Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Looking at each other in silence, sparks of fire.

In Fu Hanchuan's eyes, there was her white face, and those shiny eyes were finally no longer a pool of stagnant water. Her lips opened slightly, the carmine was like a begonia, and a little white teeth could be seen.

The shallow breath brushed his face, faintly fragrant.

Finally, his deep eyes were no longer dull, and deep in the dark eyes, a small group of flames grew brighter and brighter.

He gradually lowered his head, and just when he was about to pick Zhu Haitang, Su Xiang suddenly lowered his head, his lips stopped only on top of her head.

There was another continuous silence, and the temperature seemed to rise in just a few seconds, and the surroundings were very dry.

Fu Hanchuan hovered above her head and glanced at the hair spin on top of her head, flashing a circle of luster under the light.

"Su Xiang, I am your husband." His posture remained unchanged, and a cold voice sounded.

It is rare that he arranges such a meal, and she is so unappreciated, and keeps her distance from him again and again, which is impossible for a proud man to accept.

Su Xiang rolled his throat and opened his lips, "Fu..."

The door was suddenly opened at this moment, and Su Xiang was startled and turned to look over.

Fu Hanchuan glanced sideways at the people standing at the door, frowned slightly and straightened up slowly.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Madam Zhuo Ya ran into the ambiguous scene just now and immediately turned her head. She was full of sullen expression and said, "You really are here!"

Chang Yan's eyes were slightly moist, watching the men and women in the box, sitting and standing.

If they didn’t come here suddenly, would they be here...

And she discovered more deeply that Fu Hanchuan's eyes never fell on her.

The "private meeting" between the two was broken, but Fu Hanchuan didn't see any embarrassment on his face, and he calmly said to Mrs. Zhuo Ya: "Mom, are you okay?"

…

An hour ago, before Su Xiang arrived at the hotel.

Madame Zhuoya and those friends were also organizing games in this hotel. Almost all the ladies of the upper class who were at the top of the pyramid were present, and the crackling of cards in the entire box fell one after another.

Su Xiang has been on the news frequently due to the dance competition, and those wives will inevitably mention her when they are chatting.

A lady wearing an emerald necklace opened her mouth first: "Mrs. Zhuoya, your ex-daughter-in-law has been so popular recently that she is more eye-catching than those who participated in the competition."

Another wife said, "Isn't it? How long have you been back? It's a charity party, and it's a show. All of us wives are sorry."

Su Xiang is the thorn in Madam Zhuoya's eyes, and she can't get better even when she mentions her. But in front of others, she smiled slightly and said: "She is not a member of our Fu family anymore, so what to do with her."

"Isn't this for nothing." The lady who mentioned it first smiled. "To be honest, I admire her a bit. I can get up again if I'm like that, and she's doing pretty well."

To be the ambassador of the Shanghai Disabled Persons’ Federation may have something to do with her being a mute, but in two years, it is not easy to open her own studio and pull up such a team to enter the finals.

When the topic came up, it couldn't go around for a while.

Another lady in a purple cheongsam smiled and said jokingly: "Yes, I can't tell, she used to be unable to speak, but a gourd. Now when she speaks, it is more eye-catching than the ladies here."

"Madam, to be honest, do you regret not having her?"

For the party tonight, Chang Yan accompanied Mrs. Zhuo Ya. From the time she mentioned Su Xiang, she remained silent, but her palms were already sore by her nails.

Mrs. Zhuoya sipped the tea, glanced at the well-behaved Chang Yan and smiled: "It's just a little trouble, what is this little thing."

"That's what I said." A woman with a mole on her chin smiled and said, "Just a little bit of capital, compared with the people here..."

She chuckled and shook her head, seemingly not worth mentioning.

Some people tell the truth: "We people are either born with a golden spoon or married a good husband. People can start from scratch. Seriously, how many women can start from scratch?"

Moreover, it is much harder for women to do careers than for men.

"Xiao Fang, don't say that. How do you know that people started from scratch?" The woman with moles glanced at Madam Zhuo Ya, and said, "You don't know what other people's methods are."

They are all people who mix in this circle, and the Fu family's little things have their own notes.

The Su family’s design of the Fu family, unless it was because of amnesia, the Su family’s siblings’ methods could even be used by the Fu family.

The woman said: "That woman was a dumb before, so she took down Samurai, now this little mouth, think about it, what might it be?"

"You haven't heard, did Qi Haipeng want her to be a daughter-in-law?"

A divorced woman, who was not glorious in the past, can still remarry into the Qi family's high school, which shows how high the means are.

