Fu Hanchuan glanced at Mrs. Zhuoya and said, "Mom, then you can recuperate, and I will come to see you in a few days." ”

As he spoke, he was about to turn around, when Mrs. Zoya suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute. ”

She stood up, took two steps forward and looked at Fu Hanchuan carefully: "What's the matter with your nose?"

After asking, she looked at Su Xiang with a sharp gaze like a needle, and said angrily: "You dare to scratch him!"

Su Xiang didn't know what she was talking about at all, turned his head to look at Fu Hanchuan, and saw a very thin scratch on his tall nose.

If you don't look closely, you won't be able to see it very well.

She had caught him last night, but that was what he had annoyed her.

Su Xiang didn't remember if he had been caught in the confusion.

He got up earlier than she did in the morning, and she walked in such a hurry that he didn't notice at all.

Fu Hanchuan frowned, and said indifferently: "It's not a big deal." ”

Just a little scratch, what's the fuss about.

But to Madame Zoya, this is definitely not a trivial matter.

She said angrily: "She dares to do it to you, how can this be a trivial matter!"

A wife who dares to do something to her husband, even if it is just a little scratch, is not allowed!

The most important thing is that this person is her son, and she will never allow it!

Mrs. Zhuoya was almost about to ask Su Xiang Xingshi, Fu Hanchuan grabbed Su Xiang's arm, took a step forward, blocked in front of her, and said lightly: "It's none of her business." ”

Seeing her son's maintenance of the mute, Mrs. Zhuoya became even more angry, and her voice was like a thunderbolt, almost without any image.

"You're still protecting her!"

Seeing his mother furious, Fu Hanchuan wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, and said helplessly: "It's not that I want to protect her, it's really none of her business." ”

Mrs. Zhuoya was afraid that Fu Hanchuan would have the heart to defend it, so she forced her to ask, "Okay, then you say, where did this injury of yours come from?"

He is the CEO of a dignified company, how many people are staring at him, how can he casually make a wound on his face!

Fu Hanchuan's face crossed an awkward expression, he exhaled lightly, and said lightly: "Cat scratched." ”

Su Xiang couldn't see his expression, but there were doubts in his heart.

She thought he would say that he had accidentally shaved his beard, although this statement was a bit far-fetched, but she never expected him to say that he was scratched by a cat.

Who is it to deceive for this reason?

Not to mention Mrs. Zoya, she herself felt that she couldn't be fooled.

"Cat?" Mrs. Zhuoya didn't believe a word, and she didn't know that the villa over there didn't keep small animals.

"Believe it or not, it's a cat. Fu Hanchuan didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore, and seeing that Mrs. Zhuoya was about to speak again, he interrupted her entanglement, "Mom, Fu Ying is still at home, let's go back first." ”

He was in a bad mood now, so after speaking, he grabbed Su Xiang's arm and turned to leave.

"You, you ......"

Madame Zoya watched them leave, and sat down on the sofa in anger.

Her son actually lied to her for that woman!

When the two left, Mrs. Zhuoya was still sulking, sitting on the sofa with her forehead propped up, and her headache was terrible.

If this trend continues, what's the matter!

Fu Zhengnan came back from outside, saw his wife sitting there sighing, and said, "What's the matter, who messed with you?"

Mrs. Zoya looked up at him angrily and said, "It's not for your son. He was obsessed with that dumb person, and for her, he even fired Jin Yuxin!"

Fu Zhengnan handed the coat he had taken off to the maid, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Oh?"

How could it be that his son Fu Zhengnan was so obsessed with a mute who had no power or power?

Madame Zoya glared at him, as if she remembered something, and sneered, "In this regard, your son is different from you. ”

Fu Zhengnan took the hot tea poured by the servant, glanced at her and said coldly, "What do you mean by this?"

"What else could it mean. Mrs. Zhuo Ya said in a weird way and stood up, "Fu Zhengnan, Hanchuan is also your son, you don't care about being a father, and you don't know what you're busy with all day long, is this like a word?"

Fu Zhengnan was sneered at by her, and his still gentle face sank: "I see that you have a strong liver, and you have to say a few words to anyone you catch, don't you?"

