Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

After Fu Hanchuan finished serving the soup, he put the soup bowl in front of Su Xiang and said, "Miss Su, please enjoy your face and finish this meal."

He suddenly called her Miss Su, and put the soup bowl in front of her again. Su Xiang was taken aback, and he couldn't help but shifted his gaze to look at the bowl of soup.

He skimmed all the slick oil on the goose soup. It was a bowl of clear soup with a refreshing taste.

Su Xiang glanced at Fu Hanchuan. He looked at her scorchingly, as if he made this pot of soup and wanted her to boast.

Su Xiang was puzzled, this was made by the chef, what he was expecting to do.

But she still squeezed the spoon and drank the soup.

Drinking a bowl of clear soup in winter is still very comfortable.

Seeing Su Xiang drinking the soup, Fu Hanchuan picked up the bowl and spoon again and served himself a bowl. He wasn't so particular about himself, so he scooped a bowl and drank it.

The air in the box was quiet and no one spoke, but Fu Hanchuan felt that the atmosphere was very good.

Su Xiang finished the soup, and Fu Hanchuan happened to finish it too. He looked at her and said, "Drink another bowl?"

Su Xiang shook his head and said, "No need."

Fu Hanchuan didn’t say anything, but he still refused to let Su Xiang leave. He said, “I came to be a lobbyist hungry under the winter rain. Money, it’s better for me. I personally picked the old goose and asked the cook to stew the soup for you to nourish."

Su Xiang almost suffocated her throat with a mouthful of food. She had never seen such a rascal like Fu Hanchuan, who devalued others and exalted herself.

However, he picked this goose?

Su Xiang glanced at the soup pot again, no wonder he was so caring, but she was not too surprised.

She put down the chopsticks, swallowed the last bite of the meal, and said, "I have eaten the meal, and I will say what I want. I'll leave it to you in the future."

She had already done what she was supposed to do. As for other things she couldn't control, she just wanted to feel at ease.

Su Xiang left after eating, but Fu Hanchuan didn't stop him.

She drove back to the apartment she rented.

Beicheng is a city that never sleeps. In order to attract tourists, the night view is very beautiful. The trees on both sides of the road are hung with small colored lights, and the roofs of the shops are also wrapped up with colored lights. Together with the bright lights in the store, the big lights and small lights interweave the galaxy on the earth.

The light rain at night is hazy, and the fine and dense raindrops are attached to the window glass, reflecting the night light brightly.

Su Xiang's driving skills have not been greatly improved. She dared not drive fast at night, nor did she dare to be distracted and admire the night. She didn't even notice that there was a car following her, and when she was about to reach Chawan, the car passed her.

Su Xiang's newly rented apartment is still in Chawan. She has lived there before and really likes the environment there. There is a large tea plantation near the community. The air is very good. If you walk there in the morning and evening, you will smell the fragrance of tea.

The car was reversing in the apartment’s underground parking lot. Su Xiang got out of the car and walked up the stairs with a bag.

The apartment has an elevator, but Su Xiang wanted to digest by the way. When she reached the seventh floor, she was panting, and she was relieved after walking the last step.

At this time, she had only two thoughts in her mind: one, finally came up two, she was too lack of exercise.

When she walked out of the safe passage and was walking towards her door, she was stunned when she saw the person leaning against the wall, and stopped following her footsteps.

The man in front of him had a cigarette between his fingers, and the orange spark was particularly conspicuous against his black suit. But what is even more conspicuous is the handsome profile of the man and his long and graceful figure.

His back is against the wall, his slender legs are against the white marble floor, and his leather shoes are bright and lazy.

When he raised his hand to smoke, the sleeves of a white shirt were exposed, and the silver dial half-hidden under the shirt was shining in the light.

If the thin smoke seems to be nothing, it adds to his evil charm.

Hearing the footsteps, Fu Hanchuan turned his head and saw Su Xiang coming out of the safe passage. He was taken aback for a while. He glanced at the elevator entrance and stood up straight and said, "Why are you walking up the stairs, this elevator is not safe?" "

Su Xiang didn't answer his question, but asked him, "Why are you here?"

