Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Su Xiang's hand stayed on the half-open door, and he stopped walking in.

From the crack in the door, she could see the thin woman's back, and she could also see Fu Hanchuan's indistinct face in the shadows.

The heating in the hotel was fully turned on. She walked all the way, even sweating a little on her body, but at this moment, she felt a little cold and her body trembled slightly.

At the annual meeting, the amazing sense of confidence is disappearing from her.

In my mind, a woman's sharp and mean words sounded again and again.

"She robbed your man"

"Fu Hanchuan had already proposed to Vicky."

It seemed that the blood all over his body was pouring up to the top of his head, making Su Xiang's face flushed.

A sense of shame burst out from the bottom of my heart. The woman who once stood next to Fu Hanchuan, who was in the right place with him, has always been Lu Weiqi.

Su Xiang felt that he was like a thief and robber who had tied people around him abruptly.

No matter how she hinted at herself, Fu Hanchuan and Lu Weiqi had passed. She was Mrs. Fu, and she wanted to work hard for her home and Fu Ying, but when she heard Lu Weiqi's words, she felt that she had robbed others of happiness.

Is she stealing the happiness that belongs to Lu Weiqi?

Su Xiang stared blankly at the white door panel in front of him.

She knew that she shouldn't listen anymore, she should leave here immediately, or open the door and walk in, so that they can't talk any more, but her foot seemed to be nailed there and she couldn't move.

Inside, the man's low voice sounded.

"Are there questions you can't answer?"

Lu Weiqi laughed. She changed her posture and slumped on the armrest of the sofa, seemingly incapable of drinking, and different from the usual exquisiteness of her, as if she couldn't bear anything and appeared fragile.

She looked at the man in front of her blindly, and said lazily: "Of course, I let them be satisfied with my answer. I have always been invulnerable."

Appearing to sneer, she poked her heart, and then said: "But am I really invulnerable? I have made myself so good and so good, but I only know what I have lost."

A tear couldn't help falling, she seemed to wake up, raised her hand and wiped it, immediately sat up, took a tissue from the coffee table and wiped the corner of her eye.

She squeezed out a smile and immediately returned to her usual gentle appearance, and said, "Sorry, I seem to have drunk too much. You just assume that I have not said what I just said."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, threw the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray, got up and stood up.

The footsteps rang loudly, passing by Lu Weiqi's half of the sofa, drifting away.

Lu Weiqi listened to the footsteps and looked straight at the half-bright smoke. A faint voice sounded: "Shanchuan, do you love her?"

Outside the door, Su Xiang's palm was still attached to the door, and the small door panel was already heated by her.

She frowned, the suffocation in her heart made her feel so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe. She didn't realize the sound of footsteps behind the door. In her contemplation, the door was pulled from the inside, and she suddenly regained consciousness. On Fu Hanchuan's cold eyes.

Su Xiang opened her mouth, and the man's arm that hadn't completely fallen was pulled by the man, and she stumbled behind him.

Su Xiang was pushed into the car by Fu Hanchuan. As soon as she sat down, Fu Hanchuan immediately followed her. She had to give in. Before she moved far away, the man firmly grasped her arm.

"Drive!" Fu Hanchuan instructed the driver. The front cover fell, and the man stared at her with gloomy eyes: "Is it interesting to overhear others?"

Su Xiang was frightened and shook her head. She didn't mean to eavesdrop.

She looked at him, his face was ugly, and the strength of her hands was unknowable, and the bones of her hands hurt.

Is he angry that his conversation with Weiqi Lu was spied on, or is he angry that he made the wrong decision and missed the one he loves?

Su Xiang moved his hand, wanting to say something to him, but he held her firmly and didn't let her move at all.

Su Xiang rolled her throat and slowly softened her body. She thought it was better not to mess with him at this time.

This silence continued until he returned to Fu's house.

After arriving home, Fu Hanchuan entered the study with a calm face, the door closed loudly, and Su Xiang's neck shrank.

Haha, she was not the one who whispered to the old lover. She didn't say anything about what he was so angry about.

Su Xiang lowered his head and glanced at the clear and recognizable finger marks on his wrist. The circle of red on his skin looked shocking, and there was a faintly rising feeling in that circle.

She pulled the corners of her lips, returned to the second bedroom and closed the door.

All her things have been moved to the master bedroom, but her books and computer are still here, which becomes her study.

She opened the book and calmed herself down, but after a long time, she found that her gaze remained on the top line.

In my mind, what has been recurring all the time, is the picture of Fu Hanchuan and Lu Weiqi coming out of the pair together.

