The cocktail party organized by Sheng's is needless to say. Towering majestically on the shoreline, the banquet hall is located in the best location, with floor-to-ceiling windows looking out over the sparkling sea.

The people who came to the dinner tonight, in addition to the several groups that will cooperate with Sheng's in the future, there are also many other celebrities and businessmen who want to take this opportunity to climb and look for a piece of the pie.

The Fu Group occupies two places, which is also rare in the circle. Fu Pei'an is the son of the Fu family, and he has followed Fu Dongting for the longest time, whether in the company or in the social circle, his position cannot be underestimated.

Fu Pei'an appeared, and there was a son who was excellent in all aspects, and the father and son attracted everyone's attention as soon as they appeared.

Mu Liang raised his eyebrows and looked over, and all that was reflected in his eyes was a flattering smile. Even from a long distance, she could see the hypocrisy of those people. Fu Zheng should have come here directly from the airport, looking at his dusty appearance, his handsome face was dyed with a little tiredness.

Sighing lightly, Mu Liang pouted, Fu Zheng is really hard! In the past, his grades were top-notch in school, and now he still follows this style when he works.

The people around him were chatting and laughing, and Mu Liang could hear it standing here. Helplessly, no matter how enthusiastic those people were, how they laughed, Fu Zheng didn't buy it, he always had that expression on his face, not angry or smiling, cold and indifferent.

Poof-

Mu Liang couldn't hold back, and when he saw those people who offered good food, he just thought it was funny. They didn't know Fu Zheng, thinking that he was deliberately putting on a face, but in fact, his personality was like that, and he never smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Jinchen tilted his head and asked.

"Uh......" Mu Liang was stunned, stood on tiptoe in his ear, and said, "Aren't those people ridiculous?" ”

Hearing this, Fu Jinchen glanced at her, and his thin lips smiled slightly.

There are four groups that will participate in the cooperation in the future, but only three will be present tonight. There is also a company that I heard that it is the Mohs Group in Hong Kong, but the other party has not yet arrived.

Since the Song Group is also included, it is natural that it will also show its face. On this kind of occasion, Song Rufeng has long ceased to participate, and he is Song Qinghua's plenipotentiary representative. When she stepped into the venue, there was no small commotion.

Recently, the entertainment edition reported her peachy scandal, it is said that she changed her male pet again, and I heard that the little boyfriend she chose this time turned out to be a male model, and his figure and appearance are outstanding.

Mu Liang usually doesn't like to watch the entertainment version, but she can't stand Qiao Di's gossip in her ear every day. The more she listened, the more she naturally remembered and understood a little more.

"Auntie!"

Fu Jinchen took Mu Liang in his arms and walked over to take the initiative to say hello. If it weren't for the men around her pulling her, Mu Liang really didn't want to go over, and she didn't have a good impression of the people of the Song family.

"Four less." Song Qinghua turned around with a smile, and his tone was gentle. The Fu and Song families are not very affectionate, but they are also passable, after all, there are some business contacts, and the number of courtesies that should be there is still no less.

Song Qinghua was wearing a slim evening dress with silver glitter tonight, her tall figure was well-proportioned, and there was not a trace of wrinkles on her delicate cheeks, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't want a woman in her forties.

Mu Liang raised his eyebrows, slightly envious. If she reaches Song Qinghua's age, it would be great if she could be as beautiful as her!

"Hello."

Song Qinghua saw the people around Fu Jinchen, smiled slightly, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand. The last time she attended their wedding, she had seen Mu Liang, and she had previously participated in the selection of the spokesperson of the Song family, and she also had an impression of this child.

I didn't expect her to take the initiative to say hello, Mu Liang was a little surprised. She glanced at Fu Jinchen, and after seeing him nodding slightly, she smiled and stretched out her hand and shook it vaguely, "Hello." ”

Song Qinghua's eyes were sharp, she stared at Mu Liang, and the corners of her mouth opened a smile indifferently. People outside say that the threshold of the Fu family is high, but she is a little curious, what is so special about this girl, how can she marry into the Fu family?

However, Song Qinghua will not inquire about these questions. She has little interest in the affairs of outsiders, and since she has met and said hello, there is nothing to say.