She moved back to the small house in the tea garden, but not the apartment building where she used to live. She has just moved, and few people know that she lives here.

Immediately, Su Xiang felt that his question was unnecessary. She is not a secret agent, and what Fu Hanchuan wants to know is just a few phone calls.

After taking a breath of cigarette, Fu Hanchuan threw the cigarette **** into a flowerpot at the door.

Su Xiang frowned slightly when he saw the cigarette butts with remnant smoke coming out of the flowerpot, and he was too rude.

Su Xiang walked to the door and pressed the code, a ticking sound sounded, the door bounced open and she went in, closing the door with her backhand.

Fu Hanchuan stood by the door and said, "Don't you invite me in for a cup of tea?"

The door was half open, leaving a palm-wide crack. Su Xiang looked at people from the crack and said, "It's not safe."

A man and a woman live in the same house, and she knows what kind of person Fu Hanchuan is.

Fu Hanchuan laughed when she heard her answer. He said, "It's good for you to have this kind of consciousness. Remember to live alone and don't let men in."

Su Xiang glanced at him, closed the door in front of him, and never opened it again.

Fu Hanchuan didn't feel annoyed, and smiled and turned and walked to the elevator. He seemed to just come over to see where she lives, come to say hello to her, and leave while looking at her.

Fu Hanchuan pressed his finger on the elevator button. At this time, no one was using the elevator, and he came soon.

The stainless steel door opened automatically, and when Fu Hanchuan stepped half of his foot in, he turned his head and glanced at the direction of the safe passage, and put his foot back again. He turned around and walked to the safe stairs.

The auto-sensing light was vibrated and lit up, and Fu Hanchuan took his pocket and walked downstairs.

The sound of his footsteps in the empty aisle was slightly monotonous, but Fu Hanchuan seemed to be in a happy mood, his lips curled slightly.

Su Xiang did not accept that Xiangyuan, he was in a good mood. If she wants a house, he can give it away, but he doesn't want her to accept Qi Lingyang's house.

She moved out from Xiangyuan, which was a great thing for him, and he didn't have to look for her at that intersection and wait for her.

Xiangyuan has the Chinese character for Xiang, but he hates that house very much.

In addition, Fu Hanchuan also came to see if that fellow Qi Lingyang was still haunting Su Xiang.

He is not qualified to pursue Su Xiang anymore.

After Su Xiang entered the house, he stopped taking care of the people outside.

She lives alone and does not rent a large house, with two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom. The kitchen and the living room are integrated. She left a guest room as the children's bedroom, but it was almost furnished.

Su Xiang took off his coat and put it on the armrest of the sofa and went in to clean up the small bedroom. The newly bought quilt was aired for two days, and she put on the washed new quilt, and the air smelled of softener.

The crib was divided into upper and lower bunks, and Su Xiang climbed up and down to tidy up, a thin layer of sweat was already on his body.

The upper bunk was made by Fu Ying, covered with a blue quilt, and the lower bunk was pearled with a pink elk quilt.

Su Xiang went back to the ground, wiped off her sweat, and smiled. She walked back to the living room and took out her mobile phone from her bag to send a message to Fu Ying: I will make shepherd's purse wontons on Friday night, will you come?

Shepherd's purse will be on the market in November and February. The shepherd's purse is tender and fragrant in winter, making wontons especially delicious, and you can also take them back to make supper.

At that time, Fu Ying had just finished his homework for a while and was eating fruit outside. He sat crookedly on the sofa and recovered Xiang: Yes.

On Friday night, he can live in Su Xiang. He now lives in Suxiang almost every weekend.

Su Xiang will reply to him again: I will pick you up after school.

Fu Ying got used to the way the two talked, and gave Su Xiang a picture of his homework to indicate the end of the conversation.

When Fu Hanchuan came in, Fu Ying shook the phone in front of him and said, "I'm not at home this weekend."

Every time he made an appointment with Su Xiang, he would show him a dialogue between the two of them, one to report, and the other to show off.

After reading it, Fu Hanchuan threw the phone back to him, and went into the bedroom after an hum.

Fu Ying shrugged. He thought his father was pretending to be cool. He must be jealous.

There was also a clothing room embedded in Fu Hanchuan's bedroom. He slowly took off his tie and put it on the long table in the middle, took off his suit and shirt, and changed into casual clothes. At the same time, he asked Pei Xian and could he come out together.

Fu Hanchuan took the two of them to the arena to play squash for an hour. After sweating profusely, the three big men drank mineral water.

Pei Xian's hair was soaked in sweat and slipped along the sideburns. He took the towel around his neck and wiped his sweat. He glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said, "How come out to play ball again?"

Fu Hanchuan was still in a good mood. He screwed on the bottle cap and said, "I want to pursue Su Xiang again."

Pei Xian: "..."

Could it be the same: "..."

The two looked at each other and agreed that he had been running after Su Xiang all the time?

And to be honest, I heard that Fu Hanchuan was so serious and ambition to chase a woman. It was so weird that people couldn't speak.

However, the marriage between Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang fell through, and Su Xiang became single again. For Fu Hanchuan, it was a great thing to celebrate with fireworks.

Pei Xian was really afraid that Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang would actually enter the auditorium. Will Fu Hanchuan raise the table on the spot to oppose them and do something to **** their relatives.

Could it be that he was sitting with his legs bent, the elbow of his left hand pressed against the knee casually, and the little finger of his right hand took out his ears. He said, "A middle-aged man, I feel irritated by such shameless words."

At this time, Fu Hanchuan was like a hairy boy in his twenties, like a spring breeze.

Some time ago, Qi Lingyang's threat made Fu Hanchuan too depressed. He destroyed Su Xiang's marriage and removed the obstacles. When will it be better now?

Pei Xian lowered his head and laughed, and patted Mo Fei Tong on the shoulder. Could it be that he spoke straight in the same direction, and Pei Xian couldn't agree more with what he said at this time.

Fu Hanchuan just didn't hear it, he turned his head and looked at May Fei, "You said you are Su Xiang's eldest brother?"

Could it be the same lazily, glanced at Fu Hanchuan very arrogantly and said: "Yes." The last word, his nasal sound was particularly strong, and he looked at each other with contempt.

With a smile on Fu Hanchuan's lips, he said, "What if I marry Su Xiang?"

Could it be the same as touching his chin thoughtfully: "Big brother-in-law"

According to this relationship, it should be the eldest brother-in-law.

The three of them are of the same age and in different months. Could it be that they are the youngest, and they have been bullied by the two of them, especially Fu Hanchuan, because of the difference in the past few months.

But if Fu Hanchuan and Su Xiang were married, could they stand up and ride on Fu Hanchuan's head. The corners of his lips slowly curled up

Fu Hanchuan looked at him and said, "You have less troubles, less mouths, more errands, and more good words. I'll think about it. Huh?"

Fu Hanchuan knew that it would be difficult to start again with Su Xiang. Su Xiang kept keeping a distance from him, and her heart knot could not be opened. She had a very good relationship with May Feitong, so Fu Hanchuan made the idea of ​​May Feitong.

Does it mean that you have to keep watching your brother continue to be single?

Fu Hanchuan raised his eyebrows as a gesture, did he receive his eyes, touched his ears pretentiously, and put on airs: "The car you drove today is pretty good."

Tonight Fu Hanchuan drove a new sports car from Porsche in the summer.

When he bought the car, it was when Su Xiang drew a line with him, and he was in the worst mood.

Fu Hanchuan has a woman. What are cars? He has more cars.

"Take it." He put the mineral water in the palm of Mo Feitong's hand first.

Could it be that he glanced at the bottle and put it on the ground casually. He glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said: "Fu Shao, you haven't shown up in front of Su Xiang in the past few months. Have you been doing it secretly and destroying Qi Lingyang? rear?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't deny it. Could it be that he felt that he was a black-bellied and cunning person and could bear it. But after having been brothers for so many years, when Fu Hanchuan fought against others, when did he lose?

When the three of them took a bath and walked out of the arena, Fu Hanchuan threw the car key to Mo Feitong, who was happy when he caught the car key.

Immediately, he didn't even care about the car he was driving over, and got directly into Fu Hanchuan's car.

When he touched the steering wheel, he suddenly thought of something and pulled his face down.

He seemed to be running against Fu Hanchuan's middle-aged man?

But he became the older brother-in-law, isn't he older than Fu Hanchuan?

His uncle!

Could it be that he was so angry that he patted the steering wheel, and the emotions came to him again.

Could it be that this car is the same as the family, he just wanted to take advantage of Fu Hanchuan's advantage.

Su Xiang is his sister, the woman he once liked, and he doesn't want Su Xiang to have no family, but he is not willing to work for Fu Hanchuan.

After all the calculations, he was still cheated by Fu Hanchuan, and Fu Hanchuan was a treacherous man!

Could it be that I finished the scolding, and touched the soft calfskin seat of the car again, forget it, the car is real, can you still make yourself feel good with a word?

The construction of the juice factory is progressing very fast. With capital investment and supervision from multiple parties, the factory is about to come to an end.

Su Xiang turned around from the construction site and hung his safety helmet on the wall.

Feng Qingyang still didn't want to go to the construction site. She sat in the office, holding her chin watching Su Xiang wipe the dust off her face with a towel.

In winter, the air is dry and cold, and the ladies and ladies ran to the beauty center every three days, but Su Xiang ran to the construction site with that beautiful face.

However, Su Xiang's achievements are tangible.

The owner of the paperclip studio trained the head of the popular youth idol group Furui Charity. She also choreographed the big stars. It is said that a dance is hard to find.

She is also a special consultant for this juice factory.

Selfishness aside, both Fu Hanchuan and Qi Lingyang recognized her work ability very much. You must know that the two men are more eye-catching.

From a deep house woman who knows nothing, step by step came to the stage and became a successful business woman. Some people regarded her as a legend.

Feng Qingyang thought to himself: Su Xiang had no status in the Su family, and no one even knew about her existence. When she was in Fu's house, she was regarded as air, and she was cooking at home to show her children's faces.

Feng Qingyang envied that Su Xiang rushed through all the way.

She thought again: Feng's family is so patriarchal, she and Su Xiang are about the same, and they don't have much weight. But compared to Su Xiang, she has been educated by the elite since she was a child, so why didn't she make a career? Should she also make up her mind to leave Feng's house completely, and then break through the cocoon and become a butterfly?

Su Xiang hung the towel on the shelf and looked back to see Feng Qingyang staring at her, making her hairy.

Su Xiang frowned and said, "What are you looking at me for?"

Feng Qingyang sat up straight, straightened his back and said, "Su Xiang, I will ask you to be a master, right?"

Su Xiang felt that Feng Qingyang was thinking about something crooked. She hadn't forgotten that Feng Qingyang had pushed her to the sewage treatment tank in order to help Fu Hanchuan.

Of course, the sewage treatment tank is now ready, covered with snow-white tiles, and surrounded by iron fences. No one can enter without a key.

Su Xiang just pretended not to hear, and immersed himself in work.

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Feng Qingyang said, "Su Xiang, I mean it."

Su Xiang didn't lift his head, and said coldly, "I have nothing to teach you."

Su Xiang always felt that she and Feng Qingyang were not the same.

Last time she pushed her into the sewage pool, Su Xiang did not forgive Feng Qingyang, but was working, and she did not want to see Fu Hanchuan, so they had to work face to face.

Feng Qingyang didn't care about Su Xiang's indifference, and said, "I don't need you to teach me anything, you just need to sit in front of me and be my mirror."

Su Xiang felt even more that Feng Qingyang was talking nonsense. At this time, the closed door was pushed open, a cold wind poured in, and the paper on the table was turned into a mess.

Both turned their heads and looked over, and they saw Fu Hanchuan walking in.

Su Xiang frowned, but Feng Qingyang was excited.

She also knew about Su Xiang's resignation, so as Fu Hanchuan's ally, Feng Qingyang knew that someone was ready to attack.

When Fu Hanchuan came in, just at the end of Feng Qingyang's sentence, he asked, "What mirror?"

Feng Qingyang was sitting opposite Su Xiang. She glanced at Su Xiang and said, "I want her to be my mirror."

Fu Hanchuan's gaze fell on Su Xiang. Compared to when the two ate alone last night, his gaze was not so presumptuous. He looked at Su Xiang up and down.

The room is air-conditioned and the temperature is warm. Su Xiang is wearing a camel sweater with the collar resting on his chin.

Her white skin glowed brightly under the light, her dark eyes flashed with shining light, her lips were like petals, and her hair was randomly pulled behind her head, a little messy, but just as gentle and demure as it was beautiful.

After reading this, Fu Hanchuan said to Feng Qingyang, "You still have to leave."

Su Xiang is feminine, but he can't imagine how a man like Feng Qingyang exudes femininity.

Fu Hanchuan misunderstood Feng Qingyang's original intention, and constructed her feminine appearance out of thin air. Feng Qingyang didn't know it, just behave as Fu Hanchuan stingy.

The corner of her lips raised, and she glanced at Su Xiang, ambiguously.

She said: "Mr. Fu, Su Xiang is not your wife, so why do you make the decision for others?"

Su Xiang ignored them and turned to sort out the papers on the table. Fu Hanchuan saw Su Xiang, sat down with a calm face, and asked seriously about the progress of the factory.

Feng Qingyang has been acting as a megaphone for the two of them for this period of time, and now she is just taking revenge. She jokingly said, "Mr. Fu, the wind is blowing you over today."

With a serious face, Fu Hanchuan said, "I was busy some time ago, but now I am free." While speaking, he turned a page to the computer, his eyes focused.

But under the table, he kicked Feng Qingyang with his toes, causing her to get out.

There was always the sound of a rumbling cement mixer outside on the construction site. Feng Qingyang didn’t like listening to this noise all the time. She was kicked by Fu Hanchuan and stepped back. Fu Hanchuan’s feet hurt and frowned. Down.

Su Xiang noticed something unusual under the table, and when he was about to look down, Feng Qingyang stood up suddenly, and she smiled and said, "It's noon, I'm going out to buy a box lunch."

After speaking, she took the car key and ran with the phone.

In the office, Su Xiang and Fu Hanchuan were all left. The air was dry, and a humidifier was placed on a wooden box behind Su Xiang, and the spray of water mist was silent.

The two of them had just eaten dinner last night, which is nothing, but the premise is that they have been disconnected for a long time.

The meal last night, now it looks like Su Xiang broke the ice.

Fu Hanchuan shifted his position and sat down in Feng Qingyang's seat. His legs are long, and the desk is only eighty centimeters wide. Under the desk, he touched Su Xiang with his knees or Su Xiang with his feet.

Su Xiang was so disturbed by him that he was completely deprived of work minds, and looked up at him unbearably and said, "Fu Hanchuan, what are you doing!"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the tabletop and complained: "Who bought this table, it's so small."

Su Xiang squeezed his finger, the table purchaser did make a mistake of the model, and he was anxious to use it and didn't return it. But the small table did not prevent him from sitting.

Su Xiang gritted his teeth and said: "You can just move around." He was sitting in his super large study room, how could he sit like a clock without moving for a long time?

Fu Hanchuan continued to look, and said, "I have long legs and I feel uncomfortable when I stretch it out."

He looked at Su Xiang from the corner of his eye, and seeing her annoyed and helpless, he felt that his Su Xiang was really cute.

Su Xiang changed her posture. She sat on her side and gave him all the space under the table. Fu Hanchuan was not polite, with his long legs stretched out and sitting steadily.

As time passed, Feng Qingyang, who said he was going out to buy a box lunch, never came back. Fu Hanchuan glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer and said, "Out for dinner?"