Madam Zhuo Ya looked ugly when she thought of all these horrible things.

She drew a card and came back, looked at the slip of the card, and threw a seven-tube out: "Okay, I can't play cards anymore."

It's really not going well, first of all, it is reflected in the hand.

The women glanced at her, rolled their eyes, staring at the card in front of them, and it was the lady in the purple cheongsam to play the card. She glanced at the card thrown by Mrs. Zhuoya and picked it up and put it on herself. Below the card, smiled and said: "I want this card."

She lost Zhang Hongzhong and came out and looked at Mrs. Zhuo Ya: "Seriously, what's the matter with your Hanchuan and Su Xiang? Why are the media talking about their unspoken rules or something. It's all divorced, could it be it? Want to remarry?"

Madam Zhuoya pressed her lips as if she wanted the crowbar to pry open, and said coldly, "Nothing is written by the media."

"Oh, I see…"

The crackling card playing sound mixed with voices continued, and Chang Yan had been listening to Su Xiang almost all night, and could not sit down anymore.

She stood up, smiled and said to Madam Zhuo Ya: "Madam, I'll go to the bathroom."

Madam Zhuo Ya glanced at her and said, "Miss Chang, these people are silent, don't take it to heart."

Chang Yan smiled slightly, nodded to the others, got up and walked out.

When the door behind her closed, Chang Yan took a deep breath.

All the ears were listening to Su Xiang Su Xiang, she was going crazy.

She walked a few steps forward and reached the handrail of the corridor, standing there trying to be quiet, but seeing the position on the third floor opposite, the hotel manager respectfully led a man to a boutique box.

Chang Yan was startled slightly. Since Fu Ying didn't use her to pick him up, she rarely had the opportunity to see Fu Hanchuan again. Seeing his tall and straight figure, her heartbeat could not help speeding up.

The body reacted faster than her brain, she subconsciously wanted to go over and say hello, and the high heels stepped on the smooth floor tiles, and the click seemed to clear her lost mind.

Her footsteps stopped immediately, and she stared at the box.

How could Fu Hanchuan come to this hotel suddenly, and what does he book a boutique box for?

He didn’t see Qiao Shen by his side, so he didn’t come for the client...

Seeing the hotel manager retreat from the box, she raised her foot and walked over.

The hotel manager got Fu Hanchuan's order, and was about to go to the back kitchen to give some advice, when he saw an extra figure in front of him.

Seeing this Miss Chang, he laughed and said, "Miss Chang, what's the matter?"

This hotel is very famous in Beicheng, with hot springs and physiotherapy and beauty services. Ladies and ladies often come here, and almost everyone in the hotel can recognize it.

Chang Yan glanced at the boutique box and said, "I seemed to have seen Mr. Fu just now. I don't know why he is here?"

"Uh..." The hotel manager kept a professional smile. The Miss Chang in front of him was not easy to offend, but the Mr. Fu's **** he could not disclose at will, showing an embarrassed smile, "Miss Chang..."

Chang Yan only reacted after asking her questions. She arrogantly asked other people's private affairs and said, "Mrs. Zhuo Ya is also here, so I just ask. If it's convenient, let's go over and say hello together."

The hotel manager said: "Oh, that's it."

Because Chang's enterprise has signed a cooperation agreement with the hotel, Chang Yan, as the senior leader of Chang's, the manager has to sell her face.

He smiled and said: "Mr. Fu is not the only one who comes to the hotel today, but also a lot of distinguished guests. It is said that it was for the celebration banquet of the dance competition, and the big advertisers and investors are here."

Chang Yan glanced at the box again and asked, "What about Mr. Fu..."

Just now, she clearly saw that Fu Hanchuan had entered the box alone.

The hotel manager has already revealed what he has said, and if he goes on, he will really reveal other people's private affairs. He smiled ambiguously and said, "Miss Chang, you know more about things in the circle than I do."

"I have something to do, Miss Chang, please."

He nodded to Chang Yan, and then left first.

"Okay, you are busy first."

Chang Yan looked at the back of him leaving, her eyes fell on that door again.

Dance competition...

In other words, Su Xiang will come too?

So the boutique box that Fu Hanchuan prepared was to meet that woman?

Chang Yan's gaze changed, her fingers squeezed her palms tightly, her breath sank.

She watched the chef of the hotel personally push the exquisite copper stove hot pot into the box, and saw Su Xiang entering with Pei Xian's accompaniment, the blood surging in her heart churned.

