"This one suits him." Shu Yun singer Li held a black men's shirt with dark stripes, and handed it to Mu Liang with his backhand.

The curvature of the corners of Mu Liang's mouth was suddenly cold.

"Mrs. Mo, the color of this shirt is not suitable for Mr. Mo!" Mu Liang didn't reach out to pick up the clothes, and the curvature of his red lips had a deep meaning.

Hearing her words, Shu Yunge was stunned, shook his head and said, "This shirt was chosen for Jin Chen, he must like this color." ”

As she spoke, she handed her shirt to Mu Liang again.

The anger in his heart gradually rose, Mu Liang pushed her hand away with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "You call Mr. Fu in front of people, and you call Jin Chen in front of people, are you demonstrating in front of me?" ”

"Demonstrations?" Shu Yunge's face was slightly gloomy, "I didn't mean that, I just got used to it." ”

Habit?

Mu Liang sneered, thinking that your habit is really free, how can you get used to it in front of her!

"You'd better change this habit!" Mu Liang's eyes were calm, and his tone was tepid, "Our Fu Jinchen has a lot of problems, and he doesn't like people other than me to call him that!" ”

The corners of Shu Yunge's eyes sank.

Looking at the stiff smile on the corner of Shu Yunge's mouth, Mu Liang made an amazing move again. She reached out and picked up the shirt, turned it to the clerk next to her, and said, "I want one size smaller." ”

The clerk answered and hurriedly went to change. Shu Yunge froze in place, her expression sank, she clearly remembered that Fu Jinchen was wearing a size of 42, what number was wrong?

"He's lost weight." Mu Liang seemed to see through Shu Yunge's concerns.

Shu Yunge moved his mouth and explained: "Mrs. Fu, in fact, I don't mean anything else, I'm just ......"

"No need to explain!" Mu Liang interrupted directly, and saw the clerk come back with a brand new shirt, "You just need to remember, I'm Mrs. Fu, understand?" ”

Mu Liang opened the purse and directly took out the supplementary card of Fu Jinchen's credit card to settle the bill. Shu Yunge saw the black card in her hand, and the expression in her eyes dimmed for a moment.

Swipe the card to checkout, Mu Liang is very fast. She grabbed her pocket, turned and walked two steps, then turned back again.

Walking in front of Shu Yunge, Mu Liang paused and said in a deep voice: "Mrs. Mo, when you were with Fu Jinchen, I didn't bother, right?" ”

Shu Yunge's eyebrows furrowed, as if he didn't understand the meaning of her words.

Mu Liang likes to go straight, so he simply picked on Kaiming and said: "Be kind, since you have nothing to do with me when you separated, then today I also ask you to stand in a distance and watch quietly." If you don't want to look, close your eyes, but don't pretend to be a blessing! Because your eyes clearly write unwillingness, and you want to get him, are you blind to me? Or, do you really think you're pretending to be good? ”

Hearing this, the blood on Shu Yunge's face faded.

Looking at Mu Liang who turned to leave in front of him, the look in Shu Yunge's eyes was gloomy, and his red lips tightened unconsciously. Fu Jinchen has already been snatched away by her, why are you still sprinkling salt on her wounds? Mu Liang's family background is not wealthy, why can she have such good luck? Why did you want to snatch Fu Jinchen?!

When he took a taxi home, Mu Liang carried the bag in his hand, and his mood was inexplicably gloomy. Because of Shu Yunge's words, as well as her natural expression, she was very unhappy.

Maybe Fu Jinchen and Shu Yunge were very in love with each other, but they had separated three years ago. And the reason for their separation has nothing to do with themselves, right?

So, she doesn't owe anything to anyone. Two years ago, she agreed to register her marriage with Fu Jinchen, completely because of the agreement between Fu Mu and the two families, she should have stood in front of Shu Yunge with confidence!

"Four young grandmothers." The maid was cleaning under the cloister, and when she saw her return, she greeted her respectfully.

Mu Liang nodded and walked into the living room with his things. None of the family came back, only Cao Wanxin was sitting on the sofa in the living room, eating.

"Liangliang." Seeing her go home, Cao Wanxin smiled.

"Second sister-in-law."

Mu Liang sat beside her and gradually put away the different colors on his face, "What are you drinking?" ”

Hearing her ask, Cao Wanxin pursed her lips and said, "Chicken soup, sister-in-law ordered the kitchen to stew." ”

Chicken soup again?

Mu Liang frowned, looking at the brightly colored chicken soup in Cao Wanxin's bowl, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Hey......" Cao Wanxin sighed, spooning the chicken soup in the bowl lightly, "This soup sister-in-law also bothered to arrange, and I don't want to drink it, but this taste is a little bitter." ”

Mu Liang nodded, empathetic. The angelica chicken soup that Yao Qin told the kitchen to stew was bitter, and she didn't like that taste.

Suddenly, Mu Liang remembered something, went upstairs, took out things from the bedroom and came back.

"Second sister-in-law," Mu Liang pushed a large box of dry goods in front of Cao Wanxin and said, "These things were brought by my mother, and they were said to be for you to replenish your body." ”

The dried sea cucumber in the box was very large, Cao Wanxin thanked her gratefully, her eyes were slightly red, "My health is much better, but every time I think of that child...... will be heart-wrenching. ”

Mu Liang held her hand and couldn't stop comforting, "Don't be sad, if you take care of your body, there will definitely be a baby in the future." ”

"Liangliang, thank you." Cao Wanxin sniffed and wiped away the wetness from her eyes. She raised her face, looked at Mu Liang's eyes, and said, "In fact, in this family, the two of us should be united and work together, compared to the sister-in-law, we have more common language." ”

Hearing her words, Mu Liang didn't answer, and smiled faintly. After all, everyone is a family, do you still have to form a gang?

Mu Liang has been at home since he was a child, and the family of four is affectionate. She is used to that kind of intimate living environment, and she doesn't like the Fu family's model of dividing everything from you and me and drawing a clear line.

After sitting down for a while, Mu Liang made an excuse to leave. Fu Cheng woke up and started to make noise, and Cao Wanxin returned to the small building behind.

Before going upstairs, Mu Liang passed by the kitchen, and she sent the other dry goods she brought back to the kitchen. Cai Yongfen brought back the more expensive tonics such as scallops and sea cucumbers that she was usually reluctant to eat, and asked her to give her family a taste.

"Fourth young grandmother, give it to me." The maid in the kitchen took the things and put them in the cupboard.

Mu Liang glanced at the cabinet full of ingredients and sighed secretly. The Fu family really lacks nothing, and it seems that the things brought by the mother will not be eaten for a long time. She raised the corner of her eyes slightly, saw the Chinese medicine cabinet on the side, and asked curiously: "Are all the nourishing herbs at home given by the grandmother?" ”

"Yes." The servant replied casually.

There were some dried medicinal herbs on the kitchen counter, Mu Liang raised his finger and pointed, "What is this?" ”

"Angelica."

This is Angelica? Mu Liang blinked, bent down and stared at it for a long time, and after the last moment, she picked one up and put it on the tip of her nose to sniff lightly, and suddenly smelled a very strong smell of medicine.

It doesn't smell good!

Mu Liang put the angelica back and pursed his red lips. The angelica chicken soup stewed by Qiao Di last time tasted sweet, but the chicken soup stewed at home always tasted bitter.

"The taste of angelica, if it is bitter, what is the matter?" Mu Liang is not proficient in cooking, so he asked suspiciously.

The maid was busy with the matter at hand, and didn't think deeply about her question, "No, the medicinal materials at home are all good." ”

Wouldn't it?

Mu Liang pouted, how could it not? Every time she drinks chicken soup, she feels bitter, and her second sister-in-law's chicken soup is also bitter. Dinner was being prepared in the kitchen, and she didn't want to interfere with the servants' work, so she had to leave.

But after returning to the bedroom, Mu Liang was still wondering, why was the chicken soup she drank bitter? !

In the evening, the black Land Rover drove back to the villa. Fu Jinchen parked the car, pinched the car keys and walked inside. The living room was empty, and Fu Dongting and You Chuxiu were not at home.

On such days every year, they would be busy hanging out with relatives, and Fu Jinchen didn't feel strange, so he went back to the upstairs bedroom.

I opened the door and entered, and there was a bag on the bed. Fu Jinchen stretched out his hand to open it, took out the shirt inside and looked at it in his hand, his thin lips slowly hooked up a smile.

"I'm back." Mu Liang packed up his things and came back from the closet and saw the man who entered the door.

Fu Jinchen held the shirt in his hand and asked her with a smile: "Give it to me?" ”

Sent him? Hum!

Mu Liang was angry when she thought of this, she snorted without smiling, and did not answer positively. Anyway, this dress is a swipe of his card, even if it is given to him.

The man opened his shirt, raised it in front of the mirror and compared, the corners of his mouth raised, "The eyes are not bad." ”

Does that mean he likes it very much? The corners of Mu Liang's eyes sank, and he stood behind him, his sharp black eyes narrowed, and said, "Mrs. Mo personally chose it for you." ”

"Mrs. Mo?" Fu Jinchen was stunned, and the five fingers holding his shirt tightened.

"That's right," Mu Liang nodded, his eyes harmless, and said, "The Mrs. Mo you know, or should you call her Shu Yunge...... Or Ann? ”

Hearing her words, the look in Fu Jinchen's eyes suddenly sank, "What do you mean?" ”

Mu Liang does not shy away from this topic, but he also does not want to bring it up easily. But if there is always someone who reminds her endlessly, then she simply picks it out herself.

"I don't like to snoop on other people's privacy, so I've never asked about your past!" Mu Liang stood in front of him, not afraid of the man's powerful aura at all, his tone was silent, and said: "However, if I don't ask, it doesn't mean that I don't know anything!" Even if I don't want to know about those things in your past, someone will always mention it to me! ”

Fu Jinchen's restrained eyes moved, and his thin lips pursed unconsciously.

"Fu Jinchen!"

Mu Liang suddenly raised his head, his delicate little face was extremely calm, but it was dyed with a chill that people couldn't be underestimated, "You have your past, and I have my past, so this is not too much!" But if you bring your past into my life, into our life, it will be disrespectful to me! ”

After the words fell, Mu Liang walked into the bathroom with a cold face and locked the door.

After she finished her series of words, she didn't give Fu Jinchen a chance to talk back or explain at all. As soon as her words fell, the person walked into the bathroom, and Fu Jinchen couldn't find a chance to speak.

He stared at the shirt in his hand, raised his hand and threw it on the bed, but Mu Liang's last words were circling in his ears.

In the bathroom, Mu Liang leaned his back against the door, his face slightly nervous. She can be very strong in front of Shu Yunge, and she can be very strong in front of Fu Jinchen, but when she faces herself, she is always jealous.

In fact, at that moment just now, she was panicked, so she subconsciously hid in the bathroom. She didn't dare to look into Fu Jinchen's eyes, let alone wait for his answer uncertainly.

Too many people have warned her that Fu Jinchen and Shu Yunge fell in love with each other so vigorously back then, and even Fu Jinchen thought about abandoning everything in the Fu family for her! But their ending ended gloomily, Mu Liang did not feel happy, but felt even heavier in his heart.

Lovers who once loved each other so much will eventually separate. Now that she and Fu Jinchen, this kind of marriage that started at the behest of her parents, how long can it last? !

Somewhere in the bottom of my heart, it hurts unexpectedly. Mu Liang walked to the mirror, looked at his gloomy eyes in the mirror, and slowly closed his eyes.

It is said that if you don't love, your heart won't be chaotic. But her heart is in turmoil now, is it because of love?!

……

In the villa halfway up the mountain, the lights are bright.

In the spacious and bright dining room, Song Aiyu sat in the middle, smiling and stretching out her chopsticks to pick up the dishes for the people around her, "Grandpa, you try this white chopped chicken, I have a hand." ”

Song Rufeng smiled in his eyes, stretched out his chopsticks to taste it, and said with a smile: "It tastes good." ”

Song Aiyu narrowed her eyes and gave Song Qinghua another clip, "Mom, you can eat too." ”

"Thank you." Song Qinghua answered, holding the rice bowl a little stunned.

Her answer inexplicably made Song Aiyu's heart tremble. For so many years, Song Qinghua has never been so polite to her!

Dinner was very dull, and recently, Song Rufeng had a cold face every day and didn't smile at anyone. Song Aiyu tried her best to make him happy, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was always too perfunctory.

In the middle of the ring, Song Rufeng put down his chopsticks and returned to the study alone. Song Qinghua instructed the servant to make ginseng tea and followed in.

In the blink of an eye, in the restaurant of Nuoda, only Song Aiyu was left. She stared at the two empty seats, a chill in the corners of her eyes.

Picking up the phone, Song Aiyu found the number and dialed the phone out, "Hey, is it Sang Hui?" ”

"Aiyu?" The other party's voice was excited, "I am." ”

"I have something to ask you for." Song Aiyu's expression was calm, and she did not see the slightest fluctuation.

"You say," Sang Hui held her phone, "as long as I can help you, I will definitely do my best." ”

Song Aiyu frowned slightly, lowered her voice and told the person on the other side of the phone her explanation. Later, she hung up the phone, and her pretty face gradually turned cold.

Mom is hers, grandpa is hers, and everything in the Song family is hers! If she can't grasp her grandfather's heart, then Song Qinghua's heart, she must hold it firmly in her hands.

The next morning, Song Qinghua received a call from Sang Hui, and he didn't even go to the company, but drove directly to the cemetery.

"Sister Hui."

Song Qinghua was dressed in black and came to the familiar tombstone.

"Tsinghua ......" Sang Hui was teary-eyed, kneeling in front of the tombstone and crying into tears.

"Sister Hui, what's wrong with you?" Song Qinghua was surprised, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, "Is there an accident at home?" Or do you need money? ”

Sang Hui choked and shook her head, held Song Qinghua's hand tightly, and cried: "I dreamed of Sang Yu last night, he was covered in blood, and he cried to me with a bloody appearance, saying that he died so unjustly!" ”

Hearing this, Song Qinghua's face turned pale instantly. She bit her lip and reached out to hug Sang Hui softly.

"Qinghua," Sang Hui cried on her shoulder, "Our Sang Yu is really wronged!" Everything he does is for you and for you. ”

"I know it." Song Qinghua's eyes gradually rose, and she comforted Sang Hui softly, her expression dyed with cold.

Not long after, Song Qinghua drove Sang Hui home, and then she drove back to the company. After stopping the car, Song Qinghua turned off the fire, and the fingers holding the steering wheel kept tightening.

The tragic situation of Sang Yu before her death appeared again and again in front of her eyes. She can't forget that despair, and she can't forget the man who brought her despair!

In this life, her hatred for Jian Huaiyi will not be reduced by half a point!

Pushing open the office door, there is a bouquet of lilac dandelions in a vase on the desk. Song Aiyu was standing in front of the table, fiddling carefully, and when she heard footsteps, she turned around with a smile.

Song Qinghua stood in front of the door, looking at the person opposite in a daze. For a moment, the tip of her heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Mom." Song Aiyu put the vase away and walked towards her.

Suddenly stretched out his hand to hug her in his arms, and the expression in Song Qinghua's eyes fluctuated. She hugged the person in her arms tightly, as if holding all of her, "Aiyu ......"

She muttered under her breath, her eyes a little sour. This is the child of the Sang family, a relative of Sang Yu, and she once vowed to love her daughter for the rest of her life!

Song Aiyu hugged her mother back and leaned on her chest obediently, "Mom, I love you." ”

"Baby, Mommy loves you too." Song Qinghua's arms kept tightening, and his tone was firm, "You are your mother's hope and mother's sustenance." ”

Song Aiyu hooked her lips slightly, listened to Song Qinghua's excited words, and smiled with satisfaction. As long as Sang Yu is a dead man's chess player, then her position in her mother's mind will never be replaced by anyone!

At that time, in the office on the top floor of the Fu family, Gao Sen pushed the door in.

"Four less."

The man sitting in the black swivel chair moved his eyes and pursed his thin lips, "Did you find it?" ”

"Got it." Gao Sen opened the information and said, "The brokerage company to which Miss Shu belonged back then was acquired three years ago. But two years ago, the brokerage announced its collapse. ”

Fu Jinchen's dark eyes sank instantly, "Who bought that company?" ”

Hearing his question, Gao Sen hesitated for a moment, but he had to tell the truth, "Chairman." ”

Smack-

Fu Jinchen stood up, grabbed the car keys on the table, and left with a calm face.

The black Land Rover was speeding on the driveway, Fu Jinchen was holding the steering wheel with both hands, and his handsome face was gloomy. That's right, who else could have the strength to help him get rid of the entanglement of lawsuits overnight and destroy the popular singer in one fell swoop, except for his father?!

It's a pity that Fu Jinchen never thought that his father would force Shu Yunge to make such a serious accusation against him at the expense of his son's reputation. Don't you know that if things go wrong, he will go to jail!

The red light in front of him turned on, Fu Jinchen did not stop according to the regulations, he turned the steering wheel and forced the car to turn left. The anger in his heart rose higher and higher, and the temples on either side of his forehead tightened.

This is the real reason why Shu Yunge left the country, no wonder she wants to marry Mo Jin, the tens of millions of debts created by Fu Dongting for her are also enough to put her in prison!

It turned out that his great father had already calculated that if Shu Yunge did not compromise, she would go to prison and lose her reputation. If she is obedient, although she will be spared imprisonment, she will inevitably go away from now on.

In this way, they can be taken apart forever and saved from future troubles forever!

"Hehe-" Fu Jinchen's thin lips crossed a sneer, and the anger in his heart was beyond measure.

Crunch –

Parking the car in the courtyard, Fu Jinchen pushed the door and jumped down, striding inside.

"Fourth Young Master!" The servants called lightly, and Fu Jinchen went upstairs expressionlessly, ignoring anyone.

Walking to the second floor, Fu Jinchen pushed open the door of the study with a gloomy face, and his movements were very impulsive.

"Why don't you knock?" Fu Dongting raised his head, he was watching the album, and he looked displeased between his eyebrows.

The man stood in front of the door, looking at his father across from a short distance. Who is he? Fu Dongting, the ruler of the Fu family and the patriarch of the Fu family. He holds the supreme power in his hands, which is enough to make people happy and to make people sorrowful.

Such a father is too strong to surpass!

"Something?" Fu Dongting saw him stunned in place, raised his eyebrows and asked.

Fu Jinchen lowered his gaze and removed the different colors under his eyes. He smiled and shook his head, the expression on his handsome face had returned to normal, "It's not a big deal, the directors of the company want to have dinner with you, let me make an appointment." ”

Fu Dongting casually flipped through the calendar and said, "Tonight, you go with me." ”

"Okay," Fu Jinchen responded, "I'll arrange it." ”

Fu Dongting nodded, not asking more.

Turning around and walking out of the study, Fu Jinchen hung down at his side and tightened his hands fiercely. It's ridiculous, why is his life, his feelings, all ruthlessly swayed by others?! Unexpectedly, with such despicable means!

In the bedroom on the third floor, Mu Liang opened his eyes and sat on the bed to stretch. Today is the last day of the holiday, and she has to put in the intense work tomorrow.

Standing up and walking to the window, Mu Liang only had time to see Fu Jinchen's car and drove out of the villa. How did you get back?

"Four young grandmothers." The maid knocked on the door with a plate and asked, "Have you woken up?" ”

Mu Liang let her in, pointed downstairs and asked, "Is Fu Jinchen back?" ”

"Yes," the maid put down the chicken soup and replied, "The fourth young master has something to do with the master, but he just went out again." ”

Mu Liang pursed his lips, thinking that he was back, why didn't he come to see her? Is it that busy?!

"Your chicken soup." The servant gave her the spoon and said, "Grandma Da Young commands, let you drink it while it's hot." ”

"Put it down."

The servant put the chicken soup down, and without much delay, turned and went downstairs.

There are a few days a month when he drinks this kind of chicken soup, and Mu Liang doesn't like the taste. She scooped it up and sniffed it, immediately frowning. Obviously it's all the same ingredients, why is the soup stewed by Qiao Di so delicious?

Stirring the spoon gently, Mu Liang stared at the chicken soup in the bowl, and the doubts in his heart gradually rose. She picked out some of the angelica from the soup, carefully wrapped it in paper, and put it in the bag. She was going to send those angelica to the pharmacy to ask if it had expired? Otherwise, why are you so bitter!

Suddenly, Mu Liang walked into the bathroom with chicken soup, opened the lid of the toilet and poured it all in. A sly smile crossed the corner of her eye, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want to drink such a bad thing anyway.