Fu Hanchuan didn't smile, Mrs. Zhuoya glanced at him, in the past few years, it was rare to see any smile on his face, he had always been so cold.

She frowned and said, "Don't you still have a crush on that woman?"

Excited for a moment, Mrs. Zhuoya's voice couldn't help but rise: "In the past three years, it has been Chang Yan who has been by your side, and it is Chang Yan who takes care of Fu Ying." There is no merit and hard work, and you turn a blind eye to this?"

Fu Hanchuan's expressionless face fluctuated a little, and he looked at her indifferently and said, "Mother, how did she leave, do you want me to talk about it?"

"I ......" Mrs. Zhuo Ya was so blushing that she couldn't speak for a while, Fu Hanchuan didn't wait for her to say anything, turned around and walked into the house.

Mrs. Zhuoya was about to say a word on her lips, looking at her son's tall and straight back, she thought about it and swallowed it back.

After all, Chang Yan is still here, if it doesn't look good if it quarrels, and most of that woman won't come back, there is no need to bring up the old thing again to make the relationship between their mother and son worse.

Fu Hanchuan walked into the living room with a calm face, Fu Ying was fascinated by watching TV, and as soon as Fu Hanchuan came in, he said, "Go back." ”

Fu Ying was thrown away from the game console today, and now he finally saw his favorite cartoon, his eyebrows furrowed, his little face showed that he was not happy, and he muttered unwilling to move: "It's almost over, wait a while and leave." ”

Chang Yan saw Fu Hanchuan's face getting deeper and deeper, and persuaded in a low voice: "Fu Ying is leaving, your father is going to be angry." ”

Fu Ying glanced at it quietly, although he was unhappy, he was still worried in his heart, he only moved his buttocks, and his butt was still attached to the edge of the sofa when he got off the sofa, and he could drag it for a while.

Regarding Fu Ying's careful thoughts, Fu Hanchuan looked at a quasi-child, and his voice became more violent: "Do you want me to say it again?"

Listening to Lao Tzu's deep voice, Fu Ying pursed his lips unhappily and reluctantly carried his small schoolbag.

Chang Yan looked at the poor Fu Ying and said, "It's rare that he finished his homework so early today, so let him finish reading it before leaving, and it won't take a few minutes." ”

Fu Hanchuan didn't take her words, and waited for Fu Ying to come over with his schoolbag on his back, and walked out of the house with long legs.

Mother Song didn't dare to say anything at this time, and when she saw her husband leaving, she naturally followed closely.

Chang Yan had no choice but to follow and walk out, and said to Mrs. Zhuo Ya who walked in, "Madam, I'll go back first." ”

Mrs. Zhuoya smiled and said with relief: "Fortunately, you take care of this child, you see his temper ......"

As soon as Su Xiang left, Fu Ying lost his mother, Fu Hanchuan kept his face tense all day long, only the children who were taken care of by his father were prone to become eccentric, and it was better to have Chang Yan with him.

Therefore, Mrs. Zhuoya hopes that the two of them can get married, so that Fu Hanchuan can have a woman by his side to take care of their father and son, and the Fu family also has a new wife, which is good for the Fu family, this is an excellent thing, and I don't know what he thinks, Mrs. Zhuoya is upset when she thinks about it, and she doesn't think about it anymore.

Chang Yan smiled: "Hanchuan is busy with work, I'm just idle and have nothing to do to play with Fu Ying." ”

Mrs. Zhuoya smiled faintly, nodded her head and said, "Fortunately, you are sensible, wait patiently......"

She turned her head to look at the father and son who were about to walk to the door: "Okay, you can hurry over too." ”

Chang Yan let out an "um", glanced at the man who had completely blended into the night, and followed closely.

The car was parked quietly at the door, Chang Yan got in the car, Fu Hanchuan instructed the driver to drive, and then continued to stare at the computer and work.