"Earlier, you said that your son got married and started a family, and you want to give him more experience, and now I have handed over the company to him to manage, what else do you want?"

Mrs. Zhuoya pursed her lips tightly, stared at him sharply for a few seconds, and snorted coldly: "Yes, you handed over the company to him to manage, but have you let go of all your power?"

After Mrs. Zhuoya finished speaking, she stopped talking nonsense with him, walked to the side of the stairs and said, "I'm not feeling well, go and lie down for a while, and then I won't eat dinner." ”

Fu Zhengnan looked at her angrily twisting her waist and going upstairs, with an inexplicable expression, this is menopause, looking for fault everywhere.

……

Inside the car, the atmosphere was quiet and terrible.

Fu Hanchuan drove the car very fast, and the street lights lit up on the side of the road were like shooting stars passing in front of the car window.

Su Xiang knew that he had offended Fu Hanchuan again, and peeled off the phone shell with his fingers.

She didn't expect him to come, let alone that the words she wrote to Madame Zoya would be seen by him.

Su Xiang glanced at the man beside him out of the corner of his eye, and saw that his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and whenever he was like this, he was trying his best to control his temper.

She turned on her phone and looked at the sentence again, she typed it out in anger at the time, and now look at it, she didn't say anything wrong, what did he do so angry.

Su Xiang didn't dare to provoke him, and he glanced at it again, and at this time, a light came over and fell on his face, and the very thin scratch was faintly visible.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at her fingernails quietly, they were cleanly trimmed, and the scratches on his face didn't look like they had been scratched by her.

However, she clearly knows that there is no cat at home, so where did his injury come from, it may not be Fu Ying, right?

Just thinking so, the car suddenly stopped, Su Xiang was defenseless, and rushed forward, fortunately there was a seat belt buckled her.

Su Xiang turned his head and glared at him, he did it on purpose!

The car had already entered the garage of the Fu family, and she didn't wait for Fu Hanchuan to say anything, so she opened the door and got out of the car by herself.

But the moment she pushed the car door, Fu Hanchuan suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.

He grabbed it very hard, Su Xiang frowned in pain, neither of the two of them moved, no one spoke, and they looked at each other in the dim light.

In the faint light, I saw a fire in his eyes, as if he was going to set her on fire.

Su Xiang's bones were pinched by him, and he moved his arm to struggle, but he didn't break away, he grabbed her harder.

Fu Hanchuan had a fire in his belly, and from the moment he saw the sentence she wrote, the fire was ignited by her.

Seeing her being scolded by her mother, I really want to ignore her!

And now that she's fine, he wants to strangle her even more!

What the?

She endured it until now and didn't get divorced, and insisted on staying in this house, just for Fu Ying?

She still wanted to take his son?

Fu Hanchuan gritted his teeth, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped suddenly.

Su Xiang was also frightened by his expression.

You know, in terms of physical strength, she is not his opponent at all, and if he wants to do anything to her, her weak resistance is not worth mentioning.

I heard him grit his teeth and say very fiercely: "If you want to go, you can go, but don't want to take Fu Ying away." I tell you, no way!"

Su Xiang's breath was slightly suffocated, Fu Hanchuan didn't wait for her to react, shook off her arm, and then pushed the car door and got out of the car.

Su Xiang's throat tumbled, and he pulled the corner of his lower lip and smiled bitterly.

Why bother to tell her, in the entire Beicheng, the status of the Fu family is the most noble, even if she wants to take Fu Ying away, he Fu Hanchuan can dig her out if he says a word.

I'm afraid that before I left the boundary of Beicheng, I was caught by him.

Su Xiang entered the house one step later than Fu Hanchuan, and when Song's mother saw her coming back, she hurriedly said, "Mrs., you're back, dinner is just right, come and eat." ”

Su Xiang took classes all afternoon, and stood in the Fu family's old house for a long time, and then felt that his stomach was already very hungry.

She put down her bag and walked to the restaurant, and Mother Song served her a meal and said, "Little master, I have already fed me, Mrs., you can eat first." ”

She put the rice bowl in front of Su Xiang, Su Xiang picked up the chopsticks and took a bite by herself, and glanced at the seat where Fu Hanchuan often sits.

