Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 99 No Lipstick Marks, Wipe It Clean
In a certain apartment, a certain variety show was playing on the TV, and only the MCs in the living room laughed awkwardly.

A woman was lying on the sofa, watching the program boredly, and glanced at the time on the upper right corner of the TV from time to time.

Finally, there was a sound at the door, and the woman immediately closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep.

The man held the car keys in his hand, and when he walked into the living room, he immediately saw the graceful body on the sofa.

Her long curly hair was scattered on the pillow, part of it was hanging down from the armrest of the sofa, her fair face was pure and plain, her sleeping face was delicate and simple, but she seemed to be sleeping with grievances, the corners of her lips were slightly curved.

The man put the keys on the coffee table lightly, bent slightly to look at the woman, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch the woman's nose.

The woman opened her eyes when she couldn't breathe, her eyes were clear, and she glared at the man coquettishly: "I hate it, you want to suffocate me to death."

Fu Zhengnan sat down on the edge of the sofa, Yu Cangcang got up and hugged his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

Fu Zhengnan patted her arm, pinched her chin with a smile: "Who told you to pretend to be asleep."

Yu Cangcang blinked his watery eyes, and said playfully: "How do you know I'm pretending to sleep, I really fell asleep, you just woke me up."

Fu Zhengnan pointed to the TV in front of him: "With such a loud sound, you can't fall asleep even with a little noise. Also, your eyelashes are still moving. How could you really fall asleep?"

Yu Cangcang pouted and let go of his neck, lay back on the pillow, picked up the remote control to turn down the volume of the TV, and gave the man a wronged look.

"There was a burglary in the building next door, and I was afraid to sleep alone."

Fu Zhengnan frowned slightly and said, "You don't listen to me telling you to move to a villa."

Yu Cangcang fiddled with his hair, and said with a lonely expression: "I live in a villa alone, so I'm even more afraid."

She is alone in the big empty house, and she hates that feeling of loneliness.

Fu Zhengnan was speechless, he picked up her drooping long hair, kneaded it with his fingertips and asked, "Go perm?"

Yu Cangcang laughed, sat up again, and fiddled with his long hair: "Does the new hairstyle look good?"

She not only permed her hair, but also dyed it.

The woman in front of him had the charm of a mature woman and the innocence of a young girl. Fu Zhengnan smiled slightly, and the few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes showed the gap between the two, but also added a mature charm.

"It looks good, but straight hair is more suitable for you."

Yu Cangcang pouted: "I've never seen someone who likes straight hair like you."

Every time she curled her hair, he would ask her to get it back.

Fu Zhengnan smiled and patted her on the head: "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

"No." Yu Cangcang glanced at him, then lifted his chin slightly in a petulant manner.

Fu Zhengnan patted her butt: "Hurry up."

Yu Cangcang kept talking, but he still sat up, rubbing his legs on the floor looking for slippers: "Didn't you have guests at your house today? Why aren't you full?"

Fu Zhengnan didn't speak, Yu Cangcang walked to the kitchen with his slippers on, and came out after a while with a bowl of sweet eight-treasure soup.

"Simmered for three hours on low heat, it should be very crispy, try it."

Fu Zhengnan picked up a spoon and stirred it. The Eight Treasures Sweet Soup had plenty of ingredients, various beans in it, and longan and white fungus.

Yu Cangcang is good at taking care of himself, he can do beauty treatments and also make his own soup.She is not like Zhuo Ya, she asks people to do everything she wants.

Yu Cangcang cooks by herself, cooking what she wants with her heart and time.

Fu Zhengnan took a spoonful and put it in his mouth. Yu Cangcang looked at him with crooked smiles: "Is it delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious." The man took a spoonful and brought it to the woman's lips. The woman swallowed it with her mouth open. Some of the soup got on the outside of her lips, so she wiped it off with her fingers without paying attention.

"Well, it's really good. It's better than the canned eight-treasure porridge in the supermarket." Yu Cangcang stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip, then nodded his head seriously, and praised himself.

Fu Zhengnan looked at her amusedly, said "Wang Po sells melons", then bowed his head and continued to drink.

There are too many differences between Yu Cangcang and Zhuo Ya.

Zhuo Ya always holds herself up and maintains her dignified demeanor, while Yu Cangcang, she can make people relax, gentle and playful, understands sex and understands men.

Yu Cangcang drank another spoonful of the sweet soup he brought over, knelt on his side and kneaded his shoulders, and said, "How is Miss Chang?"

"Huh?" Fu Zhengnan glanced at her sideways, "You also know Chang Yan?"

Yu Cangcang smiled and said, "I do intelligence gathering, how could I not know about it?"

"Miss Chang was originally going to be sent abroad to study, but Mrs. Chang was reluctant to let her daughter go abroad to suffer, and Miss Chang wanted to be independent again. That's why she went to Beicheng University, and it was not too far outside the border of Nancheng. I can see it all the time.”

"Miss Chang is very low-key when she comes to Beicheng. Few people know about it. She is a good student."

Fu Zhengnan listened silently: "What else?"

"What's more, Mrs. Zhuo Ya has been active among those wealthy wives these days, looking for a suitable wife for Young Master Fu. This Miss Chang was selected by her out of thousands of choices, but she is not the only one."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya is so shrewd. Chang's family background is not low, and she doesn't need to cling to anyone, so this Miss Chang is not a fixed number. There are other possibilities for Mrs. Fu's candidate.

"However, to be honest, if Young Master Fu and Ms. Chang can make... this strong alliance between the north and the south, then your Fu family will rise to a higher level. In the future, the position of the Fu family in Beicheng will hardly be surpassed by any family."

There was no other expression on Fu Zhengnan's face, he looked sideways at Yu Cangcang: "You don't seem to want them to succeed?"

Yu Cangcang stopped rubbing and rubbing, and rested his chin on his shoulder: "It has nothing to do with me whether they succeed or not. I mean, if Fu Shao and Miss Chang are married, Fu Shao will have Chang's family." support, what about 'him', what does he do?"

Fu Zhengnan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and Yu Cangcang said again: "Master Fu has a mother who is worried about him, but he doesn't have one. You want them to compete fairly, which in itself loses at the starting line."

Fu Zhengnan put down the spoon, said with a smile: "I put you by his side, didn't I ask you to advise him?"

Yu Cangcang smiled and said: "He is still older than me, I can't do this, and he won't listen to me."

"I'm just doing my job well. For the rest, it depends on whether your father loves him or not."

Fu Zhengnan took a deep breath, put his elbows on his knees, and watched the TV thoughtfully.

Yu Cangcang got off the sofa, glanced at the half bowl of sweet soup left: "Do you still want to eat?"

Fu Zhengnan withdrew his thoughts and pushed the bowl a little further: "No."

Yu Cangcang took the bowl to the kitchen, and when he came out, he sat on Fu Zhengnan's lap with his head resting on his chest.

The living room was quiet. The host of the news station spoke in a round accent, but his voice was too rigid.

She stretched out her hand and switched the radio station to a variety show channel again. Fu Zhengnan glanced at her, and Yu Cangcang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You are just too rigid, you always like to watch those boring news, and you don't like to laugh anymore."

She looked at his rounded chin, and stretched out her hand to touch it. The short mustache made her fingertips itch.

She said: "Old Fu, when I was with you, I was younger than Miss Chang. In a blink of an eye, I'm already 28..."

She was a little sad, leaning on his chest, looking at the new little flower on TV, just, her face was full of collagen, she was the same age as the flower, so beautiful.

Fu Zhengnan looked down at her, and squeezed her shoulder: "Why do I always like to talk about age recently?"

Yu Cangcang hugged his waist, inhaled the smell of his body, and said sullenly: "Maybe it's been too long, and I feel lonely."

"Regret?"

The woman in her arms shook her head, sighed softly and said, "How could I regret it. If I hadn't met you at that time, God knows what I would be like now. I would be very satisfied to be by your side."

"It's just old Fu, when someone can come to take over your shift, will you really take me out of here?"

