Chapter 121

Sue, Miss Sue?

Su Xiang thought she had heard wrong. In the past four years, she slept countless times and called her Miss Su after divorce?

Su Xiang's heart burned a fire, but the flame went out in an instant.

Hehe... Isn't she Miss Su now?

Seeing the bad intention in the man's eyes, Su Xiang grimaced and pinched the palm of his hand without any action.

What is a dress for him? Besides, Mr. Tiffany is Fu's customer. Fu spent a lot of public relations expenses. Can he offend others for a dress?

Don't think she doesn't understand the operation without working in a big company.

He has nothing to do with this. He makes use of it!

Su Xiang didn't know where he offended him. He said divorce. The divorce certificate was sent to her. She didn't even show her face. Did she say anything?

Chang Yan looks at Fu Hanchuan. Does he want to be alone with Miss Su?

What about her?

She knows that she is the only one in this relationship, and he can't see her... But as long as this person doesn't appear in front of him again, he can slowly forget her. As long as they can get along more, she will have a chance

Chang Yan thought of what Mrs. Zhuoya said to her in the garden that day. She was decisive in cutting off the redundant branches, so she bit her lower lip hard, summoned up the courage to take two steps forward, walked to the side-by-side position of Fu Hanchuan and held him in her hand.

Fu Hanchuan's dark eyes kept staring at Su Xiang. Suddenly, he felt a heavy on his arm, slightly wrinkled his eyebrows, took back his eyes and looked at Chang Yan. Su Xiang also looked at them together and saw their arms connected together.

When she was Mrs. Fu, she didn't know how many such pictures she had seen, in TV news, magazines or with her own eyes.

But now, in another capacity, her heart will still tingle.

Su Xiang only glanced and opened his eyes.

Chang Yan looked at Fu Hanchuan and her heart jumped. This is not the first time she took the initiative to hold his arm, but this is the first time she held him in front of a woman.

And this woman is his ex-wife.

She swallowed her saliva, squeezed out a smile and said, "Han, Fu Hanchuan, just a dress. Don't embarrass the little girl."

Chang Yan wanted to show some intimacy and directly called him Hanchuan, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't help calling his full name.

However, compared with calling him "Mr. Fu", I feel that I have taken a big step forward.

She dared not look directly at Su Xiang. She glanced at her quickly and said, "Miss Su should be very busy."

Fu Hanchuan looked indifferently at the woman who had said a few words and blushed. He glanced at the thin white fingers between the arms. He wanted to directly pull out his arms. Yu Guangli glanced at Su Xiang standing foolishly. His eyes moved. He kept that action, looked at Su Xiang and said, "Miss Su used to be a teacher, and now she is Miss Dale's tutor. What he teaches others is" correct when you know your mistakes. ", Will lead by example, won't you? "

Sophistry!

Su Xiang was so angry that he clenched his teeth and squinted at the man.

Since he wanted to change his wife, he would go shopping with his little girlfriend. Didn't he hear that his little girlfriend was already jealous?

The two faced each other. Dale couldn't understand Chinese, but looking at the atmosphere, she grabbed Su Xiang's clothes and leaned behind her.

Su Xiang looked down at Dale. The little girl was more lively, and she was scared back by him.

She calmed down, took a breath, squatted and said in a voice, "let uncle Qi play with you first. I have something to deal with first and come back to you, okay?"

She smiled and pinched her little face to calm her tension, then took her little hand and handed it to Qi Lingyang's hand.

——I'll be right back.

Qi Lingyang looked at Fu Hanchuan's deliberately embarrassed posture, which was aimed at Su Xiang. He said, "wait a minute."

He took his wallet out of his pocket, drew a card from it, handed it to Su Xiang and said, "it has nothing to do with you. You don't need to spend money."

Su Xiang was not polite to him. He reached out and took the black card.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the scene in front of him, but his face was more heavy, and his big hand in his trouser pocket shook it up.

You think it's separation if you don't see this person every day; If you think you have separated from this person, it is called separation; What you think she doesn't eat is no longer piled up on your side, so it's called separation

It turned out that there was a distance. She no longer spent your money and took over someone else's

"Miss Su, I'm very busy. Have you explained it?" Fu Hanchuan said impatiently.

Su Xiang put the card in his pocket, looked back at Fu Hanchuan and came over to him.

She pressed hard on her mobile phone: "Mr. Fu, I don't know what brand of clothes you want to wear?"

Fu Hanchuan gently pulled down the corners of his lips, Mr. Fu?

This reply is really fast.

He tilted his lips and said, "don't Miss Su know what brand and size?"

In the past few years of marriage, she bought most of his clothes and shoes. Isn't she the only one who knows what his mother doesn't know in the world?

Su Xiang's face was a little red. He was too lazy to talk to him again. He raised his feet and walked to the escalator.

Men's wear is on the fourth floor. You'll come back when you buy it.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her back and sneered at Qi Lingyang. He loosened Chang Yan's hand by picking up the mobile phone on the ground.

When Chang Yan saw that Su Xiang agreed to buy clothes, she knew that Fu Hanchuan would go with her.

Her eyes were slightly red and she said wrongfully, "Fu Hanchuan, didn't you say you wanted to send me back?"

It's rare for her to lose her temper with her lover, but she can't control it.

Fu Hanchuan's thumb scratched on the scratch of the broken mobile phone, raised his eyes to Chang Yan and said faintly, "I have something else to do. Do you go back by yourself, or do I ask Qiao Shen to come and take you back?"

Chang Yan is about to cry. Doesn't it mean that coquettish women are the easiest to soften men's hearts?

She can only tell herself in her heart that she can't get his love, at least don't let him hate it.

"No, I'll take a taxi back. You... Go and change your clothes first."

She couldn't find any better words to let herself down the steps. She also felt that she really had no face to follow him. After saying this, she hurried out with a red face.

This is probably the most embarrassed daughter in history.

Qi Lingyang watched Chang Yan quickly walk out of the automatic sensing door of the mall, ran out of the door, covered her face and ran down the steps. It was estimated that she was crying.

He looked at Fu Hanchuan with ridicule and said, "Mr. Fu, will you treat your future Mrs. Fu like this?"

Mrs. Zhuoya tried her best to kick Su Xiang away and was treated like this for the great help brought by her baby son. It would be interesting if Miss Chang ran back and cried.

Fu Hanchuan took his mobile phone back into his pocket and said indifferently, "I don't know where Qi always heard the gossip. How can I know who my future wife is?"

Qi Lingyang pulled his lips: "I'm waiting to receive president Fu's wedding invitation. I'll know who it is at that time."

Seeing that Qi Lingyang was procrastinating, Fu Hanchuan glanced at him and said, "then wait until that time. I hope you will still be Fu's......"

He said something, and then didn't stop any more and walked to the elevator in front.

Qi Lingyang looked at Fu Hanchuan's back, pinched his fingers and gently took a breath. Then he bowed his head and whispered to Dale, "let's go. Let's find a place to sit down and wait for Su to come back..."

At the entrance of the shopping mall, Chang Yan ran down the steps and stood by the roadside waiting for the car with uncontrollable tears.

"Does this level of grievance feel unbearable?" He stretched out a hand and held a paper towel.

Chang Yan was stunned and looked up at the woman in front of her.

A woman has long wavy hair and exquisite makeup. Her mature ol clothes look smart and capable.

The woman stretched out her hand, stuffed the paper towel into her hand and said with a smile, "I know you are Miss Chang, but you don't have to know who I am."

"Compared with your identity, my weight is too light for you to know. I just saw you at the mall and wanted to come and talk to you. "

"I used to be one of the women around Fu Hanchuan, but I'm not the first one when he started, and you won't be the last."

"How much pressure do you think the former Mrs. Fu endured when she could stay with him for so long? How many white eyes? You can't stand this. You'd better give up as soon as possible, or you'll shed more tears. "

The woman raised her lips in scorn and looked down upon such a daughter in her heart.

"It's not nice to say that you are luckier than others. You just cast a good tire, so that you can easily come to him without any effort."

Mrs. Zhuoya has a high eye for choosing her daughter-in-law. Leaving aside the glittering coat of the Chang family, this young lady is nothing.

Chang Yan didn't hear the woman's sarcasm. She squeezed the paper towel in her hand and said, "you don't need your 'kind' comfort."

The woman hooked her lower lip and said, "I really don't mean to comfort you. Just want to remind you that if you want to be a bad woman, it's worse. Either be cruel or get out. "

Then the traffic lights in front of the road switched.

There was a cold light on the bottom of the woman's eyes. She looked at Chang Yan with disdain and walked forward. She soon disappeared into the crowd.

She is Jin Yuxin, a loser who is unwilling to be used by the Fu family and stepped on by a mute!

……

In the men's wear area on the fourth floor, Su Xiang entered a boutique and was selecting men's wear.

Most of Fu Hanchuan's clothes are of the same brand and are customized. This mall doesn't have that brand, so it can only choose good ones.

The man picked all the fabrics and styles. At first, she bought him clothes. He didn't touch them and hung them there. Later, she slowly felt his taste.

Su Xiang chose a black suit from a row of hanging suits. Anyway, his dirty one is also black, and the style is the same. One thing for another, which saves him from picking problems.

Su Xiang decided to take this set and was about to ask the salesperson to pack it. Suddenly, he stretched out a big hand behind him, looked at the clothes up and down and said, "do you think this one is good?"

Su Xiang looked at him with Mao's eyes. What did he want?

"Aren't you dirty?"

Fu Hanchuan slowly hung up his clothes and said, "this style has been worn for two years. Anyway, it's free to change clothes. Why don't I try a new style, don't you?"

His eyes slanted, and there was a bit of evil ruffian taste in his eyes, which was very different from his normal, cold and serious appearance.

Su Xiang pinched his fingers, closed his eyes and endured.

Hehe, clothes that have been worn for a long time should be changed for free. Why not try different flavors?

The last one was a mute wife. He had been humiliated for four years. Now a real daughter is enough to match him.

She changed her location and chose a silver one in a row of light colored suits.

When the weather gets hot, wearing light colored clothes won't feel too hot, and his clothes rack figure can be controlled by wearing clothes of any color.

More importantly, silver doesn't have the heavy feeling of black, which is worthy of his current mood.

Happy horseshoe disease!

Su Xiang didn't give the man the opportunity to participate in the opinion, and directly handed the clothes to the salesperson.

"Miss, I want this suit. Please pack it for me."

She finished writing on her mobile phone, and the mobile phone made it clear for her. The man stood aside, hugged his arm and said slowly, "Miss Su, are you sure you want to take this set?"

Su Xiang pursed his lips and nodded seriously. This one looks good. Do you want it or not.

Fu Hanchuan said, "if the size of the clothes is not appropriate or the clothes are not good-looking, Miss Su, do you think this compensation is sincere?"

Su Xiang glared at him and took the clothes back with his horizontal hand and stuffed them into his hand.

——Change, take it!

A few years ago, when they were almost not in the contract box of the public market, they never went shopping together to buy clothes.

At the beginning, Su Xiang bought clothes for Fu Hanchuan. He learned his size and style preferences from Qiao Shen, which slowly touched his mind.

At this time, Fu Hanchuan looked like a kitten that had been blown up. His little face was red. A trace of pleasure floated from the bottom of his eyes and took his clothes into the fitting room.

Before entering, he paused, turned around and looked at Su Xiang Liangliang and said, "Miss Su, I hope you won't check out and run away secretly while I change my clothes. In this case, it's also irresponsible."

Su Xiang's green veins on her forehead suddenly jumped down. She did have this idea just now.

The man glanced at her with a smile and went in to change his clothes.

Su Xiang sat on the sofa and looked through the magazines used to kill time.

Because it is the men's wear area, this magazine is all about men's products, and there are many honey skinned men with eight chocolate abdominal muscles, which makes the population dry from legs to chest.

There was a cold sneer.

"Su Xiang, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby?"

A woman, staring at the poor man with little cloth in the magazine, can still read with interest. Fu doesn't know how to feel his mood at this moment.

In the past, when she was at home, how did she be shy and shy? She didn't even dare to look more?

After taking a bath one night, Fu looked around in the mirror without clothes. Cut, can those things in the magazine compare with him?

At this time, Su Xiang was ridiculed by the man, but he closed the magazine without changing his face, and then wrote on his mobile phone: "excuse me, Mr. Fu, are you satisfied with this dress?"

Fu Hanchuan gave her a faint look and pointed to the clothes on the shelf, which meant to let her choose again.

Su Xiang snorted and stood up to pick again.

This pattern of women choosing clothes and men trying is very strange. In the eyes of many people, women choose from left to right, and men wait on one side.

After several things in a row, Su Xiang began to get impatient.

"Mr. Fu, didn't you say you were busy?"

Busy, do you still have time to pick left and right here?

Fu Hanchuan stood tall in front of Su Xiang. Su Xiang had to look up at him. The man hung his eyes, opened and closed his thin lips and said, "if the clothes are inappropriate, what mood can he have to do things?"

Su Xiang knew that he was looking for trouble with her, and he didn't choose any more this time.

She tossed her cell phone to the inclined sofa without looking at it.

——Mr. Fu, if I remember correctly, we are divorced. Don't you think it's misunderstood that you're in such trouble with your ex-wife?

——Besides, aren't you afraid of Miss Chang's misunderstanding when you spend time with me like this?

She didn't say it because there were others here. She didn't want others to see her jokes.

Fu Hanchuan squinted at her for a moment: "I can't understand what you're talking about, go..."

Su Xiang interrupted him.

——Mr. Fu, do you really don't understand, or do you pretend to understand?

In the past, he could use this sentence to end their conflict, but Su Xiang would not think so since he saw the book.

Fu Hanchuan can fully understand her sign language!

Fu Hanchuan pursed his lips and stared at her with dark eyes for a few seconds. The two were deadlocked.

——Mr. Fu, please decide which one you want as soon as possible. My time is also very precious.

——If you don't think you can decide, I'll take my opinion as the criterion.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the serious little woman and looked at her momentum. She was really vigorous and resolute.

I haven't seen you for a few days, but it's getting worse and worse.

The man narrowed his eyes and took the first silver suit from the pile of clothes.

Su Xiang looked at him and turned his eyes. It would have been better if he had started this earlier.

She took out the black card given to her by Qi Lingyang and handed it to the salesperson, ready to ask someone to swipe the card. At this time, the man clamped his finger, threw her card aside and took out his own card.

Will he want Qi Lingyang's card to brush off the clothes?

Su Xiang looked at the man's side face, didn't say anything, and silently put away the card.

If he doesn't want it, don't say she's insincere.

In order to ensure that the man would not change his mind a few days later, behind the invoice given by the salesperson, she specially wrote a sentence: this suit is used by Ms. Su Xiang to compensate Mr. Fu Hanchuan. Mr. Fu Hanchuan has signed face to face and agreed that the compensation gift is over, so he is no longer dissatisfied with the incident.

She handed the invoice with the pen and asked him to sign it.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the line of words, took a puff from the corner of his eye, and looked at her strangely.

He clenched his teeth and said, "Su Xiang, are your intestines grown by chickens?"

Su Xiang's slender fingers pointed at the invoice and looked at him faintly.

Although it looks childish, it's necessary to guard against people, isn't it?

She's not sure about Fu Hanchuan.

Fu Hanchuan breathed through his nose and signed his font with a pen. Su Xiang took the invoice, looked at it, folded it carefully and put it in her handbag.

She looked at Fu Hanchuan faintly. Since the matter had been solved, she didn't need to continue to entangle with him.

Su Xiang picked up the mobile phone on the sofa and stepped forward to go out.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her straight back and turned out of the store, pulled off the corners of his lips and sneered.

The salesman had put the clothes he had changed in the bag: "your clothes, sir."

Fu Hanchuan didn't even look at it: "take it and throw it away."

He went out in his silver suit with a black face.

He changed so many clothes that she didn't look straight at him.

……

Su Xiang returned to the restaurant on the first floor and joined Qi Lingyang.

Looking at the dishes that didn't move much in front of him, but were already cold, Su Xiang smiled at Qi Lingyang.

She returned the black card to him and said in a voice, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long."

Qi Lingyang looked at the card and wanted to give it to her for a suitable reason at that moment.

He blinked, withdrew his thoughts and took the card back.

"He didn't embarrass you, did he?"

Su Xiang shook his head and smiled reluctantly.

Qi Lingyang looked at her and changed the topic: "these dishes are a little cold. Do you want to change some more? You haven't ordered yet. "

Su Xiang looked that there were few dishes anyway, so he asked the waiter to pack these cold dishes and change a table again. It's always hard to ask Dale to eat hot ones.

During the meal, Qi Lingyang inadvertently said, "there is no activity arrangement in the afternoon. You might as well go and have a look at your clothes?"

Su Xiang helped Dale, who was not proficient in using chopsticks, eat. When he heard the speech, he paused slightly with his fingers and looked at him. The sentence said by Fu Hanchuan suddenly appeared in his mind.

He said, does Qi Lingyang like her?

Su Xiang always regarded him as a good friend and never thought about it, but at this time, she seemed to feel it a little.

When she didn't know how to answer, Dale's lively voice rang out: "can you help me choose clothes, too? Sue, what do you think looks good on me? "

With Dale's opening, Su Xiang could only accompany them to the clothing store after lunch.

Unlike before, this time, Su Xiang and dale tried on one by one, changing from spring clothes to summer clothes. Qi Lingyang waited patiently. Every time Su Xiang changed his clothes, he said yes with a gentle smile, and then handed her the next one. When they finally walked out of the mall, they both carried a lot of bags, but most of them belonged to Dale. Su Xiang didn't want those clothes. When Dale was sent back, Qi Lingyang sent Su Xiang to Chawan. When she got off the bus, the man said, "wait a minute." He opened the rear compartment, took out a bag from inside and handed it to her. "Just take it as a gift in return for your help this time. Don't refuse." Su Xiang looked at the carton. The clothes of this brand are very expensive. This thank-you gift is too expensive—— I promised you to be Dale's tutor, but I also got the salary there. I'll feel uneasy if I accept your clothes. Su Xiang smiled, politely refused, and turned to the corridor. Qi Lingyang looked at her and stopped her: "Su Xiang..." this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation