After marrying the richest husband

Although it can be called an antique car, the sound insulation facilities in the car are still very good.

When Fu Xingzhou opened the car door and sat in.

Sang Qiao poked his head curiously and asked, "What did you talk to Mr. Zhuang outside?"

Fu Xingzhou started the car and turned to Sangqiao: "Want to know?"

Sang Qiao nodded quickly.

Fu Xingzhou twitched the corner of his mouth: "Come here again."

Sang Qiao propped up the seat cushion with both hands, and approached obediently and honestly: "I'm coming!"

Fu Xingzhou lowered his voice: "A little more."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao checked the distance between the two with his eyes, and curled his lips: "If you go any further, I'll hit your chin, and you lied to me again."

Fu Xingzhou softened his tone: "Then you look up."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao finally understood what Fu Xingzhou meant now, and raised his head to touch Fu Xingzhou's lips: "Uncle Fu, if you want to kiss, just say so! It's twisted and twisted!"

Fu Xingzhou was obviously not satisfied.

He looked at Sang Qiao in a calm voice: "One time is not enough."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Old men are indeed big pigs.

Why don't you say once is not enough before kissing?

In order to satisfy his curiosity, Sang Qiao had no choice but to lean over and give Fu Xingzhou another sip.

It's just that this time I haven't waited to withdraw to a safe position in time.

Fu Xingzhou pressed him into his arms from behind with one hand, held the hood on his head with the other hand, and kissed him almost suffocating.

When she was let go again, the thin red on Sangqiao's face soaked all the way to her neck.

He gave Fu Xingzhou a fierce look, then retracted to the co-pilot and sat on it.

Fu Xingzhou looked down at the gear lever between the driver's seat and the passenger's seat with some regret, and said to Sang Qiao, "I don't want to know what I just said to Zhuang Hui?"

Sang Qiao turned his face to the car window and wheezed for a long time before the blush on his face faded.

He covered his cheeks that felt like they were about to have a fever with both hands, and turned back vigilantly: "No, no more kisses, there are surveillance cameras here."

A few smiles appeared in Fu Xingzhou's eyes: "It's okay, Qiaoqiao, this building is also owned by Fu's."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Fu Xingzhou said: "If you like it, I will give it to you as a New Year's gift next year."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Getting rich always comes so hard to guard against.

Sang Qiao forcibly corrected his attitude, sat up straight and said to Fu Xingzhou, "Don't digress! You haven't said what you just said to Zhuang Hui?"

Perhaps because of the temporary itinerary, Fu Xingzhou did not bring a driver today.

He started the car, reversed the car out of the storage space, and then reached out and rubbed Sangqiao's hooded head.

Fu Xingzhou said: "I told Zhuang Hui to keep him away from you, otherwise I will..."

Sang Qiao opened his eyes wide: "What will happen?"

Fu Xingzhou: "I will be jealous."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Before Sang Qiao could react.

Fu Xingzhou opened his mouth again: "Sang Qiao, if you are in trouble and someone else helped you instead of me, then I will not only be jealous, I will also be jealous."

Sang Qiao looked at Fu Xingzhou.

Fu Xingzhou smiled: "Qiaoqiao, it took me so long to find you. Even if it's just a small chance, I don't want to give it to others, do you understand?"

Sang Qiao was stunned.

The night in Beicheng fell early.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the neon lights on the street have been lit up, and the flickering prints are printed on the car windows.

The top button of Fu Xingzhou's suit was undone, and his tie was torn off.

There was a black briefcase on the back seat of the car, in a crooked posture, as if it had been thrown there at random.

Sang Qiao paused, and asked softly with some hesitation: "Fu Xingzhou... have you really been looking for me?"

The original Land Rover, which can be called antique, makes a huge braking noise on the ground.

The smile on Fu Xingzhou's face faded, he turned the steering wheel and drove the car onto the side road, then stopped at a temporary parking spot.

"Qiaoqiao."

Fu Xingzhou opened the car window a very shallow gap, and took a cigarette case from the drawer.

After a pause, he put the cigarette case back.

Fu Xingzhou leaned against the back of the driver's seat, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Qiaoqiao, why do you ask that?"

Sang Qiao had never seen Fu Xingzhou like this before, he struggled for a moment, and swallowed the question that came to his lips: "No, I just suddenly remembered to ask."

The atmosphere was silent.

Fu Xingzhou didn't speak any more, and Sang Qiao couldn't figure out how to turn the topic back for a long time.

I do not know how long it has been.

"The way I saw you."

Fu Xingzhou stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his brows, "Until I found you, I would watch the surveillance video of that road every three days, although I even thought that you should never appear again."

Sang Qiao inexplicably felt that he seemed a bit scumbag, and asked sullenly, "And then?"

"Then."

Fu Xingzhou said, "I haven't learned how to draw, so I asked many painters to draw your appearance according to my description, but none of them look like you, and I can't find anyone."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao lowered his head and whispered, "Oh..."

Fu Xingzhou said: "Don't ask how I found you?"

Sang Qiao stretched his side over and gently hooked Fu Xingzhou, and said very obediently: "I want to ask."

Fu Xingzhou rejected Sang Qiao's ingratiating behavior, and gave Sang Qiao a meaningful look: "We'll see how you perform tonight."

Sang Qiao: "..."

No currying success.

Sang Qiao had no choice but to retract her legs secretly.

I was about to urge my exclusive driver to drive to buy a mobile phone and eat——

Then I heard Fu Xingzhou speak again: "Are there any other questions?"

Sang Qiao turned his head: "Huh?"

Fu Xingzhou was afraid that Sang Qiao would be cold, so he closed the car window that had been opened a crack, and then said, "Qiaoqiao doesn't want to ask why Sang Chongde said that Sang Qing was the one who got engaged to me at first, and then it became you?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao really didn't want to ask this.

Anyway, he has always been able to calmly accept the fact that he is not as good as Sang Qing, and he doesn't feel ashamed to be a substitute.

For him, being able to marry Fu Xingzhou is already a very good thing in his life.

In fact, Sang Qiao was really afraid that if Fu Xingzhou told the truth about the marriage and the substitute, all the things that could have been concealed would be cut open and exposed to the sun.

In the end, even this good memory is gone.

So he quickly wanted to interrupt Fu Xingzhou: "I didn't..."

"But I want to tell you."

Fu Xingzhou interrupted Sangqiao.

This is the first time Fu Xingzhou has interrupted Sang Qiao since the two got married.

Fu Xingzhou pulled the hood off Sangqiao's head, and said softly, "Because I made a mistake."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao was startled.

Fu Xingzhou seemed to like Sang Qiao's silly look very much. He looked at him for a long time before he said, "At the beginning when Grandpa went to Sang's house and proposed that I want to marry his youngest son, Sang Chongde understood it as Sang Qiao. clear."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao was stunned for a while: "...then what then?"

"Then I explained to Sang Zhongde again that the person I want is Sang Qiao."

Fu Xingzhou reached out and tapped the tip of Sangqiao's nose, "You are the one I want to marry from the beginning. There will never be anyone else before, and there will never be anyone else in the future. Do you understand?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao was completely stunned.

The model of the first generation of Land Rover was special and rare, and Fu Xingzhou's license plate number was also very conspicuous.

The two of them didn't stop at the temporary parking belt on the side road for long before they were watched several times by passers-by coming and going.

Although the sky is dark, the frosted car glass can prevent people outside from seeing the situation inside the car.

But Sang Qiao still felt that his face was getting hotter and hotter, as if he could fry a steak soon——

Inexplicably guilty, Sang Qiao put the hood of the sweater back on his head. After looking around for a while, he secretly pushed Fu Xingzhou: "I, I know! Let's go buy a mobile phone."

Fu Xingzhou has always regarded others as nothing, but he just felt that Sang Qiao, who was like a groundhog, was so cute that he had some thoughts that he couldn't put on the table.

Fu Xingzhou didn't immediately start the car as Sang Qiao wanted, but said, "What does Qiao Bao know?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao touched his hot face, but couldn't help but ignore Fu Xingzhou.

He pondered and pondered for a long time by himself, then he turned his back to Fu Xingzhou and replied, "Even... I don't like others, and I only like you."

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou loves Sangqiao's awkward appearance.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice sank several times: "Okay, then Qiaoqiao will do what he says."

Sang Qiao felt that his face was about to burn: "...I got it, I got it, let's go buy a mobile phone."

Fu Xingzhou finally started the car, and said quietly, "What do you want to buy?"

Sang Qiao secretly put his face on the car window to cool down quickly, and said casually, "Mobile phone."

Fu Xingzhou slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "What's your hand?"

Sang Qiao: "Ji...Fu Xingzhou!!!"

Sang Qiao was so angry that he ignored Fu Xingzhou all the way.

Fortunately, the time coincided, and the experience store was not closed yet.

President Fu stopped the loss in time, not only bought a new mobile phone for Sangqiao, but also equipped him with a set of tablet laptops and game consoles, and finally succeeded in making Sangqiao popular again.

Sang Qiao's health is not good, and Fu Xingzhou usually doesn't let him eat spicy or cold food at night.

The car got off the elevated road at the edge of the third ring road, and circled into a private restaurant.

The location of the shop is off the beaten path, not many people.

The boss was probably an acquaintance of Fu Xingzhou, so he greeted him in person, and he didn't leave when he saw Sangqiao: "Sit, you are Xingzhou's lover, right? He mentioned you to me many times."

Sang Qiao sat down on the wide mahogany bench and pointed to himself: "Ah? Me?"

The boss poured a cup of barley tea for Sangqiao: "That's right. When I was sailing and studying, I used to come to my place to eat alone. I didn't drink alcohol before, but when I got drunk, I would talk to me..."

Fu Xingzhou tapped the table with his knuckles, and glanced over indifferently: "Fang Ming."

The boss shrugged his shoulders towards Sangqiao: "Okay, the CEO thinks I'm bored, so let's not talk about it, I'll chat with you when you come secretly some other day, let's go cook!"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao really couldn't imagine that Fu Xingzhou had such a down-to-earth friend, so he secretly tugged at the corner of Fu Xingzhou's clothes: "Did you really eat here often when you were in school?"

Fu Xingzhou nodded: "Yes."

Sang Qiao propped his chin with both hands, and said with a smile, "Have you ever been drunk?"

Fu Xingzhou: "Yes."

Sang Qiao blinked and blinked: "Then are you crazy about drinking?"

Fu Xingzhou raised his eyelids, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Let me help you take a vacation with your director, and show you tonight?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao decided not to continue talking to Big Pig Trotter.

The restaurant is small and there are not many people. It happened that the boss came out of the kitchen with a tray.

Sang Qiao didn't pay much attention to being served, so he subconsciously stood up and reached out to help the boss put the dishes on the table one by one from the tray.

But only just touched the dish.

He was grabbed by the wrist violently.

Fu Xingzhou's voice was almost cold: "What's the matter with the hand?"