Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 42 Fu Hanchuan didn't look sideways, walked over proudly

Fu Hanchuan glanced at Mrs. Zhuo Ya, and said, "Mom, then take good care of your illness, and I'll come see you again in a few days."

As he was about to turn around, Mrs. Zhuo Ya suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute."

She stood up, took two steps forward and looked at Fu Hanchuan carefully: "What's wrong with your nose?"

After asking, she looked at Su Xiang with sharp eyes like needles, and said angrily, "How dare you scratch him!"

Su Xiang had no idea what she was talking about, turned his head to look at Fu Hanchuan, only then saw a very thin scratch on his tall nose.

If you don't look carefully, it's not very obvious.

She did grab him last night, but that was because he annoyed her.

Su Xiang didn't remember if he was caught in the chaos.

He got up earlier than her in the morning, and she left in such a hurry that she didn't even notice.

Fu Hanchuan frowned, and said indifferently, "It's nothing serious."

Just a little scratch, nothing to fuss about.

But to Mrs. Zhuoya, this is definitely not a trivial matter.

She said angrily: "She dares to do something to you, how can this be a trivial matter!"

A wife who dares to do anything to her husband, even if it is just a little scratch, is not allowed!

The most important thing is that this person is her son, she will never allow it!
Mrs. Zhuo Ya was about to question Master Su Xiangxing. Fu Hanchuan grabbed Su Xiang's arm, took a step forward by himself, and stood in front of her. He said flatly, "This is none of her business."

Seeing her son defending the mute, Mrs. Zhuo Ya became even more angry, her voice was like thunder, and she almost lost her image.

"You still protect her!"

Seeing his mother's furious anger, Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly, and said helplessly, "It's not that I want to protect her, it's really none of her business."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was afraid that Fu Hanchuan would defend herself, so she forced her to ask: "Okay, then tell me, where did your injury come from?"

He is the CEO of Tangtang Company, how many people are staring at him, how could he casually get a wound on his face!
An awkward expression flashed across Fu Hanchuan's face, he exhaled lightly, and said flatly, "The cat scratched it."

Su Xiang couldn't see his expression, but doubts arose in his heart.

She thought he would say that he accidentally shaved his beard. Although this statement was a bit far-fetched, she never expected him to say that he was scratched by a cat.

For this reason, who are you lying to?

Not to mention Mrs. Zhuo Ya, she herself felt that she couldn't be fooled.

"Cat?" Mrs. Zhuo Ya didn't believe a word, and it's not like she didn't know that the villa over there doesn't keep small animals.

"Believe it or not, it's a cat." Fu Hanchuan didn't want to entangle in this issue any more, seeing Mrs. Zhuo Ya was about to speak again, he interrupted her entanglement, "Mom, Fu Ying is still at home, so we'll go back first."

He was in a bad mood now, so he grabbed Su Xiang's arm and turned away after speaking.

"You, you..."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya watched them leave, and sat back on the sofa in anger.

Her son actually lied to her for that woman!
When the two left, Mrs. Zhuo Ya was still sullen, sitting on the sofa with her forehead propped up, suffering from a severe headache.

If this trend continues, how amazing!

When Fu Zhengnan came back from the outside, he saw his wife sitting there sighing, and said, "Why is this, who messed with you?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya looked up at him angrily and said, "It's not because of your son. He's taken care of that mute, and because of her, he even fired Jin Yuxin!"

Fu Zhengnan handed the coat he took off to the maid, and frowned slightly: "Oh?"

How could it be possible that Fu Zhengnan's son was interested in a mute who had no power?

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glared at him, as if remembering something, she sneered and said: "In this regard, your son is different from you."

Fu Zhengnan took the hot tea poured by the servant, glanced at her and said coldly: "What do you mean by that?"

"What else could it mean?" Mrs. Zhuo Ya replied angrily, and stood up, "Fu Zhengnan, Han Chuan is also your son, you don't care as a father, you don't know what you're busy with all day long, Is this plausible?"

Fu Zhengnan was ridiculed by her, and his mild face darkened: "I think you are full of anger, and you will say a few words to anyone you catch, right?"

