Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 43 This kind of show of affection, most people can't understand

As soon as the door closed, Mo Feitong stood up from the sofa and gathered around the desk.

"What did the little mute send you?" He stretched his neck, stared at the box closely, and said maliciously, "Could it be to send you a divorce agreement?"

Fu Hanchuan was looking for a utility knife, and when he heard this, he curled his fingers slightly, inevitably thinking of what Su Xiang wrote yesterday.

His brows were slightly frowned, and the utility knife he got was not cut off immediately.

How dare that woman?
Mo Feitong looked at Fu Hanchuan staring at the box but didn't move any more, the smile on his face became even more treacherous, and he gloated and urged, "Hurry up and open it, and see what it is."

When Fu Hanchuan looked up, he saw the cheap smile on his face, and he gave him a cool look: "Want to know?"

"Nonsense." If Fu Hanchuan was forced to sign the divorce agreement by that little mute, it must be the funniest joke of the year!

Fu Hanchuan gave him a cold look, then looked at Pei Xian: "You also want to know what's inside?"

Although Pei Xian was curious, he didn't have the calm demeanor of a man like Mo Feitong.

Pei Xian smiled and said, "I don't care."

Fu Hanchuan looked at him for a moment and said, "Well, let him go out."

It means that if he goes out with him, he will be able to see what is inside.

Pei Xian raised her eyebrows slightly and stood up: "Master Mo, please go out for a while."

Could Feitong be impatient: "I said you two are naive or not?"

Hehe, who the hell is naive, I just don't want to see him as an eyesore.

Fu Hanchuan didn't want to talk to him at all, and stared at the box with gloomy eyes.

If it's really a divorce agreement, he promises that he will make her die ugly!

Marriage was planned by her, and divorce, he, Fu Hanchuan, could let her do it!
Then he really became a big joke!

Mo Feitong's yelling voice was finally locked out of the door. Pei Xian walked over and saw Fu Hanchuan scratch open the packing box.

Seeing his frown slightly, Pei Xian looked at him, is it really a divorce agreement?
Fu Hanchuan reached in and picked up the things inside, a box of Nian Jiom Pipa ointment, a box of 999 cold granules, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

She is smart and knows how to please him.

Mo Feitong slammed into the door and came in, with one hand still on the doorknob, he asked eagerly, "What is what?"

Pei Xian turned his body sideways to let him see clearly.

"Cough syrup?" Mo Feitong opened his eyes slightly, and stood there in disbelief.

These days, there is no one who expresses cough medicine, the little mute is too unscrupulous, if he has the ability to deliver it himself.

"Cut, it's boring."

Mo Feitong was disappointed that there was no excitement to watch, and sat down on the sofa.

Pei Xian smiled and said: "The day before yesterday you said that he was not affectionate, now you see it?"

It's just that this kind of show of affection is something most people can't understand.

Could it be that Tong rolled his eyes, what is this!

Fu Hanchuan completely ignored those two guys. He took the cup and poured the freshly brewed coffee into the flower pot in the corner. rattling.

Mo Feitong rolled his eyes again, saying what, it's just a pack of medicine, Pei Xian smiled and said nothing.

Fu Hanchuan smiled at them, slowly tore open the package, poured it into a water cup, went to the water dispenser to pour in boiling water, glanced at the two of them slowly, returned to the desk and sat down.

The medicine was still very hot, so Fu Hanchuan put it aside to dry first, then unscrewed the pipa syrup, the thick syrup entered the mouth, sweet and greasy, but a cool feeling entered the throat, and the throat felt much more comfortable immediately, and he didn't have the desire to cough so much .

Mo Feitong looked at the man's flirtatious actions, and snorted jealously and said, "You are enough, I can't stand it anymore."

Fu Hanchuan was in a good mood, so he didn't care about him, took a sip of the cold medicine, looked at Pei Xian and said, "Why are you here today?"

Pei Xian is usually a busy person, and it is difficult to get his company to come.

Pei Xian folded his legs and said lightly: "It's nothing, I just heard that your project has started and you are looking for a tourism image ambassador, so let me take a look."

Pei Xian is the president of Xian Entertainment Company, and if Mrs. Fu wants to hire an image spokesperson, of course she hopes to get one.

Mrs. Fu, the golden lump that many people are staring at.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him: "Your news is fast."

Pei Xian smiled: "No way, if I don't work hard, I will go home and inherit the family property."

The Pei family started out in real estate, but Pei Xian himself was not interested in the family business. When he was in college, he took the directing exam, and then opened a brokerage company by himself. Now it is a very powerful company in the entertainment industry.

Fu Hanchuan pulled the corner of his lower lip, then looked at Mo Feitong: "Then what about you?"

Mo Feitong played with his mobile phone and said with a smile: "I don't need to inherit the family property or start a business. I'm the one who has the most free time, so I'll follow you to see you."

Could it be that there are two elder brothers in the same family, who fight every day for that little family property, and he is the one who sees it the most, doing nothing all day long, and saying that it is good to be a playboy.

Fu Hanchuan looked at him and said he didn't believe a word of it.If Mo Feitong didn't have the skills, he wouldn't have quietly set up a manor and opened an entertainment club.

Pei Xian's purpose of coming here has been achieved, he looked at the time and said: "Okay, keep busy, I'll go and see Qiao Shen."

Qiao Ying was very angry. It seemed that he had to work hard from Qiao Shen.

When Pei Xian was about to leave, he didn't forget to take Mo Feitong with him, so he had to leave some space for Fu Hanchuan to feel the care and love that his little wife gave him, right?

Pei Xian thought silently, why didn't he learn how Fu Hanchuan pretended to be sick, so that Qiao Ying wouldn't be so angry, and could feel her care and love.

This doesn't seem right, Qiao Ying is a doctor, she knew at a glance, hey, she has a girlfriend who is too smart, she can't even pretend to be sick...

When Pei Xian went out with Mo Fei, the office finally became quiet.

Fu Hanchuan took another sip of the cup of cold medicine with a slightly sweet taste, and turned on the phone while lowering his eyes.

If it's blank, she won't say anything to him?

Su Xiang was correcting homework, the phone buzzed on the corner of the table, opened it, and Fu Hanchuan sent a message: The medicine has been received.

Su Xiang took the mobile phone and looked at the calendar hanging on the wall. She knew he had received it, and sent her a message by courier. Why did he send a text message on purpose.

But she still replied: Oh.

Fu Hanchuan faced the simple word "oh", she only had one word, is it gone?
Don't care about it, ask him if he has a serious cold, headache and fever?

Didn't ask him if he took any medicine?

The school for the deaf and mute that Su Xiang is in is on the outskirts of the city. When she gets off work, she sometimes buys some fresh fruits and vegetables at the vegetable market on the outskirts of the city, but today, as soon as she arrives, she rushes to the subway station gone.

When he got home, Fu Hanchuan hadn't come back yet.Seeing Mother Song, Su Xiang asked her if she had seen her marriage certificate.

Mother Song looked at her suspiciously and said, "Madam, I didn't see it."

Su Xiang was startled, this is impossible.

——Didn’t you change the sheets in the room?

Mother Song remembered, and said, "Madam, the sheets in your room are..."

Before she finished speaking, the door opened and Fu Hanchuan stepped in.

When Mother Song saw Fu Hanchuan, she swallowed back the words before she finished speaking.

Su Xiang always changed the sheets in the bedroom by himself. Mr. Fu didn't go to work yesterday, so he changed the sheets. When he came out holding the sheets with a dark face, she was surprised.

When Mother Song saw Fu Hanchuan, she immediately said, "The soup in the kitchen is still simmering, I'll go and have a look first."

