Chapter 233

Sitting at the computer desk, Su Xiang calmly recalled Qi Lingyang's words and always felt that he had something to say.

Will it be more difficult to face how she became mute than Chang Yan's evil deeds before?

It feels like he knows something. But what does he know?

And Chang Yan, since she's not dead, she won't let it go. But what should she do to punish her and not let herself fall into public opinion again?

Moreover, the entanglement between the Chang family and the Fu family also gave her a headache.

Fu Hanchuan

Su Xiang felt even more upset at the thought of what Fu Hanchuan said in the cinema.

She patted her head and scolded secretly. Where was the space for him to get into her mind. When she stopped thinking and looked at the computer, on the screen in front of her, the speech she prepared for the start of the new year was full of messy words. She couldn't even spell a sentence. Instead, there were many names of Su run, Chang Yan and Fu Hanchuan.

She was startled and quickly deleted and rewritten. It seems that Qi Lingyang is right. She has too many things in her mind. She has to clear some before she has the energy to deal with other things.

Su Xiang took a sip of coffee to refresh himself and concentrated on rewriting his speech. He was busy until very late and turned off the light to have a rest. During this period, he didn't turn on his mobile phone. After washing, he picked up his mobile phone and saw a message. Qi Lingyang seemed to guess that she would stay up late. He sent her a dozing panda on QQ, suggesting that she would have panda eyes tomorrow.

Su Xiang skimmed his lips and went back to the past and said: you don't have your share of tomorrow's construction red envelope.

It is an annual practice to issue red envelopes for construction, which indicates that the new year will be auspicious and rich. Although Qi Lingyang is not from her studio, she has never given her less suggestions. She is her entrepreneurship teacher, so she wants to have fun with this red envelope.

When the mobile phone rang, he sent a big red envelope, started work and went to the end.

Linghu Wujiang: the red envelope cannot be less than this number.

At this time, after twelve o'clock, Su Xiang wrinkled his nose and replied: sleep, good night.

Qi Lingyang looked at the good night picture on the screen and smiled faintly, but the smile was heavy.

He hoped that she could know the secret later and knew that she had been tracking down for three years. As soon as Chang Yan's affair was over, there was no reason to stop her. If only the truth were not so cruel?

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On the first day of the new year, there were three fewer people reporting to the studio than those left at the end of last year. One of them was the store manager. Su Xiang guessed that they would receive their resignation reports later.

The last quarter of last year was so turbulent that the products almost couldn't be sold. It's understandable that the confidence in the studio decreased. Su Xiang could better understand why Qi Lingyang wanted her to cheer up and deal with things one by one.

Facing the departure of her former partner, she was really sad. If she was upset again, the studio would really go downhill in the future.

She took a deep breath, raised her spirits and began to give an incentive speech. Then the meeting ended with a red envelope for commencement. The red envelopes of the employees at the store and the factory were distributed by the relevant person in charge. The last red envelope, she smiled in her hand, put it in the drawer, and then went to the store without a manager, that is, the skin care store.

When she arrived at the store, as she expected, there were few clerks left in the store. Su Xiang gave out a red envelope for starting work, said a few words of encouragement, and promoted a person with the longest working experience as a manager on the spot.

"Those who have left us now may have a chance to meet again in the future, but I hope that the next time we meet again, it will be a better time for us than before."

I don't blame those people for their lack of compassion and righteousness. It's very kind to leave without a red envelope.

Then there was the inspection of stores and factories. I was busy until the evening before returning to Xiangyuan.

In the evening, Qi Lingyang came to Xiangyuan as usual. When Su Xiang handed the red envelope to him, he just pinched the thickness and put it directly into the chest bag of the suit without even opening it. Su Xiang asked with a smile, "don't you have a look?"

Qi Lingyang glanced and sat on the carpet. He looked straight at his pearl and said with a smile, "just take a look."

Pearl age, make complaints about red packets, Su Xiang Tucao: "mean."

Qi Lingyang saw that she didn't look listless and said, "in this way, some women entrepreneurs have the style."

For those who start a business, there are certainly no fewer difficulties and setbacks, but some are sad because of people. The people who worked hard together and endured hardships together left, and they were very disappointed.

Su Xiang smiled and said, "you knew it would be like that, so you reminded me yesterday?"

Qi Lingyang opened a seat, sat down on her shoulder and said, "the most difficult thing to start a business is not knowing when to make a start and when to make a full profit. Many people are heavily in debt and can't stick to it. According to your reservation plan, when the Youth League comes out, the paper clip series of skin care products can occupy a certain market, but the plan died halfway. "

"Your studio is divided into three contents. It has been operating for two years. At present, it has barely maintained a balance of revenue, which is a great progress. But you should also see that there are some benefits from preferential policies. Among them, the skin care product series with the largest loss, although it has decided to take the international route and has the support of the Vatican family, it will not be a short time to design new products for European skin. "

"In domestic stores, you still have to continue to make domestic skin care products, so that these stores can survive. For those who leave, they may have survived one or two cold winters before, but it is natural to leave when there are too many cold winters and there is no hope. "

"If you can put your mind right, it means that you have survived and will be more and more used to this in the future..." Qi Lingyang considered, "fate."

Between people, because of the combination and separation in business, it can also be called fate.

He looked at her faintly, thought of some things, moved his eyebrows, and did not continue the topic. Just as Ma Zhang brought out the food, he picked up the dishes and chopsticks: "eat first and teach you something else later."

It's better for her to have something else to do than to have spare time to think about Su run's secret.

The opening of the new year passed in the calm of the next few days, and the Lantern Festival came in the twinkling of an eye.

Fu Hanchuan and Fu Ying came out of the old man's house. Both big and small looked heavy.

Fu Ying walked halfway and stood still under a Chimonanthus chinensis. It was supposed to be a time when the fragrance of flowers was strong, but the Chimonanthus was bare. None of the flowers and bones had grown this year.

Fu Ying looked up at Fu Hanchuan, his face depressed, and a small drum bag squeezed out between his two eyebrows. Fu Hanchuan looked at him and said, "what's the matter?"

Fu Ying pursed his lips, grabbed a bare branch and pulled it. After tangled, he asked, "Dad, will grandpa die?"

Although children are young, they also know that they can't say unlucky words during the new year. It's disrespectful to ask this question at this time.

But the old man didn't wake up to see him just now. Grandpa would look at him when he came before.

Fu Ying overheard Fu Hanchuan's conversation with the doctor. The doctor said that old Fu had been sleeping for longer and longer, and was likely to go in a dream.

Fu Hanchuan touched his head and said, "you should understand that human life is limited."

Fu Ying tightened his lips, seemed to be unacceptable, and walked into the room stuffy. Mrs. Zhuoya looked at the little guy who went in and looked at Fu Hanchuan. She said coldly, "I have something to ask you."

There was no expression on Fu Hanchuan's face, even more indifferent. Mrs. Zhuoya frowned, discontent rose in her heart, and her face sank.

She said, "what do you mean you won't let me meet Fu Ying?"

In the past few days of the new year, it is time for the family to get together and enjoy their family. However, since working at Chang's house, Fu Hanchuan has not let Fu Ying come back to his old house, nor has he asked Mrs. Zhuoya to take Fu Ying away. To put it bluntly, Fu Ying is prohibited from contacting Mrs. Zhuoya again.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the distance, his thin lips opened and closed, and there was no emotion in his voice. He said, "madam, it's better to have less contact with Fu Ying in the future."

When Mrs. Zhuoya heard the address, she opened her eyes and said angrily, "what do you call me? Madam? "

Her own son called her wife like others?

Fu Hanchuan drew back his sight, coldly fell on her face, looked into her eyes and said, "If today is not a festival, I won't bring Fu Ying back."

The old man's time is running out. Fu Ying is the treasure on the tip of the old man's heart. Let him see it more and more, and it will only be less and less in the future.

Mrs. Zhuoya was shocked: "you, are you guarding against me?"

Fu Hanchuan closed his eyes and talked with his mother and son. He couldn't say anything, but said, "Fu Ying is still young. I don't want his wife to instill your ideas into him."

After what happened at Chang's house, he had understood that he couldn't go on like this.

Mrs. Zhuoya didn't expect to get these words from her son. She smiled ironically and sadly.

"Chang Yan said, you always have that woman in your heart. You're only looking for Feng Qingyang to hide it from me. Are you afraid I'll find her trouble again? "

Not only to hide it from her, but also from Chang Yan.

Chang Yan, the woman, did something that made her angry, but she did one thing right. She tried to find out Fu Hanchuan's sincerity. He did so for that woman!

She wanted to question him about it at the first time, but she restrained herself at the thought of the tense mother child relationship between the two people, and would mention it later. But she didn't expect that she thought too well. Now, it's not whether she can improve the mother-child relationship, but her own son who decides to get rid of her relationship!

Since he asked, Fu Hanchuan didn't deny it any more and directly admitted: "yes. There are many doubts about Su Xiang. When I couldn't find anyone, I asked Miss Feng to help me. "

"By the way, now that the truth has been revealed, I hope madam won't go to Miss Feng again. She is not the Mrs. Fu you want. "

With a lesson from the past, Fu Hanchuan will never let this happen again, especially Mrs. Zhuoya's solicitation will not cause disaster.

Feng Qingyang has only a cooperative relationship with him, but she is afraid that Mrs. Zhuoya will make another move in private and be involved with those people in the Feng family, which is another regular family.

Mrs. Zhuoya stared at him coldly, as if the son didn't know him. She said, "OK. But since you took Feng Qingyang to the banquet, the outside world is the news that you are in love with Feng Qingyang. How do you deal with it? "

Fu Hanchuan was silent and said, "soon, the outside world will know that Fu Hanchuan broke up with Feng Qingyang."

The calm voice fell. Looking at Fu Hanchuan's plain face, Mrs. Zhuoya's lips turned up and said sarcastically, "well, it's Fu Hanchuan. When designing this play, I even thought about the ending."

"You use a Feng Qingyang to let Chang Yan, who has been guarding you for three years, retire... In these three years, you keep Chang Yan just to prevent me from placing those women around you?"

"You are really my good son..." Mrs. Zhuoya smiled coldly: "Fu Hanchuan, you are good. Even I am defending and designing. I'm your mother. You guard against me for that woman. In the future, do you want to break off relations with me for her? "

Fu Hanchuan's face didn't fluctuate, but his hanging fingers slowly shook it up. He said faintly, "madam, you're not in good health. Don't be angry."

Although it was a admonition, it was more sad and angry to say than not to say. In the face of her son's betrayal, Mrs. Zhuoya was disappointed and angrily said, "are you obsessed! Behind you, the person who has always supported you and supported you is me! "

"I separated you from that woman for your own good. Just for this matter, you have to share with me and cut off the friendship between Fu Ying and me?"

Fu Hanchuan shook his fist, continued to maintain a calm tone and said, "madam, Fu Ying was also born to her. Will you think of her when you look at him?"

"Don't argue with me!" Mrs. Zhuoya waved her hand hard and interrupted him angrily. In the final analysis, he thought she would affect Fu Ying. That's what he meant!

She pointed at him and trembled with anger. "Hello, you're so kind!"

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly, and his breath became more heavy. He almost blurted out a word and swallowed it back to his lips.

Up to now, the person who framed Su Xiang has been found out. He can safely admit his original intention, but in the face of the angry Mrs. Zhuoya, he thought for a moment and didn't say that he was still married to Su Xiang.

He could not guarantee that Mrs. Zhuoya, who was in a rage, would do anything more irrational.

On the way back, Fu Ying looked at Fu Hanchuan and asked, "Dad, did you quarrel with grandma?"

Fu Hanchuan looked straight ahead and drove: "No."

Fu Ying turned his eyes, pursed his lips and thought to himself: dad must have lied. He didn't talk to grandma or look at her. They were both angry.

This is called the cold war.

In the evening, Fu Ying secretly glanced at the door of the study, determined that the door was closed, hid back in the room and sent a message to Su Xiang saying: he had a quarrel with his grandmother.

Su Xiang looked at the news. Her son wanted to chat with her. She replied along the topic and asked: Why did you quarrel?

Fu Ying: I don't know. The cold war is over.

Su Xiang had a sense of bewilderment when facing the word "cold war". He didn't know where he learned it. However, Fu Hanchuan quarreled with Mrs. Zhuoya. It's hard to imagine what it was like.

Both are unwilling to admit defeat, both are extremely cold and hard people.

However, Mrs. Zhuoya has always been very demanding of Fu Hanchuan and focused on him. Even if Fu Hanchuan contradicts her sometimes, she won't be angry with him for a long time. It's strange that the relationship between the two is so stiff that there is a cold war.

Su Xiang rubbed her fingers and was stunned for a few seconds. She vaguely had an answer in her heart. She shook her head and quickly pulled herself out of that thought.

Fu Ying sent another message: grandpa is not in good health. Uncle doctor said he would not wake up.

Su Xiang didn't have much fluctuation on his face when he saw the news of master Fu.

The real reason why she was able to marry Fu Hanchuan was Fu Laozi. If he had not been seriously ill and eager to see the fourth generation of the Fu family, the Fu family would not have agreed to her marrying in.

During her three years in the Fu family, she had to go to see him with permission, and she had no feelings for the old man.

The old man was already in his twilight years. After so many years, he should have reached the point where the oil ran out and the lamp dried up. It is said that the person who once dominated the wind and cloud in the legend is no different from ordinary people in his final return.

Su Xiang replied: in this world, life will leave and new life will come. When you come to this world, you are a new life. From then on, you will eat a lot of delicious and bad things. You will also see many different landscapes and encounter happy or unhappy things.

But more importantly, you will meet many people, including your parents, grandparents, anyone. Among these people, some will accompany you for a long time, while others can only accompany you for a short time, but they will always be separated. It's just a matter of time to meet and leave. Su Xiang didn't know if Fu Ying could understand what she said. However, there are so many unknowable accidents, resulting in the length of fate between people. She doesn't want Fu Ying to fear death. At least, don't know what death is for the first time like her. Fu Ying looked at the long text, read it several times, and then asked: will you die, too? Will dad die, too? Seeing this, Su Xiang stopped in her heart. She slowly wrote: life is long and short. Everyone will have such a day. But since you live, you have to do something meaningful. In the end, you won't Regret living in this world for nothing. Grandpa, he was a great man when he was young. He also saw your birth and saw you grow up. I think he should be satisfied with this life. After I gave birth to you, I will be very satisfied to see you grow up safely and happily, and then see you get married and have children in the future. But since then, your wife and children have always been with you. By the way, are you still in touch with Lian liang? Miss her? Fu Ying blushed and wrote: I'm going to bed. Really, he asked her questions very seriously. How can he ask his private affairs. The little guy felt comfortable and was about to say something else. When he heard footsteps in the corridor at the door, he immediately retracted his hand into the quilt and looked asleep as soon as his eyes were closed. The door of the children's room was not closed tightly. Fu Hanchuan gently pushed open the door and came in. Seeing the bright light in the room, he said to the little guy on the bed, "when you pretend to sleep, remember to turn off the light." Fu Ying rubbed his eyes and pretended to wake up: "ah, when did I sleep..." he picked up the book opened by the pillow and read it. Fu Hanchuan glanced at him and said coldly, "if you want to talk to her, you should be aboveboard. You are not allowed to find her." Fu Ying pretended to turn over a page of the atlas. Fu Hanchuan said faintly, "what did you tell her?" Fu Ying: "nothing, just talk."“ Just talk? "“ Yes, just talk. " The little guy looks in a good mood. He's not as worried as he was at the Fu family's old house. Fu Hanchuan glanced at him and went over to turn off the light: "it's getting late. Go to bed early." Smelly boy, you're hiding it from him. Fu Hanchuan went back to the master bedroom and breathed into the cold room. He went to the bed, opened the quilt and lay down, and the light went out. But at this time, the door was quietly opened. On the other side, you can feel the quilt being lifted and the bed sinking slightly. Fu Hanchuan opened his eyes and whispered to the ceiling, "Why are you running here?" As like as two peas, he pushed his side to his side and kept the same posture as he did. The little fellow said, "I'm still a little scared." No matter how brave a child is, he will still have fear when he first comes into contact with death. Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, rubbed his hair and said, "you are still far from that day." Fu Yingchuan leaned over, went into his arms, closed his eyes and said vaguely, "Dad, you and she don't want to die, and I don't want you to be old..." "well..." Fu Hanchuan put one arm behind his head and looked at the ceiling. The other hand patted the little guy on the back, his eyes flickered slightly, and a moment later, he took a sigh as the last good night before going to bed Su Xiang let Chang Yan spend these days safely because she was seriously injured. If she wakes up, she will settle accounts with her for fear that she will die if she can't bear it. When the news came from the hospital that Chang Yan had been transferred to the general ward and no longer depended on the oxygen machine, Su Xiang walked into the hospital gate again and should have an end with her. When she got off, another car also drove in. Su Xiang didn't care at first. When she walked straight ahead, a voice behind her called her“ Miss Su... "Su Xiang turned his head and saw the man who got off the car. His face moved slightly. I have heard of this person many times, but only once or twice have I really met face-to-face. She asked, "why did Miss Feng come to the hospital?" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.