Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

After the recording of the show was over, Su Xiang took the children into the car and left, and a voice calling her came from behind.

"Hey, that, wait a minute."

Hearing the sound, everyone stopped and turned their heads and saw Su Liyi approaching with a sweet smile, without even removing her makeup.

Su Liyi had never called her a nice face in front of Su Xiang, and she had never given her a good face. At this time, she was smiling very rarely. Su Xiang had a momentary premonition and frowned.

Su Xiang turned his head and said to the others: "If you are looking for me, you should get in the car and go back to rest."

Su Xiang asked Xiao Deng to lead the team and asked the driver to take the children back. Then he turned to face Su Liyi and said lukewarmly: "Congratulations on your successful promotion, but you shouldn't care."

Su Liyi shrugged her shoulders, acting nonchalantly, Su Xiang said, "What can I do?"

Su Liyi watched Su Xiang up and down twice, and said with a smile: "Ah, I didn't expect you to be so powerful and know so many big people."

Su Xiang was puzzled and frowned, "What do you mean?"

Su Liyi circled Su Xiang and said, “I’ve heard about it. The one who sat down to watch our performance today was one of the big bosses of Youyue Video. Among the uncles who came to me that day, he was also there. ."

"I said you brought such a roadside wild dance team, how come all the way to the finals, besides Fu Hanchuan's help, there is also the uncle named Pei, right?"

"With such a heavyweight double blessing, it's hard not to win the championship."

Su Xiang stood still, his eyes circled with Su Liyi, Su Xiang understood what she meant.

In Su Liyi's view, her team's ability to enter the semi-finals is not their own strength, but a strong backing from behind.

Su Xiang was too lazy to explain to her that there is a kind of person who, once they determine that there is something shameful about you, even if she cuts herself apart to show her, she only believes in the illusion in her mind.

She opened her mouth: "So, what do you want to say?"

Su Liyi circled around and stood still in front of Su Xiang, with sly eyes flashing in her eyes, she said: "What I want to say"

"What I want to say is, if you take the championship, you just have to ask the boss Pei to let me enter the top three."

She has studied those singing and dancing competitions, and those who won the championship may not have good resources in the future. On the contrary, the second and third places will develop better.

Su Xiang was not surprised at what she heard. She sneered and said: "Su Liyi, listening to you say that, you think you succeeded in kicking the gym this time because you wrote Fu Hanchuan's name on the information, the judges The teacher gave Fu Hanchuan face, so that you can get promoted?"

When Fu Hanchuan called her that day and asked her to pick up someone, he said this on the phone.

Su Liyi gave her a white look and said: "Of course I have the strength. But if there is no Fu Hanchuan's name pressed there, I will still be kicked out."

"Dumb, don't use your strength to talk to others, such as fair competition, to coax me. Although I am young, I understand the laws of the adult world. There are more talented people who can sing and dance. , Why are those few able to come out?"

"Isn't there a big gold master holding it behind him?"

"Like this kind of competition, whoever gets the first or second place is actually already decided by default?"

"I wrote Fu Hanchuan's name on the registration form instead of yours. Of course it was considered good. Otherwise, how would I dare to participate in this kind of competition?"

"However, Fu Hanchuan is just a sponsor in this show. If you want to promote smoothly in the future, you still want to help intercede. Um, can you?"

Su Liyi finished her words, squinting at Su Xiang.

Su Liyi is still young but obviously, she has been matured by the world.

Su Xiang smiled helplessly, she said: "What if I say no?"

Su Liyi's face changed and she threatened: "If you refuse, hum"

She rolled her eyes and said, "Anyway, the show is always being interviewed by the media. If I tell the media that Fu Hanchuan is your ex-husband and Pei Xian is a good friend of your ex-husband, what do you think the outside world would think?"

Su Xiang sighed lightly, then smiled and said: "Su Liyi, you just admitted that you have strength, but I think you are not so confident in your own strength."

"But I am different from you. I can see how my team worked hard and how it got here today. I have great confidence in them. As for whether they can make it into the top three, I don't know. Not only So, Fu Hanchuan and Pei Xian are not clear about it."

"So you said this help, I really can't do anything."

"If there is nothing wrong with you, then I will leave first."

Su Xiang nodded to her and walked to the parking lot. After saying so much, Su Liyi said "I can't do anything." Her face flushed with anger. Seeing Su Xiang was about to leave, she stopped her again and said loudly, "Hey, you Are you really afraid of me saying it?"

Su Xiang stopped, turned around and said, "I forgot to say, I wish you good luck next time."

Su Liyi watched Su Xiang's car go away, stomped her feet fiercely with anger, and slapped her hair indiscriminately.

If she can't enter the top three and can't find a big brokerage company to sign, how can she make money!

Su Liyi was full of irritability, and at this moment, a black car slowly stopped in front of her. The window of the car slowly fell, revealing a man with an angular but evil face.

"Little girl, we met again." Liang Yihui smiled, "Tell me, how about it?"

On Saturday, for Fu Ying's parent-child activities, Su Xiang almost stayed up all night. He finished his work first and sent the email.

She stretched her waist and twisted her stiff neck. Seeing the morning light coming in from the window, she stood up and opened the window, and there was sporadic snow foam in the sky.

Snowing?

Su Xiang put his palm on the window sill and stretched out his arm. The snow foam on the palm of his hand melted instantly. It was cold and refreshing.

This is the first snow in Beicheng this year, and it came so early.

Su Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, remembering what she was going to do next, she glanced at the time, raised her mind, tidied the table, and immediately turned to wash.

Pearl woke up, Su Xiang brewed the milk powder and fed her full, coaxed the little girl to sleep again, and told Zhang's mother a few words, and then drove to the school after another busy schedule.

On the first-year parent-child activity day, naturally many parents came and it was difficult to find a parking space at the school gate.

Fu Ying was delivered by the Fu family's driver. He stood at the school gate, watching other children go in hand in hand with their parents.

The little guy is wearing a down school uniform customized by the school. He wears a blue scarf around his neck. He wears black furry earmuffs on his head. How many times the school foam sticks to the fluff, the little guy is like a snow doll. , Many parents will look at him when they pass the school gate.

It's just that the little guy's face is bulging like a puffer fish, and it looks like he's not in a good mood.

Mother Song glanced at him and comforted: "The wife will definitely come when she says she will come, wait a minute."

Lian Liang got off her father’s taxi, saw Fu Ying standing at the door, and waved at him: "Fu Ying, how are you"

The little girl was holding a small hand by her parents, and ran over: "This is my mom and dad. You have seen my mom."

Of course Fu Ying remembered, and invited him to eat KFC.

Lian Liang's mother is slightly fat, with a round face always smiling, and she greets gently: "Hello, kid, we're seeing each other again."

Lian Liang's father glanced at Fu Ying. Although the child was wearing a school uniform, his temperament was different from other children, and he felt a sense of extravagance.

He recognized Fu Ying and said, "Hey, aren't you the one who rode in my car that day?"

Fu Ying temporarily put away his temper, like a good boy, and said: "Good uncle and aunt."

"Good, good." Mother Lian Liang liked the beautiful child and stroked his head with a smile, "Oh, it's so cute."

She glanced at Mother Song who was standing next to her again: "My child, your parents are very busy, so did you let your grandma come?"

Fu Ying twitched the corner of his mouth. He was too old to learn how to be indifferent, his smile stiffened, and his clear **** eyes blinked: "My mother"

He looked to the front and felt a bit thirsty in his throat. No matter what happened, he hasn't come yet!

On the other side, Su Xiang finally found a parking place in the distance and parked the car. He ran all the way, but accidentally hit someone.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Su Xiang immediately apologized, and when he raised his head, he was slightly taken aback. How could this person be familiar. However, the other party is wearing a mask. It may be that I have seen too many people during this period, so everyone feels familiar.

Qiao Ying didn't expect to be seen by an acquaintance here, her eyes panicked. Fortunately, she immediately realized that she had done some protection, and squeezed a smile: "It's okay, it's okay."

She glanced at Su Xiang and hurried forward.

Su Xiang glanced at that figure, always feeling a little strange, but time was running out, she didn't think about it anymore, and continued to run to the school gate.

At a glance, I saw where Song's mother was standing, and Fu Ying was standing in front of it as if it were Lianliang's family.

Here, seeing Fu Ying lose face and lose his temper again, Lian Liang immediately said: "Mother Fu Ying should"

Halfway through Lian Liang's words, he heard Su Xiang's unique Mandarin voice: "Fu Ying"

When everyone turned their heads and looked over, they saw Su Xiang trotting over. She stood still in front of Fu Ying and panted, "Fu Ying, am I not late?"

There were not so many people at the school gate. Fu Ying glared at her, but because Lianliang's parents were there, he mumbled: "How come you?"

Su Xiang smiled and touched his little face: "Wait so long, it's cold, right? Sorry, I just couldn't find a parking place."

Lian Liang's father laughed and said, "Yes, yeah, there are so many cars today, it's hard to find a place."

Su Xiang smiled, and thanked Lian Liang's parents: "Are you Lian Liang's parents? Thank you for staying with my husband to win."

Lian Liang's mother waved her hand: "It's all right. It's so cold, let's go in together."

Mother Song waited for Su Xiang, and went back after completing the handover task. Su Xiang walked into the campus for the first time, looking east and west, she was more excited than a child.

This is her son's place.

The classroom has been arranged in advance, all the chairs are arranged around the wall, and several tables in the middle are put together to make a long table.

After Su Xiang entered, he was taken by Fu Ying to his place and sat down like the other parents. There were only three seats, one empty.

Although this experimental elementary school is public, it has strict enrollment requirements. The terms also require parents. It must be family harmony, parents have time to accompany their children, and must cooperate with the school's activities.

In the classroom, most of the children's parents were present, only Fu Ying and Su Xiang.

Su Xiang was a little embarrassed, thinking that Fu Hanchuan must have made a lot of money to get Fu Ying here.

The head teacher walked in with several main teachers and actively ignored Su Xiang's table. He first talked about the children's academic situation, and then announced the content of the activity.

"This activity is aimed at cultivating children's independence, and it is hoped that through this activity, parents can understand the children's world and strengthen the solidarity between parents and children."

Su Xiang listened silently and jot down the content. The activity is divided into three parts. The first is to teach the children to fry eggs, the second is to sew buttons, and the third is to make puzzles. After everything is completed, put the work on the middle table. Waiting for the final assessment.

When the teacher finishes saying the last word, the activity begins.

Su Xiang sat there, waiting foolishly for the teacher to send out the materials. When she found that other parents took out the bulging bag from under the table, she was dumbfounded.

It turned out that all the materials were self-provided, no wonder she watched others carrying large bags.

Su Xiang was so anxious that his whole body was about to burn. I don’t know if it’s too late to go out and buy at this time.

Lian Liang's mother took out the camping gas stove and saw Su Xiang in a hurry, and asked, "Mother Fu Ying, didn't you bring it?"

Su Xiang had to smile wryly and asked Fu Ying, "Why didn't you tell your mother on the phone?"

On the phone, the little guy only said that there were activities in the school, and Su Xiang had no experience, so he thought he was just playing games.

Fu Ying scratched the tip of his nose lightly and said confidently: "You didn't ask me again."

Su Xiang was speechless, so she had to say: "Then I'll talk to the teacher, let's go buy things first."

As soon as the voice fell, a large bag of things suddenly appeared on the table. Su Xiang looked over that arm and saw Fu Hanchuan standing on the other side of Fu Ying.

He was wearing a black woolen coat. After entering the classroom, he took off his coat and put it on Su Xiang's down coat. Inside is a white shirt with a dark gray cashmere sweater, looking very low-key.

The classroom was noisy, and no one noticed Fu Hanchuan when he came.

Su Xiang took a sip of water, coughed lightly, and stared at him with furry eyes: Isn't it impossible to tell?

Fu Hanchuan just pretended not to see it. He took out everything there with a faint expression and installed the bottle of gas in the gas stove. He raised his head and glanced around, and said quietly: "Don't you hurry up and get ready?"

Su Xiang swallowed his breath. The parents around had already started to move. Some used the camping gas stove for the first time, and they were still holding the manual to read, and some had already been installed and the fire was lit.

Su Xiang quickly took out the pan and waited for Fu Hanchuan to install the gas stove. She asked him to test whether he could ignite the fire first, and then turned her head to teach Fu to win the textbook she had compiled.

"First heat the pan, then pour a little bit of oil"

Seeing Fu Hanchuan lit the fire, she put the pot on it and heated it up.

"Knock it, break it, it's greasy under the egg"

Speaking of cooking, it was a piece of cake for Su Xiang, and he told Fu Ying patiently.

She demonstrated it by herself first, and the omelette made the second time must be done independently by the child before it can be displayed on the table in front.

After Fu Hanchuan installed the gas stove, he was fine. He stood and listened to Su Xiang teaching his children there.

He himself is also a big man with ten fingers that doesn't touch the sun, so he should be taught together.

The classroom is messy, there are no shortage of big men like Fu Hanchuan, and no shortage of women who can't cook, and only their mother is doing it.

In the noise, Fu Hanchuan listened to Su Xiang's unique soft whisper, and the corners of his lips slightly cocked.

Fu Ying carefully poured the cracked egg into the pot, the egg was soaked in the bubbling of oil, the oil splashed, and the little guy hid in fear. Su Xiang taught him to use the pot lid to cover his face so that it won’t Was splashed.

To be honest, Su Xiang feels that it is dangerous for first-grade children to teach omelettes, but it is safer to teach rice cookers to make boiled eggs.

Su Xiang murmured silently in his heart, but this was done by the parents present together, and it was a parent-child activity.

Thinking about it this way, it is better than other schools that only let children enroll in extracurricular tutoring classes.

On the side table, Lian Liang poured the fried eggs on a plate. The egg whites were white, and there was a circle of light brown on the side. The yolk in the middle was golden. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you would think it was made by an adult.

Su Xiang glanced in surprise, then looked back at Fu Ying's.

The little guy held his breath, carefully holding the small pot, pouring the eggs on the plate, sweating on his forehead.

The egg has been crushed, the yolk and the egg white are fused together, and there is a vaguely burnt smell.

Su Xiang picked up the chopsticks and lifted a little bit by the edge of the egg. The bottom was really burnt.

Fu Ying blushed, and he was also looking at Lian Liang's plate of fried eggs. Su Xiang saw that the little guy felt shameless, and comforted: "Of course it's not good to do it the first time, do it again?"

I tried several times in a row, but it was not much better than the first time.

Su Xiang glanced at the newly cooked egg, and then at Fu Hanchuan. This kid is probably his father of inheritance in cooking.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at Su Xiang, his expression was indifferent, and he turned his head as if it had nothing to do with him. He didn't recite the pot.

Lianliang’s mother looked at them and said with a smile, "This is already very good. Our family Lianliang likes to go to the kitchen and often accompanies me to cook, and she learns when she reads more."

With that said, Fu Ying felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

The teacher counted the time, waited for an hour, then came to say that the first round of omelette is over, and asked the students to take out their most satisfactory works and put them on the table in front to comment. There is no doubt that this round of Lianliangna A gold star badge.

In the second round of sewing buttons, Su Xiang rummaged for a long time in the bag that Fu Hanchuan brought, only to find the sewing box. Where's the clothes?

She took the sewing box and looked at Fu Hanchuan: "You didn't have any clothes?"

Fu Hanchuan himself also searched in the bag again. He asked Qiao Shen to prepare these things. The kid was probably so dazzled by love that he didn't prepare clothes.

In the courtyard in the distance, Qiao Shen nestled on the sofa drinking coffee to pass the time watching the replayed soap opera, and sneezed for no apparent reason.

He turned his head and glanced at the bare branches trembling in the cold wind, stood up silently, poured the coffee, and exchanged for a cup of isatis root.

Mom Qiao murmured when she saw him: "Such a big guy, and I don't have a girlfriend yet. Qiao Shen, can't you have a problem there, right?"

Before Qiao Shen could refute, Qiao's mother ignored him and asked, "Where is your sister?"

Qiao Shen took the cup and walked to his house: "I went out early in the morning."

Inside the school.

Fu Hanchuan walked in again from outside the classroom and tucked a shirt into Su Xiang's hand. Su Xiang held the white shirt with a warm feeling in his hand.

Fu Hanchuan went out and took off his shirt. The collar of the cashmere sweater was wide. He lowered his body, revealing the two **** collarbones and the strong muscles inside.

The clothes in his hands originally carried the man's body temperature, and when he looked at it again, Su Xiang's face was red, and he only felt that the clothes were hot in his hands.

She returned the shirt to Fu Hanchuan, with an excuse: "You cut off the buttons first."

After speaking, she quickly picked up the sewing box and continued to thread the needle.

Generally, many people wear a thread, tie the thread, double-thread the button, and wind it around twice more. Su Xiang pierced two threads with a single needle, and when the knot was tied, it became four threads. He aligned the buttonhole with the button and sew a circle to complete.

In this round, the requirement is for the whole family to nail one button and complete three buttons. After Su Xiang finished nailing his own one, he handed the clothes to Fu Hanchuan and let him get it by himself.

Fu Hanchuan, a cold, noble, double-tall man, when did such a thing happen, the little needle was pinched between his thick fingers, and he remembered the Oriental Undefeated in his mind.

What kind of broken teaching, the clothes are buttoned off, can’t you just buy another one?

Fu Hanchuan pinched the needle, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped suddenly.

Fu Ying watched him delay the needle and reminded: "Dad, your thread hasn't been knotted yet."

Just now Su Xiang cut the thread after sewing the button.

Fu Hanchuan's blue veins on his forehead jumped again, and he glanced at Su Xiang calmly, he sighed, put the needle on the cloth and handed it back to Su Xiang, indicating that he would not do this.

Su Xiang expected that Fu Hanchuan would not cooperate because he had serious male chauvinism tendencies.

Su Xiang said: "If you don't do it, why are you here?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her: Catch you.

He sternly said coldly: "School arranged."

Su Xiang squeezed his fist and wanted to put the needle in his face.

A little bit of time passed, and they were one step later than others. Fu Hanchuan refused to do it. Su Xiang had nothing to do with him, so he had to sew the second button on his own behalf.

The last one is Fu Ying's business.

The little guy has been observing just now, and it looks a bit different at this time.

"Oh!" Suddenly, the little guy cried out in pain, and saw a small blood drop appearing on his round little finger.