Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Fu Hanchuan looked at Qiao Shen and frowned slightly: "Are you serious?"

Fu Hanchuan has been taking Qiao Shen with him all these years. In addition to Qiao Shen who was trained by him alone, he has become accustomed to it, but also because Qiao Shen is Qiao Ying's younger brother.

Although Qiao Ying broke up with Pei Xian, everyone was still friends, and he subconsciously protected Qiao Shen like his own little brother.

The company's personnel struggle is fierce, and Qiao Shen is by his side. His status is not low and he can avoid those personnel rushing.

After all, it was Fu Hanchuan's intention to protect the shortcomings.

Qiao Shen's expression was extremely serious. He said, "Mr. Fu, I have already considered very clearly."

He has reached the ceiling in his career as the assistant to the president, and he wants to try other possibilities. If he can run the company independently, he will have more opportunities in the future.

Qiao Shenmooted himself to go to the new company. Fu Hanchuan had nothing to say. He nodded and said, "If you have considered it carefully, find a new assistant and complete the handover of work."

The corners of Qiao's lips overflowed with a smile. At this time, Fu Hanchuan's sharp eyes swept down on his face and said: "The newcomer must be capable. Don't just find someone to get away, or you have to come back here. Come."

Qiao Shen put a smile away, and said solemnly: "Yes, Mr. Fu."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him again, then turned around and went out. He raised his hand and looked at the time. I guess Su Xiang hasn't finished dinner yet, right?

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Tea Bay Apartment.

Because the kitchen and the living room are connected together, Fu Ying is watching TV in the living room, and when he turns his head, he can see Su Xiang making wontons in the kitchen.

Fu Ying sat cross-legged with bare feet, holding a KFC family bucket in his arms, and he picked a chicken wing and gnawed there first.

He had already gone to help before, but how patient the children were, hunger and cartoons quickly turned his attention away.

He was watching Conan and asked again: "Mom, guess who is the murderer?"

Su Xiang squeezed the wonton wrapper with a little water on her finger. She raised her head and looked at the large-screen TV in front of her. She smiled and said, "If you are spoiled, you will not be interested in watching it anymore."

Conan’s cartoon was played when Su Xiang was a child.

She had no friends at the time, so she watched TV and read a book in her free time. But I didn't expect that her son is so old, and this cartoon is not over yet.

Su Xiang was wondering, is it necessary to wait for her grandson or granddaughter to come out before this cartoon can come to an end?

Thinking so casually, she tapped the corner of her lips and smiled slightly.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Su Xiang glanced at the door. She moved here only a few days ago. Could it be that a neighbor came to visit?

Su Xiang packed a lot of wontons today. She brought Fu Ying and gave them to the same floor as well as the residents on the upper and lower floors.

In the future, everyone will be neighbors, and necessary visits are still needed, so that the neighbors will be better dealt with in the future.

Su Xiang now packs what she and Fu Ying will eat for a while, holding a piece of wonton wrapper in her hand, adding meat filling to it, and said: "Fu Ying, go see who is here."

Fu Ying said "Oh", put the family bucket on the coffee table, jumped off the sofa and ran over barefoot.

The floor is wooden with underfloor heating, so it won’t be so cold when you step on it.

Fu Ying turned on the video doorbell on tiptoe, and when he saw the person standing at the door, he said to Su Xiang, "It's Dad."

Su Xiang squeezed the wonton wrapper with one finger, her brows frowned.

Why are you here again.

Over there, Fu Ying asked again: "Mom, do you want Dad to come in?"

Su Xiang didn't want Fu Hanchuan to enter the door in front of his son, so he said coldly and warmly: "You can figure it out by yourself."

Fu Ying thought for a while, if he didn't open the door, his father would definitely show him a cold face when he got home.

He opened the door.

A few months ago, Fu Hanchuan kept a straight face all day long. Although he was still straight every day, Fu Ying could feel the difference.

For example, in the summer, Fu Hanchuan felt as if the temperature had cooled as soon as he entered the house. Mother Song said that his air pressure was extremely low and told Fu Ying not to get into trouble.

For another example, Fu Hanchuan never asked Fu Ying what they did in Xiangyuan anymore. For a long time, he did not mention the word Su Xiang in Fu Yingmian.

Later, Fu Ying knew the reason: Su Xiang was going to marry Qi Lingyang.

Fu Ying in turn lost his temper at Fu Hanchuan: "It must be you who made my mother so angry that I would ignore you again!"

That time, Fu Ying dared to be so angry with Fu Hanchuan for the first time. Mother Song didn't coax him well, so he closed the door and refused to come out.

Fu Ying is already a half-year-old. Although he doesn't tell him about the adults, he can guess for himself.

He was angry that his father didn't win, so he named him Fu Ying, which was really bad.

That day, Fu Hanchuan did not use his patriarchy to suppress his son.

When Su Xiang drew a clear line with him, let him explain to Fu Ying himself.

Fu Hanchuan didn't think about how to explain to Fu Ying, but waited for him to dig out Qi Lingyang's bottom, so he didn't need to mention this matter.

But with the arrival of Su Xiang's marriage, this question finally came before him.

Fu Hanchuan opened the door and talked with Fu Ying. He only said that he had done a bad thing. Fu Ying asked what was the matter. Fu Hanchuan kept silent, but he said that he would find Su Xiang again. .

Fu Ying frowned and looked distrustful.

"...You brag, she is about to get married, can you let her be your bride?"

Half-year-olds know what it means to get married.

But not long ago, Su Xiang's marriage really broke, and he moved out of Xiangyuan. At that time, Fu Ying felt that his father was not completely bragging.

For this reason, Fu Ying also wants to open the door to Fu Hanchuan.

Fu Hanchuan stood at the door, holding a flowerpot in the shape of a blue glaze ingot in his hand, and the phalaenopsis carefully nurtured by the gardener bloomed like purple butterflies resting among the large green leaves.

He winked at Fu Ying and stepped inside.

Fu Ying stood aside and saw that Fu Hanchuan's leather shoes had two big footprints on the cushion at the door.

He leaned against the wall, treating himself as the owner of this place, holding his arms and reminding him: "Dad, you have to take off your shoes when you come in."

Although Fu Ying let Fu Hanchuan in, he also had the rebellion of a little boy.

Fu Hanchuan is usually harsh on him, so he wants to take the opportunity to retaliate.

Fu Hanchuan was looking into the room for the figure, and when he heard the words, he looked down at his feet and saw Fu Ying's bare feet.

He kicked his son lightly and whispered, "Where are the shoes?"

Fu Ying released his arm and turned to open the shoe cabinet. There were only Su Xiang's shoes inside, and even the shoes Fu Ying had changed in were on the shoe shelf.

There are no other slippers in the shoe cabinet.

In other words, Su Xiang was not prepared to let any men in.

Fu Hanchuan remembered what he had said to Su Xiang at this door before: Don't let any men in.

I don't know whether to be happy or depressed for a while.

Fu Hanchuan took off his shoes for the first time and walked on the floor wearing only socks. His bright leather shoes were taken off on the doormat.

The house is small, and he can see Su Xiang standing in the kitchen as soon as he turns his head.

Fu Hanchuan walked over and said, "Where is this flower?"

Su Xiang didn't lift her head. When the door opened, she knew that Fu Ying had put him in.

She should have said that he was not allowed in in spite of her face.

Su Xiang didn't say a word, and put the wrapped wontons on a plate, just as if he hadn't seen it or heard it.

She watched her nose and nose, and calmed herself down.

When Fu Hanchuan saw that she was silent, he put the flowerpot on the counter under the TV.

In this way, whether she is in the kitchen or watching TV, she can see it as soon as she looks up.

At this time, Fu Ying had returned to the sofa to continue watching his cartoons.

When he was in the Fu's house, he couldn't eat fried chicken like he wanted. Fu Hanchuan didn't allow him to eat so many snacks.

Seeing Fu Hanchuan's gaze, the little guy hid the family bucket he was holding on his side with a guilty conscience, and he forgot about it for a while.

But then he thought again that his mother bought this, and his father must not dare to say anything.

Fu Ying picked a drumstick from the family bucket and handed it to Fu Hanchuan, "It will be a long time before we can have dinner."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, didn't pick up his chicken legs, didn't make a face to him, took off his coat and put it on the sofa, then walked around the sofa to the kitchen.

He rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands. After drying, he stood next to Su Xiang and glanced at the stack of wonton wrappers in front of her, as well as a small pot of meat.

The meat is mixed with shepherd's purse, and there is a faint green fragrance in the air.

Fu Hanchuan remembered that Su Xiang used to make wontons, put them in the refrigerator, and often used them for supper at night.

Fu Hanchuan picked up a piece of skin and pinched it without saying a word.

The first time he did this kind of thing, Yu Guang glanced at Su Xiang, and he did what she did. The wontons he squeezed out were a bit ugly.

The meat was scarce and shriveled. He took it apart and tried to put more meat in, but he tore the skin.

He didn't rush and picked another piece of leather, and he threw the torn piece into the trash can.

Next, he scrapped several pieces of skins in a row, and he deliberately wanted to attract Su Xiang's attention.

He said a lot in the office on the construction site that day. Su Xiang might have a mood ups and downs at that time, but he knew that she was in feelings now, like an electrocardiograph that declared death, and became a straight line without ups and downs.

He would often sway in front of her, not only to brush up on the sense of presence, but also to occupy her life.

He wants her to re-adapt to life with him, and this time, he will no longer let her have the idea of ​​"one person's marriage", he will be with her.

Life is two people together.

At this time, he even left Fu Ying aside. Without the two of them together, Fu Ying would have only half a home.

Fu Ying heard no sound behind him, turned his head to look over, and saw Fu Hanchuan and Su Xiang standing next to each other, both holding wonton wrappers in their hands.

His movements were very slow, a wonton was squeezed and squeezed, and even how much meat was put there was visually inspected.

Fu Ying felt that such a scene was strange. He had never seen his father go to the kitchen before, and he didn't even wash the dishes.

Fu Ying bit the chicken leg and said, "Dad, I don't eat the wontons you wrap."

After finishing talking, he glanced at Su Xiang's face, and thought: Dad can only pack it for himself. If he doesn't pack it, he can only be hungry.

For Su Xiang, no matter how Fu Hanchuan tossed those wonton wrappers, she just didn't see it.

After the day from the construction site, this was another meeting of the two.

He said they started again and he wanted to pursue her. Su Xiang was fluctuating in her heart at the time, but she quickly calmed down.

She was hit again and again, and she was like a dry lamp in terms of feelings, and it went out after a spark flashed.

She has no enthusiasm, no expectations.

She thinks she is not suitable to have love, her heart is still in the water.

So she treats Fu Hanchuan as a colleague, friend, or neighbor, and she treats him the same as everyone else.

Because Fu Hanchuan wasted a lot of skins, the wontons were wrapped up ahead of time, and there was a little meat left in the basin, so Su Xiang took the plastic wrap and sealed it.

The meat and bone soup boiled, and Su Xiang lowered the heat and continued to boil, putting the wontons in another boiling pot of boiling water.

She turned on the induction cooker to fry duck egg skins and chopped green onions at the same time.

When the egg skin is ready, carefully pick out the pan, place it on the cutting board and shred.

Fu Hanchuan stood watching her.

The cold wind outside the window was cold, and a few small snowflakes flew down. In the night, the white, white and black, and the dim light inadvertently touched the heart.

It's beautiful.

Fu Hanchuan retracted his gaze and looked at the woman who bowed her head seriously and shredded.

She was wearing a soft cashmere sweater with a slightly drooping collar. The sleeves were raised, revealing a piece of snow-white arm. The other sleeve slipped down, and she raised her arm and picked it up with her chin.

Some of her **** hair also broke free from the shackles of the hair loop, and a few strands fell down, but she couldn't take care of it, and swayed slightly with her movements.

The temperature in the room was warm, the tuk-tuk's voice was very soft, and there was white mist in the cracks of the pot cover, and it was warm in the orange light.

This is the fireworks in the world.

The water in the pot rolled, and the steam seemed to lift the lid of the pot, making a popping sound, and a few splashes of water splashed.

Su Xiang quickly put down the knife and prepared to lift the lid of the pot, Fu Hanchuan moved and said, "I'll do it."

Su Xiang glanced at him. Fu Hanchuan had already walked to the stove, opened the lid of the pot, and she took the knife to continue.

Behind him, Fu Hanchuan watched the wontons in the pot float up, and he said: "They are all floating up, are you okay?"

Since Su Xiang calmed down his mind, he would no longer avoid him. She said: "Put in a small bowl of cold water and boil it."

When she was speaking, she had already cut the egg skin. There was still some egg liquid left, and she continued to make a few egg skins.

When the wontons were boiled again, Su Xiang used a spoon to scoop up all the wontons. Fu Hanchuan put the meat and bone soup in the bowl. Finally, Su Xiang added seasonings and egg skins, seaweed and shrimps, and sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions for dinner. It started.

Such a dinner is too simple for Fu Hanchuan. Without a few dishes and soups with meat and vegetables, there are only three large bowls on a table, which looks empty.

But the things in the bowl are well matched with meat and vegetables, which is not monotonous at all.

Fu Ying ate fried chicken and can still eat such a large bowl of wontons, which shows how much he loves to eat.

But when he ate, he couldn't tell which ones were made by Su Xiang and which ones were made by Fu Hanchuan. He was especially careful when he ate. Su Xiang thought he was afraid of getting hot and asked him to eat slowly.

After dinner, Su Xiang rolled the leftover meat in the egg shell, a long one, ten centimeters long, like a stick.

She told Fu Ying that he could do the buckle bowl tomorrow, and Fu Ying asked how to buckle the bowl. Su Xiang said, "Cut into pieces, spread them on the bottom of the bowl, and then put the ribs and potatoes in a pot and steam them until they come out. Now, take a buckle... you can see it tomorrow..."

Su Xiang is always patient with children, and demonstrates as he speaks.

Fu Hanchuan listened, and the corners of his lips curled up with his thoughts.

He dangled and drew back here until Su Xiang was about to go to bed.

Of course Fu Ying wants to live here, and he will have to eat a bowl tomorrow.

The next day, when Fu Hanchuan came with a sweeping robot and a pair of indoor slippers, he was a little dumbfounded.

Su Xiang invited a lot of people to come, could it be the same, the children from the Youth League, and Little Pearl, the small house was overcrowded.

The children haven't played together for a long time, they are all crazy now.

Could it be that he stabbed Fu Hanchuan with the same elbow, glanced at the shoebox in his hand and said, "What are you?"

They didn't change their shoes, and walked around in their shoes.

Fu Hanchuan glanced sideways at him and said, "What are you doing?"

Could it be that the same cold snorted: "Why, my sister is moving to a new house, can't I come to have fun?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't forget that he was also worried about Su Xiang. He was still talking nonsense in front of Su Xiang last time and almost ruined his image. Fortunately, he came back.

Fu Hanchuan said: "You have to go somewhere else, that car is enough for you to make women."

He reminded him that he had accepted a sports car from him.

He said again: "Are you free? Don't you need to accompany Lan Li?"

Could it be that he was stepped on the sore spot and his heart was choked, but he pretended to be innocent, took a bite of the apple and said, "What shall I do with her."

In fact, his heart was quite congested, the woman seemed to be completely sahuan, and she ran out every day when the time came.

Before, she regarded her mud as life, and she could sit there for a long time every day.

Could it be that as soon as the same time comes, it is the time for that little white face to get off work, that little white face is off work, and the time for their appointment is up.

Lan Li had never said anything on weekends before, either staying in the studio or going back to the fire kiln in the country to burn porcelain.

Could it be that he refused to admit that he felt quite uncomfortable at this time.

Although he doesn't like Lan Li, being ignored by a woman so thoroughly shows that he has no masculine charm.

This surprised him very much. He Mo Sanshao was in the pile of women, crying and circling around him one by one, and from time to time he performed the palace's scheming. How did he fall to this point?

He thought, he must have been playing with the native girl for too long, and he has forgotten what a woman is like.

At lunch, could it be that they were eating absent-mindedly, and nothing was tasteless.

Su Xiang’s buckle bowl is very popular. When it was served, he was divided among the children. According to the lively temperament of the same love, he would definitely fight for it, but he was very quiet and only ate in the end. Piece of potato.

After lunch, did they squeeze into the kitchen to wash the dishes and asked Su Xiang, "You said, am I being ignored because of my good character?"

He just pondered: The woman Lan Li used to squeeze the mud every day in order to support herself, and then he kindly let her go to his manor, avoiding her rent and paying back her rent. She has a lot of income. The woman's purse is bulging, and she has the capital to go out.

Su Xiang didn't know what he was thinking, and when he heard his sentence like this without beginning and ending, he looked at him in horror: "Who ignores you?"

Has he forgotten the background of his family? Who would dare to ignore Mo Sanshao?

And could it be that Tong himself was quite ruthless, she had heard Fu Hanchuan say before, could it be that fighting with each other was the most powerful. There hasn't been any trouble in his entertainment venue.

Could it be that he didn't want to be known that he was ignored by a little local girl, and irritably threw the drops of water on his hand and went out.

Su Xiang looked at him from behind, remembering that he suddenly ran to the construction site, and now he has nothing to do with a bunch of children.

He must have something.

Su Xiang was about to want to talk to him, and when he saw Fu Hanchuan's gaze, he turned his head and continued to wash the dishes.

Fu Hanchuan came over and said, "He had a problem with Lan Li."

Su Xiang's hand was full of foam, the oily bowl was placed in the sink, and it was rinsed intensively for a while.

"Oh." She answered, and there was nothing else to say.

Fu Hanchuan picked up the bowl in the sink and turned on the faucet to rinse, and then said, "Qiao Shen will go to the new company to take up his post. For the handover these days, other assistants will come over..."

He told Su Xiang about his company, but he rarely took the initiative to talk about it before. At first, I felt that she didn't understand anything and didn't have a common language. Later, I said that I wanted to get ideas from her.

But now it's different, he hopes she knows all his life, she can understand him more.

Su Xiang heard that Qiao Shen was leaving, his calm face moved slightly.

For Fu Hanchuan, Qiao Shen is not only an assistant, but also his family. He left everything to Qiao Shen, and let him do everything after marriage and divorce. It is no exaggeration to say that Qiao Shen knows Fu Hanchuan's secrets more than anyone else.

For Su Xiang, Qiao Shen was also part of her life at that time.

Su Xiang silently said, "Since you are not willing, why not keep him."

Fu Hanchuan sighed lightly and said: "Stay here and stay here and stay here for a grudge. In addition, the new company is an important layout for Fu next year, and I will feel more at ease if he goes."

He intends to integrate his machinery company into high-tech, develop towards intelligence, and try to be a robot.

He will definitely start the project of the elderly paradise in the future. Those robots will serve the elderly paradise and will also come to every elderly person in the future.

When he is old, those robots will also serve him and Su Xiang, he thinks very long-term.

Su Xiang listened to his words, but didn't care much about the last half sentence, but felt that the first half sentence was a bit familiar.

There seems to be an old saying: If you don’t want to stay in a female college, you stay here and there and stay as enemies?

Can it also be used like this?

Could it be that they were playing games with the children in the living room and wanted to drink water. When he turned around, he saw the two men whispering in the kitchen, and his heart suddenly became cold.

The children around are only teenagers, and there is another pair over there. He thinks he is very lonely.

Could it be that he didn't have the mood to continue playing the game and went out to smoke, and in the end he pushed the elevator and left without smoking.

He drove the car and went for a boring drive, unknowingly, he came to the old town, the community of Principal Lan’s house...