"Madam, are you back so early?" Mother song was slightly stunned when she saw Su Xiang coming back. Didn't Mr. Fu go downstairs to find his wife just now? Or did they not meet? Immediately, she found Su Xiang's face was not good, so she stopped talking. Su Xiang took his son out of the crib and took him into the room. The door was closed a little heavy. Mother song had never seen Su Xiang close the door so hard. She looked at the closed door curiously. What's the matter? In two minutes, Fu Hanchuan also came back. His face was not very good-looking. It was as black as the bottom of the pot. He looked very angry. Mother song whispered, "my wife has just come back. She's in the room now." Fu Hanchuan said nothing and entered the study with a cold face. There was a bang and the door closed heavily. Fortunately, the door of this villa is of good quality, otherwise it will be abandoned sooner or later. Song's mother scratched her hair and shook her head. It's probably another quarrel. She is surprised that her wife has such a good temper, gentle and soft, except that she can't speak... Well, usually people can't accept a mute, let alone the gold inlaid Fu family. But you can quarrel with someone who can't speak, and Mr. Fu has a bad temper. At lunch, Su Xiang didn't come out. Mother Song glanced at the door and motioned to Fu Hanchuan, "Sir, my wife didn't come out for dinner. Do you want to call her?" Fu Hanchuan paused with his chopsticks in his hand and said angrily, "whatever she likes to eat." Song's mother was embarrassed and said, "but Sir, my wife didn't eat much in the morning, and now the young master should eat." Fu Hanchuan breathed heavily. After pausing for a second, he ordered, "go and call her."“ Ah, good. " Mother song went to the door of the second bedroom and knocked. There was no movement inside. She opened the door and took a look. Then she went back to the restaurant and said, "Sir, my wife and the young master are sleeping." Fu Hanchuan frowned. She has been sleeping since she came back from the park? In the morning? Oh, she can sleep. He put the dishes and chopsticks on the table and stood up. Su Xiang was indeed sleeping. The curtains in the room were pulled up. The room was dark. Fu Hanchuan went to the window and pulled the curtain. The dazzling sun shone in. Su Xiang frowned, opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to block it. Fu Hanchuan stood by the bed, looked down at her and said, "get up and eat." Su Xiang didn't sleep much last night. After sleeping, he didn't think of it, so he turned over and continued to sleep. Fu Hanchuan opened her quilt and said, "you don't eat. Fu Ying wants to eat. You can't abuse my son." Su Xiang endured again and again, "Ho" sat up, grabbed the mobile phone on the head cabinet and typed: then you take your son to dinner! After he despised her and said he couldn't understand her sign language, Su Xiang never did sign language in front of him again. He wrote it all on his mobile phone for him to read directly. Fu Hanchuan wrung his eyebrows, looked at the words on his mobile phone, and then fell on her face. The two confronted each other. Fu Hanchuan's teeth were tense, but she broke the jar and became more and more angry. What does she have to be tough? Seeing that he did not move or speak, Su Xiang was too lazy to stare at him. As soon as the quilt was lifted, he lay back. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stopped our translation