"Mu Guoguo!"

Fu Jinchen pursed his thin lips and said with a cold face: "I'll count to 3, you come down by yourself!" ”

“1，2，3…… Get down! Fu Jinchen was on the verge of rage.

“4，5，6…… No, no! Mu Guoguo crossed his hands on his hips, raised his head and chested to fight to the end. Hum! Count, he'll too, this can't be difficult for him!

"Poof—"

Fu Huanyan smiled very unkindly, and gave him a thumbs up to encourage him, "Guo'er, my aunt supports you!" ”

The man's sharp gaze looked over, Fu Huanyan pouted, "What are you staring at me for, you have the ability to deal with your son!" ”

You Chuxiu smiled and stretched out his hand and coaxed the child: "Guoguo, grandma hug!" ”

"Don't!" Mu Guoguo slapped her hand away mercilessly.

Fu Jinchen frowned, lifted his son up, and pinched his little chin, "Mu Guoguo, how can you be so rude to your elders, huh?!" ”

Mu Guoguo also glared at him, with tears on his face, and a pair of big black eyes that were red. Especially when he bit his lip, his stubborn expression was exactly the same as Mu Liang's expression.

Somewhere in my heart, inexplicably sour. Fu Jinchen's surging anger subsided slightly.

"Ahem!"

Fu Dongting stretched out his hand to pick up his grandson and scolded: "The child is still young, no one is allowed to murder him." ”

Mu Guoguo's children's ability to observe words and colors is absolutely amazing. Although he hadn't been in the door for a long time, he had already found that Fu Dongting was very powerful, and no one dared to mess with him in this family, so he was holding him, and Mu Guoguo didn't struggle.

Well, there is actually another important reason. He's always in one position, he's really tired, he always needs to rest.

"Guoguo, you will sit next to your grandfather in the future." Fu Dongting directly carried his grandson into the restaurant and put him beside him, and even You Chuxiu had to give him a place.

"Tell grandpa, what do you like to eat?" Fu Dongting took the rice bowl and took the initiative to feed his grandson. You Chuxiu took it, but was pushed away by Mu Guoguo and shouted, "Don't feed you!" ”

"I'll feed you." Fu Dongting took the dishes and chopsticks back, You Chuxiu looked embarrassed, and his grandson didn't give her any face at all.

Mu Guoguo sat in the chair, still unhappy, "I want to find my mother." ”

Fu Dongting smiled and coaxed him, "Mom didn't come, let's eat first, okay?" ”

Mu Guoguo pursed his lips, pointed at Fu Jinchen opposite, and shouted: "It's he who doesn't let his mother come, he's a bad uncle, I hate him!" ”

Smack-

Fu Jinchen dropped his chopsticks and made a gesture to beat him.

"Sit down for me!" Fu Dongting hurriedly hugged the child and scolded: "Carefully scare my grandson!" ”

Seeing Fu Jinchen being scolded, Mu Guoguo discovered the role of this grandfather. He immediately blinked aggrievedly, began to squeeze tears out, and complained: "Grandpa, he is so fierce to Guoguo, Guoguo is so afraid, woo woo......"

When Fu Dongting heard his grandson shouting grandpa, he couldn't close his mouth happily, lowered his head and kissed his little face, and said distressedly: "Guoguo, grandpa loves you, no one in this family will dare to be fierce to you in the future!" ”

When everyone heard his words, their faces changed. Listening to this is to appease the child, but in fact, there are many shocks and hidden meanings in it.

Yao Qin didn't dare to speak, and her hands hanging by her side tightened. How old is this child, and his father is so eccentric, can he still get it in the future?

Although his son's expression was very aggrieved and there were tears on his face, he looked at his expression with a full of provocation. Fu Jinchen sighed, and suddenly felt that he couldn't cry or laugh.

This kid is clearly pretending! But his appearance can't help but make people feel distressed!

Fu Jinchen saw his father's doting eyes on him, and unconsciously pursed his lips.

"Auntie, can you feed you?"

"Don't!" Mu Guoguo still resisted.

The child cried all afternoon, did not drink a sip of water, did not eat anything. Fu Dongting frowned, obviously worried.

"Brother, sister, feed you." Fu Cheng came over with his rice bowl, Cao Wanxin didn't stop him, and immediately frowned.

Mu Guoguo stared at the young lady in front of her, gradually forgot to pretend to cry, and quieted down. It is easy for children to communicate with each other, and Fu Cheng is almost ten years old and is fully capable of taking care of children younger than her.

"My sister won't be hot if you give you a swoo." Fu Cheng scooped up a spoonful of rice, blew it and fed it to Mu Guoguo, and said with a smile: "Brother opens his mouth." ”

Mu Guoguo opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time and still opened.

Seeing that his son had finally eaten, Fu Jinchen breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Dongting saw that his granddaughter was so sensible, and immediately praised him. Cao Wanxin wanted to pull her daughter back, and quietly put it down.

Yao Qin snorted and turned his head, but saw Fu Zheng staring at Mu Guoguo stunned. Her face changed, and she raised her hand to pick up vegetables for her son, "Xiao Zheng, eat." ”

Fu Zheng regained his indifferent expression and lowered his head expressionlessly.

Looking at her son's expression, Yao Qin felt even more angry. That scourge is really haunting, and it was hard to drive her away, and now it has made such a small scourge, which is really infuriating!

Although Mu Guoguo gave Fu Cheng face, it was not in his own home, and the child ate very little. Fu Cheng, the elder sister, not only fed her younger brother food, but also wiped his mouth and fed him water very carefully.

After dinner, everyone sat in the living room and chatted, only Mu Guoguo was alone, standing in the corner of the living room, facing the garden, looking at the dark night and not moving.

Fu Huanyan took a lot of snacks over and patiently coaxed him, "Guo'er, what do you want to eat?" ”

Mu Guoguo's small brows furrowed, still staring at the dark sky outside.

"What's there to see out there?" Fu Huanyan followed his eyes and saw that there was nothing in the courtyard.

"I want to go home."

Mu Guoguo pursed her small mouth, opened a pair of big black eyes, and looked at Fu Huanyan like pleading, "Auntie, Guoguo wants to go home and hug her mother." ”

Fu Huanyan almost burst into tears, she reached out and hugged Mu Guoguo in her arms, bowed her head and kissed his face, and kept comforting him: "Guoguo is good, mom has something, you stay with dad first, and you can see mom on the weekend." ”

Mu Guoguo immediately pursed her lips, and she was about to cry.

"Don't cry!"

Fu Jinchen picked him up with one hand, held down his struggling hands and feet, and said sharply: "You are a boy, you can't cry all the time, it's useless!" ”

Hearing his words, Mu Guoguo suddenly restrained his crying and was clearly against him!

Fu Huanyan sighed helplessly, this child's temper is definitely a fight with Fu Laosi, and look at the father and son, who can be stubborn than whom!

Picking up the car keys on the side, Fu Jinchen hugged his son and turned around and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Fu Dongting asked.

You Chuxiu walked over quickly, took his son's arm, and said, "You don't live at home with your child?" ”

"Not there." Fu Jinchen's eyes were firm.

Fu Dongting stood up with a calm face, snorted angrily and walked upstairs to the study.

"Fourth uncle!"

Fu Cheng ran over happily, raised the doll in his hand, and handed it to Mu Guoguo, "This is for my brother to play with." ”

Fu Jinchen pursed his lips and smiled, raised his hand to rub Fu Cheng's forehead, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Orange." ”

"No thanks," Fu Cheng hurriedly waved his hand, and then looked at his younger brother, "Brother, you have to come tomorrow, my sister feeds you." ”

Mu Guoguo snorted unhappily, thinking to himself who wants you to feed it, people will already eat by themselves!

Looking at the back of Fu Jinchen walking away with the child in his arms, You Chuxiu frowned tightly and looked ugly.

On the way back, Mu Guoguo sat in the back seat, bowing his head and fiddling with the Meng Qiqi that Fu Cheng gave him just now. This Monkichi has freckles on his cheeks and a pacifier in his mouth, and he looks very cute.

But Mu Guoguo doesn't like it very much, he likes Transformers and Superman. But he didn't bring Transformers or Superman, he didn't bring them out, so that his mother would definitely remember him and not forget him.

Thinking of her mother, Mu Guoguo began to rub her eyes again.

Through the rearview mirror, Fu Jinchen carefully observed his son's every move, and his expression couldn't help but be a little lost.

The day before yesterday, someone was sent to clean up the room, and Fu Jinchen used the fastest time to arrange a children's room for his son. The furnishings, as well as the bed linen and bedding are all new, in the colors and styles that match the age of the toddler.

Mu Guoguo stood outside the door, casually swept his eyes, and his mouth immediately grew into an O-shape. He liked the big desk the most, and the high wardrobe, where he could fill the table with watercolor pens and put a lot of nice clothes.

"Do you like it?" Fu Jinchen stood by the door and bowed his head to ask his son.

Mu Guoguo carried his small schoolbag on his back and didn't speak, just stared.

"Put the things down, let's go take a shower." Fu Jinchen reached for his schoolbag, but saw his son dodging.

"Don't!"

Mu Guoguo tightly protected the schoolbag in her arms, her little face flushed, and she shouted, "My mother bought the schoolbag for me!" ”

Fu Jinchen was stunned, his brows furrowed, "You can keep the schoolbag, now let's go take a bath." ”

"Don't—"

Mu Guoguo refused again, and retreated backwards, far away from Fu Jinchen.

Again, don't?

When Fu Jinchen heard these two words, he only felt that the temples on both sides of his forehead were jumping. Mu Liang used to love to say these two words, and every time she resisted herself and said no, he would press her on the bed and severely punish her for saying no!

But now, his son behaves exactly the same as her, how can he punish him?!

"Mu Guoguo, let me ask you again, do you want to take a bath?"

"No, yes!"

Mu Guoguo replied resolutely. He didn't want to take a bath, his mother only washed him last night, he only let his mother take a bath.

The anger rolled in an instant, Fu Jinchen's sturdy chest rose and fell violently, his eyes sank, and he said sharply: "Very good, you will put me to bed without taking a bath!" ”

As the words fell, he turned around angrily and went straight back to the master bedroom.

The man in front of him disappeared, Mu Guoguo turned his head and looked at the empty bedroom, and his face changed in an instant. Since he was a child, he slept in the same bed with his mother every night and never slept alone.

Mom -

Mu Guoguo held her schoolbag and stood pitifully beside the bed, wrinkling her little nose and crying. He wants his mother, this bad uncle is good or bad, and he wants to go home and find Superman's dad to beat him!

Back in the bedroom, Fu Jinchen found for the first time that he was actually angry with a four-year-old child. Pushing open the bathroom door, he took off his clothes and stood under the shower, his chest still undulating.

This child's temper is the same as Mu Liang's, he is the kind of hateful person who is angry and doesn't pay for his life!

After taking a bath, Fu Jinchen came out in a nightgown. He walked over to the wine cabinet and poured a glass of wine, and was secretly relieved to see the door of the next room closed.

Raising his head and pouring the wine in his hand, Fu Jinchen returned to the bedroom, lifted the quilt and went to bed. From the early toss to the present, he has been nervous all over his body, and there is no moment of relaxation.

Just about to lie down and rest, Mu Guoguo appeared by the door in pajamas and holding Meng Qiqi.

"Something?" Fu Jinchen sat up.

Mu Guoguo stood sideways in front of the bedroom door, her little head lowered, and she refused to speak. He fiddled with Monchiqi in his arms with both hands, and his fingers flicked the little pacifier.

What's going on?

"Why don't you sleep?" Seeing that his son didn't speak, Fu Jinchen asked again.

Mu Guoguo's eyes were still staring at the ground, "I'm going to call my mother." ”

"No, you can't!" Fu Jinchen flatly refused.

"I'm going home!"

"This is your home."

Fu Jinchen refused again.

"I want my mother's ......" Mu Guoguo raised her face, and there seemed to be a hint of pleading in her tone.

Fu Jinchen lifted the quilt irritably and got out of bed, walked in front of him in a few steps, lifted him up with his backhand, took him back to the bed in the next room, and said, "Go to bed immediately!" ”

He just thought that the child was deliberately angry and did something with him!

Mu Guoguo was thrown on the bed, pouting aggrievedly, her eyes full of accusations. His aggrieved appearance reminded Fu Jinchen of another face, and the inexplicable familiar feeling made him feel his heart tight.

Turning around with a calm face, Fu Jinchen closed the door and returned to his bedroom. Lying on the bed, his dark eyes stared at the ceiling, obviously angry.

Crunch――

The door was pushed open again, and Mu Guoguo stood by the door again in her pajamas. This time he only lowered his head, hugged Monchiqi tightly in his arms, and did not say a word.

"Mu Guoguo!"

Fu Jinchen turned on the bedside lamp and shouted, "What do you want?" ”

Ignoring his roar, Mu Guoguo stood there quietly, not looking at him or talking to him, fiddling with toys in his hands, but refusing to leave.

Call!

The anger in Fu Jinchen's heart was churning, and he couldn't really beat him, after all, he was still a child, only four years old.

Very good!

Fu Jinchen slowly sat up, sat on the bed and stared at him, the anger on his face dissipated. Don't want to sleep, do you? Then let's see who has the most energy? Can he still lose to a child?!

Tick tock-

The clock hand in the living room walks in circles. Mu Guoguo was wearing superhuman pajamas, standing straight by the door, his eyes kept staring at the toy in his hand, and he didn't look at Fu Jinchen.

Two hours passed, and he didn't move.

Fu Jinchen was surprised, and the anger in his heart was also expanding. Every time I see him standing with Sheng Mingzhan, he is called affectionate by Superman's father, and he can laugh unscrupulously, how can he be with him, this kid seems to have become a person, so repulsive and resistant?

Fu Jinchen pursed his lips and still sat on the bed, also not moving. This father and son are just consumed!

After another two hours, Mu Guoguo sat on the floor with her back to the door.

"Come here." Fu Jinchen stared at his pointed jaw and took the initiative to speak, he could also be regarded as an act of making peace and giving his son face.

But Mu Guoguo glanced at him fiercely, but he just sat on the ground and couldn't get up.

Depend on!

Fu Jinchen was furious, he was really going to be angry with him!

The stalemate lasted for a long time, until the sky outside the window gradually turned white. Fu Jinchen looked at his son's still stubborn movements, and the feeling in his heart was complicated. He leaned back against the head of the bed, slowly feeling a little sleepy, and closed his eyes slightly.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Jinchen opened his eyes and saw the light all over the room. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the door, but saw that his son was also asleep against the door.

With a long sigh, Fu Jinchen reluctantly got out of bed, walked to the door and gently picked up his son. He was still pouting when he fell asleep, with tears faintly hanging on his little face, and his small mouth was aggrieved.

Fu Jinchen was originally full of anger, but after seeing his son's expression at this moment, he was all powerless. He knew that his son missed his mother, but if he let his son be by Mu Liang's side, maybe he would never have the opportunity to get along with his son in this life.

The man's thin lips moved, and he lowered his head to kiss him on the cheek, not wanting Mu Guoguo to suddenly open his eyes, and his eyes were clearly full of horror.

"Don't be afraid!"

Fu Jinchen's palm lightly landed on his son's back and comforted him in a low voice.

When she woke up and couldn't see her mother, Mu Guoguo's eyes were red and she wanted to cry again. But he remembered that Fu Jinchen told him with an angry face last night that men are not allowed to shed tears, and he held back his tears.

If you don't cry, don't cry!

"Let me go!" After sobering up, Mu Guoguo began to struggle again.

Forcefully took him back to the room, Fu Jinchen made him wash up as fast as possible, change his clothes, and then took him out and rushed to the kindergarten.

A noble kindergarten in the city center, a place carefully selected by Fu Jinchen for his son. He parked the car, picked Mu Guoguo down from the back seat of the car, and took his hand and walked inside.

However, Mu Guoguo has a lot of backbone, so he didn't let him touch it, even if he was the leader.

When they come to the classroom, the teacher stands in front of the door to greet the new children.

"Hello, Guoguo." The young teacher was very beautiful, raised his hand and stroked Mu Guoguo's little head, and praised: "Guoguo is so handsome." ”

Mu Guoguo finally showed a smile, and Fu Jinchen pouted helplessly.

"Mr. Fu, don't worry, I will pay special attention to the fruit."

The teacher reached out and took Mu Guoguo's hand, with a gentle expression in his eyes, "Guoguo, say goodbye to Dad." ”

"Humph!"

Mu Guoguo snorted coldly and retorted: "He's not my father, he's a bad uncle!" ”

The teacher was shocked for a moment, and looked at Fu Jinchen suspiciously. If it weren't for seeing that this man was Fu Jinchen, it is estimated that the teacher would have suspected him of child abuse!

Fu Jinchen smiled awkwardly and glared at his son through gritted teeth.

Mu Guoguo's child ignored him at all, followed directly behind the teacher, and turned around and walked to his seat.

Leaving the kindergarten, Fu Jinchen got into the car with an angry face and returned to the company in an irritable mood.

"Give me a cup of coffee."

Fu Jinchen raised his hand to loosen the collar of his shirt and leaned back in the swivel chair tiredly. He basically didn't sleep last night, only squinted for a short time near dawn, and then he felt a headache!

Fu Jinchen rubbed his sore brows, pondering with a headache. Why is this kid's energy greater than him? Fighting him last night, wasn't he even tired?

After a sleepless night, Mu Liang went to the hospital to see his father after dawn, and the doctor said that he could be discharged if his blood pressure was lowered. Sheng Mingzhan did not leave Jingcheng for the time being, waiting for Mu Zhannian to settle down and send them back.

Handed over his parents to Sheng Mingzhan, Mu Liang was relieved. She packed her things and took the car back to Minghai City alone.

When he came to the Song Mansion, Mu Liang stood in front of the building, hesitating for a moment.

The mobile phone in the bag rang, Mu Liang saw the caller ID, and was pleasantly surprised, "How is Guoguo?" ”

"Don't worry, Guoguo is good." Fu Huanyan held the mobile phone and said with a smile: "As soon as Guoguo came yesterday, he immediately took down my dad." You know, as long as we have my dad's backing in our family, he can be lawless! Although the child is still a little unaccustomed to it, it will gradually get used to it. ”

Fu Huanyan thought for a while, and then said: "Fu Laosi sent Guoguo to kindergarten this morning, if you want to see the child, call me at any time, and I will bring it to you at any time." ”

The tip of Mu Liang's nose was sour, "Sister, thank you." ”

"No thanks," Fu Huanyan sighed, "Liangliang, in my heart, we will always be a family." ”

Mu Liang didn't answer, and after hanging up the phone, the hesitation in his eyes dissipated.

In the conference room on the 20th floor of the Song Building, a monthly meeting will be held this morning.

When Lin Qiang came, Song Qinghua had already arrived.

She wears a black dress with delicate makeup on her cheeks. On the newspaper spread out on the table, the report about the Fu family's snatching of the child is eye-catching.

Song Qinghua's eyes flashed, and he pursed his lips and asked Lin Qiang, who was sitting opposite, "Qiang, I remember that our college classmate, is he specialized in divorce cases, and he is more experienced in fighting for the custody of children?" ”

Lin Qiang raised her eyebrows and looked at her, and said with a low smile: "She needs more than just a lawyer. ”

Hearing her words, Song Qinghua's eyes darkened.

"Mom is early, Aunt Qiang is early!"

Song Aiyu was wearing a red dress, pushed the door in, and sat directly in the middle. Since Song Rufeng's death, the position of chairman has been Song Aiyu.

Lin Qiang swept her eyes, and the corners of her lips flashed fiercely.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, all shareholders and senior management of the group arrived. Song Qinghua bowed slightly and said, "Let's have a meeting." ”

"Wait."

Lin Qiang stood up, and just as the secretary came in to inform, she walked to the door and said, "There is one more person who must attend today." ”

"Who?" Song Aiyu's joking tone.

The door of the office opened, and Song Aiyu saw the person walking in, and the smile on the corner of her mouth stiffened for a moment.

"What is she doing here?" Song Aiyu asked with a calm face.

Song Qinghua obviously didn't expect Mu Liang to appear, and the look in his eyes fluctuated.

Today, Mu Liang is wearing a long black dress, and her delicate facial features are reflected in the sun, which is a different kind of enchantment.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing where she came from.

Lin Qiang pulled Mu Liang with a smile and asked her to stand beside her, then took out the folder that had been prepared a long time ago, and said in a deep voice: "According to the chairman's previous wishes, he authorized the position of the current chairman of the Song Group to Miss Mu Liang with full authority. ”

"Ahh

The audience was in an uproar, and everyone couldn't believe it, and they all looked at Song Aiyu, who was already sitting in the chairman's chair.

"What's going on?" Song Aiyu stood up and stared at Lin Qiang and asked.

Lin Qiang handed her the document with her backhand and said, "This is what your grandfather meant, and I don't know what's going on." ”

After a pause, Lin Qiang spread out the last page of the document and pointed to it for everyone to see, "This document has already been notarized, anyone who has any doubts can take it for testing, and the chairman's autograph cannot be fake." ”

Pushing the document in front of Song Qinghua, Lin Qiang stared at her eyes and asked, "President, what do you think?" ”

Song Qinghua pursed her lips, stared down at the signature, and her voice was gloomy: "It's Dad's signature." ”

"Ahh

The shareholders were stunned again, completely confused.

"Even if it's my grandfather's signature, she has nothing to do with our Song family, so why let her take over as chairman?" Song Aiyu bit her lip tightly, caught off guard by this authorization.

"It didn't matter before," Lin Qiang smiled, "But in the future, Mu Liang will be the chairman of the group, and her decision will be the highest decision of our group, so the relationship will be big!" ”

"You-"

Lin Qiang's answer was impeccable, and Song Aiyu was speechless.

"Vice President Lin," Mu Liang put down the bag in his hand, turned his head to look at Song Aiyu, and asked, "According to the regulations of the group, are the seats of shareholders and senior executives divided according to rank?" ”

"Yes." Lin Qiang replied very cooperatively.

Mu Liang nodded, walked in front of Song Aiyu, and his voice cooled, "This position belongs to me, Song Aiyu, your position is not here!" ”

Everyone brushed and looked at it, Song Aiyu was not standing or sitting, and her face turned red instantly.

In the chair opposite, Song Qinghua looked at Mu Liang with an inexplicably complicated look.