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Su Xiang smiled, his eyes fell on the box, and he looked at Fu Ying's expression expectantly.

Fu Ying put the gift box on the table, pinched the ribbon with his little hand, and Pei Xian, who was not far away, looked at the crowd here and rubbed over: "What are you doing?"

There was a slender arm hanging from the crook of his arm, Su Xiang looked over and was slightly stunned, and the woman greeted with a smile: "Hello." ”

Although the woman smiled, she didn't know because of her cold temperament, and the smile looked cold, but her voice was very good.

Su Xiang remembered that Pei Xian and Dr. Qiao were a couple, and he didn't know what happened to them, but he heard that they broke up.

Mo Feitong was also stunned, so he went out to pick up someone's kung fu, but he didn't expect Pei Xian to invite someone to come. He knew this woman, and now the singer Yan Ling is in full swing, thinking that at the beginning, it was Pei Xian who recommended her to Fu's travel program, and now she is a goddess-level figure.

Mo Fei scratched his forehead, and glanced at Pei Xian with a strange gaze, fortunately Qiao Ying didn't come, otherwise he would ...... He thought about it, it didn't seem to be any consequence, these two people were cold, how else could they drop.

However, it's not a serious banquet, it's just Fu Ying's birthday, do you need to invite a female companion to come?

Mo Feitong turned a little sideways and whispered next to Su Xiang: "Her name is Yan Ling, a person from Pei Xian's company." ”

Su Xiang has an impression of this person, and when Fu Hanchuan chose the image ambassador, she was also among them. When she fought with Lu Weiqi, she also supported her on the Internet, so Su Xiang still had a good impression of her.

Su Xiang nodded at Yan Ling: "I remember you." ”

Yan Ling smiled, stood quietly beside Pei Xian and didn't say much, Pei Xian raised his chin to Fu Ying and said, "Are you opening gifts?"

The atmosphere was interrupted, Fu Ying shrank his hand, and instead stretched out to Pei and Mo: "Uncle Pei, Uncle Mo, where is my birthday gift?"

Mo Fei rolled his eyes angrily: "Stinky boy, you can't look at it." "Just like his stingy old man.

He turned his head to Su Xiang and said, "On the eighth day of the eighth month of August, my birthday, my brother wants the same." ”

Su Xiang was stunned for a moment, and reluctantly said, "I'm afraid that at that time, you won't need ......"

Mo Feitong: "Why can't you use it, your vision can." He didn't stay long, and pointed forward, "The birthday party has begun, let's get over." ”

……

It was already dark, and there were still many employees working overtime in the Fu building, and the windows on the floor showed a little light, echoing a series of street lamps on the road downstairs, and the whole building seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black velvet, revealing a serious atmosphere.

The wind blew the trees and swayed, and when Qiao Shen got out of the car, he looked back at the swaying branches behind him and sighed softly.

Today is the birthday of the young master of the Fu family, but the boss is working overtime here, to put it a little bigger, in order to create a grander business empire as a gift, to put it down-to-earth, it is to avoid someone.

Qiao Shen looked down at the lunch box in his hand, this is heaven and earth......

President's Office, Fu Hanchuan's sharp eyes were staring at the data on the computer screen, and at the same time tapping on the laptop on the side.

The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up to his elbows, the watch on his wrist shone silver in the light, and a cigarette between his slender fingers was raised, and a lonely column of smoke rose as he looked busy.

He paused for a moment, as if he was confused by something, his eyes switched between the two computers, he habitually raised his hand, and when his thin lips opened slightly to hold the cigarette holder, "cough cough......" He coughed twice, frowned and glanced at the cigarette, his brows furrowed.

Just as Qiao Shen pushed the door in: "Mr. Fu, I brought dinner over, and it's still hot to eat." "The subtext is that you have to heat it up when it's cold for a while.

Fu Hanchuan glanced up at him, stretched out his hand to extinguish the cigarette butt in the ashtray, stood up and walked to the sofa and sat down, Qiao Shen had already put the lunch box on the coffee table, three dishes and one soup were packed in the box, it looked quite delicious, but the people who ate it didn't have much appetite.

Fu Hanchuan picked up the chopsticks and put them down, Qiao Shen looked at them, and said at the right time: "Mr. Fu, the birthday party of the young master Fu Ying should only start at this time, and it is still too late if you want to go over." ”

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, stood up and walked back to the desk, Qiao Shen looked down at the untouched food, and sighed again in his heart.

Fu Hanchuan took a cigarette out of the cigarette case, and coughed again when he lit the fire, Qiao Shen couldn't stand it anymore, and dared to persuade: "Mr. Fu, you have been on fire these days, so don't smoke it." ”

Fu Hanchuan took a puff of cigarette, white mist erupted from his thin lips, and said lightly: "You get off work first." ”

Qiao Shen looked at him coldly, and continued to work, so he had to retreat silently. It was like this for the past two days, and he couldn't persuade anything.

Fu's work is too busy, and with the need to clean up the aftermath for Mrs. Zhuoya, the workload is even more onerous. If he usually talks about the past, but now he is completely using his work to vent, and it makes people worry when he looks at it.

Qiao Shen gently closed the door, and his monotonous footsteps sounded in the corridor.

In the office, Fu Hanchuan pinched his forehead, staring at a large piece of glass in front of him with cold eyes, outside the window was already a dark and steep piece, and there was no shortage of lights in every building, separated by a distance of near or far, but it made people feel even more lonely.

Fu Hanchuan sat there swallowing clouds and mist, his fingers resting on the table pressed on his phone, and he tapped it for a while......

In the suburban villa, because the party is held in the open air, a brazier is added to the perimeter to keep warm, and the sparks jump out of the firewood, and the light of the fire blends in with the surrounding black night.

As soon as the party opened, a lively song and dance troupe came out first, and several actors in doll costumes came to a song and dance drama, which was specially invited to perform, but unfortunately there were too few audiences, and there were only a few staff members in the villa, Fu Ying looked at the performance on the stage speechlessly, he had long stopped watching this kind of childish thing.

Fortunately, Lian Liang still gave face, and happily talked to Fu Ying, Mo Feitong looked at the stage, turned his head to look at the two people in the opposite seat, and then looked at Su Xiang, and kicked her lightly on his toes under the table, Su Xiang turned his head, Mo Feitong stood up with a look at her, and walked to a secluded place behind.

Su Xiang glanced at him, then stood up and went over, Mo Fei stood in front of the pond with his hands in his pockets, as soon as Su Xiang passed, he spoke: "The night before yesterday, Fu Shao was very drunk, and Qiao Shen sent him to me." I've never seen him get drunk like this, like he had died. ”

Su Xiang didn't expect him to mention that person, let alone how to speak, so he remained silent.

Mo Feitong glanced at her, looked at her depressed face, and was even more sure that something had happened that day. He turned his head and changed the subject: "I heard that Su Run was sent to the Qi family's old mansion, what is going on? Why don't you let him continue to live in the hospital?"

Su Xiang opened his lips and added, "I don't care that you didn't discuss it with me, I just think it's strange." If you don't want to say it, forget it. ”

Su Xiang opened his mouth and said, "There is nothing that cannot be said about this matter. Qi Lingyang felt that he should send Su Run to the old mansion, where Uncle Qi was there, so that I could check the matter. ”

"Investigate things?" Mo Feitong frowned and turned his head to look at her, "You mean, about your voice?"

Su Xiang looked at the quiet pond in front of her, the edge of the pond was paved with pebbles, and there were landscape lights embedded in the middle, emitting a white faint light.

"Hmm......" Su Xiang nodded and hugged his arm, could it be that he had read it in a book, saying that when a person hugs his arm, he is subconsciously protecting himself, which is a self-defense mechanism.

On this early spring evening, I can't tell if it's because of the cold or because of this self-defense mechanism.

Mo Feitong beckoned to a passing staff member, asked people to get a charcoal basin, and moved two chairs over, there were not only cushions and blankets on the chairs, Mo Feitong sat up, took out two sweet potatoes from under the charcoal basin and put them on the edge of the charcoal basin, he beckoned Su Xiang to sit too, and asked, "Then, did you ask something?"

Su Xiang wrapped the blanket around his body, looked at the flames in the charcoal basin and said, "Got it......"

She only said that she knew, but she didn't say anything about the past, thinking that she didn't want to mention it again, so she looked at her: "It's not good?"

Su Xiang snorted: "Mo Fei, thank you." She turned to him and smiled, but she could see her bitterness in her eyes, and wondered what had happened, but the words that came out of her mouth changed to something else.

He said, "Now that it's been found out, let's put it down." It's not good to know some secrets. ”

"Yes......" Su Xiang sighed, stretched his legs and looked up at the sky. The sparks crackled and rose upwards but extinguished in mid-air, unable to live forever with those starlight.

Mo Feitong turned the sweet potato over with a fire stick, and suddenly said, "Fu Shao...... That day, he told me that he would let me celebrate Fu Ying's birthday, and he would work overtime in the company. ”

Su Xiang was silent, stretched out his hand in front of the brazier to keep warm, and turned his head to her and said, "You and him, is it really impossible anymore?"

Su Xiang's hand was too close to the brazier, and when her fingers were hot, she quickly retracted, and she turned her head to look at Mo Feitong: "What did you say?"

Mo Fei glanced at her fingers, this way of escaping the problem was too LO. He said, "Forget it, your mind is too deep, and I can't ask anything." However, Fu Shao was really sad that day. ”

"Su Xiang, I know that you have always been tolerant and tolerant of others. When I did that to you, you could still save me at the risk of your life, and ...... to him."

"I don't want to speak for him, after all, he found it himself. But Su Xiang, it is not easy for him, he is in the Fu family, and he is in that position...... He really wants to reconcile with you, Chang Yan has waited for him for so many years, he can be with her a long time ago, and there is no need to be so tired. ”

Mo Feitong took out a ball of things from his pocket and asked Su Xiang to stretch out his hand, Su Xiang spread out his palm, Mo Feitong put the thing into her palm, and said, "This is what I picked up on the ground, his thing." ”

He patted her shoulder and stood up: "Forget it if you are angry, even Mrs. Zhuoya and Chang Yan can let you go...... " After saying this, he turned around and left.

Behind him, with the rustle of footsteps on the lawn, Su Xiang looked at the thing in his hand by firelight, it was a crumpled piece of paper, the golden light flashed and flashed, and there seemed to be a withered petal in the middle.

Su Xiang unfolded the ball of paper, 1314, and a rose petal.

Su Xiang looked at the thing silently, his throat tumbled, and when the wind blew, the charcoal fire was blown vigorously, and the golden light shone even brighter, bright and dazzling, Su Xiang suddenly closed his palm, and the edges and corners of the card poked in the palm of his hand, as if poked in her heart, so that she could not be calm.

A beautiful singing voice came from not far away, and Yan Ling's singing voice was excited: "...... let/it/go，let/it/go，Cannt/hold/it/back/any/more……”

Fu Ying didn't know when he walked over, stood in front of her and said, "What are you doing here?"

Su Xiang came back to her senses, quickly pinched the paper ball and stuffed it back into her pocket, she smiled and said, "It's nothing." Are you going to cut the cake?"

Fu Ying glanced at her awkwardly and scratched her ears, as if holding back something. In the end, he was speechless and said, "What about her?"

"Huh?"

Fu Ying glanced at the brazier: "That little child." ”

"You say Pearl, she's at her grandfather's house. Qi Haipeng now picks up the pearls every weekend, and the children need to be closer to each other to become more and more familiar. And Qi Haipeng has now handed over the company to Qi Lingyang, and he is happy to enjoy his family at home.

Su Xiang also thought about bringing the pearl over, and the two children could celebrate their birthdays together to be more lively, but after thinking about it, the pearl is still young after all, and it can't do without people, this is Fu Ying's birthday party, and the little guy may feel that the pearl has taken away her attention, so he still asked Old Man Qi to pick people up.

"This is a gift from Sister Pearl. Su Xiang took out a funny egg from his pocket, Fu Ying glanced at it, and muttered, "I don't eat candy." ”

But he still reached out and accepted the funny egg, Su Xiang touched his little head, in fact, when Fu Ying was with Pearl, he still took care of that little sister.

Fu Ying looked up at her, and his little face became awkward again. Su Xiang looked at him amusedly and said, "Are you trying to say something to me?"

Fu Ying shrank his head, dodged her hand, turned his body awkwardly, and grabbed the fire stick to poke the sweet potato. The sweet potato had been roasted, Fu Ying laboriously pulled out the sweet potato, his last strength was a little great, the sweet potato flew straight towards Su Xiang, Su Xiang instinctively raised his hand to block: "Ah!"

Fu Ying panicked, threw away the fire stick and ran over: "Mom, does it hurt?"

“……”

When he looked up, he saw Su Xiang looking at him with a smile: "That's what you want to say all night, right?

Fu Ying didn't know if it was smoked by the fire, or for some other reason, his little face was flushed, even his ears were red, and his little face was even more awkward, he avoided her grinning gaze, grabbed her hand and said, "Does it hurt?"

Su Xiang hugged him, wrapped him in a blanket, and then stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him and said, "It's not hot, lie to you." ”

Fu Ying shook his shoulders and made a gesture to leave, Su Xiang hugged him over again, let him sit on her lap and said, "Fu Ying, do you know, I heard you call this, and I waited for a long, long time......"

Fu Ying obediently pillowed on her chest, peeled his fingers and said slowly: "I just forgot how to call it." ”

Su Xiang smiled: "Then it's called Shunkou now, let's call it again?"

Fu Ying jumped off her leg and ran to the lively place in front: "I'm going to cut the cake." ”

Wishing to cut the cake is the climax of the whole party, the candle flame is extinguished, everyone frolicks, smearing the cake on Fu Ying's face, how lively it is, how deserted the office of the Fu building is. There was no sound, just the clicking of the keyboard.

Fu Hanchuan pinched his eyebrows with his elbows and coughed lightly, and the abrupt ringtone of his mobile phone broke the coldness.

He moved his eyes and picked up his phone, and sent him a photo, which was a photo of Fu Ying and Su Xiang, both of them wearing birthday hats and holding cakes, the photo did not have the slightest sense of layout, and looked silly.

Fu Hanchuan complained to himself: "It's so ugly to shoot, let's learn photography techniques when you have time." He put his phone aside and continued to work, but the disturbed attention was already distracted, and within two seconds, he picked it up again, opened it and looked at it.

At this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly, Fu Hanchuan was startled, his fingers slid down on the answer button, and on the phone, Mo Fei's lazy voice rang: "The party here is about to end, are you coming to pick up Fu Ying, or will I send it to you?"

Fu Hanchuan stared at the computer screen, his other hand knocked on the table, and he said, "Send it to the villa on Guhua Road." ”

"Okay, got it. Mo Feitong hung up the phone without saying a word, and it was very neat.

Fu Hanchuan was about to say something, but the phone was hung up, and he choked there, and finally turned into two dry coughs.

With a click, Fu Hanchuan angrily threw the phone on the file on the corner of the desk, and put his fingers on the keyboard, but at this moment, his attention could not be recovered.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, finally stood up breathlessly, picked up his mobile phone, took off the coat hanging on the back of the chair and strode out.

Those who were working seriously in the building saw the boss walk out, and their tense bodies suddenly sat down on the chair like a relaxed bowstring, and then jumped up again, quickly cleaned up the table and turned off the computer.

In the suburban villa, the party has ended, and the staff began to clean the venue, Mo Fei looked at Fu Ying and quipped: "Your Uncle Mo and I made this party especially for you, this gift is big enough, right?"

What child's birthday, there is a professional song and dance troupe to help the fun, and it is still in such a big villa. You must know that his place is a special holy place for the children of the powerful to propose and get married.

Fu Ying smiled and said, "Uncle Mo, when you celebrate your sixtieth birthday, I will definitely do a better job than this." ”

Could it be that he could only sigh, this kid is Fu Hanchuan's species, what words of thanks can he say to him. He said: "For your mother's sake, I don't care about you." ”

Talking and laughing here, the voice of the staff suddenly greeted behind him: "Mr. Fu." ”

"Hmm......" Fu Hanchuan's voice was as indifferent as ever, Su Xiang's heart tightened, and his brows furrowed, didn't he say that he wouldn't come?

Fu Hanchuan walked up to Fu Ying with a straight face, and didn't squint at her when he passed Su Xiang, Mo Feitong's eyebrows were raised, and he said with a smile: "Fu Shao, my car is ready outside." ”

Fu Hanchuan was carrying Fu Ying's schoolbag in his hand, glanced at him coldly and said, "You drank wine, I don't worry." ”

Mo Fei lifted it in one breath, feeling that countless grass and mud horses were galloping past in his heart, and this kind of person deserved to be disliked.

"Gone. Fu Hanchuan glanced at Fu Ying, and when he saw Lian Liang, he said, "I'll send you back." ”

As soon as he spoke, he stepped forward, without delaying for a minute or giving him a look, he walked straight forward, the two children looked at each other, Fu Ying followed him first, and Lian Liangcai followed. Behind them, his own staff member carried a large number of gifts to his car.

It's the same as pouting, looking at the stinky fart, as if he was really busy with all kinds of opportunities, and put his face to show whom. He glanced at Su Xiang, Su Xiang looked away from beginning to end, as if she was enjoying the night view, and after the people left, she pretended to enjoy the clump of spring flowers hanging down from the rockery.

Pei Xian stood aside, taking everyone's reaction in his eyes, just lightly hooking the corners of his lips, Su Xiang said, "The party is over, I should go back too." ”

Mo Fei said: "Forget it, I'll find someone to send you back." Su Xiang was so happy that he drank a lot of wine at night, he hadn't forgotten Su Xiang's driving level, and the old COOPER couldn't withstand the collision anymore.

Su Xiang sat in the back seat of the car and waved at Mo Feitong and Pei Xian, and after the car started, she lowered her gaze and looked down at the back of her hand, which was already red. At that time, I didn't feel much pain, but at this time, I just felt hot. She stroked it gently, but only pursed her lips and smiled.

In the other car, Fu Hanchuan looked at the car with a strained face, the passenger seat where Fu Ying usually sits is empty, and the two children in the back row are sitting there to open the gifts, and when they get an indigo gift box, Lian Liang suddenly grabbed his hand: "This can't be dismantled." ”

Fu Ying tossed the box up and down: "This is your gift, right?"

Lian Liang laughed: "You can only open it when you go home." ”

Fu Ying put it on the empty seat behind him: "Okay then...... This should be Uncle Pei's, then it depends on Uncle Pei's ......"

Fu Hanchuan looked at the little heads of the two children next to each other from the rearview mirror, and felt even more depressed in his heart. Why is he here to watch two little kids playing, arguing to death.

Back at the Fu family's villa, Fu Hanchuan put down the car keys and sat on the sofa, Mother Song looked at Fu Ying, who came in last, the gift in his hand was higher than others, this was only a part, and the other part was still in the car.

Mother Song hurriedly went up to help him catch it and put it on the table: "So many gifts......"

Fu Ying took a small box from the table, walked in front of Fu Hanchuan and said, "Oh, this is left for you." ”

Fu Hanchuan stretched out his hand to take it, opened it and saw that there was a piece of cake inside, and the word "music" was completely retained on it.