Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Fu Hanchuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and the signature pen pinched on his fingertips turned around. He chuckled, "What does her team have to do with me?"

Pei Xian took the contract back with a smile: "Since you are not interested, then all right."

He stood up, and Fu Hanchuan's slow voice sounded: "With your word, what about her contract?"

Pei Xian smiled slightly, took the planning book back, and said: "I saw her list, and you will see it when the contract arrives."

Pei Xian pushed aside the chair, one of his goals had been achieved, and he turned and walked out.

Qiao Shen was about to come to Fu Hanchuan to talk about things, opened the door to see Pei Xian, turned around and left, Pei Xian directly grabbed his back collar: "What to hide."

Qiao Shen slapped his hand away, straightened his formal clothes, and glanced sideways. Fortunately, no one saw him in the corridor. It's not confused about what the collar of an assistant to the president looks like after being carried by someone.

He said: "What am I hiding from you?"

On the surface, Qiao Shen denied being calm, but in fact he was scolding for not finding the right time. I just blame him on going out just now, I don't know that the master is here, and I didn't inquire about it beforehand. This is a reminder for him, and he must ask first in the future.

Pei Xian didn't know Qiao Shen's defamation at this time, but denied his denial.

He said: "Aren't you like your sister, hide when you see me?"

Pei Xian broke up with Qiao Ying. In order not to be implicated, Qiao Shen was able to hide when he saw Pei Xian, but the irony of Pei Xian's words made Qiao Shen heard.

Isn't that saying that he is like a woman?

Qiao snorted coldly, lifted his chin and said, "Mr. Pei, I'm just a small assistant. There are a lot of things in the company. How can I say that I'm hiding from you? Where's the claim?"

After speaking, he turned around to screw the doorknob of the president’s office, and Pei Xian’s cool voice came from behind: “Well, if it’s not, I’ll wait until you’re done. Or, if you’re too busy, I’ll also You can say hello to Mr. Fu and let him give you a day off."

A drop of sweat dripped from Qiao Shen's forehead. It's not good, why he forgot. This man, like his sister, is a big hole, and he jumped into the hole if he didn't pay attention.

In the office, Qiao Shen finished the business report with Fu Hanchuan, and then asked: "Mr. Fu, is there anything else I want to explain?"

Fu Hanchuan checked the documents, took a sip of coffee and said, "No, let's go out."

Qiao Shen frowned, as if thinking of something: "Mr. Fu, the meeting on the Jin Ge project will be held at three o'clock, should we let the team members discuss it first?"

Without raising his head, Fu Hanchuan said directly: "Qiao Shen"

Qiao Shen lowered his head slightly, waiting for Fu Hanchuan to speak.

Just listen to Fu Hanchuan: "Qiao Shen, what should come is always coming, and you can't hide what you want to hide. Give him a good time."

Reporting things were still slow, speaking at a slower rate than usual. I was afraid that he couldn't understand it, so I explained it again. That's not a big deal. He actually wanted to advance the meeting, when he didn't know anything?

There was another drop of cold sweat on Qiao Shen's forehead, and he whispered and said, "Mr. Fu, if I said anything, you also know my sister's side."

He glanced at Fu Hanchuan: "My sister said, she is still keeping a secret for you."

Qiao Ying knew about Fu Hanchuan's friendship with Pei Xian wearing a pair of trousers, and had died in front of Qiao Shen, and she even talked about it specifically.

Fu Hanchuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his fingers stopped turning the page. He glared at Qiao Shen. Qiao knew this well, and said with a grin, "Then I will call the members of the Jin Ge team first. meeting room."

After speaking, he turned and went out, as if the meeting was anxious.

Outside the door, Pei Xian hugged his arms and pressed his back against the wall to block people. Qiao Shen opened the door and came out with a hurried expression on his face. I can talk about it another day."

He looked hurried, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Pei Xian's breath sank, Fu Hanchuan took the file out, and saw Pei Xian, who had a black face and failed, and patted him on the shoulder.

Pei Xian asked with a black face, "What meeting is so urgent?"

Fu Hanchuan touched his nose and said, "A profitable meeting."

Pei Xian squeezed the file, and came back on Qiao Ying's problem. Fortunately, on the other hand, he didn't get nothing. With Fu's sponsorship, the dance competition will not be a problem.

This may also be regarded as a frustration in love, the mall is proud of it.

Compared with Pei Xian, Su Xiang is more popular.

Picking up Fu Ying from school in the afternoon, she watched the little guy come out from the school gate. Su Xiang was about to go forward to pick up someone, when she saw Chang Yan walking over.

Su Xiang's footsteps stopped, struggling in his chest in one breath.

In the past few years when she was absent, she was mentally prepared. There will be various people around Fu Ying to please him. Of course, there are also people who want to be Fu Ying’s stepmother. Even in her dreams, she has dreamed of them Such a picture.

But seeing this scene with my own eyes, the impact is still great.

Fu Ying had just walked out of the school gate with his schoolbag on his back and was twisting his head to find someone. Chang Yan walked up and beckoned gently: "Fu Ying, here."

When Fu Ying saw Chang Yan, his small mouth was slightly open, seeming a little surprised.

After all, he has been going to school "alone" for almost a week. Fu Ying took two steps forward, Chang Yan habitually went up and took off his small schoolbag, and handed him the snacks he had brought with the other hand: "You are hungry, eat something to cushion your stomach. Here it is. You made sweet taro soup and you can eat it when you go back."

Su Xiang watched and sneered.

From an outsider's point of view, this Miss Chang really looks like a good mother, who takes care of her children comfortably.

When Chang Yan took Fu Ying’s little hand and walked into the car, Su Xiang walked over, stood in front of her and said, “Miss Chang, thank you for coming to pick Fu Ying from school, but since I’m here today, I’ll send him off. Just fine."

Chang Yan's smile slowly fell, her eyes widened, and the blood on her face gradually lost.

This was the first time she saw Su Xiang after she came back, and it was also the first time she heard her speak.

She knew she was back, but she came to the school to pick up people in a grandiose way?

Before Chang Yan recovered from the shock, Su Xiang didn't want to talk to her, took Fu Ying's little hand over, and said quietly, "Fu Ying, let's go."

Fu Ying looked back at Chang Yan, curled his mouth, and followed Su Xiang forward.

Chang Yan watched as Fu Ying was snatched from her by Su Xiang, and her heart was overwhelmed, but she couldn't find a reason to step forward and bring Fu Ying back.

And Su Xiang also squeezed Fu Ying's little hand and walked forward quickly, just wanting to get away from the woman quickly.

She choked in her heart and her heart burned.

She hates any woman who calls herself Fu Ying's stepmother, she can't even think about it!

Fu Ying is the child she gave birth to, and she doesn't need those inexplicable women!

Chang Yan stood alone for a long time, the sun above her head was warm, but she was like falling into an ice cave.

Any hearing is not as impactful as seeing intuitively.

It was like an egg she had carefully guarded. She kept it for three years without leaving a step, but when that person came, he took it away easily.

Her heart was quickly filled with loss, and it was overwhelming for a long time.

The noise of the children around me gradually disappeared, and the cars at the school gate gradually left. After a while, the school gate became deserted.

A child running towards her mother accidentally ran into her. Chang Yan staggered. The child was a little afraid of her, and leaned tightly in his mother's arms. The mother nodded to her and said Sorry, I took my child to the car and asked him why he came out so late.

Chang Yan blinked. When Fu Ying was just in school, she and Fu Ying had a way of getting along. Isn't that the way it is?

Her throat rolled down, and her eyes looked forward with hatred.

Su Xiang took Fu Ying's little hand and walked in the shade.

There are many fallen leaves of the French phoenix tree with the palm of his hand. Fu Ying likes to step on the fallen leaves.

But today, the child is dull and silent, and just walks sullenly.

Su Xiang squeezed the child's small hand. For so many days she came to pick up Fu Ying, the child left her behind and refused to hold her hand. This is the first time today, and he did not refuse her.

Su Xiang smiled slightly. At this time, a car drove up behind him, and the dust that was rolled up rose up. Su Xiang raised his hand and hugged Fu Ying and turned his back to block him. The car stopped and the door closed at the same time. .

When the wind passed, Su Xiang put down his arms and squinted at the woman in front of him.

Chang Yan sighed. After taking a look at Su Xiang, she slightly bent over to face Fu Ying and smiled gently: "Fu Ying, how come you started walking home, get in the car, and I will take you back."

Su Xiang felt sick when she saw the appearance of her grandmother wolf.

She turned her body and stood in front of Fu Ying and said to Chang Yan: "Fu Ying goes to school by himself, so he can exercise his independent ability and let him exercise."

She paused, smiled slightly and said: "Miss Chang has taken care of Fu Ying for a long time. I explain to Miss Chang like this. It's kind, I hope you can understand."

To put it bluntly, she is Fu Ying's mother, and she is the one who decides how Fu Ying should go.

Chang Yan squeezed her finger and smiled at Fu Ying. When she straightened up to face Su Xiang, she had the same polite smile on her face. She said, "Miss Su, I know you are Fu Ying's mother. But if you have not been in these three years, you may not know how much education Fu Ying needs as the heir of the Fu family."

"He still has a risk investment simulation class tonight. Before that, he must complete all the homework assigned by the school. He walked back on the road for at least 30 minutes, and these 30 minutes were originally for him to do his homework. time."

Su Xiang's breath was slightly choked, and his eyes flickered.

Of course she knew how much education Fu Ying had to receive as the heir of the Fu family. When he was still learning his native language, he began to learn languages ​​of other countries simultaneously.

As for the so-called venture capital, she was born in the Su family, and of course she knew it.

Elite education has cultivated children's strategic vision since they were young. Su Run only learned the fur when he was in middle school. When he arrived at the university, he gave him a sum of money as an investment and lost everything.

But what Chang Yan said most stinged her was that she was reminding her that it was not her who took care of him by Fu Ying these years, but her.

Su Xiang squeezed his finger, took a breath and said, "Miss Chang, you may not have figured out one thing. Maybe you have taken care of Fu Ying in the past few years and accidentally substituted yourself in a certain role. "

"But, Miss Chang, I know better than you how to educate a child. Because I am a person who has really given birth to children and knows what is really good for him."

"If Miss Chang likes children, and if she likes a certain feeling, she might as well marry herself and give birth to one. This will make her feel more sensible."

After that, Chang Yan's face was red and white.

She suffocated her throat in one sigh, and she said: "Miss Su's meaning, I understand, but you came to take Fu Ying away like this for nothing, does Samukawa know?"

"Does Mrs. Zhuoya know?"

"I only know that Madam Zhuo Ya is very relieved to leave Fu Ying to me to take care of." She said, she also paused, lowered her eyes and glanced at Fu Ying, with a smile on her face, "Saturday's At that time, Fu Ying and I went to the suburban manor to play together."

"Fu Ying, right?"

Su Xiang felt a sharp pain as if being pierced by a needle. She waited for a morning at the educational institution. It turned out that they went to the manor to play?

She looked at Fu Ying, Fu Ying dodged her gaze, lowered his head, one of his little feet hitting the fallen leaves on the ground.

Su Xiang sighed slightly, raised her eyes again to look at Chang Yan, her voice also cooled down, she said: "Miss Chang, I don't know what you mean by saying this in front of Fu Ying."

"Fu Ying is my son and I am his mother. Why should I pick him up from school? Why should I get the consent of others?"

"It's Miss Chang, in what capacity do you come here?"

"As far as I know, Fu Ying's tutor is Teacher Wu, and his family nanny is Song Ma. If any of them comes to pick up Fu Ying, I can rest assured that they will take the children away."

Chang Yan's face flushed again, but she was speechless. Su Xiang glanced at her, not wanting to waste time with her or seeing her face again.

She said: "If there is nothing wrong with Miss Chang, we will leave first. You are free."

After speaking, she took Fu Ying's little hand and went on.

Chang Yan turned around and watched bitterly at Su Xiang taking Fu Ying away in front of her again. She was severely humiliated by a dirty woman, and the tears in her eyes couldn't help but fall.

Su Xiang took Fu Ying and walked a little further. After making sure that Chang Yan would not catch up again, Su Xiang released Fu Ying's hand and walked forward on her own.

Fu Ying's little hands were covered with heat, and he suddenly felt cold, staring blankly as Su Xiang left him and walked forward.

He furrowed his little eyebrows, pulled the strap of the schoolbag that had fallen on one side over his shoulders, and ran after him.

He followed her, slightly surpassed her, raised his little head to the upper left corner, glanced at Su Xiang and said, "Are you angry?"

He didn't go to the education center and went to the suburbs to play. Is she angry?

Su Xiang pursed his lips and said nothing, Fu Ying bit his mouth, and followed her.

After walking silently, Fu Ying took off his shoulders, his chest was up and down, his eyebrows were twisted, and he seemed to be angry.

As soon as his footsteps stopped, he took off his schoolbag angrily, threw it to the ground fiercely, and said loudly, "I'm not leaving!"

Su Xiang stopped and turned to look at Fu Ying.

Seeing him frowning and frowning, he looked exactly like Fu Hanchuan.

She whispered: "Pick up the schoolbag."

"I don't!" Fu Ying bent his legs and couldn't get up on the ground.

"Don't you let me dove too! You don't care about me! I'm only once, why are you angry!"

Su Xiang paused, walked a few steps back, and came to him. She picked up the schoolbag, patted the dust on it, and wanted to carry it on him, Fu Ying pushed away and she refused to cooperate.

"You go away." He opened his watch and was about to call someone to pick it up. Su Xiang pressed his watch with one hand and said, "I'm not angry."

Fu Yingmao stared at her, not believing it at all.

Su Xiang sighed lightly and said: "What I am angry about is what Miss Chang said just now. She knows you so much, but I know so little about you."

When she came back, the contact with the child was only a little bit of time.

What's sad in her heart is that she missed the most interesting time for her child to grow up. From the milk doll who didn't say anything coherently, to now she has started to learn about risk control investment, that kind of leap is almost unimaginable for her.

What else could he do?

Fu Ying stretched his eyebrows, looked at her, blinked his eyes and said, "Aren't you really angry about that?"

Su Xiang chuckled lightly, pulled him up from the ground, patted the dust on his butt, and took the opportunity to teach a few times: "How old is a boy, how can he learn to sit on the ground and splash? Well, who taught you?"

Fu Ying blushed with a small mouth, stretched out his arm to carry the schoolbag.

When he couldn't get something, he would sit on the ground and cry, so that they would give him what he wanted.

If he doesn't want to go to class, it's okay to sit on the ground and make a fuss.

Of course, the premise is when Dad is away.

He was rightly confident: "I'm still a child, and children can do this."

Su Xiang sneered: "You are a kid, but you are like this. Have you ever seen Lian Liang?"

Fu Ying immediately flashed his big eyes and looked back, as if Lian Liang had seen him behind him.

Today Lianliang took leave to go home this afternoon, and her mother came to pick her up.

Fu Ying strained his face and snorted, "She is also a child, and a girl."

This means that a little girl like Lianliang must be more troublesome than him.

Su Xiang smiled and said, "I don't think it is necessary. Lian Liang is very sensible."

Su Xiang glanced at Fu Ying. She didn't know Fu Ying as much as before, but this child was special to the little girl Lian Liang, and she saw it.

Fu Ying flattened his mouth and said nothing. Su Xiang took his little hand and walked forward slowly, and said slowly: "Fu Ying, I am not angry at your missed appointment, because I know that you must be yours if you missed an appointment. Reason. You will not intentionally not come."

"Similarly, I left, there is also a reason why I must go."

"You are my baby, leave you and leave, you won't know how much I care about you."

"Just like when you were in the manor, you would think that I was waiting in the education center. Wouldn't it be sad, right?"

Fu Ying pursed his lips and said nothing, but the expression on his face said it all.

Su Xiang smiled lightly, thinking of something, her footsteps stopped, and she lowered her body to him and asked: "Then when I was arguing with Ms. Chang just now, can you also say something, why is it all? Do not say?"

"Did we scare you?"

She shouldn’t argue with Chang Yan in front of her children. Fu Ying still doesn’t know about the conflicts between her and the Fu family and Fu Hanchuan, but Fu Ying is very smart and doesn’t know when she argues with Chang Yan. , Did he hear something.

Fu Ying looked at her, his mouth opened and closed again, as if wondering whether or not to say it. Finally, he said, "Oh, I'm so annoying, and I can't leave. I'm going to be unlucky if I don't go home on time. ."

The little guy tightened the strap of his schoolbag and ran forward.

He just wanted to see if she would be nervous, what she could do for him, and if she would leave him to someone else as before.

Fu's house in the evening.

In fact, Fu Hanchuan only watched Fu Ying's school time at the very beginning. After that, Fu Ying arrived home earlier or later, only Teacher Wu and Mother Song knew.

Fu Hanchuan’s company is so busy at work, how can there be so much time staring at him.

Although Fu Ying spent a little more time walking home, he didn't play the game console anymore when he was writing his homework, his attention was also concentrated, and he finished his homework quickly.

After dinner alone, the professional risk control investor was already waiting for Fu Ying to take a break and then the class began.

Fu Ying supported his chin while listening to the teacher's lecture, thinking about some questions in his mind. These questions made him lose the simulation test today.

The little guy lazily put away the courseware. Fu Hanchuan only got home from get off work at this time. The teacher explained the teaching process today and went back.

Fu Hanchuan was sitting at the restaurant table. Mother Song brought out the hot meal. Fu Hanchuan picked up the chopsticks and Fu Ying climbed onto the seat opposite him.

The brat came to the door by himself.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him and said coldly, "Your investment today will be fully compensated."

Fu Ying is his son. With his genes, his brain is not bad.

Fu Ying lay on the table and glanced at him: "Dad, have you divorced your mother?"

Naturally, the little guy would not reveal that these days, it was Su Xiang who sent him back, just thinking about what to do with him.

There are also children whose parents are divorced in the school. What's more, he is in many circles with children with stepmothers and stepdad. He is not unfamiliar with the term divorce, and he also knows the meaning of it.

Fu Hanchuan paused with his chopsticks, his face darkened, and his voice sank: "What did you say?"

Fu Ying was most afraid of his father staring at him with a long face. He shrank his neck, his eyes flickered, tilted his neck and looked elsewhere and said, "They all said that."

Someone told him that his mother left him and went elsewhere, so naturally they also said in his ear that his parents were divorced.

Fu Hanchuan's breath sank. Fu Ying had never asked this question in front of him, but Su Xiang's affairs were too much trouble back then. It was impossible to guard against what he said in front of the child.

He lifted his thin lips, and he coldly spit out two words: "No."

Fu Ying saw him answer his question, and he was bolder again.

Holding a palm-sized car in his hand, he pushed it around on the table, secretly glanced at Fu Hanchuan, and asked, "Then why doesn't mom come back?"

"Did she want us?"

"..." Even though Fu Hanchuan had a harsh tongue, he could only suppress his son's problem with majesty.

He raised his watch and glanced at it: "What time is it now, shouldn't you go to bed at this time?"

The little guy didn't answer the question, and looked like he was going to provoke Dad Mao, so he climbed down the chair and went back to the room.

Fu Hanchuan faced a table of half-warm dishes in front of him, suddenly lost his appetite, got up while putting his chopsticks on the bowl and walked away.

Mother Song heard the conversation between the father and son all the way, watched Fu Hanchuan go, and asked, "Sir, don't you eat anymore?"

The answer to her was the sound of the door closing in the study.

Mother Song shook her head and picked up the dishes.

In the study, Fu Hanchuan sat in front of the computer and opened the video.

In the video, the sign language teacher gestures to sign language while slowly saying the meaning of each action.

He leaned back and watched all the movements boredly, suddenly feeling upset in his heart.

The woman learned to talk, just as if she was going to go to heaven with wings, all kinds of carefree, getting a love ambassador is not enough, not good to deal with her personal affairs, and ran to sign up for the dance competition, cut, see how she tossed !

The big white cat "Meow" sleeping on the chassis woke up at this time, climbed up along his thigh, rubbed against his arm variously, meowing intimacy, his tail was raised, and he stepped on the catwalk. Two thighs walk back and forth.

The man's shirt was rolled up, and his arm was itchy under the fluffy cat's hair.

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and rubbed his big face. From the cat's head to the tail, the cat squatted well on his lap, purring and chanting comfortably, stretching out from time to time. His tongue licked his finger.

"You will please this thing"

The man smiled and opened the drawer. There was a nutrient ointment in it. The cat sniffed the smell and licked it. He took a trip to him, holding his wrist and eating more comfortably.

The delicate posture and the coquettish squinting eyes made people feel frustrated.

The man's gaze was gentle, and he stroked the cat's fur at once: "It's a pity that some people just don't obey, and talk about how to make her obedient."

At the gate of Xiangyuan.

"Snee"

Su Xiang sent Qi Lingyang to the car and felt itchy nose, and couldn't help sneezing. She rubbed her nose and sucked, Qi Lingyang stood up her collar to block the wind.

"Did you catch a cold?"

Su Xiang sniffed again and said, "Maybe."

There is a large temperature difference between indoor and outdoor, and it may have choked on the wind accidentally.

Qi Lingyang raised his head and glanced into the room, and the warm light inside showed through.

He said: "Don't give it away. Go back and drink a cup of cold tea. The weather is very cool."

Su Xiang nodded "Yeah", she smiled: "You are really long-winded"

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