Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Madam Zhuo Ya finally took this opportunity to drive Su Xiang out of the Fu family. There was no reason to ask the Fu family back, so it was impossible for the Fu family to recognize Su Xiang again.

Fu Hanchuan has not been reset at Fu so far, and this situation does not look great.

He glanced at Fu Hanchuan, he didn't seem to care, he didn't worry, he didn't know what his calculations were.

At this time, Pei Xian thought of something again, staring at the dart wheel in front and slowly said, "Su Xiang's feet can't walk normally? I don't know how she should be angry when she goes back with his brother-in-law. ."

Fu Hanchuan leaned into the sofa, stretched his arms on the back of the sofa, looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, his eyes moved slightly.

Suddenly, he sneered: "She won't come back if she doesn't come back, and she doesn't have to come back."

Pei Xian was taken aback and glanced at Fu Hanchuan, thinking that his words were weird.

I lost my temper just now, and now it seems to be okay.

"Are you serious?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, then stood up with his jacket and said, "Arrange a driver for me and go home."

Fu Hanchuan drank a lot of wine, and it was impossible for Pei Xian to let him drive back by himself, and called a little brother to be his driver.

After getting in the car, Fu Hanchuan leaned on the rear seat and took out his cell phone to call Qiao Shen.

After answering the call, Qiao Shen was crying without tears, and immediately drove to intercept the divorce agreement, hoping it would be too late.

Along the way, Fu Hanchuan closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep, but as soon as the car stopped, he opened his eyes immediately, his eyes were clear, and he didn't see a bit of the anxiety he had just woke up. With a low air pressure.

Mother Song saw Fu Hanchuan coming back, and after greeted her, she went to the kitchen to take out the dinner.

Su Xiang is not at home, but there should be a few dishes or a few dishes for dinner. The two men, one big and one small, are sitting at the table for dinner, looking very deserted.

Although the couple used to quarrel and quarrel with cold wars, the pressure was even lower without the mistress in the family.

Mother Song works under ultra-low pressure every day, if it weren't for Fu Ying's cuteness, she would have quit her job a long time ago.

This time Su Xiang was away from home for longer than before, and the child Fu Ying started crying again to find his mother.

It has been staged almost every day these days.

The little guy grinned, with a mouthful of rice in his mouth, and started crying when he said he was crying. He closed his eyes and squeezed out tears: "Ma Ma, I'm looking for Ma Ma"

Mother Song looked at the male host with a sullen face, and saw that Fu Hanchuan's hands holding the chopsticks were tight, and his face looked ugly as if he had eaten a bitter gourd.

Mother Song quickly hugged the child to coax, Fu Hanchuan patted the chopsticks on the table, got up and went into the study.

Mother Song glanced at the study nervously, how long will it take to survive this kind of life?

On the other side, Su Xiang returned to Su's house and looked at the stairs in front of him.

She still needs to sit in a wheelchair and wait for her feet to recover completely before walking, but Su Run can't make a special way for her to go up and down the stairs.

Wei Lanqian squinted at Su Xiang with her arm in her arms and said, "Xiangxiang, you have also seen it. Your feet are inconvenient now. Neither I nor your brother have the spare time to wait for you up and down every day."

"Last time you came back, you had to restore your room. Well, the restoration will be restored, but those things are stuffed in the first floor room, and now it's too late to be vacated."

"You said, what should I do now?"

Su Xiang stayed in the hospital for a week. How could it be too late for Su Run to prepare.

Qin Ma stood aside and squeezed her fingers tightly, and could hardly listen anymore.

Xiang Xiang was injured so badly, what this brother-in-law meant, he still wanted to drive people out.

Su Xiang's eyes drooped slightly, and the corners of his lips were pulled, and he spoke with his mobile phone: "What should I do, cold salad?"

She turned to look at Wei Lanxi, and wrote: "Sister-in-law, I understand what you mean. I won't bother you to move a finger. I'm back this time with my luggage."