After a few more polite words with Fu Jinchen, Song Qinghua turned around and left. On an occasion like tonight, the Fu Group and the Song Group are also in a competitive relationship with each other in a sense, and being too affectionate will inevitably make people have other ideas.

Seeing her walking away, Mu Liang retracted his gaze stupidly. For the Song family, she is inexplicably repulsed, if she can, she really doesn't want to deal with them!

In the banquet hall, there are musicians who accompany the musicians live. Every time Mu Liang saw a musical instrument, he would itch to get closer.

On the right side of the hall, there was a small music pool, and a woman in a white gown, with her supple black hair loosely draped behind her, sat on the edge of the harp, slowly plucking the strings.

"Like that?" Fu Jinchen saw that the person in his arms had straight eyes, and asked her with a smile.

Mu Liang nodded and asked, "Can I go over and have a look?" ”

There are many leaders in the business circle around, and Fu Jinchen can't be too indifferent. The connections in this circle are like this, they need to be maintained from time to time, even if they are superficial, but they can't be left out.

Looking up and glancing not far away, Fu Jinchen saw Sheng Mingzhan with one hand in his pocket, standing in the business and political circle teasing, his expression was as usual. He lowered his eyebrows, looked at the people around him, and admonished, "Go ahead, don't run around." ”

"Don't worry," Mu Liang hooked his lips and promised: "I'm not a child, I won't get into trouble." ”

Fu Jinchen pursed his thin lips, held a glass of champagne, and walked into the circle as well. Seeing him leave, Mu Liang smiled and lifted the hem of his skirt and walked to the closest place to the music pool.

Because he plays the piano all year round, Mu Liang knows a little about all musical instruments. However, she had never touched the harp, but she knew that the harp was the oldest plucked string instrument in the world.

Standing in front of the orchestra pit with great interest, Mu Liang's eyes were firmly fixed on the woman who was playing. She carefully observed the technique and saw that with the change of the pedal, she was able to adjust the pitch of the strings.

After the song, Mu Liang raised his hand and applauded, looking excited. In fact, the instruments have something in common, she thinks the shape of the harp is very beautiful, and the way of plucking and playing is also unique.

"Thank you." The woman who played stood up, lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed slightly to Mu Liang, which was considered a return gift. On this occasion to praise, although the appearance fee can earn a lot, but among the full guests, basically no one can appreciate it.

It is rare to meet an audience like Mu Liang, and the woman who plays the piano also feels gratified. Tonight's piano was finally not played in vain.

After listening to the song, Mu Liang was embarrassed to continue staring at others like this, and no one in the audience seemed to notice the orchestra pit at all. She pursed her lips, thinking to herself that these people don't have a level of appreciation at all, why bother to let people perform, they don't know how to respect others at all!

Mu Liang sighed, grabbed her handbag and wanted to leave, she turned around, but was startled by the man standing behind her.

"Wow!"

Mu Liang took a step back in horror, not wanting his heel to touch the edge of the orchestra pit, and the whole person fell backwards.

The man on the opposite side frowned slightly, reached out in time to clasp her wrist and pulled her forward a step.

"You're sick!"

Mu Liang had just stood firm, the anger in her heart surged instantly, she glared at the man in front of her, and said sharply: "Why are you standing behind me?" Still not saying a word? Do you know that people are scary and scared to death? ”

She crackled and said a lot, but the man opposite didn't speak, just stared at her with dark eyes.

Secretly gasping for breath, Mu Liang stabilized his mind, looked at Sheng Mingzhan's sharp eyes, and couldn't help but tremble. She pursed her lips and softened her tone, "Mr. Sheng, is there something wrong with you?" ”

"Why are you lying to me?" Sheng Mingzhan's restrained eyes were deep, his hands hung casually at his side, his eyes looked at her with a cold gaze, and the expression on his handsome face was undulating.

Mu Liang frowned, and said suspiciously: "Why did I lie to you?" ”

"You say, you don't have a messy relationship with Fu Jinchen?" Sheng Mingzhan pursed his thin lips lightly, and his voice sank.

"That's right," Mu Liang blinked and said with a smile: "The relationship between husband and wife, can it be regarded as a messy relationship?" ”

Sheng Ming Zhanjun's face was gloomy, and he glared at her and asked, "I have checked your information, can the Fu family have a daughter-in-law with a background like yours?" ”

Depend on!

Mu Liang was angry, is this disgusted that she has no background? It's really laughing to death, does she have a background and has something to do with him?

"Sheng Mingzhan!"

Mu Liangqiao's face was angry, and his dark eyes stared at him unkindly, "Does my background have anything to do with you?" And since you've checked my information, why haven't you done it thoroughly? Why can I marry into the Fu family, haven't you found out? ”

When the words fell, she reached out and pushed the person in front of her away, and walked forward with a snort.

"That's not what I meant." Sheng Mingzhan grabbed her wrist with his backhand and pulled her back in front of him.

Mu Liang was angry, and his tone was angry, "Then what do you mean?" ”

"I just want to know, are you really married?" Sheng Mingzhan's palm was slightly pressed together, and he unconsciously clasped her wrist.

"It's over!" Mu Liang was not lightly angry, and spoke in a very impulsive tone, "We have been married a long time ago." ”

She withdrew her hand, pulled out her handbag, took out her mobile phone, and found the photo she took with Fu Jinchen last time to show him, "You can see clearly, I didn't lie to you." If you still don't believe me, I'll show you the marriage certificate tomorrow! ”

Marriage certificate?

Sheng Mingzhan frowned, and a trace of loss quietly flashed in his eyes. The corners of his mouth hooked, and he said, "I'm not interested." ”

"Cut!"

Mu Liang took back his phone angrily and glared at him fiercely. She tightened her handbag, raised her head to stare at him, and asked, "Mr. Sheng, are you done with your questions?" Is there anything else you want me to answer? ”

Every time I saw her, she was so detached and indifferent. Sheng Mingzhan chuckled, dark eyes swept over her face, and then turned away gracefully.

Seeing him walk away without looking back, Mu Liangxin felt even more angry. What kind of person is this, don't talk about the inexplicable question, he turned around and left first after tossing for a long time? I'm angry, I'm angry!

Leaving the orchestra pit, Mu Liang turned her head to look for Fu Jinchen's figure, seeing that he was still surrounded by those people in the middle, she didn't want to go over and cause trouble. The corners of her mouth stiffened when she was smiling, and she didn't want to smile stupidly like that anymore.

Walking to the buffet area, Mu Liang held a food plate and chose to eat. If there is nothing to do, then you can only fill your stomach. The desserts at this hotel are exquisite, including Qiao Di's favorite macaron.

Almond rounds in various colors, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. Mu Liang ate two of them, and felt that this dessert was called a girl's crispy breasts, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it.

She took out her mobile phone, took two photos and sent them to Qiao Di, and soon received a reply: Mu Xiaoliang, hate it!

"Haha-"

Mu Liang covered his mouth and snickered, thinking that Qiao Di must be holding the picture at this time, scratching his heart and wanting to hit the wall!

In this corner, someone hurriedly walked to Sheng Mingzhan's side and reported: "Mr. Sheng, Mr. Mo's flight was delayed, but now that the plane has landed, our people are picking up people at the airport, and it is expected that they will arrive at the venue in thirty minutes." ”

Sheng Mingzhan's deep dark eyes narrowed, his gaze fell on the front, and he responded, "Well, go and prepare." ”

"Yes." The assistant left quickly, busy arranging for his subordinates to prepare.

In front of the champagne tower, Sheng Mingzhan was holding a glass of wine in his hand, his eyes drifted to someone standing in the dining area snickering, and his frowning brows relaxed. Isn't it just a macaron, as for eating like that?

The dessert is relatively high in calories, and Mu Liang already has a sense of hunger without eating much. She had just taken a sip of juice when she saw Fu Jinchen's calm face and walked towards her.

"Are you done?" Mu Liang put down the things in his hand, walked up to him, and asked, "Can we go?" ”

"Want to leave now?" Fu Jinchen raised his eyebrows and asked her.

Mu Liang really wants to go home, everyone here is so fake, she looks uncomfortable, "Can't you?" ”

"The reception hasn't officially started yet," Fu Jinchen chuckled and said, "There are still people who haven't arrived." ”

Okay, Mu Liang pursed his lips and swallowed those words back. Since they are all here, there must be a beginning and an end.