Mother Song saw her gaze, glanced in the direction of the study, and whispered: "When Mr. came in just now, he said that he had no appetite, I will make him something to eat, madam, why don't you send Mr. in a while." ”

Seeing that Su Xiang didn't react, Mother Song said again: "I see that Mr. is not very good today, it's not good to be so hungry." ”

Su Xiang chewed and chewed a mouthful of rice in his mouth, staring at the pot of corn rib soup in front of him. She scooped some soup and mixed it with rice, and the force was a little heavy, and the bowl made a sound of tuk.

Mother Song didn't know why the two of them were arguing again, so she had to persuade again: "Madam, Mr. saw that you didn't come back today, so he went to look for you, and he hasn't touched a drop of water until now." ”

Su Xiang's hands paused, his eyes drooped slightly, and he watched the snow-white rice grains in the bowl soaked in the thick soup.

She pinched her chopsticks, ate some dishes, and ate a few bites of rice before going back to her room.

Mother Song turned her head to look, shook her head helplessly, and started to clean up the table.

Su Xiang took his pajamas into the bathroom and took a bath, and when he took off his clothes, he saw the marks on his body in the mirror, his neck, chest, waist, and legs, blue and purple, which was miserable.

And on her arm, there is a circle of fresh fingerprints.

He bullied her like this when he lost his temper, is this considered domestic violence?

If she takes photos, when one day, she has to leave the Fu family, can she use these photos to submit them to court to fight for Fu Ying's custody?

Immediately, Su Xiang denied this idea.

The Fu family is in Beicheng, almost covering the sky with one hand, and her little trick can't fight with the Fu family at all.

After taking a shower, Su Xiang wanted to go to see Fu Ying, and when he passed by Fu Hanchuan's study, he vaguely heard a coughing sound inside.

She stood in the doorway of the study, as if the sound of coughing had stopped her steps.

Su Xiang furrowed his eyebrows.

Anyway, when he saw that she didn't go home, he immediately went to the Fu family's old mansion to bring her back, otherwise he was afraid that she would still be suffering from Mrs. Zhuoya's troubles.

Su Xiang bit his lower lip and moved towards the kitchen.

Mother Song was kneading noodles in the kitchen, preparing to get some noodles for Fu Hanchuan, when she saw Su Xiang coming in, she said with a smile: "Madam, you wait a while, I'll be fine right away." ”

Su Xiang looked at it, picked up his sleeves and took over Mother Song's work.

When Fu Ying started eating staple foods, she learned to make handmade small wontons. Rubbing his hands nimbly on the board, he rolled out several wonton wrappers in a short time.

When Song's mother was cooking dinner, there was still some meat filling left, and when the water was boiling, Su Xiang quickly wrapped a few small wontons and put them in the pot, and when the wontons surfaced, he took them out and put them in the corn soup on the side.

Mother Song watched Su Xiang make a bowl of small wontons with her hands and feet, and said with a smile: "Madam, your hands are so skillful, Mr. will definitely like to eat it." ”

Su Xiang put the wontons on the tray and brewed another glass of rock sugar lemonade.

Fu Hanchuan drank a lot of soju yesterday and blew the wind again, he was a little unwell today, he didn't have any appetite for a day, and his stomach was faintly painful at this time, coughing with one hand against his stomach and his lips with the other.

When Su Xiang pushed the door in, he saw this Fu Hanchuan.

With no expression on her face, she placed the tray in front of him and walked out.

From beginning to end, Fu Hanchuan watched her walk in, and walked out like this, without a single look.

The door closed, Fu Hanchuan lowered his head and looked at a bowl of cloud wontons in front of him.

The green onions, like small wontons like clouds, float on the thick white broth, and the enticing aroma is tangy.

This is what Su Xiang often makes for Fu Ying, and she is the best at it.

Fu Hanchuan picked up the spoon and took a bite, and the warm little wontons entered his stomach, which immediately warmed his whole body, and his throbbing stomach felt a lot better.

The mood doesn't seem to be so bad anymore.

You must know that just now, he looked at the computer for a long time, and he didn't read a word.

Her mind was full of the words on her phone.

This woman, no wonder Mrs. Zhuoya's high blood pressure is getting worse and worse.

She does have the ability to people off.

Fu Hanchuan ate those small wontons in a few bites, even drank the soup, and when he came out with an empty bowl, he saw Su Xiang and Fu Ying sitting on the sofa in the living room, and Su Xiang was feeding Fu Ying small wontons one by one.

The little guy had eaten dinner early in the morning, and now he was eating a small snack and squinting happily.

Fu Hanchuan didn't squint and walked over arrogantly.

And Su Xiang didn't pay attention to Fu Hanchuan, after feeding Fu Ying, he took him to the children's room, and the couple did their own thing, as if the things that caused the family war had just passed.

After coaxing Fu Ying to sleep, Su Xiang returned to the second bedroom, and when she was lying on the bed, she touched under the pillow, and it was empty underneath.

Su Xiang frowned, lifted the pillow and saw that it was empty and there was nothing.

She had clearly put her marriage certificate under her pillow, and she had never changed places.

The bed sheets and quilt covers in the bedroom have always been changed by her personally, and today's bed sheets and quilt covers are not yesterday's set.

And yesterday, Fu Hanchuan did it so intensely......

Su Xiang's face was slightly hot.

She was in a hurry in the morning, and she didn't have time to change it, it should be Song's mother who changed it, and ask her tomorrow if she has seen her marriage certificate.

Tonight, Fu Hanchuan didn't come to the second bedroom, Su Xiang was extremely tired, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep, and he finally had a good night's sleep.

After dawn, the two of them sat down at a table in the restaurant to eat, but they were silent.

Su Xiang didn't look up, but when he heard Fu Hanchuan's occasional cough, his face moved slightly, but he still didn't pay attention to him.

Fu Hanchuan went to work after breakfast as usual.

Su Xiang took out a tissue and wiped Fu Ying's mouth, wiped his little hands clean, and carried him off the baby chair.

At this time, the doorbell rang, Su Xiang didn't raise his head, and at this time, Jin Yuxin came.

As soon as she comes, she can go to school and work.

But when the door opened and Song's mother called "Teacher Wu", Su Xiang was stunned and raised his head.

The woman who came in was not Jin Yuxin, she had never seen before, about forty years old, short haired, looking gentle and very friendly, and very patient.

Song's mother introduced: "Mrs., this is the new nursery teacher invited by Mr. yesterday, surnamed Wu. Teacher Wu, this is our wife. ”

When Teacher Wu saw Fu Xiang, he stepped forward and smiled at her slightly: "Hello Mrs. Fu, I am Wu Chunmei, you can call me Teacher Wu, and I will be Fu Ying's tutor in the future." ”

During the interview, Qiao Shen mentioned that the wife of the family couldn't speak, so their recruitment requirement was to be able to use simple sign language.

This recruitment requirement is very abrupt and high, and Wu Chunmei happens to have learned some, so she can stand out among those few nursery teachers with the same strength.

Wu Chunmei had done her homework in private, and she also got to know Mrs. Fu in general.

Wu Chunmei has no other thoughts about this "legendary", her job is to take care of the child and be responsible for his upbringing.

She added, "Mrs. Fu, I know some simple sign language, if you have any requirements for me, you can tell me directly." ”

Su Xiang nodded lightly, and looked at Mother Song in surprise, why did Fu Hanchuan remove Jin Yuxin?

Isn't she Mrs. Zhuoya, the next daughter-in-law of the Fu family?

Moreover, Fu Hanchuan's removal of Jin Yuxin, he obviously had so much time to talk to her yesterday, but he didn't say a word.

He didn't even mention it to her at breakfast just now.

Mother Song, as a subordinate, and a new teacher present, naturally didn't say much, anyway, that Jin Yuxin changed it, she didn't miss it at all.

Just when Su Xiang was full of doubts, something suddenly moved her slippers at her feet, and when she looked down, it turned out to be a snow-white little milk cat.

Mother Song said: "Oh, this is what Mr. brought back yesterday, saying that the little master likes it and wants to keep it." ”

Su Xiang stared at the cat, did he really have a cat?

