It was just over an hour's drive back to Yucheng from the city hospital. Sheng Mingzhan's speed was not fast, and she glanced at the person sitting in the co-pilot from time to time, but she didn't cry anymore, but her eyes were still red and swollen.

The black Maybach drove into the small village of Chongqing, and naturally there were many neighbors around who looked curiously.

"Let's stop ahead." Mu Liang suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.

There was still some way to go from her small courtyard, Sheng Mingzhan pulled the car to the side and asked her, "Do you feel better?" ”

Mu Liang nodded and unbuckled his seat belt casually.

Seeing her push the door and get out of the car, Sheng Mingzhan also came out, "Mu Liang, are you really okay?" ”

"It's fine!" Mu Liang turned his head, although his face was not good-looking, he still smiled at him very hard, "Don't worry, I will be fine." ”

She replied in the affirmative, and the thought in her heart became firmer. The current Mu Liang is not alone, she still has a little life in her belly that needs her protection, she must get better!

Mu Liang walked back with his bag on his back, but heard Sheng Mingzhan speak behind him, "The old man will be buried in three days, will you come?" ”

After a pause in his steps forward, Mu Liang did not answer, and turned around and walked away.

Looking at her figure walking away, Sheng Mingzhan's good-looking sword eyebrows frowned, and his thin lips pursed unconsciously.

Pushing open the door, Cai Yongfen was cooking, and when she came back, she couldn't help asking, "Did you find Xiaoyi?" ”

Mu Liang lowered his head to change his shoes, Cai Yongfen came out with water, only to see her eyes red.

"What's wrong?" Cai Yongfen pulled her daughter over and asked anxiously.

Mu Liang sniffed hard, but he still couldn't help the sourness in his heart. She raised her face, and when she saw her mother's gentle gaze, she choked up for a moment and said, "Grandpa has passed away." ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Cai Yongfen's face changed greatly. Thinking of the picture of Song Rufeng standing at the door of her house that day, her heart was sour, and she also shed tears.

Mu Zhannian went home in the evening, and after knowing the news, his expression was not good. No matter what, they have a little respect for Song Rufeng and their husbands and wives, after all, they are good grandfathers, and they are also very heavy when they learn that the old man has died.

After returning to the bedroom, Mu Liang kept calling Mu Yi, but he always turned off his phone. Sheng Mingzhan gave her the news that Mu Yi's whereabouts could not be found for a while, but he had not left Minghai City at present.

Throwing her phone aside irritably, Mu Liang leaned on the head of the bed, remembering every word Song Rufeng said to her at the end, her eyes were sore, and tears were faintly oozing.

If she could, she hoped to meet her grandfather sooner, at least so that she could fulfill her filial piety. But she didn't have time to do anything, so her grandfather left like this, forever.

It's cloudy tonight, there's no moon in sight, and the sky is dark. Mu Liang lifted the quilt and got in, habitually placing his palm on his lower abdomen. Although she doesn't feel anything yet, she knows that her baby is thriving.

Grandpa, what I promised you, I will definitely do it.

……

At night, Song Aiyu took a bath and walked outside Song Qinghua's room with milk. At dinner, my mother didn't eat a bite, she gently pushed open the door, and before anyone entered, she saw Song Qinghua sitting in front of the bed, holding a photo of her parents in her hand, her face full of tears.

Song Aiyu stood outside the door and watched, then turned around and exited, closing the door.

Putting the milk cup on the flower stand in the corridor, Song Aiyu returned to her room, quickly changed her clothes, took the car keys downstairs, and drove out of the villa.

The red Ferrari drove out of the villa, and Song Aiyu casually opened the hood, letting the dark night breeze blow on her cheeks. Grandpa left, but before he died, he didn't leave her a word.

Song Aiyu held the steering wheel with both hands, her eyes hot and sour. I remember that when I was a child, my grandfather always held her in his lap and taught her to fold all kinds of interesting origami with his own hands.

It's just why, grandpa wanted to see Mu Liang before he died, and he had been with her alone for so long, what did they say? Could it be that the family affection and love of more than 20 years can't compete with the intimacy of blood after all?

Crunch――

Song Aiyu put on the brakes and parked the car outside the bar. The flickering neon lights kept changing intense colors, and she gripped the steering wheel with both hands, her teeth clenching her lip.

After a while, she settled down her emotions, turned off the car, and walked into the bar with her bag.