She hadn't seen what it was like when they appeared together in front of others, but she didn't know why she wanted to imagine it.

Fu Hanchuan took her to attend, with a smile on his face?

Do you think you have a face because you have a beautiful and capable girlfriend?

Are you happy?

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, and she glanced in the direction of the study.

There was a white wall in front. This second bedroom was separated by two walls from the study, and she couldn't see anything.

What is Fu Hanchuan thinking at this time?

Finally, she stood up uncontrollably and walked to the study.

When she walked to the entrance of the study, she stopped eagerly, and stopped there hesitantly with her hand on the doorknob.

Do you really want to ask about his past with Lu Weiqi?

Ask him if he still loves that woman in his heart?

This question broke the temporary calm between her and Fu Hanchuan.

Just pretend to hear nothing, see nothing, and it doesn’t hurt to get married blindly.

But she couldn't help it in her heart.

"Madam, what are you doing here? Are you looking for your husband?" Mother Song gave her a strange look, and pointed to the doorway. "Mr. just went out. If you go downstairs now, you should still be able to see it. To him."

Su Xiang was taken aback and went out?

It seemed that this gave Su Xiang a breathing space to escape. He was not at home, so she would not be able to ask him.

Su Xiang released the doorknob, pretending to be nonchalant, walked to the kitchen and poured a glass of water and drank slowly.

But only she knew it, and her heart was panic at this time.

Fu's old house, study room.

Fu Zhengnan held a cigar between his fingers, and smoke filled the room.

He held his hands behind his back and looked at the ink-like night in front of him.

Hearing a knock on the door, he moved and turned around: "Come in."

Fu Hanchuan pushed the door in, smelled the rich cigar inside, frowned slightly: "Father."

Fu Zhengnan glanced at him and walked to the desk leather chair. Before Fu Hanchuan could stand still, he picked up a teacup on the table and threw it at him.

Fu Hanchuan was caught off guard, and he was able to avoid it, but the brow bone was still rubbed by the teacup, leaving a red mark on it.

Fu Zhengnan's thunderous voice sounded and said angrily: "Do you treat the reputation of the Fu family as a trifle!"

Fu Hanchuan said silently: "Father"

"Don't call me!" Fu Zhengnan pointed at Fu Hanchuan with his cigar in his fingers, "I never thought that you would take that woman to the annual meeting!"

He is like an angry lion, walking back and forth behind the table.

For a long time, Fu Zhengnan has acted as an elegant gentleman. The passing time not only gave him more white hair, added some wrinkles, but also made him calm and wise, but Fu Hanchuan's behavior tonight completely angered him.

Fu Hanchuan didn't speak easily this time, watching him walking anxiously.

"Cut first and then play, right?"

"Tell me, when did you make this decision?"

"Last time I had your mother's wedding anniversary, do you think she was uncomfortable?"

"When did the son I taught him become so merciful!"

Fu Hanchuan knew that his decision would inevitably arouse his father's anger, and he calmly said: "Father, I made this decision, not softhearted or whim, but after careful consideration."

"Thinking about it?" Fu Zhengnan sneered coldly, slapped the table banging, and cursed: "You! Color faint!"

"I thought you knew the importance of the Chamber of Commerce and wouldn't cause any trouble for me, but at this time, you put the face of our Fu family in front of others to be beaten and laughed at!"

Fu Hanchuan frowned and said, "Father, the last time you and your mother were married, Su Xiang was already seen. Was the scene not ugly enough?"

"Just like Huang Guang said, she did not appear at our own banquet, but appeared at someone else's. I think that was even more ridiculed than taking her to the annual meeting."

"You!" Fu Zhengnan was furious, and couldn't say anything to refute him for a while, his eyes went straight.

Fu Hanchuan continued: "Father, whether we admit her or not, she has entered the Fu family's door. This is an indisputable fact. Rather than keeping taboo on this point, it is better to accept it frankly."

"The face of the Fu family, not on this woman, but on the Fu family, can leave them speechless."

"Furthermore, judging from Su Xiang's performance tonight, I don't think I made a mistake in this decision."

"Hehe" Fu Zhengnan sneered, "Done?"

"Do you think she is qualified to become a member of the Fu family with just a few strokes of her?"

The extreme anger caused the blue veins on his forehead to jump up suddenly, and he shouted: "The last time, I was waiting for you to give me an explanation. Is this what you gave me?"

"Do you think you can accept the shame of the Fu family calmly?"

"In this way, you can accept that your wife is a dumb? Go on and take her around?"

"Want me to remind you how did that woman marry to Fu's family?"

"The greatest patience I give you is that she exists in the Fu family silently, and then you will find an appropriate time to let her leave!"

Fu Zhengnan never said clearly that Fu Hanchuan should divorce Su Xiang, but his attitude has always been there.

But he never expected that his son had become accustomed to being a dumb man, and planned to put it down completely and accept her.

"It looks like I was wrong. My son succumbed to fate and became a dumb prisoner!"

With a "bang", the table top was slapped again, and Fu Zhengnan's anger was indisputable. With this, the pen on the table jumped up.

"I tell you, our Fu family will never admit her!"

"Get out!"

Fu Hanchuan clenched his eyebrows and shook his hanging hands. He gritted his teeth and paused for a while, then turned and walked out.

As the night darkened, Fu Hanchuan sat in the car, smoking a mouthful of cigarettes, and the frown between his eyebrows couldn't disappear.

As time passed, Su Xiang was lying on the bed, and the phone beside his pillow was playing how to fall asleep in ten minutes.

But she had listened for more than half an hour, still keeping her eyes open and not drowsy.

She did not fully close the curtains of the room, leaving a gap so that she could still see a little night.

Finally hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door, Su Xiang immediately closed her eyes, but it didn't take long before she was forced to open her eyes.

A chill was engulfed in the man, and she shivered when she was frozen, and she opened her eyes to meet the man's eyes with fire.

He hardly paused, his cold lips pressed against her warm lips, with a strong smell of smoke, which made her feel uncomfortable. She dodged, and he pinched her chin to let her escape.

She could not speak, but definitely refused his rough request, closed her mouth, and put her small hand on his chest.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at those thin white hands and said coldly, "Do you think you are qualified to reject me?"

"Su Xiang, you will never know what I have endured for you!"

His hands are like pliers, pinching her two hands and lifting them up, while the other hand pulls her pajamas directly away

Su Xiang's eyes widened, and his sudden sinking made her distorted her face in pain. With the shaking of her body, she worked hard to keep her attention on the lamp above her head.

In the darkness, the lamp shook too

What did he endure for her?

Let him endure the pain of losing his lover?

Many things happened on this day. Su Xiang thought she had the ability to change something for herself and Fu Hanchuan, but she found that they were back to the original point.

She could feel Fu Hanchuan trying to make changes for her, such as taking her to meet his friends, taking her to the annual meeting, he tried to accept her, but

Su Xiang stood under the shower head and rinsed off the foam on her body.

Out of the bathroom, she did not go to the big bed or the second bedroom next door, but fell asleep on the sofa by the window.

Too much effort this night, on the contrary, I fell asleep very quickly.

Inside another apartment.

Fu Zhengnan was lying halfway on the bed, closed his eyes, but frowned.

Yu Cangcang walked in with a cup of hot milk in his hand, sat down on the side of the bed, and said, "Drink a cup of milk before going to sleep."

Fu Zhengnan opened his eyes and saw the woman's delicate and charming face, his frowning eyebrows stretched slightly, he took the hot milk and drank it in one gulp.

Yu Cangcang took the empty glass with some residual warmth on it. She held it in her hand and tilted her head to look at him and said: "What's the matter, you moved so much anger?"

"Today is Fu's annual meeting. Who makes you so unhappy?"

Fu Zhengnan sighed heavily and said, "Fu Hanchuan brought that woman to the meeting and told me that he was going to accept that woman."

The corners of Yu Cangcang's lips curled slightly, and he placed the glass on the head of the bed, and said, "That's his wife, what's wrong with accepting her?"

"To be honest, it's almost three years. The kid should be more than two years old, right?"

Fu Zhengnan glanced at her: "Even if she gave birth to the next generation for the Fu family, she is not qualified to be a member of our Fu family."

Yu Cangcang's eyes darkened, and he looked at the man who closed his eyes. She lifted the quilt and snuggled into his arms, tapping his brows with her soft fingers.

"Lao Fu, what about me? If I was pregnant with your child, what would you do to me?"

Fu Zhengnan didn't open his eyes, but accurately grasped the woman's wrist. He opened his eyes and looked down at the woman resting on his chest, his eyes slightly cold.

"gray"

The woman laughed happily, she raised her head, saw his frowning eyebrows again, pecked on his lips, and smiled softly: "I'm joking with you, it's serious."

"If I really conceive your child, I will take care of it myself. I know that I don't have the outstanding family background of Madame Zhuoya, and I don't have the qualifications to stand next to you."

"But I can accompany you behind you, so that I am also very satisfied."

Fu Zhengnan pursed his lips, his frowning eyebrows did not relax, Yu Cangcang lightly sighed and said, "I said something wrong, just treat it as I didn't say it."

Fu Zhengnan let out an "um", only when she didn't say this, and grabbed her finger to play with.

Yu Cangcang glanced at him: "By the way, Fu, I heard that the woman made an advertisement?"

"Huh?" Fu Zhengnan looked down at her, "Where did you hear it?"

"Last time, on your wedding anniversary with Madam Zhuo Ya, didn't she show up in that hotel with Qi Lingyang?"

"Ms. Zhuoya didn't tell you that they collaborated on a charity pp?"

"Su Xiang participated in that charity project and was invited by someone from Yao Shi."

Fu Zhengnan didn't speak, Yu Cangcang moved his body, pressed him closer, and hugged him tightly as if to warm him.

"Su Xiang appeared on Qi Lingyang's commercial, and the broadcasting platform has been booked. It seems that it will be broadcast during the Spring Festival."

Fu Zhengnan took out the woman's hand touching his chest, turned over and stood up.

Yu Cangcang watched him put on his underwear and said, "Aren't you staying overnight?"

"No, you go to bed first."

After the man said, he strode out.

After Fu Zhengnan left, Yu Cangcang lifted the quilt and walked to the window barefoot, watching the car headlights downstairs come on. The lights moved in the dark and quickly disappeared from sight.

She gently pulled her lower lip, retracted her gaze, walked to the kitchen barefoot, poured a glass of red wine and sat on the bay window.

In the middle of the night, the whole city had fallen into a deep sleep, and the darkness outside the window, only a faint moonlight pierced the loneliness.

The woman leaned her head against the wall behind her, looked at the waning moon, and took a sip of wine.

She is twenty-eight years old. She has no boyfriend, no family, no children. She doesn't keep pets. There is only one lover in her whole world.

She fell in love with him from the first sight of him, ten years

Madam Zhuoya sat in front of the dressing table, with a mask on her face, and then used the skin care device to slowly move her face to tighten it.

Even so, her gradual passing years cannot be restored.

The room was empty, and the buzzing sound of the skin care instrument could be heard quietly.

The door of the room suddenly opened, bringing up a rush of air.

Madam Zhuo Ya turned her head and watched the man walk in with a calm face. She glanced at him and then looked back in the mirror, and said, "Didn't you say that I went to drink with Lao Qin and the others, and came back so early?"

Fu Zhengnan stood still behind her, watching her take off the mask, and patted the remaining essence on her face unhurriedly.

"You told me that the woman showed up at Yao Shi's banquet. Did she receive an invitation from over there to perform?"

The dance choreographed by Su Xiang won an award at the TV station’s Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, so Zhuo Ya told him that Su Xiang appeared there that night and took the students to a commercial performance.

Madam Zhuo Ya paused slightly, and glanced at the man in the mirror.

Afterwards, she unhurriedly picked a bottle of essence from the front row of bottles and cans, squeezed it on her hand, pushed it away and smeared it on her neck.

She raised her head, rubbed her hands back and forth on her neck, pushing her neck lines and saying, "What's the problem?"

Fu Zhengnan snorted coldly, and sat down on the side of the bed: "Zhuoya, is it because you are getting less and less able to do things, or did you conceal for him in order to protect your son?"

Madam Zhuo Ya's hand slowed down, and she glanced at Fu Zhengnan from the mirror: "Who is chewing the tongue in front of you again?"

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it, but you know what, that woman quietly took an advertisement. Our Fu family's face seems to be lost not only at the banquet, but also all over the world!"

Three years ago, Su Xiang appeared in all the major forums all in one body, and the Fu family finally suppressed the incident.

Now, she actually took the initiative to advertise, for fear that others will not remember her?

Madame Zhuo Ya realized the seriousness of the matter and stood up quickly: "How is it possible, that dumb, she doesn't have any points by herself!"

Her eyes shook: "How dare she go on camera and show her face!"

Fu Zhengnan said: "If you still know the seriousness of the matter, you shouldn't indulge your son and let him continue to behave!"

"I" Mrs. Zhuo Ya looked angry, "Isn't Han Chuan also your son, why is it just me?"

"You are out socializing with Dongs and Dongs all day long, and you are not willing to delegate power to him. Han Chuan is also cold in heart, can you not rebel?"

Fu Zhengnan squinted his eyes, "Do you think he is rebelling, not challenging me?"

Madam Zhuoya closed her lips, and after a few seconds of silence, she said, "I believe that he will handle this matter well."

"To this day, can you still trust him?"

"Yes, I believe him because he is my son!"