106 Broke her heart
Driving back to the mansion, Fu Jinchen parked the car in the yard and pinched the car keys to go in. He had one hand in his pocket, his handsome face visibly stained with the exhaustion of a hangover.
"Fourth uncle!"
Fu Cheng ran over, two small thick arms around his neck, asking him to hug him.
One hand lifted the little princess up, Fu Jinchen took her in his arms and walked in with her, "Have you had breakfast?" β
"I've eaten," Fu Cheng nodded, his black eyes blinking, as if reporting to him, "Orange Cheng saw that the fourth aunt didn't eat breakfast." β
glanced at the living room, and sure enough, he didn't see Mu Liang's figure. Fu Jinchen pursed his thin lips, the expression in his eyes sank, and he walked into the restaurant with Fu Cheng in his arms, "Mom." β
You Chuxiu stared at his son who had just entered the house, his face slightly angry. Cao Wanxin saw her face change, hurriedly hugged her daughter over, and took her to play in the yard outside.
"Where did you go last night?" You Chuxiu instructed the maid to prepare breakfast, and reached out to hand the soaked ginseng tea to his son.
Fu Jinchen took a sip and said, "There is entertainment." β
"You," You Chuxiu looked displeased, "Your father asked you before going to bed last night, and you are not allowed to do this again in the future!" β
"I know it." Fu Jinchen frowned, feeling irritable.
The maid brought the steaming breakfast, and You Chuxiu brought the hot milk to his son, so he didn't ramble and accompanied him to breakfast.
After eating a few bites at random, Fu Jinchen had no appetite and turned around and went upstairs. Pushing open the bedroom door, the room is quiet, and the mattress is neatly packed, no different from usual.
Fu Jinchen turned around and walked into the bathroom and quickly took a shower. He came out with a bath towel around him and stood in front of the closet to choose clothes.
He is more picky about clothes, he doesn't wear colors he doesn't like, brands he doesn't like, and styles he doesn't like. The color, brand, and style must match his heart, and the dress can be put on his body.
Fu Jinchen chose a black suit he liked, and he wore it skillfully. He stood in front of the mirror and took a hot bath, and most of his tired expression dissipated.
It's just that his forehead still hurts a little, which is the sequelae of drunkenness.
The items on the vanity mirror were neatly placed, Fu Jinchen lowered his head, picked up a lipstick and unscrewed it, the dazzling rose red was attractive. He moved his mouth, fiddling with his fingertips, and then put it back down.
He didn't go home all night last night, but Mu Liang didn't even make a phone call, hum! I don't care about him at all, do I?!
Fu Jinchenjun's face was gloomy, he picked up his coat casually, and turned around to go out. What's so great, he doesn't lack people to care!
Driving to the company, Fu Jinchen took the exclusive elevator upstairs, and when the elevator passed through the tenth floor, he didn't know what to do, so he suddenly stretched out his hand and held it.
The elevator door opened, and Fu Jinchen hesitated before stepping out.
The office area is quiet, with almost no keyboard tapping. Fu Jinchen stood in place with his hands in his pockets, raised his eyebrows and looked over, and saw someone sitting in a chair from a distance, staring at the computer to do things.
"Ouch, President!"
Someone behind him exclaimed, and Qiao Di smiled as he held his mug. Fu Jinchen raised his eyebrows, and his tone was calm, "Morning." β
Qiao Di smiled and replied, "Morning." β
She spoke loudly, unintentionally raising her voice, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
When everyone saw the president appear, they all stood up and said respectfully: "Morning president." β
Mu Liang's fingers tapping on the keyboard were stunned, and he subconsciously turned his head to look over, and sure enough, he saw a man pursing his lips not far away. He tilted his head slightly, his sharp gaze fixed on her, his gaze deep.
He didn't go home last night, and now he dares to stare at her, does he want to ask the teacher for his guilt?!
Mu Liangxin was annoyed, retracted his gaze lightly, and continued the movements in his hands, not wanting to deal with him. It's working time, so let's talk about it when we get home!
Seeing that she only glanced at herself very lightly, Fu Jinchen's handsome face sank completely. He stood stiffly in place, his curled fingers tightening. What would happen if he strangled her now?
It was rare for the president to come to the tenth floor, and his colleagues looked at him curiously, but when he saw that Fu Jinchen only looked at one person, some people seemed to understand.
Last time, Fu Jinchen openly had an affair with Mu Liang in the restaurant, and now he took the opportunity to come to see her, isn't it even more suspicious?
"Ahem!"
Qiao Di seemed to smell that something was wrong, and lowered his voice and said, "President, do you need me to call Liangliang over?" β
"No!"
Fu Jinchen's face turned angry and roared. Qiao Di was startled, and the coffee cup in his hand almost fell to the ground.
Because of Fu Jinchen's roar, the colleagues who had been watching the excitement instantly returned to their seats, not daring to peep. It's over, the president is angry!
Fu Jinchen turned around and walked towards the elevator, Qiao Di hurriedly pressed the button for him, and smiled with a smile, "President, you go slowly." β
Dingββ
The elevator door opened, and Fu Jinchen entered with a cold face, his thin lips pursed into a straight line.
Looking at his back as he turned and walked away, Mu Liang bit his lip, his eyes sour. Bastard, he came over early in the morning just to piss her off again?!
After a while, Qiao Di came back with coffee, sneaked over, and gossiped: "What's wrong with you?" β
"Not really." Mu Liang stared at the data in his hand.
"No," Qiao Di frowned, completely disbelieving, "No, why is the president dissatisfied?!" β
"Jiaodidi!" Mu Liang also roared.
The colleagues in the work area brushed their heads together, Qiao Di's face turned red, and he said angrily: "What are you calling so loud!" β
She snorted and turned back to her chair.
Suddenly, Qiao Di clicked on the MSN window with the mouse and quietly chatted with 'Gray Taro'.
"There's news."
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"Your president seems to have been abused a lot!"
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"They should have quarreled last night."
"Quarrel? What are you fighting about? β
"I don't know what to say, Liangliang refuses to say."
"Is the battle serious?"
Qiao Di glanced at Mu Liang, who was working hard, and replied, "The situation is not optimistic. β
Ten minutes later, Qian Xiang pushed open the door of the president's office and gloated at the table, "Fourth brother, where did you go last night?" β
Fu Jinchen pursed his thin lips, didn't even look at him, and said sharply: "It has something to do with you?" β
"Ask." Qian Xiang glanced at his tense handsome face and immediately smiled.
"Can you manage it?" Fu Jinchen raised his hand and threw away the folder in his hand, but he didn't read a word at all.
Qian Xiang pulled out a chair and sat down, and said leisurely: "Fourth brother, I can't control it, but someone can!" β
Hearing this, Fu Jinchen looked sharply, and his tone was gloomy, "Qiao Di has been doing well recently, you said, employees who work so hard should be sent abroad for training for a year." β
"Fourth brother......" Qian Xiang pouted, and immediately smiled: "You see that you are more serious, I'll just talk about fun." β
Fu Jinchen glared at him, and his voice warned, "Do you understand that happiness is sad?" If you steal food, keep a low profile, don't show off everywhere, and be careful of the trouble coming out of your mouth! β
His every word was ruthless, and Qian Xiang stepped down his face, thinking that this man was getting more and more stingy!
I originally wanted to see him laugh, but the joke didn't come true, and Fu Jinchen pressed his head, Qian Xiang left with a glance, returned to the desk, and typed quickly.
"The message is inaccurate!"
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"He's refreshed, and there's no sign of abuse?"
"Really?"
"I just finished being scolded by him!" Qian Xiang had a tearful expression.
Halfway, Qiao Di shook the window and said in shock: "Could it be that Fu Jinchen ate it secretly last night?" β
"......" Qian Xiang didn't dare to reply.
While eating lunch, Qiao Di kept staring at Mu Liang.
"If you have something to say, just ask?" Mu Liang ate in small bites, and he couldn't see anything abnormal.
"Hehe," Qiao Di smiled and said tentatively, "Liangliang, are you in a bad mood?" β
"Hmm." Mu Liang answered, his eyes staring at the rice bowl.
Qiao Di pouted, not daring to ask again. Mu Liang's expression was clearly written, don't provoke me! Where would she dare to ask more?!
After lunch, Mu Liang returned to his position and never moved. Qiao Di didn't dare to ask more, so he could only sigh silently.
At the seminar on new development projects in the afternoon, Fu Jinchen's sharp and aggressive momentum made everyone feel pressured. It can be said that Fu Jinchen made mistakes everywhere, and everyone didn't dare to speak later.
"Nothing to say?" Fu Jinchen had a calm face, got up and returned all the submitted plans in front of him, and said, "Redo them all." β
Whew!
Everyone was miserable, and the president said that they would have to work overtime for at least ten days.
Leaving the conference room, Fu Jinchen returned to the office with steady steps. The secretary carefully recorded the work plan and did not dare to be sloppy. Today, the president is in a bad mood, and not the blind can see it!
"President, you have a video conference at three o'clock in the afternoon." The secretary turned around and walked out, and Qian Xiang pushed the door in, looking anxious.
"Fourth brother!"
Seeing the secretary close the door, Qian Xiang pursed his lips and spoke, "Mo Jin had a heart attack last night, and the rescue was ineffective, and he died." β
Hearing this, Fu Jinchen's eyes instantly sank, "Is the news confirmed?" β
"Absolutely!" Money ringing guarantee.
"What's going on?" Fu Jinchen sat in the swivel chair and asked.
"The specific reason is still unclear," Qian Xiang pulled out the chair opposite and sat down, the expression on his face at this time did not dare to joke, and said truthfully: "Mo Jin's daughter rushed back from Hong Kong with a lawyer, not to mention that Mo Jin's cause of death is related to Shu Yunge, the police have passed by at this time." The Mo family is now in a mess! β
"Fourth brother," Qian Xiang stared at Fu Jinchen's tense handsome face, and said tentatively: "This matter, should we care about it or not?" β
Fu Jinchen's slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, his eyes were gloomy, "Mo Jin's daughter is so noisy, is there any other purpose?" β
"Humph!"
Qian Xiang snorted coldly and mocked: "I heard that Mo Jin's old man died too suddenly, and he hasn't made a will yet." β
So that's it?!
Fu Jinchen smiled, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, "Shu Yunge won't kill anyone." β
"I don't think so," Qian Xiang nodded, but his expression was hesitant after all, "But this kind of thing, if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of what if." β
"No whatever!"
Fu Jinchen's thin lips hooked lightly, and he said in a deep voice: "She was with me last night, how could she kill someone?" β
"Huh?!"
Qian Xiang was stunned, and then reacted, "You two ...... last night What's that? β
"Get outβ"
Fu Jinchen scolded angrily, reached out to pick up the car keys, and said, "You go and invite Uncle Lin to the police station for me, remember, be polite!" β
βOKοΌβ Qian Xiang nodded, "You don't have to worry about me." β
Seeing Fu Jinchen go out, Qian Xiang subconsciously asked, "Fourth brother, you help Shu Yunge, if you are a sister-in-law...... Your little wild cat knows what to do? β
Hearing his words, Fu Jinchen's eyes sharpened, and he said angrily, "What the do you mean? Do you really think it's tracheitis?! β
"Nope!" Qian Xiang waved his hand and said with a smile: "I didn't mean that, just for the sake of stability and unity." β
Now he can't take care of these, Fu Jinchen is too lazy to take care of Qian Xiang. He took the car keys and drove directly away from Fu Shi and rushed to the police station.
After getting off work, Qiao Di intended to ask Mu Liang to go shopping, and eighty percent of it was instructed by Qian Xiang. But Mu Liang didn't buy it, and Qiao Di was helpless.
Back at the Fu family's mansion, the atmosphere is still the same. Mu Liang returned to the third floor, went to change his clothes first, and then went downstairs for dinner.
The position next to him was empty, Mu Liangxiu frowned, thinking to himself if he was working overtime?
"What about Fu Laosi?" Fu Huanyan pulled out a chair and sat down, and said casually.
You Chuxiu was instructing the maid to serve the food, and when he saw Fu Dongting raise his eyebrows and look over, he hurriedly explained: "The fourth brother just called me and said that he would come back later if he had something to do." β
Although Fu Dongting's face was displeased, he did not get angry.
Mu Liang held the rice bowl, and his heart was blocked again. If you don't go home for dinner, you won't even call her?
"Liangliang, you eat this," Fu Huanyan picked up vegetables for Mu Liang, jokingly teasing her, "What, our Fu Lao Si doesn't come back to eat, you don't have any appetite?" β
Mu Liang lowered his head in embarrassment.
Fu Zheng stared at Mu Liang's gloomy expression, and the eyes under his eyes were dark.
After dinner, Mu Liangjing went back to his room. Fu Huanyan showed her new masterpiece to Mu Liang, and she talked for a long time, but Mu Liang didn't understand it very well.
"Why are you wilting?" Fu Huanyan sat on the edge of the bed, and Mu Liang didn't smile much all night.
"Sister," Mu Liang lowered his gaze and asked lightly, "Are you happy in this family?" β
Hearing this, Fu Huanyan sighed and smiled heartlessly, "Sometimes I'm happy, sometimes I'm unhappy." β
After a pause, she threw a piece of chocolate into her mouth and said, "I was happy when my parents spoiled me, and when they annoyed me, I was unhappy and didn't want to go home." β
Mu Liang hooked his lips, and really felt that Fu Huanyan was very simple-minded. It is rare to be born in such a complex family, and she can still maintain this innocence.
"Quarrel with Fu Laosi." Fu Huanyan blinked.
Mu Liang pursed his lips and did not speak.
"Look, I'll know the way." Fu Huanyan puffed up his chest proudly, "Don't worry, wait for him to come back, see how I clean him up!" β
Mu Liang smiled, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little stiff.
After a while, Fu Huan packed up his things and left. After she left, the bedroom was even more deserted.
Mu Liang stared at the clock on the wall, and the taste in his heart was complicated. She took out her phone and hesitated for a long time before dialing the number.
The phone rang many times, and it was only connected when it rang almost the last, "Hey? β
"Where are you?" Mu Liang's voice was very low.
Fu Jinchen glanced at Lin Zhi, who was negotiating, and walked to a quieter place to reply, "I have something to do tonight, and I have to go back late." β
Seeing Lin Zhi purse his lips and come out, Fu Jinchen hurriedly hung up the phone.
The voice on the other end of the phone was noisy, and before Mu Liang could ask in detail, the phone had been cut off. In the middle of the sound, she lay down in the quilt with a calm face and looked out the window with a disappointed expression.
At three o'clock in the morning, Lin Zhifang completed all the formalities.
"Xie Lu, Uncle Xie Lin." Fu Jinchen personally opened the car door for him, and his tone was respectful.
"Si Shao is polite." Lin Zhi glanced at Shu Yunge, who was not far away, and said meaningfully: "Although there is your testimony, it is best for Mrs. Mo not to have any abnormal behavior at present, otherwise it is easy to arouse the suspicion of the police." β
"I understand." Fu Jinchen nodded in response.
The black Land Rover drove smoothly in the lane, Fu Jinchen held the steering wheel with both hands and looked at the people around him, "Are you okay?" β
Shu Yunge nodded and said, "It's okay, it's just a little tired." She sniffed hard and pushed the tears back from her eyes.
Driving the car to the Mingwan Villa, Fu Jinchen parked the car outside the villa, turned to look at her, and said, "I helped you find a lawyer, about Mo Jin's property, you can start the inheritance after the liquidation." β
"Xie Lu Xie," Shu Yunge's eyes turned red, and he choked up: "Jin Chen, really thank you." β
Fu Jinchen raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked her: "Why didn't you tell me when something happened?" If I don't show up, aren't you going to tell the police that we were together all the time last night? β
Shu Yunge lowered his gaze and looked gloomy, "I don't want to cause trouble for you." β
Hearing her words, Fu Jinchen's sword eyebrows frowned, and a trace of amazement slid across his handsome face. He looked at Shu Yunge's pale face, and her lonely appearance at the police station, and his eyebrows tightened unconsciously.
"Ann," Fu Jinchen raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "If you have something, you can call me." β
Shu Yunge raised his head in a daze, looked at his deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble. She bit her lip, her eyes sourly swollen, "Jin Chen, don't you hate me?" β
Hate?
Fu Jinchen looked away, his voice was slightly cold, "I don't want to talk about the past." β
Unbuckling the seat belt, Shu Yunge opened the car door and went down, and said softly: "It's late, you go back quickly." β
"Hmm." Fu Jinchen glanced at the time and hurriedly drove the car away.
It wasn't until his body disappeared that Shu Yunge turned around and walked back.
"Ouch, my old lover sent you back!"
In front of the window of the living room, Mo Jie stared coldly at the person who entered the door.
Shu Yunge lowered his head, changed his slippers and walked upstairs.
"Shu Yunge!"
Mo Jie chased her upstairs, scolding as she walked: "You vixen, you tricked my father into marrying you, and now you are ruthless to kill him!" Don't think you can find a helper, I'm afraid of you! I'm not going to let my dad die in vain! β
"If you have evidence, you can sue me again!" Shu Yunge glanced at her and slammed the door shut.
"You ......"
Mo Jieqi's face turned pale, and he raised his hand and knocked on the door panel: "Shu Yunge, you get out of the house for me, this is my father's home, you get out of here!" β
Leaning back against the door panel, Shu Yunge frowned tiredly. Mo Jie's shouting was loud, and the servants at home came up one after another, so that they could persuade her to leave.
With a long sigh of relief, Shu Yunge walked into the bathroom and locked the door. When she turned on the warm water, she didn't have time to take off her clothes, so she stood under the shower and let the water jet pour down from the top of her head.
Sleeping groggily in the middle of the night, Mu Liang only felt a familiar breath approaching him. She closed her eyes and slipped into that warm embrace, smiling silently.
In her sleep, she knew that Fu Jinchen was back, and her uneasy heart gradually returned.
Reaching out to tuck the quilt, Fu Jinchen hugged the person in his arms, his frowning brows relaxed, and he soon fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Mu Liang opened his eyes, but the man next to him was not there. She washed up, carried her bag downstairs, and before she entered the living room, she heard Fu Dongting's angry voice.
Mu Liang's heart tightened, and he walked quickly to the restaurant. Everyone was standing in the living room, and no one dared to come forward.
Seeing her go downstairs, the look in everyone's eyes was obviously wrong. Mu Liang looked forward, only to see Fu Dongting looking annoyed, and Fu Jinchen standing in front of him with his head down.
Bending down to pick up the newspaper that was thrown on the ground, the news headline on the front page was eye-catching: The four young men of the Fu family personally testified to clear the suspicion of killing their father for the wife of the president of Mo's family, and the two had intimate contacts, suspected of rekindling old love.
Mu Liang looked at the dazzling red report, and finally knew what Fu Dongting was angry in the morning.
It turned out that Fu Jinchen was with Shu Yunge for these two nights.
"Come up with me." Fu Dongting saw Mu Liang go downstairs and walked to the study with a calm face.
Fu Jinchen turned around, and his deep gaze happened to fall on Mu Liang's eyes. He pursed his thin lips and stared at her meaningfully.
The door of the study closed, and You Chuxiu's heart followed closely.
Bump β
The sound of Fu Dongting throwing things can be heard through the door panel of the study.
"Dongting!"
You Chuxiu was shocked and hurriedly ran to the study, and everyone's faces gradually changed.
"Liangliang," Fu Huanyan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, pulling her and said, "My dad likes you the most, you go and persuade him." β
Fu Laosi got into trouble again this time, but he was his own brother after all, and it was impossible for Fu Huanyan to sit idly by.
Yao Qin pursed her lips, and a faint smile slipped across the corners of her mouth: "Huan Yan, what are you anxious about?" Mu Liang is not in a hurry! β
Fu Huanyan glared at her fiercely.
Mu Liang held the newspaper in his hand, his eyes fell on the photo, and his expression did not change much.
"Open the door! Dongting, open the door! β
You Chuxiu listened to the movement inside, and was so anxious that he banged on the door. Fu Huanyan stared at Mu Liang's sudden expression, sighed, turned around and ran upstairs.
"Dad, don't really do it!" Fu Huanyan leaned on the door panel and shouted, "Fu Laosi, you should quickly admit your mistake!" Don't off Daddy! β
Seeing this, everyone also went upstairs one after another.
Crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it away, Mu Liang carried his bag and walked out of the door without looking back.
As soon as the two huge iron doors opened and closed, Mu Liang walked out quickly with her bag, she stood on the empty mountain road, and slowly remembered that today was the weekend, and she didn't need to go to work.
Where else can I go without work?
Walking down the mountain road, Mu Hao stopped a taxi for a long time. When she came to the city center, she unconsciously walked to Song's piano shop.
"Miss Mu." When the clerk saw her coming, he greeted her with a smile.
Mu Liang stood outside the door and looked in, "Is Grandpa here?" β
"The chairman won't be here this weekend." The clerk answered truthfully.
Yes, it's the weekend, so everyone stays home and reunites with their families.
Mu Liang carried the bag and turned around gloomily. She stood outside the door, looking at the bustling street, and her heart was at a loss.
Turning around and pointing to the steps outside the store, Mu Liang raised his lips with difficulty and asked, "Can I sit here for a while?" β
The clerk nodded hurriedly, but saw that she looked down. Because Song Rufeng had confessed, someone saw that Mu Liang was in an abnormal mood, so he secretly called Song Rufeng.
Soon, a black sedan stopped outside the piano shop. Song Rufeng pushed the door and got out of the car, Mu Liang rolled his dull eyes, and made sure that he didn't see the wrong person.
"Little girl." Song Rufeng walked towards her on crutches.
Mu Liang stood up slowly, his eyes suddenly soured, and he said aggrievedly: "Grandpa." β
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The children who raise the text, don't raise it recently, the plot is interlocking step by step, if there is a fall, you can't keep up with the rhythm of the climax~~