300 Golden nest and silver nest are not as good as their own kennels
., the fastest update of the strong lock marriage: the latest chapter of Fu Shao's dumb new wife!
Fu Hanchuan hung up the phone and sat in the car waiting for Su Xiang to come over.
He rested on the steering wheel with one hand, lit another cigarette when he was bored, and looked at his watch by the way. From Xiangyuan to this intersection, it takes about five minutes to walk.
The smoke was thick in the car, and soon the smell of smoke was wafering in the carriage, Fu Hanchuan opened the window and let the smoke out.
A beam of light from the street lamp is projected, and there is a circle of light cast by the light shadow in the corner of the window, and the warm yellow color brings warmth to this small world, but it is also a little lonely.
If it were two people, they would never feel lonely, Fu Hanchuan thought.
It reminded him of many years ago, when he was younger. He dates Vicky Lu and sometimes parks his car not far from her home and waits for her to come.
She is always dressed up beautifully, delicate and elegant, every smile seems to have been carefully considered, and when she looks at him, her smile is a little shy and proud.
This was very much his appetite, so at that time he was infatuated with her, and even had the idea of marrying her.
Now Fu Hanchuan thinks about that, but he thinks that Lu Weiqi is fake and she is not real enough.
It is said that in front of the person you like, both men and women will carefully package themselves, present the good side to each other, and collect the bad side. So many people don't expose their true nature until they get married, and then they start the unhappiness of their marriage.
How can people who really want to live together tolerate their hypocrisy? Sooner or later, they will have to uncover their illusions and reveal their true colors.
Fu Hanchuan thought of the beginning of himself and Su Xiang, when she married him, it was all shortcomings, and the difference was useless. Her silence and her patience made her seem to have no sense of existence in the Fu family, which made him gradually let down his guard, as if she didn't exist, but that's all.
It's like having an ugly, out-of-place piece of furniture at home, but since you bought it back and put it there, you can get used to it after seeing too much in and out.
He thought that as long as she didn't go out and make trouble for him, he was ridiculed anyway, and there was nothing he could do to change it.
She gave birth to a baby, had a little baby in the house, and was always crying. At that time, they still slept separately. The sound insulation of the Fu family's old house is not so good, the child cries in the middle of the night, and he can hear the crying next door when he is deeply quiet.
But she was mute, and could not hear her coaxing the child, but the child cried loudly, and it was a long time before she could stop. He had to cry a few times a night, so that he couldn't sleep well, and his temper was not good every day. But her complexion was even worse.
People gave birth to a child and gained a few laps, but she lost a few laps, her face was pale, and she was dark and blue under her eyelids, and she was ugly like a ghost.
Later, the time for the child to cry at night became shorter, and he thought that she was probably skilled in how to take care of the baby, which was nothing, there was a process.
But one night, all of a sudden, she came and knocked on his door, pointing at what she was trying to say, and he couldn't read what she was saying.
At that time, she was afraid of him, very afraid, and never took the initiative to talk to him, but that day she actually took his hand and went to her room.
He thought she couldn't hold it back, so he ran over to seduce him, but it turned out that the child had a fever, and she was so scared that she could only come to him.
The Fu family looked at her coldly, when she didn't exist, including himself, but at that time, the first thing she thought of was him and asked him for help.
He took the child to the hospital overnight, and she followed, wearing pajamas and slippers, and a coat on the outside, very embarrassed, not presentable.
It is impossible for the people of the Fu family to show such embarrassment at any time, but at that time, he only saw her helplessness and her concern for the child.
She tied all her heart to the child, watching the doctor examine the child's body, her eyes didn't dare to blink, and her thin body was hunched over in horror.
He thought that she was probably afraid that something would happen to the child, and she would kick her out if she had no support for the Fu family.
He thought of the tragedy when she gave birth to a child, and then saw her so nervous and cautious, he felt that she was quite pitiful, but the fate of an adult was tied to a little baby born two months old.
Normal people have compassion, he Fu Hanchuan is not a pervert, and his heart softened a little.
It is normal for a child to have a fever, and the doctor does not advocate medication after examination, but physically cools the child, wipes the body with an alcohol swab, and teaches her to give pediatric massage, and she learns carefully. Later, he saw a booklet at her bedside, which was full of precautions and various massage techniques.
After Fu Ying fell ill for the first time, Old Man Fu felt that he would give Fu Ying his illness, so he let them move out.
In smaller villas, the two met more often, and she was often seen holding Fu Ying around the house to coax him to sleep.
She still couldn't sleep well at night, sometimes she sat on the balcony with the child in her arms and coaxed him, and fell asleep after coaxing. The golden sun spread on her face, her pale face was more moist, and the little baby slept quietly in her arms, her milk was fat and fat, and her pink face was bulging like a glutinous rice ball.
