Chapter 82

With the approaching of the new year's festival, Beicheng, a prosperous city, is becoming more and more empty. Many migrant workers have embarked on the road of returning home. Outdoor buildings have stopped working, and large cranes have stopped. There is only a pool of oil on the ground where snack stalls were originally placed on the roadside.

Su Xiang sat lazily on a window seat in the bookstore, chin propped, looking at the opposite road.

After the advertisement is shot, she has nothing else to do. She reads books for the exam on weekdays, and then looks forward to the advertisement of the Spring Festival.

The mobile phone rang, and Su Xiang thought again. A message came in the mobile phone: go back to the old house.

Looking at the simple three words, her eyebrows wrinkled deeply.

But she packed up the books on the table, got up and went out.

The car arrived at Fu's old house a moment later. The housekeeper Lao he waited at the door and saw her get off. He said faintly, "madam, sir is waiting for you in the study."

Su Xiang was stunned. She thought it was Mrs. Zhuoya looking for her, but it was Mr. Dafu?

In the past three years, Su Xiang had few opportunities to face Fu Zhengnan directly. Generally, Mrs. Zhuoya commanded her this and that.

Su Xiang sank slightly and walked inside.

In the study, Fu Zhengnan wore reading glasses and looked down at the company's documents. When he heard a knock on the door and said "come in", Su Xiang pushed the door in. Seeing that he was busy, he stood quietly aside.

I don't know if this father-in-law has anything important to do. Do you want to find her in person?

Su Xiang stood for a long time until Fu Zhengnan finished reading the stack of documents on the table. He took off his reading glasses and looked at her.

The sharp and serious eyes made Su Xiang's back stand up unconsciously. She nodded at him.

Fu Zhengnan didn't expect her to call out a father or father. He said in a low voice, "I heard you took an advertisement?"

Su Xiang was slightly surprised, but it was no secret. She nodded her head, took out her mobile phone from her bag and was about to explain to him. Fu Zhengnan waved his hand and said coldly, "I don't have time to see what you said. I asked you to come because I asked you to withdraw the advertisement. If it involves any liquidated damages, the Fu family can afford to compensate. "

Su Xiang was stunned and stared round.

Mr. Dafu is so efficient that he doesn't even give her a few minutes to explain.

She bit her lip and wrote on the mobile phone screen: what if I don't want to?

Fu Zhengnan glanced at her coldly: "there is no room for you to be willing or not. You have to obey. Otherwise, please go out of the Fu house immediately. Our Fu family can't afford to lose this man. "

Su Xiang's face turned white. After a few seconds, he stuffed his mobile phone into his bag and walked to the door.

As she held the door handle with her fingers, Fu Zhengnan's cold voice came from behind: "I can allow you to live in our Fu family as a mute, but only if you are safe. If you are so restless again, don't blame our Fu family for being ruthless to you. "

Su Xiang's fingers clenched the door handle, and her diaphragm made her finger bones ache.

Anfen means to let her live quietly like an invisible person?

With a click, she opened the door.

There is a strong smell of cigars and depression in the study. Outside the study is fresh air and a broad living room, but it is not as broad as the outside view.

She took a step forward, and the low voice of the man behind her continued to come.

"Also, don't affect Fu Hanchuan. He is the heir of our Fu family. You can't make waves!"

Su Xiang turned his back to Fu Zhengnan, his body was stiff, his throat rolled down, straightened his back and went out.

Downstairs, Mrs. Zhuoya probably didn't know that Su Xiang was coming. She was stunned when she saw her coming down from upstairs.

Lu Weiqi saw her, smiled and said, "Mrs. Fu."

When Su Xiang saw Lu weiqi, his eyebrows frowned, and he felt an instinctive aversion in his heart.

No matter how perfect she is, she is Fu Hanchuan's ex girlfriend and the person he misses, and she is Mrs. Fu. This antagonistic relationship can't make her feel comfortable seeing this person.

I want to know why Mrs. Zhuoya brought Lu Weiqi here. At this time, Lu Weiqi is no different from Jin Yuxin in the past. She comes to replace her.

But Lu Weiqi... If she comes to be Mrs. Fu, will she return to her original position?

At the thought of this, she was worried. It was difficult to pretend to be natural and unrestrained.

Su Xiang cocked up an unsuccessful smile and went straight to the door.

Mrs. Zhuoya turned her head and looked at Su Xiang's back. She looked again in the direction of the study. Without saying anything, she asked the servant to make tea.

"Madam, I'll go out first." Lu Weiqi nodded to her and turned to the door.

Su Xiang opened the door and was about to sit on it when Lu Weiqi came after her.

"Mrs. Fu, please wait a minute."

Su Xiang held the door and turned to look at the woman trotting past.

Lu Weiqi stood still in front of her, breathing a little panting, and the white fog was scattered in the air.

