Chapter 112

In front of it is a wetland with lush green land and flowers in full bloom. The long beach river reflects the sun, and the fish scale patterns go layer by layer from the bank, shining a little golden light.

In the cherry blossoms flying, the slim figure stood straight, the breeze raised her clothes, and her hair danced gently, revealing her white cheeks on one side and a faint look of eyebrows and eyes.

Could it be that he leaned in front of the car and didn't feel boring just looking at his back.

If only I could smile

The camera of the mobile phone captured the scene. He looked at the figure in the mobile phone and involuntarily hooked the corners of his lips.

But when he raised his eyes and looked at the figure again, he frowned and worried: she had been standing for more than half an hour. Didn't she want to jump?

He raised his hand to cover his forehead, looked at the sun overhead, looked at the people in front of his eyes, and walked down the slope.

"Little mute, do you want to jump? I tell you, I can't swim. If you jump down, you'll have to wait to die. "

There was only a cool wind in response to him.

Calling her a little mute didn't respond. Could it be that seeing her staring at the sparkling river with a dignified look, I was even more worried.

He just said he couldn't swim. Of course, it was false. He just saw that she didn't respond at all, not even an echo. Could it be that he scratched his hair and didn't know how to persuade her.

The Fu family has gone too far. It would be better if they didn't help her in and didn't see Chang Yan.

But I can see it all, and I can't go back

"Little mute, Fu Shao doesn't let you in. He doesn't want you to see those people and feel sorry for you. He won't really treat you like that. Don't take it seriously."

Could it be that with his understanding of Fu Hanchuan, he couldn't stop her from seeing Fu Ying, but the people of the Chang family appeared in the Fu family. Mrs. Zhuoya's meaning is so obvious

But the question is, why didn't Fu Hanchuan say anything at that time? At least the little mute wouldn't be so sad.

Could it be that he scratched his head again with sorrow. At this time, Su Xiang turned his head and looked at him. There was a dead silence in his eyes.

She bowed her head, pressed a few words on her mobile phone and said in a voice, "doesn't it mean they don't exist if he doesn't let me in and doesn't see those people in Chang's family?"

Could it be that they opened their mouths and wanted to say that at least out of sight was clean, and then swallowed it again.

No, but the facts are there.

"So... Su Xiang, what do you think?"

Su Xiang pulled his lips and smiled with some helplessness and resentment.

What else can she think?

No matter what she did, the dominant power was not in her hands. She wanted a divorce, but he refused. She wanted to leave far away, but Fu won in his hands.

She wants to fly. Where else can she fly?

He took hold of her weakness. He was sure to eat. No matter what she did, she couldn't put Fu Ying down.

He is going to torture her to the end. Who let her go to his bed?

Could it be that they both looked at her sad smile and pulled their hearts into a ball.

Look at her thin appearance, carrying so much pressure and bearing so much pain, how did she resist?

At the beginning, how could he laugh at her and think she had ulterior motives?

Could it be that Tong raised his hand and wanted to touch her head to comfort her, but he felt inappropriate after just moving. His fingers turned in mid air, touched his ears and said, "don't think about it, then we..."

He looked at some white birds catching insects on the grass and said, "well, you haven't had lunch yet. Let's go to dinner. Yes, it's cold and hungry here. Go to dinner and feel better when you're full. "

This time, without waiting for Su Xiang's reaction, he took her arm and walked directly to the car. A cold sweat fell on his forehead. I was afraid she would jump.

If you really saved her, it would have saved her life, but the river is still very cold in this weather.

Could it be that they took Su Xiang to their car, and the doors were opened. Yu Guangli saw her little Cooper. Forget it, come and drive away when you're full.

Look at her mood, in case of a car crash.

There are business parks and many restaurants in the wetland. Could it be that they drove around a few times and thought about what to eat? Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded in the car.

"Don't turn around, just this one."

Could it be that he was not used to Su Xiang's voice, and his cold voice startled him.

Apart from others, Qi Lingyang did it in people's hearts. No wonder the little mute was close to the boy.

Did you look at the sign of the restaurant with the same probe? It's a fish grill.

"OK, just listen to you."

Could it be that he turned the steering wheel and stopped the car on the parking lot in front of the restaurant. As soon as Su Xiang stabilized, he got out of the car and walked inside.

Could it be that they followed her and frowned when they saw the rows of chili peppers hanging at the door. They breathed out in their hearts. Anyway, it's just to accompany her.

Su Xiang ordered a large plate of grilled fish and a large plate of crayfish.

The grilled fish was covered with a bright red layer of chili oil. She only frowned when she first tasted it, and then ate it sullenly.