Her arms were thin, and she was holding her chubby baby, and he felt like she would break her arm, or she would let go of her hand in her sleep. But she held it steadily, and when the child moved, she would unconsciously pat it, and the child quieted down.
The picture is very quiet and soft, he doesn't look in the eyes, and even has a strange feeling in his heart, and at the same time knows that he doesn't reject this feeling. But he never thought about it, he just felt that habit became natural, the children were born, and it has been a year since he got married, can he still see if he is not used to it?
Later, he actually observed her, occasionally glimpsing when eating, on the way to the kitchen to drink water, or when he left the house in the morning.
He thought, there are only three adults in this room plus the maid, and if you don't look at her, will you go to see an old woman?
But he faintly changed his original idea. She didn't take advantage of her son's foothold in the Fu family to be so nervous about the child, it was a feeling of dependence.
If she wants to gain a foothold in the Fu family, the most reliable thing is not to use the child, but to cling to him, what is more secure than keeping her husband's heart?
You must know that if he is not satisfied with her, he can divorce her and marry again, and by that time Lady Zoya has already begun to arrange for other women to approach him.
But she didn't care much about anything else, she didn't please him. He treated her as if she didn't exist, and she didn't exist for him, and she was only one with a little baby.
At that time, he felt that she was lonely and pitiful in the Fu family.
A few years later, Fu Hanchuan sometimes thinks that Fu Ying has a deep relationship with her, probably from the mother's womb, because at that time, they were really dependent on each other.
The soundproofing of the new villa is good, and he can't hear the child's crying when he closes the door, but he always faintly hears crying in the middle of the night, and he wakes up and listens carefully. But he knew that the child would definitely cry in the middle of the night, either urinating uncomfortably or hungry, anyway, he had to toss several times a night, and he heard the experience.
One day he woke up in the middle of the night and didn't fall asleep, and the ghost pushed the door of her room, and there was a dim light in the room, and she sat on the head of the bed in a daze, holding her son in her hands, and her pajamas were half open, and she was breastfeeding him.
He married her, but never touched her again, and that day he turned around and left, but she was completely awakened.
She was stupid, looking at him blankly, her panicked eyes were like frightened fawns, but she also wanted people to swallow her.
The child fell asleep with milk in his mouth, but he didn't leave that night, and asked her in her room, she didn't resist, and she didn't enjoy it, which was a bit at the mercy of others.
When he woke up the next morning, there was no one at the bed, the child was not in the room, and the crib was empty. He saw a note on the bedside table that she had left and told him not to ask her in the house in the future.
Later, he didn't ask her in this house, went to his room, and then went back to his room when she was done, and she didn't bother going back and forth.
Later, Fu Ying was weaned and arranged a baby room, but this habit has been retained, they have the same room, but they sleep in separate rooms and do not sleep together.
He began to ponder her, it turned out that she was not at the mercy of others, and her temper was still very stubborn.
Under the light, the man's fingers were holding cigarettes, and his blurred eyes looked at the halo in front of him in a daze.
If someone could have told him earlier that when a man begins to think about a woman, it is the beginning of his heartbeat, and he will definitely not do that to her.
He has obviously been in love, but he has never had this kind of experience, probably in response to Qiao Ying's meaning, he is used to being flattered by others, so he has never figured out love.
Fu Hanchuan took a puff of cigarette, raised his eyes, and saw a slender figure coming out of the intersection. She wore a long knitted coat over her, and the corners of her clothes were staggered between walks, revealing her cotton pajama pants, on which the pattern of flowers and plants could be faintly seen, and at her feet were a pair of cotton slippers, and her hair was half-dried on her head.
She walked slowly, the corners of her eyes drooping, as if she could fall asleep while walking.
Fu Hanchuan looked at her sleepy appearance, and suddenly smiled, and his dull heart suddenly became better.
She didn't dress up like Lu Weiqi, revealing her delicate and beautiful side, but in his opinion, he felt that she was not pretentious and showed him her true side.
How a man looks at a woman depends on how he looks at the woman. Some men will feel that it is disrespectful for a woman to come out to meet people without dressing up, but in Fu Hanchuan's opinion, she doesn't care about her image, she treats him as her own person, and in front of her own people, she doesn't need to be carefully groomed.
Fu Hanchuan smiled at the corner of his lips, seeing her yawning over, he extinguished the second cigarette butt in the ashtray, opened the car door and got out of the car, and then went around half of the car to open the door of Fu's driver's seat.
Su Xiang walked to the side of the car, but did not get into the car as Fu Hanchuan intended.
She just came to see the important things he was going to show her, and went back after reading them.
Su Xiang looked up at Fu Hanchuan and frowned slightly, it seemed that he disturbed her sleep and made her unhappy, and there was still some impatience in her expression.
Su Xiang asked, "What is it?"
Fu Hanchuan said: "Although I don't mind you showing me the truest side, but in the end, it's not safe to be outside, it's better to wear more clothes when you go out." β
Su Xiang glared at him, and said in his heart: I was going to sleep, but you had to ask me to come out, and I made an appointment at the intersection. If you're really worried about security, you should change it to tomorrow. Besides, the security management here is very good, there is surveillance around it, there are security patrols every hour, and then across the road is the public security bureau, who is so bold to commit crimes under the nose of the public security.
But Su Xiang didn't talk back, she was trapped and didn't want to speak.
Fu Hanchuan saw that her shoulders were hanging down, and her spirit was sorrowful, probably because she was too tired during the day. He pushed her shoulders and pressed them into the car, saying, "There's a night wind, the car said." β
Fu Hanchuan sat back in the driver's seat, but didn't say anything, but drove the car out.
Su Xiang suddenly got up, staring at the street lamps that crossed her around, and the familiar community environment was far away from her.
"Why are you taking me there?"
Fu Hanchuan took the time to look at her, gave her a reassuring look, and said, "Don't worry, I won't sell you." β
Su Xiang thought, probably the thing that showed her was inconvenient to put in the car, and he would send her to that place at this time.
She relaxed, leaning her head against the car door and closing her eyes. Today, she was nervous for a day and drank so much wine, and when she relaxed, she wanted to sleep.
After some time, she felt someone touch her hand. Her palm fell on a wide hand, the palm was dry and warm, the skin was slightly rough, and the thumb rubbed against the back of her hand.
With this feeling, she woke up suddenly, only to find that the car had stopped, and her hand was falling into Fu Hanchuan's hand.
The man was half-sideways, his left elbow resting on the steering wheel, his fingers on his forehead. He lowered his eyes, held her in his right hand, and looked at her hand earnestly.
The man's head was drooping, his washed hair was fluffy, a few strands of hair hung down on his broad forehead, his thick eyebrows were half-hidden on his forehead, and the hair on his sideburns was trimmed cleanly, revealing his ears, and the upper part of his ears was about as high as his eyebrows, huh...... It seems to be a little bit higher.
The fortune teller says that the person with the high ear position is auspicious, hmm...... Fu Hanchuan has always been very lucky, except for meeting her mute.
Su Xiang frowned, what was there to look at in her hands. She twitched, and the man added some force to keep her from pulling away.
He knew she was awake.
Su Xiang didn't move again, waiting for him to speak. She turned her head and looked around and found that it was in Chang'an Park.
Chang'an Park is a very old park, built around the lake, and it is allowed to drive in at night, and many couples used to come out on a date. However, later Disneyland was also built in North City, and the park was gradually left out in the cold.
The park is quiet at night, there is no one in the cold weather, and the Ferris wheel in the distance stands lonely, a huge disc and the moon in the sky.
Did Fu Hanchuan hide his things here? Or did he make an appointment with someone to meet here?
Su Xiang was confused and turned his head to look at him.
In order to save resources, the park only turned on the street lights, and in the dim light, his skin appeared very white, his nose was straight, and his drooping eyelids hid his sharp gaze, which looked soft.
Su Xiang didn't know why he was holding her hand and didn't speak, and when he was about to speak, the man raised his eyelids and stared at her with a deep gaze.
Su Xiang was stunned, she was not used to his affectionate gaze at all, her heart trembled, and she forgot to withdraw her hand.
The man's thumb rubbed against the back of her hand, numb and crispy.
"Fu Hanchuanβ"
"Su Xiang, you are noble. β
The two spoke at the same time, Su Xiang was stunned again, the man murmured softly, and the low male voice was like a cello string that had been plucked, cutting through the air, and the sound wave was fleeting, but it clearly fell in the ear.
Su Xiang looked at Fu Hanchuan and frowned. This time, she pulled her hand back vigorously and looked down.
The skin on the back of her hand was rubbed red by him.
Her expression didn't mean to be moved, but turned cold, and she spoke: "Fu Hanchuan, didn't you know it when you were in Kuala Lumpur?"
In Kuala Lumpur, at the banquet house, they heard the full story, and Su Xiang's background Fu Hanchuan was completely clear.
At that time, he also said that he would not touch her anything, only her, and she was disgusting to hear.
"Why, seeing today's banquet, I was recognized in front of everyone, and my identity was completely confirmed, do you think this is the dust settled?"
It's one thing to be recognized in Kuala Lumpur, it's another to be recognized in front of everyone.
In the eyes of others, she has become the daughter of the Yan family, and she is naturally noble compared to the down-and-out daughter of the Su family. When Su Xiang toasted with those VIPs, he could also feel the difference in their eyes.