"Mrs. Fu, at the annual meeting last time... You won't misunderstand what I had with Hanchuan?"

Su Xiang looked at her silently without any response. Lu Weiqi smiled and pulled a strand of hair behind her ear. After slightly alleviating the embarrassment, she smiled and said, "I don't mean anything else, just don't want to cause your misunderstanding."

"It's hard for Hanchuan to fall in love with someone. I don't want Mrs. Fu to misunderstand him because of my relationship."

Su Xiang opened his handbag, took out his mobile phone and wrote: Miss Lu, you don't have to tell me this, do you?

After reading it, Lu Weiqi suddenly said, "yes... Yes... I seem to have crossed the line."

She pursed her lips and lowered her eyes slightly. Su Xiang looked at her. She didn't speak. She couldn't swing on the door and leave.

She wrote on her mobile phone: do you have anything else?

Lu Weiqi looked as if she remembered something. She looked down and took out a box from her bag. Then she saw her take out two tickets and put them above the box and handed them to Su Xiang.

Su Xiang looked at the ticket and recognized that it was Lu Weiqi's Ballet ticket.

Lu Weiqi said, "this is what I originally planned to give to Hanchuan. Since I happened to meet Mrs. Fu, please ask Mrs. Fu to hand it over for me."

Then she smiled narrowly: "it seems that it's not convenient for me and Hanchuan to meet privately, so please Mrs. Fu."

"These two tickets are for you and Hanchuan. Last time I came back, I gave him a ticket, but he may not come because he's afraid you think too much. Well... This is the last performance of my tour. After that, I will go to Spain to participate in the variety show... "

"Mrs. Fu, if you are interested, let's have a look with Hanchuan. Seriously, the performance of our dance troupe is really good. Even if you don't come to see me, you can watch other people's performances. "

Su Xiang took the box and the ticket. Lu Weiqi seemed to have completed the task and sighed with relief: "then I'll go first. Mrs. Zhuoya invited me to dinner." She looked back at the villa in her eyes. "Don't get me wrong, madam. She just likes to watch my performance and talk to me."

When she finished, she turned and left.

Su Xiang took the box in his hand and looked at her back. It was like taking a piece of charcoal. It was neither lost nor taken.

This woman is so talkative that she has no room to refuse.

Su Xiang got in the car and put the box on the passenger seat. He wanted to ignore it, but the box seemed to be talking and kept tempting Su Xiang to glance again and again.

She picked up the box again, weighed the weight, and shook it again. She didn't know what it was. It weighed about one or two kilograms. There was a dull sound when shaking.

Since it is inconvenient to give it to Fu Hanchuan privately, why not let it be delivered by express? Now the city express will arrive in a few hours.

Su Xiang glanced at the villa, took a deep breath, put the box back on the passenger seat and drove forward.

In the villa, Mrs. Zhuoya drank tea, watched Lu Weiqi come in and said, "what have you told her for so long?"

Lu Weiqi smiled, sat down on the sofa opposite her and said, "nothing. I want to invite Mrs. Fu to see my last performance."

Mrs. Zhuoya looked at Lu Weiqi for a few seconds, with an appreciative look on her face and said, "it's really miss Lu. Her atmosphere and wrist are not ordinary. You can still calm down in the face of her. "

She gently shook her head: "my eyes hurt when I saw her, but I don't have your good patience."

Lu Weiqi said, "Mrs. Fu is quiet, has a good temper and knows things. I think it's good."

She took a sip of tea, the corners of her lips bent, and a faint light crossed her eyes.

Just take your time and let the woman be ashamed of her and suspicious of Fu Hanchuan. She can't bear the taste of eating her heart day by day

……

Su Xiang returned home and put the box on Fu Hanchuan's desk in her study. She was about to leave. She took another look at the box and picked it up.

She wanted to put it on the bedside table in the bedroom. Fu Hanchuan saw it and opened it in front of her, so that she could know what was in it.

However, if Fu Hanchuan avoids her opening, he will think in vain.

After thinking about it, she put the box back on her desk, tore a post it note and pasted it on the carton, saying: Miss Lu entrusted me to hand it over to you.

In the evening, Su Xiang put the last casserole soup on the table and looked at the door. At this time, Fu Hanchuan should have come back long ago.

Fu Ying came over with her mobile phone: "Ma Ma, phone."

Su Xiang picked up his mobile phone and looked. Fu Hanchuan sent her a message. He won't come back for dinner tonight.

Su Xiang picked up Fu Ying and put it in the children's seat. He filled a bowl of soup from the casserole and cooled it to feed his son.

Tonight's dinner, just her and her son.

At about eight o'clock, Fu Hanchuan came back. The couple met face to face and had nothing to say. Fu Hanchuan went to the study. Su Xiang took his son into the children's room and took him to take a bath.

