Chapter 17
Chapter 17: Upset again
Fu Hanchuan glared at Su Xiang, who was pretending to be asleep, and said to Fu Ying: “Tell your mother to get up for dinner.”
After speaking, he turned and left.
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It’s okay for Su Xiang to be hungry, but it’s impossible to starve his son.
Fu Ying ran out to the restaurant by himself, holding Fu Hanchuan’s leg and asking him to feed him. Fu Hanchuan glanced at Su Xiang with a cold face, and his heart burst into flames again.
She couldn’t laugh at him anymore?
He made gestures with the wild man, smiling sweetly.
Fu Hanchuan picked up his son and threw it into her arms, too lazy to talk to her, let her feed his son.
She stopped talking to him and pointed her mobile phone at him, and he was still talking nonsense to her.
Su Xiang’s habit of obedience to this kind of bullying has long since reached his habit, and silently picked up Fu Ying’s children’s bowls and chopsticks to feed.
She didn’t eat anything for lunch, and Fu Ying ate a lot. After eating, she gave the child to Song’s mother and went back to the room by herself.
Mother Song glanced at Fu Hanchuan, and said cautiously: “My wife’s complexion is not so good, is she sick?”
Fu Hanchuan was startled, without any indication.
In the afternoon, Fu Hanchuan held a video conference with his subordinates in the study to discuss the problems of the European market. After dinner, Su Xiang went to sleep again and only got up after two o’clock.
TV rebroadcast the TV station’s Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. When Fu Ying saw the sign language dance, he could already learn the gestures by himself.
Su Xiang watched his son not move well, and taught him hand in hand.
Fu Hanchuan ended the meeting and came out to pour water. He saw the warm picture of Su Xiang and his son, his cold face softened slightly, and he leaned against the wall to look at them.
Mother Song saw the empty glass in his hand and hurriedly said, “Mr. Fu, let me pour water for you.”
Hearing the voice behind him, Su Xiang looked back, his smiling face sank immediately.
Seeing Fu Hanchuan handing the cup of water to Mama Song with a blank face, and then told Mama Song to pour another cup of water, he sat down on the sofa by himself.
Mother Song gave him a weird look, but after seeing Su Xiang, she immediately understood something and went to pour water.
Fu Hanchuan looked at the TV screen: “I heard that you wrote and directed this program?”
Su Xiang nodded and let go of his son’s little hand.
Fu Ying happily performed to his father, and said Nuo Nuo: “Baba, look at me.”
The little guy ran to the front of the TV and gestured together to follow the rhythm of the TV. It was very cute.
Fu Hanchuan glanced at Su Xiang and said, “Very good. I heard that this show won an award. You should get the award from the TV station.”
In the newly opened competition system this year, the program will be scored online, but it will not be announced until a week later.
Su Xiang was stunned for a moment, and looked at him in surprise: Really?
Fu Hanchuan was an important guest at the banquet. He was there at the time, and the news should not be wrong.
Seeing her bright eyes, Fu Hanchuan glanced at the two words on the phone again, his face sank suddenly, and he was upset again.
“Sir, your water.” Mother Song carefully looked at his face and put the water cup on the coffee table.
Fu Hanchuan didn’t immediately pick it up to drink, but rummaged in the cabinet next to the sofa, and saw that he took out a box of cold medicine.
“Take the medicine first.” He took two pills and handed them to her.
Su Xiang was stunned, she did feel a little groggy, but it was much better after a nap, but she still took the capsule and swallowed it.