After Wan Wei said coldly, she turned back to the agent and the assistant and said, "Please go out first, I have something to say to Vicky." ”

The agent smiled: "Okay, Mrs. Lu, then you can talk slowly." ”

With that, he went out with his assistant.

Seeing that the door was closed, Wan Wei put her cold gaze on Lu Weiqi's body, and said sternly again: "Weiqi, how many times have I told you, you have to concentrate on dancing! Concentrate! Your body must not be damaged in the slightest!"

"Mom, I know. Lu Weiqi frowned slightly, sat back in the chair and removed her makeup.

Wan Wei glared at her: "Really, I see that your heart is getting more and more not here." If Fu Hanchuan didn't come, you would have lost your soul! Don't think I don't know, it's because of him that you're out of order today!"

Lu Weiqi's hand paused, then continued, and said lightly: "Mom, I didn't, I was really just careless." ”

She pursed her lower lip, her feet moved her toes slightly, and her eyebrows were a little worried.

"There is no best. Wan Wei glanced at her and sat down on another seat next to her, her face less stern.

She picked up a bottle of makeup remover on the table, pulled out another cotton pad, pinned Lu Weiqi's face, and slowly wiped her up: "Weiqi, it's not that your mother wants to be strict with you, your mother is a person who has come over, and she knows what is best for you." ”

"Women, don't feel that you have a man to rely on. Love can't be eaten. Only if you are strong enough, what you have is completely your own. ”

"Back then, I was also carried away by love, and with you marrying your father, I ruined my dance career, but what happened?"

"The Lu family said that he would fall, and he still wanted you to marry Fu Hanchuan to save his career. If you had married Fu Hanchuan at that time, would the applause you hear now still belong to you? You can only look enviously at others standing on the stage with radiance. ”

"Lady Zoya is now bent on wooing you, because you are now standing on the highest stage, because you are better than that mute, and no one can look down on you anymore. What did she do to you before, have you forgotten?"

Lu Weiqi quietly listened to her mother's teachings, and her eyes fell on her delicate face.

She is no longer young, and when you look closely, her skin begins to sag, and the corners of her eyes have fine lines that cannot be hidden.

Ever since she was a child, she has always looked at her mother's stern face, and she has barely smiled in her memory.

She has been listening to these words since she was a child.

Her mother, who was also a dancer back then, was well-known in the ballet world. But when her career was on the rise, she met Lu Lengquan, her father, and the two fell in love.

In order to give birth to her, she lost her dancing life and pinned her own unfulfilled dreams on her.

Lu Weiqi lowered her eyes and said softly: "Mom, you told me at the beginning that when I become famous, I will have everything." Mom, now that I'm famous, can I go find what I want?"

Wan Wei's eyes fixed on her, then moved away, and casually threw the cotton pad into the trash. She said: "Then do you know, when you are standing at the top, how many people want to pull you down, how many people want to replace you?"

She took Lu Wei's hand, walked to the window of the dressing room, pulled the curtains, and looked outside.

In the dark night, the road ahead was wide, and there were more lights on the flat ground than the stars in the sky.

In a shopping mall building in front, Lu Weiqi's print advertisements in tutus occupy the entire electronic wall, not to mention, those bus stops and subway stations are almost all her advertisements.

"Look at these shiny places, they are all places that they want to go to even if they break their heads. You yourself know best how much effort it took you to get to this position. ”

Lu Weiqi looked at the shiny poster in front of her, and her fingers slowly curled.

She enjoyed the crown of glory, and she also enjoyed the applause and admiring glances that others gave her, but ......

Her gaze was slightly confused.

After a long time, Lu Weiqi retracted her gaze, turned her head, smiled softly at Wan Wei and said, "I know, Mom......"

"If only you could see yourself. Wan Wei glanced at her and looked down at her watch, "It's not early, you go back early to rest." ”

She glanced down at Lu Weiqi's feet again: "Go back and massage it and soak it in medicine, and don't wear high heels before the next performance starts." Remember, it's important to keep your best look. ”

"Hmm. Lu Weiqi nodded, "Mom, I'll send you out." ”

The two of them walked to the door together, Lu Weiqi sent Wan Wei away, and when she turned around, she saw Mrs. Zhuoya coming from the other direction of the corridor.

Mrs. Zhuoya glanced at Wan Wei's back, and smiled at Lu Weiqi, "Your mother has come to visit the class?"