The door behind him closed, and Su Xiang stood at the door with his son in his arms. There was a faint fragrance in the air.

She glanced at the closed door. The incense was the white skin old mountain incense of the Fu family's old house. Mrs. Zhuoya bought it from India. It was unique and expensive.

Lu Weiqi is having dinner at Fu's house tonight, and Fu Hanchuan also goes back. It seems that Mrs. Zhuoya is going to repeat her old skills again.

But in the past, she didn't avoid eating. It's best for her to be present, so that she can stab her from time to time.

But it's different for Lu Weiqi. I think her main wife is out of the way there.

Let the perfect Miss Lu fight back to Fu Hanchuan. If she is there, people will not let go.

Su Xiang gently pulled the corners of his lips and turned to close the door.

In the study, as soon as Fu Hanchuan walked to the desk, he saw the box on it. He reached out and took off the top post it note, took it up and looked at it, and pasted it on the computer.

He opened the box and found a crystal ring trophy wrapped in scraps of paper. It was the one he proposed to Lu Weiqi three years ago.

Fu Hanchuan picked it up, looked at the shelf on one side and put the trophy on it.

There are seven trophies in total, and all the trophies in his racing career are complete.

The next day, song's mother went to the study to clean up. Su Xiang pretended to go in and look for books and took a look at the desk.

The carton has been thrown into the dustbin, and there is an extra trophy on the shelf.

Su Xiang came into the study many times. She even arranged the books on the bookshelf. She was clear about the furnishings. She recognized at a glance that there was an extra trophy on the shelf.

Su Xiang reached out and took down the trophy, his eyes flashing slightly.

Is this the one where Fu Hanchuan proposed to Lu Weiqi?

The ring shape is crystal clear, like a ring. If it was her, she would promise.

Lu Weiqi... Actually put Fu Hanchuan who loves her so much. Don't

Su Xiang pulled a self mocking smile and put the trophy back.

……

The days went on slowly, and finally came the new year's Eve. This was the third spring festival that Su Xiang spent at Fu's house.

The weather was cold, and old Fu didn't come out of his room in winter. Fu Hanchuan and his family all went into his house to pay New Year's greetings to him. Su Xiang couldn't go in without the old man's permission, so he had to wait in the corridor.

Su run sent her a message and asked her when she was free. She took Fu Hanchuan and Fu Ying back to her mother's house for dinner. Su Xiang deleted this message.

There was a faint voice in the room. After a while, Mrs. Zhuoya came out and said to Su Xiang, "the old man let you in."

Su Xiang followed her into the room and stood on the side of Fu Hanchuan.

Winter is hard. The old man is weaker than when he saw him last Mid Autumn Festival. His eyes are concave and his lips are purple and black. On one side of the bed, there is a ventilator, which seems to have just been used.

There was a cushion in front of the bed. Under the guidance of Mrs. Zhuoya, Fu Ying knelt down in good order, folded his hands, worshipped old Fu three times, and said, "I wish grandpa good health and a long life."

The little guy put on the Tang costume. His pink face looked like a new year picture doll. The more he saw it, the more he liked it. He felt a red envelope from the pillow.

"Good, good grandson, Grandpa gives you a big red envelope."

Fu won the red envelope and smiled to Su Xiang: "Ma Ma, here you are."

Su Xiang helped him put the red envelope in his pocket, then went to the cushion, knelt down and worshipped the old man.

Master Fu only looked at her and didn't say anything. It seemed that he was just to confirm whether she was still in the Fu family. When he saw her, he frowned and looked at Fu Hanchuan, as if he was dissatisfied with him.

Master Fu waved his hand: "well, I'm tired. You all go out."

A group of people came out of the room. It was the end of the new year for old Fu.

Su Xiang walked at the end. When she reached the garden, Mrs. Zhuoya stopped her.

"The old man just saw Fu Ying and said he wanted more. The Fu family Ding Danbo, but the family business is getting bigger and bigger. In the future, Fu Ying is too hard to bear alone. "

Su Xiangmei's eyes moved. Does the old man want her to regenerate?

In those years, the Fu family promised to marry her in order to see his great grandson. When Fu Ying was born, the old man struggled with life and death, and so did she.

Fu Ying was born and the old man survived the crisis, so Fu Ying was particularly favored.

Just now she saw that the old man's situation was not very good. She wouldn't want to have a baby again, would she?

However, if she could have been born, according to Fu Hanchuan's frequency, she would have been born long ago.

As soon as the idea flashed, Mrs. Zhuoya said the next word.

"When you gave birth to Fu Ying, your body was damaged too much. In recent years, I don't see any movement in your stomach. I'm afraid it can't be enough. Su Xiang, your Su family has benefited a lot from the Fu family over the years. The Fu family is also worthy of your family. "

"Now, Miss Lu is back. Do you know her relationship with Hanchuan?"

