Chapter 143

Peixian sneered, threw him a bottle of beer and turned around to throw another bottle to Fu Hanchuan.

He said: "in fact, Mo Shao is right. Even if you have such a certificate in hand, if Su Xiang doesn't want to come back with you, she can handle the dissolution of marriage by herself."

"Well... You can only guarantee that Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang will not have any substantive relationship at the moment."

Fu Hanchuan's eyes sank. Without saying anything, he lifted the pull ring and drank.

As long as he is there, they won't want to be together.

After a few seconds of silence, Peixian thought of something and asked, "to be honest, you really don't mind Su Xiang, her and Qi Lingyang... That?"

Peixian obviously heard the deep breath except the mountain wind.

Pei Xian patted him on the shoulder and said seriously, "although Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang did it three years ago, it was caused by Mrs. Zhuoya. Do you feel sorry for Su Xiang and want to compensate her, or do you feel that you have lost something because she no longer belongs to you, or because she is Fu Ying's mother, or do you really like it so much that you can forget the sewage imposed on her, regardless of the eyes of the world... "

"Have you really figured it out?"

Three years ago, because of the sudden incident, everyone was in chaos. Su Xiang was directly forced to leave Beicheng.

If Fu Hanchuan didn't think clearly about what kind of thoughts he had for her, he just brought her to his side and couldn't get through the barrier in his heart in the end, it would only be a return to her past days and hurt her again for Su Xiang.

So it's understandable that Su Xiang doesn't want to have anything to do with him anymore.

After a gust of wind, Fu Hanchuan's eyes glittered with cold stars. He felt that the surrounding temperature was a little lower. Could it be that he sneered at this time and said coolly: "he thought, people are not happy yet."

"Aren't you afraid of the dark when you've seen ghosts?"

Peixian elbowed him and said, "can't you say less?"

Could it be that the same ruffian stretched out his legs, raised his chin and said, "No. Am I different or different? "

Then his eyes crossed Pei Xian, looked at Fu Hanchuan and said sarcastically, "first solve his own problems. If he really thinks the little mute is important, he needs to have an affair with the Chang family? "

This is also one of the reasons why Fu Hanchuan is not pleasing to the eye in the past two years.

If the little mute is so important, what is Chang Yan?

Pei Xian turned to look at Fu Hanchuan. He couldn't answer this question.

Fu Hanchuan continued to be silent, which made him even more unhappy.

He glanced at Fu Hanchuan with disdain and said, "besides, is it so easy to enter the Fu family's door? Does the Fu family approve of the marriage certificate? "

Without recognition, is it still the same as three years ago?

Could it be that they were too lazy to talk nonsense with them again. After that, they turned and left. Pei Xian stopped him: "Mo Shao, where are you going?"

Could it be that he stopped at the same pace and said, "go home."

"Are you going to walk back like this?"

“……”

Could it be that he just put his hands in his pockets and walked down the mountain.

Pei Xian shook his head and sighed softly. He turned to look at Fu Hanchuan and said, "OK, the wind has blown enough, go back."

……

The conversation on the mountain was over.

Back to Fu's house, Fu Ying went to bed so late.

Fu Hanchuan opened the door of the children's room. The little guy slept soundly, and a story book was spread out at the head of his bed.

Fu Hanchuan went in, put the book away on the shelf at the head of the bed, looked at his son for a while, and then returned to the bedroom.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

After taking a bath, the man pillowed his arms and looked at the ceiling. Everything revolved in his mind like a lantern.

The woman stood on the stage naked and smiled at the people under the stage; When he was pressed in the car, he panicked and looked brave. He was beaten into a rout by him.

He touched his lips as if there was still the aftertaste of the woman. Unfortunately, at that time, he only wanted to vent his anger and didn't taste it well.

She can speak, there are more voices in her throat, and the feeling of kissing is not like before. This feeling is not good or bad

Suddenly, the picture of her being held in Qi Lingyang's arms appeared in his mind. That scene made him clench his fist again, and his soft eyes became sharp again.

Pei Xian asked him a series of questions on the mountain. No matter which one, if he didn't decide to do so, he wouldn't let people get the marriage certificate anyway!

……

Su Xiang's reappearance was like throwing a stone into a calm lake. This night, everyone didn't sleep well.

When Fu Hanchuan left the banquet, he turned off his mobile phone. As soon as he turned on the phone at dawn, several calls poured in, mostly from Mrs. Zhuoya.

Fu Hanchuan took a look, threw his mobile phone on the bedside table and got up to wash.

It's rare that Fu Ying got up earlier than him today.