The kitten took deworming medicine yesterday and has been sleeping in the cat kennel since he came back, no wonder Su Xiang didn't find it. And after a night of metabolism, the kitten regained its liveliness, and now the house is running around happily.

Fu Ying saw that there was a cat playing with him, so he didn't pester Su Xiang to prevent her from going to work.

Su Xiang watched Fu Ying staggering behind the kitten and ran after him, and wondered, was Fu Hanchuan's scar really scratched by a cat?

Song's mother said that the cat he brought back yesterday, but the cat scratched him, and he still kept it, he is so generous?

Mother Song saw Su Xiang looking at the cat in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, and reminded her loudly: "Madam, it's almost time to go to work, so you better go out quickly." ”

Su Xiang came back to his senses, and at this time he didn't think about all the miscellaneous things, so he took his bag and hurried out.

In the Fu Building, Fu Hanchuan pinched his eyebrows at this time, feeling that today's headache was worse than yesterday.

Qiao Shen knocked on the door of the president's office and came in, showed him the minutes of yesterday's meeting, and heard Fu Hanchuan's cough, he said, "Mr. Fu, do you have a cold?"

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly, and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

He signed some documents and handed them to Qiao Shen.

Qiao Shen hugged the document and said: "Mr. Fu, the project in Spain, the risk control department has begun to evaluate it yesterday, and Director Xiao of the public relations department said that it is best to start looking for suitable tourism ambassadors now and formulate corresponding promotion copy, so that it will not be too busy at that time." ”

"What Director Xiao means is that although we have that travel expert as a spokesperson, his popularity is not enough, and it is better to have a well-known traffic star as a match. ”

Fu Hanchuan thought for a moment and asked, "Has Director Xiao proposed a suitable candidate?"

Qiao Shen said: "Director Xiao has selected a few recent popular stars, but she is still under investigation and will discuss the final candidate at the next meeting." ”

Fu Hanchuan nodded: "Then let's do it first." ”

Qiao Shen saw that he had nothing to explain, so he turned around and went out, Fu Hanchuan was about to take a rest, and the door of the president's office was pushed open again.

Pei Xian and Mo Fei came in together.

Could it be that he was still the same as usual, Pei Xian's expression was a little depressed.

He walked in and sat down on the sofa, Fu Hanchuan glanced at him: "What's the matter, who messed with you?"

Pei Xian glanced at him resentfully: "It's not you yet." ”

The day before yesterday, he was very drunk, and after Qiao Ying took him back, he lost his temper, which made him helpless.

Mo Feitong said with some schadenfreude: "Qiao Ying said that if he dares to get drunk in the future, he will break up with him and let him die drunk on the side of the road." ”

Mo Feitong sat on the chair in front of Fu Hanchuan's desk, his eyes were sharp, and he saw the claw mark on Fu Hanchuan's nose at a glance.

"Yo, which little wild cat caught this?" he rolled his eyes, Fu Hanchuan didn't ask someone to send it back that day, "Did you go out and steal food that night?"

Fu Hanchuan ignored his impropriety and bowed his head to deal with the mail.

He said, "One or two of you, laughing at me for being a single dog? ”

He looked at Fu Hanchuan, he didn't understand, Pei Xian and Qiao Ying could still quarrel and quarrel, how could Fu Hanchuan's little mute quarrel with her?

He couldn't imagine that Fu Hanchuan faced a mute person every day, as if a person was talking to himself, what was the fun?

Fu Hanchuan and Pei Xian both looked at them with contempt, and those who couldn't eat grapes said that grapes were sour.

At this time, the door knocked twice, and Xiao Jia pushed open the door and came in, holding a courier box in his hand.

"Mr. Fu, a courier came over just now, and it was for you. ”

"Who's the sender?"

Xiao Jia glanced at the courier order, then at Fu Hanchuan, and said in a low voice: "It seems to be Mrs. Fu." ”

There is only one Miss Su written on the courier list, and there is a string of mobile phone numbers, Xiao Jia has seen that Mrs. Fu, and when she saw this Miss Su, she thought of that Mrs. Fu.

Su Xiang has never been to the company, what is she sending express delivery for?

Fu Hanchuan looked at the box, frowned slightly, took the box and said, "Got it, you go out first." ”