Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Fu Hanchuan curled his lips and smiled: "It seems that Mrs. Shen has already told you about it. I have also shown the photos to Miss Su. She also felt very surprised, so I have a look here."

Yan Gu's gaze fell on Su Xiang. After a long silence, he said, "What surprises Miss Su think?"

Su Xiang looked at him and said, "Mr. Yan should know too. My mother, Shen Yan, her date of birth and death are the same as those carved on your tombstone."

After Fu Hanchuan sent her the photo, she deliberately went to Shen Yan's cemetery, took the photo, and compared it with the one that Fu Hanchuan gave her. The date on it is exactly the same.

She took out the phone and showed the two pictures above. The only difference is that the picture taken by Su Xiang is a joint tomb with Su Mingdong's name on it.

Yangu glanced, his expression seemed to be colder, picked up the teapot to pour tea, and asked coldly: "What Ms. Su wants to say, I don't understand."

Su Xiang said: "Mr. Yan, don't you think it is weird?"

"Although there are many coincidences in this world, Mr. Yan, you also know very well that there is a reason why I have been looking for you again and again."

"I just want to know what is the relationship between Mr. Yan and my mother."

The voice fell, and the teapot in Yan Gu's hand fell heavily on the table, and Su Xiang was frightened by the muffled sound, not only because of the heavy voice, but also because of Yan Gu's sudden angry look.

He said coldly: "So, you let someone dig the cemetery, wanting to see what is inside?"

Su Xiang was taken aback, looked at him in amazement, then turned his head and glanced at Fu Hanchuan, completely unaware of what he was talking about.

"What, what!" Su Xiang jumped up, "I don't have one!"

How could she run over to dig people's graves, if she did, why should she rush here to ask what's going on? But her words were not accepted here at Yangu. He glanced at her coldly, then turned to look at Fu Hanchuan, his eyes were cold and sharp like a knife, his lips pressed into a straight line.

He gave an order: "Come in!"

A few tall security guards came in from the door immediately, almost blocking the sunlight at the door. The atmosphere in the house is not only stiff, but also very cold.

Upon seeing this, Fu Hanchuan sighed slightly, stood up and said: "So, Mr. Yan just now said that Mrs. Shen was hospitalized because of the sudden excavation of the cemetery?"

For everyone, the deceased is the big one, and it is safe to go into the soil. The old lady attaches great importance to the people in the tomb. If the tomb is dug up, she must be sad and angry, and it is reasonable to be sick.

He also somewhat understood why they were able to come in when Mrs. Shen was away, and it was Yangu who received him personally.

It turned out that he was waiting for the so-called "tomb thief" to come by himself.

It was also because of the sudden incident that Yangu removed his disguise and stopped circling them.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the security guards and said to Yangu, "Mr. Yan is fighting like this. It seems that we are the one who is determined to be the tomb robber?"

Yan Gu said: "The cemetery has been there for a few years and has been in peace, only you are the ones who have shown special attention to it."

"Besides" he paused, and his tone became colder. "The people invited by Mr. Fu were there for a long time. The cemetery was dug up after Mr. Fu found it. You say, I don't doubt you, and Who should I suspect?"

Fu Hanchuan nodded clearly, showing his approval, he said: "In this way, I really have the greatest suspicion."

"Can you ask, who is in that cemetery?"

Yangu sneered: "Why should Mr. Fu ask knowingly. If he didn't know what's inside, how could he find him in a hurry?"

The two parties were in a stalemate, and Yangu decided that they had dug the cemetery. Su Xiang squeezed her finger as if she had made some decision. She said, "Mr. Yan, I would like to ask, is Mr. Yan also here?"

Yangu glanced at Su Xiang. Su Xiang glanced at him, turned around and took out the **** flower picture from the bag she brought. She stepped forward and placed the picture on the thick pear wood table, making a gesture of invitation, and said : "Maybe the old Mr. Yan sees this painting, everyone can sit down and talk about it."

Yan Gu glanced at the painting enclosed in paper. After looking at Su Xiang for a few seconds, Su Xiang calmly said: "It's up to now, as if we have been standing on the opposite side and talking."

"I think Mr. Yan has always been wary of me, even hostile, because I am Su Mingdong’s daughter. With the demise of the Su family, Su Run has become disabled, no matter how Mr. Yan denied it, judging from the information I found , They are all inseparable from you."

"I thought, if I was not a dumb, a normal person at that time, or if I was also a man, my experience should be no better than Su Run?"

It's a bit ironic to say that her dumb illness actually helped her avoid a catastrophe. But from what she guessed, Yanlin's hatred towards the Su family, Yanlin can be kind and let her go. Or maybe it was because she had already married into the Fu family at that time, and it was difficult to move the Fu family with the strength of the Yan family.

No matter what, it is certain that the Yan family is hostile to her. If she does not showdown anymore, if Yan Lin thinks that she will retaliate for the Su family, then he will really attack her.

Yan Gu narrowed his eyes, Su Xiang looked at his expression, and before he could speak, he dropped a bomb. She said word by word: "If I said, I am not Su Mingdong's daughter!"

Yan Gu seemed to be shocked, his face was shocked, and his brows furrowed deeply. He looked at Su Xiang for a moment and said, "Miss Su, your amazing remarks are really surprising. You are not Su Mingdong's daughter. Whose is it?"

Su Xiang said, "That's why I want to meet Mr. Yan, so I can ask him, who is Ye Cheng?"

She pushed the painting forward, her eyes continued to stare at Yan Gu.

"Ye Cheng and my mother, Shen Yan, have a story. If Mr. Yan has never heard of it, I can tell it once in front of Mr. Yan, then Mr. Yan may wish to listen to it. Maybe some of them are not very complete. I hope that Mr. Yan will be old. Mr. can fulfill this story for me."

"As for why I believe Mr. Yan is here to find out, Mr. Yan knows." She once went to the door for a dish. Can't she explain the problem?

Yangu pursed his lips and looked at Su Xiang for a while. After a while, he picked up the phone and walked out. Su Xiang looked at his back, turned his head and glanced at Fu Hanchuan, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Hanchuan whispered in her ear: "Why are you so fierce that you have thrown out all the trump cards."

Su Xiang said: "If you don't make it clear, the two of us will be arrested and squatted at the police station."

Furthermore, she didn’t dare to say before because there was not so much evidence, and she could only rely on her own guess. Now that there is a photo of the cemetery and this painting by Ye Cheng, no matter how bad, she can take that old Mr. He Please also come here to confirm it in person. Under the certified physical evidence, even if she confessed to the wrong father, Yanlin will tell her the truth based on the relationship between Yanlin and Shen Yan.

After a while, Yangu came in with his mobile phone. He sat down on the seat and waved his hand. The security guards all walked out after watching him wink.

Su Xiang exchanged glances with Fu Hanchuan, both of them returned to their original positions and sat down, but no one spoke, and a dull atmosphere continued to spread in the room.

During the period, the servants came to change a new hot tea, Fu Hanchuan poured a cup for Su Xiang, Su Xiang was a little nervous, after taking a sip, he put it aside.

After some time passed, there was a deep sound from outside, and Su Xiang turned his head to look over, and saw Yanlin walking in with a black cane. He wore long clothes and trousers. The clothes were not any brand-name identifying status. They were very simple, so simple that they would not be reminiscent of this gray-haired man. He was a powerful character.

Su Xiang immediately stood up when he saw him: "Banquet boss." Because he is the owner of the pillow garden, she thinks it is better to follow the old name.

Yanlin took a deep look at her, walked to the sofa and sat down, and put his cane on the tea table.

Yangu only sat down after seeing him sitting down. Yanlin looked at Su Xiang, "Sit down."

After Su Xiang and Fu Hanchuan took their seats, the two of them didn't say anything. Anyway, everything started with that painting. Before he did anything or spoke, they all remained silent unanimously.

Yanlin glanced at them, and his gaze fell on the painting. Yangu looked at his expression and picked up the painting and unpacked it.

The hissing sound of the torn paper sounded in the air, stirring Su Xiang's nerves. She stared at Yan Lin closely, not letting go of any expression on his face.

The seal fell to the ground and all the paintings were revealed. Yanlin frowned and turned to look at Su Xiang displeasedly: "Miss Su, what do you mean by giving this painting to me?"

Su Xiang saw that his expression was wrong. If he was Ye Cheng, seeing this old work, it could not have been this reaction. She leaned forward to look at the painting, and Yan Gu turned the painting around.

Hibiscus!

Su Xiang was dumbfounded, what is going on, how could it be hibiscus flowers!

She quickly stepped forward and took the painting, and looked at it up, down, left, and right. She didn't have dizziness, just hibiscus flowers!

Fu Hanchuan only knew that Su Xiang had bought a **** flower picture from Old Man He, but the picture had already been sealed, so she didn't let her open it again.

He looked at Su Xiang. At this time, Yanlin's indifferent voice sounded: "Miss Su, do you think that this old man like me is very playful when you use this kind of trick in order to get out of trouble?"

Su Xiang looked solemn, she glanced at the painting in her hand, put it down, and raised her head to face Yan Lin calmly and said: "My painting was dropped by someone. Originally, it was a picture of **** flowers."

She regretted that she didn't take the photos to save. The camera has an influence on the color of the painting. At that time, she felt that this painting was too precious, and she was already in possession of it, so she was not willing to take it. Even when Fu Ying wanted to see it later, she took it apart carefully and wrapped it up again after a while.

Yangu snorted coldly: "I haven't seen your so-called Jiang Huatu, Miss Su can say anything."

Su Xiang said: "If I want to lie to the banquet boss, I can find someone to draw a picture of any **** flower, so why bother to find a hibiscus?"

"Besides" she looked at Yanlin, "Although I can't see that painting now, I have seen that painting and I know what it is painted on."

"A woman is holding a white **** flower, and there is a pair of eyes similar to me showing through the cracks of the flower." Su Xiang pointed to his eyes, reminding Yanlin of something.

She thought that Yanlin was willing to let her go at that time, and it might have something to do with these eyes.

Yan Lin closed her lips and looked dignified, without saying anything, Su Xiang continued: "The name of the painter is Ye Cheng." She clearly recited the time of painting and the image of the seal on it.

"I bought this painting from the dealer Mr. He Lao. He said that he bought it from Ye Cheng twenty years ago. Since then, that Ye Cheng has disappeared."

"If the owner of the banquet has an impression of this painting, he should know that what I said is not a lie."

Su Xiang looked straight into Yanlin's eyes, and added another sentence: "If the owner of the banquet is not interested in that picture of Jiang Hua, he won't come back right away when I talk about it, right?"

Yanlin looked at her silently for a while, with a smile on his face, he said: "Miss Su is bold and careful, and organized. If I don't admit it, I can't justify it."

"It's just Miss Su, based on a painting, why did you find me? I have seen that painting, but I don't own it."

Su Xiang said: "The owner of the banquet, because of a dish, I think you have a connection with my mother. Now, I have learned that there is a cemetery where my mother is suspected. I don't think this is just a coincidence. I think only the owner of the banquet can tell."

"If Mr. Yan could tell me who Ye Cheng is, I would also be grateful."

After speaking, Su Xiangjing waited for his answer, the atmosphere was more solemn than the time she had waited before, and she could even feel her heart beating fiercely.

There is only one step away from the answer she wants, as long as he speaks.

There was a longer silence than before, Yan Lin said in a deep tone: "Who do you think it is?"

Su Xiang looked at him directly and replied: "You."

The surrounding air seemed to sink with that word. Yanlin sneered, as if mockingly denied the answer. He said: "I'm just a cook."

Su Xiang expected that he would not express his stance easily with his caution, so he slowly revealed the entanglement between Ye Cheng and Shen Yan, as well as Su Mingdong.

She finally said: "Ye Cheng returned ten years later, intending to take Shen Yan away to fly high, but was found by Su Mingdong. Su Mingdong once again snatched Shen Yan from his hand, this time in order to completely let Shen Yan give up and cut it off. Their relationship, he hurt Ye Cheng, so that he can no longer pick up the paintbrush."

She looked at Yanlin's leg again: "Ye suffered a very serious injury and couldn't heal it. After selling the **** flower picture, he left Beicheng and never appeared again. Then, it was twenty. The story of revenge a year later."

"The story behind this is arranged by the owner of the banquet, I think, I don't need to elaborate on it, right?"

"Su Mingdong died tragically. Shen Yan died with him. The Su clan was gone. The Su family's old house was also razed to the ground. Su Run's wife was scattered and became a waste. Banquet boss, am I right?"

Yan Lin turned his head slightly, there was no expression on his face, but Su Xiang saw his clenched fist and his pale face.

She had said in such detail, unless Yanlin could say something else to convince her, otherwise, he could only admit it.

But he didn't say anything, so that Su Xiang was stuck there, which was depressing.

At this time, Yanlin stood up suddenly, and said with an angry expression: "Su Mingdong, that is more than guilty!"

Su Xiang was taken aback by him, she pressed her lips tightly and stared at him, waiting for him to say no more.

Yanlin’s chest was violently ups and downs, and the past that was pressing in his heart poured out like an avalanche. He said: “Thirty years ago, Yu Kelan married Qi Haipeng as a continuation, Zhuoya married Fu Zhengnan, But there is no way to get his love for a lifetime. And Shen Yan and Ye Cheng married, they could have become the happiest couple in the world!"

"Su Mingdong has been coveting Shen Yan for a long time. He robbed his love, marrying and arrogantly, living apart a couple of lovers, humiliating Ye and Shen's family. Can't this revenge be avenged?"

Yan Lin seemed to have lit a fire with fire in his eyes. He took a step forward and pressed in with a very furious manner. Su Xiang was shocked by his face and swallowed saliva. She did not expect that Yan Lin would get angry. That's it, it's magical.

Fu Hanchuan stepped forward and pulled Su Xiang back. Su Xiang took two steps back. Yanlin said again: "Ye Cheng has worked hard for ten years and painted day and night. He has broken his body, just to come back again. He could take her away, but what did he get! He was betrayed, interrupted, and disfigured!"

"He was abandoned in that waste tomb. He could only wait to die. If he hadn't been found out, he would have died there!"

"The fate of the Su family is completely caused by Su Mingdong himself!"

Facing Yanlin's glaring sullenness, Fu Hanchuan guarded Su Xiang behind him. After he finished venting, Fu Hanchuan calmly said: "Boss Yan, I can feel the grief you said. But you are facing it now. It's Su Xiang."

"Can you feel it?" Yan Lin asked sadly, glanced at Su Xiang fiercely, and turned his head, the breath still fluctuating after the furious.

That feeling is more painful than death.

Su Xiang's throat rolled up and down, the past that he could infer was one thing, and hearing those past events with his own ears was another.

Betrayed, interrupted, disfigured, life and death

She endured the choking in her throat and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I can feel it. Being betrayed, used by others, dumb, maybe even when I don't know it, I'm only a little closer to death."

Yanlin was startled slightly, turned his head to look at Su Xiang, his eyes fell on her throat.

Su Xiang said: "But all this, because of Shen Yan's protection, I can grow up safely."

"Mr. Yan, you love her so much, why don't you go find her, if you take her away, she might not die"

Su Xiang shed tears: "You think that she betrayed you for the sake of raising a child for that life, but have you ever thought about why I am a dumb?"

"Su Mingdong refused to want my daughter at all, not because she was born dumb, but because she was not his daughter."

Yanlin learned the news on the phone more than an hour ago, but he didn’t believe it at that time. He just came to see the painting and listen to what she wanted to say. When he heard it with his own ears, he was completely Was shocked.

He looked at Su Xiang up and down carefully, and said with trembling lips: "No, it's impossible!"

Su Xiang shed tears and tried hard to make himself complete. She said: "After she failed to elope with you, Su Mingdong locked her up. Two months later, she was found to be pregnant."

Yanlin stared at the door blankly for a while, the plantains outside were green and the wind passed, and the heavy leaves were swinging. Suddenly, the crackling raindrops fell, and the sound of jewels falling in the pan came in.

Yanlin recovered, and took a deep breath and said decisively: "Impossible, Su Mingdong can't let her give birth to his flesh and blood!"

With Su Mingdong's cruel heart, how could he let it go?

Su Xiang said: "Su Mingdong refused to have this baby, it was Shen Yan desperately begging him to keep her. She promised not to leave Su's house again, and Su Mingdong agreed to keep the baby."

"After the baby girl was born, Su Mingdong always thought of Shen Yan's betrayal of him when he saw this baby. That's why he dropped the hand and dumbed the baby. Or, Su Mingdong wanted to kill the baby girl. It was only discovered by Shen Yan and he didn't succeed."

"Later, the Su family collapsed, and Su Mingdong wanted to sell me. She knelt down to save me and begged him, promised to live and die with him, so I could"

Su Xiang didn't say any more, she turned her head and looked at Fu Hanchuan. After they died, she lost her last protection, and Su Run still sold her.

At this time, Su Xiang was already in tears, because of the emotional excitement, her body was trembling slightly, and her whole body became hot.

The wind and rain were violent outside, and there was no calm inside the house. Su Xiang sobbed: "Have you ever thought, if it wasn't for the flesh and blood of her beloved, how could she give her life to protect it like this?"

Yanlin opened his trembling lips and was completely speechless. Tears appeared in his eyes, blue veins stretched out of his forehead, and he stood straight there, digesting what Su Xiang said.

Even though Yangu had long cultivated the mentality of being unmoved under any circumstances, his face was still an expression of unbelievable at this time.

He once thought that Su Xiang said that she was not Su Mingdong's daughter, but because she was cunning, he thought that Shen Yan really betrayed Yanlin and hurt him deeply.

Yanlin staggered a few steps, and stepped forward, as if trying to see that face clearly from his vague eyes: "You really are"

He can't tell. The person in front of him is his daughter. He is already a useless person. How could he have such a big daughter?

Su Xiang choked and said: "If you were Ye Cheng" Shen Yan has only two men in this life, and the one she loves the most is always Ye Cheng.

Another line of hot tears fell, she stepped forward and grabbed Yanlin's arm, shook him and cried: "Why don't you come back to find her?"

Su Xiang felt uncomfortable, both for himself and for Shen Yan. If he was not so full of hatred at that time, Shen Yan would not die, and she would not experience those sufferings.

As soon as her nerves were relaxed, the whole person seemed to lose strength, holding Yan Lin's body with both hands and sliding down, Fu Hanchuan silently supported her, letting her lean against his arms.

Yanlin clenched his fist hard, and when he let it go, it seemed as if his whole body had relieved his strength. He stepped back a few steps and fell onto the sofa all of a sudden.

He looked remorseful and said with a deep sorrow: "Because I thought she had betrayed me, she said in front of me that it was her betrayal that my ten-year struggle would come to naught."

"It was she who brought Su Mingdong's people to our appointment."

"I originally thought that even if I couldn't avenge my revenge, I could still take her away. I didn't expect it to be her betrayal."

Su Xiang looked at him blankly with tears open, why? Shen Yan loved him so much and wanted to be with him desperately. She didn't even dismiss Su Run. How could she betray Shen Yan?

Could it be that Shen Yan desperately protected her in order to redeem her sin?

The sound of wind and rain never stopped, and an old voice came from the sound of wind and rain.

"because I"

Everyone in the room looked over and saw an old lady in a wheelchair being pushed in. Excessive wind and rain, the umbrella could not cover, the old lady's hair and clothes on one side were soaked. I don't know how long she listened outside and how much she heard.

Yan lonely stood up and strode forward and said: "Old lady, why did you come out of the hospital?"

"It's not in the way." The old lady waved her hand and gently shook her head. She glanced at Yan Lin and said: "You hurried away in the hospital, and I knew you were hiding something from me."

She looked at Su Xiang, her trembling hand stretched out, and her muddy eyes with tears carefully looked at her: "Are you Xiao Yan's daughter?"

Su Xiang walked over and squatted halfway in front of the wheelchair, looking at this old lady who was somewhat familiar.

Mrs. Shen, then she is Shen Yan's mother, her grandmother?

Mrs. Shen's wrinkled hands gently stroked Su Xiang's tearful cheeks, and lightly stroked her eyelids: "Like, your eyes are really like her."

Su Xiang choked and nodded. At this time, she couldn't say anything, sobbing sobbing.

She didn’t know it would be like this on this day. She spread out the past and saw another person related to Shen Yan in this world, another of her relatives.

The room was quiet, and there was only the cry of sobbing. Fu Hanchuan looked at the soaked clothes of the old lady Shen, went up and helped Su Xiang up and said: "Let the old lady go and change clothes first, what's next Speak slowly."

Su Xiang nodded, and the servant came over and pushed the old lady Shen to change clothes. After a while, the old man was pushed out again, her face was still not very good, but she still worked hard to hold on to her spirits.

Yangu took the wheelchair from the servant, pushed the old lady Shen to the edge of the sofa, poured hot water for her, and poured medicine out of various medicine bottles and handed it to her: "Old lady, take the medicine first. NS."

The old lady Shen glanced at Su Xiang, and Yiyan took all the medicine. She closed her eyes and was silent for a while. While digesting the pills, she was also collecting memories from 20 years ago.