Chapter 215

Fu Hanchuan quickly stood up and strode out. Feng Qingyang looked at his back, moved his eyebrows and eyes, looked at Mo Feitong, and closed his lips slightly.

Could it be that he finally caught the little yellow chicken and stared at her coldly: "what are you looking at?"

Feng Qingyang looked at him askew and suddenly said, "how old are you?"

Not only low IQ, but also naive.

Isn't it the same Leng, thinking about the meaning of this woman, turning to Pei Xian, Feng Qingyang has stood up and walked out. It seems that he is looking for Fu Hanchuan.

Pei Xian patted him on the arm to appease him. He said, "three young people, you are not here during this period. I'll make up for you first. Ah, some time ago, all the means against Su Xiang were cruel and shady. Mrs. Zhuoya refused to be calm. She took advantage of Fu Hanchuan's power to retaliate against the Qi family, and then offended the Chang family because of this, so fu Shao took his plan... "

Pei Xian briefly explained some things during this period, and finally said, "in short, Fu Shao thought of a way to invite Miss Feng to be the arrow stopper." Pei Xian looked at the doll grabbing machine. "Didn't you see that woman playing games is killing?"

Pei Xian said this, could it be that he came over with aftertaste. He frowned and looked at the position where Fu Hanchuan had just Sat. so, Fu Hanchuan didn't like Feng Qingyang as rumored?

But what if Feng Qingyang, like other women, took the opportunity to have selfishness, and solved a problem and a more cruel problem?

Can he make complaints about drinking with wine, "Pei Xian smiled." three, I know you are now protecting Su Xiang wholeheartedly. But you should also understand that no matter how good-looking the face of San Shao is, it has not reached the level of RMB. But... "

The wine cup touched his lips, and he glanced sideways. "But if Fu Shao and Feng Qingyang are good, you still have a chance to be superior. Shouldn't you be happy?"

Could it be that he kicked him directly, grabbed the wine cup on the tea table, took a big SIP and said, "glad to see your sister!"

He likes Su Xiang, sympathizes with her, sympathizes with her, admires her, but also knows his position. He just doesn't want to see Fu Hanchuan occupy the little mute and refuse to leave, and play some marriage trick in the other hand.

In that case, it's better to put the little mute directly.

He took another suspicious look at Pei Xian: "he's really not making a marriage?"

If his marriage is ambiguous, don't blame him for not talking about brotherly morality!

Pei Xian patted the footprints on his trouser legs, looked at the door and said, "if Fu Shao really wanted to marry, he wouldn't have dragged Chang Yan for three years..."

In the back garden of 1988, a man held his mobile phone. The number displayed on the screen had not been dialed out. The cold light on the screen illuminated his face. He looked gloomy and hesitant.

The screen darkened, and the man's face was shrouded in the night. He put his mobile phone back in his pocket, took out a cigarette box and smoked one. The fire flashed, and the smoke curled up, and was blown away by the wind in an instant.

She was going to New Zealand. He was qualified and had a position not to allow her to go, but he lost in his own mistake.

He laughed at himself. When he called, he was afraid that it would lead to her sarcasm. For example, he didn't take her, and he didn't allow others to take her?

Fu Hanchuan looked up at the moon above, slowly spit out smoke, and leaned back against a column.

Behind him came the pattering footsteps, and the cool voice said, "why, I'm afraid your friends will see you eating flat and uncomfortable?"

Fu Hanchuan flicked the ash with a cigarette. He snorted coldly and ignored it. Feng Qingyang stood beside him, looked at him with his arm and said, "why don't you call her?"

"Just a mute. I'm afraid I can't hold her down?"

When Fu Hanchuan thought of Su Xiang's fierce appearance, he unconsciously smiled and said, "she is not an ordinary mute."

She is stubborn and fierce, but when she looks down, she is gentle and considerate, like a little cat.

He took a deep puff of smoke and said, "have you ever had a cat?"

When an unexpected question was asked, Feng Qingyang was stunned, shook his head and said, "Feng Qinghong is allergic to the hair of cats and dogs. No animals are allowed at home."

The boss of Feng family is allergic to pollen, and the third is allergic to animal fur, so there is no flower, no animal, and no fur accessories in Feng family garden.

When Feng Qingyang was a child, he teased a cat at his classmate's house. Because his clothes were stained with cat hair, Feng Qinghong was allergic and hospitalized. Feng Qingyang paid the punishment of taking care of him for a week. He really served him like a servant.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the moon and said slowly, "cats are very sensitive and insecure animals. When you trust you, once you abandon it, it will be difficult for it to change its mind. "

Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows. It's really hard for people to see that he was trapped in love and helpless.

A man who is high spirited and arrogant has such a time when he is trapped by love and such a time when he is humble

Feng Qingyang sighed. She was just an outsider. She didn't know what happened between them. She only said, "Fu Hanchuan, did you tell her you love her?"

Fu Hanchuan's fingers shook violently, and a piece of soot shook off, inadvertently stained on his black woolen cloth. His breath sank, and his dark eyes looked at the Bush in front of him.

Feng Qingyang glanced at the gray ash and said to him, "if you don't want her to go, you should let her know. At least it means you care. If you don't do anything, she may think you really don't care. " Then she turned and left.

Fu Hanchuan listened to her footsteps getting farther and farther away, and his eyebrows gradually frowned.

Call her in exchange for her sarcasm. If you don't call her, you give her indifferent hints. In the end, he will lose himself.

Suddenly, Fu Hanchuan felt even worse.

He took out his cell phone and pressed the round dial key as soon as the screen lit up. The phone was beeping. Every time it rang, his eyebrows tightened.

Su Xiang walked into the bathroom with his newly bought shower gel. When he heard the cell phone ring in the room, he took off half of his clothes and wrapped them up again. He opened the door and came out. He frowned when he saw Fu Hanchuan's Caller ID: "hello..."

The man's low voice came, "it's me."

Su Xiang: "I know."

The phone was silent for a few seconds. Su Xiang listened to the breathing sound at that end. He could vaguely hear the rustling sound of leaves shaking. It was probably outside.

Call her at this time. Didn't you find any clues? Su Xiang asked what he thought.

Fu Hanchuan coughed against his lips and said vaguely, "well, I have something to ask you." He raised his hand and looked at his watch. "Wait at the cinema at eleven, you know."

Then he hung up.

Su Xiang looked at the quiet mobile phone and immediately got up to change his clothes.

Su Xiang was no stranger to the cinema. After greeting at the front desk, he went to the box where he had been several times.

There were people sitting in the box. The light inside was dark, and the light and shadow of the big screen fell on the man, reflecting the color of rotation.

His face was cold, one arm was leaning on the back of the sofa, a lazy and relaxed posture, and he felt that he would become a fierce look at any time.

Su Xiang went in, stood in front of him and said, "what did you find?"

Fu Hanchuan raised his hand to close the film, turned his eyes and looked at Su Xiang: "what were you doing when I called you? Why did it take so long to answer? "

Su Xiang looked at him strangely and said, "I'm taking a bath." Ask this what to do.

Su Xiang wore a down jacket with buttons and looked bulging. Fu Hanchuan's eyes fell on the buttons at her neckline, glanced at it and said, "aren't you hot?"

The heating in the cinema is fully turned on, but Su Xiang just came in from the outside. He's not hot yet. Of course, he won't feel hot.

She said patiently, "Fu Hanchuan, if you come to me just for chatting..."

She pointed her toes towards the door and didn't intend to waste so much time.

Fu Hanchuan stood up and said, "wait a minute."

Su Xiang stopped and turned to look at him. Fu Hanchuan said awkwardly, "it's the new year's Eve. I don't expect you to eat with Fu Ying once. At seven o'clock tomorrow evening, Ocean Park."

Su Xiang only felt her breathing stopped and her eyes shook slightly. She looked at Fu Hanchuan uncertainly: "you... You want to win with Fu?"

Could it be that Tong also said he could help her bring Fu Ying out, but she didn't dare.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the eagerness and hesitation in Su Xiang's eyes. Knowing her concerns, he frowned and said, "it will be arranged."

During this time, he and Feng Qingyang went in and out of various occasions with a high profile, and they also had a tacit understanding in the company. They should have achieved some results.

Su Xiang bit his lips and nodded. He immediately shook his head and rolled down his throat and said, "I'd better not."

God knows how much she wants to see Fu Ying, especially after another year. If you can't have another reunion dinner this year, Fu Hanchuan chose the past from that row of clothes and finally chose a small black suit, which is more suitable for formal occasions. Fu Ying looked at the dress and asked, "Dad, are you going to the party?"

Fu Ying has participated in numerous banquets since he was a baby.

"No." Fu Hanchuan stuffed the dress into his son's hand, "go and change it."

Fu Ying looked at him strangely. If he didn't go to the party, would he have to go to the etiquette class? In his latest schoolwork, he added etiquette classes, but he remembered that it must not be today.

As soon as the little guy wore his straight little suit, he had a proper abbreviated version of Fu Hanchuan, a white shirt, a black suit, cold eyebrows and eyes, and looked like a noble childe.

Fu Hanchuan looked around, seemed satisfied, nodded, took out another set of civilian clothes to Fu Ying and said, "go and change it."

Fu Ying took a look at him. Why did you ask him to change. But seeing his father's serious face, he dared not ask more questions, and obediently went to change his civilian clothes.

Such a toss in the morning seems to have passed. Fu Ying goes to the counseling institution for class as usual. In class, he secretly chats with Lian Liang. When the teacher sees him, he is recited a few words, and then Mr. Wu takes him home.

When he opened his small schoolbag and buried himself in his homework, Fu Hanchuan came back.

Fu Ying looked up at him and pretended to write very seriously. Fu Hanchuan didn't check. He ordered, "go take a bath and change into the morning suit."

Fu Ying's lips curled and said he wasn't going to the party. Speaking of it, he hasn't been to the party for a long time. Even his grandmother didn't take him out.

It's not how much he likes to attend parties, but when adults chat, at least he can play by himself. Unlike now, he is busier than his father.

Hum, he was only allowed to go out drinking and chatting with Uncle Pei, but he was not allowed to play. He also said that he had no childhood in the future.

He is still a child. Adults are so unreasonable.

When Fu Ying resisted his anger countless times in his heart, he didn't know that Fu Hanchuan arranged his time so tightly. He was not only consciously taking him to the successor of the Fu family, but also blocking the gossip, making him study all the time, and making him too busy to ask East and West, and thinking about the questions Chang Yan urged him.

Fu yingyiyan cleaned up and changed into a small suit. When he went out, he found that Fu Hanchuan also changed into a suit. The little boy sucked his nose and asked, "Daddy, did you spray perfume?"

He was more certain that there was a party tonight.

Fu Hanchuan stared at him and said coldly, "let's go."

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Su Xiang watched the time all day, waiting for the sunset to set. At about the same time, she squeezed her fist hard, struggled countless times at the bottom of her heart, and finally decided to go.

As Fu Hanchuan said, those that exist are facts she can't erase. Even if she finds out those who make articles about her today, someone may turn out to make old accounts one day in the future.

Fu Ying is the successor of the Fu family. He will sit in the position of Fu Hanchuan. At that time, he should be very strong and stronger than Fu Hanchuan.

Son doesn't dislike his mother's ugliness. If she can't pass this level and can't pass it in the future, how can Fu Ying not feel inferior because of her mother?

Su Xiang cleaned up, asked Zhang Ma to take care of Pearl first, and went out.

The sky has long fallen, and the electric poles on the road are hung with red lanterns. The red light and black interact against each other, and the tassels are dancing in the wind, creating a happy New Year atmosphere.

As soon as the Chinese new year came, the streets were deserted. Most of the people's congresses working in Beicheng went home for the Chinese New Year. Su Xiang had a smooth way. I didn't feel much red light, and went straight to Ocean Park.

After getting off the bus, the ocean park under the night showed a bit of mystery.

She has never visited Ocean Park at night. The last time she came to this place in her memory was more than three years ago.

Su Xiang turned and looked around. There were also some couples who came for a night tour at this time. Fu Hanchuan's car was not seen in the parking lot, and Su Xiang didn't specifically look for it. He walked in.

Fu Hanchuan only said that she was in the ocean park, but she didn't know where it was. At this time, she remembered and took the phone to ask.

The surrounding landscape lights lit up again and again. Su Xiang raised his eyes in a daze and saw Fu Hanchuan walking slowly with Fu Ying's little hand. Her eyes widened.

The pattering footsteps seemed so loud in the empty space. Su Xiang swallowed his saliva, nervously looked at the person coming towards her, and clenched his mobile phone with his fingers.

Her eyes shifted from Fu Hanchuan's face to Fu Ying's face, and then from Fu Ying to his face.

At this time, she found that the field was empty, only three of them. She just looked for the route she had entered before, and didn't realize that those who had entered had been guided elsewhere by the road signs.

Fu Ying looks at Su Xiang standing in front of him, looks back at Fu Hanchuan, and looks puzzled on his small face.

Fu Hanchuan's finger fell on his shoulder, gently pushed forward and said, "why don't you go at this time?"

Fu Yinggang resisted fiercely when he transferred to school. He once wanted to run away from home, but he was suppressed by Fu Hanchuan who had been on guard early in the morning.

Su Xiang tried to control his emotions and squatted down: "Fu Ying, come here, come to mom."

When Fu Ying came to her, Su Xiang touched his little face and squeezed his little hand. She wanted to hold him in her arms and rub him hard, but she had to keep natural and calm.

She took his little hand and asked, "have you had dinner?"

As soon as she thought of this, she rubbed her forehead. She was in a trance all day. She even forgot to make Fu Ying his favorite food. She hasn't cooked for him for a long time.

She remembered that there was a restaurant here. Now she could afford it. She said, "go, please eat delicious food."

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