Chapter 177

Before turning his head, Qi Lingyang put his arm on her shoulder, chatted and said, "Pearl picked flowers to see if you like them?"

Hearing her name, pearl smiled and sent the little daisy in her small hand to Su Xiang under her nose: "Ma Ma, I, Hua Hua..."

Su Xiang's mind was transferred, looked at the flowers, smelled and smiled, "my daughter picked it and likes everything."

They walked to the car together until the car disappeared.

Qiao Shen didn't dare to say anything at all. He glanced at Fu Hanchuan nervously. Just standing like this, he could feel the great evil spirit from his side.

If he could, he wished he could leave at once.

The parking lot runs through the front and back. It's even colder this season. Fu Hanchuan just coughed for a long time without making a sound. At this time, he coughed violently, put one hand on his knee and bent down.

Qiao Shen quickly opened the door: "Mr. Fu, get on the bus first."

Fu Hanchuan's breath was urgent and heavy. He gasped for a while before he calmed down.

Qiao deeply felt that Fu Hanchuan's coughing was not the way. He persuaded him again: "President Fu, it's very close to the hospital, otherwise, I'll take a detour?"

Fu Hanchuan closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat. His thin lips gently opened: "I can't die."

Qiao Shen: "

Who is angry with this full of resentment?

To whom?

It's not his body that suffers, but the people around him suffer.

Fu Hanchuan refused to go to the hospital, and Qiao Shen had no choice but to go back to the company to continue working overtime. On the way, he stopped at a drugstore and bought cough medicine and cold medicine.

When she arrived at Fu's building, Xiao Jia, who was also working overtime, sent a courier to Fu Hanchuan's office.

"Mr. Fu, this express is sent to you."

Fu Hanchuan looked at the thin paper express package and gave a faint sound. Xiao Jia went out.

The man was weak. He sat down in the wide leather chair. As soon as he closed his eyes, the dog men and women were hanging shoulder to shoulder. He stroked his hot forehead, took a deep breath, sat up and took out the cigarette box from the drawer.

The cigarette was in his lips. As soon as he lit the cigarette, he coughed unbearably. Finally, he pressed the cigarette to the ashtray.

He opened the medicine box and remembered that a bottle of cough medicine was sent to his office early in the morning.

Just because she heard him coughing when he went out.

And now, where is he in that woman's eyes?

Fu Hanchuan's eyes were cold, and he smiled with self mockery. He held the small bottle of loquat cream in a circle in his hand, but did not immediately unscrew the bottle cap.

He glanced at the mobile phone on the desk, held it in his hand, opened the screen several times, looked at the number, and pressed it out again.

Finally, he threw his mobile phone on the table, unscrewed the bottle cap and swallowed. The cool plaster slid down slowly, and his hot throat was more comfortable.

At this time, the line of sight fell on the express bag.

Fu Hanchuan unpacked the express, which was a signed document sent by Canada.

Just then, his office door was suddenly pushed open, and Mrs. Zhuoya came in with an angry face.

"Look at this."

An envelope was thrown on his desk. Fu Hanchuan was stunned and picked up the envelope.

"What?"

Mrs. Zhuoya sat down angrily: "you'll see."

Seeing this, she couldn't even sit at home. She went directly to Guhua road. When she got there, she knew that he hadn't gone back yet. She said she was working overtime. Mrs. Zhuoya came round again.

Fu Hanchuan took out the things in the envelope and his face changed.

"Where did this come from?"

Mrs. Zhuoya held her arms and said, "I found it at the door. It was said that someone rang the doorbell. When I went out, I only saw a back and this envelope."

When Mrs. Zhuoya saw the picture inside, she couldn't eat the disgusting dinner.

"This kind of photo should be sent to the woman's door. Let her see her face. How can she send it to my house? It's ridiculous."

"What do you mean!"

The Fu family's old house is neither the mute place nor the place where wild species can enter. Unexpectedly, the photos of the two people were sent to the door. It's disgusting.

Mrs. Zhuoya chattered angrily. Fu Hanchuan only quietly looked at the photos on his hands, which were all the pictures of Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang in the same frame.

Kissing on the forehead at the gate, seeing off at the airport, and kissing on the grass at night

Fu Hanchuan's eyes were completely cold. His fingers were pinched tightly and jumped up in one breath. He coughed fiercely with his fist against his lips, and his cheeks and cheekbones rose red rapidly.

When Mrs. Zhuoya saw that he coughed so badly, she saw the cold medicine on the table.

She stood up in a hurry and touched his forehead. She felt hot. She said, "you're sick!"

Fu Hanchuan waved his hand and said it was all right. Mrs. Zhuoya scolded: "I'm so sick, and I said it's all right!"

She called Joe in and scolded him again: "President Fu is so ill. What's the matter with your assistant? Why don't you take him to the hospital!"

Qiao looked deeply at Fu Hanchuan, then at Mrs. Zhuoya, and swallowed it again.

There's no way to explain it, and you can't blame the boss.

Fu Hanchuan coughed and said, "it's all right."

He pinched the picture in his hand, kept pressing his anger in his heart, and said to Joe, "you send your wife back."

Joe nodded deeply, reached out to the door and said, "madam, I'd better take you back first."

Mrs. Zhuoya glanced at Fu Hanchuan uneasily. She said, "I should have burned these photos. I shouldn't have let you see them. But I think it's good for you to have a look. "

"Han Chuan, you shouldn't waste your mind on her."

"She's not the woman we're looking for. She didn't deserve to be the Fu's wife before, and now she doesn't deserve it."

"You know what?"

Fu Hanchuan's thin lips closed tightly, and his voice was extremely cold: "Qiao Shen, send your wife out!"

The son's tone was very bad. Seeing that his face was on the edge of rage again, Mrs. Zhuoya frowned and looked at him again, so she had to turn and leave.

Before leaving, she said the last sentence: "I think you should think it out carefully!"

When the door closed, Fu Hanchuan's face was as gloomy as ice, and his eyes without any temperature looked at the picture in his hand.

It's really affectionate to look at each other!

Fu Hanchuan's fingers creaked. He wished he could drag the people out of the picture and beat them up.

His throat rolled violently, and there was another rush of air in his throat.

Qiao Shen took Mrs. Zhuoya to the elevator and turned back. He saw Fu Hanchuan holding the table with one hand and coughing badly.

Qiao Shen became an old maid again and advised, "Mr. Fu, if you cough like this, you will become pneumonia. Maybe it's already pneumonia."

"At the end of the year, Mr. Fu, you can't break down."

He thought for a moment and added, "young master Fu Ying needs your care."

Fu Hanchuan took a breath, took a few photos on the desktop, put them in the drawer, locked them, looked gloomy and walked out: "let's go."

Joe was stunned. "Where are you going?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him with cold eyes: "didn't he say to go to the hospital?"

He was afraid that he could not stand being angry when he was ill and that he would be killed by the woman, which really went her way.

Qiao Shen thought that Fu Hanchuan would carry it to the end, but he persuaded him this time. I don't know what Mrs. Zhuoya took to make him so angry.

When Qiao was deeply curious, Fu Hanchuan came over and handed him an envelope: "go and find out the source of this letter."

Qiao Shen took it over and looked at it. There were only four words "Zhuoya Qinqi" on the envelope, and it was printed. There was no sender's address. It was deliberately placed somewhere.

Qiao Shen followed behind Fu Hanchuan: "Mr. Fu, don't you have any more clues?"

Fu Hanchuan's voice was cold and quiet: "the monitoring near Fu's old house to see who appeared in Fu's old house."

With this clue, Qiao Shen has eyes and eyebrows. He was holding the empty envelope. In fact, he was curious about what photos were in it. It seemed that he mentioned his wife in his conversation with Mrs. Zhuoya just now?

However, Joe has a strong sense of crisis. At this time, he knows deeply that his wife can't mention it at this time.

When he got to the hospital, Fu Hanchuan hung up for infusion. Qiao looked deeply at him lying on the hospital bed with a mobile phone in his hand. He didn't know what he was looking at.

Joe thought deeply and wanted to say whether to call his wife, but he didn't dare to mention it.

If the wife knew and refused to visit, it would be a complete explosion.

The next day, as soon as Fu Ying left the school gate, he was picked up by the driver of the Fu family. Chang Yan sat in the car.

She looked at Su Xiang coldly through the glass window. The corners of her lips suddenly hooked up, with a trace of pride in her provocation.

Su Xiang's eyes were cold.

During the time Fu Ying walked home, she always accompanied him, and she only had so little time to accompany him every day.

Chang Yan, why did she come out again?

And Fu Hanchuan, what does he mean?

Mingming has agreed that she will send the child home. Just because she didn't agree to eat with him that day, he took it back?

But a few days ago, everything was normal.

Chang Yan's lips suddenly opened and closed and said silently with her mouth: Su Xiang, the difference between me and you is that you can never sit in this car.

What if she is Fu Ying's biological mother?

She couldn't step into the door of the Fu family, even the Fu family's car.

Su Xiang knew more about lips and squeezed his fingers.

Song's mother looked at Su Xiang and said, "Mr. Fu is ill. The young master will go right away."

After that, song's mother followed him to the car.

Su Xiang watched Fu's car leave and pursed his lower lip.

Is Fu Hanchuan ill?

After the school parent-child activities, the two never met again. It turned out that he was ill.

Su Xiang frowned and thought deeply. He went back to the car first.

Fu Hanchuan continued the hospital infusion in the afternoon. A needle was stuck in the blood vessel, and the transparent medicine entered his body from the infusion tube.

He put an arm on his forehead and just closed his eyes to rest. Qiao Shen stood aside and reported the results of his day's investigation.

"The monitoring showed that a man put it at the door of the old house. He appeared under the monitoring at 4:50 p.m. and put down the envelope and left."

Fu Hanchuan murmured, "what else? That's all I found? "

Qiao Shen said, "the man is wearing black clothes, black pants, hat and mask. That's all he can find in the monitoring."

At most, according to the display in the monitoring, we can calculate the man's height and body shape, and we can't even see his age.

This kind of thing still needs to be handled by professional detectives.

As they talked, Fu Ying pushed the door in, and their conversation stopped.

Fu Hanchuan frowned and looked at Fu Ying: "how did you come?"

He didn't inform Fu Ying to come to the hospital. Fu Hanchuan looked at the door and saw Chang Yan come in. His eyes were cold for a moment.

Chang Yan, holding a fruit basket in her hand, put it on the bedside table and said, "Mrs. Zhuoya said you were ill in the hospital, so I came to have a look. Mrs. Zhuoya said to pick up Fu Ying."

At this time, Qiao Shen was knowledgeable and stepped aside. He stood with mother song, the last one to come in, and touched his nose.

Miss Chang, the news is really fast.

Mrs. Zhuoya refused to let go of this opportunity in order to make a match.

Fu Ying only focused on his own world. He looked at the needle tied on the back of Fu Hanchuan's hand, looked up at the potion bag hanging above, gently pulled off the infusion tube with his little hand, and the infusion bag above shook together, startling everyone.

Fu Hanchuan felt a pain in the back of his hand, frowned and stared at his son, and said in a cold voice, "what are you doing?"

Mother song was afraid that Fu Ying would be scolded. Subconsciously, she took a step forward and pulled Fu Ying back. She hurriedly said, "young master, sir is infusion. How can you pull the needle."

Fu Ying tooted his mouth, looked at the needle again, and said, "I just want to see if my father is really ill."

Mother song was so surprised that she quickly put her hand over Fu Ying's mouth. How can the child say this? It's time to be scolded again.

Fu Hanchuan was so angry that he couldn't speak. Then he thought, frowned, waved his hand and pointed to him and said, "send him back, don't let him come."

His tone is not bad. In other people's opinion, he just doesn't want children to stay in the hospital more.

After all, there are too many bacteria in places like hospitals.

Song's mother said twice and hurriedly took Fu Ying's little hand and left.

Fu Hanchuan's needle was pulled, and soon the back of his hand swelled, and blood returned from the thin pipe. Chang Yan said, "I'll call a nurse."

She turned and went out. Joe looked at the button above the hospital bed.

Did Miss Chang watch too many TV dramas, or did she never go to the hospital? There was a bell ringing here.

Outside the corridor, Chang Yan said about Fu Hanchuan at the nurse station, and a nurse immediately went to the ward.

Chang Yan looked at the time and asked the nurses what the patient should eat to treat her cough, what to eat to recuperate her body, and the corners of her eyes turned to the elevator mouth from time to time.

After a few minutes, the elevator door opened and Su Xiang appeared with a fruit basket.

In any case, Fu Hanchuan is also Fu Ying's father. She knows how poor the man's body is, and he asked her to participate in parent-child activities. She should come this time.

Moreover, if she wants to see Fu Ying every day in the future, she must come this time.

Su Xiang walked to the nurse station with a fruit basket. He wanted to ask which ward Fu Hanchuan was in first. He saw Chang Yan standing there, chatting with the nurse.

She had a pot of hot water in her hand, which she had just borrowed from the nurse.

Chang Yan thanked the nurse, turned her head as if she had just seen Su Xiang, and was slightly surprised: "Miss Su."

She glanced at Su Xiang's fruit basket, smiled and asked, "is Miss Su here to visit Hanchuan?"

"I know which ward he is in. Let me take you."

Su Xiang looked at Chang Yan and saw her pretending to be warm at this time. The tone of intimacy with Fu Hanchuan made her laugh.

She smiled and said, "OK, then miss Lao Chang."

The smile on Chang Yan's face was slightly stiff. She had been standing here, just thinking that this woman might come. Unexpectedly, she really came, ignored her words, and climbed along the pole.

Chang Yan's fingers pinched the handle of the hot kettle, and the pinched finger bones hurt.

"Let's go." Su Xiang urged with a light smile.

"This way." Chang Yan smiled and walked to the ward.

The door of the ward was pushed open again. The little nurse called over was not in the ward long ago. She was probably called over by other wards. Only Qiao Shen was still with Fu Hanchuan.

Seeing two women coming in, Qiao Shen took a careful look at Fu Hanchuan.

