Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Fu Hanchuan hung up the phone and sat in the car waiting for Su Xiang to come.

He put one hand on the steering wheel, lit a cigarette when he was bored, and looked at his watch by the way. It takes about five minutes to walk from Xiangyuan to this intersection.

The smoke simmered in the car, and soon the smell of smoke filled the car. Fu Hanchuan opened the car window and let the smoke out.

A beam of light from the street lamp was cast down, and a corner of the car window had an aperture cast by the shadow of a lamp. The warm yellow color brought warmth and loneliness to this small world.

If there were two people, they would never feel lonely, Fu Hanchuan thought.

This reminded him of many years ago, when he was still young. He dated Lu Weiqi, and sometimes parked the car not far from her home and waited for her to come.

She always dressed very beautifully, exquisitely and elegantly, and her smile seemed to be thoughtful. When she looked at him, her smile was a little bit shy and proud.

This was very appetizing for him, so at that time he was obsessed with her and even thought of marrying her.

Now that Fu Hanchuan thinks of those things, he feels that Lu Weiqi is false and that she is not real enough.

It is said that in front of the people they like, both men and women will carefully package themselves, present the good side to each other, and store the shortcomings. Therefore, many people will not expose their nature until they get married, and then they will have the misfortune of their marriage.

How can people who really want to live together live with their hypocrisy? Sooner or later, the illusion will be revealed and the real face will be revealed.

Fu Hanchuan thought of the beginning of herself and Su Xiang. When she married him, all her shortcomings were all bad. Her silence and her patience made her seem to have no sense of existence in the Fu family, which made him gradually put down his guard, it was the same when she did not exist, but it was only that.

It's like putting an ugly, out-of-fit piece of furniture in the house, but now that it's bought back and placed there, I'm getting used to it when I see a lot of people going in and out.

He thought, as long as she didn't go out and cause him trouble, she was ridiculed anyway, and he couldn't change it.

She gave birth to a baby, and there was a little baby in the house, always crying. At that time, their husband and wife still slept separately. The soundproofing of the Fu’s old house is not so good. The child cries in the middle of the night, and he can hear the cry next door when it is deep.

But she was a mute and couldn't hear her coaxing the child, but the child cried loudly and it took a long time to stop. He had to cry several times a night, and he couldn't sleep well, and he had a bad temper every day. But her complexion is even worse.

She gave birth to a few laps of fat, and she was a few laps thinner, her face was pale, her eyes were black and she was ugly like a ghost.

Later, at night, the child's crying time became shorter, and he thought that she was probably proficient in how to take care of the baby. This was nothing, there was a process.

But one night, she suddenly ran over and knocked on his door, gesticulating what she wanted to express. He couldn't understand what she was talking about.

At that time, she was afraid of him, very scared, and never took the initiative to speak to him, but that day she actually took his hand and went into her room.

He thought she couldn't hold back, and ran over to seduce him, but it turned out that the child had a fever, and she was very afraid that she could only come to him.

The Fu family looked at her coldly, when she did not exist, including himself, but at that time, she actually thought of him for the first time and asked him for help.

He took the child to the hospital overnight, and she followed, wearing pajamas and slippers, with a coat outside. She was very embarrassed, and she didn't look like it.

It was impossible for the Fu family to show such embarrassment at any time, but at that time, he only saw her at a loss, and her care for the child.

She tied her heart to the child and watched the doctor examine the child. She didn't dare to blink her eyes, her thin body arched in horror and her body was tight.

He thought, she was probably afraid that the child would have a problem, and she was going to drive her out without relying on the Fu family.

He thought of her tragic life as a child, and seeing her nervous and cautious, he felt that she was very pitiful, but the fate of an adult was tied to a two-month-old baby.

Normal people have compassion. Fu Hanchuan is not abnormal, his heart is softened a bit.

It is normal for the child to have a fever. After the doctor's examination, the doctor does not recommend the use of medicine. The child will be physically cooled, rub the body with alcohol cotton, and teach her to give the child a massage. She learns carefully. Later, he saw a pamphlet on her bedside, which was full of precautions and various massage techniques.

After Fu Ying fell ill for the first time, Mr. Fu felt that he would pass his illness to Fu Ying, so he asked them to move out.

In smaller villas, the two met more often, and they often saw her holding Fu Ying around the house to coax him to sleep.

She still couldn't sleep well at night. Sometimes she sat on the balcony with her baby to coax him, and then fell asleep. The golden sun spread on her face, her pale face was more moisturized, and the little baby slept quietly in her arms, plump and plump, and her face was bulging like a glutinous rice ball.

Her arms are thin, holding a fat baby, he feels that he will crush her arms, or she will let go in her sleep. But she held it steadily, the child moved, she would pat unconsciously, and the child became quiet.

The picture is very quiet and soft. He doesn't catch his eyes anymore. He even has a strange feeling in his heart. At the same time, he knows that he doesn't reject this feeling. But he never thought about it. He only felt that habit was natural. The children have been born and they have been married for a year. Can he still not get used to it?

Later, he actually observed her, and occasionally glanced at her when eating, on the way to the kitchen to drink water, or when leaving the house in the morning.

He thought, there are only three adults with the maid in this house. Wouldn't it be possible to see an old woman without looking at her?

But he faintly changed his original thoughts. She didn't take advantage of her son's foothold in Fu's family to be so nervous about the child, it was a feeling of being dependent on each other.

If she wants to gain a foothold in Fu's family, the most reliable thing is not to use the child, but to cling to him. What could be more secure than keeping her husband's heart?

You must know that if he is not satisfied with her, he can divorce her and marry another. At that time, Mrs. Zhuoya had already started arranging other women to approach him.

But she didn't care much about anything else, she didn't please him. He treats her as non-existent, and she treats him as non-existent, she is only at heart with a little baby.

At that time, he felt that the big Fu's family again, she was alone and very pitiful.

A few years later, Fu Hanchuan would sometimes think that Fu Ying had a deep relationship with her, probably from the mother's womb, because at that time, they really depended on each other.

The soundproofing of the new villa has been improved. When the door is closed, the crying of the child cannot be heard, but he always hears cries vaguely in the middle of the night. He wakes up and listens carefully. But he knew that the child would definitely cry in the middle of the night. It was either uncomfortable or hungry after urinating. Anyway, he had to toss several times a night, and he heard the experience.

One day when he woke up in the middle of the night and did not fall asleep, a ghost pushed her door to her room. There was a dim light in the room. She sat on the bedside in a daze, holding her son in her arms, her pajamas ajar, she Breastfeeding him.

He married her, but never touched her again. That day he turned around and left as soon as he breathed tightly, but she was completely awakened.

She was frightened and looked at him blankly, her panicked eyes looked like a frightened deer, but she wanted to be swallowed by someone.

The child fell asleep after eating and breastfeeding, but he didn't leave that night. He asked her in her room. She didn't resist or enjoy it. She was a little bit at the mercy of others.

When he woke up the next morning, there was no one beside the bed, the child was not in the room, and the crib was empty. He saw the note she left on the bedside table, which meant that he would not ask her in this room in the future.

Later, he didn't want her in this room. He went to his room. After the end, she took a bath and then went back to her room. She was not too troublesome to go back and forth.

Later, Fu Ying was weaned and arranged a baby room, but this habit has been retained. They live in the same room, but sleep in separate rooms.

He began to ponder her, it turned out that she was not at the mercy of others, and she was still very stubborn.

Under the light, the man’s fingers were holding the cigarette, and his blurred eyes stared at the halo in front of him in a daze.

If someone could tell him earlier, when a man starts thinking about a woman, it is the beginning of his heart, and he will definitely not treat her like that.

He has obviously been in love, but he has never had such experience. He probably agreed to Qiao Ying's meaning. He is used to being pleased by others, so he has never tried to figure out love.

Fu Hanchuan took a breath of smoke, raised his eyes, and saw a slender figure coming out of the intersection. She was wearing a long knitted coat, and the corners of her walking room were criss-crossed, exposing her cotton pajamas. The pattern of flowers and grass could be vaguely seen on the pajamas. There were a pair of cotton slippers under her feet, and her hair was half-dried on her head.

She walked slowly, her eyes drooping, as if she could fall asleep on foot.

Fu Hanchuan saw her sleepy appearance and suddenly smiled, and her dull heart suddenly healed.

She didn't dress up like Lu Weiqi, showing her exquisite and beautiful side, but from his point of view, she felt that she was unpretentious and showed him the real side.

What a man looks at a woman depends on how he looks at the woman. Some men feel that it is disrespect for a woman to come out to meet people without dressing up, but in Fu Hanchuan’s view, she doesn’t care about her image, she treats him as her own, and in front of her, she doesn’t need to be careful. decorative.

Fu Hanchuan smiled at the corners of her lips, watching her walk over with a yawn, he put out the second cigarette **** in the ashtray, opened the car door and got out of the car, then walked around half of the car and opened the car door of Fu driver's seat.

Su Xiang walked to the side of the car, but did not get on the car as Fu Hanchuan wanted.

She just came to see the important things he wanted to show her, and went back after reading it.

Su Xiang looked up at Fu Hanchuan's slightly frowned eyebrows. It seemed that he disturbed her sleep and made her uncomfortable, and she looked a little impatient.

Su Xiang asked: "What is it?"

Fu Hanchuan said: "Although I don't mind if you open up the most truthful side to me, it's not safe to be outside. It's better to wear more clothes when you go out."

Su Xiang glared at him, and said in his heart: I was going to go to bed, but you insisted on asking me to come out and made an appointment at the intersection. If I am really worried about security, I should change it to tomorrow. Besides, the public security management here is very good. The surrounding area is monitored, and there are security patrols every hour. Another road is the public security bureau. Whoever is so courageous is committing crimes under the nose of the public security.

But Su Xiang didn't talk back, she was sleepy and didn't want to talk.

Looking at her with her shoulders hanging down, Fu Hanchuan was in a daze, probably because she was too tired during the day. He pushed her shoulders into the car and said, "There is a night wind, say from the car."

Fu Hanchuan sat back in the driver's seat, but did not say anything, but drove the car out.

Su Xiang became energetic, staring at the street lights passing by, and the familiar community environment was far away from her.

"What are you doing, take me there?"

Fu Hanchuan took the time to look at her and gave her a soothing look. He said, "Don't worry, I won't sell you."

Su Xiang thought, maybe the thing for her is not convenient to put in the car, so he will send her to that place now.

She relaxed, leaning her head against the car door and closing her eyes. Today, she was nervous for a day and drank so much alcohol. When she relaxed, she wanted to sleep.

After some time, she felt someone touching her hand. The palm of her hand fell on a wide hand, the palm was dry and warm, and the skin was slightly rough, and she rubbed the back of her hand with her thumb.

With this feeling, she woke up all of a sudden, only to find that the car had stopped and her hand was falling in Fu Hanchuan's.

The man lay on his side, his left elbow resting on the steering wheel, his fingers supporting his forehead. He lowered his eyes, held her in his right hand, and looked at her hand seriously.

The man’s head is drooping, the washed hair is fluffy, a few strands of hair hang down on his broad forehead, the thick eyebrows are half-hidden in the forehead, the hair at the temples is trimmed cleanly, and the ears are exposed. The upper part of the ears is almost as high as the eyebrows, um, it seems even more. A little bit higher.

According to the fortune-telling book, the person with high ears is Ji Xiang, um, Fu Hanchuan has always been good for life, except for meeting her dumb.

Su Xiang frowned, what's so nice about her hand. She pumped, and the man added some strength to keep her from pulling away.

He knew she was awake.

Su Xiang didn't move any more, waiting for him to speak. She turned her head and took a look at the surrounding environment and found that it was in Chang'an Park.

Chang'an Park is a very old park. It was built around a lake and allowed to drive in at night. It used to be a place where many couples went out for dates. However, a Disneyland was also built in North City, which gradually fell into the cold.

The park was quiet at night, and there were no people in the cold weather. The Ferris wheel in the distance stood alone there, and a huge disk accompanied the moon in the sky.

Did Fu Hanchuan hide things here? Or did you date someone to meet here?

Su Xiang was confused and turned to look at him.

In order to save resources, the park only turned on street lights. In the dim light, his skin looked very white, his nose was tall and straight, and his drooping eyelids concealed his sharp gaze, making him look soft.

Su Xiang didn't know why he was holding her hand and not speaking. When he was about to speak, the man raised his eyelids and stared at her deeply.

Su Xiang was startled, she was completely unaccustomed to his affectionate gaze, her heart trembled, and she forgot to withdraw her hand.

The man's thumb was rubbing against the back of her hand, and it was numb.

"Fu Hanchuan"

"Su Xiang, you are expensive."

The two spoke at the same time, Su Xiang was taken aback again, the man softly whispered, the low male voice resembling a plucked cello string, cut the air, the sound wave was fleeting, but clearly fell in the ears .

Su Xiang looked at Fu Hanchuan, frowning. This time, she pulled her hand back vigorously and looked down.

The skin on the back of her hand was rubbed red by him.

Her expression didn't mean to be moved. Instead, she became cold. She said, "Fu Hanchuan, didn't you know it when you were in Kuala Lumpur?"

In Kuala Lumpur, at the Yanjia, they heard the complete story, and Fu Hanchuan knew Su Xiang's life experience.

At that time he also said that he would not touch her anything but her, which made her disgusting.

"Why, seeing today's banquet, I was recognized in front of everyone, and I was completely certain of my identity, did you think it was the dust settled?"

It is one thing to recognize one's relatives in Kuala Lumpur, but it is another thing to be recognized in front of everyone.

In the eyes of others, she became the daughter of the Yan family, and she was naturally expensive compared to the daughter of the down-and-out Su family. When Su Xiang was toasting with the distinguished guests, he could also feel the difference in their eyes.

But Su Xiang didn't feel any difference in her identity. She was still surnamed Su and did not change her identity. Apart from a few more relatives, she would not change anything.

Listening to her cold tone, Fu Hanchuan's lips curled up, watching Su Xiang's gaze softly, he still grabbed her hand, squeezed it in his palm, and said, "What I said is expensive, not yours. identity."

"I said you are expensive, it is you as a woman, you are expensive."

Su Xiang frowned again, just thinking that he was weird tonight. Didn't he take the wrong medicine?

She said: "Fu Hanchuan, are you ill?" Otherwise, what nonsense are you talking about here?

He Fu Hanchuan would talk about a woman, saying that Su Xiang is expensive?

When he bullied her, he didn't say that she was expensive.

Fu Hanchuan circled her hand, the corners of his lips were still slightly curled, and he seemed to be in a good mood. He looked at her slender wrist, her pink palm, and her fingers were as white as scallions.

He said: "Su Xiang, I never thought of this before. I think you are my woman. This will never change. You are mine and mine, so I don't think you are expensive. I just miss you. Come back to me as soon as possible and return to the original place."

"But you have your own thoughts, your pride, your dignity, and your care. I used to think I respected you enough, but I have to say so deeply."

He paused, didn't go on talking, and cut points when he said it, which made her hate it.

Respect to make a woman happy is to make her happy. That's a small sentiment, and true respect shouldn't be like that. He couldn't say exactly what it was.

Respect is the word respect and importance when taken apart. He understands it this way.

She is a book he can't finish.

When I look at it, I don't see it at first glance, but when I look at it, I think she looks good. She is beautiful, intelligent, gentle, generous, considerate, and self-motivated. She is independent and refuses to depend on men. She is strong and resilient. In short, she is good at everything.

To him, she is the most important person to him, the person he wants to hold hands for his entire life.

Fu Hanchuan looked at Su Xiang. She married him when she was twenty and left him the best years. If life were a flower, she withered in Fu's house.

But now, after so many years, her face has not changed much, her skin is moist and fair, her eyes are clear, she is proud, and it is many times better than before.

But this was not maintained in his hands.

He was full of jealousy when he admitted her changes. Under jealousy, he was determined to be better than that person.

If it's not better, how can he let her go home?

He can't tell her arrogantly that the golden and silver kennels are not as good as their own dog kennels. His home must not be a place where she does not want to come back.

He couldn't coax her to say that he had cleaned up this house, and he could sit back and relax as his wife after returning home.

In Fu Hanchuan's cognition, Su Xiang is his wife, and this has never changed. Otherwise, she will not remarry her after she is gone, she can't escape his palm.

But in Su Xiang's cognition, the Fu family hurt her. There was the place where the sword was deployed. He was also one of the people who hurt her. She was afraid and avoided by instinct.

He personally complained that if she came back, they would be able to face all difficulties together, and he would not be so tired if the husband and wife worked together.

But why does he think so?

He never gave her a sense of security, but he thought he was responsible for her and wanted her to come back and face all this?

If it were him, he would not ask for trouble and spoil his peaceful life.

If it were him, he would stay away.

What Qiao Ying said was right, what he didn't have, Qi Lingyang had.

The Fu family does not have the peace of the Qi family, and Fu Hanchuan does not have the patient care of Qi Lingyang for her, whether it is patiently cultivating her abilities or patiently cultivating their feelings.

Fu Hanchuan held Su Xiang's hand, lowered his eyes and slowly said: "The Fu family is a bad cup of water, which can not nourish beautiful flowers. Therefore, you can only wither in the Fu family. But in the future, I will give it again. You are a different home, you are here with me, a place where you can rest assured."

Fu Hanchuan thought, no matter how strong she is, she must always be someone she can rely on with peace of mind. What he wants to do is someone she can rely on with confidence, not someone she wants to hide when she sees it.

But he had been a knife bearer and hurt her. She was scared when she saw it. What should I do?

He held her hand and kissed his lips, this realization made him flustered. What should he do to let her put her guard down, trust him, and accept him again?

Su Xiang looked at him, still thinking he was weird.

He had never spoken to her like this before, he kept stabbing her with a poisonous tongue, without tenderness at all.

But his sudden gentleness made her a little horrified, but he suddenly seemed to panic again. What's so scary about him?

Fu Hanchuan, the number one in the world, what can make him panic?

At this time, Fu Hanchuan's eyes became firm again. He looked at her and said slowly and firmly: "I will definitely make you the most precious woman. It makes you feel that being my Fu Hanchuan's wife is a piece of cake. A proud and happy thing. You can tell the world, I, Fu Hanchuan is your man."