Chapter 160

"Say I'm wordy."

He let go and bounced on her forehead, banging. Su Xiang ate pain and covered his forehead. His watery eyes stared at him. Qi Lingyang stretched out his hand and rubbed it for her again.

"People who want to hear what I care about are not qualified yet. How nice of you..."

The man's slightly dumb voice is spoiled, and his warm eyes are also full of spoiled. The lukewarm palm is pressed on his forehead, like a crisp hemp with an electric current.

When their eyes touched, Su Xiang felt uncomfortable. He quietly lowered his eyelids, rubbed his arms with both hands and whispered, "don't play. It's getting late. Get on the bus."

Qi Lingyang looked at her rubbing her arms and pulled her slightly collapsed collar: "then I'll go, you hurry into the house."

With that, he didn't delay any more, opened the door, got on the bus and left.

Su Xiang watched the car go away, slightly shrugged his shoulders and went back to the house.

She made a cup of cold tea and returned to the studio with a hot water cup to continue her unfinished work during the day.

After sitting down for a few minutes, the servant knocked at the door: "Miss Su, there seems to be someone outside, but I disappeared when I went out."

Su Xiang put his water cup on his lips and frowned slightly when he heard the speech: "someone?"

Zhang's mother looked nervous and said, "yes, I just turned around in the yard and saw someone outside our house, but when I went out to see it, it disappeared again."

Su Xiang sipped her lower lip flap. She had just entered the house, but she didn't find anything different just now.

If there's someone outside, who is it?

Su Xiang was not at ease. He put down his water cup and said, "I'll go out and have a look."

Zhang Ma nodded and they went out together.

The night is lacquered, several lights on the road emit dim light, and the trees under the street lights are shadowy and quiet, which is no different from the past.

On weekdays, when the moonlight is good, I still feel good to stand and have a look. At this time, I feel flustered.

Zhang Ma said, "Miss Su, otherwise tell Mr. Qi and let him have a look. Do you want to strengthen security or something?"

Qi Lingyang had just left, and he was going to New Zealand on business in two days. Su Xiang didn't want him to work outside. He shook his head and said, "no, it may be passers-by."

This is a villa area, but here are all single family villas. The distance is relatively large. It may be that someone is walking outside.

Zhang's mother looked around again. It was chilly this big night. Who ran out for a walk?

Su Xiang said, "it's all right. Go back to the house."

That's how it passed.

Two days later, Qi Lingyang flew to New Zealand. Su Xiang took pearl to the airport to see him off.

Little Pearl put her small mouth wronged and opened her fleshy arm to him. Qi Lingyang smiled, took the little girl from Su Xiang's hand, kissed her on the face and smelled the delicious milk smell on her.

"Dad goes out for a few days and comes back. He listens to his mother at home. He can't make his mother angry, okay?"

Pearl leaned askew against his chest, his small head drooped, his body was hollowed out, grabbed a button on his chest and played without paying attention to anyone.

Qi Lingyang smiled: "I don't see you sticking to me so much."

When the prompt for boarding rang, Su Xiang held the Pearl and said, "I probably knew that the umbrella was gone. At this time, I began to act coquettish."

On weekdays, when Su Xiang gets serious, Qi Lingyang will come to persuade him. He is Pearl's faithful father. The little girl is very good.

Qi Lingyang pulled his lips and touched Pearl's round face. Then his eyes turned to Su Xiang and said to her, "what about you?"

Su Xiang's cheeks were slightly red and said to him, "what?"

Qi Lingyang said, "I won't be with you. Won't you stick to me for a while?"

Su Xiang laughed and said, "don't exaggerate, will you?"

Qi Lingyang has been on business from time to time these years, but he hasn't left for such a long time. He may be really not used to it.

The rush to board the plane rang again twice. Su Xiang looked up at the electronic bulletin board and said, "hurry up and get on the plane. It's about to take off."

Qi Lingyang looked at the time and couldn't delay any longer. Then he asked her again. Finally, he rubbed her hair and whispered, "if you have something, go to Chu Zheng. I don't have time to come back, but don't forget to call me and tell me, huh?"

With that worried and spoiled look, Su Xiang nodded: "well, I see..."

Seeing that Su Xiang nodded and agreed, Qi Lingyang went to the ticket office.

Su Xiang watched him enter the gate. They finally waved goodbye. She made Pearl's small hand: "say goodbye to Dad."

Pearl's small hand covered her small mouth, kissed, and said goodbye.

When Su Xiang turned around, a figure passed in front of her. She was slightly stunned. When she looked again, her eyes were full of hurried passengers.

She sighed slightly. Maybe she was scared by Zhang's mother that night and felt like someone was following her.

Su Xiang got on the bus with pearl and drove out of the parking lot.

