Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Pei Xian sneered, threw him a bottle of beer, then turned his head and threw another bottle to Fu Hanchuan.

He said: "Actually, Mo Shao is right. Even if you have such a certificate in hand, if Su Xiang is unwilling to come back with you, she can handle the dissolution of the marriage by herself."

"Well, you can only guarantee that at the moment, Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang will not have any substantial relationship."

Fu Hanchuan's eyes darkened, without saying anything, he lifted the handle and took a sip.

As long as he is there, the two of them don't want to be together.

After a few seconds of silence, Pei Xian thought of something, and then asked: "Honestly, you really don't mind that Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang?"

Pei Xian clearly heard the deep breathing other than the mountain wind.

Pei Xian patted him on the shoulder and said seriously: "The time Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang were three years ago, although it was said that Su Run did it, but the cause lies with Mrs. Zhuoya. You feel sorry for Su Xiang. , I want to compensate her, is it because she no longer belongs to you and makes you feel that you have lost a possession, or because she is Fu Ying’s mother, or because you really like it, and you like it so much that you can forget the things that have been imposed on her Sewage, regardless of the eyes of the world"

"Have you really figured it out?"

Three years ago, because the incident happened suddenly and everyone was in chaos, Su Xiang was directly forced to leave Beicheng.

And if she can stand up again and come back this time, if Fu Hanchuan didn’t think clearly what she thought about her, but just brought her to her side, if she couldn’t pass the hurdle in her heart at the end, it would be to Su Xiang. Yan, it was just going back to her old days, and it hurt her again.

Then Su Xiang doesn't want to have anything to do with him anymore, there is nothing wrong with it.

A gust of wind blew, and the cold star flashed in Fu Hanchuan's eyes, and he felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped a bit. Could it be that he sneered at this moment, and said coolly, "He thought, people are not happy yet."

"Aren't you afraid of the dark after seeing a ghost?"

Pei Xian rolled his elbow: "Can't you say a few words?"

Could it be that the same ruffian stretched out his leg, raised his chin and said: "No. Could it be that I am the same, but it's different."

As he said, he looked over Pei Xian and looked at Fu Hanchuan sarcastically: "First solve his own problems. If he really thinks that the little mute is important, he needs to be ambiguous with the Chang family. clear?"

This is also one of the reasons why Fu Hanchuan has not been pleasing to the eye in the past two years.

If you really take the dumb boy so important, then what is Chang Yan?

Pei Xian turned to look at Fu Hanchuan. He couldn't answer this question either.

Seeing Fu Hanchuan continued to be silent, could it be even more uncomfortable.

He glanced at Fu Hanchuan with disdain, and said with a point, "Besides, is the Fu family so easy to enter? Then the marriage certificate, does the Fu family approve it?"

Not recognized, isn't it the same as three years ago?

Could it be that Tong didn't bother to talk nonsense with them anymore, and when he finished talking, he turned and left. Pei Xian stopped him: "Shao Mo, where are you going?"

Could it be that he stepped in the same footsteps, without turning his head, said, "Go home."

"You want to walk back like this?"

"..."

Could it be that he just copied his hands in his pockets and walked down the mountain.

Pei Xian shook his head and sighed softly, then turned to look at Fu Hanchuan and said, "Okay, the wind has blown enough, so let's go back."

The conversation on the mountain was over.

Back at Fu's house, Fu Ying would have fallen asleep so late.

Fu Hanchuan opened the door of the children's room, and the little guy slept soundly, with a story book spread out on his bedside.

Fu Hanchuan walked in, put the book away on the shelf beside the bed, looked at his son for a while before returning to the bedroom.

This night, it is destined to be sleepless.

After taking a shower, the man looked at the ceiling with his arm folded, and everything was spinning in his head like a revolving lantern.

The woman stood naked on the stage and smiled slightly at the people under the stage. When she was pushed into the car by him, she panicked and pretended to be brave, and she was defeated by him.

He touched his lips, as if there was still the aftertaste of that woman. It's a pity that he could only vent his anger at that time, and didn't taste it well.

She can talk, there are more voices in her throat, and the feeling of kissing is not as good as before. This feeling is not good or bad.

Suddenly, the picture of her being held in Qi Lingyang's arms appeared again in his mind, and that scene made him clenched his fists again, and his newly softened eyes became sharp again.

Pei Xian asked him a series of questions on the mountain, no matter which one, if he did not decide to do so, he would not let people get the marriage certificate no matter what!

Su Xiang's reappearance was like throwing a stone into a calm lake. This night, no one had a good night's sleep.

When Fu Hanchuan left the banquet, he turned his hand off. As soon as he turned on the phone at dawn, several phone calls flooded in, mostly Mrs. Zhuo Ya.

Fu Hanchuan took a look, then dropped the phone on the bedside table and got up to wash.

It is rare that Fu Ying got up earlier than him today.

The little guy was sitting in the dining room for breakfast. He was holding corn juice, his eyes widened when he saw his father walking out in home clothes.

He said: "Dad, didn't you say that boys can't fight casually?"

When Fu Hanchuan was washing, he looked in the mirror and saw the bruises on his face. He decided to move the work to his home, but he forgot that Fu Ying hadn't gone out yet.

He opened the chair with his face open and sat down. Mother Song came over with the exquisite dinner plate, and gave him a strange look.

Having worked in Fu's house for so long, I have never seen this picture of my husband.

Fu Hanchuan looked down and cut open the sun egg, and said indifferently, "Hurry up and go to school after eating."

Fu Ying curled his lips, hum, there are always two standards for adults and children.

When it was time for school, the driver came upstairs to pick Fu Ying to go to school. At this time, Fu Hanchuan put down his breakfast, took a tissue and wiped his lower lip and said, "Today I will take him to school. You go to work at the company and tell Assistant Qiao, the company The matter will be handled by him."

When he said this, the driver took his orders and left.

Fu Ying was used to the driver or Song's mother carrying the schoolbag for him. He had already walked to the door at this moment and was called back by Fu Han in another word.

"Where's the schoolbag?"

The little guy glanced at Fu Hanchuan, glanced at the schoolbag lying on the sofa in the room, and reluctantly came back to carry the schoolbag.

Standing in the elevator, Fu Ying squeezed.

"Dad, how did you send me to school today? Don't you want to work?"

"Dad, let Song's mother send me to school." At this time, the strap of his schoolbag had already slipped off his little shoulder and leaned aside.

Seeing that the man was unmoved, he continued: "Dad, your appearance like this will scare my classmates."

Fu Hanchuan gave him a cold look. The elevator opened and the man walked out first. Fu Ying had to sigh and lifted his schoolbag strap to follow.

Fu Hanchuan waited for him to sit down, and said, "Because of that Lianliang?"

Fu Ying looked at him in horror, his face blushed, and he denied it: "What did you say, it's not."

He turned his head and looked out the window with his little arm in his arms, determined not to be seen by his father.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him. There is a little kid, and there is a girl he likes. Don't you think he doesn't know?

The car started to move. Ten minutes later, when it was approaching Elementary School Road, the speed of the car slowed down.

During this time period, it was the time to send the children to school, and there were a lot of cars parked in front of the school.

Cars, adults and children, mixed together, looking a little confused.

Fu Hanchuan twisted his eyebrows, looking at it this way, he couldn't see anything clearly.

The car stopped not far from the school, and Fu Ying opened the door: "Dad, I'll go in by myself, you don't want to send me in."

After speaking, he got out of the car with his small schoolbag and walked forward.

Fu Ying walked in school uniform with a small schoolbag on his back, let alone, he was quite energetic. Among so many children, his small face is the best. A lot of people were watching him along the way, but he walked along without squinting his eyes.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the small body and pulled the corner of his lips.

The brat looks a lot like him when he was a kid.

He raised his eyes and looked around in the surrounding cars, but he did not see the figure.

That woman, after telling her that Fu Ying was almost lost, didn't she even take a look!

And Fu Ying, who was blinded by the drums, raised his head and walked toward the entrance of the school. A voice behind him passed through the surrounding noise, soft and crisp: "Fu Ying"

When Fu Ying heard that voice, the corners of his mouth cocked, and then turned his head with a cool little face: "What are you doing?"

A little girl walked over behind him, with a sweet smile on her Bai Nen face: "Fu Ying, did you come to school by yourself today?"

"Of course, it's not going to school." Fu Ying lifted his chin proudly in front of the little girl, who smiled crookedly.

"Then Fu Ying, after you went back that day, did you still cry?"

Fu Ying's face wrinkled all of a sudden, and his neck was embarrassed and said, "Who, who is crying!"

"You're so annoying!" He stepped forward and walked quickly, covering her mouth, and the little girl snickered and ran up to chase him.

In the crowd, Su Xiang watched Fu Ying fight with a little girl and ran into the school, until he couldn't see his tiny figure, and then he reluctantly retracted his gaze.

The little guy has grown a lot taller, and his face has opened up. He is still so cute, but his temper looks a little weird.

Su Xiang glanced at a car parked in the distance, and quietly returned to the car before the parents had completely dispersed.

She was familiar with all the cars and all the license plates of Fu Hanchuan, so when she saw that car appeared, she hid it.

Fu Hanchuan, he has always managed everything, so he would actually send his children to school by himself?

She thought that the school that Fu’s family chose for Fu Ying must be the best aristocratic private school. She didn’t expect that he just sent Fu Ying to an ordinary public school. It’s no wonder that the news of Fu Ying has not been found, but she found the wrong one. Up the direction.

Knowing that Fu Ying was in this school, she was also stunned for a while.

But seeing Fu Ying so healthy and lively, she was relieved a lot.

The only touching smile condensed on his lips. In the past three years, I wonder if Madam Zhuoya's words will be confirmed, and the child no longer remembers her.

When she left, Fu Ying was only three years old

Back in Xiangyuan, Pearl was still asleep, Su Xiang turned on the computer and started working, but stared at the screen blankly, still thinking about the small Fu Ying that he just saw.

Fearing that others would think she was weird, she didn't take out the phone to take a picture of him, so she could only take a look at that far away, and it didn't make her feel lovesick at all.

These days, Su Xiang has been thinking about how to meet Fu Ying.

She has thought about countless scenes, but the most uncomfortable is a word of cowardice.

She didn't know how the Fu family explained to Fu Ying that she had missed three years.

She also didn't know, at the last time with Fu Ying, she said that she was going to school, whether this reason had long been invalidated.

When she was at Fu's house, she knew she was leaving sooner or later, but leaving in such an unbearable manner made her feel that it was embarrassing to see Fu Ying.

What if Fu Ying finds her sick?

"Why do you cry when you sit down?"

When Qi Lingyang walked into her studio, he saw Su Xiang sitting alone with tears in his eyes.

He glanced at her computer, and the computer was in standby mode.

For the same reason as Fu Hanchuan, Qi Lingyang also chose to work from home. He knew that Su Xiang had gone out once. He sat down on the arm of Su Xiang's chair, rubbed her hair and whispered, "Did you see Fu Ying?"

Su Xiang nodded and sniffed: "Yeah."

Seeing her depressed, Qi Lingyang guessed something and said, "He doesn't recognize you?"

Su Xiang shook his head: "No."

She lowered her head and looked at her fingers: "I didn't go to him directly, I just watched for a while."

Qi Lingyang understood Su Xiang's concerns and said with comfort: "Come slowly. If he knows you can talk, he will be very happy."

Su Xiang nodded and said, "You go to work too, I'm fine."

"I'll see if Pearl is awake." Then she stood up and walked to the door.

Qi Lingyang looked back at her listless back, frowning slightly.

Just as he hid Su Xiang in Fengcheng and prevented Fu Hanchuan's people from discovering her news, Fu Hanchuan also sealed all the news about Fu Ying.

In the past few years, no matter how the people on his side checked it, they couldn't find anything.

As a well-matched opponent, Qi Lingyang can guess Fu Hanchuan's intentions.

He knew that Su Xiang's most reassuring thing was Fu Ying. The more he hid the news about Fu Ying, the more Su Xiang would be unable to restrain himself from coming back.

Fu Hanchuan, he always knew how to handle Su Xiang's weakness.

After asking for clues that I haven't obtained for a long time, news suddenly came this morning. Su Xiang received the call and hurried out without finishing breakfast.

Qi Lingyang squeezed his fingers and his eyes sank. He checked the time and called Chu Zheng.

"Go and check whether Su Xiang and Fu Hanchuan are still married."

Chu Zheng on the other end of the phone was stunned, and he glanced at the toast that jumped out of the toaster.

Su Xiang and Fu Hanchuan?

But the two of them are coming back this time, aren't they planning to get married?

He responded: "Okay, Mr. Qi."

At the other end, Fu Hanchuan appeared in the teacher's office.

Fu Ying’s head teacher received him and handed over a cup of water: "Mr. Fu, please have tea."

Fu Hanchuan gave a faint hum, coughed slightly at the teacher's eyes, and took a sip of water with his head down.

"It's just that you accidentally crashed the car, the teacher doesn't need to care."

"Ah, that's it, haha" the teacher chuckled, "Mr. Fu, you must drive carefully. There are too many cars on the road nowadays."

The teaching qualifications of this public school are no worse than that of aristocratic schools. There are also many celebrities and rich people who go to elementary school here, but the identity of this Mr. Fu seems to be even more mysterious. When the school started, the principal specifically talked to her and explained that she must pay special attention to the classmate Fu Ying in her class.

Moreover, it is said that this Mr. Fu donated a teaching building to the school and renewed all the school’s outdated facilities. Few people have done this.

In addition, the few times I met with this Mr. Fu, he always gave people a feeling of breathlessness. For various reasons, the teacher had to find something to relieve her tension at this time.

She looked at Fu Hanchuan, squeezed and asked, "Mr. Fu suddenly came to school today to ask Fu Ying about his studies?"

"He is very good in the class, he studies hard, is united and friendly with his classmates, and takes good care of other classmates"

The teacher just felt that he was almost unable to make up.

Fu Ying's children play games in class, and they are so mischievous that they cause headaches. I’m going to be a big brother when I’m young, and instruct other children to play tricks on others and break the glass of the gymnasium.

"Oh, by the way, this month, Little Fu Ying was elected as a life committee member."

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and drank water, and frowned slightly when he heard the words: "Well, life committee?"

He knows what his son looks like, but the family is too accustomed to him, which makes him very arrogant. This teacher's words are the opposite.

As for the life committee, it shouldn't be the special care of the school that he assigned a job to him for the sake of face.

Fu Hanchuan guessed ten, but the teacher frowned when he saw him, a little cold sweat. She said: "Yes, the classmates originally chose him as the monitor, but he picked him as the life committee."

When the school first started, class leaders were randomly assigned, and Fu Ying had the special care of the principal, so he became class leader. After a month, when the children became familiar with them, and the teachers also observed for a while, the class cadres were formally selected.

This time, Fu Ying's squad leader didn't keep it. I don't know if this Mr. Fu is angry.

Fu Hanchuan raised his eyebrows and asked faintly: "Who is the monitor now?"

"It's Lianliang. Fu Ying had about the same number of votes as her at the time, but he himself was elected as a life committee later, which was also very good. He can do a good job of unity in the class."

When the teacher said that, he felt like his throat was about to be blocked.

However, there is a good thing about Fu Ying being a life committee member. The funding problem of the class can be solved.

There was no change in Fu Hanchuan's face, but he gave a faint hum, then no voice.

The teacher wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the situation was understood, and there was no sign that the great **** was going to leave.

At this time, Fu Hanchuan raised his eyes and opened his thin lips: "Teacher, there are many people who abduct children. I heard that some scammers pretend to be parents and enter the school and take the children away. You must do a good job of these precautions. If the child is lost, you can't take this responsibility."

The teacher was stunned, how could this be possible?

Under normal circumstances, parents are not allowed to enter the school, and they have to go through the security room to register. Then, the school also has the parents' information. How can people take their children away casually?

However, considering that Mr. Fu's identity is special, maybe he has a stronger sense of crisis than others.

She immediately said: "It won't be possible. The security of our school has been doing very well. It has never happened before. Please rest assured, Mr. Fu."

Fu Hanchuan let out another "um", put the teacup down and stood up. It seemed that the conversation was over.

The teacher thought of something and then asked: "Mr. Fu, it is time for class now. Would you like to see Fu Ying's performance in class again?"

Fu Hanchuan's eyes moved slightly, and he said indifferently: "No need."

After speaking, he stopped staying any more, turned and left.

Afterwards, the teacher pondered for a while, and felt that Mr. Fu came here on purpose, as if he had made a special explanation, not to let anyone come into contact with Fu Ying.

Fu Hanchuan's figure was tall and tall. When he passed the teaching building in front, Lian Liang stabbed Fu Ying's back quietly with a pen, and whispered, "Fu Ying, is that your father?"

Hearing this, Fu Ying turned his head and saw his father's back.

At this moment he was playing a game, and subconsciously stuffed the game console into the belly of the table.

Did the teacher call the parents to file a complaint?

The other classmates in the class were also called parents by the teacher, and Wang Xiaoming was spanked by his father after returning home.

Fu Ying scratched his hair in distress, his small back straightened, and he actually listened to the lesson seriously.

But until the end of the day he went to bed, he didn't say a word, and his father didn't confiscated his game console. He thought, maybe the teacher called him later and praised him for studying well.

But for Su Xiang, it was not a good thing.

Sure enough, one day after that, when Su Xiang deliberately looked for time to find Fu Ying, he was blocked from returning.

"I am Fu Ying's mother, why can't I see him?"

The teacher said coldly: "Sorry, Fu Ying's parent record does not have his mother's name."

Su Xiang's face was pale, and his body trembled slightly with anger, but he couldn't refute it. When it was time for school, she could only watch Fu Ying being picked up by Fu's car.

Several times, Su Xiang couldn't help but want to rush to Fu's house and let her meet Fu Ying, but when she thought of that person's wickedness, she could only endure it for a lifetime.

Isn't he just trying to force her to see him, so she won't fall into his tricks!

Fu Ying was picked up by Mrs. Zhuo Ya in the old house of the Fu family. Teacher Wu walked at the end with a small schoolbag, saw Madam Zhuo Ya and Chang Yan, nodded at them, and went to Fu Ying's special study first.

Ever since Chang Yan was told by Fu Hanchuan, she didn't dare to rob Teacher Wu's job at will.

She was also afraid of losing her child again, so she went to Fu's old house to make some small snacks and waited for Fu Ying to come back to him.

Seeing Fu Ying, she smiled and squeezed his small face: "Like a little cat, go wash first. I made the pudding you like."

The little guy ran over to wash his hands. At this time, Fu Hanchuan got off work early and walked into the courtyard of the old house.