Chapter 9

"Fu Ying is over a year old. You know, children have no memory before they are four years old. If you leave at this time, he won't have a deep memory of you in the future. " Su Xiang only tightly pinched the palm of his hand without any response. Mrs. Zhuoya looked at her clenched fist, looked down at Su Xiang with a noble attitude, relaxed and sighed: "what's the use of your persistence? You have no feelings with Hanchuan. You have no feelings for the Fu family, and the Fu family has no feelings for you. "“ At the beginning, you did everything possible to marry into the Fu family, but also to save your Su family. Now, although the Su group can not be said to have recovered from the past, it has finally weathered the crisis. "“ As you can see, with the status of Han Chuan, he wants someone who can help him outside and care for his wife inside. You can't do either. "“ As for Fu Ying... I know you are reluctant to part with him, but when the child grows up... Of course, you don't despise your mother's child, but do you really hope that when Fu Ying grows up, others will see his mother as a mute and can't speak? "“ His identity is the successor of the future Fu family. " Su Xiang hung his head, his nails had been pinched into the palm of his hand, and his tight body trembled slightly“ Su Xiang, time flies. You should think about it. Leaving the child now is just a pain. He will soon forget you. Jin Yuxin is very good to Fu Ying. In the future, she will also regard Fu Ying as her own. You don't have to -- "worry" hasn't been said yet. Su Xiang couldn't bear it and turned away Every time Su Xiang goes to Fu's old house, he won't be in a good mood when he comes back. Mother song has long been surprised. Su Xiang asked song's mother whether Jin Yuxin went back by herself today or someone came to pick her up. Song's mother hesitated and said, "assistant Qiao Shen drove to pick her up." Qiao Shen is a special assistant around Fu Hanchuan. It goes without saying that Jin Yuxin appeared at tonight's dinner. Su Xiang didn't ask any more. After sleeping with Fu Ying, he went back to his second bedroom. Only a wall lamp was left in the living room. After mother song cleaned up, she went back to the servant's room to have a rest. At midnight, Su Xiang slept hazily. She heard a noise at the door. She turned over and continued to sleep. She didn't get out of bed to see it. It must be Fu Hanchuan back. She slept heavily and didn't hear the sound of unlocking the door until the heavy pressure on her forced her to wake up. Fu Hanchuan's hot lips, with the smell of wine, scattered around her neck. His big hands drilled under her pajamas and skillfully stripped off her clothes... After finishing the work, Fu Hanchuan directly slept with her in his arms. His arms are very powerful. Whenever this time, Su Xiang can't push him away to take a bath. The sticky feeling made her very uncomfortable, and his embrace made her even more uncomfortable. The hard chest, the temperature of the two people stacked together, and the beating of the heart are much faster than usual. In this state, it is difficult for her to fall asleep. Su Xiang opened his eyes and looked at the moonlight in the gap between the curtains. The moon is so beautiful tonight. On his way home, did he enjoy the moonlight together? Mrs. Zhuoya's words rang in her ear again. She can't speak, but she has a good memory. Every word of her wife and the scene at that time are particularly clear in her mind. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.