Looking at Song Rume like this, Fu Yu suddenly had a feeling in his heart. She just tilted her head to look at her, and in spite of what you said, there was a great irony behind this face.

Fu Yu stood up suddenly, his face a little stiff: "That's all I have to say, Miss Song, goodbye." ”

Song Ru and I were still smiling: "Okay, goodbye." ”

Sheng Yang saw that Fu Yu was leaving, and she was having a lot of fun on the side, and she specially greeted: "Goodbye, Aunt Fu Yu, I have time to play in the future!" ”

Fu Yu nodded and left, his steps were fast, and the back of walking in the street park with high heels was not so good-looking, and it even made people feel almost ...... Flee.

Sheng Yang licked the lollipop and ate it with relish, she immediately came to Song Ru's side and asked curiously, "Mom, what did Aunt Fu Yu tell you?" ”

Song Ru lowered my head, still with a smile on my face: "She told me that she likes your father." ”

Even if she is young, she knows that the word like can't be used casually, and in her consciousness, like is a word stored between her parents and parents, how can a third person use it?

Sheng Yang has been a person who loves and hates clearly since she was a child, and at this time, Aunt Fu Yu's status in her heart suddenly wavered.

Song Ru saw her little face wrinkled, patted her head again, and teased her: "I am young and have a lot of ideas." ”

"I hate Aunt Fu Yu anymore." The little girl said with some seriousness: "Mom, were you really on an alien planet when I was very young?" Mom, you're going to stay with me forever, okay? ”

What kind of child is Sheng Yang? Because of his father's monstrous favor, he looked like he didn't know the suffering of the world, innocent, simple and even a little domineering and arrogant. The little girl only knows how to laugh and never shows weakness. But now, she was so pitiful, like a poor little beast anxious to get her mother's love.

Song Ru: For this child, no matter how rational my heart is, I will always feel pain. The softest part of her heart tingled slightly, and every bit of pain reminded her of the guilt she felt about this child.

"Okay, we'll be together forever."

"Daddy will always be with us, okay?" Sheng Yang thought for a while: "Mom, you said you didn't want your father before, but how can a child not want a father." ”

Song Ru didn't speak, her eyes sank slightly, and the corners of her mouth were just smiling.

And Fu Yu, who originally said that he would come back tomorrow, suddenly appeared in Xiangjiang Villa today. The old housekeeper was already familiar with her, so he naturally let her in. At this time, Sheng Congsu had just finished lunch and was resting reading by the bookshelf in the living room.

He was reading Agatha's famous "Murder on the Orient Express" when he saw her come in, and with some reluctance he closed the book, raised his eyes and asked her, "What is it?" ”

Fu Yu faced him, some words along the way were tossing and turning in her stomach, and she took a deep breath: "I have something to tell you." ”

Sheng Congsu frowned, seemingly impatient.

He has always been like this to people, and if he is not interested, he will find it troublesome to even give him an extra minute, but his good upbringing prompts him to give people a thin face, and he can't just walk away. Fu Yu was a little embarrassed at the moment, she looked at the man opposite with a pair of narrow sharp eyes squinting slightly, like a lazy cheetah, and her heart grew wildly.

Fu Yu has known since he was a child how important it is to be with a good man who is rich and powerful. And people like Sheng Congsu really have a fatal attraction to her.

So Fu Yu stood in front of him, word by word, it seemed to be the fist and fist between old friends, her tone was soft, and it seemed to sigh: "Sheng Qi, you can't live if you do your own evil." ”

Sheng Congsu heard this, and finally looked at her, as if waiting for her to say the next word.

Under his gaze, Fu Yu said simply, "I know about you." ”

"Our business ......" Sheng Congsu sneered, muttering in his mouth: "Our business? ”

In early spring, the afternoon sun hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, slowly refracting on Sheng Congsu's face. He sat there like this, a book in his hand, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, as if he were laughing at himself and mockingly.

"You know what." He finally stood up, facing a scene, a villa by the mountains and rivers, a large open space in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a large artificial lake in the distance.

He could see it, but Fu Yu didn't know what he was looking at.

"Song hates you as much as I do, do you have a good ending?" Fu Yu even persuaded bitterly: "She has always loved Li Mubai, and she even loves an impostor." What's the point of you doing this? ”

"I've heard she even wants to kill you. Sheng Qi, they all say that their parents' blood relationship is indispensable, but Song Ru I can not even want Sheng Yang, what are you expecting? ”

Sheng Congsu's back didn't move, his gaze still lingering on the large lake in front of him.

So Fu Yu decided to take a dose of fierce medicine: "Do you think she forgot everything?" I see she remembers everything! ”

"She's staying with you now just to get revenge, are you sure you want Yang Yang to have such a mother? A mother who wants to break up the family all the time? ”

A low laugh finally came out, and this laughter was full of self-deprecation, but it was more of a love that Fu Yu didn't understand. It's like seeing through you, when you're just a clown.

Fu Yu was stunned, and he heard Sheng Congsu ask her as if he was understated: "How do you know these things?" ”

Although his tone was light and his tone was quite gentle, Fu Yu, who had worked in front of him for five years, knew that Sheng Congsu at this time could not be provoked. Fu Yu finally saw him turn around, his long, narrow Danfeng eyes that had fascinated him and stared at her tightly. There was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were cold to the bone.

"Tell me, how do you know?"

He said word by word, with a lofty posture, but in an aggressive tone.

Fu Yu knew that at this moment, she could only tell the truth, and if she said a lie, she didn't even know how she died.

"Sheng Qi......" Fu Yu's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears came down in a flash. Her tone was extremely choked: "Sheng Qi, you should know that I love you." ”

His eyes were red from crying, and he was unmoved, just looking at her coldly, as if he were looking at an inconsequential person.

"I have divorced Li Mubai now, and I finally know that I can't wronged myself, I want to give myself a chance, so I investigated Song Rume. She doesn't love you, but I love you, and I love Sheng Yang. Sheng Qi, I don't believe you don't know I love you. ”

"You love me?" Sheng Congsu pulled the corners of his mouth as if he had heard some joke, and then lowered his voice and said word by word: "I don't want to see you again." ”

Fu Yu couldn't believe it, she took a step back, tears were still on her face, and she shook her head: "Sheng Qi, it's been five years, I don't believe it." ”

Sheng Congsu seemed very bored, and his brows furrowed on his cold face: "You don't have to go to the auction house in the future." Fu Yu, you should know that I hate people who calculate me the most. ”

"Let's go." Sheng Congsu snorted: "I never say it a second time." ”

When the old housekeeper heard the movement, he couldn't help but come forward to persuade him: "Miss Fu, you can go first." Xiao Qi has been in a very bad mood these days, don't mess with him anymore. ”

Fu Yu had a plan in his heart, and finally went out, walked on the path in the villa area, and immediately wiped away his tears.

Sheng Yang and Song Ru and I played until about four o'clock in the afternoon before coming back, and the mother and daughter held hands. Sheng Yang saw the old housekeeper and called sweetly: "Grandpa Chen~"

The old housekeeper glanced at their mother and daughter, and after thinking about it, he could only ask, "What does Mrs. want to eat today?" ”

Song Ru and I still said casually, the old housekeeper was stunned on the spot, and looked at Sheng Yang: "What about you?" ”

"Oh, I want to eat my mother's cooking."

When Song Ru heard this, she immediately laughed, so she agreed: "Okay, I'll do it today." ”

Sheng Yang happily ran into the living room to find his father, and soon reported the good news, she chattered around Sheng Congsu's side: "Seventh! Seventh! Mom cooks today! ”

Sheng Congsu didn't play with the little girl as usual, he just nodded to indicate that he understood, and then said, "I'll go up to deal with business, and you come to call me when you eat." ”

"Huh?" The little girl was confused, and only after realizing that her father seemed to be a little unhappy today: "Oh. ”

Until six o'clock in the evening, Song Ru and I finally finished making four dishes and one soup with the help of the home cook, which was enough for a family of three. Sheng Yang observed it, he looked good, and the color scheme was also very good-looking, which made people very appetizing.

So she jumped upstairs and called, "Daddy! Father! Come down and eat! ”

Sheng Congsu stood at the staircase on the second floor, and the bright lights in the living room illuminated the room as bright as day. He hung his head, and he could see Song Ru and me serving food and pouring drinks. She looked like a dream with her head down.

"Old Seven!" Sheng Yang poked him stunned: "What are you doing, hurry up, my mother's cooking looks delicious!" ”

Sheng Congsu finally took the little girl's hand and led her downstairs.

The food on the table was bubbling with an appetizing aroma, and Song Ru and I even set the chopsticks by ourselves, and when I saw the father and daughter coming, I smiled at them: "Sit down." ”

Sheng Congsu stood in front of her for a few seconds, and then finally sat down. There are always times when a second feels like a luxury.

After eating, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the villa was so quiet that even the wind could be heard. Sheng Yang proposed to go out for a walk to eat, and he needed his parents to move forward together.

If it was left in the past, Sheng Congsu would definitely ask Song Ru for my opinion first, and if she felt tired or unwilling, she would not force it. This time, Sheng Congsu just turned his head sideways, and took a windbreaker casually, looking like he was waiting for Song Ru and me to go out together.

Song Ru was stunned, but he followed him out.

The night breeze was still cool, Sheng Yang's big eyes were wrapped in a long scarf, she walked among her parents, holding a person with a small hand, and felt that she was so happy that she could fly to the sky.

The villa area was still very quiet, only the "rustle" sound of the wind blowing towards the leaves, Song Ru I walked slowly, which was just the right degree for Sheng Yang, but for Sheng Congsu's long legs, it was like moving.

But Sheng Congsu didn't say a word, just walked quietly to the side. The dim light of the street lamp hit his knife-like side face little by little, his eyebrows are handsome, the side face is flat, and his posture is calm, which is the best work of art polished by time and family background.

Like his treasures in the auction house, Sheng Qi is a noble work of art in his own right.

After walking for a while, Sheng Yang began to be lazy: "Seventh, I want to hug me." ”

Sheng Congsu is such a person, whatever his daughter says, Sheng Yang said that he wanted to hug it, and he immediately squatted down and hugged the little girl in his arms. Warm and broad chest, Sheng Yang leaned on it softly, but his little face smiled at Song Rume.

Song Ru and I fell behind the two of them, and the neatly cut trench coat lined his broad shoulders and narrow waist to the ground. And he also has a lovely daughter of Yuxue on his shoulder, and anyone who sees it thinks it is a happy picture.

Song Ru lowered his head and pulled the corners of his mouth slightly. And just at this inadvertent, Sheng Congsu suddenly stopped, and with a gentle "bang", Song Ru and I hit Sheng Congsu's back at once.

There was already some familiar breath, Song Ru and I felt sour and hateful in my heart, and this strand of affection slowly swept in, like the sea rolling in at high tide, drowning her little by little. She was almost breathless.

"Are you alright?" Sheng Congsu finally asked her.

"Hmm." Song Ru nodded, and then she saw Sheng Congsu turn around, and then stretched out his hand to herself, meaning to pull her along.

The distance between them was almost none, and the two bodies were so close together. His outstretched hand was beside hers, slender and powerful, with distinct joints.

"Let's go." She was still staying, but she had already been pulled by Sheng Congsu's hand, turned around and walked away.

The night breeze continued to blow, and Sheng Yang's "giggle" laughter was crisp. Song Ru and I were pulled to his side by him, and the silk blown by the wind gently swept on her face, and as soon as Song Ru and I looked up, I saw Sheng Congsu's narrow Danfeng eyes like today's stars.

She didn't know what he was thinking, and she didn't think to know what he was thinking.

There's still a long way to go, and it's just them along the way. Sheng Yang laughed a few times and then rubbed his eyes, and said angrily, "Mom, I'm sleepy." ”

Today she has played like crazy, and of course she will get tired very quickly. Song Ru saw the little girl lying in her father's arms with great peace of mind.

I always feel that this is the passage of time, like many, many times will be thought of. He hugged Sheng Yang, and Song Ru walked beside me. Sheng Congsu couldn't help but tighten his hand a little, after so many years, he actually realized that he had never held her hand.

They have never been in love like a couple in the past, and they have jumped several steps in life, and then it is too late to fall in love again.

After Sheng Yang fell asleep, none of them spoke. Song Ru and I were obediently led by Sheng Congsu, and I kept going around the villa area, and then went home together.

After entering the house, Sheng Congsu let go of his tightly held hand, he first went upstairs to set Sheng Yang up, then took off his windbreaker and jacket, took the hot tea handed by the old butler, and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window with the tea, not knowing what he was looking at.

He faced Song Rume with his back, and Song Ru and I immediately went upstairs to wash up, and no longer talked to him.

Song Ru I went back to the bedroom, opened her e-mail, there was an e-mail that had been lying in her mailbox for a long time, she read it once, she hid it, today I don't know why she flipped it out again.

1i1y。 I feel like I'm about to leave you, and I hope that my bones will be buried in Bousan after death, and the rest of my finances will be left to you, and I hope you will be well. I don't have to track you anymore, I've been being followed since I met you, and I thought it was the price. You forget about the past and live well.

Signed, Ji Fan.

This was the night before Song Ru and I fell down the hill, and Ji Fan's roommate, who was abroad at that time, took a photo of her. He finally graduated, packed his belongings, and found the suicide note that Ji Fan left in his house. Looking at the handwriting, it was written by Ji Fan.

And Fu Yu told her that it was Sheng Congsu's employee who drove Ji Fan to death. For the time being, let's not show the authenticity of Fu Yu's words, just take Sheng Congsu as an example. Song Ru: I think he's completely like someone who does this kind of thing.

What's more, that night, when she was in the countryside, she asked him if the last time was related to Ji Fan's death.

He was silent.

When she made up her mind, she was pushed off the cliff after getting the answer. The Manchu Qing love was suddenly cut off by one hand at the commanding heights, and then she really thought that Sheng Congsu was protecting her and loving her husband like a fool.

Song Ru I turned off the computer, walked out, and opened the door of the study. Sheng Congsu has been working from home since she was sick, and she has no chance, so she can only act in the dead of night.

She had already figured out where his most important text was. The safe behind the bookcase, it's a pity that the password she tried several times was incorrect.

Song Ru and I stood here, a little resentful. Four digits, not anyone's birthday. Other than these, Song Ru and I can't think of anything else.

These days, Sheng Cong became more silent. And today, Fu Yu came to test her. So Sheng Congsu, Sheng Congsu, who is many times smarter than Fu Yu, should also be present, she has already remembered it.

I think of the years that have passed one by one, and I think of the blood and tears that have flowed.

From not distinguishing between flat tongue to scolding in Chinese and English, how many roads has she walked.

Today's night is so good, the sky is full of stars, and it is very bright. The sound of flowing water and the night breeze came softly in the silent night, and everything was as if nothing had been born. The mansion and villa on Jiangsu Road, this pure gold cage, how can she, a caged bird, fly out?

Song Ru suddenly remembered something, her hands began to tremble slightly, and then she rotated the key of the safe, one number at a time: o721.

In the summer when they met for the first time, the day Li Mubai came to the countryside with a noble boy. There was a "click" sound, which was the sound of the key opening.

Song Ru's heart was beating wildly, and the answer was almost right in front of her, and she reached for the only file bag inside with trembling hands.

She couldn't wait to open it, and there was only a piece of paper and a photo inside, waiting for her to finish it. Song Ru and I froze there.

"What are you doing?!" It was clearly an angry voice.

This is the first time Sheng Congsu has spoken in this kind of tone in this house, cold and piercing, gloomy and angry. He quickly walked in front of Song Ru and took away the Wen Jiàn bag in Song Ru's hand without mercy.

Song Ru, who was caught red-handed, still couldn't believe it, and she snorted a few times as if she had a wry smile in her mouth. Suddenly, she began to cry, as if her heart were rending, and for the first time she had lost her mind and disguise.

"You remember everything." Not a doubt, it's a certainty, even a certainty.

Song Ru squatted next to me, covering her face with her hands, and she shrugged her shoulders from crying.

"You go." Sheng Congsu was extremely cold, and even brutally pulled up Song Rume on the ground, with a gesture of wanting to throw her out.

Song Ru finally came back to her senses, and her cold hands pinched Sheng Congsu's arm stiffly. She said: "Sheng Congsu, I hate you!" I hate you! ”

Sheng Congsu seemed to be stiff, but soon he said very arrogantly: "Go." ”

Song Ru and I suddenly ruthlessly snatched the file bag in Sheng Congsu's hand. She opened it, took a piece of paper and hit Sheng Congsu in the face.

The paper was mixed with a loud slap, and Sheng Congsu glanced at his cheek, and he watched as the paper fell to the ground.

The light is so bright that people have nothing to hide, and it also illuminates this yellowed paper ridiculously and shamefully.

It was a sketch, on the white paper, and it was Song Ru's sleeping face. Quiet eighteen-year-old sleeping face.

Song Ru and I took out the photos inside, and still slapped Sheng Congsu. Sheng Congsu took another slap in the face.

The photo shows Song Ru and me sleeping in a country house, with thin clothes in summer, let alone pajamas. Youthful skin is bare/exposed, and the waist is an angle that invites infinite reverie.

"Shameless!" Song Ru's tears had completely flowed, and only red eyes remained: "Why does Sheng Yang have a father like you?!" ”

Sheng Congsu was slapped twice, and looking at the angry woman in front of him, he actually lowered his head and smiled: "Song Rume, why are you crying?" ”

He laughed a little, then raised his head, his eyes were like torches, and stared straight at her: "What are you crying for?!" ”