The little guy sat in the restaurant for breakfast. He was holding corn juice. His eyes were wide when he saw his father coming out in his home clothes.

He said, "Dad, didn't you say that boys can't fight casually?"

When Fu Hanchuan was washing, he looked in the mirror and saw the bruises on his face. He decided to transfer his work to his home, but forgot that Fu Ying had not gone out yet.

He opened the chair with his face and sat down. Mother song came with a delicate dinner plate and gave him a strange look.

I've worked in the Fu family for so long. I've never seen Mr. like this.

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and cut open the sun egg. He said indifferently, "go to school after eating."

Fu Ying tilted his lips. Hum, adults always have two standards for children.

When it was school time, the driver went upstairs to pick up Fu Ying to school. At this time, Fu Hanchuan put down his breakfast, took a paper towel, wiped his lower lip and said, "today I'll take him to school. You go to the company and tell assistant Qiao that he will deal with the company's problems."

When he said this, the driver took his orders and left.

Fu Ying is used to the driver or song's mother carrying his schoolbag. By now, he has walked to the door and was called back by Fu Han in another word.

"Where's the schoolbag?"

The little guy looked at Fu Hanchuan, glanced at the schoolbag on the sofa in the room, reluctantly came back and carried the schoolbag.

Standing in the elevator, Fu Ying pinched it.

"Dad, how do you send me to school today? Don't you have to work?"

"Dad, I'd better let Mrs. song take me to school." At this time, the belt of his schoolbag had slipped down his small shoulder and tilted to one side.

Seeing the man unmoved, he continued, "Dad, you'll scare my classmates like this."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him coldly. The elevator opened and the man came out first. Fu Ying had to sigh and carry the schoolbag belt to follow up.

Fu Hanchuan waited for him to sit down and said, "because Lian liang?"

Fu Ying looked at him in horror, blushed and denied, "what are you talking about, it's not."

He held his little arm and turned to look out of the window. He was determined not to be seen by his father.

Fu Hanchuan looked at him. He was a little boy. He actually had a girl he liked. Did he think he didn't know?

The car started. More than ten minutes later, when it was close to primary school road, the speed slowed down.

During this period, it was time to send the children to school. Many cars stopped at the gate of the school.

Cars, adults and children, mixed together, looked a little confused.

Fu Hanchuan twisted his eyebrows. He couldn't see anything clearly at such a glance.

The car stopped not far from the school. Fu Ying opened the door and said, "Dad, I'll go in by myself. Don't send me in."

With that, he got out of the car and walked forward with his small schoolbag on his back.

Fu Ying walked in school uniform with a small schoolbag on his back. Let alone, he was very energetic. Among so many children, his small face is the best. Along the way, many people were looking at him, but he did not squint and walked all the way.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the little body and pulled off the corners of his lips.

Smelly boy looks like him when he was a child.

He raised his eyes and looked around in the cars around him, but he didn't see the figure.

The woman, after telling her that Fu Ying was almost lost, didn't she take a look!

Fu Ying, who was in the dark, looked up and walked towards the school gate. A voice behind him passed through the surrounding noise, soft and crisp: "Fu Ying..."

Fu Yingyi heard the voice, the corners of his mouth tilted, then turned his head with a cool little face: "why?"

A little girl came from behind him with a sweet smile on her white and tender face: "Fu Ying, did you come to school by yourself today?"

"Of course, it's not school." Fu Ying proudly raised his chin in front of the little girl. The little girl smiled with curved eyebrows.

"Fu Ying, did you still cry when you went back that day?"

Fu Ying's little face suddenly wrinkled, stuck his neck and said in shame: "who, who cried!"

"How annoying!" He walked quickly with his head buried in his steps. The little girl covered her mouth and laughed secretly. She trotted up to catch up with him.

In the crowd, Su Xiang watched Fu Ying fight with a little girl and run into the school until he couldn't see his little figure, which was reluctant to take back his eyes.

The little guy is much taller and his little face is open. He is still so cute, but his temper looks strange.

Su Xiang glanced at a car parked in the distance and quietly returned to the car before the parents had completely dispersed.

Fu Hanchuan was familiar with all the cars and license plates, so she hid when she saw the car.

Fu Hanchuan, he's always managing everything every day. He actually sends his children to school in person?

She thought that the school chosen by the Fu family for Fu Ying must be the most first-class noble private school. Unexpectedly, he just sent Fu Ying to an ordinary public school. No wonder she couldn't find the news of Fu Ying all the time. She was looking in the wrong direction.

When she learned that Fu Ying was in this school, she was stunned for a while.

However, she was relieved to see Fu Ying so healthy and lively.

The affected smile condensed on the lips. Over the past three years, I don't know if it will really confirm Mrs. Zhuoya's words. The child doesn't remember her.

When she left, Fu Ying was only three years old

Back in Xiangyuan, pearl was still sleeping. Su Xiang turned on the computer and began to work, but he stared at the screen. In his mind, he still saw the small appearance of Fu Ying.

Afraid that others thought she was weird, she didn't take out her mobile phone to take his picture. She could only take a look at him from a distance and didn't let her solve her lovesickness at all.

These days, Su Xiang has been thinking about how to meet Fu Ying.

She thought about countless scenes, but the most uncomfortable thing was one word - timidity.

She didn't know how the Fu family explained to Fu Ying that she had been missing for three years.

She doesn't know whether the reason why she said she was in school at the last time she won with Fu has long failed.

When she was at Fu's house, she knew she would leave sooner or later, but leaving in such an unbearable way made her feel embarrassed to see Fu Ying.

What if Fu Ying thinks she's sick?

"Why did you sit and cry?"

Qi Lingyang walked into her studio and saw Su Xiang sitting alone with tearful eyes.

He glanced at her computer, which had become standby mode.

For the same reason as Fu Hanchuan, Qi Lingyang also chose to work from home. He knew Su Xiang had gone out. He sat down on the armrest of Su Xiang's chair, rubbed her hair and whispered, "have you seen Fu Ying?"

Su Xiang nodded and sucked his nose: "HMM."

Seeing her depressed, Qi Lingyang guessed what and said, "he doesn't recognize you?"

Su Xiang shook his head: "No."

She looked down at her fingers and said, "I didn't go to him directly. I just looked at him for a while."

Qi Lingyang understood Su Xiang's concerns and comforted: "take your time. If he knew you could talk, he would be very happy. "

Su Xiang nodded and said, "go to work, too. I'm fine."

"I'll see if pearl wakes up." Then she stood up and walked to the door.

Qi Lingyang looked back at her listless back and frowned slightly.

Just as he hid Su Xiang in Fengcheng to prevent Fu Hanchuan's people from discovering her news, Fu Hanchuan also sealed all the news of Fu Ying.

In recent years, no matter how the people on his side check it, they can't find a trace.

As an equal opponent, Qi Lingyang can guess Fu Hanchuan's intention.

He knew that Fu Ying was the most worrying thing for Su Xiang. The more he hid the news of Fu Ying, the more Su Xiang would come back uncontrollably.

Fu Hanchuan, he always knew how to handle Su Xiang's weakness.

After asking for clues that I haven't got for a long time, a message suddenly came this morning. Su Xiang received a phone call and hurried out before he finished his breakfast.

Qi Lingyang pinched his fingers and his eyes sank. He looked at the time and called Chu Zheng.

"Go and find out if Su Xiang and Fu Hanchuan are still married."

Chu Zhengwei on the other end of the phone was stunned and looked at the toast jumping out of the toaster.

Su Xiang and Fu Hanchuan?

But aren't they going to get married when they come back this time?

He answered, "OK, Mr. Qi."

……

At the other end, Fu Hanchuan appeared in the teacher's office.

Fu Ying's head teacher received him and handed him a cup of water: "Mr. Fu, please have tea."

Fu Hanchuan gave a faint hum. He coughed and drank a mouthful of water for the teacher's eyes.

"Just accidentally crash, the teacher doesn't have to care."

"Ah, yes, ha ha..." the teacher smiled, "Mr. Fu, you must drive carefully. There are too many cars on the road now..."

The teaching qualification of this public school is no worse than that of noble schools, and there are many celebrities and rich people attending primary schools here, but the identity of Mr. Fu seems to be more mysterious. At the beginning of school, the headmaster specially talked to her and told her that she must pay special attention to the classmate named Fu Ying in her class.

Moreover, it is said that Mr. Fu donated a teaching building to the school and updated all the old facilities of the school, which few people can do.

In addition, the few times I met with Mr. Fu, he always gave people a feeling of breathlessness. For various reasons, the teacher had to find some words to ease her tension at this time.

She looked at Fu Hanchuan, squeezed a smile and asked, "did Mr. Fu suddenly come to school today to ask about Fu Ying's study?"

"He is very good in the class, studies hard, unites and loves with his classmates, and takes good care of other students..."

The teacher just felt that he couldn't make it up.

Fu Ying children play games in class. They are so naughty that their heads hurt. When you are young, you have to be a big brother, instruct other children to play tricks on others and break the glass of the gym

"Oh, by the way, this month, Fu Ying was elected as a life committee member."

Fu Hanchuan drooped his eyes and drank water. When he heard the speech, he frowned slightly: "well, life committee member?"

He knew what his son was like. He was so used to him at home that he was very proud. The teacher's words came in the opposite direction.

As for this life committee member, it should not be the special care of the school. He was assigned a job for him.

Fu Hanchuan guessed that eight or nine was ten, but the teacher frowned at him and some sweated. She said, "yes, the students originally chose him as monitor, but he chose to be a life committee member."

At the beginning of school, the class cadres were randomly assigned. Fu Ying, with the special care of the president, became the monitor. After a month, when the children became familiar and the teachers observed for a while, they officially elected class cadres.

This time, Fu Ying's monitor was not saved. I don't know if Mr. Fu was angry.

Fu Hanchuan picked up his eyebrows and asked faintly, "who is the monitor now?"

"It's Lian Liang. Fu Ying had about the same number of votes as her at that time, but he later elected himself as a life committee member, which was also very good. He... Can do a good job in the unity of the class. "

When the teacher said that, his throat seemed to be blocked.

However, Fu Ying is a good member of the life committee. The problem of class funds can be solved.

There was no change in Fu Hanchuan's face, only a faint um, and there was no sound.

The teacher wiped the sweat on his forehead, understood the situation, and there was no sign that the great God was going to go.

At this time, Fu Hanchuan raised his eyes, opened and closed his thin lips and said, "teacher, there are many people abducting children now. I heard that some swindlers pretended to be parents to enter the school and take the children away. You must do a good job in these prevention work. If your child is lost, you can't bear this responsibility. "

The teacher was stunned. How is this possible?

Usually, parents can't enter the school, and they have to register in the security room. Then, the school also has parent information. How can they let someone take their children away?

However, considering the special status of Mr. Fu, he may have a stronger sense of crisis than others.

She immediately said, "this will not happen. The security guards in our school have always done well. This has never happened. Please rest assured, Mr. Fu."

Fu Hanchuan said "um" again, put down the tea cup and stood up. It seemed that the conversation was over.

The teacher thought of something and asked, "Mr. Fu, it's class time now. Would you like to see Fu Ying's class performance again?"

Fu Hanchuan's eyes moved slightly and said indifferently, "no need."

With that, he stopped staying and turned away.

Later, the teacher pondered for a while and felt that Mr. Fu came here specially today, as if he had specifically explained that he would not let anyone touch Fu Ying's meaning.

Fu Hanchuan's figure was tall and tall. When passing the teaching building in front, Lian Liang took a pen and quietly stabbed Fu Ying in the back, whispering, "Fu Ying, is that your father?"

Hearing the speech, Fu Ying turned his head and saw his father's back.

At the moment, he was playing a game and subconsciously stuffed the game machine into the belly of the table.

Did the teacher call the parents to complain?

Other students in the class were also called parents by the teacher. Wang Xiaoming was spanked by his father when he came home.

Fu Ying scratched his hair in distress. His back was very strong. He actually listened to the class carefully.

But until he went to bed at the end of the day, he didn't say a word, and his father didn't confiscate his game console. He thought that maybe the teacher called him later to praise him for his good study.

……

But it's not a good thing for Su Xiang.

Sure enough, one day after that, when Su Xiang deliberately found a time to find Fu Ying, he was blocked back.

"I'm Fu Ying's mother. Why can't I see him?"

The teacher said coldly, "sorry, Fu Ying's parent record doesn't have his mother's name."

Su Xiang's face was white and his body trembled with anger, but he couldn't refute it. At school time, she could only watch Fu Ying be picked up by Fu's car.

On several occasions, Su Xiang couldn't help but want to rush to Fu's house and let her meet Fu Ying, but at the thought of the man's bad, she could only bear it. He just wants to force her to see him, so she won't fall into his plan! Fu Ying was picked up by Mrs. Zhuoya at Fu's old house. Teacher Wu walked at the end with a small schoolbag. Seeing Mrs. Zhuoya and Chang Yan, she nodded at them and went to Fu Ying's special study first. Since Chang Yan was told by Fu Hanchuan, she dared not rob teacher Wu's work at will. She was also afraid of making a lost child again, so she went to Fu's old house to make some snacks every day and waited for Fu Ying to come back to eat for him. Seeing Fu Ying, she smiled and pinched his little face: "like a little cat, go wash first. I made the pudding you like." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation