"Fu Ying is over one year old. You know, the child has no memory before he is four. If you leave at this time, he will not have a deep memory of you in the future."

Su Xiang just pinched his palm tightly, without any response.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at her clenched fist, relaxed her expression of looking down on Su Xiang with a noble attitude, and sighed and said, "What's the use of persisting like this? You have no feelings for Hanchuan, you have no feelings for the Fu family, and the Fu family has no feelings for you, let alone you."

"You tried every means to marry into the Fu family, just to save your Su family. Although the Su group can't be said to have recovered to the past, they finally survived the crisis safely."

"You also see that with Hanchuan's status, what he wants is a wife who can assist him outside and care for him inside. You can't do these two things."

"As for Fu Ying... I know that you can't bear to leave him, but the child grows up... Of course, I don't dislike my mother's children, but you really hope that when Fu Ying grows up, others look at his mother, can't speak?"

"His identity is the heir to the future Fu family."

Su Xiang lowered her head, her fingernails had already pinched into her palms, and her tight body shook slightly.

"Su Xiang, time passes quickly. You think carefully. Now that you leave the child, it only hurts, and he will soon forget you. Jin Yuxin is very good to Fu Ying. In the future, she will also regard Fu Ying as her own. You don't need-"

Before the word "worry" was said, Su Xiang couldn't bear it and turned around and left.

...

Every time Su Xiang goes to the old house of Fu, she will not feel good after returning. Song’s mother has long been used to it.

Su Xiang asked Song’s mother whether Jin Yuxin was back by herself today or someone came to pick her up. Song’s mother hesitated and said, “It was Assistant Qiao Shen who drove to pick her up.”

Qiao Shen is the special assistant next to Fu Hanchuan. Jin Yuxin appears at tonight’s dinner, which goes without saying.

Su Xiang didn't ask anything else. After accompanying Fu Ying to sleep, she went back to her second bedroom to sleep. Only a wall light was left in the living room. After cleaning up, Song's mother went back to the lower room to rest.

In the middle of the night, Su Xiang was sleeping hazy. When she heard a sound at the door, she turned over and continued to sleep without getting out of bed to see.

It must be Fu Hanchuan who is back.

She slept heavily and didn't hear the sound of the door unlocking until the heavy pressure on her body forced her to wake up.

Fu Hanchuan's hot lips scattered between her neck with the smell of alcohol. His big hands crawled under her pajamas and skillfully stripped off her clothes...

After finishing, Fu Hanchuan hugged her and fell asleep directly. His arms were very strong. Whenever this happened, Su Xiang couldn't push him away to take a shower.

The sticky feeling made her uncomfortable, and his arms made her even more uncomfortable.

Her hard chest, her body temperature was stacked on her two people, and her heart beat much faster than usual. In this state, it was difficult for her to fall asleep.

Su Xiang opened her eyes and looked at the moonlight that penetrated through the gaps in the curtains.

Tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is so beautiful. On his way home, can we enjoy the moonlight together?
Chapter completed!