Inside the bar, heavy metal music is buzzing. On the dance floor, the figures of men and women dancing close to each other are intertwined. Song Aiyu chose a relatively secluded corner and sat in front of the bar to drink.

The waiter glanced at her and poured her a glass of whiskey.

The boisterous laughter can temporarily relieve her irritable heart. Song Aiyu picked up the wine glass, raised her head and poured it down, the sweet and spicy spicy slid down her throat, and it was hot and scorching.

Song Aiyu's tense face gradually softened under the soothing of alcohol. There were men around with wine glasses approaching, and her expression was cold, and her breath was extraordinarily cold, which made those men with bad intentions retreat.

The color of the wine in the wine glass was clear, Song Aiyu held her right hand, her dark eyes stared at the ice cubes in the glass, and she could hear the crisp touch sound by shaking her wrist slightly.

The man sitting next to him lowered his head slightly, and Song Aiyu could only see his side face. He also held a glass of liquor in his hand, and his eyes fell directly into the glass, without any impartiality.

"Hey!"

Song Aiyu was slightly drunk, and her delicate brows frowned, "Why are you only staring at the wine glass, am I not as good-looking as the wine glass?" ”

The man tilted his head and glanced at the woman beside him, his eyes not rising or falling. His slender fingers gripped the rim of the cup lightly, and his voice was cold, "I'm not interested in women." ”

"Huh?" Song Aiyu raised her eyebrows and joked, "Are you GAY?" ”

"Questions?"

The wine in Song Aiyu's mouth almost squirted out. Isn't it, it's really GAY?!

"What's wrong with you?" Song Aiyu stared at him curiously, feeling that this man had handsome facial features, and it was a pity that he was bent!

The man pursed his lips and said hatefully: "All are liars, all are liars!" ”

Seeing that he was emotional, Song Aiyu asked him tentatively: "Have you been cheated of money, or are you cheated of sex?" ”

After a pause, she looked at the man's cold gaze and said with a smile: "It seems that you have been deceived by someone, right?" ”

The man's eyes darkened instantly.

Song Aiyu pursed her lips, glanced at his fair face, and thought to herself that he looked like this, probably a sufferer! She raised the wine glass in her hand, handed it to him, and said, "It's fate that we met, my name is Song Aiyu, what's your name?" ”

"Obviously."

This man doesn't like to talk, Song Aiyu took a sip of wine, and when she looked at him again, she suddenly noticed that his face was a little similar to a person.

Obviously, he bowed his head vigorously and poured wine, with a painful expression.

Song Aiyu suddenly pressed the back of his hand, and the curvature of his red lips was dangerous, "If this kind of life makes you feel hopeless, why can't you change your way of living?" ”

"A different way of living?" Ming Ming frowned, stared at her and asked, "How to change?" ”

Song Aiyu smiled, opened her purse and took out a photo, and pushed it in front of him, "You look very similar to the person in the photo." ”

Ming Ming picked up the photo and looked at it, and nodded unconsciously, "Who is he?" ”

"You don't need to know who he is." Song Aiyu took out her business card and gave it to him.

Obviously saw the introduction on the business card, and suddenly chuckled, "It turns out that you are the daughter of the Song family." ”

Song Aiyu hooked her lips, stared at his eyes, and said, "If the world makes you can't believe anything, then only money can give you a sense of security!" ”

"What do you mean?" There was confusion in his eyes.

"I can give you that sense of security." Song Aiyu pushed the photo in front of him, "As long as you change your face to this one, you can have another life." ”

"Another life?" Obviously, there is a bright color under the eyes.

"Yes!"

Song Aiyu stood up, approached him, and lowered her tone, "Don't worry, you will never regret that kind of life." ”

Ming Ming narrowed his eyes, holding the photo in his hand, and a faint smile gradually appeared in his eyes. Yes, if the world can't trust anything, then money is the best guarantee!

"How, would you like to?" Song Aiyu asked him.

Ming Ming picked up the wine glass in front of him and touched her gently, "Deal." ”

"Deal!" Song Aiyu raised her head and drained the wine in the glass, with a gloomy expression in her eyes.

Early the next morning, after Song Aiyu got up, she came down alone for breakfast. Song Qinghua was in the room all day and no one was allowed to disturb him.

The servants were tidying up the study, and Song Aiyu walked in with her bag.

"Miss."

The things placed on the desk were all used by Song Rufeng during his lifetime. Song Aiyu pulled out a chair and sat down, her eyes fell on the photo frame on the table, and her throat couldn't help but be pantothenic.

"Don't move anything here, just leave it as it is."

"Yes, miss."

The servants answered, turned and left.

The fond memories of childhood seem to be related to this study. Song Aiyu caressed the mahogany desk with her palm, and her eyes gradually gentle. She turned around and looked out the window at the greenery of the courtyard, the corners of her mouth tense.

This is her home, where she grew up, what reason does she have to give it to others?! Now only Song Qinghua is left in the family, her favorite mother. She must not let Song Qinghua soften, let alone let anyone shake her position in her mother's heart, she wants her mother to love her only one person!

It was just dawn, and some of the shops in Bar Street had just closed. After the hustle and bustle of the night, there will be a moment of silence before continuing to wait for the night to fall.

Bump -

The back door of a bar opens and two waiters hold up a drunk man and mercilessly dump him on the floor in the back street.

One of the waitresses also raised his foot and kicked at the drunken man, scolding, "Phew! It's unlucky, I don't have a dime in my body, not even anything of value! ”

"Forget it!" Another person persuaded: "Count us unlucky, we run into a poor bastard!" Anyway, the boss doesn't care about the cost of drinks, so we'll just leave him here. ”

"Humph!"

The man still didn't give up, "Let me see him drinking for nothing in the future, I can't kill him!" ”

"Gone!" Two waiters walked away and locked the back door of the bar.

The man who fell to the ground frowned tightly with his sword eyebrows. He rolled over uncomfortably, staggered against the wall, and the smell of alcohol surged, and he fell to the ground again, throwing up a mess.

Falling to the ground weakly, Mu Yi opened his eyes, and soon fell asleep in a daze. By the time he came to his senses again, it was already afternoon. He sat up slowly, and it took him a long time to realize that he had been left in the back alley of Bar Street.

"Hmm!"

After a hangover, his head hurt and almost exploded, Mu Yi rubbed his temples with his hands and sat up. His back was against the wall, his chin was covered with blue stubble, and his clothes were stained with a lot of stains, and he looked extremely decadent.

There was a wallet discarded on the floor, which had been turned over and clean, and there was nothing left. Mu Yi touched his pocket, the screen of the mobile phone was broken, he pressed it for a long time, and found that the battery had long been dead.

"Hehe......"

Mu Yi sneered and reached out to squeeze the wallet in his hand. Those people really don't know the goods, this wallet is still given to him by Song Aiyu, an absolute first-line brand, with a price of at least five figures, why doesn't anyone want it?

Gee! Mu Yi smiled dumbly, he must have seen what he was wearing, so he thought that this was an imitation of A goods. It's a pity!

Mu Yi raised his hand and threw the wallet in his hand towards the trash can opposite. He leaned against the wall, slowly stood up, and with a casual glance out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see two men in the opposite alley.

The man standing with his back to him had tattoos on his arm. Mu Yi knew the mark, the corners of his eyes instantly sank, and he walked to the corner of the alley with easy steps.

The speed of the transaction between the two men was very fast, and although Mu Yi didn't see it clearly, he also knew that it was not a legitimate thing. Soon, the tattooed man walked out of the back alley, with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and walked back beautifully.

Mu Yi subconsciously reached out and touched his injured leg. He will never forget the tattoo he had seen that day when he collapsed in a pool of blood!

The man in front of him didn't notice anyone approaching him at all. By the time he found out, Mu Yi had already pulled him to the corner and pinched his neck with his palm.

"Brother! If you have something to say, it's good to say! ”

There was only one tattooed man, who was pressed against the wall by Mu Yi, and immediately took out his wallet and said, "If you are short of money, my brother will give you money to spend, let's discuss everything, don't get excited!" ”

Mu Yi narrowed his eyes and said sharply, "What, you don't know me?" ”

The tattooed man blinked, and after seeing Mu Yi's facial features clearly, his face changed slightly: "Brother, did you recognize the wrong person?" We haven't seen it. ”

"Haven't you seen it?" Mu Yi pursed his thin lips, raised the sharp wine bottle in his hand, and approached his eyes: "Let me ask you again, have we met?" ”

"Ahh

The tattooed man's face changed in fright, and he immediately shouted: "Brother, don't get excited, don't get excited!" Last time, I also followed the instructions from above! ”

Mu Yi's eyes suddenly cooled, he caught a glimpse of the tattooed man's tightly protected pocket, and asked, "What are you hiding?" ”

"Nothing!"

Mu Yi raised his hand, and the sharpness of the wine bottle immediately scratched the man's face, "Give it to me!" ”

The tattooed man shuddered and took his things out.

Mu Yi stared at the bags, opened them and threw them into the sewer on the side.

"Mom-"

The tattooed man's face turned pale with fright: "You are looking for death!" ”

Mu Yi suddenly let go of him and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of death, anyway, you will die faster than me!" ”

"Big brother!" The man was disgraced and cried: "Even if I hurt your leg, you can't hurt me like this!" This is the boss's goods, and if the goods are gone, I will be cut. ”

"Let your boss come to me!"

"Isn't it?"

Mu Yi let go of the man's neck and said with a smile: "If you don't want to die, just do as I say!" Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, the abandoned warehouse in Xicheng, I will wait there. ”

In the afternoon of the next day, in front of the abandoned warehouse in Xicheng, many cars drove over one after another.

The silver sports car at the head stopped, and the flat-headed man who opened the door and walked down, with a cigar in his mouth, walked into the warehouse with a calm face.

The tattooed man followed by his side, and after seeing Mu Yi sitting in the warehouse, he hurriedly pointed over, "Boss, it's that kid!" ”

The flat-headed man raised his head slightly, glanced at Mu Yi opposite, and faintly smiled, "Boy, did you lose my goods, and you still want to see me?" ”

The tattooed man hurriedly brought a chair and said politely, "Boss, you sit." ”

"Boy!" The flat-headed man spit out the circles under his eyes, and the haze in his eyes, "You said it yourself, how do we calculate this account?" As soon as his words fell, a group of men gathered around him and surrounded Mu Yi.

"Reckoning?"

Mu Yi shrugged his shoulders and looked calm: "I think you should thank me." ”

Mu Yi stretched out his finger and pointed at the tattooed man opposite, and said, "The man who traded with him yesterday obviously has a problem. The man's fingers were clean, he didn't have any tattoos from head to toe, and most importantly, when he wore clothes, the buttons were squeezed to the top. ”

"What do you mean?" The flat-headed man frowned.

But he didn't want to, as soon as he finished asking, the people around him put down their mobile phones and ran over, "Boss, there are police in our place!" ”

In the middle of the sound, the flat-headed man narrowed his eyes, stared at Mu Yi for a long time, and gradually opened a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Okay, boy, it's really a top student of the School of Economics, this head is good!" ”

"It's your people who are stupid!" Mu Yi replied without being salty.

The tattooed man's face turned pale and sweat began to break down on his forehead.

"Tell me, what do you want?" The flat-headed man extinguished the cigar in his hand and said with a smile: "I, Wei Lao Er, know how to repay my kindness, and I don't owe anyone else." ”

"I want revenge!" Mu Yi suddenly stood up and raised the baseball bat in his hand.

As soon as the tattooed man's legs weakened, he immediately knelt on the ground, "Boss, you can't see death without help!" I listened to the last time, too......"

"Shut up!"

The flat-headed man raised his foot and kicked it hard, scolding: "There is no interest at all!" ”

He stood up and looked at Mu Yi with a smile, "Boy, I'll give it to you, it's up to you what you want!" ”

As the words fell, the flat-headed man turned and walked out of the warehouse, followed by the others, and the last person to come out closed the door of the warehouse.

"Ahh

A scream rang out from the warehouse. Soon, Mu Yi's curled up fist was still stained with blood.

The flat-headed man stood in front of the car, glanced at the man who fell to the ground, and couldn't help but raise his hand and put it on Mu Yi's shoulder, "Boy, it's ruthless enough!" I just like you like this, what's the matter, follow my brother in the future, right? Brother Aicai, with you by my side, we will all earn money together, I believe that with your intelligence, it will not take long to develop! ”

The sunlight above his head was dazzling, Mu Yi squinted his eyes, and his deep eyes were fierce.

"Do you know how to drive?" The flat-headed man reached for the car keys and asked him with a smile.

Mu Yi pursed his thin lips lightly and nodded.

"You come and go."

The flat-headed man raised his hand and threw the car key to Mu Yi and said, "From today on, we will be a family." ”

He turned around and commanded to his subordinates behind him, "Call Brother Yi." ”

"Brother Yi!"

Mu Yi's throat rolled, a bitter smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and he sat in the car instead. The long line of vehicles quickly disappeared, as if the bloody scene had not happened.

In the evening, Song Qinghua sat at the dining table, and the chopsticks in his hand did not move for a long time.

"Mom, you look so bad." Song Aiyu served her vegetables, but she didn't eat them.

Song Qinghua put down the bowl and said in a low voice, "You eat, I have no appetite." ”

"Mom!"

Song Aiyu took her hand and said, "We will go to the cemetery tomorrow morning, you have to go to bed early tonight." ”

Hearing this, Song Qinghua pursed his lips and returned upstairs with red eyes.

At the dining table of Nuoda, there was only Song Aiyu alone. She reached out and turned on the TV, but she didn't have much appetite. Although they are engaged to Fu Jinchen, they seem to be strangers, except for the engagement ceremony that day, Fu Jinchen has not even had a personal figure these days!

The evening news was being broadcast on TV, and a wounding case that occurred in a Xicheng warehouse in the afternoon attracted Song Aiyu's attention. The footage is not clear, the man who fell in a pool of blood has a tattoo on his arm, and the police only say that it is suspected to be a vicious brawl, but there are no eyewitnesses at the scene, and there is no evidence.

The tattoo on the man's arm was eye-catching, and Song Aiyu recognized it almost at a glance! Mu Yi was injured in the leg that time, isn't he the one with a tattoo on his arm?

Hurriedly picking up her coat, Song Aiyu grabbed the car keys on the coffee table and drove away from the villa quickly. After a while, she parked her car outside the community that Mu Yi rented and walked inside.

Finding the door, Song Aiyu lowered her head and raised her feet to go upstairs. The security door of the house was open, and she saw a middle-aged woman coming out with a big bag, still scolding and muttering: "It's really unlucky, Rao made a mess of my house, and even no one is gone!" That dead boy still owes me a month's rent! ”

"What about the people in this house?" Song Aiyu poked her head and looked inside, frowning.

"Hell knows!" The landlord was not lightly angry, she glanced at Song Aiyu's dress, and immediately smiled: "Miss, do you know that poor student surnamed Mu?" ”

"I don't know!" Song Aiyu immediately sank her face.

"Cut!" The landlord pouted, "I don't know, what are you asking about?" She carried a large bag of things, and snorted and carried them downstairs from the upper floor to the lower floors and threw them away.

Halfway through, Song Aiyu pursed her lips and walked downstairs with a lost expression. Walking forward with the bag, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bag that was thrown by the landlord on the side of the trash can, and walked over unconsciously.

The bag was full of Mu Yi's things, including his jersey and basketball. Song Aiyu squatted down, reached out and picked up a photo frame inside, and gently held it in her hand.

Back in the car, Song Aiyu didn't start the engine, she stared at the big headtag in her hand, her eyes darkened inexplicably. Although she had no evidence, she was sure that the person who was injured in the Xicheng warehouse must have been done by Mu Yi.

She dialed the phone, but the phone was turned off.

Suddenly, Song Aiyu threw her mobile phone aside and stared at the man with a bright smile in the photo, with mixed feelings in her heart.

The cemetery on the outskirts of the city is shrouded in morning fog in the early morning. Song Qinghua held his father's ashes and buried him with his mother with his own hands. With tears in her eyes, the moment she closed the tombstone, she choked up and said, "Mom and Dad, rest in peace!" ”

Lin Qiang squatted beside her and said softly, "Qinghua, don't be too sad. ”

Today's funeral is simple and grand. Song Rufeng once told not to make a big deal, so most of the people invited by Song Qinghua were relatives and friends, and none of the friends in the business circle were allowed to come to the cemetery.

In front of the tombstone, Song Aiyu held a hundred flowers in her hand, knelt in front of the statue, and wept bitterly.

In the open space on the side, the people who came to the funeral were all dressed in black. Fu Jinchen was dressed in a black suit, his head hung slightly, and his handsome face was extremely cold.

Not far away, Sheng Mingzhan was holding a box of claypot rice in his hand and gently placed it in front of the tombstone, "Old man, how about you taste this rice?" Don't be picky, that's what I want. ”

After a pause, he raised his lips and said meaningfully: "I will definitely do what you entrust me, and I will take good care of her." ”

The atmosphere was sad and heavy, not far from the tombstone, Mu Liang was carrying a bag, and his eyes were sour. But she told herself not to cry, not to let her grandfather see her crying.

She wanted her grandfather to know that she was good and strong.

"Grandpa, you have to go!"

Mu Liang raised his head, looked at the white clouds in front of him with tearful eyes, and said with a low smile: "Grandma, from now on, you can be together again." ”

The man in front of him suddenly turned his head. Fu Jinchen's thin lips were pursed, his sharp gaze accurately caught the figure in the distance, and the expression in his eyes moved unconsciously.

Walking out of the cemetery, Mu Liang went down the mountain road. She carried her bag on her back, trying to suppress the sadness in her heart.

On the side of the road, a black Land Rover was slowing down. Fu Jinchen held the steering wheel with both hands and reduced the speed of the car to a minimum. He looked fixedly at someone walking with his head bowed in front of him, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Mu Liang once told him about her dramatic acquaintance with Song Rufeng. At that time, he still smiled and said that Grandpa Song was just trying to tease her.

I didn't expect that for a person who has not known each other for a long time, she can have such deep feelings! But she has never paid attention to him, so no matter what he does, she always looks like a light and breezy look!

Drops -

Another black sedan drove beside him, Fu Jinchen immediately stopped the car, and then saw Sheng Mingzhan pull Mu Liang, take her to the car, and then leave together.

The five fingers holding the steering wheel slowly tightened, Fu Jinchen coldly hooked his lips, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was clear. With a calm face, he started the car again and drove away in the opposite direction.

It turned out that this was the result of him and her, the opposite of each other.

Sheng Mingzhan drove the car to the city, and Mu Liang got off at the bus stop, "Thank you for sending me." ”

"Actually, I can send you home." Sheng Mingzhan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Mu Liang shook his head, "You don't go by again, don't bother." ”

Knowing her temper for a long time, Sheng Mingzhan shrugged helplessly, "Okay, then we'll contact again." ”

"Okay, let's get in touch again."

Mu Liang turned around and was about to take a step, and after thinking of something, he turned around again, "I'm going to leave here for a while." ”

Sheng Mingzhan was stunned, and his sword eyebrows frowned: "Where to go?" ”

Mu Liang pursed his lips, "I want to keep it secret, is that okay?" ”

Secrecy?

Sheng Mingzhan felt a little frustrated in his heart, he raised the phone in his hand and said, "Remember my words and keep in touch." ”

Mu Liang watched his car leave, and then walked to the bus stop and got on the long-distance bus back to Yucheng. She leaned her head against the window tiredly, her expression gloomy.

When she got up to change her clothes this morning, she had noticed a slight bulge in her lower abdomen. At that time, her mood was complicated and happy. Being able to see your baby grow up is a sign that he is healthy. But he grew up so fast, it was very difficult for her to hide from her parents.

Walking home with a bag on his back, Mu Liang was still taking care of his younger brother. I couldn't contact him for a few days, and there was no news from Sheng Mingzhan's side, she really didn't know where Mu Yi would go?

The mobile phone in the bag suddenly remembered, and after Mu Liang saw the call, he was suddenly surprised: "Mu Yi? ”

"Sister!"

"When are you going home?" Mu Liang asked anxiously.

Mu Yi held his mobile phone, and his voice was deep: "For a long time, I can't go home!" ”

"Why?"

"Sister, I want to make those who have hurt us regret it!"

"Mu Yi!" Mu Liangliang was shocked, and he had already sensed that something was wrong, "Don't do anything stupid, Mom and Dad are still waiting for you at home." Listen to your sister, can you come back soon? ”

Mu Yi held his mobile phone and said in a deep voice: "Sister, when I'm not at home, you have to help me take care of my parents and wait for me to come back!" ”

The phone hung up suddenly, and Mu Liang's heart was horrified, "Mu Yi-"

She hurriedly called back, but the other party had already turned off the phone.

Mu Liang's legs were weak and he almost fell. She squatted weakly on the ground, and only felt that her hands and feet were sweating.

Behind the big tree not far away, Mu Yi looked at his sister's anxious figure, and his eyes gradually turned red.

"Brother Yi, it's time to go." Someone behind him urged, Mu Yi pursed his lips, saw Mu Liang's back standing up and running home, and turned to leave.

The black car drove out of Yucheng, and Mu Yi sat in the car and turned his head to look behind. I saw Mu Liang pulling his panicked parents and constantly comforting them.

Turning his eyes away, Mu Yi's thin lips were pursed, and the chill in his eyes was fierce.

At Monday's bidding meeting, Sheng Mingzhan was dressed in a well-fitting suit and sat in the first place. Today will announce the last revised plan of the major groups, and after it is finalized today, Shengshi will officially sign the contract.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the heads of major groups attended one after another.

The Fu family occupies two places, Fu Pei'an and Fu Jinchen sit next to each other, and Fu Zheng sits on Fu Pei'an's right side.

The previous president of the Mohs Group, Mo Jin, passed away, so his widow Shu Yunge was fully represented. When she appeared with her assistant, some people couldn't help but whisper, and some people even lingered between her and Fu Jinchen.

However, Fu Jinchen's eyes were like torches, his eyes were impartial, and his eyes were fixed on the pen in his hand. In the chair on the side, Song Aiyu was wearing a black professional uniform and sat opposite Fu Jinchen. Now her identity is Fu Jinchen's fiancée, and when everyone sees her present, they naturally don't dare to gossip.

Sheng Mingzhan glanced at everyone and said, "Let's start." ”

Fu Zheng was in charge of the previous plan, so he was the first to stand up and walk to the projector to tell the whole plan in detail from beginning to end.

Fu Pei'an listened to his son's incisive explanation, and smiled frequently. Although the Song clan joined forces, they still have a chance to win!

Wow -

Fu Zheng returned to his seat, and the applause around him continued.

Sheng Mingzhan raised his eyebrows, and his expression was quite appreciative of his plan.

Xin Xin frowned tightly, his expression a little nervous. Although she was also confident in her plan, Fu Zheng's plan also surprised her.

I really didn't expect that the grandson of the Fu family, who had just walked out of school, would have such subtle insight!

The next one is Xin Xin's plan, and she is also battle-hardened. Although she was not stunned, she was still a little nervous in the face of such an important occasion.

Fortunately, Fu Jinchen trusted her very much, and before she got up, he whispered in her ear: "Don't be nervous, take your time." ”

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

After Xin Xin's clean explanation, he also ushered in countless applause. She smiled and returned to her seat, but her heart was untouched. This plan also contains a lot of Mu Liang's hard work, but unfortunately, she didn't see today's scene!

Because of the current relationship between the Song family and the Fu family, the Song family's plan is obviously reduced, and it shows the potential meaning of the Song family's support for Fu Jinchen.

Finally, it was Mo's turn, Shu Yunge raised his head, his dark eyes swept over Fu Jinchen's face, and then announced a shocking news, "Mo's withdrawal from this bid." ”

"Ahh

The audience was in an uproar.

Fu Pei'an raised his head in disbelief, Fu Zheng didn't seem to expect this, and his face tensed for a moment.

The Song family supported Fu Jinchen, and the Mo family suddenly announced his withdrawal, such an obvious situation, a fool can see it! Fu Jinchen's sharp eyes moved, and he unconsciously looked at Shu Yunge, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Shu Yunge lowered his head slightly, his expression calm.

In the black swivel chair, Song Aiyu saw Shu Yunge's pitiful expression, and the corners of her mouth inexplicably hooked up a smile. What about first lovers? Anyway, she's a widow now, do you still want to grab a man from her?!

This situation reversed, Sheng Mingzhan hooked his lips, and a light smile flashed in his deep eyes.

Soon, the Sheng family sent the cooperation plan that had been prepared to Fu Jinchen. Sheng Mingzhan took the initiative to stretch out his right hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, happy cooperation!" ”

Fu Jinchen gently shook it back and hooked the corners of his lips, "Happy cooperation!" ”

In the open sight, Fu Jinchen looked at Sheng Mingzhan's gaze, and turned cold in vain.

The signing ceremony ended happily, Fu Pei'an stared at the plan to sign Fu Jinchen's name, and the expression in his eyes gradually darkened.

A week later, the long-distance station.

Qiao Di hugged Mu Liang's neck, crying and crying for more than twenty minutes, "Liangliang, don't you go to Jingcheng, okay?" If you do, you'll want me to go with you!" ”

Mu Liang smiled, his heart warm. When I was in college, there was a summer camp in Jingcheng, and Mu Liang thought it was a good place at that time. Although it is a second-tier city, its consumption level is relatively low, and the environment and climate are also very good.

"What are you crying about, Jingcheng is not far from here, we can still meet." Mu Liang kept comforting her.

Qiao Di shook his head, "That's not going to work." ”

Cai Yongfen was naturally reluctant to let her daughter leave, although Jingcheng was not far from Yucheng, but she was not by her side. But Mu Liang said that if she wanted to change the environment, she discussed it with Mu Zhannian, and she could only reluctantly agree.

Seeing the reluctant gaze of his parents, Mu Liang's heart was sour. But she can't help but do it at the moment, at least let her give birth to the child, and even if her parents oppose it, it will be a foregone conclusion.

Sometimes, Mu Liang is also very willful.

Qiao Di burst into tears, "I'll go and resign now, and we'll go together." ”

"Jiaodidi!" Mu Liang raised his hand to wipe away her tears and said, "Don't be like this, you have finally developed in your work, don't give up because of me." ”

"No!"

Qiao Di bit his lip and choked up: "For you, don't say it's work, even if the money rings, I don't want it!" If you're angry and angry that I'm with him, I'm going to talk to ...... right now."

Mu Liang stretched out his hand to touch her lips and said with a smile: "Fool, I want you to be happy!" ”

She opened her arms and hugged Qiao Di, and her tone sank, "Qiao Di, remember, I want you to be happy at all times!" That's what matters most to me! ”

Mu Liang lowered his head, and the taste in his heart was complicated. She can't help but taboo the relationship between Qiao Di and Qian Xiang, even if she is her best friend, but for the sake of the child in her womb, she still can't tell this secret.

Qiao Di cried heartbreakingly, Cai Yongfen secretly touched her tears, and she was also worried in her heart. Mu Zhannian didn't want to make his daughter unhappy, so he reluctantly agreed.

The long-distance bus started slowly, Mu Liang sat by the window, looking at Qiao Di who was waving desperately, and his parents who were reluctant to give up, tears slowly falling from the corners of his eyes.

The climate of Jingcheng is similar to that of Minghai City. It is also surrounded by the sea and has a suitable temperature.

After moving here for a few months, Mu Liang gradually got used to it. The people here are simple, and the landlord of the house she rented is very helpful, and every morning when she goes to the vegetable market and sees any fresh vegetables cheap, he will help her buy them back.

Mu Liang held the piano sheet in his hand, and had just finished an hour of piano tutoring. Today, she has to work as a tutor five days a week, earning 3,000 yuan a month. After deducting rent and daily expenses, she can still save 800 per month, which adds up to a lot, and when the baby is born, it is also a small deposit.

"Hmm!"

Mu Liang was stunned, she reached out and touched her bulging abdomen, and said with a smile: "Little guy, are you hungry again?!" "Hey, she eats a lot of food now, and she eats two bowls of rice for every meal.

This morning, Aunt Ye helped bring fresh bamboo shoots, callus white, and a fish. She hugged the book and walked home with a smile, the fish was so big that she could separate the head of the fish and make soup to drink.

Now Mu Liang is already very good at living!

In the black car on the side of the road, Sheng Mingzhan looked at Mu Liang who was moving forward, and the expression in his eyes gradually changed from surprise to calm. No wonder she hasn't been in touch with herself for the months since she disappeared, it turns out that ......

Let's go --

The score in his arms accidentally slipped off, Mu Liang sighed dejectedly, and could only bend down slowly. But before she could reach out, someone had already taken the first step to help her pick it up.

"You?"

Mu Liang suddenly saw the man opposite and couldn't help but be stunned.

Gently wiping the dust off the book, Sheng Mingzhan handed it to her with a smile and said, "I haven't seen you for a few months, you don't know me?" ”

Almost subconsciously, Mu Liang took a step back, his hands tightly protecting his bulging abdomen.

Looking at her movements, Sheng Mingzhan frowned at first, and then smiled gently, "You don't mean what you say, you obviously said that you won't lose contact, why did you move here alone?" ”

Mu Liang curled the corners of his mouth, looking embarrassed. But when she saw the tenderness in Sheng Mingzhan's eyes, her heart finally relaxed slowly.

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