Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

As time passed, Fu Hanchuan actually fell asleep in a chair.

The cat sleeping on his lap woke up and jumped on the table, playing with the pen as a toy boringly, the pen rumblingly rolled forward and fell directly to the corner.

Fortunately, the drawer opened a gap, the signature pen fell on the drawer, and the big white cat stretched its front paws and fished it with its tail pouting.

Hearing some slight movement, Fu Hanchuan woke up with a frown, and saw a brush-like tail dangling before his eyes.

When the cat was excited, he yelled "meow" at Fu Hanchuan, and pulled his front paws in the drawer, as if to ask him to help take it.

Fu Hanchuan rubbed the cat's head and opened the drawer. The signature pen was falling on a pile of photos.

Fu Hanchuan picked up the pen and frowned when he thought of something when he saw those photos.

He put the pen on the table, and then picked up all the photos.

These were the intimate photos of Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang that Mrs. Zhuoya brought to him.

Fu Hanchuan looked at these photos thoughtfully, frowning deeper and deeper, and his breathing sank.

The big white cat was still excited to play with the pen at the corner of the table, grunting, Fu Hanchuan raised his eyes and took a piece of paper, took the pen over and pulled off the cap, and started writing quickly.

The big white cat lost his toy and called out to the man "meow" again. This time the man ignored it. In an instant, several time points were written on the paper.

When these photos appeared, it was close to the time when Su Xiang had a hidden rule incident with him, and now, the old news from three years ago broke again...

That video is an upgraded version of the video three years ago. In other words, the person who posted the video is likely to be the same person three years ago.

But the problem is that Mrs. Zhuo Ya has already told Su Run to stop, and since Su Run has got the money, why continue to do it?

Then there is only one answer, and someone else instigated him to continue Madam Zhuoya's plan.

At that time, Su Run put the blame on Mrs. Zhuoya to run to Japan, but now, he owes so many debts in Japan that he even needs to sell a house to save his life. Why doesn't he return to China?

Or... there are people in the country that he is afraid of, so he doesn't dare to come back, or is there no way to come back?

Fu Hanchuan held the pen, touched his fingers slowly with one hand on his chin, thinking of these things, his mind turned quickly.

Because he had drunk a lot of alcohol before, when he felt thirsty, he subconsciously reached for the water glass, and when he reached his lips, he realized that the water glass was empty.

He glanced at the empty cup, inevitably annoyed again, smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed.

Before, he worked in the study, and the woman would bring him a cup of coffee or hot milk.

Three years have passed, and he still feels habitually that the water glass on this table is always full.

The big white cat sat at the corner of the table and looked at the man quietly. The cat's mouth made an intimate meow, and when he saw the pen put down, he got up and dialed.

Fu Hanchuan rubbed its soft fur, stood up, walked out of the study, poured a glass of water, and returned to sit down.

After a glass of water, he picked up the pen and continued the interrupted train of thought.

Eyes fell on those photos.

Regarding the source of the photo, he had asked someone to investigate it before, but there was no way to check it except for a section of surveillance at the entrance of the Fu's old house.

Whether it is a video or a photo, the protagonists are Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang, as if this person has been staring at them.

So is it possible that the same person did it?

Why was the photo sent to Mrs. Zhuoya?

Fu Hanchuan's pen nib stayed on the last line, and his fingers squeezed.

...

The next day, Fu Hanchuan appeared in the Fu's old house early in the morning.

Madam Zhuoya came down from the stairs and saw the man sitting in the dining room enjoying breakfast, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Since the last quarrel, the cold war between mother and son has escalated. When I was at the company, I just met each other and went on his own.

Madam Zhuoya Shi Shiran walked to the dining table and said coldly: "Why, the nanny over there didn't make breakfast, so I asked you to come here early in the morning?"

She picked up the chair and sat down. Sister Xia brought the breakfast over, and Madam Zhuo Ya picked up the chopsticks without looking at Fu Hanchuan.

After drinking the last sip of fruit juice, Fu Hanchuan drew a paper towel and wiped his lips, and said, "I'm in the living room and I have something to ask."

After speaking, he got up and went to the living room.

The light from the corner of Madam Zhuoya's eyes moved with his back, and then she lowered her eyes and slowly began to eat.

Half an hour later, Madam Zhuo Ya came over and sat down on the sofa opposite Fu Hanchuan.

"What do you want to ask?"

Fu Hanchuan raised his eyes, his gaze was calm, and he said, "Three years ago, the plan you let Su Run start with, besides you two, is anyone else aware of it?"

Hearing this, Madam Zhuoya frowned, "What do you mean?"

Fu Hanchuan's breath was cold, his complexion unchanged, and he said, "Mother, it's about yourself, please think clearly."

Madam Zhuo Ya took a deep look at him, and the air fell silent for a few seconds.

Since it was the plan she arranged, and it was not visible, naturally only she and Su Run knew, where did the third person come from?

However, what if Su Run showed his feet when he was in action and was known by others?

It is also possible that when she was talking to Su Run, she was heard?

Madame Zhuo Ya became upset, and said: "It has been so long, I need to think about it."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, picked up the sheepskin gloves on the coffee table, and said, "Well, if you think of anything, please mother tell me."

After that, he had to get up. Seeing that he was leaving, Madam Zhuo Ya said coldly: "You ran over early in the morning just to ask me this question?"

"..."

"The matter between Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang has nothing to do with you. You should avoid getting in, so as not to get any unclean reputation."

Nowadays, Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang's **** scandals are all over the sky, and if he intervenes in it, it will become a triangular relationship dispute.

This year is approaching, do you still want to show people jokes for free at the Grand Theater at the end of the year?

Fu Hanchuan stopped and turned to look at Madam Zhuo Ya: "Madam, Fu Ying will transfer to a private school from next Monday. You said, can I stay out of this matter?"

Madam Zhuo Ya's body shook suddenly, and she looked at Fu Hanchuan's back walking out in astonishment. She didn't even pay attention to the title of "Mrs.".

It is normal for children to transfer schools, and she herself has always opposed Fu Ying's enrollment in public schools.

It's just that now the final exam is coming soon, and the child is transferred urgently, what else can it be for?

Elementary school is also a small society. When those children's parents see the news, they will mention it in front of their children. Fu Ying will definitely hear those rumors in that environment...

Madam Zhuo Ya clenched her fingers in a daze, and Sister Xia called her several times before she could react.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Sister Xia held her mobile phone in one hand and said, "Madam, your call is from Miss Chang."

Madam Zhuo Ya glanced at the phone, and when he went downstairs, the phone was forgotten in the bedroom.

She took the phone over, and her mind remained in the question left by Fu Hanchuan. She absent-mindedly said slowly, "Miss Chang, what's the matter?"

On the phone, Chang Yan's sweet voice revealed some doubts: "Madam, why is your voice like this?"

Madam Zhuoya raised her spirits, cleared her throat and said, "It's nothing, I don't want to sleep at night. What's the matter with you?"

"Oh, that's just right. Someone sent me some health tea. If the lady is at home, then I will send it over."

"Or... go shopping together?"

Madame Zhuo Ya was upset, and said, "The end of the year is coming. Let's buy something in the mall."

"That's good." Chang Yan agreed happily, and hung up the phone after making an appointment.

Madam Zhuo Ya put down the phone, glanced at the place where Fu Hanchuan had just sat, her face sank again.

Sister Xia waited aside and never left. Madam Zhuo Ya looked up at her and said, "Go to my room, pick the navy blue jacket, and my handbag, and ask Mr. He to prepare a car. I want to go out. ."

"Yes, ma'am." Sister Xia went over to work immediately, and took the things over in a while.

Madam Zhuoya put on clothes under the wait of Sister Xia. She wore a navy blue double-sided woolen coat on her body, and a fluffy raccoon fur collar was folded on her shoulders, showing her noble and glamorous temperament.