"Lady Zoya. Lu Weiqi screamed, looked back at Wan Wei's back who had walked around the corner, and said with a slight smile, "My mother came to see me." ”

"Well, I must be very proud to have such a wonderful daughter. Mrs. Zoya said, pushing open the half-hidden dressing room door, and walking inside, "Your performance is wonderful, even better than what I have seen in London." ”

"Thank you, ma'am, for the compliment. Lu Weiqi followed her and went in together.

Push open the door, and the side against the wall is full of flowers and dolls, sent by friends and fans, you can open a flower shop.

Madame Zoya glanced at those things and said with a smile, "In the corridor ahead, I also saw a lot of flower baskets from supporters who admired you. ”

Lu Weiqi smiled: "It's all thanks to everyone's affordability." ”

Lady Zoya's lips hooked slightly, and her elite gaze finally fell on the most special black tulip.

This bouquet of flowers is not only unique in color, but also conspicuous in its position.

She walked over, picked it up and looked at it: "This flower is special." ”

Lu Weiqi walked over and glanced at her, her eyes also fell on the bouquet of flowers, and said, "This was sent by someone from Hanchuan who called the flower shop." ”

Lady Zoya looked up, "Oh?"

The flowers were sent by Fu Hanchuan, but he didn't send them personally, but asked someone from the flower shop to deliver them on his behalf?

Mrs. Zhuoya turned around, glanced in the direction of the door, and then looked at Lu Weiqi and said, "Didn't he come tonight?"

Lu Weiqi smiled slightly and shook her head: "He's probably busy with the company's affairs." You know, it's the end of the year......"

With that, she lowered her eyes and placed the bouquet of black tulips in its original place.

Mrs. Zhuoya's eyes flickered slightly, and after pondering for two seconds, she smiled and held Lu Weiqi's hand and patted it lightly and said, "This has nothing to do with Fu's signing with you, don't think about it." The project was launched, and his father put a lot of pressure on him. ”

Lu Weiqi smiled, but there was a little more bitterness in her smile.

This really has nothing to do with whether she signed a contract with Fu Shi or not, because at the beginning, probably he didn't plan to come......

Lu Weiqi's eyes fell on the bouquet of flowers, pinched her fingers gently, and secretly clenched them hard.

……

Su Xiang was strolling through the streets alone, a little bored.

After coming back from school, Fu Ying was not at home, and Fu Hanchuan was not there, so they probably went to the Fu family's old house for the holidays.

She sent a message to Fu Hanchuan in the morning, but he didn't reply to her until the evening.

Su Xiang didn't want to go to the old mansion, so he didn't call over there anyway.

She preferred to be alone than to go to the old mansion, so that she would not have to hear the cynicism of Madame Zoya.

On Christmas Eve, seeing others in pairs, or a family out to shop, Su Xiang wrapped the cotton clothes on his body and continued to stand on the side of the road eating sweet roasted sweet potatoes.

Looking up, there is a huge poster hanging in the shopping mall in front, the woman is wearing a white dance dress, a delicate face, and an elegant temperament, dancing on the blue water, like an elegant swan.

"Meet you tonight, are you coming?"

Su Xiang looked at the woman on the poster where temptation and innocence coexisted, whether it was a man or a woman, he would be attracted to her.

Even from a woman's point of view, she admires her elegant and charming figure, and she will be distressed by the loneliness and melancholy in her eyes, and she wants to accompany her.

Vicky Lu......

It turns out that today is the day of her stage play.

Su Xiang lowered his head and took a bite of the sweet potato, and suddenly remembered that Mrs. Zhuoya had asked her a question in the morning.

When I think about it now, this statement is even more strange.

Does she want her to be at home, or where to go?

At this time, in the old house of the Fu family, a car stopped at the door.

Mrs. Zhuoya got out of the car, and the servant in the house ran out, took the shopping bag she was carrying, and whispered, "Madam, Mr. Fu is here." ”

"Oh?" Lady Zoya frowned slightly, glanced inside, and walked inside.

It had been snowing all day, but the passage in the courtyard of the villa was clean.

Suddenly, Mrs. Zoya stopped in her footsteps and looked down at a small snowman on the lawn not far away.

A very small snowman, quietly placed on the snow-covered grass, is difficult to spot in the dim light.

The snowman is a little ugly, crooked, and its head looks like it's about to fall off, and if you don't look closely, it feels like two balls are piled together.

The servant glanced over there and said, "That's what Mr. Fu was accomplishing with the little young master just now." ”

"Mr. Fu took Mr. Little Master to visit the old man, and on the way back, he took the little young master to play with the snow for a while, and was having dinner at this time. ”

Mrs. Zhuoya's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Is that dumb man here too?"

The maid shook his head: "Didn't come." ”

She looked at Mrs. Zoya, "Madam, have you had dinner?"

Madame Zoya said nothing more and walked on.

The hall was brightly lit, and on the huge dining table, only Fu Hanchuan and Fu Ying were sitting and eating dinner.

Mrs. Zhuoya took off her coat and handed it to the servant, walked over to Fu Hanchuan and said, "You didn't go to see Lu Weiqi's performance tonight?"

Fu Hanchuan scooped a spoonful of egg custard and put it in the small bowl in front of Fu Ying, and let him dig and eat it with a spoon by himself.

The little guy grabbed the spoon hard, stretched his neck to eat the custard, half of the food leaked half, and smashed his mouth after eating, very satisfied with the fact that he could eat.

"Baba, too. ”

Fu Hanchuan scooped him another spoonful and said, "I didn't go." ”

After a faint two words, he lowered his head and continued to eat.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at Fu Ying and said, "You sent someone to take Fu Ying away in the afternoon, where did you take him?"

"Company. ”

After Qiao Shen took Fu Ying to the company, Fu Hanchuan put his son in the lounge and asked Xiaojia to go in and take care of him for an afternoon.

Mrs. Zhuoya was stunned, took off her chair and sat down: "You take him to the company?"

Fu Hanchuan finished eating, took out a tissue to wipe it clean and put it down, looked at Mrs. Zhuoya and said, "Where did my mother originally plan to take him?"

Fu Hanchuan's gaze was a little sharp, and Mrs. Zhuo Ya couldn't bear it under such a sharp gaze, so she looked away and said, "I didn't plan to take him anywhere, I just took him around." ”

Fu Hanchuan hooked his lower lip sneeringly and said, "Mother took Fu Ying to see a friend, it's nothing, I just hope that my mother won't take him to meet anyone." ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhuo Ya turned her head to look at Fu Hanchuan and asked, "What do you mean? Is this what you should say to your mother?"

"Who do you think I'm going to take him to?"

Mrs. Zhuoya's voice rose higher and higher, startling Fu Ying on the side. The little guy looked at her in a daze, and was about to cry.

Fu Hanchuan called the servant and took the child elsewhere.

All the plates on the table were taken away and replaced with fruit and hot tea.

Fu Hanchuan slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip, looked at Mrs. Zhuoya and said, "Mother, did you just come from the Grand Theater?"

This sentence has already illuminated Mrs. Zhuoya's thoughts.

In the morning, she picked up Fu Ying, just to let Lu Weiqi meet this child when she went to see Lu Weiqi's performance in the evening.

She took a fancy to Lu Weiqi, but Fu Ying's status in this family is extraordinary, even if she likes Lu Weiqi again, she must first make sure that Lu Weiqi likes this child.

Just like Jin Yuxin before it.

knows his mother Mo Ruozi, so after Fu Hanchuan received Su Xiang's text message, he asked Qiao Shen to pick up the child in the afternoon.

"Mother, the child is still so young, and he can't appreciate that kind of fine art, but he will influence others. ”

Mrs. Zhuoya looked at him with a calm face: "Han Chuan, why don't you go to see Lu Weiqi's performance tonight because of the Fu family's contract with her?"

Fu Hanchuan slowly turned the cup and said, "It has nothing to do with this matter. ”

He hadn't planned to go.

"Then you ......"

Fu Hanchuan knew what she wanted to ask, so he interrupted her and said, "Mother, I have no intention of renewing my relationship with Lu Weiqi, and I also ask my mother to stop this boring thing." ”

"Hanchuan!" Lady Zoya became excited and exclaimed angrily, "How can this be boring. Do you really want to live with that mute for the rest of your life?"

When this sentence rushed out of her mouth, Mrs. Zhuoya thought of something in her heart, and asked urgently: "Han Chuan, do you like that dumb man?"

Fu Hanchuan's eyes were slightly cold, the cup in his hand paused on the table, and the tea spilled out.

"She is Fu Ying's mother. ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Zoya's emotions eased instead.

Since Fu Hanchuan said so, he just regarded her as the person who gave birth to Fu Ying.

She said, "Hanchuan, I can't help but be anxious for you. You know your dad, all these years, he only let you do things, but he refused to delegate power to you. Haven't you seen the few confrontations with your father?"

“……”

"You can't have a woman like Su Xiang by your side, she can't be your help, but she is your drag. ”

“……”

"I understand the responsibility you want to take, but it's not your responsibility for the rest of your life. Let Su Xiang go, the Fu family will not treat her badly. ”

“……”

"You're too soft on her, son. She is pitiful and has become a tool of the Su family, but it doesn't mean that you have to carry her forward. You have to know that in this matter, it is the Su family who is sorry for you, not you who is sorry for her, understand?"

"I don't want to tell you anymore, if you continue like this, how difficult it will be for you to fully control the Fu family, and I don't want to regret it when you know it later. ”

When Mrs. Zhuoya said this, she patted Fu Hanchuan on the shoulder, she stood up, looked down at him and said, "Think about it." ”

After Mrs. Zhuoya finished speaking, she turned around and left, and Fu Hanchuan sat alone in the living room for a long time, and only stood up when the tea was cold.

If the large living room is empty, only the cup of tea on the long table is cool, and there is not a trace of heat.

When Fu Hanchuan took Fu Ying home, it was still early, less than nine o'clock.

When he came back, he went straight to the study, and Song's mother glanced at his back, and then looked in the direction of the glass room.

Okay, what's wrong with these two couples?

Su Xiang only walked outside for a while before coming home.

There is nothing to shop outside, there are a lot of people, you need to queue up everywhere, you want to find a place to sit, and you look at it in pairs, and finally go to the cinema to watch a movie, and you come out at the beginning of watching.

In front of her, a couple kissed without warning.

She's obviously watching an action movie.

At this time, Su Xiang was swiping his iPad on the bird's nest chair, and a plate of strawberry cake, a cup of hot cocoa, and a plate of fruit were placed on the coffee table next to him.

It's just that I don't know how Fu Hanchuan took Fu Ying to the old mansion.

It's this time, why haven't you come back?

Su Xiang looked at the time on the ipad, shook the bird's nest vigorously, and glanced in the direction of the corridor through the glass door while the bird's nest was shaking past.

She frowned slightly, still not understanding why Fu Hanchuan's sudden change.

However, he has always been yin and yang, looking okay for a while, and losing his temper for a while.

At this time, a small figure appeared in the corridor, staggering towards the direction of the glass room, Su Xiang heard his son's voice, and immediately put down his iPad and ran over to open the door.

The little guy pounced on her like a bird: "Mama, Xuexue." ”

He pointed to the ceiling excitedly: "Xuexue, take me, snowman." ”

The snow on the glass roof did not melt completely, and a thin layer was laid, Fu Ying already understood what snow was, and spread out his little hand on his small mouth and exhaled: "Cold." ”

When Su Xiang saw Fu Ying, he knew that Fu Hanchuan was also back, and glanced in the direction of the corridor again.

Fu Hanchuan took his son to play in the snow?

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like such a person......

Su Xiang walked to the living room with Fu Ying in his arms, Fu Hanchuan was not there, and looked in the direction of the study again, probably going to the study again.

Mother Song hugged Fu Ying over and said, "Madam, the weather is cold today, I cooked some mugwort herbal soup for the little master to take a bubble bath to go to the cold, you go to see Mr." ”

Su Xiang thought about it, nodded, went to the kitchen, heated a glass of milk, and then walked to the study.

Knocking on the door and entering, Fu Hanchuan was working on the computer, Su Xiang walked over and put the hot milk on the table.

- Did you take Fu Ying to play in the snow today?

Fu Hanchuan only glanced at the milk, his attitude was cold, he didn't care about her at all, Su Xiang felt very boring, there was a feeling of a hot face sticking to a cold ass, and he didn't bother him anymore, turned around and left.

The door closed, and Fu Hanchuan withdrew his gaze from the computer.

He looked at the glass of hot milk and frowned slightly.

Su Xiang returned to the children's room, Mother Song was bathing Fu Ying, and the bathroom was filled with the fragrance of aged wormwood.

The little guy was white and fat, he didn't cry in the bath, and he was still playing there with a shampoo foam on top of his head, which made Song's mother wet and giggling there.

- I'll do it.

Su Xiang picked up his sleeves, Song's mother stepped back, saw Su Xiang's raised sleeves and thought of something, and reached into her pocket.

"Ah, I almost forgot. Mother Song took out her pocket and took out two tickets, "Madam, these two tickets were obtained in my husband's pocket when I sent my clothes to dry cleaning today." ”

"Look at the date on it, isn't it today?"

Song's mother is old, and she usually doesn't like to wear reading glasses, so she always looks at them from a distance, but this kind of ticket is colorful, and she can't see it clearly.

Su Xiang took it and looked at it, slightly surprised, isn't this the ticket for Lu Weiqi's performance?

At this time, Su Xiang seemed to have figured out the meaning of the words that Mrs. Zhuoya asked her in the morning.

Is it to ask her if she is going to see Lu Weiqi's performance?

Fu signed Lu Weiqi as an image ambassador, so it is not surprising that Fu Hanchuan got her ticket.

But Mrs. Zhuoya's question made her feel a little strange.

Su Xiang pinched the ticket and thought about it, and walked into the study again.

When Fu Hanchuan saw Su Xiang coming in again, he frowned and said impatiently, "Didn't you see that I was working?"

Su Xiang put the ticket on the table, Fu Hanchuan looked at it, and his brows wrinkled: "Who asked you to turn over my things?"

- It's not that I'm going to turn over your things, it's that Song's mother took out of it when she went to deliver the dry cleaning. If you don't want people to see it, just put it away!

Su Xiang was also angry, what an attitude!

Fu Hanchuan glanced at Su Xiang and realized that his reaction was a bit excessive.

He coughed lightly, picked up the ticket, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash.

On the day Lu Weiqi came back, everyone had a party in 1988, and he took the ticket and stuffed it in his pocket, he didn't wear that coat much, and then he forgot about it.

Su Xiang glanced at the ball of paper lying in the trash can, and then at Fu Hanchuan.

- Why didn't you go to see it? I heard that her tickets are hard to come by, and this is the best place to go.

Fu Hanchuan wrinkled his eyebrows and glared at her: "What's the matter with you." Get out, I'm going to work. ”

Su Xiang glared at him, what a fierce one, turned around and walked towards the door.

The door was closed, and Su Xiang was standing at the door, still thinking about the two tickets to the show.

She still remembered that on the day she crashed, Mrs. Zhuoya came over angrily and mentioned Lu Weiqi to Fu Hanchuan in the living room......

There is also Su Run's vague statement......

Today, Qi Lingyang also mentioned this person......

Thinking about it carefully, Qi Lingyang had no reason to ask her about Fu's signing of the image ambassador......

This made Su Xiang feel even more strange.

She glanced at the closed door panel and pursed her lips.

It's just two tickets, Fu Hanchuan's attitude is so intense, do they have anything to do with each other?

This night, Su Xiang didn't sleep well, she couldn't sleep over and over, even if she picked up her book, she kept thinking about it in her head, and she couldn't concentrate at all.

This night, Fu Hanchuan did not enter her room again.

The night was quiet, and I could hear the footsteps in the hallway.

Su Xiang heard the sound of the door closing in the master bedroom next door, she turned over and sat up, opened the door lightly and walked in the direction of the study.

A table lamp lit up in the dark room, and Su Xiang stood next to the trash can, looking down at the ball of paper.

After standing for a moment, she bent down to pick up the ball of paper and unfolded it.

The wrinkled paper was no longer straight, Su Xiang looked at the woman with a graceful dance on the ticket, and for some reason, his eyelids suddenly jumped.

The more I looked, the heavier my heart became.

Lu Weiqi, who is she?

……

Since the night of Christmas Eve, Fu Hanchuan has never been to Su Xiang's room, and Su Xiang has never been to the master bedroom, the two began to sleep in separate rooms again, taking pictures in the morning and evening, sometimes they can't even take pictures, and they don't say a word when they meet.

The two of them have their own affairs, and they don't realize anything about this kind of life, but at night, Su Xiang dreamed about what happened three years ago again, and woke up crying.

Fu Hanchuan had already finished the tranquilizer she had prepared, and on this day, Su Xiang went to the hospital to get some more.

As she walked out of the hospital, a figure walked behind her, watching her walk towards the parking lot, his eyes following her far away.

Lu Weiqi didn't expect to meet Su Xiang in the hospital, this was the first time she had seen her in person, although she only glanced at it from a distance, she still recognized her face.

It's been three years, and even after three years, she still remembers this face vividly.

I still remember that she was in Moscow, watching the news in the northern city on the Internet, and the pain of being pierced to death in the heart.

Unforgettable, unforgettable.

The fingers clenched one by one, so tight that the nails almost pinched into the phalanges.

Watching the car in the parking lot drive away, she took a deep breath and walked forward.

……

December 31, the last day of the year, is the New Year's Eve event held under the banner of Yaoshi.

Su Xiang originally only planned to help the children rehearse and was not going to come to participate, but Qi Lingyang said that she participated in almost half of this project, and she had both merit and hard work, so she must come to participate.

In addition, the children also clamored for her to come over, so Su Xiang had no choice but to agree.

Because it was held in the evening, in the morning, Su Xiang said hello to Fu Hanchuan while he hadn't gone to work yet.

- I have something to do today, so I'm going home later.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her and said lightly, "What are you going to do?"

- I haven't been rehearsing dances for the kids before, but today is the day of the show, so they have to call me over.