Could it be that they took a piece of fish meat and looked at Su Xiang. Seeing that she only buried her head in hard eating, she rinsed the fish in a bowl of boiled water before putting it into her mouth. She still frowned directly.

He can drink both white and red, but the spicy wine is different from pepper. He can't eat it.

A bowl of white rice contains several pieces of fish. Could it be that after eating, Tong put down his chopsticks and never take another bite.

He looked at the woman sitting opposite and twisted the shrimp head and peeled the shrimp shell with sharp fingers. With that ruthless strength, didn't she regard the lobster as Fu Hanchuan?

Listening to the sound of her nose, she asked carefully, "little mute, aren't you hot?"

As soon as Su Xiang looked up, did he want to take back what he had just said.

In front of the woman, her eyes were red, her big eyes were filled with a bag of tears, and her hot red cheeks had been soaked with tears.

Why is it not spicy? She just needs chili to vent.

In silence, Su Xiang took off his gloves, wiped away his tears and nose with a paper towel, and changed a pair of gloves to continue.

At this time, Su Xiang glanced at the same table. There were only a few scattered shrimp shells on it. She realized that the man in front didn't seem to eat much. She held a lobster and handed it to him, indicating that he would eat it too.

Could it be that they both looked at a drop of spicy oil dripping from the shrimp pliers and shook their heads: "forget it, you eat."

Su Xiang was not polite to him. He shrank back and twisted the shrimp head in his other hand

Could it be that Tong breathed out helplessly and unscrewed the immovable fire reducing tea ceremony next to her: "drink this, or you will get angry."

This meal was not happy at all. Could it be that she looked at the woman walking silently in front of her, and if he hadn't stopped her, she would order two more pots to eat.

Although eating is also a kind of venting, this venting is not much better than men's drinking.

In short, it's torture

Could it be that he took the car key out of his pocket with his hand, but saw Su Xiang turn his steps and go to a smoothie shop.

Could it be that he touched his forehead and had to accompany him to the end again.

……

Until the evening, watching the little mute vent enough, watching her enter the community building with her own eyes, could it be that she went back at ease.

In 1988, it was time to say whether it was early or late. There were few guests in the field. Could it be that Peixian was sitting at the bar when he went in.

Could it be that they took a bar of beer and said to Peixian, "the birthday party is over?"

Peixian put one leg on the pedal of the bar stool, and the other long leg stretched leisurely. He tilted his head and looked at him, but he didn't speak.

Could it be that he stared at me with his eyes, frowned, drank wine and said, "Why are you looking at me like this? I'm not Qiao Ying."

He put down his beer and brushed the goose bumps on his arm.

Pei Xianqing hissed, lazily took back his eyes and said, "those two people are in trouble now. Be careful not to make trouble."

Do you think Pei Xian said that he brought Su Xiang into the Fu family's old house and said, "no, I don't know what's going on there. I didn't mean it."

He ate spicy food and ice with the little mute all afternoon. What else can he do?

Pei Xian glanced at him: "I'm not just talking about this."

Could it be that he was stunned, stopped at the beer cup on his lips, his eyes moved, and some noticed what Peixian wanted to say.

Pei Xian said, "we don't know what's going on over there. But Chang Yan lives in the Fu family. It's all made by Mrs. Zhuoya and the Chang family. It has nothing to do with Fu Shao. Don't get involved."

Did he listen to the same breath and put the beer cup on the bar, and suddenly the foam came up from the cup wall.

Do you think I'm happy to meddle in this business

Pei Xian stared into his eyes and said, "what do you mean by chasing out?"

"I brought the little mute in. She was so stimulated. What if something happened to her? Do I have to shoulder the responsibility? "

Could it be that he was worried and the green tendons on his neck came out, but as soon as he said this, he talked about Su Xiang standing by the river for a long time and saying that he ate spicy food until he cried.

"No matter what trouble Fu Shao has, he has gone too far in treating the little mute."

Could it be that Su Xiang stood by the river with a sad face in her mind, and her tears came to her face, and her heart was stuffy.

Peixian looked at his sad face, put his arm on his shoulder, patted and said, "Fu Shao has made a fire. In case he loses his little mute, he will drink the bitter water himself."

He moved the beer to moffetong, picked up his own cup, touched him and said, "we are brothers. It's a big deal to accompany him."

They both drank it up in one gulp. Pei Xian smashed his mouth and looked at it again. They both looked at a row of neat and transparent wine glasses on the shelf in front: "brother, there are some things you can't think about, so stop, stop..."