Fu Ying hugged his arms and pouted, still not very happy, Chang Yan teased him, looked at Fu Hanchuan and said, "Hanchuan, did you quarrel with Mrs. Zhuoya again today?"

"After this physical examination, Madame's heart is not very good, so don't be angry with her anymore. ”

Fu Hanchuan's fingers paused, and he continued to tap on the keyboard.

In the year when Su Xiang left, Fu Zhengnan took the position of president of the Chamber of Commerce, shifted the focus of his work to the Chamber of Commerce, and handed over the power of the Fu family to Fu Hanchuan, who was busier and more unsmiling than before.

The relationship with Mrs. Zoya has also been strained.

Chang Yan couldn't get his answer, so she didn't say anything, and there was no more to say along the way, and when she arrived at the door of Chang Door, the car stopped, Chang Yan pushed the car door, glanced at the man, and then got out of the car silently.

Without a word of goodbye, she was used to this pattern.

Chang Yan said goodbye to Fu Ying and walked to the house.

In the past three years, the business of the Chang family has been carried out smoothly in Beicheng, Chang Yi and his wife have been stationed in Beicheng, and Chang Tingkuan and his wife have occasionally come to visit.

In the past few days, Chang Tingkuan and his wife happened to be inspecting the business in Beicheng, and Chang Yan saw her parents and sat in the middle of the old couple coquettishly: "Mom and Dad." ”

Chang Tingkuan glanced at his beloved daughter and said, "It's rare for my parents to come once, so I don't go home early." ”

Yang Yanqing smiled and quipped: "There is a saying that women don't stay." ”

Chang Yan blushed and glared at her with disgust: "Sister-in-law......"

Chang Tingkuan felt uncomfortable when he heard this, but although he said that his daughter was going to marry after all, he had been with Fu Hanchuan for so long, and he didn't say anything about it.

He said solemnly to Chang Yan: "Chang Yan, what does the Fu family mean, you run behind others, it's been a few years, and there is no explanation over there." ”

In the eyes of the outside world, Chang Yan is Fu Hanchuan's girlfriend and the future Mrs. Fu of the Fu family, but she is not married in the end, and her daughter is of course distressed to follow her so namelessly.

Moreover, Chang Yan's age is also getting older every year, how can she wait another three or five years?

Mrs. Chang also saw her daughter's grievances, and she said, "Yes, you are twenty-three." If you want me to say, I am reluctant to take care of other people's children as you, but I can't stand your liking, so I won't say anything. But there's going to be a result, right?"

Three years ago, Chang Yan originally lived in the Fu family's old house, but suddenly went home. However, the pearl in her own palm came back after being wronged, Chang Tingkuan was of course furious, but Chang Yan cried and persuaded her not to have a conflict with the Fu family because of her relationship.

Later, when she heard that the woman was gone and Fu Hanchuan's son was sick, Chang Yan looked at the child pitifully and helped take care of it.

Chang Yan smiled and coquettishly said: "Look at what you said, I'm only twenty-three, why do I want to get married so early." Besides, I am friends with Fu Ying, and I have nothing to do with Fu Hanchuan. ”

Chang Yi came down from upstairs, heard Chang Yan's words, and snorted coldly: "It's still a dead duck with a hard mouth, if that child is not Fu Hanchuan's son, can you like it so much?"

Chang Yan's stupidity also deceived herself, who didn't know her thoughts.

Chang Yan couldn't say that Fu Hanchuan hadn't accepted her at all, so she stood up and said, "I just don't want to get married yet, you all seem to wish I got married sooner." ”

"Okay, don't push her anymore, see her face is red. "Yang Yanqing herself is a person from the past, and she still doesn't know her thoughts.

When a woman falls in love with a man, she is brave enough to summon up the courage to chase her, but once she pokes her sore spots, she endures the pain and insists on supporting her dignity, which is very painful.

Chang Yan glared at them and walked upstairs, her back against the door panel as soon as the door closed, and she felt a faint pain in her heart.

Since she fell in love with Fu Hanchuan, this heart has never stopped, and the feeling of heartache has never stopped.

If Fu Hanchuan proposed to her, of course she would definitely agree, she would be crazy with happiness, but ......

But in this world, the saddest thing is that she loves him, but he loves others.

When Mrs. Zoya was talking to him, she heard it, and he still missed that woman, three years later, even if he still thought about it, that feeling was a little lighter, right?

Isn't it said that time is the best fading agent?

No matter how strong the color is, it will fade and fade slowly......

Chang Yan pinched her fingers, walked to the bookshelf, picked up a photo frame, and gently stroked her fingers on it.

The above is Fu Hanchuan and Fu Ying, as well as her "group photo".

It was taken together after Fu Ying graduated from kindergarten, although it was just a candid angle, she was also very satisfied.

……

After sending Chang Yan back to Chang's house, the car went to Guhua Road. The car passed by a small park, and Fu Hanchuan glanced out the window.

The sky was dark, but the lights in the small park were on, and the facilities inside looked a little old.

It's not yet snowing in Beicheng, but there are a lot of fallen leaves on the ground, and there is the last insect song of late autumn under the fallen leaves.

The wheels ran over the road, leaving the little park behind in no time.

When he got home, Fu Ying threw off his shoes and ran barefoot to the living room, he wanted to watch cartoons.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, carried his laptop into the study, Fu Ying glanced at the end of his eyes, jumped off the sofa and quietly opened the door of the study.

The study only lit the lamp on the table, Fu Hanchuan's cold face stared at the computer, his eyes didn't lift, and the sound of tapping on the keyboard sounded along with his voice: "If you don't watch TV, go take a shower and sleep." ”

Fu Ying walked in, climbed on his knees and said, "Dad, they said that Aunt Chang will be my little mother in the future, is it true?"

Fu Hanchuan wrinkled his eyebrows, looked down at his son and said, "Who said that?"

Fu Ying's little eyebrows furrowed tightly: "Many people are talking." ”

Mrs. Zhuoya often took Fu Ying out for parties, and it was not surprising to hear this kind of talk.

Fu Ying listened to his father's refusal to answer him, and said, "Dad, it's okay for her to be an aunt, but it's not suitable to be a little mother, you can't marry her." ”

Fu Hanchuan listened to him seriously, but wanted to tease him: "Then what do you think?"

"You're too old, and this is called an old cow eating young grass. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Ying was carried by Lao Tzu and dropped his knees: "Stinky boy." ”

Even if he has no intention of Chang Yan, men are also very concerned about age.

Fu Ying snorted: "Originally." ”

Anyway, he just can't get married.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at his son, knowing what he was thinking, he suddenly said, "Your mother is coming back." ”

Fu Ying's eyes were wide open, as if he was frightened, and the whole little person was tense there.

Then, he shouted loudly: "I don't want to know if she comes back or not!"

He turned and ran out with a thud, slamming the door on, very angry.

Fu Hanchuan exhaled lightly, retracted his gaze, touched the pack of cigarettes from the drawer, smoked a thin lip, the lighter jingled, the fire lit up, and the curling smoke rose.

There are some things that can't be explained clearly to a child, in Fu Ying's eyes, he is a child abandoned by his mother.

Fu Hanchuan squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the photo stored in his phone, his eyes were gloomy.

Su Xiang, when you meet Fu Ying, see how you explain it to him.

In the light, a corner of the drawer shimmers.

Fu Hanchuan flicked the cigarette ash, glanced at it casually, saw the things in the drawer, and reached out to take it out.

It was a pink diamond ring, which Su Xiang had delivered by courier before he left.

Fu Hanchuan pinched the ring and played with it on his fingertips, and every side of the diamond cut shone in the light.

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly switched to caller ID, the ringtone rang in the quiet study, and with a stroke of his finger, a low voice rang on the other end of the connected phone: "Mr. Fu, do you want to come to spend the night together tonight?"