"Is there anything to eat?" The corner of his eyes swept to the little cream stained on the corner of her mouth, Fu Jinchen reached out to wipe it off for her, and asked her with a smile.

Mu Liang realized that she lowered her head embarrassedly, pulled Fu Jinchen to the dining area, and recommended to him the food she had just tasted and thought it tasted good.

"Delicious, right?" Mu Liang stared at him with a flat expression.

Fu Jinchen glanced at her lightly, which was enough to make Mu Liang understand that this man's sense of taste was out of order. It's obviously delicious food, but how can it have an expression in his mouth?

It's really boring?!

Seeing her look of loss, Fu Jinchen's thin lips were raised, and a smile flashed in his eyes. He is usually very picky about food, and he doesn't like those foods that have a strong taste or are greasy.

There was a sudden commotion in the banquet hall, and everyone looked over, only to see that the characters who had been long overdue tonight finally appeared.

Hong Kong's Mohs Group is strong. In this competition for Sheng's cooperation case, Mo's has been speculated by many people in the circle that the two groups should be rivals of each other.

Even if the Fu Group has the advantage, it has to be just in case.

"It's finally here." Mu Liang sighed lightly and stood on tiptoe to look curiously.

Fu Jinchen took her hand, brought her to his side, and said with a smile: "Go over and see." ”

Mo Jin, the president of Mohs Group, is over 50 years old. He came with steady steps in a dark gray suit. Although he is not young, his demeanor has not diminished, and the eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses are still sharp.

"Mr. Mo!"

Sheng Mingzhan is the master, so he naturally takes the initiative to greet him.

Everyone has been waiting for a long time, Mo Jin looked apologetic, he reached out and held Sheng Mingzhan with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "I'm really sorry, the flight was delayed, my wife and I have made everyone wait for a long time." ”

"It's okay," Sheng Mingzhan smiled, his eyes gentle, "This kind of thing is inevitable." ”

Being able to get the master's understanding is naturally a good thing. Mo Jin pulled the woman next to him and introduced everyone with a smile: "This is my wife." ”

Everyone looked at the voice, first amazed, and then couldn't help but sigh. This Mrs. Mo is young and beautiful, but is it too bad to marry an old man like Mo Jin?

The woman opposite had a delicate face, Fu Zheng casually glanced at her, but she was instantly stunned. How is she?

There was a crowd of people in front, and before Mu Liang walked into the circle, he had already heard someone sigh quietly, "It's a pity." ”

What a pity? She curiously pulled Fu Jinchen, and the two walked into the crowd.

Mo Jin stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around the woman beside him, patiently introduced her, and said, "Yun Ge, this is the Sheng president of the Sheng family, young and promising." ”

Cloud Song!

Fu Jinchen raised his head with a sigh, his deep gaze fell on the face of the woman opposite, and the expression in his eyes was instantly as cold as a knife. The woman standing next to Mo Jin is not Shu Yunge, her English name is Ann.

"Yun Ge," Mo Jin held the wine glass in his hand, holding the woman beside him happily, "This is the Fu family's President Fu, who is also young and promising, and he is really blue." ”

Hearing her husband's explanation, Shu Yunge raised her eyes slightly, she looked at the man opposite calmly, stretched out her hand politely, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, hello." ”

With such an indifferent tone, it seems that between them, it is really the first time they have met.

Fu Jinchen stared at her outstretched hand, and the expression in his eyes gradually darkened. His handsome face was slightly raised, and his deep eyes tightly grasped the woman in front of him, and the penetrating gaze was sharp.

"Hello, Mrs. Mo."

The man also calmly reached out and gently grasped her palm.

It's just that at the moment when Fu Jinchen's palm just touched it, Shu Yunge withdrew his hand first, and dodged skillfully.

There are a lot of women who come tonight, but few have temperament and are beautiful. Mu Liang stared at the woman opposite, his bright black eyes flashed, it turned out that this Mrs. Mo was so beautiful, but was it really good for her to marry a man who looked at least twenty years older than her?

"Hello, Mrs. Fu." Shu Yunge, who was wearing a black evening dress, walked over and took the initiative to stretch out his hand towards Mu Liang.

"You know me?" Mu Liang was surprised, thinking that it should be the first time they have met.

Shu Yunge's red lips were lightly pulled, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, "If I'm not mistaken?" ”

So you guessed?

Mu Liang showed a smile, shook her politely, and replied, "Mrs. Mo, hello." ”

The heads of the four groups have arrived, and tonight's banquet has officially begun. Sheng Mingzhan walked to the high rostrum, standing in the middle with an elegant but strong posture, and when he spoke, the audience was silent.

Through the microphone, Sheng Mingzhan's deep and magnetic voice was dyed with domineering. Mu Liang stood beside Fu Jinchen, occasionally raising his eyebrows and looking straight ahead, the expression in his eyes fluctuated slightly.

I have to admit that Sheng Mingzhan dares to unite these powerful groups, and he must have the ability and strength to stand out from the crowd. Mu Liang secretly sighed, feeling that for this kind of man, it was better for her not to offend!

The dinner lasted until very late, and Mu Liang stubbornly matched it. Although she doesn't like that circle very much, after all, she also has to worry about Fu Jinchen's face.

On the way back at night, Mu Liang glanced at the man next to him from time to time, and always felt that his expression was wrong.

"What's wrong with you?" In the second half of the banquet, Fu Jinchen basically didn't smile.

The man held the steering wheel with both hands and looked ahead with a restrained gaze. His eyes moved slightly, and he frowned, "Not much." ”

After a pause, he glanced at Mu Liang's worried look and added, "I'm a little tired." ”

"Oh." Mu Liang nodded, thinking that he was very tired. She feels tired of this match, let alone Fu Jinchen? On such an occasion, she basically couldn't help, she could only see him being surrounded by groups of people, constantly greeting him.

Hey, it's not easy to do business or something!

Driving home, Mu Liang opened the car door and got down. The temperature outside was very low, and she wrapped her hands around her shoulders, couldn't help but stomp her feet, and shouted, "It's so cold." ”

Fu Jinchen closed the car door and draped his coat over her. Mu Liang looked back gratefully, but saw that he walked up the stairs with his head down, and did not take her hand and go in together as before.

Under the door, Fu Zheng put one hand in his pocket and was smoking with his head down.

Mu Liang was slightly surprised, "You can smoke?" ”

Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows, subconsciously threw away the cigarette butt, and raised his foot to extinguish it.

The skirt under his feet was a little long, and Mu Liang almost tripped over. Fu Jinchen stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her waist, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, "Go slowly." ”

She also wanted to be slow, but his steps were too big for her to keep up!

"Fourth Uncle—"

When he was wiping his body, Fu Zheng suddenly spoke, Fu Jinchen turned his head to look at him and asked him, "Is there something?" ”

Mu Liang shrunk his neck, leaned on Fu Jinchen's arms, and looked at him with the same curiosity. Fu Zheng's deep eyes moved, his thin lips pursed lightly, and said, "Good night." ”

Then, Fu Zheng turned around and left first.

"Good night," Mu Liang responded, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Fu Jinchen's waist, and urged: "Come in, it's cold." ”

Hugging her slightly cool body, Fu Jinchen calmed his face and quickly took her back to the bedroom.

At the corner of the second floor, Fu Zheng stared at the backs of them hugging each other and walking away, with a complicated look in his deep black eyes.

When I returned to the bedroom, I was greeted with warmth. Mu Liang took off his coat, and his cold body finally warmed up, "This day has changed too fast, why is it suddenly cold." ”

She hung up her coat, turned around and saw the stunned man sitting on the sofa, and asked him with a smile, "Do you want to take a shower first?" ”

Fu Jinchen came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows and looked over, and said in a light tone, "You wash it first." ”

"Oh." Mu Liang took out a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom. There was a slight strangeness in her heart, every time she asked Fu Jinchen like this, he would be very shameless and ask to wash it together, why did he change sex tonight?

After a while, Fu Jinchen walked to the dressing mirror and pulled the top drawer open. Taking out the rose gold clavicle chain, his silent eyes were dyed with coldness.

He had thought more than once what it would be like if he and her met again. It's a pity that he guessed that it was so possible, but he never expected that her current identity was Mrs. Mo.