Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Su, Miss Su?

Su Xiang thought that she had heard it wrong. In the past four years, she had slept countless times. If she was divorced, she would call her Miss Su?

Su Xiang burned a fire in his heart, but the flame was instantly extinguished.

Haha, isn't she Miss Su now?

Seeing the malicious expression in the man's eyes, Su Xiang squeezed his palms with a sullen face, without any action.

What is a piece of clothing for him, and Mr. Di Fan is a customer that Fu Shi strives for. Fu Shi has spent a lot of public relations fees, so he can offend others for a piece of clothing?

Don't think that she doesn't understand the operation inside a large company.

He's completely fine looking for troubles, just make use of it!

Su Xiang didn't know where he had offended him. He said that he was divorced. Once the divorce certificate was sent to her, she didn't even show her face. Did she say anything?

Chang Yan looked at Fu Hanchuan's expression. Does he want to be alone with Miss Su?

What about her?

She knew that she was the only one in this relationship. He couldn’t see her, but as long as this person stopped appearing in front of him, he could slowly forget her. As long as they could get along more, she would Have the opportunity

Chang Yan thought of what Madam Zhuo Ya had said to her in the garden that day. She cut off the extra flower branches neatly and decisively, so she bit her lower lip forcefully, mustered her courage to take two steps forward, and walked to the side of Fu Hanchuan. He held him in his arms.

Fu Hanchuan's dark eyes kept staring at Su Xiang, and suddenly he felt a heavy weight on his arm, slightly frowned and retracted his gaze to look at Chang Yan, and Su Xiang also looked over and saw their connected arms. .

When she was still Mrs. Fu, she didn't know how many such scenes she had seen, in TV news, magazines, or with her own eyes.

It's just that, looking at it from another identity, she still feels tingling in her heart.

Su Xiang only glanced, then opened his eyes sideways.

Chang Yan looked at Fu Hanchuan's eyes, her heart beating. This was not the first time she held his arm boldly so actively, but this was the first time she held him in front of a woman.

And this woman is his ex-wife.

She swallowed her saliva and squeezed out a smile and said, "Han, Fu Hanchuan, just a piece of clothing, don't embarrass the little girl."

Chang Yan wanted to be more intimate, so she directly called him Sam Chuan, but after opening her mouth, she couldn't help calling his full name.

But compared to calling him "Mr. Fu" before, he felt that he had taken a big step forward.

She didn't dare to look at Su Xiang face-to-face, and quickly glanced at her and said, "Miss Su should be very busy."

Fu Hanchuan indifferently looked at the red-faced woman who had already spoken a few words, glanced at the thin white fingers between his arms, and wanted to pull his arm away, but from the light, he caught a glimpse of Su Xiang standing stupidly, his eyes moved. , He maintained that action, looked at Su Xiang and said, "Ms. Su was a teacher before, and now she is Miss Day’s tutor. She teaches others to correct mistakes and set an example, right?"

sophistry!

Su Xiang gritted his teeth with anger, squinting at the man.

Since he wants to change his sweet wife, he will go shopping with his little girlfriend. Didn’t he hear that his little girlfriend is already jealous?

The two confronted each other, and Dale could not understand Chinese, but seeing the atmosphere grabbed the corner of Su Xiang's clothes in fear, and leaned behind her.

Su Xiang looked down at Dale, the little girl was a little more lively, and she was frightened back by him.

She calmed down and took a breath, and squatted and said: "Let Uncle Qi play with you for a while. I have to deal with it in advance and come back to you, okay?"

She squeezed her small face with a slight smile, soothed her tension, and then took her small hand to Qi Lingyang's hand and gestured.

I'll be back when I go.

Qi Lingyang saw that Fu Hanchuan's deliberately embarrassing posture was aimed at Su Xiang, and he said: "Wait a minute."

He took out the wallet from his pocket, drew a card from it and handed it to Su Xiang, "This has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to spend money."

Su Xiang didn't be too polite with him, and reached out and took the black card.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the scene in front of him, but his face became darker, and he shook the big hand he had copied in his trouser pocket.

If you think that you don’t meet this person day by day, then you will be separated.

It turns out that there is still a distance, that she no longer spends your money, and takes over other people’s peace of mind.

"Miss Su, I'm very busy, have you explained it?" Fu Hanchuan said impatiently.

Su Xiang put the card in his pocket, looked back at Fu Hanchuan, and walked towards him.

She pressed **** the phone a few times: "Mr. Fu, I don't know what brand of clothes you want to wear?"

Fu Hanchuan pulled the corner of his lower lip lightly, Mr. Fu?

This time, the reply was really quick.

He curled his lips and said, "Isn't Miss Su the clearest about what brand and size?"

In the past few years of marriage, most of his clothes and shoes have been bought by her. In this world, even his mother has no idea about it. Isn't she the only one who knows it best?

Su Xiang's face flushed slightly, and he was too lazy to talk to him again, and walked towards the escalator with his foot up.

The men's clothing is on the fourth floor.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her back, glanced at Qi Lingyang with a sneer, and released Chang Yan's hand by picking up the phone on the ground.

When Chang Yan saw that Su Xiang agreed to buy clothes, she knew that Fu Hanchuan was going to go with her.

The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and she said aggrieved: "Fu Hanchuan, didn't you say you want to send me back?"

To the person she loves, it is rare for her to lose her temper once, but she can't help it.

Fu Hanchuan's thumb was scratched on the broken cell phone, and he raised his eyes to Chang Yan and said lightly: "I have something else, do you go back by yourself, or should I ask Qiao Shen to come and take you back?"

Chang Yan is almost crying, isn't she saying that a woman who is acting like a baby is the easiest to make a man feel at ease?

She can only tell herself in her heart that she can't get his likes, at least don't let him hate them.

"No, I'll take a taxi and go back, you go change clothes first."

She couldn't find anything better to let herself go down the steps, and felt that she really had no face to go with him again, and blushed and hurried out after saying this.

This is probably the most embarrassed daughter in history.

Qi Lingyang watched Chang Yan walk quickly out of the automatic sensor door of the mall, and ran after going out, covering his face and running down the steps, probably crying.

He looked at Fu Hanchuan mockingly and said, "Mr. Fu, you treat your future Mrs. Fu like this, is that okay?"

Madame Zhuoya kicked Su Xiang away in every possible way, and the big help she had brought for her precious son was treated like this. It would be interesting if that Miss Chang ran back and cried.

Fu Hanchuan took the phone back into his pocket and said indifferently: "I don't know where Qi always hears the gossip, why don't I know who my future wife is?"

Qi Lingyang twitched his lips: "I'm waiting to receive Mr. Fu's wedding invitation, and I will know who it is by then."

Seeing that Qi Lingyang was delaying time, Fu Hanchuan glanced at him and said indifferently: "Then wait until then, I hope you will still be in Fu by then."

He said something meaningfully, and didn't stop to go to the elevator in front.

Qi Lingyang glanced at Fu Hanchuan's back, squeezed his fingers, and took a light breath. Then he lowered his head and whispered to Dale: "Let’s go, let’s find a place to sit down and wait for Su to come back."

At the entrance of the mall, after Chang Yan ran down the steps, she stood on the side of the road waiting for the bus with tears she could not hold back.

"Does this level of grievance feel unbearable?" A hand was stretched over, holding a tissue.

Chang Yan was stunned and looked up at the woman in front of her.

The woman has long wavy hair, exquisite makeup, and her mature outfit looks smart and capable.

The woman stretched out her hand, stuffed the tissue in her hand, and said with a faint smile: "I know you are Miss Chang, but you don't need to know who I am."

"Compared with your identity, my weight is so light that it is not worthy of you to know. I just saw you in the mall, so I wanted to come over and say something to you."

"I was also one of the women around Fu Hanchuan, but I was not the first when he started, and you will not be the last."

"The former Mrs. Fu can stay by his side for so long. How much pressure do you think she endured? How many blanking her eyes? You can't stand this anymore. You should give up as soon as possible, otherwise your tears will fall. There will be more."

The woman cocked her lips mockingly, and looked down upon this kind of daughter in her heart.

"It's not good to say that you are luckier than others, but you have a good fetus, so that you can easily walk in front of him without any effort."

Madam Zhuo Ya has a high-sightedness in picking up her daughter-in-law, and leaving the golden coat of Chang's family aside, this lady Jiao is nothing.

Chang Yan didn't fail to hear the woman's sarcasm, she squeezed the tissue in her hand and said, "You don't need your kind comfort."

The woman curled her lower lip: "I really don't mean to comfort you. I just want to remind you that if you want to be a bad woman, you must be a bit bad. Either be cruel or go."

At this time, the traffic lights in front of the road switched over.

There was a cold light in the woman's eyes, she glanced at Chang Yan with disdain, walked forward, and quickly disappeared from the crowd.

She is Jin Yuxin, a loser who was unwilling to be used by the Fu family and was trampled under his feet by a dumb!

In the menswear area on the fourth floor, Su Xiang entered a boutique and was choosing menswear.

Most of Fu Hanchuan's clothes are of the same brand, and they are made to order. This mall does not have that brand, so I can only pick the ones that are good.

The man picked up on both fabrics and styles. At first, she bought clothes for him, but he didn't touch them and hung them in dust. Later, he slowly figured out his taste.

Su Xiang picked a black suit from a row of hanging suits. Anyway, the dirty suit was also black, and the style was similar. One thing changed for one thing, which saved him from picking up faults.

Su Xiang decided to take this set, and was about to ask the salesperson to pack it up, suddenly a big hand stretched out behind him, looked at the clothes up and down, and said, "Do you think this one is good?"

Su Xiangmao stared at him, what did he think?

"Aren't you dirty?"

I saw Fu Hanchuan hung up the clothes slowly and said: "This style has been worn for two years. Anyway, it is free to change clothes. Why don't I try a new style, don't you?"

His eyes squinted, and there was a scent of evil in his eyes, which was very different from his usual cold and serious appearance.

Su Xiang squeezed his fingers and closed his eyes, forbearance.

Hehe, the clothes you have worn for a long time need to be changed. They are free for free. Why not try different flavors?

The last one was a dumb wife, who had spent four years humiliating him, and now a real daughter, who is enough to match him.

She changed location and picked a silver one from a row of light-colored suits.

When the weather gets hot, wearing light-colored clothes won't feel too hot, and his figure on a hanger can handle whatever color clothes he wears.

More importantly, silver did not have the heavy feeling of black, which matched his current mood.

The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe!

Su Xiang did not give the man a chance to participate in opinions, and directly handed the clothes to the salesperson.

"Miss, I want this suit, please pack it for me."

She finished writing on the phone, and the phone made it clear for her. The man stood aside, holding his arms and slowly said, "Miss Su, are you sure you want to take this set?"

Su Xiang pursed his lips and nodded earnestly.

Fu Hanchuan said: "If the size of the clothes isn't right, or if they don't look good, Miss Su, do you think this apologize is sincere?"

Su Xiang glared at him, and Yokoshou took the clothes back and stuffed them into his hands.

Change, change it!

In the past few years, when the two of them had almost never been in a public contract, they had never been to shopping malls together to buy clothes.

At the very beginning, Su Xiang bought clothes for Fu Hanchuan, knowing his size and style preference from Qiao Shen, and then he slowly got his mind.

At this time, Fu Hanchuan looked at her like a cat that had been blown up, his little face flushed, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, and he took the clothes into the fitting room.

Before entering, he paused, and then turned to look at Su Xiangliang and said: "Miss Su, I hope you won't sneak away at the checkout while I am changing clothes. This is also irresponsible. "

The blue veins on Su Xiang's forehead suddenly jumped down. She did have this idea just now.

The man gave her a smirk and went in to change clothes.

Su Xiang sat on the sofa and flipped through the magazine to pass the time.

Because it's the men's section, this magazine is all about men's products. There are also many honey-skinned sportsmen with eight pieces of chocolate on their abdominal muscles. From the legs to the chest, it makes the population dry.

There was a sudden ridicule.

"Su Xiang, didn't you think you had such a hobby?"

A woman, staring at the poor man with little cloth in the magazine, can still watch with gusto, and Fu does not know how to understand his mood at this moment.

When she used to be at home, how did she be shy and timid, so shy that she didn't even dare to look at it?

One night after taking a shower, Fu, without clothes, looked at himself in the mirror back and forth, cut, those things in the magazine could be compared to him?

At this time, Su Xiang was ridiculed by the man, but closed the magazine without changing his face, and wrote on his phone without changing his face: "Mr. Fu, are you satisfied with this dress?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her lightly and clicked on the clothes on the shelf, which meant that she would choose again.

Su Xiang snorted in his nose, stood up and picked again.

This model of women picking clothes and men trying is very weird. In many people's eyes, women pick from left to right, while men wait.

After a few pieces came down, Su Xiang became impatient.

"Mr. Fu, didn't you say that you are very busy?"

Busy and still have time to choose from the left and right here?

Fu Hanchuan stood tall in front of Su Xiang. Su Xiang had to look up at him. The man lowered his eyes and his thin lips opened and closed and said, "Why don't you have the right clothes to do something?"

Su Xiang knew that he was looking for her fault, and this time he didn't pick any money anymore.

She tossed the phone to the sofa on the oblique side, and gestured without even looking at it.

Mr. Fu, if I remember correctly, we are divorced. Don’t you think it’s misunderstanding that you are making trouble with your ex-wife like this?

Besides, if you spend time with me here, are you afraid that Miss Chang will misunderstand something?

She didn't use her voice to say it because there were other people here, and she didn't want others to watch her jokes.

Fu Hanchuan squinted at her for a moment: "I don't understand what you are talking about, go."

Su Xiang interrupted him.

Mr. Fu, are you really incomprehensible, or do you pretend to understand?

In the past, he could still end their conflict with this sentence, but since reading that book, Su Xiang would not think so again.

Fu Hanchuan could fully understand her sign language!

Fu Hanchuan pressed his lips, staring at her with pitch-black eyes for a few seconds, and the two of them froze in a stalemate.

Mr. Fu, please decide which one you want as soon as possible. My time is also very precious.

If you feel unable to decide, I will take my opinion as final.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the serious-looking little woman, and seeing her aura, she really had a somewhat resolute posture.

I haven't seen it for a few days, but it's getting worse.

The man squinted his eyes and took the first silver outfit from the pile of clothes.

Su Xiang saw that he had picked it right, and rolled his eyes. It was not enough for this one at first.

She took out the black card that Qi Lingyang gave her and handed it to the salesperson, preparing to call someone to swipe the card. At this time, the man caught her finger and threw her card aside and took out her own card.

Will he ask for clothes from Qi Lingyang's card?

Su Xiang looked at the man's side face without saying anything, and silently put the card away.

He doesn't want it, so don't say she is not sincere or anything.

In order to ensure that the man will not change his mind again a few days later, after the invoice given by the salesperson, she deliberately wrote a sentence: This suit is used by Ms. Su Xiang to compensate Mr. Fu Hanchuan, and Mr. Fu Hanchuan has already signed for it in person and agreed to pay. End, no more dissatisfaction with this incident.

She handed over the invoice with the pen and asked him to sign it.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the line of words, his eyes twitched, and gave her an incredible glance.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Su Xiang, are your intestines grown from a chicken?"

Su Xiang's slender finger clicked on the invoice and looked at him lightly.

Although it looks a little naive, it's indispensable to defend against others, isn't it?

For Fu Hanchuan, she couldn't tell.

Fu Hanchuan was spraying air between his nose, and holding a pen to sign his font forcefully, Su Xiang picked up the invoice and glanced at it, carefully folded it and placed it in her handbag.

She looked at Fu Hanchuan lightly. Now that the matter has been resolved, she doesn't need to continue entangled with him anymore.

Su Xiang picked up the phone on the sofa and walked forward.

Looking at her stiff back, Fu Hanchuan turned her back out of the store, pulled the corners of her lips and sneered.

The salesperson has put the clothes he changed in a bag: "Sir, your clothes."

Fu Hanchuan didn't even look at it: "Take it and throw it away."

He wore that silver suit and walked out with a black face.

He changed so many sets of clothes, she didn't even look at it.

Su Xiang returned to the restaurant on the first floor and joined Qi Lingyang and the others.

Seeing the food that didn't move much in front of him, but was already cold, Su Xiang smiled at Qi Lingyang embarrassedly.

She returned the black card to him, and said in voice: "Sorry, I made you wait so long."

Qi Lingyang looked at the card, and at that moment wanted to have a suitable reason to give it to her.

He blinked his eyes and retracted his mind, and took the card back.

"He didn't embarrass you, did he?"

Su Xiang shook his head and smiled reluctantly.

Qi Lingyang glanced at her and changed the subject: "These dishes are a bit cold. Do you want to change some more? You haven't ordered them yet."

Su Xiang saw that there were not many dishes anyway, so he asked the waiter to pack the cold dishes, and then change the table to another table, it is always difficult to ask Dale to eat hot.

During the meal, Qi Lingyang inadvertently said: "There is no activity arrangement in the afternoon, why not go to see the clothes?"

Su Xiang helped Dale, who was not very proficient in using chopsticks, to eat. He paused slightly when he heard that, and glanced at him, the sentence Fu Hanchuan had said suddenly appeared in his mind.

He said, Qi Lingyang likes her?

Su Xiang has always regarded him as a good friend and never thought about this problem, but at this time, she seemed to feel a little bit.

Just when he didn’t know how to answer, Dale’s lively voice sounded: "Can you also help me choose clothes? Su, what kind of look do you think I am wearing?"

With Del's opening, after lunch, Su Xiang could only accompany them to the clothing store.

The difference is that most of the time this time, Su Xiang and Dale are trying on one by one. From spring to summer, Qi Lingyang waited patiently.

Every time Su Xiang changed clothes and came out, he smiled gently and said yes, and then handed her the next one.

When they finally walked out of the mall, both of them carried a lot of bags in their hands, but most of them belonged to Del, and Su Xiang didn't ask for those clothes.

After sending Dale back, Qi Lingyang sent Su Xiang to Chawan. When she got off the car, the man said, "Wait a minute."

I saw him open the trunk, took out a bag from it and handed it to her: "Take it as a gift for your help this time, don't refuse."

Su Xiang looked at the paper box. The clothes of this brand are very expensive, and this thank you gift is too expensive.

I promised you to be Dale’s tutor, but I also get the salary there, and I will feel uneasy about receiving your clothes.

Su Xiang smiled slightly, declined gently, and turned and walked into the corridor.

Qi Lingyang looked at her figure and stopped her: "Su Xiang"