But Su Xiang didn't feel that her identity was any different, she was still surnamed Su, she didn't change her identity, except for a few more relatives, nothing would change.
Fu Hanchuan listened to her cold tone, the corners of his lips curled, looking at Su Xiang's soft gaze, he still grabbed her hand, held it in his palm and pinched it: "What I said is noble, not your identity." β
"I said that you are noble, it is you as a woman, you are noble. β
Su Xiang frowned again, he just felt that he was weird tonight, shouldn't he have taken the wrong medicine?
She said, "Fu Hanchuan, are you sick?" Otherwise, what nonsense are you talking here?
He Fu Hanchuan will talk about a woman and say that she Su Xiang is noble?
When he bullied her, he didn't say that she was noble.
Fu Hanchuan circled her hand, the corners of his lips were still slightly upturned, and it could be seen that he seemed to be in a good mood. He looked at her slender wrists, pink palms, and white fingers.
He said: "Su Xiang, I never had this idea before. I feel that you are my woman, and this will never change, and what you are mine is mine, so I don't think you are noble. I just want you to come back to me as soon as possible and return to your place. β
"But you have your own thoughts, your pride, your dignity, your minds. I used to think I respected you enough, but how profound ...... to say"
He paused, didn't continue, and when he said it, he lost points and annoyed her.
The respect that coaxes a woman to be happy is to make her happy, that's a little flirtation, and true respect shouldn't be like that. He couldn't tell what it was.
The two words respect are respected and important when taken apart, and he understands it this way.
She was a book he couldn't finish.
At first glance, I didn't think it was eye-catching, but when I looked at it, I thought she was good-looking. She is beautiful, intelligent, gentle, generous, considerate, and self-motivated. She is independent and refuses to cling to men, she is strong and resilient...... In short, she is good at everything.
For him, she is the most important person to him, the person he wants to hold hands with for the rest of his life.
Fu Hanchuan looked at Su Xiang, she married him when she was twenty years old and left him the best years. If life was a flower, she withered in the Fu family.
And now, after so many years, her face has not changed, her skin is moist and fair, her eyes are clear, noble and proud, I don't know how many times better than before.
But none of this was brought out of his hands.
He confessed that she was full of jealousy, and the jealousy stimulated him even more to resolve to be better than that person.
If it wasn't better, how could he get her home?
He can't be arrogant and tell her that the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as his own kennel. His home must not be a piece of chicken feathers that she doesn't want to come back.
He couldn't coax her to say that he had cleaned up this house, and he could sit back and be his wife Fu with peace of mind when he came back.
In Fu Hanchuan's cognition, Su Xiang is his wife, and this has never changed. Otherwise, he wouldn't have remarried her when she was gone, and she wouldn't have escaped from his palm.
But in Su Xiang's cognition, the Fu family is the place where she was hurt, where the sword was arranged, and he was also one of the people who hurt her, she was afraid, and it was instinct to dodge.
He complained privately that if she came back, they could face all difficulties together, and the husband and wife would share their interests and break the money, and he would not be so tired.
But why does he think so?
He didn't give her a sense of security, but he thought he was responsible for her and asked her to come back and face all this?
If it were him, he wouldn't have asked for trouble and ruined his peaceful life.
If it were him, he would have stayed away.
Qiao Ying's words are right, what he doesn't have, Qi Lingyang has.
The Fu family does not have the peace of the Qi family, and Fu Hanchuan does not have Qi Lingyang's patience to maintain her, whether it is patiently cultivating her ability or patiently cultivating their relationship.
Fu Hanchuan held Su Xiang's hand, lowered his eyes and said slowly: "The Fu family is a cup of bad water, and it can't nourish beautiful flowers." Therefore, you can only wither in the Fu family. But in the future, I will give you a different home, you are with me, a place you can rely on with peace of mind. β
Fu Hanchuan thought, no matter how strong she is, she always needs someone she can rely on with peace of mind, and he wants to be someone she can rely on with confidence, not someone she wants to hide from when she sees it.
But he was a knife bearer and injured her, and she was scared when she saw it, what should I do?
He took her hand and kissed her on the lips, the realization that made him fluster. What would he have to do to get her to let her let her guard down, trust him, and accept him again?
Su Xiang looked at him, still thinking he was weird.
He had never said that to her, and he had been stabbing her with a poisonous tongue without any tenderness.
But his sudden gentleness made her a little creepy, but he suddenly seemed to panic, what did he have to panic?
Fu Hanchuan, who is the number one in the world, what can make him panic?
At this time, Fu Hanchuan's eyes became firm again, he looked at her, and said slowly but firmly: "I will definitely make you the most noble woman, and make you feel that being my Fu Hanchuan's wife is a proud and happy thing." You can say to the whole world, I, Fu Hanchuan is your man. β