"Earlier, you said that your son got married and started a family, and you should give him more experience. Now that I have handed over the management of the company to him, what do you want?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya tightly pursed her lips, stared at him sharply for a few seconds, and snorted coldly: "Yes, you handed over the management of the company to him, but you let go of all your power ?"

After Mrs. Zhuo Ya finished speaking, she stopped talking nonsense with him, walked towards the stairs and said, "I'm not feeling well, I'll lie down for a while, and I won't have dinner."

Fu Zhengnan watched her twist her waist and go upstairs angrily, with a look of bewilderment, she must have reached menopause, and she was looking for faults everywhere.

……

Inside the car, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Fu Hanchuan drove the car very fast, and the street lights on the side of the road lit up one after another like meteors passing by the window of the car.

Knowing that he had offended Fu Hanchuan again, Su Xiang peeled off the case of the phone with his fingers.

She didn't expect that he would come, let alone that what she wrote to Mrs. Zhuo Ya would be read by him.

Su Xiang glanced at the man beside him from the corner of his eyes, and saw his thin lips tightly pursed into a line. Whenever he was like this, he was trying his best to control his temper.

She turned on the phone and re-read the sentence. She typed it out of anger at the time. Looking at it now, she didn't say anything wrong. Why is he so angry.

Su Xiang didn't dare to provoke him, so he glanced out of the corner of his eye. At this moment, a light came and fell on his face, and the very thin scratch was faintly visible.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at her fingernails quietly, they were neatly trimmed, and the scratches on his face didn't look like they were made by her.

However, she clearly knew that there was no cat at home, so where did his injury come from? It might not be Fu Ying, right?

Just thinking about this, the car stopped suddenly, Su Xiang was unprepared, and rushed forward, fortunately, she was buckled by a seat belt.

Su Xiang turned his head and glared at him, he did it on purpose!

The car had already entered the garage of Fu's family, she opened the door and got out of the car without waiting for Fu Hanchuan to say anything.

But the moment she pushed the car door, Fu Hanchuan suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.

He grabbed very hard, Su Xiang frowned in pain, neither of them moved, neither spoke, they just stared at each other in the dim light.

In the dim light, he saw flames in his eyes, as if he was going to set her on fire.

Su Xiang's bones were really hurt from being pinched by him. He moved his arms to struggle, but he didn't break free, and he grabbed her even harder.

Fu Hanchuan was full of anger, and from the moment he saw the sentence she wrote, the fire was ignited by her.

Seeing her being scolded by her mother, I really want to leave her alone!
But now that she seemed to be fine, he wanted to strangle her even more!

what?
She didn't get a divorce until now, and she insisted on staying in this family just for Fu Ying?
She actually wanted to take his son away?

Fu Hanchuan gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead twitched.

Su Xiang was also frightened by his expression.

You know, she is not his opponent at all in terms of physical strength, if he wants to do something to her, her weak resistance is not worth mentioning.

He gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Go if you want, but don't try to take Fu Ying away. Let me tell you, it's impossible!"

Su Xiang's breath was slightly suffocated, Fu Hanchuan didn't wait for her to react, he shook off her arm, opened the door and got out of the car.

Su Xiang's throat rolled down, and he pulled the corner of his lower lip into a wry smile.

Why bother telling her that the Fu family has the most prestigious status in the entire North City, even if she wants to take Fu Ying away, he, Fu Hanchuan, can dig her out with a single word.

I'm afraid that he will be caught by him before he leaves the border of Beicheng.

Su Xiang entered the house one step later than Fu Hanchuan. When Mother Song saw her coming back, she hurriedly said, "Madam, you are back. Dinner is just right, come and eat."

Su Xiang attended classes all afternoon, and stood in Fu's old house for a long time with extreme nervousness, only now did he feel very hungry.

She put down her bag and went to the dining room. Mother Song served her a meal and said, "Young master, I have already fed the meal. Madam, you can eat first."

She put the rice bowl in front of Su Xiang, Su Xiang picked up the chopsticks and took a bite by himself, then glanced at the seat where Fu Hanchuan often sat.

Mother Song saw her gaze, glanced in the direction of the study, and said in a low voice, "Mr. said he didn't have an appetite when he came in. I'll make him something else. Ma'am, why don't you bring it in later?" .”

Seeing that Su Xiang didn't respond, Mother Song said again: "I don't see Mr.'s complexion is very good today, it's not good to be so hungry."

Su Xiang chewed and chewed a mouthful of rice, staring at the pot of corn rib soup in front of him.She scooped up some soup and mixed it with rice. The force was a bit heavy, and the bowl made a rattling sound.

Mother Song didn't know why the two quarreled again, so she had to persuade again: "Madam, today the husband saw that you didn't come back, so he went to look for you, and he hasn't touched a drop of water yet."

Su Xiang's hand paused, his eyes drooped slightly, watching the snow-white rice grains in the bowl soaked in the thick soup.

She squeezed the chopsticks, took some dishes, finished the rice in a few mouthfuls, and went back to the room.

Mother Song turned her head to look, shook her head helplessly, and started to clear the dining table.

When Su Xiang entered the room, he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When he took off his clothes, he saw marks all over his body in the mirror. The neck, chest, waist, and legs were blue and purple, which was horrible.

And on her arm, there was a circle of fresh fingerprints.

He bullied her like this when he lost his temper. Is this considered domestic violence?
If she took photos, one day, when she had to leave Fu's house, could she use these photos to go to court to fight for Fu Ying's custody?
Immediately, Su Xiang denied this idea.

The Fu family is in Beicheng, and they almost cover the sky with one hand. Her little trick can't compete with the Fu family at all.

After taking a shower, Su Xiang wanted to see Fu Ying. When he passed by Fu Hanchuan's study, he heard a faint coughing sound inside.

She stood at the door of the study, as if the coughing stopped her footsteps.

Su Xiang frowned.

Anyway, seeing that she didn't come home, he immediately went to the old house of the Fu family to bring her back, otherwise, she might still be making things difficult for Mrs. Zhuo Ya.

Su Xiang bit her lower lip, and moved to the kitchen.

Mother Song was kneading noodles in the kitchen, preparing to get some pasta for Fu Hanchuan, when she saw Su Xiang coming in, she smiled and said, "Madam, wait a little longer, I'll be ready soon."

Su Xiang took a look, raised his sleeves and took over Song's mother's job.

When Fu Ying started to eat staple food, she learned how to make small handmade wontons.Kneading the chopping board flexibly with both hands, several wonton wrappers were rolled out in a short while.

When Mama Song was making dinner, there was still some minced meat left. When the water boiled, Su Xiang quickly wrapped a few small wontons and put them in the pot. When the wontons floated to the surface, she took them out and put them in the corn soup .

Mother Song watched Su Xiang nimbly making a bowl of small wontons, and said with a smile, "Madam, your hands are really skillful, sir will definitely like it."

Su Xiang put the wontons on the tray and made another glass of rock sugar lemonade.

Fu Hanchuan drank a lot of shochu yesterday and was blown by the wind again. Today he felt a little unwell and had no appetite for the whole day. Now he felt a faint pain in his stomach, coughing with one hand on his stomach and the other on his lips.

When Su Xiang opened the door and came in, he saw such Fu Hanchuan.

With no expression on her face, she placed the tray in front of him and walked out.

From the beginning to the end, Fu Hanchuan watched her come in and go out like this, without a single glance.

After the door closed, Fu Hanchuan lowered his head and looked at a bowl of Yunduo wontons in front of him.

Green scallions, small wontons like clouds float on the thick white broth, and the tempting aroma is tangy.

This is what Su Xiang often cooks for Fu Ying, she is the best at it.

Fu Hanchuan picked up a spoon and ate a mouthful. The warm little wonton entered his stomach, which immediately warmed his whole body, and his throbbing stomach felt much better.

The mood doesn't seem to be that bad anymore.

You know, just now, he stared at the computer for a long time, but didn't read a single word.

Her mind is full of those words on her mobile phone.

This woman, it's no wonder Mrs. Zhuo Ya's high blood pressure is getting worse.

She does have a knack for pissing people off.

Fu Hanchuan finished those small wontons in a few mouthfuls, even drank the soup, and when he came out with an empty bowl, he saw Su Xiang and Fu Ying sitting on the sofa in the living room, and Su Xiang was feeding Fu Ying mouthful Small ravioli.

The little guy had already had dinner early, and now he was eating snacks, squinting his eyes happily.

Without squinting, Fu Hanchuan walked over proudly.

And Su Xiang didn't talk to Fu Hanchuan. After feeding Fu Ying, he carried him to the children's room. The husband and wife did their own thing, as if all the things that caused the family war had just passed away.

After coaxing Fu Ying to sleep, Su Xiang returned to the second bedroom. When she was lying on the bed, she felt under the pillow, which was empty.

Su Xiang frowned, lifted the pillow and looked, it was empty and there was nothing there.

She obviously put the marriage certificate under the pillow, and never changed the place.

She has always changed the sheets and quilts in the bedroom herself, and today's sheets and quilts are not the same as yesterday.

But yesterday, Fu Hanchuan did it so intensely...

Su Xiang's face was slightly hot.

In the morning, she was in a hurry and didn't come to change it. It should be Song's mother who changed it. Ask her tomorrow if she has seen her marriage certificate.

Tonight, Fu Hanchuan didn't come to bed again, Su Xiang was extremely tired, and fell asleep after a while, and finally had a good night's sleep.

After dawn, the two sat at the same table in the restaurant to eat, but neither of them said a word.

Su Xiang didn't raise his head, but when he heard Fu Hanchuan's occasional cough, his complexion moved slightly, but he still ignored him.

As usual, Fu Hanchuan went to work after breakfast.

Su Xiang took out a tissue and wiped Fu Ying's mouth and hands, before taking him off the baby chair.

At this time, the doorbell rang, but Su Xiang didn't even lift his head. Jin Yuxin came every time.

As soon as she comes, she can go to school and work.

But when the door opened and Mother Song called "Teacher Wu", Su Xiang froze for a moment and raised his head.

The woman who came in was not Jin Yuxin, she was someone she had never seen before, about 40 years old, with short hair, she looked gentle, friendly, and patient.

Song's mother introduced: "Madam, this is the new babysitter my husband hired yesterday. His surname is Wu. Teacher Wu, this is our wife."

Seeing Fu Xiang, Teacher Wu stepped forward and smiled slightly at her: "Hi, Mrs. Fu, I'm Wu Chunmei, you can call me Teacher Wu, and I will be Fu Ying's tutor from now on."

During the interview, Qiao Shen mentioned that the wife of this family cannot speak, so the requirement for their recruitment is to be able to speak simple sign language.

This recruitment requirement is very abrupt and very high. Wu Chunmei happened to have learned something, so she was able to stand out among the few babysitters of the same ability.

Wu Chunmei did her homework in private, and she also got to know this Mrs. Fu in general.

For this "legendary" character, Wu Chunmei has no other ideas. Her job is to take care of the child and take care of his upbringing.

She said again: "Mrs. Fu, I know some simple sign language. If you have any requirements for me, you can tell me directly."

Su Xiang nodded slightly, and looked at Mother Song in surprise, why did Fu Hanchuan replace Jin Yuxin?

Isn't she appointed by Mrs. Zhuo Ya, the next daughter-in-law of the Fu family?

Moreover, about Fu Hanchuan's dismissal of Jin Yuxin, he had so much time to talk to her yesterday, but he didn't say a word.

Even at breakfast just now, he didn't mention it to her.

As a servant, Song's mother also had a new teacher present, so she couldn't say much. Anyway, Jin Yuxin changed as soon as she changed, and she didn't miss it at all.

Just when Su Xiang was full of doubts, something suddenly moved her slippers by her feet, and when she looked down, it turned out to be a snow-white kitten.

Song's mother said: "Oh, sir brought this back yesterday, and said that the young master likes it and wants to keep it."

Su Xiang stared at the cat, did he really have a cat?

The kitten took the deworming medicine yesterday, and has been sleeping in the cat's litter since it came back. It's no wonder Su Xiang didn't notice it.And after a night of metabolism, the kitten became lively again, and now it was running around happily all over the room.

When Fu Ying saw that there was a cat playing with him, he stopped pestering Su Xiang to prevent her from going to work.

Su Xiang watched Fu Yingyao waddlingly chasing after the kitten, and wondered, was Fu Hanchuan's scar really scratched by the cat?
Mother Song said that the cat he brought back yesterday, but the cat scratched him, and he still kept it. How magnanimous is he?
Seeing Su Xiang staring at the cat in a daze, Song's mother reminded her aloud, "Madam, it's almost time to go to work, you should go out quickly."

Su Xiang came back to his senses, and didn't think about those miscellaneous things at this time, took his bag and hurried out.

And in Fu's building, Fu Hanchuan frowned at this moment, feeling that his headache was worse today than yesterday.

Qiao Shen knocked on the door of the president's office and came in. He showed him the minutes of yesterday's meeting. Hearing Fu Hanchuan's cough, he said, "Mr. Fu, do you have a cold?"

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly, and said softly, "It's okay."

He signed some documents and handed them to Qiao Shen.

Qiao Shen held the document in his arms and said, "Mr. Fu, the Spanish project, the risk control department has started evaluation yesterday, Director Xiao from the public relations department said that it is best to start looking for a suitable tourism image ambassador now, and formulate a corresponding promotional copy. Then it won’t be too busy.”

"Director Xiao means that although we have that travel expert as our spokesperson, his popularity is not enough. It is better to have a well-known traffic star as a match."

Fu Hanchuan thought for a while and asked, "Did Director Xiao propose a suitable candidate?"

Qiao Shen said: "Director Xiao has selected a few recently popular stars, but she is still under investigation, and will discuss the final candidate at the next meeting."

Fu Hanchuan nodded: "That's it first."

Qiao Shen saw that he had nothing to explain, so he turned around and went out. Just as Fu Hanchuan wanted to take a rest, the door of the president's office opened again.

Pei Xian came in with Mo Feitong.

Mo Feitong was still the same as usual, and Pei Xian looked a little gloomy.

He walked in and sat on the sofa, Fu Hanchuan glanced at him: "What's wrong, who messed with you?"

Pei Xian glanced at him resentfully: "It's not you yet."

He was very drunk the day before yesterday, and after Qiao Ying took him back, he lost his temper and made him helpless.

Mo Feitong said gloatingly: "Qiao Ying said, if he dares to get too drunk in the future, we will break up with him and let him die drunk by the side of the road."

Mo Feitong was sitting on the chair in front of Fu Hanchuan's desk. With sharp eyes, he saw the claw mark on Fu Hanchuan's nose at a glance.

"Hey, which little wild cat caught this?" He rolled his eyes, and Fu Hanchuan didn't ask anyone to send it back that day, "Could it be that you went out and ate it that night?"

Fu Hanchuan ignored his indecency and lowered his head to deal with the mail.

Mo Feitong is the kind of person who can make himself happy even if no one pays attention to him. He said, "One or two of you, are you making fun of me as a single dog? I don't think it's not that bad if you have women."

He looked at Fu Hanchuan, and he couldn't understand, Pei Xian and Qiao Ying, who could talk, could still quarrel, how could Fu Hanchuan's little mute quarrel with her?
It was hard for him to imagine that Fu Hanchuan lived in front of a mute every day, as if he was talking to himself, what was the fun?
Both Fu Hanchuan and Pei Xian cast contemptuous glances, and those who couldn't eat grapes said the grapes were sour.

At this time, the door knocked twice, and Xiao Jia pushed open the door and came in, holding a courier box in her hand.

"Mr. Fu, there was a courier delivered just now, it's for you."

"Who is the sender?"

Xiao Jia glanced at the delivery slip, then at Fu Hanchuan, and said in a low voice, "It seems to be Mrs. Fu."

The courier only wrote Miss Su and a string of mobile phone numbers. Xiaojia had seen that Mrs. Fu, and when she saw Miss Su, she thought of Mrs. Fu.

Su Xiang has never been to the company, what is she doing here to send a courier?
Fu Hanchuan looked at the box, frowned slightly, took the box and said: "Got it, you go out first."

(End of this chapter)