"Huh?" Su Xiang lowered her head and rubbed her numb legs, not expecting to hear anything good from him. Sure enough, she heard the man's deep voice say: "When you came back last year, did you say to her that you would take revenge?"

Su Xiang's finger paused, looked up at him, nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, I said it."

But at that time, Mrs. Zhuo Ya talked to her and kept her away from her son. She didn't want to get involved with them anymore, but now it seems that she has fulfilled her temporary pleasure at that time.

Her eyes were a little cool, just like the wind with spring cold, and she looked at the man in front of her and said, "So what are you going to do?"

Fu Hanchuan looked at her cool gaze, curled his lips and sneered, turned his head and looked forward, repeating her fearless three words: "How is it..."

She admitted it was very happy and looked indifferent.

He said, "Do you know that if you are like this, you are fearless if you want to say it's good. If you want to say it's bad, you are not afraid of boiling water. Are you not afraid of trouble?"

Su Xiang was stunned, then sneered, "I'm afraid of troubles, won't those troubles come to me?"

People say that disaster comes from the mouth, and you must be careful when you speak and do things. But she is just a mute who stays in the door and can be sent out as a tool. What else can she do?

The sun was rising, and the surroundings gradually became lively. Vehicles were driving by the other side of the road from time to time, and the sound of cars in the distance came from the corner of the park.

Fu Hanchuan was silent for a few seconds, turned to look at her. The woman's little face was facing forward, her lips were pursed, and she suddenly sneered and said, "Okay, since you were provoking it, you have cleaned up the endgame."

Su Xiang started to get angry as soon as she heard this. She suddenly stood up and stared at him and said, "Fu Hanchuan, why do you want me to clean up this mess? What does it have to do with me?"

Fu Hanchuan looked up at her with a smile on his lips, with a mocking look on his face, and a few words were clearly written in his eyes: Aren't you afraid of trouble?

Su Xiang turned her head angrily and grinded her teeth. Then, she sat down and said in a tough voice: "Whether you believe it or not, since I had told those agreements, I would not regret it and cause something wrong."

Fu Hanchuan didn't say anything, the bench was silent, a gust of wind blew, the treetops rustled, and a few perching birds flew up.

There was another thud of car lama on the road behind. Fu Hanchuan frowned, as if he was upset with such noise. He suddenly stood up, as if he was about to shake off the grass chips on his trousers' legs and stomped his feet hard. Su Xiang noticed the movement and turned his head to look at his feet.

The black leather shoes are shiny, the toe is shiny, and the pants are very vertical, wrapping his long legs. Such a leg shape can probably be used as a leg mold.

Su Xiang looked up at the man along those long legs, wondering what he was going to do.

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes, and his narrow eyes glanced at her and said, "Go and take Fu Ying away."

Su Xiang was stunned again, not even recognizing him. He said this, then raised his foot and walked towards the road ahead. Su Xiang followed him, grabbed his ears, and looked at the tall figure in front of him, and always felt that he was strange.

There was nothing to say all the way, when we arrived at the villa, Fu Hanchuan stood at the door to unlock the code lock, and Su Xiang stood behind him, feeling a little excited.

This place has been here once since she returned to the North City, and this time, she came to pick up Fu Ying.

The door opened twice, and there was a light in front of him. Fu Hanchuan walked straight in without even turning back. Mother Song was arranging Fu Ying for breakfast. When he saw Fu Hanchuan's people, he probably didn't expect him to come back at this time and was slightly stunned and greeted: "Mr. Fu, have you been back so early?"

Didn’t it mean that the wife fainted abroad?

Fu Hanchuan nodded lightly and continued to walk forward to the restaurant and stood. His tall figure moved, and behind him, Su Xiang, who was completely covered by him, was exposed. Song's mother's eyes immediately opened: "Madam!"

Su Xiang was not so adapted to this title, and reluctantly smiled and said, "Ma Song."

Song's mother looked at Fu Hanchuan and Su Xiang again. She couldn't figure out what was going on with them for a moment. Why did they come back together early in the morning? Could it be that the wife also went to Belgium? No, this is impossible...

Just when Song's mother was confused, Fu Ying saw Su Xiang's breakfast no longer, so she blinked and asked, "Mom, why are you back with Dad?" After that, he turned his head and looked at Fu Hanchuan standing behind him.

Su Xiang glanced at Fu Hanchuan, her eyes fell on Fu Ying, and she thought about it and said, "Fu Ying, from today on, you can live in Xiangyuan, okay?"

Fu Ying opened his mouth, looked at her blankly, and looked at Fu Hanchuan again: "Dad?"

Mother Song couldn't believe it, and said in surprise: "Young Master lives with you?" She turned and looked at Fu Hanchuan.

Everyone knew that Fu Ying was the young master of the Fu family. This was not a trivial matter. Without Fu Hanchuan's personal confirmation, no one dared to easily believe that this was true. So, three eyes in the room fell on Fu Hanchuan.

Fu Hanchuan's breath was slightly deeper, and his tone was not very good at Fu Ying. He said, "You should stay there for a few days first. Grandma was sick and hospitalized. The company had a lot of things to do, so I don't have time to take care of you."

Although Song Ma was taking care of him for food and clothing at home, the child was naughty after all, and he was a lawless person. No one could stare at him. In front of Su Xiang, this kid could be more honest.

Yesterday, Fu Hanchuan went to Belgium and only told Fu Ying about it on the phone. So Fu Ying knew that Mrs. Zhuo Ya was sick. Now, when he heard what he said, he couldn't help but ask in fear: "Is grandma not good?" The great-grandfather was also sick...

Fu Ying lowered his eyelids, lowered his head and poked the sun eggs on the plate one after another.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, reached out to rub his head and said, "It's okay, I'll be back soon."

Su Xiang looked at Fu Ying and felt distressed when she saw him like this. No matter how well Mrs. Zhuo Ya was, she was concerned about Fu Ying and the child had deep feelings for her.

Fu Hanchuan turned his head and said to Song's mother: "Mom Song, you go pack his luggage, just enough for a week." He looked at Su Xiang again, "In a while, Teacher Wu will come and take him to school, and I will tell her what happened next."

Su Xiang nodded: "Yes, OK."

After listening to Fu Hanchuan's instructions, Song's mother immediately agreed to pack Fu Ying's luggage. After a while, she efficiently dragged out a suitcase and stood at the foot of the dining table.

At this time, the big white cat was probably awakened by the sound of the vibration of the wheels. He turned out of the study and screamed, and walked up to Fu Hanchuan's feet with his tail raised and rubbed it twice. He screamed at him twice, as if questioning him why he hadn't come back yesterday.

Su Xiang looked at the cat, of course she remembered that it was the cat picked up by Fu Hanchuan. Three years ago, it was only the size of a palm, thin and fierce. She fed it a lot. But now it is fat and fat, and it is still very good at acting coquettish, but I don’t remember her anymore.

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the cat at his feet. There was some white hair on his black pants legs, which were clearly black and white. He kicked and drove the cat away: "Go."

The cat screamed again, jumped to the suitcase, and sat there licked the cat's claws and washed his face.

When there was nothing to say, the atmosphere became subtle. In the embarrassing few minutes, there was only one cat to see. After a while, Teacher Wu came. Fu won the school point and was taken to class by Teacher Wu. He looked at Fu Hanchuan: "Dad, didn't you say you went to Xiangyuan?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at his son, his forehead was leaping with blue veins, and said angrily: "I asked you to go after school, who told you to go now? Go to class!"

After he said that, Fu Ying naturally did not dare to provoke him again, so he followed Teacher Wu with his schoolbag. Su Xiang looked at Fu Ying out of the door, picked up his suitcase and whispered to Fu Hanchuan: "Then... I'll leave too."

After saying that, she silently pulled the suitcase to the door. When the suitcase moved, the cat would jump from above, squatted beside Fu Hanchuan and watched her leave. The door was closed, and the big white cat shouted at Fu Hanchuan, Meow...

Fu Hanchuan withdrew his gaze from the door, looked down at the cat, and turned around and entered the bedroom without saying anything.

Song's mother was still standing in the restaurant, looking at the untied dishes, then looking at the direction of the bedroom, and then looking at the direction of the door. She had never had such a day in the Fu family for so many years, and she was at a loss.

The gentleman actually asked his wife to take the young master away?

Her main task in this family is to take care of the young master. What should she do these days?

Fortunately, Mother Song didn't feel much sad. After packing the tableware on the table and putting it in the kitchen, she turned back to the master bedroom and knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Fu, have you had breakfast? Do you want me to make something for you?" She saw that his face was not very good, so she must be very tired.

Inside the door, Fu Hanchuan pulled the two buttons between his neck, took off his tie and threw it on the bed, sat down, and said coldly: "No need."

Although I had been to the old house and ate something there, I was in a tense relationship with Fu Zhengnan and didn't eat much later and lost my appetite at this time.

Outside, Mother Song said oh and sighed softly. She always felt that something seemed to be going to happen to this family, and I hope it wouldn't be too bad.

Fu Hanchuan listened to the footsteps gradually moving away from the door and took off his head. The room was quiet and quiet. Fu Hanchuan didn't sit for long, but got up and unbuttoned his shirt one by one. When he arrived at the bathroom, his shirt had already taken off, revealing his firm and well-proportioned figure.

The bathroom was filled with mist, and the sprinkler beads on the top of the head sprayed down, and they slid down along the skin texture with white foam.

The man leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, allowing the water to wash his cheeks.

"Yes, yes, I said it."

"So what are you going to do?"

A woman's righteous face emerged in her mind.

Even if she wants to take revenge, what else can he do? He can only bear it.

The corners of his lips curled up helplessly, turned off the showerhead, picked up the bath towel on the towel rack and wiped it casually, wrapped his nightgown on his body and walked out.

At this time, the sun was just right outside the window. When it was projected on the bed, the blue quilt was bright. The man walked to the bedside table, picked up the watch on it, took a look, put it down, turned on the light, and then walked to the window, pulling all the curtains up, and the whole room suddenly became dark and there was no trace of light coming in.

Fu Hanchuan walked back to the side of the bed, lifted the quilt and lay in, not sleeping for a day and a night. He should be very tired at this time, but he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling without any sleepiness.

He took a long breath and turned his body to close his eyes forcibly. After a few minutes, the eyes opened again. Except for the undiminished red bloodshot, the eyes were still clear.

Hell, he actually felt that this comfortable latex mattress was not as hard as the park bench with hard legs that could not even stretch out his legs easily fall asleep.

Fu Hanchuan turned over and sat up, patted the pillow behind him, turned the pillow and lay down. What he thought about was the faint fragrance on her body.

He let out a long sigh, and he got up again. When he walked outside, Song's mother was cleaning. When she saw him wearing a nightgown, she was stunned and said, "Mr. Fu, don't you go to the company?"

In the past, even if he came back from a business trip, he would never have had a rest for a while. He would not have gone to the company in the study, and it was rare to see him doing nothing.

Didn’t you just say that the company is very busy?

Fu Hanchuan walked to the kitchen, took the wine and poured a glass of wine and walked out. When he saw the big white cat squatting on the balcony and kowtowed cat beans heartlessly, he glanced lightly and turned into the bedroom.

The man sat on the sand, holding a cell phone in one hand and a wine glass in the other. He took a sip and flipped the page of the cell phone with the other hand, looking at the information scrolling from time to time on it, a cold smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

He put his phone back on the coffee table, drank all the red wine in one sip, and his fingers on the coffee table slowly turned the cup, and his eyes were covered with cold and cold light.

He stood up and walked towards the side of the bed. The door was not closed tightly. The big white cat walked in, squatted under the bed and looked up, and his tail slowly shook.

The quilt was raised long, and the man lay on his back, his eyes closed, and his nose was smooth and long. At the corner of the bed, a white cat was there, his ears occasionally moved, and his tail surrounded most of his body.

Fu Hanchuan didn't go to Fu's family for three days. Fu Zhengnan was in charge of the company, so there were no chaos. It was just that there were more board meetings than usual.

During this period, no statement was released, and Su Xiang's studio did not, which further confirmed the content described in the articles. However, neither Fu nor Chang made any response, and it seemed that they wanted to deal with this matter in a cold manner. As time went by, the news that had become popular gradually cooled down, but the company's stock price had not yet rebounded to the original point, which was a damaging reputation.

For those business people with a keen sense of smell, they began to hear some rumors that Fu Hanchuan was undermined by the board of directors.

In a Japanese restaurant, several men and women gathered here, with exquisitely decorated private rooms, and the clothes and dresses of men and women all show a high level.

One of the women in Dior spring outfits smiled at Liang Yihui and said, "Yi Hui, you said 6 Vicky is back. It's true or false. Isn't it a lie to us?"

Chen Chen gave her a blank look and choked, "It's true, you'll see it when Vicky comes later." What a fool, I'm stupid. Vicky is really good. They just have a dinner party for a few of them. Why call these people here?

6Wicky was imprisoned, and these people immediately changed their minds and joined other famous socialites. When they came to this restaurant, they just wanted to watch jokes. Why bother to make themselves uncomfortable?

The woman was not angry when she was choked. She glanced at the door, then raised her hand and looked at the Dior watch on her wrist and said, "It's getting late, why haven't you seen anyone yet? I'll have other dates later." If she hadn't wanted to see how the Swan Princess was in a bad mood, she wouldn't have come here.

The woman was just planning to leave with a glance, so that she could have a new topic of conversation in other socialite circles. As soon as she finished speaking, another woman wearing a Dior dress smiled and said, "endy, why are you anxious? It's rare for everyone to get together. How long has it been since we played together?"

It sounds like she is trying to smooth things over, but in the next sentence, I know that she is holding the same purpose of watching jokes. The woman turned her eyes and said with a smile: "You guys, how is Vicky now? Her foot is so serious. I heard that she went to Canada after she was released from prison. Has it been cured?"
To be continued...