyness under the dim light added to the charming amorous feelings.

Fu Zhengnan laughed in satisfaction, and stepped forward to hook her back with one hand and her chin with the other and said: "Fairy, only you can play these tricks."

"Do you like it?" The woman's winking eyes were slightly raised, the flames in her painted eyes shook, her fingers circled his chest, bold and seductive.

Fu Zhengnan caught her provocative little hand, put it on his lips and kissed it a little bit along the tender white arm.

Until the candle burned out, the last wisp of blue smoke rose, and the gasp in the room calmed down.

Fu Zhengnan lifted the quilt and got up, picked up the robe on the floor and put it on and walked into the bathroom. There was a sound of running water inside.

Yu Cangcang sat up holding the quilt, picked up the clothes on the floor and wrapped it up, she pushed open the bathroom door and leaned against the door frame: "Are you going back tonight?"

Fu Zhengnan glanced back at her, humming.

"Can you not go back?"

Under the shower, Fu Zhengnan beckoned to Yu Cangcang, Yu Cangcang walked over, the splashing water moistened her clothes.

Fu Zhengnan touched the corner of her lost eye: "What's the matter?"

Yu Cangcang looked up at him and said, "Old Fu, can you really leave here with me after the matter is over?"

Fu Zhengnan: "Why ask?"

Yu Cangcang glanced at him deeply, probably because he was getting older, and he was more and more concerned about gains and losses.

Although Mrs. Zhuoya and his husband and wife for decades have been married in business, they have experienced a lot together, and they also have a son. They are connected.

"Lao Fu, you just said that I have no children myself, and I am afraid that you will not be by my side in the end. In this way, I can only leave by myself."

In the past, she would shrug her shoulders, turn around and leave, pretending to be okay, but now she can no longer be so free and easy.

Fu Zhengnan looked at those sad eyes, they were so similar to that person, and they touched a certain place in his heart.

He sighed in a low voice: "Don't go anymore."

He held her head with both hands, kissed her between the eyebrows, picked her up, and walked to the bathtub that was already full of hot water together. The wrapped robe fell down and was soaked in an instant.

Yu Cangcang's eyes swayed slightly, still looking at him in confusion: "Old Fu"

"No, trust me, I won't leave you behind"

The man's deep and gentle voice sounded, and his warm lips fell on the side of her neck.

Yu Cangcang was held in his arms, with a smile on the corner of his lips, but his dark eyes had no look, and even a little sad.

She knew that she was 70% to 80% similar to Yu Kelan. After learning about that person, she even imitated Shen Yun a lot, just to make him love her more.

Up to now, even she herself has been lost. Is this really herself?

Is it her that Fu Zhengnan loves?

But now, she still can only use Yu Kelan's appearance, let him stay, how can she believe that he will definitely take her out of here?

Fu's old house.

Madam Zhuoya glanced at the wall clock on the wall. This huge old house was so deserted, even when the spring blossoms in April, the night was still so cold.

She tucked the shawl over her shoulders, took a sip of tea, looked bored at the TV, and glanced at her phone.

Just when she was about to reach out and pick up the phone, Chang Yan walked over from the kitchen with a tray. She smiled slightly and said, "Madam, I have a meal of bird's nest and snow pear soup."

Madam Zhuoya took her hand back and said with a smile: "I stew the soup every night. I am used to drinking your desserts these days. After you go back, it will be uncomfortable for a while."

Chang Yan said modestly: "Sister Xia will do this too, how can she not get used to it."

She contained three bowls of bird's nests in total. After one bowl was handed to Mrs. Zhuo Ya, she looked at the remaining two bowls of bird's nests and glanced in the direction of the door: "Is Mr. Da Fu not back yet?"

During these days living in Fu's house, Chang Yan discovered that Mr. Fu came back very late sometimes.

Madam Zhuoya paused while holding the spoon, twitching at the corner of her lips and said: "Should be still playing cards and chatting with his friends. He is this person"

She shook her head with a faint smile, lowered her head and took a sip, and switched the topic away: "Miss Chang, your craftsmanship is so good. If Samukawa marries you, I won't have to worry about his health in the future."

"Madam" Chang Yan gave her an annoyed look, lowered her head and scooped the bird's nest, but her eyes were a little embarrassing.

What Fu Hanchuan said that day was to ask her to leave the Fu's house. She cried for a while and wanted to go back. It was Madam Zhuo Ya who kept her, and she stayed with half a push.

Because she knew that if she went back, she would never see Fu Hanchuan again and live here, even if she just saw him in a hurry.

She knew that this kind of self was spurned, but she didn't know what to do.

That day, the woman said to be cruel or go away, she thought, she just made her face thicker.

Thinking of this, Lao He came in outside the door and said, "Madam, Mr. Fu is back."

Madam Zhuo Ya was taken aback: "Huh?"

It was already late at this time, and even if Fu Hanchuan came over, he would have dinner, not to mention that he hadn't been home for dinner for quite a while.

How come this time has come?

Fu Hanchuan's people had already walked over, and Chang Yan looked at the handsome face, her heart beating quickly.

No matter what he said to her, she couldn't control her heart when she saw him.

She laughed, but as Fu Hanchuan approached, her smile froze on her face, looking at him in surprise.

Madam Zhuo Ya also curled her eyebrows and looked at her son's face. She put the bird's nest on the coffee table, stood up and walked to Fu Hanchuan.

Madam Zhuo Ya's expression sank as soon as she saw the bruises on Fu Hanchuan's face: "What's wrong with your face? Who hurt you?"

She glanced at Sister Xia who was standing aside, and said, "Go and find the ointment for removing blood stasis."

Fu Hanchuan tilted his head, avoiding the hand touched by Madam Zhuo Ya. He glanced at Chang Yan and frowned slightly.

Madame Zhuo Ya remembered Chang Yan at this moment, looked back at her, and pulled Fu Hanchuan toward her to sit down.

She said, "Miss Chang has stewed the bird's nest, so you happen to drink a little too."

Fu Hanchuan frowned, glanced across Chang Yan's ardent face, and looked at Madam Zhuo Ya and said, "Mother, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter, you say."

Fu Hanchuan stood up with her thin lips and walked upstairs.

Madam Zhuo Ya was taken aback, and said to Chang Yan first: "Miss Chang, you can sit here and watch TV for a while."

As he said, he got up and followed.

In the study, Fu Hanchuan stood upright by himself, and a sense of heaviness filled the space.

When Madam Zhuo Ya walked in, she felt this heavy feeling.

She closed the door, walked to him and said, "What do you want to tell me?"

Fu Hanchuan looked at her, his eyes darkened and couldn't see to the end.

Madam Zhuoya looked at his expression and felt a bad feeling in her heart. She took a step before him and said, "If it's about that woman, I don't want to listen."

Fu Hanchuan squeezed his palms and said solemnly: "It's really about her. Mother, I want her to come back."

Madam Zhuo Ya opened her eyes wide, her face turned pale: "What did you say!"

"I want her back."

A crisp sound rang, and Madam Zhuo Ya's palm was slightly numb.

In this life, it was the first time she had beaten her son.

She was full of disappointment: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Let her come back? Do you want me to die? I finally got rid of her!"

Madam Zhuo Ya was going crazy. She covered her chest with one hand, stumbled to the desk, took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer and poured two pills, just wondering when she swallowed the cold water placed here.

The medicine bottle slammed heavily on the table, and a few pills in it popped out of the wide mouth of the bottle and scattered on the table ticking.

She angered with red eyes: "Do you know, where is your dad now?"

"I'm guarding this house alone, the room is cold. How long have you been like this, do you know?"

Fu Hanchuan's hand tightened, his teeth tightened and said: "Mother"

"Shut up!" Madam Zhuoya yelled and interrupted her, "If you want her to come back, don't even think about it!"

She took a deep breath: "Is it that dumb? How did she seduce you?"

"I knew, how could she be so peaceful when she said to Fu Ying for her birthday, she clearly had a premeditated plan."

Madame Zhuoya looked around frantically, as if in a corner, Su Xiang would suddenly appear in front of her, she tightened her fingers, trying to tear her apart at any time.

Only a few days later, the woman asked her son to tell her face to face, asking her to come back, evildoer! evildoer! All evildoers!

She raised her eyes, took a deep breath, and said to Fu Hanchuan: "I tell you, the only person who can enter the Fu's house is Chang Yan, Miss Chang! There is only one way for you, that is, to sit in that position. Miss Chang is the only one who can defeat that wild species!"

Fu Hanchuan tightened his eyebrows. He knew that he would be opposed to his opening, but he had already thought very clearly, and he still had to say what he should say.

He said: "Mother, that position will definitely be mine, but Su Xiang, I don't want to give up on her. If you tell me that I can only sit in that position and cannot have her, then I might as well do nothing. NS."

Madam Zhuoya's eyes widened, and her body shook suddenly: "You, what did you say?"

"Do you dare to threaten me?"

"What did that dumb guy lower your head? You can even say such things!"

Madam Zhuo Ya patted the table heavily, and the jade bracelet she was wearing on her wrist shattered.