Fu Hanchuan sneered, hung up the phone, pushed away the chair and stood up......

……

The old house of the Qi family.

As soon as Qi Haipeng urged him to get married, Su Xiang's smile became reluctant.

She said: "Uncle Qi, my affairs have not all been decided, there are some answers, I must find them, otherwise I will not be able to feel at ease." Until then...... Thank you for your understanding. ”

Qi Haipeng frowned slightly, he glanced at Qi Lingyang and said, "Haven't you found a clue yet?"

Qi Lingyang said: "Su Run sold the company, and the people also hid in Japan, Su Xiang came back this time to see if he could find some clues from Su Mingdong's old friends." ”

"Hmm......" Qi Haipeng nodded with a calm brow, he looked at Su Xiang and said, "That's the only way." ”

"But it's been decades, and you have to be prepared for it, you can't necessarily find it. ”

Su Xiang smiled and said, "I should find the answer." ”

Qi Haipeng glanced at her, and then stopped saying anything. After having dinner together, Su Xiang was downstairs playing with Pearl, and Qi Haipeng called Qi Lingyang to the study.

The door closed, Qi Haipeng sat down on the sofa, pointed to the other side and said, "You sit too." ”

"Thank you, father. Qi Lingyang sat down opposite him, and the two of them had only felt like father and son in the past two years.

Since the incident two years ago, Qi Haipeng has quit smoking and drinking, and he pressed the automatic boiling water button on the tea tray, and the rustling sound of boiling water immediately sounded.

His body leaned back into the soft leather sofa, looked at Qi Lingyang and said, "It seems that she still doesn't want to marry you?"

Qi Lingyang said: "She is just not sure before she gets an accurate result, and she doesn't want to bring trouble to the Qi family." ”

Qi Haipeng glanced at him, silly boy.

He sighed lightly and said, "I'm already old, my body has been consuming like this for the past two years, I don't know how long it will last, you have to come over and help me quickly." When you marry her, it's all over the place, and your mind can be concentrated. ”

The water boiled, Qi Lingyang picked up the kettle and poured tea, he said: "Isn't this just going to come to Qi's work, you can always support it for a few days, right?"

Qi Haipeng pinched the teacup and glared at him: "I'm worried that you keep making excuses, but you promise to push me down indefinitely." ”

"Isn't that already back......"

The father and son talked in the study for a while, and when they came down, Su Xiang was already asleep on the sofa, the little pearl nest was in her arms, the saliva from the small mouth flowed down, and the placket was wet by her.

The servants covered them with blankets, and they did not dare to disturb them, and they walked lightly.

Qi Lingyang looked at the picture of the mother and daughter falling asleep, his eyes softened, and he walked over lightly, touching Su Xiang's face with his fingers.

Su Xiang woke up vaguely and saw Qi Lingyang standing in front of her and looking at him with a smile.

"The saliva is all over the place. ”

Su Xiang subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth, rubbed his eyes with hazy sleepy eyes, and his voice was more hoarse than usual: "Are you going back?"

Qi Lingyang said "um", picked up the armrest and wrapped the pearl in a small cloak, and hugged her carefully, Su Xiang took the coat brought by the servant and put it on.

The two said goodbye to Qi Haipeng together, and in the car, Qi Lingyang held Su Xiang's fingers, especially pinched heavily on her ring finger.

Su Xiang was in pain and turned his head to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Qi Lingyang grabbed her little hand and played with it in the palm of her hand, looked at her white and slender fingers on her lips and kissed it, "I want to hold your hand like this all the time." ”

Su Xiang smiled, spat him and said, "Meat." ”

She was not used to such a straightforward confession, her little hands struggled, but Qi Lingyang clenched it tighter and said, "Then you can only get used to it." ”

His fiery eyes stared at her: "Su Xiang, if you can marry me earlier, my heart can be more stable." ”

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll lose you again. ”

Su Xiang pursed her lips, and was about to speak, when Qi Lingyang interrupted her and said, "I know what you're worried about......"

Looking at Su Xiang's calm eyes, he paused, took a step back and said, "Forget it, I can't do anything if you insist." But you can't forget that you're going to marry me. ”

His expression was very serious, and he saw him holding her hand, taking out a ring from his pocket, and slowly putting it on her ring finger.

Diamonds shimmer in the carriage.

Su Xiang was stunned and looked at Qi Lingyang in a daze.

Qi Lingyang looked at that hand and said with a slight smile: "Micro handcuffs." ”

Su Xiang smiled, withdrew his hand and put it under his nose, flicked the ring and said, "It looks so precious." ”

"It's quite expensive, it took me months. "He designed it himself.

The car drove slowly, and the bright lights pierced the night......

After taking a shower, Su Xiang habitually turned on the computer, and the document was full of photos of Fu Ying, from birth to when he was three years old.

When she saw the last one, all those photo memories could still come to her mind.

Qi Lingyang saw that the door of her room was ajar and the light was shining, so he knocked on the door and walked in.

Su Xiang didn't look back, and said faintly: "I don't know what he looks like now." ”

Looking at the photos on the screen, he said, "You watch it every night, why don't you contact him." I remember you said that you taught him to use video. ”

Su Xiang shook his head: "I can't get in touch." ”

Later, she didn't want to be able to get in touch, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but run back when she saw Fu Ying.

At that time, she was not ready, and it was not time for her to come back and face it.

"Forget it, I'm back now, and I'll be able to see him soon. ”

……

1988。

The car stopped at the door, Fu Hanchuan entered, and the hall on the first floor was lively. The game consoles around are still there, and a few gentlemen are showing off their sisters there with their arms around women.

Fu Hanchuan went straight through the lights and got on the elevator all the way to the top floor.

If there is a large space, there are only Pei Xian and Mo Fei in it.

Mo Fei was playing with the crane machine there, there were already several piles next to him, and when he heard the footsteps, he didn't turn his head, grabbed the wine glass on the side and took a sip, his face seemed to be more ugly.

Pei Xian sat on the sofa with a red wine glass and watched him play with the machine, turned his head to look at Fu Hanchuan, and said two words without saying anything: "Coming?"

"Hmm. ”

Fu Hanchuan picked a bottle of beer on the wine shelf, sat down on Pei Xian's diagonal sofa, knocked on the corner of the coffee table, and the delicate foam gushed out, he took a sip, looked at the quiet space and said, "This is your nightlife?"

Fu Hanchuan can now be said to have completely inherited the Fu family and become the helmsman, and he is no longer the former Fu Shao, Pei Xian jokingly called him Mr. Fu, Master Fu, anyway, how happy to call him.

First, Fu Hanchuan is busier than before and has no time, second, a single man has to take care of his son, and there is even less nightlife, and third, the same Su Xiang is still blaming Fu Hanchuan for leaving, and the gap between the two is unresolved, and he rarely comes over in 1988.

Thanks to Pei Xian still circling around, he barely maintained his brotherhood, otherwise the Three Musketeers would have dispersed a long time ago.

At this time, there was a bang, and the two looked back at Mo Feitong together.

Mo Fei slapped the confirmation button heavily, grabbed a little doll under his paws, and the colored lights around him immediately lit up to congratulate.

Mo Fei grabbed the doll's neck and walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down.

Pei Xian glanced at him, turned his head to Fu Hanchuan and said, "There is no news of Su Xiang yet?"

In the afterglow, I saw that Mo Feitong seemed to prick up his ears.

Fu Hanchuan said indifferently: "No." ”

Pei Xian raised his eyebrows: "I can hide from under your nose so that no one can find it, but I have the ability." ”

It was like sitting lazily on the sofa, pulling the rabbit's two long ears and tying a knot, and then disassembling them, repeating them several times, as if he had nothing to do.

But that mouth just didn't open its mouth.

After a few words, they fell into silence, drinking separately, looking for tranquility in the aftertaste of alcohol.

Pei Xian looked at the cold face, didn't even make eye contact, and suddenly laughed and said, "The three of us ......"

"What?" said Mo Fei to save face.

Pei Xian said: "The three of us, did you answer the sentence?"

Fu Hanchuan took a sip of wine: "Which word?"

"Some people look beautiful on the surface, but they don't even have a woman behind the scenes. ”

“……”

There was a dead silence for a while, and there was no one to talk to.

Pei Xian and Qiao Ying were so tired that they made everyone angry two years ago, but suddenly they turned in a hurry and broke up.

That's why he drank red wine. There was Qiao Ying in charge before, he couldn't drink more, and it didn't matter how he drank now.

On the contrary, it was Fu Hanchuan, because Su Xiang was gone, and he no longer went home drunk for his son's sake, no matter what, his majestic image of a strict father must be maintained.

Mo Feitong threw aside the stuffed rabbit in his hand, picked up the wine glass on the coffee table and took a sip.

When he bent over, a thing fell out of his pocket, and Pei Xian picked it up one step ahead of him: "What is it?"

A red cardboard sticker with the words "invitation" written in gilded letters.

Mo Fei glanced at it and said, "This year's Furui Charity Gala invitation." ”

At the end of October every year, in the winter, Beicheng will hold a charity gala, the initiator is a very famous radio host, using her influence to call for it, and it has been held for ten years.

At this time of year, celebrities from all over the country will come to the North City to attend the banquet, in order to really do some charity, or take the opportunity to show their faces, or take the opportunity to climb some relationships.

In any case, being invited to this banquet is also a status symbol.

Pei Xian opened it with no interest and looked at it, because it would be received every year, so there was nothing new.

When his assistant sent the invitation, he placed it on the table casually.

"Huh?" Seeing the words inside, he suddenly let out a strange sound, pinched the invitation and looked at it again close to his face.

Mo Fei casually stuffed his pocket when he received the invitation, and he didn't look carefully, he stretched his neck and looked: "What's wrong?"

Pei Xian said: "This year's Furui Charity is jointly organized with the Disabled Persons' Federation. ”

In the past, Furui Charity has always been held alone, and has never co-organized with others, especially the Disabled Persons' Federation.

Mo Feitong was also curious, took the invitation letter from Pei Xian's hand, and read it as if he was confirmed.

He looked up at Pei Xian, and as soon as he saw the remnant word, he somehow remembered Su Xiang.

She was mute, and they had laughed at her before for being handicapped and strong, and she was firmly in the name of Mrs. Fu Hanchuan.

The eyes of the two met, and Pei Xian looked at Fu Hanchuan: "Have you received it?"

Fu Hanchuan frowned, he, like Pei Xian and them, just put it aside when he received it.

Mo Feitong put away the invitation letter again and said: "If it is jointly organized, it will be jointly organized, and it is good to change the tricks and have more freshness, otherwise the bigwigs will get tired of watching it, and who will donate money." ”

But this time, he didn't put it away casually, but deliberately inserted it in the inner pocket of his suit, and pressed his palm on his chest.

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes slightly, a light suddenly flashed under his dark eyes, and his fingers slowly pinched up.

She just entered the North City, is it ...... What does it have to do with this?

If so, that is, she would have appeared on such a grand occasion?

Fu Hanchuan only drank a bottle of beer in 1988 and went back.

Fu Ying had already slept, but when Fu Hanchuan turned off the lights and fell asleep, the doorknob of the bedroom quietly twisted open, and a small figure crawled lightly onto the bed...... Still worried about the latest chapter that you can't find?Amway One or search for hot/degree/net/text "Remember to remove "/" or "Otherwise you won't be able to find it", here is a young lady to help you find a book and chat with you