Chapter 245

In the dark, a long sigh, heavy, resentful, unwilling, helpless and confused.

With a bang, the light was bright. Fu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the people coming in. Could it be that he carried two bottles of Paris water in his hand, threw him a bottle, sat down on the sofa opposite him and said, "forget the wine, I think you need to drink water to wake up."

The water was taken out of the freezer and held in his hand. The palm was very cold. Fu Hanchuan didn't immediately open the lid and held the glass bottle and pasted it on his forehead to calm down.

Could it be that after drinking water, he glanced at him and said, "I heard that Su run was discharged from the hospital?"

Fu Hanchuan's eyes were cold, as if someone had stabbed him. He looked at them coldly, and said sarcastically, "why, the people you brought back didn't see them, and you don't know if Qi Lingyang took them away?"

Holding the glass bottle, he threw it heavily on the tea table and made a bang. His anger also came up and said, "why, Fu Hanchuan, do you want to fight?"

Fu Hanchuan really wanted to vent. If he had watched Su run, he wouldn't have let Qi Lingyang take people away, and he wouldn't have been trapped by Qi Lingyang.

He pressed his voice angrily and said, "since you brought people back, you should be responsible for watching him. Do you know why Qi Lingyang took people away?"

Could it be that Tong tilted his head and looked at him quietly. After a few seconds of silence, he said: "I only promise Su Xiang to bring people back. As for what she wants to do to Su run, I won't intervene."

"I don't know why Qi Lingyang took Su run away, but as long as it doesn't prevent her from investigating the truth, I don't care."

"As for how you two fight, it has nothing to do with me. I support whoever Su Xiang wants to choose. "

Fu Hanchuan stared at him speechless, unscrewed the bottle cap and poured a big saliva. Could it be that he shook his index finger and said again: "in addition, don't annoy me if you are in a bad mood."

In the middle of the night, I have to guard this man here. He's also very busy, okay. If it weren't for the sake of his brothers in the past, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to him.

Fu Hanchuan's thin lips closed tightly. After staring at him for a few seconds, he took back his eyes and poured water silently.

In such a big space, only two big men said nothing to each other. After a while, did they look at Fu Hanchuan's appearance? It was really depressed. They kicked him with their toes and said, "Hey, did you bully her again?"

It's probably a big thing to get drunk like this.

After Fu Hanchuan was drunk, he could forget everything and all his worries were gone, but when he woke up, those in the cinema came back to his mind. His forehead tightened and hurt. He picked off his hair and said, "it's all right."

Isn't it all right to see him like that? He said faintly, "well, I'll find Pei Shao." Don't drill into the tip of an ox's horn. You'll drink all the wine here in a moment.

Could it be that Fu Hanchuan suddenly said, "I don't have time to accompany Fu Ying on his birthday the day after tomorrow. You take him to your villa."

Is it not the same finger meal, surprised to see him and said, "are you serious?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't even look at him. He held the bottle and drank water. His Adam's apple rolled up and down. The cold water slipped from the throat and relieved the burning feeling all the way.

What else can he do?

……

At the other end, Qiao Shen sent Fu Hanchuan to 1988, went back to the car and opened the door. The street lights around him were bright. They lit all the way along the road, and the shadows on the street were lonely.

Joe took a deep look at the moonlight in the sky and wondered how to call min Yuezhen to go back by himself. Where should she be sent? It's over when he's finished.

How should we spend the next time?

In the past, he would read at home after work, or sweat in the gym, or relax in the bar. With min Yuezhen, the days didn't seem to have changed much. Both of them were busy at work. Leisure time is to watch movies together, or have a meal and walk around the street hand in hand.

But now, he felt something different. At night, there seemed to be nothing to spend. He felt bored alone.

He looked at his watch, sat in the car, took out his mobile phone and called min Yuezhen. The mobile phone rang, but no one answered. He thought she might have gone back.

Joe put his cell phone aside and started the car to go home.

After taking a bath, he sat on the bed, threw away the towel to wipe his head, habitually picked up the book by the pillow, looked down on the mobile phone, looked at it for two seconds and reached for it.

After dialing out, the phone rang twice. This time, he finally answered. Joe opened his mouth and asked, "did you sleep? I'm sorry to leave you aside tonight."

The other end of the phone was silent. He thought Min Yue was really angry. She never cared about these before. When she was about to say something, a man's low voice sounded at the other end: "she's drunk. Come and pick her up."

Joe frowned deeply. Is this voice Qi Lingyang's? On the phone, I could vaguely hear the woman talking nonsense.

His voice also lowered down and said unhappily, "where are you?"

Qi Lingyang said the address of the barbecue stand and stopped min Yuezhen with one hand to prevent her from running out.

"Qi Lingyang, you love Su Xiang. She should be very happy. I really envy you... I love you so much that I can love you well..."

"I also want to work hard, work harder to love... Love..."

With a thump, Min Yue really couldn't support it. He lay on the table and was completely drunk.

Qi Lingyang put his mobile phone back in her bag and looked at Min Yuezhen who was sleeping in the past. His eyebrows wrinkled high, and the expression on his face became complex.

True love, will love wonderful?

As time passed, Qi Lingyang sat there waiting for Joe to come. After waiting for more than ten minutes, a Ferrari stopped by the side of the road. Joe's deep hair was still half wet and strode over.

They were on the outside of the tent. They could see at a glance. Qiao Shen stopped at the table and looked down at the unconscious woman. His eyes swept the mess on the table, beer cans, many bamboo sticks, scallops and oysters. Finally, his eyes retreated and landed on the black coat.

Qiao Shen picked up the coat and threw it impolitely at Qi Lingyang. He took off his coat and put it on min Yuezhen. Then he elongated his face and stared at the man in front of him. "Why are you here?"

Qi Lingyang said with his coat in one hand, "I just passed by."

Qiao narrowed his eyes deeply. Just an hour ago, he sent Fu Hanchuan to 1988, so he didn't believe this. He snorted coldly and asked, "shouldn't you be with Su Xiang? Why, do you have the leisure to drink and chat with other women?"

Qi Lingyang looked at him lightly and said, "Min Yue is really my company's attorney and my friend. Believe it or not, I don't have to explain to you."

"But if I were you, I wouldn't leave her on a date and run with my boss."

With these words, Qi Lingyang took his clothes and walked to the car parked on the side of the road. Joe stared at him with deep eyes until the car left.

"Cold..." Min Yuezhen murmured vaguely and sneezed. His fingers instinctively grabbed the clothes. Qiao Shen took back his sight and bent down to pick up the woman.

"Will it be cold after drinking so much wine?" He stared at her blushing face unhappily. There was a fire in his stomach. When he took a step forward, a cold wind blew. Joe subconsciously turned his back to block the wind for her. His back was cold, but his feet were colder, like an ice lump.

He looked down and found his ankle exposed outside. He was even more angry. At the moment, he was wearing a pair of indoor slippers.

After taking the people to the apartment, Joe covered her with a quilt, went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water on the bedside table.

I should have left like this, but looking at her sleeping appearance, I didn't want to leave like this.

He sat at the edge of the bed, quietly watching her sleeping face, watching her frown, watching her turn over and kick her outstretched feet, and the corners of her lips bent unconsciously.

It's not too bad that the wine of the gold medal lawyer should be like this.

Qiao Shen covered the quilt for her and dimmed the bedside lamp before he stood up. When he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a very soft whisper: "Qi Lingyang..."

Qiao Shen's body stiffened, frowned, looked at it, his face sank, and his retracted fingers curled up

……

Apart from the parties concerned, no one knows what happened between Su Xiang and Fu Hanchuan. They only know that the two people seem to be dying of old age. Fu Hanchuan is busy making money in the company with such a good opportunity for Fu Ying's birthday.

The villa in the suburbs is arranged by several staff members. Of course, the birthday of the young master of the Fu family should be beautiful.

"Here, there are more balloons here to fill all the gaps."

"And this humanoid card, how can you put it here, there, there..."

"Has the birthday cake arrived yet?"

"The light must be bright enough when it gets dark..."

Pei Xian held his chin to see if he was busy. He had never seen him so automatic. He smiled and said, "San Shao, it's time. Should we go to school to pick up Fu Ying?"

Could it be that after looking at the watch, Pei Xian had finished the rest of the work“ You take over and I'll come as soon as I go. "

The car left the villa and arrived at the international primary school just in time for school. Fu Ying came out of the school gate and didn't see Fu's nanny car, let alone Fu Hanchuan's car to pick him up.

Won't the meeting be forgotten, or are you on your way?

Fu Ying pulls the strap of his schoolbag and looks forward. He will go to Lianliang later.

After Fu Ying transferred to another school, he had no chance to play with Lian Liang. They just called and sent messages. If she wants to come over tonight, she can make Japanese tofu for Lian Liang.

As soon as Fu Ying turned his head, he saw not far away. Could it be that he leaned on the car with his arms in his arms and waved to him with a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Could it be that he is elegant in long clothes, has the temperament of a noble childe, and has an elegant ruffian. He looks good. These young women's mothers have not paid less attention to him.

Fu Ying walked over with his small schoolbag on his back: "Uncle Mo, why are you, my father?"

Could it be that he opened the door and said, "he's not free. I'll pick you up today and get in the car."

Fu Ying obediently climbed into the car and sat down. Could it be that when he started the car, Fu Ying was looking at his small body and said solemnly, "go to the first primary school first."

Holding the steering wheel, he said subconsciously, "what are you going to do there? You've already transferred."

Fu Ying frowned and looked at him. Could it be that he suddenly remembered something and patted his head: "Oh, I remember. You still have a little girlfriend in the first primary school."

"Uncle Mo!"

Don't you agree? He waved his hand and said, "don't be shy. Now there are more men than women. When you grow up, the competition will be even greater. Now start to reserve. This hand is high and much smarter than your father. "

Fortunately, Fu Ying is more popular than Fu Hanchuan. Some people are angry with their wives.

Fu Yinghong has red ears and doesn't open his small head. He doesn't have the same experience as him.

At the gate of the first primary school, Lian Liang stood there waiting for someone. Could it be that he stopped the car and let Fu Ying pick up.

Not seen for some time, even Liang grew taller and his face grew wider. His small face was pink and tender, and he didn't look ugly in his earthy school uniform. Among those alumni who came out, his small face was definitely outstanding.

Seeing Fu Ying smiling, Lian Liang bent his eyes and waved to him: "Fu Ying..."

Fu Ying walked over and his little ears turned red again. He grabbed them and walked to Lian Liang: "Hey, Lian Liang..."

Did the people in the car hold their chin on the window, look at the little boy every other space, and feel that children are good and carefree.

However, there seems to be such a person who is still so cute and stupid in his twenties.

Could it be that when he thought of the man, he coughed and opened his eyes to see the past, Fu Ying and Lian Liang walked to the car together. His eyes suddenly opened and slightly stretched his neck to look forward.

At first glance just now, I thought I looked familiar, like someone, but now I look so carefully, I don't have that feeling anymore. As for who he looked like, he didn't even remember. He just felt that he looked familiar.

"Uncle Mo, you can drive." Fu Ying stared at him and reminded him that his small shoulder tilted to block his sight.

What's good? Really.

Can't you laugh and cry together? Is there a mistake, smelly boy? Can't you look at it?

"OK, sit down carefully." He stepped on the accelerator and the car drove forward.

It's school time. The road is a little congested. The car starts and stops. Can it be that you turn on the car music, gently put your fingers on the steering wheel and beat the beat, and you can see the position of several cars in front, where one car is parked waiting for the traffic lights.

Isn't that Qiao Ying's car? What a coincidence?

Could it be that an idea flashed in the same brain, slowly rubbed the car over and stopped by Qiao Ying's car. He put down the window and whistled at the car next to him. Qiao Ying heard the sound, turned around and saw him frown: "how is it you?"

"Why are you here?" he said with a smile

This is the school. According to their living habits, there are few opportunities to take this road.

Qiao Ying said, "I have something to do. I happened to pass by. And you? "

Could it be that he pointed to the back seat of the car and said, "come and pick up people."

Qiao Ying looked back along his fingers. Lian Liang saw Qiao Ying and waved to her on the glass: "aunt Qiao..."

Hearing the call from behind, he looked back, looked at Qiao Ying and asked Lian Liang, "do you know her?"

Lian Liang said, "yes, aunt Qiao gave us a physical examination."

"Oh, so it is..." could it be that they looked at Qiao Ying and said, "aren't you an obstetrician and gynecologist? How did you go to be a pediatrician?"

Qiao Ying glared at him and said, "public hospitals are no better than private ones. There are not enough people. It's not normal to transfer in the past. What's strange."

At this time, the traffic light jumped. Qiao Ying drove over first. Could it be that they both stepped on the accelerator and chased up and said, "tonight is Fu Ying's birthday. You have a party in my villa. You haven't come to play for a long time. Let's play together?"

Qiao Ying clenched the steering wheel and paid attention to the road ahead. She took time to look at the two children in the back seat of the car over there. There was a moment of hesitation in her eyes. She said, "no, I'll go home for dinner." With that, she stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car went a long way ahead.

Could it be that I don't want to see Peixian when I drive so fast on the road without a shadow.

In front, Qiao Ying shook off moffetong before he relaxed his grip on the steering wheel and stepped on the brake with a squeak.

She looked at her palm, which had been printed with the grain of the steering wheel, and her two arms were stiff. No one knows how fast and flustered her heart beats at this time.

On the other side, Fu Ying looked strangely at the back of Mo Feitong's head and said, "Uncle Mo, aren't you going to my house?" Dad clearly told him that he would not go back to the old house this year and would celebrate his birthday at home.

Did you look at him in the rearview mirror and say, "your father says there are too many things in the company. Why, don't you like having a party with so many people to play with you? "

In the past, the little guy liked to run to him. There was a big place and a back mountain. Whatever he did.

Fu Ying hummed and muttered, "how is it the same..." he asked ahead, "what about my mother?"

Could it be that she looked at him and said, "of course she's there." He raised his hand and looked at his watch. "It should be time."

Could it be that he took another look at Fu Ying and wanted to say something, but saw Lian Liang choose to shut up first.

After the crowded Yuhong road in the primary school, the next drive is much faster. When you get to the villa, the car stops at the parking place. Could it be that you grabbed Fu Ying, who got off the bus, dragged him aside and whispered, "you are willing to call mom in front of others. How can you never say it in front of her? You didn't quite call before?"

"Why, haven't you forgiven her?"

Could it be that she once heard Su Xiang mention it by chance before. After she came back, she didn't hear the child call her mother. She didn't know what Fu Ying thought, so she felt trembling in front of the child.

Speaking of it, Fu Ying was the most unlucky in this relationship. He didn't understand anything. Suddenly Su Xiang disappeared. When he came back, another little girl robbed his mother. The smelly boy clearly longed for it. He loved arrogance like his father and refused to let go.

Fu Ying, with a small face, said seriously, "don't worry." Having said that, he broke away from the same finger and pulled Lian Liang inside.

"Hey..." could it be that they both looked at the two little figures and touched their noses? How can this smelly boy be as annoying as Fu Hanchuan.

The sky will not be dark. The sunset hangs at the foot of the mountain. There is a bright red on the horizon. Su Xiang holds a cup of tea and looks at that red in a daze.

Could it be that she told her on the phone that Fu Ying's birthday party was changed here, and Fu Hanchuan would not come.

In this regard, she was a little surprised. She didn't know which one Fu Hanchuan sang.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and the faint smell of tea released the final aftertaste in her mouth.

The sound of footsteps behind him was different from that of adults. The interval between clicks was short, and the speed was neither fast nor slow. Su Xiang turned and looked at the two lovely children. When he saw the two lovely children, those boredom in his heart sank down with the sunset.

"Fu Ying", she looked at the little guy in the noble school uniform and at Lian Liang next to him, "Lian Liang, long time no see."

Lian Liang smiled at Su Xiang sweetly: "Hello, aunt."

Su Xiang touched her hair and looked at Fu Ying. He hadn't seen him since he met in New Zealand last time“ Come on, put down your schoolbag first. "

It's Friday, so I'm not in a hurry to do my homework. The two children put down their schoolbags and sat on their chairs. Su Xiang poured them juice and said, "the party will start in a minute. Let me show you my present first."

When Fu Ying celebrated his birthday two years ago, Fu Ying was in kindergarten. At that time, she also went to ordinary kindergartens. Mrs. Zhuoya despised the children of ordinary families. When she gave Fu Ying a birthday party, she invited people from upper class society. In other words, she just took this opportunity to consolidate her interpersonal relationship. In addition, she let Fu Ying make friends with those rich children since childhood.

Mrs. Zhuoya has been complaining about Fu Hanchuan's letting her children go to ordinary schools, because she doesn't know what to say when others ask where the children go to school. At that time, Chang Yan explained with a smile that this is to let children know more different people and let children have more life experience.

Fu Hanchuan never paid attention to this. As Fu Ying, he didn't need to make friends with others, but let others make friends with him.

Of course, Fu Ying's gifts will never be few or cheap. But when he sees many good things, he doesn't feel strange. Many times, he doesn't even have interest in opening gifts.

However, this year is different. It's not at the banquet in the hotel, nor are there those hypocritical smiling faces of adults. Fu Ying originally thought that he could have dinner around the table at home. He had his best friends, just like on TV, wearing a birthday crown and blowing candles. He didn't expect to come to the villa. Fortunately, there are not many people here, and they are all familiar with him.

Su Xiang turned around with the gift box: "Deng Deng Deng, look what it is?"

A flat light blue box with a dark blue ribbon tied on it. Did they come over and say, "I opened the gift so early. What is it?"

He took the box. Fu Ying stretched out his hand quickly, grabbed it and said, "mine!"

"Well, well, yours." Could it be that Tong let go and looked at him with his arms in his arms. Little boy, I'm very nervous. He looked at Su Xiang and said, "don't be too good, or we will all be compared."

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