Thirty years ago, she was one of the three most famous beauties in the city. Now, although she is old and her face is covered with years of wind and frost, her cold and arrogant temperament seems to have become sharper after thirty years of hard work. stand up.

She carried her handbag and walked out with her back and head up. Lao He stood by the car and opened the door when she saw her coming out.

The heating in the car has been turned on long ago, and the temperature in the car is just right at this time.

"drive."

With a sound, the wheels crushed the hard ground and drove forward.

...

In Chang's villa, Yang Yanqing was walking through the corridor with a book, and the half-open door just heard Chang Yan's words when she hung up the phone.

"Sister, are you going out?"

Yang Yanqing pushed the door in, and Chang Yan was putting her mobile phone in her handbag.

"Yes." Chang Yan smiled, "with Madam Zhuo Ya."

Yang Yanqing frowned slightly and watched her choose clothes in the cloakroom.

A few days ago, she said that she had quarreled with Fu Hanchuan, and she didn't see how she and Mrs. Zhuo Ya were dealing. It seemed that the depressed days were over, and she started to get in touch with others again.

Yang Yanqing sat on the corner of the bed, watched her put on her coat, and said, "What, it's reconciled?"

Chang Yan buttoned her belt, her drooping eyelids moved slightly. She pulled out a beautiful bow on her belt with her fingers neatly, and said, "Sister-in-law, I have always had a good relationship with Madam Zhuoya."

"And now it's the end of the year, don't all households have to move around more?"

"Our Chang family is a foreigner, and we finally have a firm foothold in Beicheng, so how can we keep it going."

The Fu family has a prominent position in the North City, and Fu Zhengnan is the head of the Chamber of Commerce. By the end of the year, the ladies and ladies are more exquisite than usual, and they are busy giving gifts and inviting dinners.

At this time in previous years, Yang Yanqing, as a regular parent and daughter-in-law, had long been active. It's just that she hasn't been three months since she was pregnant, and Chang Yi didn't let her walk anymore because of caution.

Yang Yanqing smiled and said, "I used to do all these things. Now that the little girl makes her debut, you can leave it to you."

She watched Chang Yan sitting on the dressing table to fix her makeup, and smiled again: "You used to dislike human relationships the most, but now it's easy to do it."

Chang Yan put on the lipstick, her fingers trembled, and in the mirror, a hint of red on her rosy lips crossed the lip line.

"Ahhhhh!" She exclaimed, and quickly took a tissue to wipe it off. Yang Yanqing frowned when she saw her frantically, "Why did you get frizzy just as you praised her."

Chang Yan put down the lipstick, smiled and said, "If it's not my sister-in-law, I'm scared."

Yang Yanqing was taken aback for a moment: "How did I scare you?"

Chang Yan said: "Sister-in-law said just now that you will leave your affairs to me in the future, didn't it scare me?"

Yang Yanqing smiled dozingly: "Well, you go early. Mrs. Zhuo Ya's temper doesn't like waiting for someone."

As she said, she stood up and walked out. Chang Yan thought of something and stopped her and said, "Sister-in-law, wait a minute."

Yang Yanqing held the doorknob with her fingers, and stopped after hearing this: "What's wrong?"

Chang Yan pursed her lower lip, seemingly difficult to speak. She glanced at Ai Ai in the later stage and said, "Sister-in-law, there are more entertainments now. I'm afraid that I don't have enough money. Can you let your eldest brother give me more?"

"You can't let others pay the bill if you go out to buy things or something."

Yang Yanqing gave her a strange look. Chang Yan has shares in the company and pays a lot of dividends every year. She had never joined the company before, nor had she interacted with those ladies and ladies. Excluding her expenses, there should be a lot on hand.

However, she is now working for the company, and she can understand that she doesn't want to use her private money.

Speaking of it, those wives spend tens of millions in a game. It is normal to go to the mall and hundreds of thousands.

Yang Yanqing nodded and said, "Okay, I will tell your elder brother."

Chang Yan smiled sweetly, went up and hugged her: "Thank you, sister-in-law."

...

shopping mall.

The weather was gloomy and it seemed to be snowing, Madam Zhuoya's face was the same as that day, her face kept cold, Chang Yan glanced at her face, her eyes moved slightly, and smiled and asked, "Madam, look at your dark circles. It's all out. What's keeping you awake?"

Madam Zhuoya picked up rows of clothes, but none of them was eye-catching.

She closed her fingers, looked at Chang Yan and said, "What else can it be?"

"Forget it, let's not mention it, it's even more headache when I talk about it."

Madam Zhuoya rubbed her temples: "I'm tired, go to the tea room and sit down."

Said it is a tea room, but it is actually a VIP room for the jewelry cabinet.

There is a row of jewelry boxes on the table in front. Each piece of jewelry is as amazing as a work of art. The colors of gems and metals reflect each other under the light.

The counter manager personally poured tea and brought it in, smiling slightly and said, "Madam, Miss Chang, please have tea."

Madam Zhuo Ya nodded, picked up the Pu'er tea and took a sip. She didn't mean to pay much attention to the jewels on the table.

But she said: "Miss Chang, you are young, these jewels look more beautiful to wear."

With the advent of the new year, except for the full orders of custom dress vendors, these jewellery are the most sought-after. A piece of luxurious jewellery is worn on the body to set off the noble beauty of the person, and it is also the strength of the family behind it.

The French writer Maupassant didn't have a novel, it was that the heroine borrowed a diamond necklace from a friend in order to shine at the party.

Chang Yan smiled, looked around on the jewels, and picked a sapphire necklace on the side. In the middle of the pendant was a sapphire the size of a baby's palm, surrounded by a circle of pearls.

Madam Zhuoya watched her holding the necklace in her palm, and the counter manager was slightly surprised, because jewelry of this style is suitable for older ladies and looks dignified, elegant and noble.

However, the counter manager had seen so many customers, as if he had practiced his eyes in a frying pan, he immediately understood Chang Yan's mind.

She explained with a smile: "Miss Chang, this necklace in your hand is designed by the designer according to Hai's idea."

"This sapphire is a rough stone. It has only been cut briefly. These pearls mean the tears of a mermaid. They are the daughter of the sea."

"When the designer designed this necklace, he designed it with the mood of his daughter giving her mother a gift."

Chang Yan looked at the translucent color of the sapphire and said to Madam Zhuo Ya: "Madam, does this necklace look good?"

Madam Zhuoya smiled and said, "Only the fine rough stone does not need to be cut. This necklace should be unique, right?"

She looked at the counter manager: "There are not many rough stones like this."

The counter manager nodded and said with a smile: "What the madam said is that the designer got this necklace after walking many places for this necklace, only this one."

Madam Zhuo Ya said: "Mrs. Chang is so lucky that she gave birth to a filial daughter."

Chang Yan smiled embarrassedly, silently put the gemstone necklace back into the box, closed the box and moved it forward, meaning that she wanted the necklace.

Among the neat rows of jewel boxes, that position was vacant.

Next, Chang Yan picked another diamond necklace: "Mr. Yu will have a banquet next week, so let’s wear this necklace."

She is holding a pendant designed as a steering wheel of a sea wheel in the middle. In the middle is a five-carat diamond. The metal branches extending around are like the rays of the sun, meaning that the sun controls the direction of happiness.

Fifth is what I mean. It can be seen that the designer took many factors into consideration when designing this necklace.

Madam Zhuo Ya nodded: "Well, it suits you well."

Every woman hopes that her life will be full of sunshine and head towards the end of life in the direction of happiness.

Thinking of this, her face darkened slightly, and the tea-flavored amylose in her mouth became slightly bitter.

She put down the tea cup and randomly selected a necklace, and Chang Yan went on to choose a few pieces of jewelry, and finally asked the counter manager to pack it up.

The counter manager made a few big orders at once, and picked up the jewellery boxes with a smile on his face: "Madam, Miss Chang, wait a minute."