Fu Hanchuan raised his head and said with a deep gaze: "Mother, she is Fu Ying's mother. If you change him to a mother, what do you want me to tell him?"

"It's your mother, if he divorced you early, find another one"

Fu Hanchuan stopped in the middle of speaking.

He is already an adult, and this sentence is no longer appropriate, but it is undeniable that he had this idea when he was very young.

Since he remembered, he knew that their relationship was not good.

His father often sits alone in silence.

And his mother told him over and over again that he must be responsible for being a man, and that after marrying a wife, she must be single-minded to her. Even if she doesn't like it, she can't have another woman.

When he was about six or seven years old, he saw his father sitting alone in the study crying. He walked in. He touched his head and said sadly that the man had gone and would never come back.

He asked who was gone, but he drove him away angrily.

It was not until many years later that he knew that the person who made him cry alone was his favorite woman, and that day, she died.

After that, he found another woman who was similar to that person, who continued his unfulfilled love, and his wife was just Mrs. Zhuoya from the Fu family.

Fu Hanchuan said: "Mother, I know that you have persisted over the years and stayed with me until now. I know everything you endured, so I always remember what you said and remember what you have suffered. s pain."

"So you can understand me."

After he finished speaking, he let go of his clenched hands and hung his side vacantly, and then said: "Su Xiang, she insisted on staying with Fu Ying. Isn't this similar to what you used to be?"

Madam Zhuo Ya stood in a daze, her eyes swaying slightly, as if recalling those days in the past, her tight shoulders dropped slightly.

After a while, she looked at Fu Hanchuan: "Are you doing it for Fu Win?"

"Well, you can say so." Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes, comparing her heart to heart, hoping that she would understand and stop blocking.

"Mother, I won't lose in that position. Now is the beginning, you have to believe me"

Outside the door, Chang Yan didn't want to listen anymore when she heard this.

She returned to the room with her red eyes, holding her arms as hard as she could, closing the door and crying.

She didn't think that Fu Hanchuan came so late to make Madam Zhuo Ya fulfill him. At this time, he will be with that woman again!

Why, what is so good about that woman!

She squeezed the bedding under her tightly, her finger bones glowing white.

Why! Why, he can't see her any better!

Fu Hanchuan left after getting the consent of Mrs. Zhuo Ya.

From the window, Madam Zhuoya looked at the moving light in the night until she disappeared on the road.

She took a deep breath, her eyes were cold and her face was covered with frost.

That woman did have similarities with her, but she could only take it hard, because she wanted to protect her son.

Also, she will be Mrs. Zhuoya forever!

In this final battle, she can't allow a one-percent chance of failure!

Su Xiang, she couldn't compare with her at the time, because the Fu family at that time didn't dare to touch her at all.

To blame, she can only blame herself for being mute, and for the Su family who has dragged her down.

Madam Zhuo Ya turned around, picked up the landline on the table, thought for a moment, dialed a number, and said coldly: "Stop all business contacts with the Su family."

Tea bay.

Fu Hanchuan drove here after leaving the old house. He raised his head and glanced at the dark place, picked up the cigarette on the dashboard, lit it and took a breath.

The phone turned on, he looked at the number in the faint smoke, stopped again when dialing out, put the phone back in place, and drove away.

The next morning, Su Xiang opened the door with a haggard face, kicked something on his toe, and looked down, it was the bunch of lisianthus that Qi Lingyang gave her, and beside the bunch of flowers, there was another bunch of fresh lisianthus flowers. With some drops of water.

Su Xiang glanced, she held two bunches of flowers in her hands and brought them downstairs, and put them on the trash can downstairs.

As soon as he turned around, his path was blocked by a wall of people.

Qi Lingyang glanced at the lisianthus flowers that she had thrown away on the trash can, and felt a bit familiar. Thinking of it, he used to put other people's flowers in this way.

He smiled faintly and said: "Unexpectedly, I would have such a day."

Su Xiang glanced at him faintly, didn't have the mood to laugh with him, and walked around him. Qi Lingyang didn't stop her, just kept some distance from her and followed her behind.

Su Xiang turned his head and glared at him angrily. He just smiled softly and said: "I didn't hinder you, but to get your forgiveness, I can only do this. You always give me a chance to meet you."

Su Xiang didn't want to talk to him, turned his head and left, but stopped after taking a step.

Fu Hanchuan stood there with a deep expression on his face.

He strode up, grabbed her wrist without saying a word, and dragged her toward the car.

Su Xiang was pinched to death by his strength, grabbed and kicked him, and finally lowered his head and bit on the back of his hand...