Chapter 139

The light suddenly lit up. Fu Ying still kept his climbing posture and stood there. His round eyes looked at Fu Hanchuan's slightly narrowed eyes and looked at him faintly.

"Dad, I want to sleep with you today."

The little guy's mood sounded a little depressed. Fu Hanchuan didn't say anything. Well, he raised his voice and picked up a quilt. Fu Ying drilled in like a kitten and nestled in his chest.

Fu Hanchuan looked down at the back of the little guy's head, rubbed it, and then stretched out his hand to turn off the light.

After a while, Fu Ying moved: "Dad, did you drink?"

The man's low cold voice sounded: "go out if you don't sleep."

There was an immediate silence.

One night at dawn, when Fu Ying woke up, Fu Hanchuan had gone to work.

Fu Ying brushed her teeth and washed her face. When she arrived in the living room, Chang Yan smiled and said hello: "Fu Ying, good morning."

"Good morning." He lazily climbed into his chair and sat down and ate the breakfast prepared by his mother song.

Chang Yan looked at his listless appearance and opened her own rich breakfast: "would you like to try what I made?"

There are exquisite sushi and octopus sausage in the bento box. He carefully made his eyes with seaweed and protein. Fu Ying took a look and still ate his own: "No."

When mother song, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, heard Fu Ying's refusal, she immediately raised her chin proudly.

Fu Ying has eaten what she made since childhood. No matter how good others do, it can't compare with what she does.

She learned her craft from her wife.

Thinking of Su Xiang, Mother Song's shoulder collapsed and sighed.

It's been three years. Fu Ying is so old and doesn't come back to have a look. Aren't you afraid that the children don't remember her?

The woman has been running to Fu's house almost every day for the past three years and has been flattering her children. Can't she see what she's thinking?

Sometimes, listening to what she said to Mr. Fu, she regarded herself as a wife and advised people to take advantage of the fact that there was no hostess in the house?

However, she is just an old mother, who can only see in her eyes and mutter in her heart.

It was Saturday. Fu Ying had another day to go to his interest class. At this time, the little guy was already on the road. At this time, the dawdling breakfast has not been finished.

Tutor Wu has been taking care of Fu Ying since he was three years old.

She looked at the time and said, "young master, can't you eat?"

Fu Ying grabbed the spoon and poked at the bottom of the bowl. He looked depressed: "I won't go to class today."

Mr. Wu pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, touched his mobile phone and said, "I'll ask Mr. Fu for instructions first."

As soon as Fu Hanchuan moved out, Fu Ying threw away his spoon, jumped down from his chair and walked to the door, muttering, "I'm so bored."

Mr. Wu put away his mobile phone and picked up Fu Ying's schoolbag.

On the bus, Chang Yan looked at Fu Ying who was unhappy and asked, "Fu Ying, you seem particularly unhappy today? Sick? "

Then she got nervous, reached out and touched Fu Ying's forehead, and then touched her own: "strange, no problem..."

Fu Ying said goodbye to his small head and sulked himself.

He didn't speak, and Chang Yan couldn't guess what he was thinking.

At the educational institution, the Taekwondo teacher took the child in. Chang Yan said to Miss Wu, "Miss Wu, I'll wait here for Fu Ying after class. If you have anything, you can go first."

She looked into the classroom. Several children put on professional clothes and warmed up first.

Miss Wu glanced at her. She just needed to go to the bookstore to buy some books, so she nodded and said, "well, I'll go out first and come back in a minute."

To be honest, Miss Chang, who graduated from a famous school, made her feel very stressed and was about to rob her job.

She was invited back by Mr. Fu to take charge of Fu Ying's education. As a result, she was often pushed aside. Sometimes she wondered whether she should resign.

Chang Yan watched teacher Wu go and sat down in the waiting area. The waiting time was boring. She played with her mobile phone for a while, looked at the direction of the next classroom, thought of something, got up and walked out quickly.

When she passed the door, the corner of her eye seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar face. When she looked over again, the elevator door had been closed.

Maybe I was dazzled. How could it be that person?

She continued to walk to the door, and in the elevator, Su Xiang held little pearl, grabbed her little hand, pointed to the advertisement posted in the elevator and said softly, "in the future, our little pearl will go to school."

The little girl looked at the child on the poster curiously. She seemed to understand something. She twisted her body around her neck and refused to look at the poster again.

Little Pearl couldn't speak. Although Su Xiang said that her children were too late to speak, she could only call her mother when she saw that Pearl was three years old. She was worried and angry.

Fu Ying was very good at speaking when she was her age.

When Su Xiang resumed her voice and began to learn to speak, she joked that she was studying with little pearl. Now she was worried that her child would be affected by her half hanging mother.

Moreover, the child was too introverted. When she was in Fengcheng, she also asked her to take classes in a child care institution, hoping to exercise her social skills, but the child cried and refused to go every day for several days, so Qi Lingyang couldn't give up easily.

Now back to Beicheng, Su Xiang thought that when she got busy, she didn't have so much time and energy to accompany her all the time, so she wanted her to come to the institution for class.

Coming out of the elevator, Su Xiang walked out of the consulting office. When she passed a classroom, she stopped and looked out of the window at several children in class.

Fu Ying also had classes here, so she is so familiar.

A consultant saw Su Xiang standing there and began to introduce him.

"Madam, this is our foreign teacher class, which is taught by professional teachers. Many children from famous families in the city have attended classes here. Excuse me, can I help you? "

When Su Xiang turned back, the consultant looked at Su Xiang's face and was stunned: "madam, you look familiar?"

Su Xiang smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "I've been here several times. I've probably seen it."

At the beginning, she brought Fu Ying here, which was also introduced by the consultant.

The man thought for a while, oh, no more thought, and asked, "madam, what can I do for you?"

Su Xiang said, "let's know first."

At the other corner, a small figure looked at the front, and his dark, round and bright eyes blinked curiously.

Looking at the person in front of him, he quietly followed up

After the Taekwondo teacher taught a set of movements, all the children returned to the distance. He glanced at the empty position and frowned strangely.

Going to the bathroom for so long?

Seeing that Fu Ying was unhappy today, Chang Yan took advantage of his class and went out to buy some snacks he loved. When she came back, she heard that Fu Ying was gone, and her tears were coming down.

At this time, Mr. Wu also bought books from the bookstore. As soon as he heard that the young master was missing, he immediately found it.

Chang Yan calls Fu Hanchuan while looking for him. Fu Hanchuan is in a meeting. When Qiao Shen answers the phone, he hears a woman crying. As soon as his face changes, he walks into the conference room to inform Fu Hanchuan.

"Hanchuan, Fu Ying is gone... I just went out for a while..." at the other end of the phone, the woman's nose is very heavy. Fu Hanchuan put his hand in his waist and tightened his eyebrows. "Where's Mr. Wu? Let Mr. Wu answer the phone."

He beckoned Joe to take over from the meeting, and he walked to the elevator.

The car soon arrived at the educational institution. Chang Yan saw Fu Hanchuan striding forward and trotted over crying: "Hanchuan, what to do, I've looked all over..."

At this time, Mr. Wu had come back from the bookstore and saw Fu Hanchuan blushing and saying, "Mr. Fu, I'm sorry for such a thing."

Although Chang Yan is here, she is paid. No matter what, she shouldn't leave easily. This is absence without permission.

Fu Hanchuan gave her a cold look, turned to the teacher standing on one side and asked, "have you seen all the monitoring?"

……

At this time, Fu Ying walked down the road. He didn't want to go back to class, but at the same time, he also found a problem.

He's lost.

The little guy is still wearing Taekwondo clothes. When passing by, people turn their heads to look at him.

The little guy didn't have a good breakfast and walked all the way. Now he's tired and hungry.

He stood outside a KFC store and watched the children eat hot and noisy food with their parents. His nose was sour and wronged.

"Fu Ying, do you want KFC? Shall I ask my mother to treat you? " A little girl's voice sounded beside him.

Fu Ying's little body stiffened and immediately raised her hand to wipe her eyes. The little girl specially stretched her neck and turned her head to look at him: "Fu Ying, are you crying?"

Fu Ying immediately said fiercely and loudly, "I didn't cry!"

"Oh, well, you didn't cry." The little girl coaxed him like a child and said, "do you still want KFC?"

"I don't want to eat."

Fu Ying's mouth was stubborn, but his body was very honest and walked in with him.

He is really hungry.

The little guy gulped down egg tarts, chicken nuggets and coke until a deep man's voice sounded around him.

"Fu Ying!" The voice was not high, but it showed a heavy momentum. Not to mention Fu Ying, even irrelevant people were afraid to move.

Fu Ying's back neck stiffened, loosened the chicken nuggets in his hand, spread his small hands in the air, and held his small mouth in silence.

When Fu Hanchuan saw him like this, the green veins on his forehead jumped. I don't know what happened to him. He said in a deep voice, "come out!"

Looking at the stiff atmosphere, the little girl's mother squeezed a smile at the man and said, "Sir, are you the father of Fu Ying's children?"

“……”

"Hello, I'm Lian Liang's mother."

“……”

Looking at the man's calm face and ignoring others, the woman was embarrassed and said, "if you have something to say, don't scare the children."

Fu Hanchuan's cold eyes glanced and dared not speak.

At this time, Fu Ying jumped out of his chair, hung his small head and stepped out. When he got to the car, Fu Hanchuan kept suppressing his anger.

"What's going on? Why did you run out? "

Fu Hanchuan called out the monitoring, and then called the transportation department to find out the monitoring near the organization. It was easy to find Fu Ying's location.

Without anyone following, he drove over by himself.

His face sank even more when he thought of the figure he saw in the institutional monitoring.

The Fu family doesn't have a picture of Su Xiang, only the one in his mobile phone, but it's only a silhouette of a small half of his face.

In the past three years, even he almost forgot whether she was round or flat, let alone Fu Ying.

In the last half year, Fu Ying didn't see her very much, and she didn't see her when she finally left

Fu Ying should have followed out with a sense of familiarity.

At the thought of this, Fu Hanchuan's face tightened even more. She didn't even notice that her son followed her. This dead woman still looked like a son in those years!

A fire was burning in the abdomen, and the gloomy cold on the body was even stronger.

As a child, Fu Ying only felt the anger from his father, and the wronged tears began to fall on the Taoist clothes.

"Why do boys cry?"

Fu Hanchuan said fiercely to the little guy, but his tight face eased when he saw his slightly trembling shoulder when he sobbed.

Looking at his greasy little hands, he drew a paper towel and wiped it for him.

"Don't talk and want to close the small black room?"

Fu Ying held back for a long time and imagined that he was locked up in a small black house. The child without a mother was really poor.

He looked up with a bag of tears, sobbed and asked, "Dad, does she want me because she has another baby?"

Fu Hanchuan's fingers paused and his breath sank. After a while, he continued to wipe up and said, "no, she's only you."

Fu Ying hung his little head, dangling his legs, and continued to immerse himself in the sad and unloved grass baby.

"Don't comfort me. She doesn't remember me for a long time..."

"I don't remember her either."

Fu Hanchuan took a deep breath: "do you still want to eat KFC?"

Fu Ying looked up at him and touched his belly: "in fact, I'm still a little hungry."

……

Su Xiang got on the car when she came out of the educational institution. When Pearl arrived in a strange environment, she was scared to cry. She came out before the experience class was over.

As soon as the child cried, she had a headache and came out without paying attention to anything.

The phone rang. She picked up her cell phone. Qi Lingyang's voice came over: "is Pearl willing to go to class?"

Su Xiang took a look at the little girl playing with her toys at this time. She seemed to realize that she had successfully escaped the class. At this time, she didn't cry.

She sighed and said, "I still don't want to."

Qi Lingyang was not surprised at all. He smiled in a low voice and said, "if you don't go, don't go. It's a big deal to invite the teacher home."

Su Xiang immediately thought of his childhood, lonely at home, no friends, only all kinds of teachers' greetings.

"No."

Qi Lingyang knew what she was thinking when she listened to her sinking tone. He said, "Su Xiang, pearl is different from you at that time. She grew up in an environment full of love. As long as you have me, she won't be unhappy."

Su Xiang said, "I know, but her growth environment should not be just you and me..."

They have differences on the education of pearl. Qi Lingyang is a daughter slave and gets used to everything when she cries. Su Xiang will always try to change, but she can't stand Pearl's cry. Neither of them is very successful. They argue again.

A car came and crossed.

In the other car, Fu Hanchuan took Fu Ying to eat. Chang Yan called.

"Did Fu Ying find it?" Her voice was still nasal and cautious.

Fu Hanchuan gave a faint "um" sound. Chang Yan bit her lip flap and said sadly, "I'm sorry I didn't think about Fu Ying."

Fu Hanchuan looked at the shops around the road and found a parking space. He said indifferently, "Chang Yan, Miss Wu is a tutor specially invited by me. She has her responsibilities. Do you understand what I mean?"

Chang Yan bit her lip more tightly and was about to cry. She said, "I'm sorry. It won't be like this in the future."

"Just hang up. I have something else to do."

With that, he cut off the phone. Chang Yan listened to the busy tone at the other end of the phone and wiped her eyes.

Yang Yanqing took a sip of coffee and looked at Chang Yan. Her mood was extremely low and she sat there dejected.

After receiving a call from Chang Yan, she came over.

Yang Yanqing said, "you take care of the children for him. If something goes wrong, it's your responsibility. Have you figured it out?"

Chang Yan took a sip of milk tea with high sweetness and said stuffy, "it's my negligence. I thought Fu Ying would be in class and nothing would happen."

Yang Yanqing looked at her, shook her head and said, "Chang Yan, there's something I have to tell you. Although you are taking care of the child, you are not his mother. You've brought yourself too much into the role. "

"To be honest, you have graduated from college. You often have so many companies in your family. You can choose whatever you want. If you don't want to, you can work in another company. Fu Ying has a special teacher in charge. You've been around him. Where's your life? "

Chang Yan was silent because she didn't dare to relax at all.

All these years, she has been working hard. Fu Hanchuan didn't like her, so she made herself important and let him get used to her existence, like air.

Isn't that woman also like this, which makes her leave a place in Fu Hanchuan's heart?

She thought of the figure she saw in the surveillance and the expression of Fu Hanchuan at that time, her heart tightened.

She didn't read it wrong, she really came back!

How dare she relax at this time?

Chang Yan pulled her lips and said bitterly, "sister-in-law, I'm different from you. My dream has always been simple... "

……

Su Xiang's car gradually drove into Guhua road. The speed was getting slower and slower. There was a feeling that it was more timid near the hometown.

Familiar roads, familiar small parks.

There were children playing in the small park. Her car stopped. I wish Fu Ying could be among them.

Su Xiang looked back from the other side of the window, pointed to the building in the distance and said, "little pearl, my mother used to live here."

She looked in that direction, sunny weather, from this angle, the familiar building was close in front of her, her eyes were dark, and a dull pain filled her heart.

"Ma......" the little girl lost her voice. Her watery eyes looked at her and looked out. Su Xiang came back and sucked his nose. Her fingers moved 45 degrees and pointed in the other direction.

"Dad used to live there."

The little girl's head also turned around and looked curiously. She found that there was nothing interesting, so she lost interest and turned to the small park on the other side of the window.

She dared not touch others, but the attraction of busy places to children was the same.

Pearl held the little rabbit toy and looked at the children playing.

A child was swinging on it, and her calf shook.

Su Xiang pointed to a swing and said, "mom has sat on this swing."

I still remember the first time she met Du Ruohan at that time.

At the thought of that time, the corners of her lips reluctantly pulled off, sucked her nose and put away her negative emotions.

Seeing that it was near noon, those people went back in twos and threes, and their curious eyes also looked at the parked car.

There were pedestrians and cars blocking the road. Fu Hanchuan frowned and impatiently pressed the horn. The pedestrians scattered to avoid the car.

Su Xiang took a look in the rearview mirror. Although it was just a vague figure under the light and shadow, her body stiffened and felt that her breathing was about to stop.

She swallowed her throat hard, forced herself to take back her eyes, stepped on the accelerator and drove forward.

Fu Hanchuan glanced lazily at the blue cayenne and turned the steering wheel to open the front door of the community.

Su Xiang held his breath and went on until he caught a glimpse in the rearview mirror that the car had entered the community and couldn't see it, so he stepped on the brake and stopped.

The heart in her chest was beating fast. Her hands held the steering wheel tightly, her muscles were tight, and something was stirring in the fundus of her eyes.

"Ma..."

A soft little hand patted on her arm, and Su Xiang seemed to be shocked.

The little girl's clear black and white eyes were as clear as crystal. She frowned at her: "Ma Ma..."

Su Xiang took a deep breath, tried to squeeze out a smile and touched Pearl's small face: "mom is fine." She restarted the car. "We're home."

Seeing the scenery moving in front, the little girl smiled sweetly.

……

This night, after taking a bath, Su Xiang kept practicing her smile in the mirror.

She thought she had survived and could come back to face it, but when she really returned to that place and saw that person, the memory of the past surged up and almost drowned her.

After leaving Beicheng, she went to Dali. It was said that it was as beautiful as heaven. She went to Tibet because it was closest to heaven. She kept going west and felt that the farther away from the North City, the farther away she was, but she still had nightmares every night. After worshiping the Buddha in Tibet, she went to Thailand, where she continued to find her peace. She wandered outside for a long time, and everything in Beicheng began to fade slowly. When she comes back this time, she doesn't want to be the shady Su Xiang in the past. She wants to shine hard! But as soon as he saw the man, he hooked out the cowardice at the bottom of her heart. Everything in the Fu family is still her nightmare! How can such a person face those old faces calmly at the charity party? The bathroom door knocked. Su Xiang looked at the door with a mechanical smile. Qi Lingyang's voice rang: "Su Xiang?" Su Xiang went out. Qi Lingyang observed her expression: "what's the matter?" Su Xiang grabbed his half dry hair and said, "nothing." She turned to look at him. "What's up?" Qi Lingyang said, "the dress for the charity party has been sent. It's in the living room. Do you want to have a look?" The dress was ordered in Fengcheng and delivered before the banquet began“ Of course. " Su Xiang glanced at him and went out of the room. In the living room, Su Xiang looked at the people in front of him and said with a smile, "are you exaggerating to send them in person?" Zhuo Yi sat on the sofa and drank tea leisurely with his legs cocked: "I'm coming anyway. I'll surprise you by the way." Zhuo Yi's new wife Yan Kesong is a fashion designer, and the dresses are tailored by her. She picked up her dress and handed it to Su Xiang. "If it doesn't fit, it's too late to change it right away." Su Xiang stroked the smooth satin fabric and liked it very much“ Let's try it on. Do you want it too? " The dresses designed by Yan Kesong are matched. Zhuo Yi glances at Qi Lingyang, stands up and says, "do you want to compare who is more handsome?" Qi Lingyang hissed softly and entered the room with his dress. Zhuo Yi followed him in, looked around, sat down at the corner of the bed and patted the comfortable mattress. He didn't really come to try on his clothes when he came in. When he was in Fengcheng, he put it on and off with his little wife and tried everything. Zhuo Yi's body tilted, his elbows propped up half of his body, his long and narrow eyes looked at Qi Lingyang with a trace of bad intentions and said, "the houses have been sent. Why, the people are not yours?" The pillows are in pairs, but the other pillow has no trace of sleeping. There are no women's articles in this room. Even the air is full of men's smell. The two men slept in separate rooms. Qi Lingyang looked at him and put on his coat and suit: "do you think I'm you?" He took the bow tie from the cabinet and put it around his neck. The man in the mirror was elegant with a slight indifference and elegant aristocratic style. Zhuo Yi snorted, "come on, if Su Xiang wants to, don't you sleep with her every day?"“ Or... "His eyes swept Qi Lingyang from head to foot," don't you feel confident to show people? " Qi Lingyang didn't bother to talk to him. He bowed his head and tidied up his cufflinks. Zhuo Yi stared at him and suddenly said, "three years ago, you all slept. Now you're together again, you're short of a marriage certificate. Don't say you respect her. Don't touch her after marriage." He also saw that video and recognized the people inside at a glance. Men to women is the food of animals to their mouths. When it comes to the delicious food of their mouths, they refuse to eat it unless they are devout believers. What's more, it's already eaten. "..." Qi Lingyang touched a blue diamond between his sleeves and slowly turned it. The shimmer of the fundus flickered. After two seconds, he loosened his finger and said faintly, "it's that nonsense. Believe it or not." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.