In the VIP room, only Madam Zhuo Ya and Chang Yan were left.

Madam Zhuo Ya smiled and said: "Why buy so many all at once? These jewelry are all single items and they are very valuable."

Chang Yan said indifferently: "It's just some jewelry. In the woman's cabinet, apart from the lack of clothes, there is also a lack of jewelry to match the clothes. Madam, don't you think?"

Madame Zhuo Ya nodded in agreement, and smiled more in her eyebrows: "As your Miss Chang, those jewels are really just embellishments."

Chang Yan smiled, thinking of something, her smile fell slightly, she glanced at Madam Zhuoya and asked carefully: "Madam, the last time we were at the Grand Jubilee Hotel...how were you and Hanchuan okay?"

That time Fu Hanchuan and Su Xiang ate alone in the box, Madam Zhuo Ya became angry at that time, Su Xiang ran into Madam Zhuo Ya, Fu Hanchuan fought with her again, and finally broke up unhappy.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was upset when she mentioned Su Xiang, but after the video door came out, she forgave her for not having the face to seduce her son again.

She sullenly picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said coldly: "Good or bad, it's just that. He thought what else could happen to him and the dumb man."

Chang Yan looked at her face, pursed her lower lip and asked cautiously: "Madam, is it about that video?"

"I also watched that video...Samura, isn't he sad?"

Madame Zhuoya's face was even more ugly: "What's so sad, but it's an unclean woman."

"But... Miss Su doesn't look like that kind of person, is there any misunderstanding in it?"

Madam Zhuo Ya had a thorn in her heart, and Chang Yan's words seemed to push the thorn into her heart.

Her eyes were cold, and she said, "Knowing others, knowing the face and not knowing the heart, she didn't know what she used to do now."

She glanced at Chang Yan displeasedly: "Why are you talking to her?"

Chang Yan smiled: "Madam, I'm not talking to Miss Su. But she is Fu Ying's mother. This kind of thing has happened, so don't hurt the child's face."

She slowly rubbed the lubricated surface of the teacup: "By the way, Fu Ying shouldn't know it yet, right?"

When Mrs. Zhuoya thought of Fu Ying, her shoulders dropped slightly and said, "He still doesn't know, but fortunately, Han Chuan thought carefully and transferred him to another school."

"Transferring?" Chang Yan opened her eyes slightly. "Fu Ying is used to that place. If he transfers to another school, he must be unhappy, right?"

Madam Zhuo Ya said coldly: "I'm even more unhappy after I don't transfer to another school. There must be nothing good to say in such a mixed place."

"This is also..."

At this time, the counter manager brought in the packed jewelry box: "Madam, Miss Chang, it's ready."

Chang Yan took it over and said, "It's fine to write it all in my name."

The counter manager smiled respectfully: "Okay, Miss Chang."

After shopping, the two ate together in the restaurant. When they walked out of the mall, snow was already falling in the sky.

Chang Yan handed two jewelry bags to Madame Zhuo Ya, including the sapphire necklace.

Madam Zhuo Ya glanced at her: "Miss Chang, what are you..."

Chang Yan smiled gently and said, "Madam, you only have one son, but no daughter. My parents have three brothers and sisters, and my sister-in-laws are as caring as my daughters. I don't have to worry about my little daughter's filial piety."

"This is my New Year gift to my wife. I heard that my wife was a great beauty in Beicheng back then, and now she is still gorgeous, she must be very beautiful to wear."

Madam Zhuo Ya's mood has not been very good, and Chang Yan's heart is relieved with such a handful and one-off.

She smiled and said, "I have gotten too much with those ladies and ladies, and my mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter."

"I will accept your gift."

The driver held up an umbrella behind them, and the two walked down the steps together. When they parted and got into the car, Chang Yan remembered something and said, "By the way, Madam, I haven't seen Fu Ying for a long time."

"Bring him to Mr. Yu's banquet, can I accompany him for a while?"