Chapter 311: Eight Years of Bondage

"She doesn't need you to be nice to her, does she?"

Lu Yiyou's words were indeed muttering to herself, and Murong Xue on the other end didn't hear it clearly, and her happy emotions had already overwhelmed her mind.

What she is looking forward to now is Lu Yiyou's return from Jianghai City, and she can't wait to rush to Jianghai City and Lu Yiyou's side immediately.

For people who have already exploded their desire to win, they are always excited at the moment they get it.

But her excitement didn't bring Lu Yiyou a little emotion, he was just faint, faint, as before.

"If you don't know when you're going back to City A, I can go to Jianghai City to find you right now."

Murong Xue is still a little woman in love at this time, in the past, Lu Yiyou always had the label of Shang Wu on his body, but today this label was finally torn off.

She got carried away with excitement.

"Murong Xue, in addition to hoping that you know that Lan Muxian is not your mother, one thing I also want you to know is that between me and you, even if we get married in the future, it is just a commercial marriage, I want the right to business cooperation in Los Angeles, and the Murong family, as the largest local business force in Los Angeles, just takes what everyone needs."

This paragraph shocked Murong Xue, because in her cognition, Lu Yiyou would not be wronged for the sake of business cooperation opportunities.

After all, Lu Shi no longer needs to exchange President Lu's life for any opportunities.

Yes, Lu Shi is very powerful, but it won't really be like Lan Muxian told her, the business cooperation here in Los Angeles is what Lu Yiyou's father wanted to win the most before his death, right?

Murong Xue thought to herself for a while, and said with a smile, "It's okay, Lu Yiyou, as long as you are willing to be with me, you will fall in love with me in the future." ”

Her self-confidence made Lu Yiyou feel a little uncomfortable.

This phone call ended quickly, and Lu Yiyou hung up directly without even saying hello.

His faint ink eyes looked at the scenery outside the twentieth floor, Jianghai City in December was particularly solemn, here is neither south nor north, sandwiched in the middle of the whole country, the summer is very hot, the winter is very cold, and there is goose feather-like snow, but it will not be piled high.

The city was empty, memories swirling high in the sky, and his crystal tears were pouring down.

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City A.

In the afternoon, Lan Muxian's luxury car parked in the most luxurious villa in City A, Shang Wu woke up dimly from his sleep, and people who rarely stayed up late occasionally stayed up once, it was really like asking for a small half life.

She opened her eyes with some resistance, and when she found that the person next to her was Lan Muxian, she simply calmed down a little.

Lan Muxian pointed to the entrance of the Thorn Garden, "Get off, Shang Wu, it's here." ”

Shang Wu looked at the splendid and even the security guard at the door was wearing an Armani suit in the Thorn Garden, and shook his head in a depressed mood, "I don't want to go in." ”

Lan Muxian sighed, "Let's go, let my mother see how your life has been in the past few years." ”

Shang Wu's expression was a little stunned, she just reacted to something, more like she had just woken up now, and gratefully threw herself into Lan Muxian's arms, "Mom, I thought you were dead, I thought I would never see you again, I thought ......"

Lan Muxian patted her trembling shoulder comfortingly, "Okay, don't cry, mom is back." ”

This sentence that my mother is back, finally made Shang Wu's heart less haggard.

In the hall of the Thorn Garden, the lights that look warm on weekdays are no longer warm, and Aunt Zhang's figure also knows where to go, and the man who used to sit on the ink-colored sofa and read financial newspapers is gone.

All this seemed so lonely and depressed, but there was a touch of Lan Muxian's gentle voice.

Shang Wu looked at her mother pouring tea in front of her stupidly, as if she flew to twenty years ago like a time machine, in her childhood, Lan Muxian was such a gentle woman, she would add tea and pour water, she would smile very gently, she would do laundry and cooking, and all housewives would do.

Lan Muxian handed the fragrant tea to Shang Wu, and the moisture rising from the warm tea surface moistened Shang Wu's petite face.

She looked at Shang Wu's delicate face with relief, took a sip of tea and sat next to her, and said lovingly, "Xiao Wu, the longer you look, the more like your mother." ”

Shang Wu's heart was moistened by these words, but she couldn't get excited.

After she took a sip of hot tea, she looked at Lan Muxian, I don't know if it was because of the mist of the tea, her eyes looked red, "Mom, what have you experienced over the years, why did you see me after returning to China, but you pretended not to know me, and now you come back to recognize me?" ”

The feeling of crying just now is over, and now all that remains is curiosity about her past.

Lan Muxian put down the teacup in her hand, and the turquoise tea shook slightly when the cup touched the coffee table, with a trace of waves, just like Lan Muxian's mood at this time, being able to sit and chat face-to-face with Xiao Wu like this is probably her only extravagant wish for so many years, right?

But there was a hint of guilt in her eyes, not for the lack of guilt in Shang Wu's life in the past few years, but ......

"Xiao Wu, my mother had an accident on the day she got the divorce certificate with your father, the woman named Cheng Manjiao thought that I was smashing your father to death, so she planned to come to me to settle accounts, she asked me to go to the valley cliff in the sightseeing area of City A, I didn't expect her to be such a vicious person, she took advantage of my defenselessness and pushed me down."

Recalling the past, Lan Muxian still had palpitations, she didn't know how to accurately express this feeling, but she knew for sure what it was like to walk on the death line.

"At the moment of falling, I didn't think that I could be saved at all, yes, it was Murong Zheng who saved me, but because he saved me, he ......"

Lan Muxian choked up and continued, "Because of saving me, something happened to him himself, and soon we went to the United States, and then put down roots there, and as it was, we got married." ”

In addition to the jealousy of the past, her eyebrows and eyes are probably more relieved, right?

Now Shang Yaolong has been dead for many years, and Cheng Manjiao is also going to sit in prison because of various things.

It doesn't seem like there's anything to let go of.

Shang Wu didn't ask why the two divorced back then, although they were their parents, Shang Wu respected their decision, and, "Mom, I want to thank Murong Zheng for this person." ”

Lan Muxian's face changed slightly after hearing this, but she quickly recovered, she just shook her head, "Murong Zheng is over there, and he probably won't return to China, his physical condition is not very ideal." ”

Shang Wu nodded, and also put down the teacup in his hand, the tea in the teacup was almost drunk to the bottom, Shang Wu finally dared to ask that question, "Mom, then you, do you like Murong Xue?" ”

Over the years, Lan Muxian has been Murong Xue's mother for many years, and Shang Wu doesn't know what kind of mentality she has to ask this question, but she just feels a little sad.

Lan Muxian's face rarely showed such an unanswerable expression, she laughed a little embarrassed, then stroked Shang Wu's forehead, and said, "Since my mother is married to Murong Zheng, then Murong Xue is also my nominal daughter, Murong Zheng is very good to me, so I naturally like Murong Xue in this love." ”

This answer made Shang Wu not know what to say, to be precise, because of Lu Yiyou's relationship, she didn't like Murong Xue very much, but the situation in front of her was that her relationship with Murong Xue was very delicate now, so subtle that it made people uncomfortable.

Shang Wu swallowed his saliva a little nervously, and then asked cautiously, "Then do you know about Murong Xue and Lu Yiyou?" ”

Shang Wu's three questions were too direct and sharp, which made Lan Muxian a little stunned.

She nodded, indicating that she knew, "Do you know that Lu Shanhe's son is Lu Yiyou's father?" ”

Shang Wu nodded seriously, looked at Lan Muxian's eyes, and waited intently for the following.

Lan Muxian sighed and continued, "Lu Yiyou's father wanted to open up the market in Los Angeles the most during his lifetime, and it can be regarded as one of his last wishes, hey, it's a pity that the world is impermanent, and that car accident ......"

"The achievements of Lu Shi over the years are obvious to all, in fact, in terms of business, it is not necessary to cooperate, but in terms of feelings, this cooperation plan, Lu Shi has to win, so ......"

Lan Muxian shrugged his shoulders and continued, "That's all I know. ”

She performed very well when she said this, there was no flicker in her eyebrows and eyes, maybe in the past twenty years, helping Murong Zheng deal with business matters, she had already cultivated Lan Muxian's temperament of being honored and pampered, even if she was telling a big lie now, she could be calm.

Lan Muxian silently read in her heart: Xiao Wu, I hope you can forgive me this time.

Of course, Shang Wu can't hear the voice in her heart, but what she says in words, Shang Wu can understand.

Her willow eyebrows frowned deeply, "In other words, in order to fulfill his father's regret, Lu Yiyou chose to marry?" ”

Shang Wu's heart ached for no reason, and her wryly smiling face was as ugly as it was.

"If Lu Yiyou could remember my eight-year bond with him, would he still choose to marry now?"

How slowly Shang Wu said this, how bitter her heart was.