In the first class of the plane, Qi Lingyang turned on the computer and the screen was a picture of Su Xiang and Pearl mother and daughter.

Pearl was lying on the green lawn. She tooted her mouth in front of a dandelion. Half of the dandelions flew up. Su Xiang half lay on her side and smiled at the camera. Her black hair and shoulders hung slightly. Her smile was bright. The picture made people feel very warm and beautiful at a glance.

The stewardess came to serve, saw the screensaver picture, smiled and said, "it's so beautiful."

Qi Lingyang looked up at her, smiled and said, "she is my wife..."

……

After the board meeting, Mrs. Zhuoya stepped out of the Fu Building in high heels. A red Cooper drove in front of her. She frowned slightly. She thought of something. She turned her head and looked at a place in the Fu Building. The center of her eyebrows frowned more tightly.

The housekeeper Lao he drove over and stopped in front of her. Mrs. Zhuoya opened the door and got on the bus. Her fingers rubbed her temples and her eyebrows did not stretch.

At this time, her mind was still thinking about the red Cooper. The mute smashed the door of the Fu family's old house, and the harsh cry still echoed in her ears, which hurt her head.

Lao he waited for a while, didn't listen to her about where he was going, so he asked, "madam, now go to Mrs. Hua for tea, or go back to the old house?"

Mrs. Zhuoya thought for a moment and said, "go to Chang's house."

Lao he was stunned and immediately replied, "yes, madam."

When the car started, Mrs. Zhuoya supported her head and looked at the street view passing through the window indifferently.

She hinted at Chang Yan, but there was no news about her. The Fu family didn't see her coming these days

After a while, I arrived at the door of the Chang family villa. Lao he stopped the car and got off to say hello to the servants of the Chang family.

The doorbell rang a few times. In a few seconds, someone came out, saw Lao he standing at the door, and glanced at the white car parked on the road.

In the car, there was a noble woman who looked indifferent. Who else could it be if it wasn't the Zhuoya lady of the Fu family?

She immediately opened the door and said with a smile, "it's Mrs. Zhuoya."

At this time, Mrs. Zhuoya opened the door, got off, went to the iron gate, slightly raised her chin and asked, "is Miss Chang there?"

"Yes, miss is in the study. Please come in, madam. I'll inform her right away. "

Mrs. Zhuoya nodded and followed the servant in.

Chang Yan is in her study, but she is not reading.

The computer is turned on. The above is the publicity of the dance competition jointly held by youyue video and bean frog video. The judges of the competition are disclosed. Everyone is a big figure in the circle. This warm-up momentum alone is very attractive.

At the bottom of the poster, among the many sponsors, Fu's logo appeared. Chang Yan's fingers closed and her eyes stared at the logo.

In order to promote tourism routes, Fu has only launched one tourism variety show and does not participate in other variety shows. Now he sponsors the dance competition. This intention

Her fingers clenched and her eyes turned gloomily to the propaganda.

The door rang. Chang Yan came back, turned off the computer and opened the book on the desktop: "come in."

When the servant outside heard the sound inside, he opened the door and said, "Miss, Mrs. Zhuoya is coming."

Chang Yan was stunned and turned her head and said, "why is madam here?"

The servant said, "I don't know. I'm waiting downstairs."

Chang Yan glanced at her, pushed aside her chair, stood up and walked downstairs.

Downstairs, Mrs. Zhuoya was sitting in the living room, drinking the black tea brewed by the servant, when she heard footsteps on the stairs.

Chang Yan's sweet voice came: "madam, why are you here?"

Mrs. Zhuoya put down her tea cup, smiled at Chang Yan and said, "I'll drop in by your house."

Chang Yan came over, sat down on the sofa and said to the servant, "hurry to prepare lunch. I'll leave my wife here for dinner."

"Yes, miss."

After the servant left, Chang Yan smiled at Mrs. Zhuoya and said, "otherwise you don't come often. You must eat here today."

Mrs. Zhuoya nodded and said, "OK, anyway, I'm the old woman alone."

Her face was slightly lonely, but her tone was a little angry.

Chang Yan smiled awkwardly and picked up a packet of snacks on the tea table.

Mrs. Zhuoya hinted at her before, but she was so embarrassed when she went to pick up Fu Ying. How can she go to Fu's old house like this.

She said with a smile, "madam is still a great beauty. How can she say she is an old woman."

Zhuoya didn't care much about these opening words. After two words, she talked about what she wanted to turn into.

She said, "Miss Chang, speaking of it, I didn't come to see you on the way, but on purpose."

Chang Yan looked at her: "Madam..."

Mrs. Zhuoya put her hand on the palm of her hand, patted the back of her hand and said, "Miss Chang, what I told you that day..."

She paused, released Chang Yan's hand, smiled and said, "just now your servant said you were reading. Maybe Miss Chang decided to help your brother and sister-in-law. I'd better not disturb your mind."

Chang Yan looked at the lost hand. There was still some residual temperature on it, but it also disappeared in an instant.

She looked at Mrs. Zhuoya. She remembered the humiliation of Su Xiang that day. Her smile was forced, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was wronged.

"Madam... I know your love for me."

"In fact, I went to Fu Ying and wanted to regain my friendship with him. But his mother came back and saw their mother and son's relationship. How can I bother... "

She hung her head and peeled her fingers to hide her embarrassment.

However, Mrs. Zhuoya's face became very ugly after she dropped her voice.

"What are you talking about?"

"That woman saw Fu win?"

Chang Yan nodded: "well, when Fu Ying was out of school, I went to pick him up and saw Miss Su."

Mrs. Zhuoya's face sank.

After leaving Chang's house, Mrs. Zhuoya sat in the car. Her face was even worse. Her chest fluctuated violently because of anger.

"That woman, how dare she..."

When she was asked to leave Fu's house, it was clear in the agreement that she could not go to see Fu Ying at will.

She doesn't count those black and white words!

Lao he glanced at her in the rearview mirror and comforted her: "madam, please calm down first."

"When the woman comes back, she must be worried about the young master."

Mrs. Zhuoya pinched her finger and said coldly, "go to the experimental primary school."

That night, when Su Xiang went to pick up Fu Ying, he didn't see Fu Ying come out of the school.

She thought Fu Ying was kept in class by the teacher or it was her turn to be a student on duty. She craned her neck and looked inside.

Lots of children come out, and there will be no one.

Lian Liang walked out of the school with another little boy with a small schoolbag on his back. Su Xiang waved to her: "Lian Liang..."

Lian Liang came over and called aunt in a soft voice.

Su Xiang smiled and asked, "Lian Liang, is my Fu Ying left by the teacher today?"

Lian Liang shook his head, frowned and said, "Fu Ying went back after only two classes."

Su Xiang was stunned. Why did she go back in the afternoon? She thought Fu Ying was ill and hurriedly asked, "is he uncomfortable?"

Lian Liang shook his head again: "no, it seems that his grandmother came to pick him up."

Although Fu Ying's background is amazing, Fu Hanchuan's sponsorship to the school is as high as eight figures, but in the school, he is just a naughty child. Parents and teachers don't know his background, let alone children.

As soon as Su Xiang heard the word grandma, he knew it very well.

She nodded and said, "OK, I see."

Lian Liang looked lonely, pursed his small mouth and said, "aunt, tomorrow I will tell Fu Ying that you have come to pick him up."

Su Xiang pulled his lips and smiled at the little girl, "thank you."

Back in the car, Su Xiang was not calm.

Mrs. Zhuoya often has social activities and often takes Fu Ying out to participate in activities, but she doesn't think she will come and pick up people when her children are at school.

When she did this, it was obvious that she knew that she came to pick up Fu Ying from school.

She doesn't want her to have contact with Fu Ying!

Su Xiang held the steering wheel tightly and stared at the red light in front. His eyes were red. The harsh sound of the horn behind her dragged her thoughts back.

She took a deep breath, turned the steering wheel and went in the direction of Fu's old house.

At the door of the Fu family's old house, the housekeeper Lao he seemed to be waiting for her.

Su Xiang's old place came back, his mood was not up at all, and his eyes were filled with fierce and hateful anger.

Not only did Mrs. Zhuoya take Fu Ying away so rudely, but also because of her final break with here three years ago.

The tall and gorgeous carved iron gate has been restored as before, but her relationship with here has drawn a gap, which is difficult to bridge.

She never thought that she would come to this place again.

Looking at that door, the past reappeared in her mind. She always remembered the despair, the scream and the indifference with those people.

A gust of air surged in her chest. Her fingers held the steering wheel, her eyes looked straight at the door, her nose was panting, and her eyes were red.

Lao he came over and knocked on the window. The dull voice sounded, and the male voice isolated by the closed glass seemed more low.

"Miss Su."

Su Xiang loosened his fingers and shook his fist slightly. He could feel that the palm of his hand deeply extended the lines of the steering wheel.

The man standing outside the window seemed afraid that she would drive against the door again, and shouted again, "Miss Su."

Su Xiang pushed open the door and got off. He gave Lao he a cold look and said in a cold voice, "I want to see Fu Ying."

Then she went forward. Lao he stretched out his arm and stopped her and said, "Miss Su, please stay."

Su Xiang's footsteps stopped and looked coldly at Lao he.

Lao he said, "madam is waiting for you in yazhuxuan."

Su Xiang frowned slightly. Lao he had gone forward. There was a car over there. It seemed that he was going to take her to yazhuxuan.

Su Xiang's breath sank slightly and walked over.

Yazhuxuan is a high-grade tea room, which is decorated with Zen, solid wood long table, tea sets on it, and zither players playing in the corner.

The notes are ethereal. With the sound of gurgling water outside, close your eyes, there is a quiet world in front of you, and there is a faint smell of tea in the air.

With her eyes open, Mrs. Zhuoya sat at one end of the long table, and the tea artist on her side was brewing tea for her.

Lao he took the man and retreated. Su Xiang came forward and looked at her indifferently.

"Sit down." Mrs. Zhuoya didn't even look at her, but gave a faint order.

Su Xiang said coldly, "no, I'm busy."

She's not going to spend much time with her.

Mrs. Zhuoya sipped her tea, sneered and said, "what a big shelf."

She looked up at Su Xiang. Her eyes were the same as when she looked at her three years ago. She was contemptuous, disdainful and disgusted.

She said, "Su Xiang, you can't even get in the door of the Fu family. How dare you put on airs in front of me?"

Su Xiang sneered: "the door of the Fu family is not an iron wall. I'm afraid my wife forgot how I got in before!"

"If you say you're on a shelf, madam, you've been on this shelf for decades. Aren't you tired?"

She knew that if Mrs. Zhuoya wanted to stop her from meeting Fu Ying, she could pick Fu Ying up in front of her at the school gate and have a face-to-face confrontation directly. Otherwise, she could notify someone to ask for a meeting.

The reason why she took Fu Ying away like that was to ask her to take the initiative to find it, but let Lao he bring her here, not to put on airs and humiliate her.

Mrs. Zhuoya gave her a cold look: "Su Xiang, do you know why I asked Lao he to bring you here instead of letting you go into the Fu's house?"

Su Xiang's look changed slightly and his fingers pinched.

Mrs. Zhuoya waved her hand and asked the tea artists and zither players present to retreat. She looked directly at Su Xiang and said coldly in her eyes, "I think you have such a bad relationship with the Fu family and Hanchuan. I'll save you some face."

She paused, and her voice became colder: "because you are dirty, the Fu's door won't let you step in!"

Su Xiang's neck seemed to be pinched, his face blood rushed quickly, and his fingers pinched into his palm.

But she also knew that she didn't have to waste her feelings for a place she had abandoned and people she despised.

Isn't she just going to hit her and humiliate her?

Su Xiang took a deep breath, clenched his teeth and said, "madam, when signing the divorce agreement, it was very clear that I have the right to visit once a month."

"I've been away for three years, which adds up to 36 months and 36 days. You have no right to stop me."

Her marriage with Fu Hanchuan has not been dissolved, but she can choke with Fu Hanchuan, but she can't use this to explain to Mrs. Zhuoya. This is a secret that only a few people, and only these people, know.

Mrs. Zhuoya sneered and said, "when you signed the divorce agreement, there was no such scandal. Now, how dare you touch Fu Ying with your dirty hand? "

An anger rushed to his forehead. Su Xiang closed his eyes and tried to control his temper. She said, "madam, I signed the divorce agreement and I have divorced Fu Hanchuan. At that time, I was free. No one has the right to interfere with who I am with. "

"It's not written in the agreement. After leaving your Fu's house, I must keep my virginity for your Fu's house."

Speaking of this, she smiled coldly: "speaking of it, didn't you arrange it by yourself, madam?"

"You led me, but now you splashed dirty water on me. You are so elegant, madam. "

"Don't you feel guilty when you look at me?"

"Don't you feel guilty when you face Fu Ying?"

Mrs. Zhuoya's breathing was disordered, her hand shaking the tea cup, the tea splashed out, her sleeves stained, and soon fainted and dyed, a dark color.

She dropped her eyes and threw the teacup out. She took several deep breaths and said in a deep voice, "I've told your brother to stop. This accusation is that you pointed in the wrong direction."

She looked cold and said, "in your current position, it's better to cherish your feathers and don't make any more scandals."

"Since you are going to marry Qi Lingyang, don't try to hook y my son with Fu Ying!"“ You think too much, madam. " Su Xiang interrupted her, slightly raised his chin and looked down at Zhuo Yafu: "madam, my fate with your Fu family is over. Who do you like to enter your Fu's house? Just go in. It doesn't matter to me if I can't control it. But Fu Ying was born to me. This blood relationship can't be broken. "“ I just want to accompany Fu Ying quietly. I don't want to have anything to do with your Fu family, but if my wife insists on blocking... "Su Xiang said loudly and forcefully," I give my life to accompany! " It's just to prevent her from having anything else with Fu Hanchuan? Su Xiang only sneered at the bottom of his heart. If you really want to be tough, she has nothing to be afraid of. Mrs. Zhuoya's eyes widened at the powerful words. After putting down his words, Su Xiang turned and walked out of the teahouse. Only the faint fragrance of tea still floating in the air. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.