Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

The phone was silent for two seconds, and then Fu Hanchuan's cold voice rang: "Qiao Ying, if you are sure to keep talking nonsense, I think your brother's bonus this quarter may be reduced by half."

Su Xiang wants to check her body. He can guarantee that she will get the same result in any hospital in Beicheng.

"Don't, I'm just telling the truth." Qiao Ying immediately smiled flatteringly, and then smiled twice at the computer screen in front of her with a guilty conscience. After the laugh, she realized that Fu Hanchuan couldn't see it.

But he was touching the tiger's ass, even if he couldn't see her, he had to smile sincerely.

"Also... Besides, I also said...said..."

"What are you talking about?" Fu Hanchuan had no patience anymore. Twitching was not Qiao Ying's style at all.

"I told her that the reason why she couldn't give birth to a second child in these two years might also be in your body, so Mr. Fu, you must forgive me for this white lie!" Qiao Ying finished in one breath and immediately hung up the phone. After taking a long breath, Shun Shun took a big sip of water on his chest.

Who told her that when she chased him back then, he ignored him, with a cold and abstinent face, but he did not expect to find a dumb wife to be his wife, and she should take revenge on her.

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Su Xiang had promised his colleagues and the children to have a barbecue. After returning from the hospital, he hid the medicine in the room and was about to go out for the appointment.

Fu Ying was arguing that he wanted to go together. Su Xiang was originally going to take him out with him, but when she walked to the door, Mrs. Zhuo Ya suddenly came over.

Su Xiang froze for a moment. She rarely came here, usually just a phone call to call her back to the old house, otherwise she would send someone to pick up Fu Ying, and she respectfully greeted her.

Madam Zhuo Ya was too lazy to talk to her, she gave a casual "um", and slightly twisted her eyebrows when she saw Su Xiang carrying a backpack: "Where are you going?"

Su Xiang pursed her lower lip, and when she was about to take out her mobile phone to write, Madam Zhuo Ya interrupted her.

"Okay, see if you are struggling to speak." Madam Zhuoya waved her hand, "Don't take Fu Ying out. I want to take him out. Do your own."

Su Xiang glanced at Fu Ying, the little guy hugged her neck and refused to let go.

Mrs. Zhuoya knew that Fu Ying was sticking to her mother. Usually at this time, she always pulled her face: "Fu Ying, don't you listen to grandma?"

Even though Mrs. Zhuo Ya loved her grandson, she knew how to establish her prestige. Fu Ying glanced at her before pouting her mouth and let her hold her.

The wives of the upper class often have gatherings, and Mrs. Zhuo Ya brought Fu Ying out, she consciously let him go out to show his face, and recognized his identity as the future heirs and grandchildren of Fu's parents. It is impossible for Su Xiang, the unrecognized wife of the Fu family, to follow along.

Su Xiang touched his son's small face, and told him to obediently, watching Fu Ying reluctantly leave with Madam Zhuo Ya.

Su Xiang sighed slightly. Originally, she wanted Fu Ying to play with the children she taught, but if he didn't go, she could relax.

The barbecue place is not far from the school. The school teachers often have dinner there. Su Xiang booked a place early in the morning. When she arrived, the teacher and the children had already had fun.

When Qin Zhou saw her, he shook the chicken wings on her from a distance: "Teacher Su, hurry up, you will be left alone."

As soon as Su Xiang arrived, he put the plate full of food in front of her, jokingly: "Is it reluctant, it's so late?"