The woman raised her head, frowning her eyebrows slightly, and the slightly swaying look of her eyes made people feel agitated.

Fu Zhengnan looked at the slight sadness between the woman's brows and was a little moved. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, moved down, and kissed her lips: "I have wronged you all these years. Don't worry, my promise to you, It won't change..."

……

North City University is a top university in China, and its major departments are ranked high in the country. Fu Hanchuan graduated from the Business School of North City University, and he gave a speech as an outstanding graduate that year.

After Fu Hanchuan took over the Fu Corporation, he reached a cooperation with Beicheng University to set up special scholarships, and the outstanding students were trained as Fu Corporation's think tank.

After another year's quota was confirmed, Fu Hanchuan shook hands with the dean, declined the proposal to have dinner together, and walked out after saying a few polite words, Qiao Shen will take care of the rest.

Although March [-] has not yet passed, spring has arrived.

Fu Hanchuan walked to the lake where he used to come often and sat down. The thin ice on the water surface melted, and when the wind blew, layers of ripples opened up, and willows brushed against his face.

Fu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, enjoying a rare moment of relaxation.

"Chang Yan, why didn't you agree to be my girlfriend, I have liked you for a long time."

A male voice came from the small forest behind him.

Fu Hanchuan's brows twitched slightly, and when he turned his head to look over, he saw two figures walking out from the small path in the grove, arguing and going out.

Chang Yan twisted her arm, freed the boy's fingers, and said in a soft voice: "Student Luo, please explain some reason, I don't like you, and I have never promised you anything. We have always been ordinary My friend."

The boy's expression was a little excited, and he said: "Chang Yan, I'm about to sign a contract with Fu's. Do you know that I can work in Fu's as soon as I graduate. I didn't dare to confess my love to you before, because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to treat you well." life, but it will be different in the future.”

"I will definitely treat you well, Chang Yan, believe me, I will definitely treat you the best!"

Being able to work in Fu's family means that he can afford a house and a car in this city. With a foothold, he has the ability to give his loved ones a good enough life.

Chang Yan was very helpless, she didn't understand how a good friendship would become like this.

People's couples broke up after graduation. Why did they come to her, but there was a graduate chasing after her to be together.

"Student Luo, I think you misunderstood. Who I will be with in the future is not whether this person can give me a good life, but whether I love him or not. I'm sorry..."

Seeing that she was leaving, the boy became even more excited, and grabbed her hand: "Chang Yan, don't leave, look at the flowers and rings I bought for you..."

Chang Yan's wrist was grasped vigorously, and her brows frowned: "Student Luo, you..."

"Your surname is Luo, right?" Fu Hanchuan walked in front of them, looking at the boy lightly, "Luo Ping?"

Fu Hanchuan has a vivid memory, and the only one named Luo is on the recommendation list of excellent students.

The boy frowned and nodded: "How do you know my name?"

Fu Hanchuan's eyebrows showed a cold look, and he said coldly: "Who told you that entering the Fu family will make you have no worries about food and clothing from now on?"

"I thought that entering Fu's should be devoted to new challenges. First the company has performance, and then you can have performance. And you have not signed a contract, and you are holding a blank contract to pursue girls. In my opinion , This is a fraud. It seems that you are not suitable for Fu, I should reconsider."

The boy was stunned: "Who are you?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her eyes, and said indifferently: "You are not worthy to know who I am. But I can give you a suggestion now, it is best to let her go, otherwise you will lose face when the security guards arrive."

Fu Hanchuan's aura was strong, the boy had scruples and was unwilling to let go of the love in his heart, so he turned his head and pulled Chang Yan and said, "Chang Yan, let's go, ignore this person."

Ever since Chang Yan had that dinner at Fu's old house last time, she has never forgotten about Fu Hanchuan, and she never expected to meet him here.

She stood still, broke away from the boy's hand and said, "I'm sorry, classmate Luo, didn't you ask me last time, who is the person I like?"

Chang Yan leaned towards Fu Hanchuan, put her finger on his arm, blushed but insisted on saying: "I'm sorry, the person I like in my heart is him. So it's impossible to be with you."

The boy seemed to be struck by lightning, he was stunned, and looked at Fu Hanchuan again from head to toe.

The man in front of him was imposing and well-dressed. Just the suit he was wearing was enough for his entire school year.

Not to mention the aura that emanates from him. This kind of aura is the posture of a perennial superior, which ordinary people don't have.

But at this time, his IQ is still online.

This man has never appeared by Chang Yan's side, so it is not ruled out that she just said casually in order to reject him.Seeing that her hands were still trembling slightly, it seemed that she said it boldly.

"That's impossible! You're saying that to refuse me, aren't you?"

Chang Yan frowned, it was true that she wanted to get rid of him, but it was also true that she liked Fu Hanchuan.

She bit her lower lip, suddenly stood on tiptoe, and quickly kissed Fu Hanchuan's cheek.

This time, all the courage in her life was exhausted, her whole face flushed red, and the tips of her ears looked like red peppers.

In the distance, Qiao Shen, who came out from the administrative building to find Fu Hanchuan, was also nailed to the spot, looking at the situation of the grove in astonishment.

What's the situation? Why are girls boldly kissing his boss?

Isn't the boss divorced yet?Fell in love with innocent female students again?

Qiao Shen had a complex expression on his face, he didn't have the guts to go forward, so he should not get involved in such private matters.

The boss is also really, it's already so chaotic now, why is he still confused with the female students, anyway, he doesn't want to get involved anymore.

Can't see can't see...

Qiao Shen forced himself to turn sideways, changed his original route, and walked towards the parking lot.

On the side of the grove, the boy looked hurt and turned pale.

"Chang Yan, I thought you were a different girl, but I didn't expect you, you..."

It's not surprising that girls like handsome and rich men, but it's not uncommon for some female students to be pampered and adopted as lovers for a better material life.

Some are too utilitarian and ambitious. Such girls are too strong, and he doesn't like them.

But Chang Yan was different, she only focused on her studies, she was gentle and quiet, as simple and pure as a piece of white paper, but she didn't expect that she was no different from those girls.

As soon as the boy's words came out of his mouth, he knew what he thought of him. Chang Yan blushed. She just didn't like to show off. How could she know that she was misunderstood like this.

"Do you know who she is?" Fu Hanchuan glanced at Chang Yan, then sneered and looked at the boy, "Her surname is Chang, and she came to chase girls without doing her homework. It seems that you are really not suitable to enter the Fu family."

"You're graduating with a master's degree this year, and I'll give you another suggestion, find another job."

……

In the end, the boy walked with his shoulders drooping, looking like he had suffered a lot.

Chang Yan smiled gratefully at Fu Hanchuan, and when she came back to her senses, she found that her hand was still in his arms, she immediately let go, and lowered her head shyly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu." After she finished speaking, she paused again, and then said, "Thank you for helping me out today."

With an indifferent expression, Fu Hanchuan took out a handkerchief and wiped his cheek, and said lightly, "It's nothing."

It was just to say a few words for the sake of the Chang family, and it was an insult to the Fu family that that person pursued girls in the name of the Fu family.

Chang Yan looked at Fu Hanchuan wiping his face, and his face turned red again just after returning to normal.

"Yes, I'm sorry, just now I was in a hurry..."

She was embarrassed to say the word "kissed you", but she didn't regret it.

Chang Yan secretly looked at Fu Hanchuan's face, feeling a little joy in her heart.

There is a fate between her and him, and he saved her.

"That person just now was my senior. I don't have much contact with him. For some reason, he just..."

Chang Yan didn't want Fu Hanchuan to misunderstand her, so she hurriedly explained.

"Such a boy puts too much energy on his studies, has obstacles in interpersonal communication, and is easy to get into a dead end. Ms. Chang pays more attention to making friends, so as not to get into unnecessary trouble."

Fu Hanchuan interrupted her indifferently, and threw the wiped handkerchief into the trash can. Chang Yan glanced at the handkerchief, opened her lips, and her eyes flashed with injuries.

She just kissed him just now, why did he lose it.

Chang Yan walked over and picked up the handkerchief again, wrapped it in a tissue and carefully put it in her bag.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her: "What do you do with the lost things?"

"It's such a waste to lose such a precious handkerchief."

Fu Hanchuan raised his eyebrows: "Miss Chang has a noble status, it's surprising that such words come out of your mouth."

The two walked side by side on the path, Chang Yan tied a strand of hair behind her ear, and said with a smile: "I don't have any status, it's just that I live a little better than others."

Fu Hanchuan sent people to the main road ahead, stopped his footsteps, and said to Chang Yan: "Miss Chang's low-key personality is certainly appreciated, but it's better to protect yourself first."

"Let's go first."

He nodded to Chang Yan, and continued to walk forward.

Chang Yan stood where she was, looking at the tall figure in front of her. After this meeting, she didn't know when she would see him again.

After having dinner at Fu's last time, she left his contact information, but she didn't dare to contact him rashly, worrying that he would think her frivolous...

Not wanting to just miss it, she mustered up the courage to catch up.

Fu Hanchuan paused, frowned slightly and looked at the woman in front of him. Chang Yan blushed and whispered, "Fu, Mr. Fu, you saved me just now, I...I want to invite you to dinner to express my gratitude."

Fu Hanchuan said indifferently: "No need, it's nothing, Miss Chang doesn't need to worry about it."

As he spoke, he bypassed Chang Yan and walked forward.

Chang Yan was rejected once, she bit her lip aggrievedly, but this time she didn't have the courage to catch up again.

Qiao Shen sat in the car and looked around, looking at Miss Chang who was about to cry in the distance.

His boss hurt the girl's heart not once or twice, but just now he looked ambiguous, really ruthless, ruthless...

Seeing the boss walking towards the car, Qiao Shen immediately sat up straight, started the car ahead of time, and waited for the boss to get into the car solemnly.

Fu Hanchuan opened the car door and sat in. While he was wearing his seat belt, Qiao Shen took a sneak peek at the boss's side face.

There is no lipstick mark, wipe it clean, hum.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Hanchuan noticed Qiao Shen's gaze and said coldly.

Qiao Shen immediately denied: "No, I'm looking at a tree over there."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him lightly, ignored him, leaned his head on the cushion and closed his eyes: "Drive."

Qiao Shen breathed a sigh of relief, stepped on the accelerator, only to hear the man next to him order again: "There is a person named Luo Ping on the list, and he will not be hired."

"Huh?" Qiao Shen was a little surprised.

The company has consciously cultivated these outstanding students since they were undergraduates. After such a long period of training, it is not a big waste of resources to say that they will not be hired if they are not hired.

Fu Hanchuan said indifferently: "In the future, we will add an EQ assessment for recruiting personnel."

Qiao Shen glanced at the boss from the rearview mirror, with a complicated expression on his face, but he answered in response: "Yes, Mr. Fu."

"Mr. Fu, where are you going next?"

Fu Hanchuan opened his eyes, glanced at the passing scenery outside the window, rubbed his forehead and said, "Tea Bay."

……

Chawan is the name of the apartment complex where Su Xiang rents.

This place is far away from the busy city and has a quiet environment. There is a tea garden not far away, hence the name Chawan.

Su Xiangjin went to open the door with his slippers on, not surprised at the man standing at the door.

She brought out the stewed hot soup from the kitchen, and sat down at the dining table like a man to eat.

Su Xiang squeezed the chopsticks a few times, can he stop treating this place as a private kitchen, and send her a text message to ask her to prepare something if he wants to eat.

Can't he dine in his company like before?

She was about to take an exam. So many things happened a while ago, and most of the homework I had memorized was forgotten. It was all due to sprinting with all my strength these days, and he insisted on making trouble.

Fu Hanchuan directly ignored her hesitant expression, and drank the soup slowly.

Su Xiang endured it, and finally couldn't take it anymore, put down his chopsticks and began to sign in sign language.

——The exam is coming soon. I want to spend more time reading. You should come back after dinner.

Whether it's noon or night.

It's easy for her to eat alone, just order a bowl of noodles or order takeaway.But Fu Hanchuan is a troublesome person, he doesn't like to eat takeaway.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her faintly: "What does the exam have to do with eating? Don't you eat during the exam?"

——I haven't written down many important points, so I want to endorse them.

"If you can't memorize it, it means you are stupid. If you can't pass the exam, it will be next year. An extra year is enough for you to review."

The light and fluffy words of the man almost made Su Xiang explode in anger.

He is used to being the only one who respects me, and never cares about others.

Su Xiang clenched her fists and picked up her chopsticks after thinking about it. She would have more time to read after finishing her meal, and arguing with him would only waste her precious time.

After Fu Hanchuan finished eating, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth. When he raised his eyes, he saw a small table on the balcony with her books on it.

He stood up, went to the small table and picked up one of the books, which had the key points circled with a marker pen, as well as the notes she had made.

The delicate handwriting is mixed among the standard fonts printed in ink.

There are only a few courses, so why be so nervous?

Fu Hanchuan turned a few pages, picked up a marker pen, and drew on the book.

When Su Xiang came out after washing the dishes, Fu Hanchuan was no longer in the room. Su Xiang looked down the balcony and saw him get in the car and leave.

Withdrawing his gaze, a book spread out on the desk was filled with a few more lines circled by red marker pens, Su Xiangzheng secretly scolded Fu Hanchuan for scribbling on her book, and after a closer look, it turned out to be a high-definition version summary!
She knew that Fu Hanchuan was a top student when he was a student, and Mrs. Zhuo Ya always looked proud when talking about Fu Ying.

Hmph, such a highly intelligent person...

Su Xiang twisted his neck and glanced out the window, sat down and took out his notebook, and quickly copied it down.

In the evening, when Fu Hanchuan came to eat again, Su Xiang took the initiative to bring out good food, and then took out another book and put it in his hand, with a marker pen on the page, the intention couldn't be more obvious.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, pushed the book back in front of Su Xiang, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, pointed at the table and said, "You want to bribe me to do things for you just because of this?"

In order to pass the exam smoothly, Su Xiang had to hold Buddha's feet temporarily, and this Buddha's feet were Fu Hanchuan.

--What do you want?
Fu Hanchuan ate his meal slowly, with an elegant demeanor, and a piece of fried cabbage made him look like an aristocrat.

He looked at Su Xiang and spit out a few words: "Look at your performance tonight."

……

Su Xiang was the last one to take a shower and tidy up the bathroom.

She put the change of clothes in the washing machine, picked up the hair on the floor and threw it into the trash can, and when she was tidying up the washstand, she looked at the extra men's stuff on it.

Originally, there were only her things here, but slowly, there were more razors, aftershave lotion, men's facial cleanser, face cream, etc., etc. here.

It's as if this place has become another Guva Road house again.

Su Xiang lowered his eyes, let out a light breath, and tidied up the bottles and jars before going to wash his underwear.

Fu Hanchuan leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, watching the woman sitting on a small bench, rubbing his clothes earnestly, her hands covered with foam.

Her hair was wrapped in a hair dryer cap, and a few strands of damp hair fell down and hung down her cheeks, and the dripping water wetted her pajamas.

Fu Hanchuan walked in, took off her dry hair cap, and took out the hair dryer to blow her up.

Her hair is thick and soft, never dyed or permed, so it is very smooth, and the touch of her palm is like silk.

Fu Hanchuan watched the soft long hair pass through his five fingers, and then hang down lightly on her back.

The white of the palm and the black of the hair formed a stark contrast.

As if he had some fun, Fu Hanchuan curled his fingers around her hair and then loosened it. The sound of the hair dryer buzzed in the air, as well as the slight sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

There is no gunpowder in the market, and there is no competition for fame and fortune.

Jing'an is good.

This kind of tranquility is good, and it can make a cold heart soften and soften without knowing it.

Su Xiang didn't know when Fu Hanchuan had this kind of fun again, so he glanced sideways at the man.

The hair poured down from one side of her, and her fair face was cast with a soft glow under the light, and the black pupils were dotted softly.

Because of her sitting posture, her skirt was slightly opened, revealing her beautifully shaped collarbone, and there were faint traces on her white skin.

Fu Hanchuan's Adam's apple rolled over, he let go of his hands, and hugged her up.

Su Xiang was suddenly picked up by someone in the air, her hands were still covered with foam, half-raised between the two of them, she looked at him in panic, but when she saw the heat in his eyes, her face turned red.

Wasn't he very tired during this time, did he make up too much...

……

After Chang Yi got off work, his wife Yang Yanqing took his briefcase and smacked in the direction of the bathroom, looking very distracted.

Chang Yi frowned slightly, and looked into the bathroom: "What's wrong?"

Gossip flashed in Yang Yanqing's eyes, and she whispered, "Yanyan seems to be thinking about spring."

Chang Yan has always been cared for by her family, and her two older brothers are too good. Although she is quiet, she has high vision. She has never been in a relationship since she grew up.

The bathroom door was open, Chang Yi walked over, and saw Chang Yan was rubbing a handkerchief in her hand, washing it extremely meticulously.

The gray and white handkerchief looks like a man's.

It was the first time that my younger sister fell in love with someone, of course Chang Yi was nervous, but he had to see who she liked first.

He took the handkerchief from Chang Yan's hand, Chang Yan was startled, when she saw the person in front of her, she blushed slightly and said, "Brother, you're back."

While speaking, she fixed her eyes on the dripping handkerchief.

Chang Yi shook the handkerchief, casually teased: "It doesn't belong to me, my younger sister has never washed the handkerchief for me."

Chang Yan blushed, snatched the handkerchief back, and rinsed the foam under the faucet: "Didn't elder brother have sister-in-law to wash it for you, it's not my turn."

"who?"

Chang Yan glanced at her eldest brother and sister-in-law, said a name in a low voice, and then asked with a blushing face: "Brother, can you help me invite Mr. Fu to come to my house for a meal?"

Fu Hanchuan declined her invitation, but if the eldest brother came forward, he would definitely be willing to come.

When Chang Yi heard Fu Hanchuan's name, he frowned.

He glanced at his wife. The younger sister has grown up, and it is not for him to ask about many things. She talks more to his wife.

Yang Yanqing said: "I attended a dinner some time ago and met Mrs. Zhuo Ya. She invited my younger sister to her house as a guest. It seems that she likes my younger sister very much."

Chang Yi frowned, not very agreeing: "Why didn't you tell me?"

"You are busy with the acquisition case, I told you to turn around and forget about it."

The man only pays attention to the big picture of his career and the trivial matters at home, and he didn't take it to heart when he told him once.

Chang Yi was blocked, so he didn't say anything.

Chang Yan looked at her elder brother's face and said, "Brother, you don't seem to like Mr. Fu?"

Chang Yi said: "Fu Hanchuan is very skilled in shopping malls, but as the other half, he is not suitable for you."

"why?"

Chang Yi didn't want to hurt the little girl's heart, so he took a deep breath and said patiently: "He had a wife once, and he also has children. As you are, you deserve better."

The Fu family has a good family background, but their Chang family is not yet ready to ask their precious daughter to be a stepmother.

Chang Yan didn't care, and said with a smile: "I've seen that child, it's very beautiful, I've never seen such a cute child."

Yang Yanqing knew the younger sister was in trouble when she saw her expression.

If other people's children are cute, they are just cute. The so-called love of the house and the crow, this is what can be tolerated in the eyes of lovers.

Chang Yan saw that her eldest brother's face showed no signs of relaxation, so she asked her sister-in-law for help: "Sister-in-law, you can chat well with Mrs. Zhuo Ya, don't you?"

Yang Yanqing glared at her, then turned to her husband and said, "It's okay to be divorced. Fu Hanchuan has no feelings for that woman, and it was the members of that family who plotted against him back then, so he had such a marriage history."

Chang Yi still didn't agree, he frowned, and said to the little girl with a gloomy expression: "You are still a child yourself, how can you take care of other people's children and mess around."

"Brother, Mr. Fu saved me, I want to thank him." Chang Yan shook Chang Yi's arm and acted like a baby, "Brother, you have often said, don't owe others favors, I didn't want to do anything, just Want to thank him."

The younger sister's intentions were obvious, and Chang Yi didn't want to agree. His wife gently pulled the corner of his clothes, signaling him to talk outside.

"You just came back, you haven't had dinner yet, I'll heat your dinner in the pot, let's eat first and then talk."

Outside, Yang Yanqing said to her husband: "You don't know your sister yet. She looks quiet, but she likes it, but she has patience."

"Don't just hit her. This is the first time she has fallen in love with someone. If you hit her hard, how can you explain to your parents if you never marry again?"

"You don't want her to be sad, do you?"

"You let her figure it out slowly, otherwise the more you object, the more energetic she will be."

Chang Yi frowned and asked: "Seeing what you mean, you seem to have a good impression of the Fu family?"

Yang Yanqing brought out the food and said: "The key is that the younger sister will marry well. Fu Hanchuan can keep a woman by his side for three years. I think he is a responsible man. If the younger sister can really marry With him, the future will be good.”

Chang Yi's eyebrows were not fully stretched. It is said that if Chang and Fu could get married, it would be a perfect match, but he always felt that he had wronged his precious sister.

Chang Yan came out after washing her hands, and wiped her wet hands directly on her elder brother's arm: "Brother, promise me, I'll make you your favorite eggplant."

Chang Yi looked at the extra finger prints on the clothes, and shook his head helplessly: "Girls, when did you become so unreserved?"

Chang Yan blushed and lowered her eyelashes. Ever since she met Fu Hanchuan, she also felt that she had changed.

She was never like that.

But that person...he didn't come to her, she waited for him for so long...

She finally changed her mind, and intuitively, she felt that this life was him.

She knew that there were many women who liked him, if she didn't take the initiative, she would miss him.

……

After Mo Feitong was discharged from the hospital, he recuperated in a manor in the suburbs.But he has always been a lively person, and he couldn't hold back on weekends, so he called Fu Hanchuan and Pei Xian over.

At this moment, Qiao Ying looked at Fu Hanchuan with a smile on her face. She heard something from Qiao Shen, which aroused her desire to gossip.

Isn't it funny enough that a person with such a low EQ actually evaluates the EQ of the people the company wants to hire?

She held her chin and asked, "Young Master Fu, is your marriage divorced?"

Mo Feitong was drinking tea, and the tea water shook slightly.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at Qiao Ying: "Are you too idle? You care so much."

Don't these people have any other fun in life?

Qiao Ying shrugged her shoulders, brought the tea to her lips, looked at him from above the rim of the cup, and said abruptly, "Oh, I just heard that a little girl kissed you."

"Pfft...cough cough..." Mo Feitong spilled his tea with one hand and coughed while clutching his ribs.

Qiao Ying patted him on the back to comfort him: "I said why are you so excited?"

Mo Feitong coughed and explained: "I just choked on it accidentally."

He looked at Fu Hanchuan: "You let another woman kiss you? Who is it?"

A cold light flashed in Fu Hanchuan's eyes, Qiao Shen!
No wonder his eyes were weird that day.

He briefly talked about Chang Yan's affairs, and frowned slightly.

Chang Yi's invitation letter was still in his briefcase.

After Pei Xian finished listening, she tapped her chin with her fingers and made a brief summary: "Oh, it turned out to be a story about a hero saving the beauty and a heart secretly wishing."

Qiao Ying thought of some unhappy things, and said disdainfully: "On this matter, what's the secret promise or not? Su Xiang saved Mo Sanshao, so he can't promise it with his body?"

"I think that Chang Yan has clearly taken a fancy to Fu Shao for a long time. You said that if she had a pockmarked face and a face full of acne, would she be able to kiss her?"

"Pfft...cough..."

Mo Feitong coughed again, and the backs of his ears were red now, what a silly metaphor.

(End of this chapter)