Chapter 120

In a B & B in the suburbs, the little girl only looked at him for an interview. He looked at his daughter with a headache, waved his hand and asked someone to take the teacher down.

"Dale..."

"Dale..."

"Can you stop playing the violin?"

"Hey, baby, you're so noisy that I can't work!" Mr. Tiffany is already angry.

He came to Beicheng to work. He couldn't always take his daughter out to play and find the staff around him to take her out, but she didn't even want to step out of the yard door and pulled these noises all day.

He looked at his daughter painfully. She was very talented in violin. After all, her mother was a violinist.

But after that car accident, she never played the violin well again.

The little girl raised her beautiful eyes and put down her violin, but she slapped a sunflower in front with her bow.

The poor sunflower was still smoking, so she broke her waist several times.

Mr. Tiffany looked at it and shook his head. "Dale, you don't like going out and playing, and you don't like these teachers. What else can I bring you?"

The little girl was silent and the bow was playing on the ground. Mr. Tiffany was soft hearted and said, "well, well, you'd better continue to play your violin..."

Just then, the assistant came up to him and said in his ear, "Mr. Tiffany, we still have a tutor who didn't come for an interview."

The Vatican looked at him and had no hope.

He said: "forget it, you book a ticket and send her back to Copenhagen tomorrow."

Probably in a strange environment, Dale's situation is more serious than when she was in Denmark, which is very different from his original expectation.

He was very disappointed with his trip to Beicheng. If there was no progress in his work, he would also return to Denmark.

When Su Xiang walked into the home stay, he was frowned by the harsh sound.

There was no one at the door, and there was no popularity when I walked in. The sound sounded creepy at this time.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, a foreigner with brown hair and blue eyes startled Su Xiang. Qi Lingyang smiled and said to the man, "I'm looking for Mr. Di fan. I'm Fu's representative, Qi Lingyang."

"Oh, you don't have to come. Mr. Tiffany is in a bad mood and is not in the mood to see guests." That man is out on business.

Qi Lingyang slightly raised his eyebrows, glanced at Su Xiang, smiled and said, "maybe you can try again?"

"The teacher around me is usually very difficult to invite."

Qi Lingyang didn't say much and kept a modest smile, but his smile and his eyes just had a feeling that people couldn't refuse.

The Dane looked at Qi Lingyang and then looked at Su Xiang: "well... I'll try again."

Watching the man go, Qi Lingyang bowed his head and smiled at Su Xiang.

Su Xiang was ashamed. She was just invited to help and earn some pocket money. He held her too high.

——I don't have a teacher qualification certificate. If people want to see my certificate later, don't I have no face?

They will be regarded as liars.

Qi Lingyang smiled and said, "don't worry, they don't know that we still have certificates in China."

In fact, Su Xiang was worried. When she saw the blonde man and the little girl, both sides laughed.

"Is that you?" Mr. Tiffany selfishly wanted to find the woman he met in the mall that day, but he didn't hold much hope, and Su Xiang didn't expect that she still had the opportunity to meet the father and daughter.

When the little girl saw Su Xiang, she ran over and showed her first smile in recent days.

Su Xiang said in his mobile phone voice, "were you playing the violin just now?"

The little girl smiled awkwardly and hid the piano behind her.

In the yard, Mr. Tiffany asked people to serve tea and took out their domestic authentic cookies for Su Xiang: "I think this is better with black tea than coffee."

Su Xiang agrees that black tea can relieve the sweetness and greasiness.

Qi Lingyang successfully found the cut-off point and went to talk to Mr. Tiffany. Su Xiang and dale stayed in the yard with her.

She adjusted her voice to English mode and said, "you have downloaded this software. Why do you need a sign language teacher? Danish sign language is different from ours. "

Dale took out her mobile phone and said in a voice, "Dad, he's too busy to have anyone with me."

The little girl looked lonely and looked down at the tip of her shoes.

Su Xiang understood that a little girl was in a strange place, and the person she trusted most was busy working.

Qi Lingyang told her before she came that the little girl became mute because of a car accident and became very lonely in character.

Su Xiang couldn't be clearer about that feeling. She looked at the little girl and said, "so you need someone who can play with you?"

On the stairs, Mr. Tiffany came down holding the handrail and said, "Miss Su, during my stay in China, I want to ask you to be my daughter's tutor. Do you agree?"

Su Xiang's eyes looked behind him. Qi Lingyang looked over there. Qi Lingyang winked at her. It seemed that their first negotiation was more successful.

Su Xiang looked at Mr. Di fan, nodded and said, "yes."

……

In the Fu Building, Mrs. Zhuoya angrily went to Fu Hanchuan's office. Qiao Shen didn't even have time to report. She watched the door close in front of him.

Fu Hanchuan looked up at Mrs. Zhuoya from the computer. The expression on his face was too calm compared with Mrs. Zhuoya's anger.

Mrs. Zhuoya was angry and said, "haven't you heard that Mr. Tiffany's daughter is a mute?"

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and said faintly, "mother, in your tone, I don't think Mr. Di fan will agree to cooperate with us."

Even business partners don't want to hear each other's words that don't respect their families, let alone they haven't become partners.

"I......" Mrs. Zhuoya held her breath in her throat and pinched her fingers. Who knows that the object she tried to win over will have a mute daughter.

She was also angry when she got the news.

Originally, they had favorable conditions, but now, Su Xiang has become Qi Lingyang's capable helper and successfully contacted the two sides.

For them, they are in a passive situation, and it becomes extremely difficult to pull back.

That woman has never done anything good for her son! Before, after divorce!

Fu Hanchuan looked at her, pressed the internal telephone, informed the people in the secretary room to send two cups of tea, then stood up from behind the table, walked to the sofa and sat down, folded his legs.

Mrs. Zhuoya stared at him, sat down on another sofa and asked, "to tell you the truth, have you got the news long ago?"

Qi Lingyang has an intelligence source, but Fu Hanchuan has been in business for so many years. There are many capable people under him. It is impossible not to know this intelligence.

Fu Hanchuan's fingers gently touched each other, and the light flowed in his dark eyes. Looking at his look, Mrs. Zhuoya was more sure that he knew in advance, and angrily said, "why did you let Qi Lingyang grab in front of you?"

"Buckle" twice, Xiao Jia came in with two cups of green tea and carefully put it on the tea table.

"Please drink water, madam." She looked at Fu Hanchuan, got up and went out. It was only a few seconds before and after, and she didn't dare to stay more.

In the secretary room, Qiao Shen saw Xiao Jia coming out and asked, "what's going on inside?"

Joe didn't understand. In fact, they also knew that Mr. Tiffany had a daughter who lost her language function because of a car accident. If the boss took immediate action to ask his wife for help, oh no, Miss Su, it would be on their side now.

But the boss didn't make any news. He missed such a good opportunity for nothing.

He can't understand what the boss is thinking.

Xiaojia said, "of course, madam's face is ugly."

She glanced at Qiao Shen: "I don't understand what you're nervous about. Mr. Qi won the order. Isn't it the same as ours? "

Joe gave her a deep stare: "what do you know, do things."

Then he went back to his special assistance office.

In this office.

Mrs. Zhuoya stared at Fu Hanchuan coldly, waiting for him to give her a satisfactory answer.

Fu Hanchuan took a sip of tea, put down the cup and said faintly, "mother, do you still remember the software designed by Qi Lingyang?"

Mrs. Zhuoya's eyes flashed, her face was gloomy and said, "of course."

That software made Su Xiang from a mute to a sharp toothed woman, fighting against her everywhere.

Fu Hanchuan said, "therefore, I have no need to fight."

"What do you mean?"

Fu Hanchuan smiled coldly and said, "even if we can contact Mr. Di fan in advance, Mr. Di fan will meet with Qi Lingyang again."

"Do you think Qi Lingyang will miss this opportunity?"

He has that charity software. It is enough for his daughter to speak again to win the favor of Mr. Tiffany. In addition, he is the person in charge of Shengtang. This time, he occupies a more favorable side.

"Mother, time, place and people are in harmony. This time, he has an advantage over us."

Fu Hanchuan emphatically said the six words "favorable weather, favorable place and harmonious people" and looked at Mrs. Zhuoya.

At that time, Qi Lingyang entered the Fu family, and his first project was the green plan designed by Fu Hanchuan himself.

The geographical advantage is that Mr. Tiffany came to Beicheng and brought his daughter, which has become an unexpected and key factor.

Renhe is the relationship between Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang, and the divorce between Fu Hanchuan and Su Xiang.

Mrs. Zhuoya pinched the handrail with her fingers. The fact was in front of her, and she was unwilling.

She thought for a moment and said, "no, I heard that Mr. Tiffany seems to have known Su Xiang for a long time. If she says a word or turns to serve us, things will turn around."

At the thought of that woman, Mrs. Zhuoya's brain ached. Who could have thought that the key to this matter would be the mute who was despised in every way!

She added: "that software just shows the strength of our Fu. Aren't you more sincere to negotiate as a vice president?"

Fu Hanchuan sneered and looked at Zhuo Yafu humanely: "mother, what identity do you think I should go to talk to Su Xiang now and let her help me?"

Mrs. Zhuoya was stunned and embarrassment flashed on her face.

She mumbled, "Fu Ying is the future heir of the Fu family. She can't say a word."

When it came to this, even if it was a slap in the face, I endured it for the sake of the successor.

Fu Hanchuan slowly rubbed his fingers on the tea cup and said low, "how old is Fu Ying now..."

He looked up and said, "in fact, I'm going to give up this project."

Mrs. Zhuoya opened her eyes and pointed to him, "you... Do you know what you're talking about!"

To give up the project is to let the company out!

"Still, divorcing that woman makes you so hard hit and become so demoralized!"

Fu Hanchuan smiled faintly, with a cold light in his eyes: "mother, you will see my goal, which has never changed..."

……

Su Xiang took Dale to many famous scenic spots in Beicheng. The little girl didn't look blue with her. Like an ordinary little girl, she was full of curiosity about this strange city.

"China is different from what I saw on TV... Unfortunately, it's not the Spring Festival... When is the Spring Festival? Are there really dragons and lions? "

Dale held the ice sugar gourd in her hand and the mobile phone in her other hand. Her hands looked like a long dragon. Her excited little face was red. Everyone would be attracted by such a beautiful little girl.

Su Xiang looked at Dale and smiled happily, with a faint smile on her lips.

Her voice said: "the Spring Festival has passed. If you want to see it again, you can only wait for next year."

"But this festival is amazing. Why is it held at different times every year? How can I know when it will come? How did you know? "

Su Xiang knew what Dale looked like. She was very lively, talkative and curious.

"Here, the first day of the first month is the Spring Festival. There is a book called the old yellow calendar, which will tell us every Chinese Festival..."

Su Xiang said patiently. Qi Lingyang lined up to buy online red ice cream from the ice cream store and just heard her inviting Dale to come next year's Spring Festival.

"I'll send you an email in advance, and then you'll know."

Qi Lingyang put the ice cream on the table: "those who like to eat peaches hurry up, only the last box."

Three hands stretched out at the same time. In a second, there was only the last orange flavor left in front of him.

The two ladies were elated. Su Xiang grabbed the peach. Dale was a step late and got the mango. Qi Lingyang picked his eyebrow and accepted the reality and picked up the orange ice cream.

In fact, the taste is just ordinary, just eat fresh.

Su Xiang and dale could exchange food with each other, and she didn't eat much cold food. She dug a spoonful and put it on the lid, and pushed the rest in front of Qi Lingyang.

Qi Lingyang looked at her: "I don't like to rob so fast."

Su Xiang shrugged his shoulders and pressed on his mobile phone with one hand: "just play. Now the weather is not hot."

It's only April. It's too cold to eat ice.

After writing, she also told Dale not to eat more.

Qi Lingyang smiled, pinched the scoop and ate slowly, enjoying the warmth of spring.

I was going to continue to talk about the contract with Mr. Tiffany today, but he had domestic affairs to deal with first, so he spare a day to go shopping with them.

Qi Lingyang smiled and looked at the two women opposite talking eagerly, as if they had met a confidant. They could talk about anything.

At this time, Dale looked at Qi Lingyang, suddenly stood up to his side and showed him her cell phone.

She didn't use voice conversion to write this sentence: do you like Sue?

Qi Lingyang glanced at Su Xiang. She smiled. Her curved eyebrows and eyes looked like the moon. The waves were full of tenderness and heart pounding.

Pulling back his sight, Qi Lingyang smiled and rubbed the little girl's hair.

Su Xiang looked at them and said in a voice, "what are you talking about?"

The atmosphere here is good. On the second floor of a western restaurant on the other side of the road, the man's face is like the weather in a typhoon. It's extremely gloomy. His slender fingers hold the knife and fork tightly. It's not like cutting steak, but like killing people.

Hehe, what did he tell Murphy before?

Oh, yes, Su Xiang has good psychological quality and can withstand any blow.

Isn't that it?

I can come out of the shadow of divorce so soon and sit and have fun with people without a trace of haze.

As if she had been waiting for freedom.

Yes, her microblog name is a flying fish. If you open the cage for her, it will fly into the sky.

It seems that she is much happier with Qi Lingyang than with him, huh?

Although they knew they were not a family of three, the happy atmosphere gave people the illusion.

She even gave what she had eaten to other men. She let go. She's not formal at all, huh?

In Fu Hanchuan's impression, the three of them ate out together at the aquarium, but she didn't have such a bright smile at that time.

His fingers tightened more, and the cold knife and fork was warmed by the temperature of his palm.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. He looked at the open-air seat downstairs and his thin lips closed tightly.

Chang Yan finally asked Fu Hanchuan to have dinner with her, but she saw that the man had been watching below. She looked down his eyes and stabbed her in the heart.

Didn't Mrs. Zhuoya say that they had divorced? Why did he still care so much about Su Xiang?

Chang Yan looked at Fu Hanchuan and said softly, "isn't that Miss Su?"

Fu Hanchuan took back his eyes and cut the beef indifferently, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Chang Yan chewed, and Yu Guangzhong saw Fu Hanchuan's eyes glancing downstairs.

Chang Yan's mouth tastes like chewing wax. The happiness of having lunch with a man is slowly disappearing from her.

She bit her lip and said, "Mr. Fu, shall we go down and say hello to Miss Su?"

Fu Hanchuan drank a mouthful of red wine. Without lifting his eyes, he said in a low voice, "No."

Speaking, Yu Guangli saw that the seats downstairs were empty.

His breath became more heavy. He said, "Miss Chang, I have something to go back to the company this afternoon. I'll take you back first."

Chang Yan pursed her lips and nodded reluctantly with a smile.

It's Mrs. Zhuoya who can make an appointment with Fu Hanchuan.

Mrs. Zhuoya asked him for lunch, but when she arrived at the restaurant, Chang Yan came. It was impossible for Fu Hanchuan to turn around and leave. Only then did they sit together and have a separate lunch.

But for Chang Yan, it's even worse.

This lunch, they didn't talk about anything. The man she looked at was looking at others. Only she knew what it was like.

After eating, they went downstairs and walked to the gate of the mall together. Fu Hanchuan was answering the phone and something hit him head-on.

"Hmm..." Fu Hanchuan snorted, and the mobile phone slipped out of his hand.

Looking down, his black suit was stained with several fine sugar particles, an ice sugar gourd lying on the ground, and his broken screen mobile phone.

Dale rushed all the way into the mall to go to the bathroom. Seeing a man coming in front, the ground was too slippery. She couldn't stop her feet and hit her head.

The little girl looked up timidly at the man's dark face and stepped back in fear.

Su Xiang came in from behind her, saw Fu Hanchuan, and slowed down.

This is the first time we have met since their divorce.

They looked at each other face to face. Su Xiang gently tightened his lips and tried to control his emotions.

Chang Yan looked at Su Xiang and Fu Hanchuan. She felt sour in her heart and was pumping in her stomach.

One side is missing, and the next

Qi Lingyang came in last and frowned slightly when he saw the situation in front of him.

He only gently swept the front, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, walked forward, and the shiny leather shoes stepped on the smooth and hard floor tiles, making a crisp tapping sound.

"Mr. Fu, what a coincidence. Are you having lunch with Miss Chang? "

He glanced at Chang Yan with a pale face, and his eyes fell back on Fu Hanchuan's face.

The man's low and gentle voice was polite. It sounded relaxed and hostile. Su Xiang also suddenly revived in this voice and looked at Chang Yan standing next to him.

It seems that we have reached the point of dating and eating together. The good news of the marriage between Fu and Chang in the future is about to be implemented

Su Xiang smiled slightly. No matter whether the smile was hard or something else, she would smile to her.

Fu Hanchuan looked at Qi Lingyang and Su Xiang. Finally, his eyes fell on Dale who hit him.

He said, "is she Mr. Tiffany's daughter?"

Qi Lingyang walked forward and said, "do you know her?"

Fu Hanchuan gently hooked one lip corner: "the most obvious feature of the emperor Fan family, blonde hair and green eyes, is easy to see." He looked at Qi Lingyang. "It seems that you are going well."

Qi Lingyang smiled faintly and said, "it's pretty good." He looked at Fu Hanchuan's dirty suit and said, "President Fu's clothes are dirty. Miss dale is my guest. I'll be responsible for the compensation. Someone will deliver the clothes to you later. " Fu Hanchuan didn't seem to hear what he said. He looked at Su Xiang and said, "I heard that you are miss Dale's tutor now. Since you are her guardian, should you take the responsibility?" He looked around the mall for a week and said lazily, "it's just convenient to buy clothes here, Miss Su, please." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.