Chapter 137

A woman's fair skin is full of healthy pink, her eyes are bright, her lips are tilted up, her smile is a little playful, and she can't see any pressure at all.

Looking at her mother, little Pearl also raised her meat whistling little hand and held her small face: "Ma..."

The little guy succeeded in teasing the two people. She didn't know why they laughed, but she also giggled with them. As soon as her watery eyes were bent, she was particularly pleasing.

Qi Lingyang couldn't help kissing her on the cheek: "little drama, you can play treasure."

A spoonful of porridge was fed to her mouth. The little guy smashed it and ate it. Su Xiang took a paper towel to wipe the rice soup hanging on the corner of her mouth. She grabbed her hand and babbled. After listening for a while, Su Xiang frowned and said, "do you think it's my relationship that she learned to speak so late?"

Qi Lingyang looked at her and said, "you said that children talk late. What does it have to do with you?"

He paused and then said, "I think you're surprised now."

Su Xiang pulled the corners of his lips, bowed his head and drank a mouthful of porridge. The spoon stirred for a while.

She swallowed that mouthful of rice porridge after holding it in her mouth for a long time, as if she wanted to taste every taste carefully.

Her eyes fixed on a toy placed randomly on the table and said, "in fact, there's nothing to be afraid of."

"When I left, I had nothing. I still remember you said that leaving is to go back better."

She turned her head and hung a smile on her lips.

Qi Lingyang held the Pearl in one hand, freed his hand to rub her soft hair, smiled and said, "no one can do better than you."

……

A plane crossed the sky. After a while, the passengers on the plane came out of the passage.

Outside the line, there were many people standing to pick up the plane.

A woman wearing sunglasses, slightly sideways, whispered to the man on her side, "Wow, I won't be so famous?"

The man glanced at the excited crowd over there and said, "your name is Seahawk?"

The woman shook her head, and the man smiled and said, "I'm afraid you think too much."

At first glance, the fans came to pick up the idol. The woman stared at him and glanced at him: "I really don't have a sense of humor."

"Your joke is not funny enough."

Behind them, a man in cool clothes raised his hand, nodded to the fans and strode past them.

"Wow, sea eagle, sea eagle!" Out of the passage, the fans rushed up excitedly. Fortunately, there were security guards around. The man said hello and strode forward under the escort of the staff.

The man held a little girl in his hand and put his other hand on the woman's shoulder to prevent her from being dispersed.

A Bentley has long been parked outside the airport. It's not far from the nanny car of the big star. It's noisy there, but it's quiet and low-key here.

Chu Zheng got out of the car and greeted the oncoming man: "Mr. Qi."

"Yes." Qi Lingyang nodded and asked Su Xiang to get on the bus first, while he sat down next to her.

The car sped along the road.

Su Xiang looked at the scenery passing by on both sides of the road. His face was very calm, but he just resisted the surging of his heart.

Three years can change a lot.

In Beicheng, there are several more landmark high-rise buildings, and some plots have been demolished and surrounded by simple walls, with new real estate advertisements painted on the walls.

When she walked, only flowers sent off on both sides of the road and green trees greeted her when she came back.

Su Xiang looked at some strange cities. Her fingers couldn't help pinching the corner of her skirt. A big hand next to her held her and protected her cool little hand in the palm. It was a very warm and thick feeling.

Su Xiang took back his sight and looked at Qi Lingyang. Little Pearl was asleep. He grabbed his skirt with his small hand, as if he had dreamed of something. His mouth was wriggling. The man smiled and looked at her.

So, very warm, very calm.

Qi Lingyang asked Chu Zhengxin to buy a real estate before he came back. The car stopped at the door. Su Xiang looked at a Chinese garden villa in front of him, with an ancient plaque hanging on it and the word "Xiang Garden" written in gold paint.

Qi Lingyang stood behind her and said, "do you like it?"

Su Xiang turned and looked at him. That's what he said. Surprise for her?

Qi Lingyang's warm eyes were full of doting: "your expression tells me that you are very satisfied."

The garden is exquisitely decorated and quiet. Su Xiang can say that he likes this place at a glance.

Under the corridor hung a cage. A parrot stood on the cross bar. When he saw someone coming, he quacked: "Xiangxiang, Xiangxiang, beautiful."

Su Xiang stopped under the cage and grabbed a handful of pine nuts in a small jar on one side to feed it.

She kept the bird for two years, and Qi Lingyang sent it to her first.

One step ahead of them were Aunt Zhang, the servant who took care of their living in Fengcheng, and Lao Lin, the driver.

They bowed to them and said, "Mr. Qi, Miss Su, you're here."

Su Xiang smiled, nodded and went into the house together. Qi Lingyang raised his watch and looked at the time. He said to Su Xiang, "just came back, you accompany pearl to take a nap. I still have some things to deal with. Go out first."

Su Xiang glanced at Chu Zheng waiting on the side. Now Qi Lingyang is very busy. She said, "can you come back in time for dinner?"

Qi Lingyang walked to the door and made an "OK" gesture: "no problem."

Su Xiang put Qi Zhenzhu on her children's bed. The quilts and pillows were delivered from Fengcheng. They were familiar tastes that the little girl was used to when she was a baby.

As soon as the little guy slept, he sighed comfortably. Su Xiang gently touched her small face and kissed her on the forehead before going out.

She slept on the plane and doesn't feel sleepy at the moment.

Seeing her coming down from upstairs, Aunt Zhang seemed to be going out and asked, "Miss Su, don't you have a rest?"

Su Xiang said, "I'll go out and come back in a minute."

……

Fu's building.

Holding a fat white cat in his hand, Qiao Shen strode in from the door of the hall, all the way to the elevator, and then came out of the elevator to the president's office.

A big man can walk through in full view of the public with a cat in his arms. Joe feels it's good to be an actor.

After knocking on the door twice, Qiao Shen went in: "Mr. Fu, I found it."

Fu Hanchuan looked up and said, "well," shut up in the cage. "

Taking advantage of Fu Hanchuan's carelessness, Qiao Shen gave the cat two hairy chestnuts and threatened, "don't come back if you run around again!"

The cat immediately meowed wildly, as if to answer back.

A low voice said, "Qiao Shen."

Qiao Shen immediately smiled at the cat's hair, stood up and said to Fu Hanchuan, "President Fu, I'll go out first."

Joe muttered in his heart that the cat was almost riding on his head. The president has been doting on the cat more and more recently.

After Qiao Shen left, Fu Hanchuan raised his head, pinched his sour neck, took a headache medicine from the drawer, swallowed it, glanced at it casually, and looked at each other.

The cat meowed again to Fu Hanchuan. Fu Hanchuan stood up, walked to the cage and squatted down: "think of it?"

Answered with a meow.

Fu Hanchuan fed some cat food and said faintly, "you have to pay for running out."

But I took him to the pet hospital for an injection. I ran away while the people were gone.

The cat was unmoved by the cat food, but affectionately rubbed his head against his palm and looked flattering.

The soft hair rubbed against the palm. The man's eyes were soft, touched its smooth fur and hissed: "it's better to close it. Your move is useless."

The man returned to his desk and sat down to continue his work. The cat stared at him and probably understood that he could not be free for a while. As soon as his body turned, his soft body became a ball and went to sleep.

Fu Hanchuan looked up, pulled the corners of his lips slightly, and continued to work on the computer.

Joe Shen just went out for a moment. The door was opened by him again. The disturbed cat looked up at him lazily.

Qiao Shen looked excited: "Mr. Fu, the news just confirmed by the airport, she's back!"

Fu Hanchuan stared at him silently for a few seconds, narrowed slightly, and pinched a pen with his fingers.

Three years ago, the first stop for Su Xiang to leave Beicheng was Dali, Yunnan. Then he returned to Tibet, Chengdu, where he flew to Thailand. Originally, everything was under his control, but she lost her trace in the Philippines. There was no news. He didn't know that she hid in Fengcheng until half a year ago, and

His fingers pinched the pen, his fingertips turned white, and a funny sneer came from the corner of his lips: "willing to appear?"

……

Su Xiang has not returned to Beicheng for three years. Walking in this semi strange city, his mood is a little complicated.

Instead of driving out, she took the bus and subway to the deaf school she had taught before.

The subway along the way still doesn't have any entertainment facilities, and there are more small shops of handicrafts.

The chief teacher of the school saw Su Xiang and his eyes lit up with excitement: "Miss Su, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Su Xiang smiled and hugged the familiar teacher. The chief teacher said with emotion: "I haven't seen you for three years. The students you taught have graduated."