After speaking, I immediately went to the kitchen.

Fu Hanchuan changed his slippers and came over, handed the suit jacket he took off to Su Xiang, and Su Xiang went to hang up his jacket silently as usual.

Fu Hanchuan stared at her back, so she didn't care, and asked if his cold was getting better?
During dinner, Fu Hanchuan said he had no appetite, and went into the study without even drinking soup.

Su Xiang fed Fu Ying, the little guy was chewing the rice, and said in a childlike voice: "Baby, eat and eat, you are very good, Baba, if you don't eat, you are not good."

Mother Song glanced in the direction of the study room, but luckily she didn't hear it. If Mr. Fu knew that he was complained about by such a young child, his face would be so long.

Song's mother said: "Madam, is Mr.'s cold serious? He is under such great work pressure that it will hurt his health if he doesn't eat."

Su Xiang's eyes flickered slightly. When he entered the door just now, he saw his brows were frowning, wondering if he had another headache.

Also, did he take the cold medicine she sent over?

After dinner, Su Xiang raised his sleeves and made him small wontons in the kitchen. Fu Ying surrounded her, stood on tiptoe and pulled the cabinet door to watch her make it.

It's good that Papa is sick, so Ma Ma will give him small wontons to eat.

You know, Su Xiang has been busy with APP matters during this period, and hasn't made snacks for a while.

The small wontons were ready, Su Xiang carried them to Fu Hanchuan, opened the door of the study, Fu Hanchuan was sitting in a chair, rubbing his forehead with one hand and thinking about something while facing the computer.

Su Xiang put the wonton in front of him, Fu Hanchuan looked up at her, moved the keyboard forward, and silently ate with a spoon.

Su Xiang glanced at his face just now, just looking at it like this, he couldn't see how his cold was, whether it was serious or better.

I don't know whether he took the medicine she bought or did he just throw it away?

When the words came to her mouth, Su Xiang held back and didn't ask, he likes to eat or not, anyway, her body is not her own.

With that in mind, she picked up the tray and turned to walk towards the door.

Before taking two steps, a man's deep and hoarse voice came from behind: "Wait a minute, press it for me."

Fu Hanchuan already had headaches, but now that he had a cold, the headaches became even worse.

Su Xiang massaged with moderate strength, and pressed on the acupuncture points. After her kneading and massaging, she will feel much more comfortable, which is more effective than taking headache medicine.

Su Xiang's footsteps paused, and when he turned his head to see him troubled by the headache, he finally walked back.

She stood behind him, pressing and kneading his temples with both hands.

Fu Hanchuan's tense brain was relieved, and then he slowly tasted the small wontons.

He didn't know that his beloved son was waiting eagerly in the dining room, waiting for his mother to feed him small wontons.

Fu Hanchuan's computer was still on, and his company's project plan was on the screen. Su Xiang happened to see it when he pressed it. Isn't the photo on it the travel expert she followed on Weibo?

That day at the Jin family's banquet, she heard him say something, and she was still wondering what he liked on her Weibo. She wanted to refer to the places that this expert had traveled to for a new trip. route.

Speaking of which, when did he find out that she had Weibo?

Su Xiang glanced at the back of the man's head, and couldn't help but press it hard. Fortunately, she didn't post any negative complaints on Weibo, nor did she speak ill of him, otherwise this man would definitely bother her again.

Fu Hanchuan had just swallowed a mouthful of wontons, but she pressed them so hard that the wontons almost swallowed directly.

He said in a deep voice, "Press it well!"

Su Xiang pouted behind him, then walked in front of him.

——When did you read my Weibo?
In order to prevent Fu Hanchuan from pretending to be confused, she pointed directly at his computer screen.

She had to know whether he only read her Weibo, or got the Weibo password too.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, sneered slightly and said, "Is there anything on your Weibo that I can't read?"

After finishing a sentence, Fu Hanchuan felt that he needed to explain that it was not that he paid special attention to her, but that he had the need to stare at her so that she would not feel that he cared about her very much.

He straightened his back slightly, made his posture full, and said, "I didn't even ask you when you made a Weibo. You don't know, as a member of the Fu family, you have to pay attention to your words and deeds? I don't care What can I do with you?"

After Su Xiang said that, he didn't want to say anything more.

I just sneered in my heart, people from the Fu family?Is she from the Fu family?

——Don't worry, there will be no videos of me gesticulating on Weibo, nor will there be photos of me.

She shouldn't have brought up this topic, she just had nothing to do to embarrass herself, just go back and change the password of Weibo.

Looking at Su Xiang's slightly changed expression, Fu Hanchuan knew that his words had touched her pain point.

But he is used to being superior, and it is impossible for him to lower his face in front of her.

Fu Hanchuan took a deep breath: "It's good that you know."

Then, he paused, then looked at Su Xiang again: "You follow his Weibo, do you really want to go out and have a look?"

Su Xiang was kept at home by his father since he was a child, and has been in Fu's house since then. He hardly went out to see the world. If he didn't yearn for it, how could he pay attention to other people's Weibo and see the world through their eyes.

She nodded, but only to look at it.

Those travelers can speak English, Chinese, and some can speak multiple languages, but she doesn't even have the most basic ability to speak.

With her like this, where can she go?

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the silent Su Xiang, lowered his head, took a bite of the small wonton, and suddenly said, "After a while, I'll take you to Spain."

Su Xiang was startled, thinking that he had heard wrongly, looked at Fu Hanchuan, and didn't even care about what he had offended her just now.

--real?
Fu Hanchuan glanced at her uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "What is true and false? Can my words still be false?"

Seeing Su Xiang's excited bright eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "For the sake of you being the hero of this project, it's okay to let you go out and have a look."

With his assurance, Su Xiang's mood suddenly improved again, and he walked out much more briskly.

Fu Hanchuan watched her back reach the door until it was covered by the door panel, and the corners of her lips curled up a little more.

This woman is really easy to coax, but she is just going out for a trip.

After a while, Fu Hanchuan was thirsty and went out to pour water. When he passed the living room, he saw Su Xiang cutting Fu Ying's toenails.

The little guy had just finished taking a bath, his fat and white body was wrapped in a towel, and his fat and tender feet were held in Su Xiang's hands. Every time he heard a click, he shrank his feet in fear, but also Don't dare to move.

Fu Hanchuan looked down at his feet in slippers, and walked to the kitchen without looking sideways.

After drinking the water, he thought of something, put down the cup and went back to the bedroom. When he came out again, he was already wearing pajamas and nightgown, walked to the living room with slippers and sat down.

The child was very active, Su Xiang didn't dare to be distracted, and was concentrating on cutting Fu Ying's nails when he suddenly felt the side of the sofa sink. Looking up, the man was half lying on the sofa with his long legs crossed, with one hand resting on the pillow. Behind her head, the end of her foot was tucked just behind her ass.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her without saying a word, picked up the remote control and changed to a sports channel.

Su Xiang was surprised. The workaholic Fu Hanchuan seldom watches TV. It seems that his headache is very serious today.

Fu Hanchuan stared at the TV, but kept glancing at the nail clipper out of the corner of his eye, watching her finish cutting his son's nails and smoothing out his burrs.

After cutting his nails, Fu Ying was finally free to shake his little hands and feet, and immediately got off Su Xiang's lap to play with toys. Su Xiang was about to put away the nail clippers when suddenly a big foot was placed on his lap .

Su Xiang looked at the indifferent man speechlessly, what was he doing?
Fu Hanchuan nodded his chin towards his toes, meaning to ask her to trim his toenails.

"It's a bit long."

Su Xiang squeezed the palm of his hand, wanting to throw his foot off.

Did you make a mistake!
Fu Ying didn't like to watch sports channels, and he didn't like the commentator's bloody commentary. He turned his head and looked at his mother with aggrieved eyes.

"Mama, it depends on Page."

The little guy likes to watch Peppa Pig the most, but the bad dad changed the channel for him.

Fu Hanchuan shook the remote control and said that if she didn't cut his toenails, then she wouldn't show him cartoons.

Su Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she would be able to go to Spain in a while, and this trip would require the man's permission, so she endured it, and trimmed it for him with nail clippers, Fu Hanchuan's satisfied brows slightly After a pick, the channel was tuned back.

The days went on so smoothly, and Mother Song was relieved to see that the young couple finally had the feeling of living in harmony.

You must know that the nerves are tense all day long, and you will grow old quickly.

There is no cold war or quarrel here, and at the Fu family's old house, Mrs. Zhuo Ya couldn't sleep at night because of her worries.

That night, Mrs. Zhuo Ya suffered from insomnia again, sitting in the living room looking at the photos of those famous ladies.

Jin Yuxin is not good enough, so she will find another one, in short, it must be someone who has a family background, knowledge and appearance, and everything is worthy of her son.

I just heard that Fu Hanchuan intends to take Su Xiang abroad for vacation.

For those two people, don't talk about going abroad for vacation before. When they first got married, they didn't even have a wedding banquet, let alone a honeymoon.

And now, actually said to go abroad for vacation?
It is said that mother and child are connected, but she can't understand her son now.

She didn't understand, did Fu Hanchuan fall in love with that dumb guy, and actually softened his heart?
No, it must not be so.

It must have been some trick played by the mute to get her son captivated.

Don't think that the woman is just dumb. As the saying goes, a dog that can't bark can bite, and it's this kind of silent that is the most insidious.

At the beginning, she was the one who climbed onto her son's bed full of scheming, and then was bitten by her tightly.

Her son can't really spend his whole life with a mute, let her destroy him!

Lao He saw the light on in the living room, so he came over to take a look, and saw Mrs. Zhuo Ya sitting on the sofa with her forehead propped up, and some documents were scattered on the coffee table.

He walked over and called softly: "Ma'am, if you want to rest, go back to your room and sleep. It's cold now, and it's easy to catch cold."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya just narrowed her eyes for a while, then raised her head when she heard the words: "It's okay, I'll sit down for a while."

Seeing Mrs. Zhuo Ya's frowning, Lao He glanced at the things on the coffee table and asked, "Madam, are you still worried about Mr. Fu?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya sighed, stretched out her hand to tidy up the documents, and said, "Otherwise, what else can I do?"

As the old saying goes, when you marry a wife, you should marry a virtuous one. If you find a daughter-in-law who doesn't like you, you really feel bad about everything you do.

Lao He thought for a while and said in a low voice: "Ma'am, there is something I forgot to tell you. When I went to pick up my wife at the subway station, I saw her getting off a Porsche."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya's complexion immediately became ugly, and her eyes became fierce.

"Why are you telling me now!"

The school in Su Xiang is not a good school, but there are people who can afford to drive a Porsche?

Old He said in a dilemma: "I see that Madam has been in poor health for a while, so I didn't tell you."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya pursed her lips, the problem now is not this.

She said in a deep voice, "Then have you seen who the owner of the car is?"

Old He didn't dare to say anything more, he only said that the owner of the car was a young man, but because of the light, he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya's gaze became fierce.

This mute, while bewitching his son, is still restless flirting outside!
"Have you told Han Chuan about this?"

Old He said respectfully: "Not yet. I think the wife may have just hitched a ride and didn't tell Mr. Fu."

"Hmph!" Mrs. Zhuo Ya snorted coldly, how far can it be from the school to the subway station, and can her legs be disabled?

Since I feel tired after walking a few steps, why go to work? It's better to stay at home, so as not to embarrass myself by going out!
(End of this chapter)