Two women

I wonder if Mr. Fu can bear it

After Chang Yan went in, she put the borrowed kettle on the bedside table and said softly, "I just asked the nurse that patients with cough had better drink more hot water, so I borrowed one."

"The nurse said to eat less cold things. It seems that I sent the wrong fruit basket. But the pears here are very good. They are stewed with scallop rock sugar. It's good to relieve cough and moisten lung... "

Chang Yan's words were kind, but she talked a lot. Su Xiang was hung aside. She couldn't say a word, so she put the fruit basket against the wall.

Su Xiang didn't want to say anything to Fu Hanchuan. Just take a look at the meaning.

Anyway, with this gentle and caring Miss Chang, she wanted to leave after she put her things.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at Su Xiang, turned around and said in a cold voice, "are you a ghost? Come and walk around?"

Chang Yan was still talking. Coldly, she was interrupted by Fu Hanchuan and bit her lower lip in embarrassment.

It turned out that he didn't want to listen to her at all. He just focused on the woman.

She smiled reluctantly and said, "yes, I almost forgot Miss Su. Just now I met her at the nurse's station asking for directions and came over together. "

Su Xiang had to stop his steps to leave, and his heart was full of Feifei: Well, what's she doing when I think of her? She still wants to go back and watch the dance competition broadcast.

Su Xiang turned back and said faintly to Fu Hanchuan, "listen to mother song saying that you are ill in hospital, so come and have a look."

After a sentence explained her intention, she closed her lips. Fu Hanchuan was still waiting for her next sentence. He didn't see her again for a few seconds.

"No?"

Su Xiang: "what else do you want to hear?"

Fu Hanchuan pinched the bridge of his nose. His stomach was full of fire. At this time, it was a dormant volcano. He burst again when he saw her.

He turned and told Qiao Shen, "go back first and send Miss Chang back along the way."

Joe nodded deeply, went to the door, opened the door a little, smiled politely and said, "Miss Chang, please."

Chang Yan held her palm with great strength and told herself to restrain.

She squeezed a smile: "then trouble assistant Joe."

When the door closed, there were only two people lying and standing in the ward.

Fu Hanchuan didn't want to face the woman with this posture, so he sat up. He was so strong that he coughed twice against his lips.

Su Xiang frowned and looked at him. He poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him: "Miss Chang said, it's good to drink more hot water."

Fu Hanchuan looked at the cup of hot water with cold eyes and didn't answer it for a long time. He sarcastically said, "you'll find someone else's trouble first?"

I fell in love with Qi Lingyang. All the photos were taken. Why do you accuse him of being close to Chang Yan first?

Su Xiang was stunned. She just poured water. Who's the trouble?

Fu Hanchuan looked at her innocent face, and the volcano in his heart spurted sparks.

He pulled the suit he was wearing on one side and threw several photos out of the inner bag at Su Xiang's face.

"I'll come to you if you don't come."

"You seem to have forgotten how I warned you, huh?"

Su Xiang's cheek was scratched by the photo, some sharp and stinging, and his white face immediately made a long red mark.

She wiped her fingertips in the painful place and saw no bleeding. Then she put the water cup on the bedside table and looked down at the photos scattered on the ground.

She squatted down, picked up one and looked at another. Her tone was flat: "well, it was very good."

Fu Hanchuan's chest fluctuated violently with anger. Fortunately, he had lost liquid for two days in a row. At this time, he was in a lot of spirit. Otherwise, he must have vomited blood with anger.

"Okay? You're m fucking sick! "

After picking up all the photos, Su Xiang stood up. She smiled gently, but there was no smile in her eyes, only irony.

She said, "you and I are already going through the legal process of divorce. The person in the picture is the one I want to marry in the future. And you, too, have Mrs. Fu to marry. You are walking on different roads. "

"It's just these photos you asked someone to take. What do you mean?"

"Wait until the time of divorce, and then use these photos to prove that I cheated?"

Fu Hanchuan was stunned. Wait a minute. That's not the problem they want to talk about.

He said, "you think I'm looking for someone to shoot you?"

"Otherwise?"

In Su Xiang's impression, Fu Hanchuan was a unscrupulous person. He could design her divorce and remarriage without even knowing it. What else could she believe in him? When she came back, he warned her. Didn't these just confirm his warning? Su Xiang gently pulled his lips and smiled and looked at the photos one by one again. She wrote softly, "kissing is nothing. I was seen lying in bed with other men."“ Fu Hanchuan... "She just said a name. Fu Hanchuan pulled off the needle and stood up, pinching Su Xiang's chin and sticking his lips on it“ Well... "Su Xiang was so frightened that he opened his eyes and struggled hard. One arm of Fu Hanchuan tightened her back waist, and the other hand clasped the back of her brain. He didn't even give her room to struggle. Their bodies were close together without leaving a gap. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation