Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 11 He Holds the Broken Marriage Certificate
The cleaning took longer, and when Su Xiang walked out of the bathroom, Fu Hanchuan had already woken up.

The naked chest, the firm muscles are glowing with honey, and the healthy complexion also shows that the man's figure is extremely outstanding.

The man who got up in the morning had a different kind of charm. He sat half-sitting and looked at her in a lazy posture, but his eyes were extraordinarily sharp and cold, as cold as ice and sharp as a knife.

Su Xiang was startled, and his eyes fell on the marriage certificate held between his fingertips.

The dilapidated notebook was extremely ugly, and even the bright red color lost its original color when it was wrapped in tape, it didn't match his slender, bony fingers very much.

It seemed that those perfect hands destroyed the bright red book, which looked extremely cruel.

He looked at her coldly, and said coldly, "You just put it under the pillow?"

Su Xiang didn't deny it, since he revealed it, it's obvious, isn't it?

"Take it out every night and morning?" He shook his finger, showing a hint of mockery, "Do you regret tearing it up, or do you want to tear it up again?"

Cherishing and destroying, in the depths of his careless eyes, he couldn't see which answer he wanted.

Su Xiang took a deep breath, pursed his lower lip, and raised his hands to gesture.

—Yesterday, your mother told me that she wanted me to leave, she said...

Before she finished gesturing, Fu Hanchuan interrupted her impatiently: "I don't understand what you're talking about, that's fine."

He lifted the quilt to his feet and walked directly past her to the bathroom.

The strong wind brought by him when he passed by was blowing on his face, which was cool.

There was a loud "bang", and the room seemed to tremble.

Su Xiang took it for granted, but still couldn't help covering her ears.

She glanced at the closed door, she was really Ms. Zhuo Ya's own son, and she was not very patient.

However, although he has never learned sign language, he has lived together for nearly three years. Even if he can't understand some sign language, he should be able to guess some of it. Is it true that he can't understand it, or has he really never had the patience to guess?

The sound of a child crying could be heard vaguely from the next door, probably because he was frightened by the door closing just now, Su Xiang didn't stay long, and immediately went to the baby room next door.

After washing the child and coming out, Fu Hanchuan also came out of the room after tidying up.This weekend, he rested at home, wearing only comfortable house clothes.

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, neither having the desire to speak.

Kid Fu Ying was very happy to see his father. He didn't know that it was his own father who scared him just now.He waved his little hand for a hug: "Papa..."

Fu Hanchuan took the child in his arms and walked to the living room. Mrs. Zhuo Ya's gift was casually placed on the sofa. Fu Ying saw it and clamored for him to take it apart.

"Papa, take it apart... depends on it, take it apart..."

Su Xiang originally wanted to say not to dismantle it, the child doesn't know how to play at all, and it would be troublesome to clean up the broken pieces of the toy, so after thinking about it, he decided to give up.

When did Fu Hanchuan listen to her?

When she was making breakfast, Fu Hanchuan had already made a car model with his son.

Fu Hanchuan likes cars very much. All the luxury cars in the garage can be exhibited. In the early years, he even participated in car races, but since that incident, he never participated again. Collecting dust in the garage.

But judging from the model he made for his son, he still loves cars very much.

(End of this chapter)