Wei Lanxi was taken aback for a moment, but did not react.

"What are you?"

Su Xiang didn't plan to live here more, but the matter had not been resolved before, it would be more troublesome for her to move out. Now that the time has changed, she doesn't want to look at their faces anymore.

She thought about it when she was in the hospital, booked a room on the hotel, and asked the hotel to pick up people.

After a while, a doorbell rang at the door, Qin Ma ran out to open the door, and greeted a waiter in a hotel uniform and a nurse who took care of Su Xiang in the hospital.

"Miss Su, are you ready?"

Su Xiang spoke to Madam Qin in sign language and said, "Mother Qin, please go to my room and help me clean up my things."

Qin Ma said "Hey", although she was puzzled, she went upstairs to pack her luggage.

Su Xiang doesn't have much luggage. In the past few days at Su's house, except for some essential items, her luggage has not been moved. Qin's mother felt sad for Su Xiang when she cleaned up. This was originally her home. It was worse than staying in a hotel.

After a while, Qin Ma came downstairs with Su Xiang's suitcase.

"Second Miss, do you really want to live in a hotel?"

Su Xiang smiled, and said in voice: "Well, it's good to stay in a hotel. There is someone to take care of it, so you don't need to trouble anyone."

This is clearly meant to ridicule some people. Wei Lanxi said dissatisfied: "Xiangxiang, you have already thought about it, so why didn't you say it earlier? Let me and your brother go to the hospital to pick you up and leave the hospital. There are germs in the hospital."

"Sister-in-law, I just called my eldest brother to go, but I didn't ask you to follow along. Whatever the case, my surname is Su, what happened to my brother to go through the discharge procedures for me?"

Su Xiang looked at Wei Lanxi coldly. She didn't like to talk, but it didn't mean that she let her bully.

Wei Lanxi was choked with the top, this dumb has become more and more choked when he has a mobile phone to talk.

Su Xiang didn't bother to care about her anymore, and asked the hotel attendant to steer the wheelchair out after carrying the suitcase.

Wei Lanqian looked at Su Xiang's back, pulling Su Run angrily: "Look at her, it's getting worse and worse. I'm her sister-in-law, she"

Su Run shook her hand away and said impatiently: "She has moved out to live, why are you bothering you?"

Since Su Run met Fu Hanchuan in the corridor of the hospital, she has always felt anxious. Now looking at Su Xiang's arrangement, it is even more uncomfortable.

This girl is getting more and more uncontrollable now, and the Fu family doesn't care about her anymore. What should the Su family do in the future?

Su Xiang didn't know what Su Run was thinking about at this time. When she arrived at the hotel, the waiter sent her to the room. She sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the back garden of the hotel.

She laughed at herself. If it was someone else, if she was injured, her family would definitely take care of her. There are a few others like her who can't go back to their homes, and some family members drove her out?

But unable to tolerate her too much sadness, Su Xiang turned on the computer and looked for a suitable apartment on it.

She can't stay in the hotel all the time, she always has to find another place to stay.

Looking at the listings listed by the intermediary company, after consulting on the above, if there is a suitable one, write it down to facilitate future field inspections.

Time passed unconsciously, and I don't know how long it took to get dark.

The hotel waiter delivered dinner to her room, and the nurse came to remind her: "Miss Su, it's time for dinner."

Su Xiang looked up and realized that the sky outside the window was completely dark.

Although some people ate with them, the hotel’s dishes were carefully prepared, but for Su Xiang, the taste of this dinner was not very good.

Holding her rice bowl, she stared at the night outside the window in a daze, wondering if Fu Ying had a good meal or if Fu Hanchuan had coaxed him well.

She and Madam Zhuo Ya decided to see Fu Ying once a month, but after only half a month had passed, she couldn't eat her uncomfortable meal.

Su Xiang couldn't eat anymore, she put down the cold rice, pushed her wheelchair to the computer by the window, and opened Fu Ying's special photo archive.

I haven't seen you for half a month, the little guy should have grown a lot taller, right?

Su Xiang used to teach Fu Ying how to meet her on video, but she had some injuries on her face some time ago. It was not easy for Fu Ying to see her face and endure it. At this moment, she clicked on the video. Hope Fu Ying has not forgotten what she taught.

She offended Fu Hanchuan, so she didn't expect him to be kind enough to let her children come to video with her, and Song's mother was old, she was struggling to learn these high-tech things, and she couldn't count on her, she could only rely on luck.

She waited for a while, and the other end was actually connected. Su Xiang was overjoyed. She was smiling and looking for a suitable angle to see her son, but there was only Fu's living room on the screen.

Su Xiang yelled "Fu Ying" several times with her voice, but no one answered her. The little guy didn't call her Ma Ma as Le Diandian, nor did he have his white tender face.

Fu Hanchuan propped his chin and watched Su Xiang pounding in front of the camera with a cold face, shaking the phantom.

Just a few minutes ago, when he was looking at the documents in the study, the p on the shelf suddenly rang.

He knew Su Xiang's number, and when he saw the video request she sent, he took p to the living room.

While Su Xiang was wondering if there was a problem with the computer, a low-pitched man said, "Are you planning to wake Fu Ying and let him cry for you in the middle of the night?"

Su Xiang was taken aback, and Fu Hanchuan's face appeared on the screen.

With an impatient look on his face, Su Xiang squeezed his fingers and typed on the keyboard: Can you show me Fu Ying?

As long as he takes P and takes a walk to Fu Ying's room, let her see how he sleeps.

"Why?" Fu Hanchuan rejected her directly, without any room for negotiation.

Su Xiang took a breath, and when he saw his awkward face, he wanted to rush to the end of the screen to beat him.

Her fingers flew quickly on the keyboard: I want to see my son, can't you let me take a look?

Fu Hanchuan sneered, "Didn't you want him? Don't worry, he will adapt soon. It's not the first time."

After Fu Hanchuan finished speaking, he closed the video, and returned to the study with p, and put it back on the bookshelf.

Fu Ying would use p after Su Xiang taught last time. Once when Fu Hanchuan came back and saw the little guy clicked on the video and waited for the connection, he put p in his study.

Su Xiang looked at the black screen, gritted his teeth with anger, opened another file, and called up Fu Hanchuan's photo and scribbled on it.

This little chicken belly man, she is Fu Ying's mother, can't she let her take a look!

Does he know how much she misses her son!

After venting, Su Xiang looked at the photos in a daze.

She knew that she was just venting, whether it was against Fu Hanchuan or the Fu family, to them, she didn't have any offensive power.

At eleven o'clock, most of the creatures in this world were asleep.

Fu Hanchuan's arm rested on his head, staring at the ceiling without sleep.

Turning over, facing the pillow next to him, in the dim light, his eyes narrowed and he took a strand of hair from the pillow.

A long piece of hair, about thirty centimeters long, looks like that woman's.

Fu Hanchuan sat up so hard that he drew a piece of paper towels and threw the shreds of hair into the trash can, then threw the pillow in the direction of the door.

His eyes were clean, and he lay down again. But I just pulled the quilt under my chin, and smelled the smell on the quilt.

This sheet has not been changed for two weeks, right?

Song Ma is getting lazier and lazier, she doesn't even change the sheets and quilts.

Fu Hanchuan changed the bed sheet and quilt cover in the middle of the night, and even the pillows were replaced together. He closed his eyes after smelling the quilt with the fragrance of softener.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, most of the creatures in this world were asleep.

In the hotel room, the carer quietly walked to the door, opened the door, and respectfully said to the man standing at the door: "She is already asleep."

The man nodded and handed another room card to the caregiver, and the caregiver took the card and went out.

The man walked to the bed and frowned at the sleeping woman.

She actually slept soundly, and Fu Hanchuan was so angry that he wanted to wake her up when he saw her like this.

Su Xiang slept drowsily, feeling that the oxygen in the lungs was getting less and less, and she was breathless as if she was heavy on her body. When she was buried by the mountain, it immediately appeared in her mind.

Su Xiang flopped, and Fu Hanchuan was almost overturned to the ground by her, her chin was punched, and her brows wrinkled.

"Woman, do you want to die?"

As if there was a thunder on the ground, Su Xiang opened his eyes suddenly and saw the face that was in front of her and was less than a foot away from her. His eyes widened in fright, and he subconsciously screamed "Ah".

How could he suddenly be in her room!

Su Xiang looked over to the guest room of the suite, then glanced at the door, reached out to touch the phone on the bedside table, and wanted to call the hotel people over.

This is too unsafe.

As if knowing what she was thinking, Fu Hanchuan easily grabbed Su Xiang's wrist as soon as he stretched out his hand, took her mobile phone, and threw it on the sofa in the distance, saying coolly: "Don't you know , Is the hotel you stayed in also belonged to the Fu family?"

Entering his hotel, he will come in whenever he wants.

Su Xiang opened her eyes. Of course, she didn't know how many properties the Fu family had. If she knew she would definitely change another family.

But even if it is Fu's hotel, now she is a guest, how can he enter the guest's room casually!

Su Xiang broke away from his hand and gestured in anger.

I am a guest, you can't enter the guest room casually to harass the guest!

Fu Hanchuan laughed shortly: "I entered my wife's room, what's the problem?"

Su Xiang looked at that rogue face and wanted to scratch him. It's a pity that her fingernails were worn away when she was shoveling the soil. Later, during the treatment, she was even cut bald and even the burrs were not left.

We leave

"Before you got the divorce certificate, you were still my wife."

Fu Hanchuan interrupted Su Xiang's words coldly.

Su Xiang paused and looked at the arrogant man.

She really didn't understand, what else he wouldn't let go of.

Fu Hanchuan watched her calm down and unbuttoned her with his big hands. Su Xiang's body became stiff, and he stared at him with tearful eyes.

Fu Hanchuan stared at her watery eyes, and she bit her lip as if she was wronged.

"Want to see Fu Ying?"

Su Xiang bit his lip and nodded.

Fu Hanchuan lowered his body and tempted her to whisper in her ear: "Then you should know what to do"

His fingers kept pinching her earlobes, and his fingertips moved along her earlobes. Su Xiang's throat rolled down, and his eyelashes tremblingly closed.

The next morning, it rained, and there were raindrops hanging on the windowpanes.

Su Xiang opened his eyes and watched the rain that was still falling continuously.

When she woke up, Fu Hanchuan had already left, as if he had never been here. But Su Xiang's body clearly told her that it was not that she had a dream.

Anyway, he was about to divorce, so he should be squeezed out of the final surplus value, and he was willing to bring Fu Ying over to see her, which was not a loss.

Su Xiang moved her feet, and Fu Hanchuan changed her medicine before leaving.

"Mrs. Fu, I'll take you to wash up." The nurse cautiously pushed the wheelchair and walked over, guilty of not daring to look up at her.

Su Xiang is stupid if he can't guess that the nurse is Fu Hanchuan.

He is so magical, she can't get out of his Five Finger Mountain.

No matter how she wanted to leave, he was telling her with a pile of facts that she was still under his control.

Su Xiang lifted the quilt, moved her legs to the wheelchair, and the caregiver pushed her to the bathroom to wash.

When it came out, the customer service had already delivered an exquisite breakfast.

Su Xiang ate a few bites and didn't eat any more, so the nurse took out the clothes to change from her suitcase.

"Mrs. Fu, where do you want to go today?"

Su Xiang glanced at the nurse, and said in a flat voice: "Where not to go, read a book."

The teacher qualification exam is almost here, and she has no extra time to mess around.

The nurse said nothing, and quietly found a quiet place to report to Fu Hanchuan.

After listening to Fu Hanchuan, he hung up the phone. Qiao Shen watched the boss finish talking and put the agreement in front of him.

"Mr. Fu, your agreement."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at it and said in a low voice, "Let's go out."

Qiao Shen turned around and walked outside the door, wiping a sweat on his forehead.

Fortunately yesterday, he drove the car fast enough and stopped before the lawyer stepped into the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau. If he knocked on the chapter, he would have no idea how he died.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the two divorce agreements lying flat in front of him indifferently, curled the corners of his lips, and put the agreement into the drawer beside him.

Humph, if you want to get a divorce, go to the wild man, she won't even think about it in this life.

After getting off work that evening, Fu Hanchuan went home and took Fu Ying away without saying where to go.

The little guy sat on the seat with his head tilted, not crying or making trouble, but he didn't have much energy.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at his son, rubbed his soft hair, and Fu Ying patted his hand angrily: "Don't don't!"

Bad Baba, hiding his p to prevent him from seeing Ma Ma.

Fu Hanchuan snorted coldly, "Don't want to see your mother?"

When Fu Ying heard of Ma Ma, his eyes sparkled: "Ma Ma?"

When he arrived in the hotel room, Su Xiang hugged his left and right kisses as soon as he saw his son, without looking at the man at all.

Fu Hanchuan didn't disturb their mother and son reunion, and went straight to the side to turn on the computer and work as usual.

When it was time for dinner, the customer service staff brought the dinner to the room. The three of them finished their dinner in the living room of the suite, just like in Fu's house, just changed the environment.

Fu Ying obediently ate a large bowl of rice, and Su Xiang also ate a lot.

After washing up, Su Xiang lay on the bed, Fu Ying pillowed her arm, one big and one small playing with her fingers turning into shadows, Fu Ying said milkily, "Ma Ma, why are we here?"

Why doesn't Ma Ma not go home?

Su Xiang glanced at the man sitting by the window who was still working, and said, "Because I am here on vacation and rest."

"Being a mother, you have to rest on holidays, right?"

Su Xiang didn't want Fu Ying to know too much, he didn't know anything, so let him think he was on vacation.

Fu Ying frowned and thought for a while, it seemed that this was the case.

He grinned and showed white millet teeth: "Ma Ma, win, and take a vacation. Is there anything wrong?"

Su Xiang nodded his little nose and smiled.

"Aren't you taking a vacation with your mother now?"

The little guy is only two years old after the Chinese New Year, and he has been learning a lot at such a young age. Although it is for him to learn to play and learn, but in the future, his childhood fun will become less and less.

Su Xiang kissed her son's forehead and rubbed his hair distressedly, wondering how long she could stay with him like this

When Fu Ying's fixed bedtime came, the little guy's eyelids flicked, and there was a nursery rhyme about insects flying by the pillow. Su Xiang patted him on the back. After a while, the little guy fell asleep deeply, and gently kicked up. Snoring.

Su Xiang also half-closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep. At this moment, her arms were suddenly empty, and she woke up all of a sudden.

Fu Hanchuan hugged Fu Ying and glanced at her, then took the child to the other small suite next door.

At this time, Su Xiang felt that Fu Hanchuan was a vicious and vicious devil, and used her son to threaten her as a man.

When Fu Hanchuan returned to the room, he saw Su Xiang staring at him with big eyes.

He unbuttoned the buttons slowly and said faintly: "You look at me like this, so why don't you think about how to make me happy, so maybe I can let you see him a few more times."

As he said, he dropped his hands, his open shirt half covered.

Su Xiang bit his lip, sat up, and stretched out his hand

Fu's old house.

Madam Zhuo Ya opened the door of the study, and Fu Zhengnan frowned and said solemnly: "Why don't you come in without knocking at the door."

Madam Zhuo Ya stepped forward and stopped at the desk.

She said: "Fu Zhengnan, Lu Weiqi's matter has passed, why hasn't the post of President of Hanchuan been restored?"