"Yes, I only taught them for more than a year. I don't know if I still remember me."

The teacher opened her eyes in amazement and stared at Su Xiang's throat: "Miss Su, you, you..."

I'm used to her sign language. It's still scary to see her speak suddenly.

Su Xiang smiled: "I'm still practicing and my pronunciation is not good enough."

"Good, good, good... That's great!" The chief teacher finally recovered, exclaimed and continued, "so, you're going to treat a disease. Great, that's good... "

The chief teacher murmured, still feeling incredible.

Su Xiang touched his throat and smiled bitterly.

The school is a little better. The people here are much simpler than other places.

"Miss Su, are you going to continue teaching this time?"

The sign language teacher has always been a shortage of talents in the school. Su Xiang got her teacher qualification certificate three years ago, but she didn't come back. She asked the teacher here to help get it and sent it to her.

Su Xiang took out an invitation from his bag and said, "there will be a charity activity in the disabled persons' Federation in two days. If the director is free, I hope you can have a look."

The chief teacher opened the invitation letter, opened his eyes slightly, showed a more stunned look, and then smiled more happily: "Miss Su, you are really great."

"Well, well, I have to go anyway. I must go..."

There is a farmer's market near the deaf mute school. Most of the vegetables, melons and fruits here are planted by local farmers. Su Xiang walked past according to his memory, and the mobile phone in his bag suddenly rang.

Su Xiang answered the phone. Qi Lingyang's voice came: "where is it?"

Su Xiang said as he walked, "you're home?"

Qi Lingyang said, "I just came out of the company, but I guess you didn't take a good nap at home."

Su Xiang smiled: "send the invitation to the school and buy dinner ingredients by the way. Do you want to come and pick me up?"

"Wait over there." Qi Lingyang hung up the phone, turned the steering wheel and changed direction on the way to the suburbs.

Fu Hanchuan took the cat to the pet hospital. Two cars crossed. No one noticed who.

The phone rang. Fu Hanchuan took a look and picked it up. A gentle woman's voice came over: "Hanchuan, I received Fu Ying from school. Now I'm here at the old house. Let me tell you."

"Yes." Fu Hanchuan hung up the phone and continued to drive forward attentively.

Chang Yan looked at the hung up phone, sighed gently, and said to a very beautiful little boy on her side, "your father hung up on me again."

There were other children coming out of the primary school. Fu Ying looked back. A little girl who looked like a doll walked out with a small schoolbag. When she saw Fu Ying, she said hello.

"Fu Ying, will your mother pick you up from school?"

Fu Ying grabbed the small schoolbag that song's mother was carrying behind her, and said coolly, "she's my aunt, not my mother."

Despite Chang Yan's frozen smile, he walked very cool to his car and said to the little girl, "Hey, you don't have a car. Do you want me to give you a ride?"

The little girl looked at him and said with a smile, "no, I can go home by myself, but thank you."

With that, the little girl waved her hands at him and walked forward by herself.

Fu Ying pouted and watched the little girl go.

Chang Yan was stunned. She lowered her body and said to Fu Ying, "Fu Ying, who is she? Do you like her? "

Fu Ying blushed, snorted, carried his short legs to the car and said proudly, "it's not."

After Song's mother got on the bus, the driver drove up and stopped at the intersection. Fu Ying looked at the little girl standing on the sidewalk waiting for the traffic light. Her ass bounced like she couldn't sit still and snorted heavily.

"What a fool. Don't take a car."

Chang Yan looked at him and said with a smile, "Fu Ying, little girls like gentle boys."

Fu Ying looked at her suspiciously and snorted, "my father doesn't. You don't like him as much."

Chang Yan's face was embarrassed. She coughed and seriously discussed with him: "Fu Ying, can you not introduce me in front of your classmates in the future, otherwise I will be very embarrassed."

His aunt seems to call her a nanny

Fu Ying turned to look at her: "what do you call it?"

"Aren't we friends? You can call me sister?"

Fu Ying: "you are an aunt, aunt, aunt..."

Important things were said three times. He said them many times with his eyes closed. Chang Yan had a headache: "all right, aunt, just aunt."

The car continued to drive. Chang Yan held her chin in her hand and looked out of the window with some melancholy. There had been almost no change in three years

However, both her patience and self-cultivation have become better.

She gently took a breath, touched Fu Ying's small head and pulled out a smile.

But over the past three years, she was very happy to watch him grow up.

Fu's old house. Fu won the car, ran in, jumped on the sofa, spread out and sat like an uncle, picked up the remote control, turned on the TV and watched cartoons.

As soon as Mrs. Zhuoya heard the loud TV sound downstairs, she knew that her grandson had come home.

She went downstairs and said, "Fu Ying is back."

"Grandma." Fu Ying shouted and obediently turned down the TV volume.

Mrs. Zhuoya answered and asked sister Xia to bring out the sweet soup prepared at noon. Mother song came in with Fu Ying's small schoolbag. Fu Ying jumped off the sofa and solemnly held her small schoolbag: "I'm going to do my homework."

Chang Yan watched him go to his study, smiled at Mrs. Zhuoya and said, "Fu Ying seems to have a girl he likes."

Fu Ying, with sharp ears, stared back at her and said, "don't speak ill of me!"

"Well, don't say it, don't say it." She followed him with a smile and went to his special study to help him with his homework.

After a while, Fu Hanchuan came back from the pet hospital.

Mrs. Zhuoya couldn't help jumping from the corner of her eyes when she saw him coming in with the cat in her arms.

A big man has a cat, or a white one. I don't know what he's thinking.

She said, "Fu Ying is doing his homework."

Fu Hanchuan gave a "um" and went to the study.

Fu Ying only pretended to be clever in front of Mrs. Zhuoya. He was dishonest when he closed the door in the study.

His homework book was spread out on the desk, but he was playing seriously with a game console.

Chang Yan called him several times. The little guy only promised: "come and finish the game."

Until I heard the familiar footsteps in the corridor, the little guy immediately hid the game machine in the drawer, grabbed the pen and wrote.

When the door opened, Chang Yan sat next to Fu Ying, quietly watching him write. When she heard the footsteps, she looked up and said, "Hanchuan, you're back."

Fu Hanchuan nodded, walked behind Fu Ying and looked at his homework from his small back.

Fu Ying obviously shrunk his back neck and moved his arm to cover his homework book.

Fu Hanchuan stood still. Fu Ying scratched his claws, ears and cheeks. Gradually, he couldn't hold on.

Chang Yan glanced at him, stood up and said to Fu Hanchuan, "you'd better go out first. If you're here, he can't write it."

Fu Hanchuan took a faint look at her and stretched out his hand to open the drawer. The game console interface on the facade hasn't quit yet.

Chang Yan opened her mouth and smiled: "this is what I just played. I forgot to turn it off."

Fu Hanchuan picked up the game machine and stepped on the pedal of the trash can. With the lid opened, the game machine was thrown in at the same time.

Fu Ying looked sad. It was his sixth birthday toy.

The next time, Fu Hanchuan stared in his study. Fu Ying did his homework honestly and dared not be naughty again.

In silence, Chang Yan looked at the sleeping cat on the sofa and couldn't help but want to hold it.

Fu Hanchuan has kept this cat for several years. Although it is not a famous cat, it is also a cat with smooth fur, clever and soft. What's more interesting is its different color pupils, one blue and one gold, which are very beautiful like gemstones.

It is said that this was originally a stray cat, which was picked up by Fu Hanchuan. Since then, it has been a "Rising Cloud" and can be regarded as a winner of cat life.

When Chang Yan was about to touch it, a voice sounded faintly: "don't touch it, it's not used to it."

Fu Hanchuan has a laptop on his knee and is reading the company's email.

Chang Yan Shan withdrew her hand, looked at him and said, "too."

The cat has a very personality. Only a few people can touch it. If others hold it, they will probably get hurt.

But she could also feel that Fu Hanchuan seemed to attach great importance to the cat.

Why?

When Chang Yan looked at the cat in a trance, Fu Ying came over with her homework book: "Dad, I can't do this."

Fu Hanchuan stopped his work, took his book, looked at it and explained it to his son.

Chang Yan looked at her, her eyes softer and more loving.

Who has heard that men at work are the most exciting, but the man in front of her always makes her heartbeat inadvertently.

Probably, he is her poison. He can't quit or forget.

……

A farmers' market in the suburbs.

Su Xiang finished picking up vegetables and fruits and filled his hands. At this time, he stood in front of the fish and shrimp stall and watched the vendor help her kill fish.

Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at it. Qi Lingyang stood behind her, carrying the bags in one hand. She said, "it's coming so soon?"

Qi Lingyang glanced at the fish way struggling desperately in the hands of the vendor: "if it's a little later, the fish will die."

He told the peddler not to kill him, just bag it, and then they went to the exit together. He said: "the old man wants to see pearls. He will go to the old house for dinner tonight. The fish will eat tomorrow..."

In this simple vegetable market, they talked and walked all the way. Their backs looked like loving couples, just like ordinary people.

When waiting for the red street lights on the road, Qi Lingyang turned to take a look at Su Xiang and said, "Beicheng has changed a lot in the past two years. You just came back. If you want to go out and get familiar with the environment, you can call me."

Su Xiang said, "you are so busy that I don't want to disturb you." Qi Lingyang shook her finger and said silently, "if I say, I'm afraid you'll meet him." He looked into her eyes, and Su Xiang looked at him, but the words Fu Hanchuan floated in his mind. Over the past three years, she has not deliberately forgotten this person, but will immediately divert her attention when she thinks of it. Su Xiang pursed his lower lip, smiled and said, "the north city is very big. How can you meet it when you stroll around."“ Besides, celebrities from Beicheng should attend the charity activities two days later and will always meet them. " The red light turned into a green light. Qi Lingyang released her finger, held the steering wheel and said, "that's different."“ I'm afraid he'll take you away if I'm not here. "“ I managed to keep you. " In front of Su Xiang, he will no longer hide his heart and tell him frankly that he cares about her. Su Xiang lowered his eyes, looked at his fingers, pulled off the corners of his lips and said faintly, "No." She and Fu Hanchuan had no possibility three years ago. Because she "had a relationship" with Qi Lingyang, which man can stand a woman who is no longer clean. Qi Lingyang drives directly to the Qi family's old house. Little Pearl has been sent by Lao Lin first. They walked into the house together. Qi Haipeng was teasing her with his granddaughter: "smile, smile?" The little girl sat on his lap and looked at him with dark eyes, but she didn't laugh. She just looked at the old man with all white hair in front of her. Qi Lingyang went over and said, "she won't laugh without something good to tease her." Qi Haipeng glanced at the toys on the table and said, "why not?" When he came in, Qi Lingyang saw those colorful toys. He picked up his daughter and said, "she's still afraid of strangers. She needs to be familiar with them for a few days." It's good not to cry at a strange old man. Qi Haipeng's face sank and said, "if you don't come here first when you come back, how can I get familiar with her?" Qi Lingyang originally planned to deal with some world-famous affairs first, which also precipitated Su Xiang's mood. He didn't inform this side in two days, but Qi Haipeng was anxious to see his granddaughter and stared at Xiang Garden closely, so he couldn't hide it from him. Qi Lingyang said, "the child has just come back. I want to wait until she has taken the water and soil here." When he said this, Qi Haipeng held his mouth and didn't say anything. He looked at his granddaughter in Su Xiang's arms and said uneasily, "shouldn't it really be acclimatized?" Su Xiang smiled and said, "it's not as serious as he said. I brought some soil from Fengcheng. It should be all right." Qi Haipeng was relieved. He looked at them and said, "the children are so old. When will you do your two things?" In another old house, Mrs. Zhuoya is suggesting the same problem. After dinner, Fu Ying can finally watch cartoons at ease. Chang Yan accompanies him and peels the oranges to his mouth. Fu Ying doesn't want to eat a few pieces“ I want grapes. " Then he stared at the big grapes on the fruit plate of the tea table. A low voice sounded, "Fu Ying." The little guy sat upright with his little mouth pursed and ate the grapes himself“ Don't be so strict with him. He's afraid of you. " Chang Yan glances at Fu Hanchuan, holds a grape in her hand, peels the purple skin and hands it to Fu Ying. The little guy glances at Fu Hanchuan, eats his own one with backbone and bites down with the skin. Mrs. Zhuoya winked at Fu Hanchuan and walked to the garden outside. Fu Hanchuan followed him out. Mrs. Zhuoya looked at him and said, "Chang Yan has been with you for three years. A little girl has been chasing you for so many years. She looks after the child like a mother and has no complaints. Do you want to explain to others?" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.