Chapter 162

After giving Fu Ying another lesson, Su Xiang thought about how to send the child back.

The children came here secretly. The Fu family must be looking for someone.

It's nothing to send back. I'm annoyed that Fu Ying's family is pulling her to argue. It's nothing. She's more worried that Fu Ying's travel will be limited in the future.

Just now she told Fu Ying that if you want to come to her, you can call him or come by bus or subway, but you must not come by taxi alone.

It's too dangerous for a child to take a taxi.

She didn't know how Fu Hanchuan taught his children. How could she let him run around like this?

After the surprise, Su Xiang complained to Fu Hanchuan.

Fu Ying took a look at Su Xiang, shook his legs, ate an apple and said, "what's so annoying? Just call your father and say it's okay."

Su Xiang is holding a mobile phone in her hand. The string of numbers displayed on the screen is Fu Hanchuan's, but she didn't dial it out.

Su Xiang wrung his eyebrows and glanced at him. He said it simply.

She didn't want to see Fu Hanchuan at all, nor did she want to talk to him.

Su Xiang said, "if he knows you stole out, have you figured out what to tell him?"

Fu Ying thought of Fu Hanchuan's serious face, and his little face tensed.

Dad was angry the last time he got lost.

He grabbed his ears and quietly moved his ass to Su Xiang. He was also afraid that he would be beaten back.

Fu Ying turned his eyes and discussed: "just say you picked me up, so I won't be angry with you. How about it?"

Su Xiang was thinking about how to deal with the aftermath. Fu Ying told her to take her mind away for a while. She took a breath and said seriously, "who taught you to do such a deal?"

Fu Ying shriveled his mouth: "can't you?"

Aunt Chang often does this with him.

Su Xiang said, "Fu Ying, the transaction also represents the exchange of interests. Are you interested in me? "

Fu Ying frowned. Su Xiang glanced at him and looked back at her mobile phone. She was having a headache. The mobile phone rang first. Su Xiang seemed to be holding a hot potato and frowned more tightly.

Fu Ying gathered his head and looked at her mobile phone. He remembered Fu Hanchuan's mobile phone number. After looking at it, he immediately retracted his neck and looked at Su Xiang pitifully with open eyes.

His dark eyes looked like a little milk dog squatting at the gate.

Su Xiang took a deep breath and picked up his mobile phone: "it's me."

At the other end of the phone, the man's low voice penetrated: "of course I know it's you, otherwise I can call the wrong number?"

Su Xiang: "

The man's voice rang again: "is Fu Ying with you?"

The voice of the phone was not loud, but Fu Ying pricked his ears. When he heard his father call the roll, his subconscious body shrank.

Su Xiang felt that her clothes seemed to be torn off. She looked down and the corners of her clothes were dragged to the outside of her thighs.

She glanced at Fu Ying and said to her mobile phone, "HMM."

She thought, "how do you know?"

Fu Hanchuan seemed to sneer, jumped directly over the idiot question and said in a deep voice, "I'll give you half an hour to send him home."

Su Xiang was stunned. He couldn't believe that Fu Hanchuan had such a good day to talk.

Fu Hanchuan only said that and then hung up the phone. Su Xiang stared at the quiet mobile phone. According to the man's temper, shouldn't he be weird or furious?

If I had known so

Su Xiang was ready to move. She knew she would let Fu Ying live here. As long as the Fu family sent Fu Ying's schoolbag to school tomorrow.

However, obviously this is impossible. Fu Hanchuan doesn't even want her to meet Fu Ying.

Su Xiang narrowed his eyes. On this thought, he felt that there was something wrong in it.

The car stopped at the villa community on Guhua road until it stalled.

Less than six o'clock, it was dark around, leaving only dim street lights.

Upstairs, Fu Hanchuan stood on the balcony smoking. Mother Song passed the living room and looked at the man standing on the Yangtai.

The broad figure was half bent, his elbows were propped on the balcony railing at will, and the thin smoke floated one by one.

Did you come back today and smoke on the balcony instead of entering the study?

Because only his back can be seen, I don't know whether he is upset or something else.

The young master was not at home and didn't listen to him.

Song's mother thought that she probably went to the old house, so she didn't hurry to find someone.

Mother song went to the balcony and asked, "Sir, dinner is ready. Do you want to take it out?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't look back and said, "no, it's over."

Mother song was stunned and opened her eyes slightly. Isn't she old and heard wrong?

Down?

This is the first time in her history as a nanny.

Moreover, the master, although he has a bad temper and is difficult to get along with, did not particularly criticize her.

Mother song thought she had done something wrong and said in fear, "sir..."

Fu Hanchuan did not wait for her to ask, so he impatiently interrupted her: "let you fall down."

"Yes, sir..."

Song's mother had to do as he told. Fortunately, there were not many meals prepared.

On the balcony, Fu Hanchuan looked at the car slowly stopping downstairs and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He took a puff of smoke, and the white smoke floated from his mouth. His eyes flashed like staring at the prey, and the corners of his lips pulled slightly.

He took out his mobile phone. In the dim light, the mobile phone screen lit up, which set off his face more evil.

With a cigarette in one hand, he dialed the number in the other.

As soon as Su Xiang stopped the car, her mobile phone rang. She frowned slightly. When she saw the number above, the center of her eyebrows frowned even tighter.

She picked up her cell phone and said, "I've sent Fu Ying. He'll come up soon. You don't have to hurry."

On the phone, the man's voice was low and loose. What he said was: "Su Xiang, do you think it's over to send the child?"

Su Xiang nodded in his heart. Sure enough, talking well is not Fu Hanchuan's style.

She pressed her temper and said, "what do you want?"

"I mean, send the child home. What do you say? "

Su Xiang clenched his fist and looked at the top of the building from the window.

The building was towering, and almost every family had lights on. The view of the window limited her view. Su Xiang took a deep breath, pinched his fingers, bit his teeth and said, "is this necessary?"

At the other end of the phone, Fu Hanchuan's strange voice came: "whether it is necessary depends on your reputation. If you want to see Fu Ying in the future. "

Su Xiang almost heard the creaking of his fist.

Fu Hanchuan, you bastard!

With a click, Su Xiang broke his cell phone and breathed in. In the passenger seat, Fu Ying played with his seat belt. When he heard that Su Xiang's call was over, he looked up at her, his eyebrows wrinkled and his small mouth opened, as if he had something to say.

Su Xiang eased his mood, looked down and saw that the little guy was about to stop talking. He asked softly, "what are you going to say?"

Fu Ying scratched his ears and cheeks. After thinking for a while, he still asked, "why don't you live here?"

"Is it because of the child, Dad don't want it?"

Fu Ying asked two questions in a row, which stunned Su Xiang.

She didn't expect Fu Ying to ask at this time.

But these problems, she will eventually face.

Su Xiang touched his little face. The child's skin was warm and soft. She thought and said, "the question you asked is a little complicated, so it's hard for me to answer you if you want to ask me why."

"Maybe you will understand these problems when you grow up."

"But Fu Ying, there are many things in the world, not just what you hear or see. Many times, you need to think hard. "

She paused and continued, "so if you hear what others say to you, don't believe it easily."

"Otherwise... Your misunderstanding will make that person very sad and sad, you know?"

Su Xiang said something profound. She didn't know if Fu Ying could understand it. But her past and grievances with Fu Hanchuan are not clear in one sentence or two, nor can she tell her children in a few words.

After getting off the bus, Su Xiang took Fu Ying's little hand and walked to the corridor.

Fu Ying thought Su Xiang would just send him downstairs and leave, as he had done several times before. Unexpectedly, she would come in with his hand.

"Are you going to take me up?"

"Yes." Su Xiang pinched his little hand and sweated slightly in his palm.

The little guy was a little excited. After a while, he left his tangled problems behind, and didn't notice the difference between Tao Su Xiang and him.

And Su Xiang, the closer he was to the once "home", the more nervous he became.

She didn't want to step here again.

The elevator soon stopped on the floor where Fu's house was located. She took another breath and led Fu Ying out of the elevator.

She tried to relax herself, but looking at the door in front of her, her chest and heart couldn't stop contracting.

When Fu Ying reached the door a few steps, he ran over. He naively thought that if his mother was there, someone would tell him the truth and would not be scolded by his father.

The little guy tiptoed to press the password. Mother Song heard a voice at the door and came out. When she saw Su Xiang standing outside the door, she was stunned and blurted out: "Madam..."

I haven't seen her for three years. Song's mother has always missed Su Xiang. When she first met, her excited voice changed.

As long as Su Xiang lived here, song's mother stayed here. She witnessed all the joys and sorrows here after su Xiang became the wife of the family.

When Su Xiang sent Fu Ying home, he actually saw his mother song once or twice, but he didn't dare to come out to meet her.

She pulled her lips and hugged song's mother: "Song's mother..."

Mother song was stunned when she heard her speak and looked at her in amazement: "madam, you..."

At this time, a cool male voice suddenly sounded: "you master and servant love, is it over?"

Hearing the speech, song's mother quickly stepped back to let Su Xiang in. Su Xiang frowned and pressed down all her emotions to enter through the door.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her feet and didn't look at Su Xiang again. He turned to Fu Ying and said coldly, "come here."

Fu Ying shriveled his small mouth, hung his small head and followed him.

In the living room, Fu Hanchuan sat on the sofa, the little guy stood in front of him, his small hands scratched his back neck and pulled his pants.

"Who told you to run away from home?"

"Dad..."

He didn't run away from home, he went on an adventure.

Just waiting for Fu Ying to say something, the man scolded again: "you didn't remember the last time?"

Fu Ying was fierce by him. He looked at the man's dark face and began to lose beans in his eyes. The little guy looked at Su Xiang for help, but Fu Hanchuan pulled his big hand and scolded, "stand up for me."

"Tell me, how did you get there?"

Leaving aside Fu Ying's running to find Su Xiang, this is not the first time he has left the sight of adults without permission. If he doesn't give warning, the child will have more courage and be lawless.

Fu Ying rubbed his eyes and cried, "take a bus."

"What car?"

Su Xiang stood aside and watched Fu Hanchuan scold his son.

She has taught Fu Ying about running around without permission and doesn't want to see how he teaches his son. She said, "he came to me. I've already told him. Is that all right? "

As soon as Su Xiang opened his mouth, the man looked up at her coldly and said, "go back to the room and think about it against the wall. Don't come out."

The words were for Fu Ying. The little guy didn't dare to talk back to him at this time and went to the room obediently.

Su Xiang looked at the man coldly. She knew too well what his eyes meant.

Before he was in trouble, she slightly pinched her fingers, raised her chin and said, "I have sent Fu Ying. Please don't be embarrassed and stop me from meeting him."

The man snorted coldly, "Mr. Fu?"

Su Xiang pursed his lips without saying a word, glanced over his head, and there was silence in the air.

One second, two seconds, time is ticking.

Looking at this battle, mother song seems to be on the bar again, and she retreats automatically.

Then there was a rustle in the air. Fu Hanchuan stood up. His tall figure blocked the light in front of Su Xiang and cast a huge shadow.

Su Xiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, his chin was pinched and forced to turn around. There was no expression on the man's face in front of him, and his dark eyes were deep.

"If you say a word, sir, I can understand that you are calling me a husband, but you Mr. Fu... Want to get rid of my relationship?"

After he finished, he took a step forward and put his feet close to her body.

"Shall I tell you who I am?"

At such a close distance, Su Xiang can clearly smell the faint smell of tobacco on his body, and can also clearly feel his warm breath gushing on her face.

His eyes were evil and angry, and the fingers with thin cocoons tightened again and again, which made her frown in pain.

"Su Xiang, do you think I don't know? You picked up Fu Ying these days?"

"If I hadn't turned a blind eye, do you think you could?"

"As you said, I'm still your man, so you can send him lunch and pick him up from school."

"Do you think I'll let an irrelevant person contact my son?"

The man said sentence by sentence, and Su Xiang's heart was beating.

She was not surprised by what Fu Hanchuan said.

If he hadn't let go, Fu Ying couldn't walk home by herself, and she wouldn't have a chance to receive the child.

It's just that she can't stand it

Su Xiang hung his hand, clenched his fist, and couldn't help pushing his hand away.

That pushed hard and successfully pushed his hand away. Su Xiang touched his chin and said coldly, "it's just my husband and wife in the name of law. If you're not happy that I call you that, you can call you fu Hanchuan."

"Just because of our current relationship, there is no need to pretend to be close. Don't make it too ugly."

She took a look at Fu Ying's children's room. She didn't want the children to see it.

"I've sent people back, so I won't occupy your place."

Su Xiang left his words and turned to leave. The man was behind her, and a cool voice fell.

"Stop."

Su Xiang's footsteps paused, turned his head and looked over. He saw the man covering his stomach and frowning and said, "go cook."

Su Xiang was stunned there. Did she hear right?

She looked at his covered stomach and remembered that Fu Hanchuan had stomach disease.

But with song's mother at home, how can it be that there is no dinner at home?

In the guest room, Mother Song quietly listened to the movement outside the door. She couldn't hear what was said outside. She just opened her mouth when she heard the word "cooking".

What does that mean, sir?

In the living room, Fu Hanchuan stared at Su Xiang and said, "what are you doing?"

He also took a look at Fu Ying's children's room: "you sent Fu Ying here at this time. Has he eaten yet?"

Su Xiang was speechless.

When Fu Ying was with her, he sent people back without time to eat. But Su Xiang still maintained her original thinking. There was song's mother at home. It was just time for dinner. Why did she have to cook dinner?

She's not the nanny here.

What is this and what

However, considering Fu Ying, Su Xiang endured and went into the kitchen to have a look.

In the trash can, rice and vegetables are mixed together and soaked in fish head soup. There is still a layer of heat floating on it, and the oil spray has not solidified yet.

The voice of the man behind him came: "overnight."

The man said that and left the kitchen.

Su Xiang glanced at his back and went to the refrigerator to open it.

The huge double door refrigerator has a lot of seasonings, but there are not many ingredients to use.

The Fu family has a small population, and song's mother purchases few ingredients. She basically only buys the food of the day, and today is the time to empty the refrigerator.

Su Xiang took a breath and took two pieces of scallion oil from the refrigerator. He grabbed the cake skin, a handful of lettuce, two eggs, bacon and cheese, and a packet of instant noodles and two oranges.

This has all the ingredients available in the fridge.

She doesn't know when instant noodles will be prepared in the fridge of the Fu family, but she can only make do with it.

She boiled water in one pan and fried cake in the other pan.

Outside the kitchen door, Fu Hanchuan put his hands in his pockets, listened to the sound inside, and his eyes softened slightly.

This kitchen used to be her world, and she can eat what she makes every day

After a few minutes, the Fu Restaurant.

Fu Hanchuan and Fu Ying sat face to face, looking at the instant noodles wrapped in cakes in front of them. The cheese on the ice skin melted slightly, with a faint smell of scallion oil.

And a plate of cut oranges in the middle of the table.

Fu Ying looked up at Fu Hanchuan: "Dad, what's this?"

Su Xiang left after finishing the simple dinner.

Fu Hanchuan said indifferently, "dinner."

Fu Ying hasn't even eaten instant noodles. He always eats normal food, and the school canteen doesn't do such strange things.

He looked at the strange cake and couldn't eat it.

"Dad, is this really made by mom?"

“……”

"Dad, mom's lunch is much better than this. I also ate chestnut chicken this afternoon, and..."

Fu Hanchuan pinched his knife and fork, listened to his son's chatter, and said in a cold voice, "what do you do when you eat and talk so much nonsense."

"Oh..." Fu Ying tooted his mouth and ate obediently.

By this time, mother song had come out of the guest room. She watched the new hand grabbing cake and thought it was very interesting.

Fu Hanchuan gave her a cold look: "Why are there so few things in the refrigerator?"

A dinner was finished in a few minutes, and the woman didn't stay another minute. She put down her plate and left, as if a nail had pierced her foot here.

Song's mother is also very innocent. She made a hot dinner, which he ordered to pour.

She said, "there are too many ingredients. It won't be fresh after two days."

In the past, my wife was at home and bought the freshest dishes from the suburban market, especially fish, shrimp and river food. She never put them in the refrigerator overnight.

Fu Ying rolled up instant noodles with a fork. The little guy ate it for the first time and thought it was very interesting: "Song Ma, Song Ma, why do you roll up such noodles like hair?"

Song's mother jokingly said, "that's instant noodles. It's from my wife downstairs. She said it's a new type of ramen."

Mother song has been a nanny in this community for a long time. She has a good relationship with other residents of this building. She will say hello when she meets them.

Fu Hanchuan closed his eyes and said, "it's all right. Go and take away the kitchen."

Song's mother "Hey" went to the kitchen, and the voice of the man behind her continued: "prepare more refrigerators in the future."

Before Song's mother could promise, the man changed his mind: "forget it, just follow the original habit." That woman, can come once, may not be willing again in the future. Before leaving, Su Xiang said only one word to him. She said, "Fu Hanchuan, your mother told me to stay away from you..." late at night, Fu Hanchuan sat in his study with a cigarette in his hand. The white smoke rose straight up and spread, so there was a faint smell of tar in the air. The big white cat curled up into a ball and lay on his lap to sleep. The man's big hand stroked him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the computer screen. He didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes flashed cold light. Su Xiang had already returned to the Hunan Garden. After washing, she lay in bed and couldn't sleep. She looked at the ceiling with her eyes open. There are a lot of things happening today. From the hard fight with Mrs. Zhuoya to the sudden Fu Ying, and then to Fu Hanchuan, she is overwhelmed and her mind is chaotic. The mobile phone on the bedside table rang twice. Su Xiang looked up and grabbed the mobile phone. A message came: did you sleep? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.