Madam Zhuoya played a round of cards, and when Chang Yan came back, she glanced at her and said, "Why is this expression boring?"

Chang Yan smiled reluctantly. She didn't like to play cards, she just came to accompany Mrs. Zhuo Ya.

She shook her head and sat quietly beside Madam Zhuoya.

Madam Zhuoya said: "This card, you have to learn it. The card table is the same as the dinner table. It is a place for you to expand your contacts."

Chang Yan nodded and said, "Ah, I see..."

After playing cards all afternoon, I was a little tired. Someone laughed and said: "Today, the wife of the room is the best lucky. Today, you will have a treat."

The wife smiled and promised: "Okay, whatever you want to eat, whatever you want."

The card table was closed, and the group of people walked to the big round table. Chang Yan was accompanied by Madam Zhuo Ya and suddenly said, "When I went out just now, I saw those investment circles. Madam, are we going to say hello?"

"Oh?" Madam Zhuo Ya glanced at her and stopped.

Investors don't have a vicious eye. They will seize the position first when they see the emerging industries. Basically, they make a lot of money. Old-brand companies like Fu are all started in industries. Although they have done a lot, the big names of those emerging industries come out every few years, impacting their position at the top of the pyramid.

When it comes to this, Mrs. Zhuo Ya has to think of Shengtang Technology.

Although he is now in Fu's name, how much capital Qi Lingyang had in his hands with this technology company at the beginning!

Fu is now also willing to put down his figure and interact with those investors.

Madam Zhuo Ya said: "Then go over and say hello."

Chang Yan smiled slightly, and the two greeted the women and walked to the big package hall together.

When the hotel manager saw Madam Zhuo Ya coming, he naturally did not dare to neglect and opened the door in person.

The private room was already lively, and a lot of people gathered noisily. Pei Xian was touching a glass with others when she saw Madam Zhuo Ya startled slightly: "Auntie?"

Madam Zhuo Ya saw that there were also those young people present, and she understood what was going on.

Holding a glass of red wine in her hand, she touched Pei Xian and said: "I heard that there are a lot of distinguished guests here tonight, so you are the one who organized the game."

Pei Xian smiled, and kept calm: "Come out and relax together."

When Madam Zhuoya arrived, the big guys naturally wanted to give her face. After the two parties exchanged greetings, Madam Zhuoya looked at Pei Xian.

She knew that Pei Xian and her son had always been inseparable from each other, but there was no shadow of Fu Hanchuan among these people. She said: "Your game was sponsored by Fu, why didn't we see Hanchuan?"

Her eyes were sharp, and there was no dumb man among those managers.

Pei Xian said vaguely, "Shanchuan has something else to do..."

Madam Zhuoya's anger fell: "Pei Xian, you and Han Chuan are good friends who grew up together, but I have always treated you as a son. On this matter, do you still want to hide it from me?"

"If you don't say it, you think I can't tell?"

Pei Xian squeezed the wine glass in his hand and looked to the left helplessly.

Although it was in the private room, he was looking at the boutique private room that Fu Hanchuan had booked. Mrs. Zhuo Ya had been in and out of the hotel so many times, she understood.

She glanced at him, then raised her foot and walked out.

Pei Xian touched his nose. It was not that he was going to betray Fu Hanchuan, but that Mrs. Zhuo Ya already knew that if she didn't say it, it would be more troublesome for her to find the past.

…

The boutique box has one side inside and the other outside, separated by the half-open door.

Madam Zhuo Ya glanced at Su Xiang with a bitter look, then looked at Fu Hanchuan and said, "If I don't come, I don't know you will meet the guests here."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya deliberately separated the two of them with a "guest".

She walked in, her eyes cold.

Madame Zhuo Ya was wearing a navy blue suede cheongsam, faintly matte under the light, and her straight figure was full of grace and luxury. Su Xiang was under her eyelids, as if she did not exist.

She said: "There are so many big business people in the private room over there. You don't want to go, and meet a small agent, Samukawa, when have you been so irrelevant?"

"Remember your identity, have you forgotten those things before?"

"Some lace news is better to be less provoked. We are a big company and we don't need to hype."

In Mrs. Zhuo Ya's mouth, although there was no mention of "female celebrities", Su Xiang had undoubtedly been classified into the category of unscrupulous people for the upper ranks.

The agent and the celebrity, in front of the stage and behind the scenes, are the same, and in her eyes, Su Xiang's nature is like this.

Su Xiang, who had been ignored from start to finish, sat silently, calmly scooping up the hot pot from the hot pot.

She said: "Mr. Fu, the dishes are all cooked, and it will be cooked after a long time."

In front of Madam Zhuo Ya, she put all the dishes in the plate at the end of Fu Hanchuan.

Seeing Mrs. Zhuoya's blue veins jumping down her forehead, this woman even dared to provoke her face to face!

Fu Hanchuan watched indifferently as Su Xiang fished out the vegetables and the hot-cooked meat until the bowl was piled up into a hill.

So many dishes, what to be him.

The corners of his lips moved slightly, and a faint light flashed across his eyes, flashing away, leaving only seriousness on his face.

Su Xiang held the scoop in his hand and stirred it in the copper pot for the last time. Until there was nothing left to scoop, he gently tapped the scoop on the edge of the copper pot to drain the soup and put it on a plate aside.

Her gaze fell on Madam Zhuoya's face, and she smiled slightly: "Mrs. Zhuoya, I don't know if you are here tonight. Sit down and have a meal together?"

She made a gesture of invitation with her hand, took a look at Chang Yan and said: "Mr. Fu is an important sponsor of our show. I just helped to receive it at the request of the platform."

"But the platform side considered that the relationship between me and Mr. Fu is a bit special, so we arranged such a box. Don't get me wrong, Miss Chang."

Three years ago, Su Xiang was shameless. She didn't have a chance to say such kind of polite remarks to guests, and she didn't even have the chance to show this kind of demeanor.

Isn't one of the criteria for the daughter-in-law that Mrs. Zhuoya wants is to have sociable skills and be able to speak in the face?

After Su Xiang finished speaking, he smiled slightly, his gaze was not evasive, and he silently confronted Madam Zhuo Ya's contempt.

Her words fell, Fu Hanchuan looked at her, his face was still calm, but a flame burst into his heart.

What does this dead woman want to do, put him and Chang Yan together?

Chang Yan was suddenly called by Su Xiang, and smiled awkwardly: "Miss Su, I'm just coming over with Mrs. Zhuo Ya to have a look. But you just..."

Her gaze swept between the two, pressing her jealously.

She is not blind, they have seen everything in that scene just now, and they are so close together, now they are completely left behind.

She pretended to be innocent only after being dismantled, but secretly seducing Fu Hanchuan!

Su Xiang's counterattack made Madam Zhuo Ya annoyed to a certain extent. She snorted and said: "Don't hide your ugliness. If you really consider your special relationship, you shouldn't arrange it in private! "

She squinted her eyes, feeling that Su Xiang was really so obtrusive to the thorn in her eyes.

"Su Xiang, you can't fool me!"

Su Xiang smiled. In Madam Zhuoya's eyes, she had never been open and honest, and she didn't bother to say anything.

Su Xiang looked at Fu Hanchuan and said coolly, "Mr. Fu, it looks like your mother is very upset, so I won't make her upset."

She picked up the handbag, nodded at him and pulled her legs out, and the frequency of the clattering footsteps was not fast or slow, but the back was very neat and clean.

She was worried that she could not find a chance to leave, it happened.

Fu Hanchuan didn't know that Su Xiang was looking for a chance to escape on the spot, his eyes darkened. He glanced at Madam Zhuo Ya, went around the half-round table and sat back to his position, and took two bites with chopsticks.

Madam Zhuoya looked at him with a calm face, and Fu Hanchuan said, "This copper hot pot is a plate specially set by the chef of the hotel. This year's signature hasn't been touched yet. Let's eat together?"

He took a faint look at the two of them, called the hotel manager over, let them put new dishes, and then continued to eat with an air of composure.

The vegetables were a bit too hot, and the texture of chewing in the mouth had lost its crispness. Fu Hanchuan replaced the sliced ​​meat with the sauce and it tasted just right.

Madam Zhuo Ya squeezed her fist and looked at her increasingly uncontrollable son, and took a deep breath to lower her rising blood pressure.

Anyway, the woman is gone, as long as she doesn't shake her eyes, her goal will be achieved.

She said: "Shanchuan, do you know how those people ask me?"

"..."

"They asked, did you intend to remarry that woman! Do you want to be jokes with the backbone for the rest of your life!"

Fu Hanchuan's chopsticks paused, and he cast his eyes down and quietly looked at the rolling water.

Chang Yan kept looking at Fu Hanchuan's expression, not missing any of his micro expressions. He didn't say anything, he didn't react to anything, only when he mentioned that woman, was there such an unnoticeable strangeness...

The sea of ​​blood on the left chest was rolling, like the rolling water, hot and fierce.

…

After Su Xiang left the box, he took the elevator directly downstairs.

When I arrived at the elevator entrance, I saw Pei Xian standing there with a smile, and he said, "Are you angry?"

Madam Zhuo Ya went over, there would definitely be no good things.

This pair of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have been fighting for so many years, this is the real enemy, every time they meet, they can make each other very angry.

You say every word, every word is as sharp as a sword.

Su Xiang glared at him fiercely, didn't even bother to open his mouth, walked over and pressed the button on the ground floor.

If it hadn't been for Pei Xian to cheat her, she wouldn't have met so much unhappy tonight.

Pei Xian still kept smiling, he said: "Quiet, it's mine tonight. I'm waiting here specially and I will apologize for you."

He thought to himself: He should not arrange the boxes in the same hotel, but separate them. It is estimated that Fu Hanchuan will have to come to him to vent his anger.

Su Xiang didn't squint. In this world, the person she didn't want to see was Mrs. Zhuo Ya, who happened to meet again and was humiliated.

The hotel’s elevator works very efficiently and will be here in a while.

She stepped in and Pei Xian followed in and pressed the close button.

Su Xiang glanced at him and said, "What are you doing in here?"

Pei Xian looked up at the beating numbers on it, folded his hands in his lower abdomen and slowly said, "Go home like you."

Although he organized the banquet tonight, he can leave first if his public relations are there.

The elevator runs smoothly. The time from the third floor to the underground parking lot is only a few seconds. The door opens and the two go out together.

Pei Xian stopped Su Xiang before getting into the car and said, "Su Xiang..."

Su Xiang stopped and turned to look at him: "What are you doing?"

Pei Xian took a hand out of his pocket, walked slowly a few steps forward, and stood still in front of her: "Talk about it for a while."

Su Xiang frowned, not sure what the man with sly eyes gleaming in front of him wanted to do.

"say what?"

Pei Xian's finger flicked on Su Xiang's car and said, "This car, Fu Hanchuan has been kept in the garage, and no one can touch it. The front of the car was squashed, and now it is not visible at all."

"..."

Pei Xian just took time to talk casually. He leaned on the car door, glanced at Su Xiang's throat and asked, "What the **** is going on with your throat?"

"How come out, that's it?"

Su Xiang took a breath and said, "Mr. Pei, I don't know you very well. For personal matters, don't be curious."

Pushing her into the pit against Pei Xian, she didn't want to get acquainted with him.

There was a little more friendship during the game, and the question he asked had nothing to do with him.

Pei Xian shrugged, turned his head to look at the elevator, and suddenly raised his hand to say hello.

Su Xiang realized something, turned his head and looked over and saw Fu Hanchuan walking towards this side.

Pei Xian smiled at her, pointed at Fu Hanchuan and said, "He is very curious about everything about you."

After that, he got up and walked over to his car.

Su Xiang looked down at Fu Hanchuan and stretched out his hand to open the door. It was just opened, and it was pushed up by someone.

Fu Hanchuan buckled her waist, forced her to push the Bentley next to her, and when the car door opened, people were squeezed in.

Su Xiang was small and agile. After being pushed into the car, he went to open another door. After the man got in the car, he pulled her back, and the lock was released in the next second.

"Believe it or not, I'll **** you here!"

Su Xiang was repeatedly angry tonight, and almost fainted when she heard that, she stared at Fu Hanchuan angrily: "What else can you do besides being a rogue!"

Fu Hanchuan's face was uncertain, and his narrowed eyes were full of danger.

He sneered: "I am your legal husband. How can you become a hooligan by doing something legal?"

Su Xiang pursed his lips like a clamshell, and didn't want to talk nonsense to him again, so as not to hurt him internally, or to really irritate him and strengthen her.

It's not that he has never done such a thing.

Seeing her calm down, Fu Hanchuan felt dull on the contrary.

It seemed like it was in the past. She shook her face when she didn't want to speak. At that time, she was dumb, but now she is pretending to be dumb.

Fu Hanchuan held his distinct fingers on the steering wheel, and said coldly: "Fasten your seat belt."

With a click, the sound of the lock rang, and the car drove out.

The neon light flashed in front of her eyes, and the speed was very fast. Su Xiang drank some water all night. Such a fast speed made her a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the car didn't drive for a long time and stopped after a while.

Su Xiang looked out of the car window and was startled slightly.

Familiar street scene, here is...

Fu Hanchuan unfastened his seat belt and reached out to open her by the way. Su Xiang turned his head, and the two met face to face.