Could it be that in the same pocket, his fingers touched the fast key on the edge of the mobile phone, opened and closed, and slightly lowered his eyelids. He pulled the corner of his lower lip and smiled, as if helpless and speechless

……

Two days later, the acquisition case between Fu and Shengtang was officially signed at a venue arranged by a hotel. After the signing, the two signatories shook hands and wished smooth cooperation in the future.

The flash lights around kept recording this moment, while Qi Lingyang and Fu Hanchuan were smiling, but there was no temperature in the fundus of their eyes, and even the two hands they held had the meaning of a contest.

One of the conditions for Fu's acquisition of Shengtang is that Qi Lingyang will officially enter Fu as the operation director.

From the outside, Qi Lingyang's appearance caused another uproar.

Feng Zong of the prosperous Tang Dynasty is actually the second young man of the Qi family. He quietly founded such a powerful technology company!

Because Qi Lingyang had been exposed when he was doing charity activities before, coupled with the big accident he gave this time, the press conference was over. At the time of the reporter's interview, the reporters surrounded Qi Lingyang and surrounded him in the middle.

"Excuse me, Mr. Qi, why did you sell the company to Fu without considering your own Qi?"

"Mr. Qi, won't you be dissatisfied with Mr. Qi's?"

"Mr. Qi, why did you start the company in the name of fengjiang?"

“……”

A series of questions rang out at the same time. Qi Lingyang kept smiling and answered them like a stream.

"When I founded the company, I had a playful attitude. In case of bankruptcy, I would lose the face of fengjiang. I won't be beaten when I go home."

"As for the question, why didn't it be incorporated into Qi's family? This is my personal question. I keep silent."

“……”

He only answered a few questions briefly, and then left the rest to his assistant. He nodded to the media and left the meeting.

On the other hand, Fu Hanchuan himself rarely gives interviews. He usually gives it to his assistant when he shows up. This time is no exception.

He stepped down from the stage and walked towards the exit with long legs. The bodyguard stopped the reporter behind him. The staff of the public relations department went to entertain the reporters in due time.

When they walked to the door at the same time, Qi Lingyang pulled his lower lip slightly and said, "Mr. Fu should not want to have a celebration party with me?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him indifferently, and his thin lips opened and closed: "that's right."

With that, he went straight ahead.

At the door of the hotel, his car had already been waiting. He got into the car, looked at the door of the hotel with indifferent eyes, and ordered Qiao Shen to say, "drive."

"Yes, Mr. Fu." As soon as Joe Shen got the order, he drove out immediately. It didn't cost a word more than before.

During this time, Mr. Fu's body was as cold as winter. As long as he was close to him, he could feel the low pressure hovering over him.

The suffocating pressure made Joe feel deeply stressed.

His elder sister Qiao Ying said that the boss was caused by Gu Owen Wang's difficulty in expressing. Just find him a woman and it's over.

Qiao Shen can only pretend not to hear it.

Qi Lingyang, standing on the steps, watched the car disappear in sight, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

A car came. He went to the steps, opened the door, sat on it and said an address.

……

In the box of a high-end restaurant, Fu Zhengnan sat in the first place, looking at the LCD TV hanging on the wall.

This is a big news in Beicheng. When he saw that the two signed and shook hands, he nodded and looked satisfied.

The door rang twice. The waiter opened the door and Qi Lingyang came in.

"Father."

Fu Zhengnan said, "come on, sit down."

Qi Lingyang sat down opposite the table. The waiter asked for instructions and said, "Mr. Fu, can I serve?"

Fu Zhengnan nodded. Just then, Qi Lingyang said, "please wait a minute."

Fu Zhengnan frowned slightly and looked at him. Qi Lingyang said, "I have something to do later, so I won't have dinner with my father."

Fu Zhengnan frowned at him and said to the waiter, "serve."

The waiter got the instruction and withdrew. Fu Zhengnan picked up the teapot and poured tea in the teacup in front of Qi Lingyang. He looked peaceful but his tone was very low: "what's so busy that there's no time to eat with me, huh?"

He raised his eyes and looked at Qi Lingyang with sharp eyes.

Qi Lingyang smiled faintly and said, "it's nothing, just... I hope my father can understand my mood at this time."

Officially enter Fu's mood.

Fu Zhengnan's eyes flashed slightly. When the news came to the interview, Fu Zhengnan looked at Qi Lingyang's answer to the reporter and said, "your identity will be known sooner or later. You should be ready."

Qi Lingyang took a sip of tea and nodded, "I know."

After a few words, they both fell into silence.

In fact, although Fu Zhengnan recognized his son, they were not close and were more silent when they were together.

For decades, there have been unfamiliar relationships with each other. It is difficult to close the relationship in just a few years.

The waiter brought the dishes up and waited for the door to close again.

Fu Zhengnan took a complicated look at Qi Lingyang, picked up his chopsticks, put a piece of beef in the bowl in front of him, and said, "I haven't asked you. What's Qi Haipeng's attitude towards you now? But very dissatisfied? "

Qi Lingyang looked at the piece of beef in the bowl, and the corners of his lips were slightly involved in the next way: "nothing has changed."

Qi Haipeng said it didn't matter, but in the end he violated him. He recognized Fu Zhengnan under his nose, and his dissatisfaction with him was certain.

But when he was in the Qi family, he was dispensable. No matter how bad it could be, not to mention that he had already moved out and didn't need to see what their faces were.

Fu Zhengnan's eyebrows moved and gave a "well".

One is the favored son of heaven, but the other son lives under the fence of others... He is guilty of this son in the end.

After a few seconds of silence, Fu Zhengnan rubbed his fingers and said slowly, "otherwise, find an opportunity to make your identity public, so as not to cover up things in the future."

Qi Lingyang smiled, lowered his eyebrows and took a sip of tea: "no, let it be."

He looked at Fu Zhengnan: "isn't my father going to run for president of the chamber of Commerce? If it is made public, will it be affected at that time? "

Fu Zhengnan frowned and said in a deep voice, "didn't you still want to use Su Xiang's advertisement to hinder me in the president competition?"

Qi Lingyang then reached out to pick up Fu Zhengnan's soup bowl and scooped up the soup. Fu Zhengnan stared at him, but saw his face smiling and calm. He couldn't guess what he was thinking.

At that time, Fu Zhengnan thought that Qi Lingyang wanted to use Su Xiang to make a fool of the Fu family. In this way, Qi Haipeng could have a chance.

"Didn't you still hate me and want to take the opportunity to revenge me?"

In Qi Lingyang's view, his behavior was to abandon his wife. After decades of indifference, how could he have no resentment against him? Although they knew each other and the gap was too deep, otherwise they wouldn't be speechless when they were together.

"Or do you want to give Qi Haipeng a big gift to repay his kindness in raising you?"

Qi Lingyang put the good soup in front of Fu Zhengnan. He raised his eyes and quietly looked at him for a few seconds and said, "my advertising plan really means to set obstacles for you. But now my goal has been achieved. There is no need to block your way. "

"Moreover, I hope to have another quiet day."

Fu Zhengnan looked at Qi Lingyang's magnanimous face and frowned: "purpose?"

Then he would come. Qi Lingyang's purpose in doing so much is to officially enter the Fu family.

Qi Lingyang said, "my father gave me start-up funds to motivate me, but in fact, he didn't really mean to let me back?"

He named him fengjiang and gave him a piece of land to make him self proclaimed king. Does he really think he can't see it?

After saying this, Qi Lingyang picked up one towel and wiped his hands. "Father, I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

He nodded to Fu Zhengnan and got up to leave.

In the exquisitely decorated box, Fu Zhengnan was left alone again.

He slowly twisted his fingers and looked down at the bowl of soup in front of his eyes.

He is Fu Zhengnan. He has fame and status. His handling of Qi Lingyang has been tangled with him.

He is his blood and the son born to him by his favorite woman, but the Fu family is now secure, and his return will inevitably cause shock.

Moreover, Qi Lingyang five years ago was really too unknown, so he didn't know how much strength Qi Lingyang could have.

Out of guilt, he gave him a sum of money to start the company, but he didn't expect that in the past five years, he made the company vivid and colorful, which greatly surprised him, and also let him see that Qi Lingyang has the strength that is not inferior to Fu Hanchuan.

At that time, he was entangled again. He hoped that this son could come back to help the family, rather than become Qi Haipeng's right-hand assistant, but neither Zhuoya nor Fu Hanchuan could accept him calmly.

At that time, Qi Lingyang put forward a condition for him. If he wanted to enter Fu's family, he should be given the opportunity to compete fairly with Fu Hanchuan for his successor.

Fu Hanchuan was trained by Fu Zhengnan and his long-standing successor, but Qi Lingyang's request made him hesitate.

Just when he hesitated, Su Xiang wanted to shoot an advertisement.

He did this to force him to make a decision as soon as possible!

Fu Zhengnan wanted to understand now, and his shrewd eyes flashed a light.

He smiled, worthy of his son Fu Zhengnan. Even he dared to design. If so, he really looks forward to who is more suitable for the successor. Any family needs the most correct helmsman to steer, so as to go on for a long time. Fu Zhengnan was in a happy mood and took a sip of soup with a spoon. But when he looked up and inadvertently saw the bowl opposite, his eyebrows wrinkled again. The piece of beef in the bowl didn't move. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation