Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

She hopes that the final answer can be found in Yanlin.

If he was Ye Cheng, why did he never come back to find Shen Yan again, why did he hide his identity so far?

Su Xiang slowly said what she knew. Fu Hanchuan listened to her quietly. Both of them were silent for a while. Fu Hanchuan said, "So, do you think Yanlin is Ye Cheng?"

"Yeah." Su Xiang nodded, "Yanlin's revenge against the Su family, and the dishes he cooks are almost exactly the same as my mother's, his old vest, and the look he had trimmed. If he wasn't If so, why does he have to do so much?"

Especially, for such a long time, from the time he started to arrange for Su Run to fall into the trap, causing the crisis of Su Clan, to Su Mingdong and his wife jumping off the building, he did not stop here. The old house was razed to the ground.

Such a thorough revenge, if it were not for the extreme deep hatred, who could do it?

Fu Hanchuan's eyes moved slightly, and said, "If this is the case, why didn't he take Shen Yan away while she was still alive, but instead set up a tomb in Kuala Lumpur?"

It is better to keep a living person by his side than to guard a tomb. Why doesn't he do that?

Su Xiang said, "Maybe Shen Yan was unwilling to leave at the time. Maybe, something else happened." She shook her head, but she didn't know this.

The plane landed at Kuala Lumpur Airport a few hours later. The pick-up person came over. Fu Hanchuan took Su Xiang to the hotel. He ordered a presidential suite, only one. After taking the room card, he was going to the suite. Su Xiang stood there. The front desk didn't move, Fu Hanchuan glanced at her: "Why don't you leave, aren't you tired?"

Su Xiang looked at him speechlessly, and said to the front desk: "I want to book another room, a single room."

The front desk checked and looked at her sorry to say: "I'm sorry, the rooms here are full."

Su Xiang became anxious as soon as he heard it: "The standard room is also okay, isn't there anymore?"

The front desk shook his head apologetically and said, "We have hosted several tour groups and all rooms have been booked."

There are only expensive presidential suites, because the price is too high and there is room. Su Xiang squeezed her finger, her money was not brought by the wind, so she was willing to live in the presidential suite. She wondered whether to change hotels?

Fu Hanchuan looked at her with a gloomy expression, raised the corners of her lips, and walked back a few steps and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. The law and order in Malay is incomparable with that in China. You are a thin, but good-looking single woman. You live, think about what will happen."

Su Xiang pressed the corners of her lips. There were often news reports that accidents happened to a single woman staying in a hotel abroad. She had two children.

The man leaned against the smooth marble at the front desk and continued to persuade Chunchun: "I have booked a comfortable presidential room to entertain you. There is a suite in it. I don't want you to live in the same room with me, why bother."

Before he finished speaking, Su Xiang glared at him. This man was obviously on purpose. When he booked a room, why didn't he book another room?

She dragged the suitcase and walked forward, Fu Hanchuan's lips bend, and they walked towards the elevator together.

The suite was on the top floor. Fu Hanchuan swiped his card and opened the door. Su Xiang picked the room and closed the door. The sound was a bit loud, reminding someone not to go in.

Fu Hanchuan smiled, and went in the room next to her, each of them repaired first, and half an hour later, he went to Su Xiang's room and knocked on the door.

The climate in Malay is relatively hot. Su Xiang wore a thin sweater that was too hot. He changed into a breathable and comfortable cotton shirt with a long skirt. The door opened. Fu Hanchuan glanced at her up and down and said, "Call for hotel service, or go out for dinner?"

Su Xiang came to Kuala Lumpur for the first time, and the heart that wanted to wander around came out again. She said, "Go out and eat."

Fu Hanchuan raised his eyebrows, expecting that she would say so, so he didn't call the hotel to deliver food in advance.

The two took the elevator downstairs. It rained outside. The air was humid and smelled a fresh smell, which was much more comfortable than the smog in the country. There is a three-wheeled electric car at the entrance of the hotel, which attracts tourists to do business. People like Fu Hanchuan are naturally dismissive of them. He is picked up by luxury cars when he travels.

Su Xiang glanced at that kind of electric car, turned his eyes slightly, and went back to the hotel lobby to ask the front desk where there is an electric car to rent. It just so happened that the hotel cooperated with a taxi company, and soon someone sent a pedal electric car over.

Su Xiang smiled and thanked him, took the electric car and sat on it, wearing a helmet and said to Fu Hanchuan: "Let's go."

Fu Hanchuan stood on the steps, staring at that electric car, let him sit in this? He pointed and said with a bad face: "You let me sit on this?"

People who live in the presidential suite take an eDonkey, which is really not suitable.

Su Xiang glanced at him. He was dressed in a hand-made suit, with bright leather shoes under his feet. That leather shoe alone was several times more expensive than this electric car. She wanted to smile and said, "Whatever you want."

She put away the other helmet and prepared to set off, Fu Hanchuan exhaled heavily and called her: "You wait."

He grabbed Su Xiang's arm and glanced at the car again. It seemed that he had made a lot of determination. Then he took the helmet and put it on, then picked up the sitting woman, straddled up and said: "Come up. ."

This woman deliberately ordered him, even if she wanted to call a scooter, she could also call a more prestigious motorcycle. What's the matter of getting an electric car?

But for a champion driver, whether it's a car or a motorcycle, even this kind of electric car is no problem.

Su Xiang was a little dumbfounded, scratching her hair, and seeing the man's long legs propped on her sides, she regretted a bit. Calling this kind of car is because I think he can't ride, but I didn't expect to dig a hole for myself.

She said uncertainly: "You can drive an electric car?"

Fu Hanchuan looked at her coolly: "I will let you know what a car **** is."

Su Xiang bit his scalp and sat on it, touched his fingers on the clothes around his waist, and then put them on his shoulders: "Yes, it's okay."

Unexpectedly, the man grabbed her hand, stretched it forward, buckled it on his waist and said, "Hold tight." Is she a cat, with paws on her shoulders.

Su Xiang:

The man kicked his leg and turned the handle at the same time. The electric car drove forward. Su Xiang crossed his shoulder and watched his long legs shrink on the pedal aggrievedly, which was a bit funny. It would be great if it could be photographed.

Su Xiang retracted his hands and took out his mobile phone from his shoulder bag to take pictures of the street scene when the speed was not fast.

The man felt even more depressed. The speed of an electric car is not as fast as that of a motorcycle, nor can it be compared with a modified one. Fu Hanchuan only sighed when he saw the top speed. This woman rented a broken car.

He complained: "Don't say I didn't take you for a drive. With this kind of car, there is no way for you to see my skills."

Su Xiang said: "Who depends on your driving skills." At this speed, you can see the local scenery and feel the salty air here.

Fu Hanchuan tilted her head to look at her. She looked at the street scenes on both sides leisurely, and then slowed down a bit. It's not bad to have a soft body of a woman behind him.

When the car turned into a street, there were many shops, and the air was filled with various aromas of curry and satay. Su Xiang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Stop, let's go in and take a look."

Fu Hanchuan parked the car on the side of the road, and the two walked into the alley together.

The street food has the characteristics of the street. Every scent wafting out of the store's door seems to be greedy with hooks. Su Xiang bought fish **** and barbecue when he entered the first store, and just ate it all the way. When I arrived at the restaurant where I was sitting, my stomach was almost full.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, asked her to order, watched her look at the dishes on it, dragged the small box of fish **** in front of her that had not been finished, and picked it up and ate it silently.

Su Xiang handed the menu to the waiter and turned to see that he had finished the last fish ball. She pursed her lower lip and scratched her cheek.

She can take it home for lunch, why is she so intimate?

After a while, the waiter delivered the meal, nasi lemak, bak kut teh, Nyonya dessert, crepes, Su Xiang didn't order more, and the two ate together.

Fu Hanchuan raised her head and glanced at the woman in front of her. She took the picture first, and studied the recipe code inside the pancake. It seemed that she was going back to learn how to make it by herself.

He said: "You didn't take you to Spain last time, did you hate me?"

Su Xiang was stunned, put away the phone, pinched the chopsticks, her eyes fell on the food, she said: "It's not hate, it's hateful."

Fu Hanchuan also regretted what he did at that time, and took her out to play, and her memory would not only be left with those unpleasant memories, all she remembered was his hatefulness.

He put a small dried fish on top of her rice, and said Momo, "I will take you around the world to see all the scenery."

Su Xiang paused, looked up at him, and said calmly: "Now I can do it myself."

In the world, there are some regrets. When you need it, he didn't accompany you to complete it. When she can complete the trip by herself, it doesn't matter whether that person is there or not.

Fu Hanchuan lowered his head, twitched the corners of his lips, and said nothing. But he knew that he would never let her go alone in the future.

Su Xiang didn't forget the purpose of coming here. He poked the rice and glanced at him and said, "Although Yanlin is here, how are you going to find him?"

That person wouldn't be willing to see them easily, especially if they came here too, can't say they happen to be on vacation, and visit him by the way?

Or, if they go to the cemetery, Yanlin knows that they should be unable to sit still, right?

Fu Hanchuan put down his chopsticks, took a sip of his drink, and said, "I have a relationship with the old lady Shen there, so why not take you to visit again?"

Su Xiang didn't hear him mentioning Mrs. Shen, and blinked: "Mrs. Shen?"

Fu Hanchuan said: "Su Xiang, you haven't heard Shen Yan mention, who else is in her family?"