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Mrs. Zhuoya didn't want to speak too hard during the new year. After leaving these words, she went on.

The cold wind in the garden was biting, and Su Xiang was cold and cold. Fortunately, in the past three years, this practice made her "skill" deep, and she didn't feel too heartache.

Remember, Mrs. Zhuoya hasn't said these words to her for a long time.

It's an accident that she can give birth to Fu Ying. The Fu family won't want her to have a second and third child.

The Fu family is in urgent need of a new generation. Mrs. Fu has come to add children to the noble family

Entering Fu's main building, the oncoming heating inspired Su Xiang. Fu Hanchuan stood not far from the lobby, looked back at her and turned to the restaurant.

Su Xiang looked at his back. Fu Hanchuan, what did he think?

The Fu family's dinner was deserted, with a large table of dishes, and the seats on the table were dissatisfied.

No wonder master Fu wants more children, at least lively.

It was probably because too many things had been accumulated in the past year. The meal was more unpleasant than ever. There was almost no voice on the table. Even Fu Ying felt the atmosphere was different and ate obediently.

On New Year's Eve, Su Xiang listened to the sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside and watched the Spring Festival Gala.

If she is still a teacher in school, her program will be arranged in the Spring Festival Gala program of the city TV station this year.

She looked at the time. In the early morning, her advertisement would be broadcast.

This is her best gift this year.

Fu Hanchuan came out of the bathroom with wet moisture on his body. He glanced at the little woman staring at the TV and threw the towel.

A large towel wrapped Su Xiang's whole head in, and suddenly there was a white in front of him.

Su Xiang angrily pulled off the towel. Fu Hanchuan turned off the TV: "what's good? It's so noisy. Come and wipe my hair."

He sat down on the leather sofa, picked up a stack of documents on the tea table and began to read them.

Su Xiang resisted the urge to roll his eyes, grabbed a towel and rubbed hard on his thick black hair.

"Wipe well." The man looked up and stared at her. Su Xiang didn't want to quarrel with him. In the future, he would have a gentle woman like Lu Weiqi to wipe his hair.

At this thought, her heart suddenly sour, sour her nose blocked up.

The movement on the hand also slowed down.

There won't be many opportunities in the future. Let's take it as the return of his care for her in the past three years.

But the next day, when Su Xiang saw her advertisement, she was angry.

The unit she participated in was all cut out, and the part of the children was changed to the part where they learned sign language dance at school.

When she was shooting, the photographer also said that the completion was very good, and the editor could not cut this paragraph out and replace it with other content for no reason.

Su Xiang grabbed his mobile phone and immediately sent a message to Qi Lingyang.

Crisp candy is not fragrant: why is there no part of my advertisement?

When the message was sent out, she sat there, one foot shaking uncontrollably, and looked at her mobile phone from time to time.

After a while, Qi Lingyang's phone came in directly. Su Xiang picked it up without waiting for two rings.

"Su Xiang, I thought you would send me a happy new year on the first day of the new year."

Su Xiang was stunned. There was a group in their project team. Last night, Chinese New Year blessings were sent to the group, so they were not sent alone.

But soon, Su Xiang realized that Qi Lingyang was trying to change the topic, or trying to make her less angry in a relaxed tone.

But how could she not be angry?

He was the one who asked her to design the advertisement and advised her to participate in the advertisement, but what did she see when she finished everything?

She has no camera?

What is this, playing her like a fool?

Su Xiang knocked hard on the screen twice to express her anger.

At the other end of the phone, Qi Lingyang lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. But if you don't delete your lens, our advertisement will face the problem that it can't be put on the shelf on the broadcasting platform, so... "

Su Xiang's heart thumped and his head seemed to have been beaten.

Qi Lingyang didn't understand, but she knew that someone had pressed him and blocked her.

She is a passer-by who is not famous, not even an advertising actor. Unexpectedly, someone wants to block her?

But I want to know who it is.

No wonder Fu Hanchuan didn't let her watch TV. He didn't want her to see the advertisement.

Holding her cell phone, she turned to the man sitting on the open balcony in the sun and hung up.

——Why did you ask someone to cut my lens? Fu Hanchuan slowly took a sip of tea, looked at her and said, "you want to shoot advertising. After your addiction, what else do you want?"“ Su Xiang, do you really think that your little intelligence can pass with me? "“ Do you think I have nothing to do with you after you shoot the advertisement? " At that moment, Su Xiang only felt that his chest was full of air and was so angry that he was going to explode. When she signed up for advertising, he didn't object. He asked her to choose between last year's advertising and shooting advertising. She did both, but in the end, he easily put out her success. Can't she make some achievements in their Fu family and only be a transparent invisible person? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.