Allure bar, full of people. The chaotic atmosphere in the night show gradually increased.

“HOHOHO――”

At the wine table, the crowd of people who came to see the joke automatically formed a circle, and the men and women looked excited.

"Hurry up and get up!"

Many people around were impatient, and they actually reached out and pushed Song Aiyu hard onto the round table, "What are you doing?" ”

Song Aiyu's face turned pale, but her voice of resistance was quickly drowned out.

"Miss Song, don't you know how to dance?" The men asked with cigarettes in their mouths.

Mu Yi leaned into the sofa with his upper body and sat with his legs folded, his handsome face was also dyed with interest. I've never seen this scene before, so it should be fun!

"Let me go down!" Song Aiyu stood awkwardly on the wine table, staring at her with a pair of malicious eyes, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hands to hold her shoulders.

Those people are here to see the jokes, how can they let it go so easily. Seeing that she was about to come down, everyone tacitly stepped forward, and actually blocked the round table and did not give her a place to put her feet.

"You ......"

Song Aiyu's red lips were pursed, and the anger in her heart was rising.

"Mu Yi!"

Song Aiyu turned her head, stared at the man sitting on the sofa leisurely, and shouted, "Let me go down!" ”

"Go down?" Mu Yijian frowned, and said with a faint smile: "Didn't you take the initiative to ask for it?" I want to go down without dancing, is there such a cheap thing? ”

"Yes—"

"Definitely can't be cheap her!"

With Mu Yi's voice, everyone echoed.

If there is a commotion here, the manager of the bar will come over to persuade peace. After all, they are all people with status, and if they really want to make trouble, it is not easy to clean up.

"Stop!"

The bar manager was just about to step forward, but was called by Xiang Bei.

"Young Master North." When the manager saw him calling, he immediately went over, "Do you have something?" ”

Xiang Bei took out a cigarette, flicked off the lighter and lit it, and took a deep breath, "Don't you have anything to do here?" It's best to leave things that shouldn't be mixed up, so as not to get into trouble. ”

The meaning of his words was easy to understand, and the manager couldn't help but glance at Song Aiyu who was surrounded by the circle over there, and was jealous, and said, "But the relationship between Miss Song and Si Shao?" ”

"You don't have to worry about this," Xiang Bei pursed his lips and smiled: "I will explain it to Si Shao." ”

Well, since Xiang Bei said so, the manager is decisively good. In fact, many things, as long as they don't go out of the big circle, he doesn't bother to care. Recently, Mu Yi has often come here to play, and he also saw the other party's net worth background, and he didn't want to cause more trouble.

"Then I'll go in and get busy." The manager went down the slope, turned around and walked back, just telling his subordinates to watch the point, if they really want to make trouble, just call the police directly.

Xiang Bei answered, then pinched out the cigarette in his hand, leaned sideways in front of the railing, and waited to see a good show.

Usually, the daughter of the Song family, is famous for her flamboyance and domineering. Especially after getting engaged to Fu Jinchen in the past few years, with the identity of the future fourth young grandmother of the Fu family, she has bullied people a lot.

Xiang Bei naturally knew Fu Jinchen's thoughts, so he didn't have a good face towards Song Aiyu!

"Brother Yi, don't you see if she doesn't jump!"

Someone couldn't bear it anymore and scolded: "Shall we give her some color?" ”

While talking, I don't know who stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Song Aiyu. But when she saw it, she shrank her shoulders in shock and screamed, "Don't touch me!" ”

A creepy feeling surged all over her body in an instant, Song Aiyu was really scared, she was so frightened that she held her head with both hands, her legs kept shaking, and her face was pale.

"Tsk!"

Mu Yi shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Miss Song, do you want to let go when you come out to play?" That's how you usually play? ”

Song Aiyu gasped fiercely, and her angry eyes shot at Mu Yi, "I don't want to play, you let me leave!" ”

"Do you want to leave now?" Mu Yi stretched out his hand, and the woman beside him immediately picked up a glass of wine and sent it to him, "So many people are waiting, you don't have a point, how can you leave?" ”

Cold sweat suddenly broke out in her heart, Song Aiyu stared at Mu Yi's eyes, and what she saw was indifference except ridicule. But she clearly remembered that when these eyes used to look at her, they were full of tenderness.

"Mu Yi, if you still hate me, I can apologize to you." Song Aiyu's lips trembled, and her eyes were full of begging when she looked at him.

"Apologize?" Mu Yi raised a smile again, but that smile was mixed with haze, "It's so funny, the high-ranking lady of the Song family, why did you apologize to me?" ”

"Mu Yi—"

Song Aiyu bit her lip fiercely, "What do you want to say, but you let me go down first." ”

The men around her got closer and closer, and Song Aiyu couldn't help but panic.

"It's not up to me." Mu Yi didn't buy it at all, and said with a smile: "Originally, we had a good time, but you came over to stir up the situation, how could I let you go down?" ”

"...... you" Song Aiyu pinched his heart and asked him, "Do you really hate me so much?" ”

Mu Yi raised his head and poured the wine in his hand, threw the wine glass to the coffee table casually, and did not speak.

The stalemate was very long, and Song Aiyu felt like a clown, coaxed on the table, allowing everyone to look at and ridicule, even disdain.

From childhood to adulthood, she grew up under Song Qinghua's careful care, where has she been so humiliated. She's alone now, and no one has even come to help her say a word!

"Damn, are you going to jump or not?"

Someone got impatient and kicked on the leg of the table. Song Aiyu only felt that her center of gravity was unstable, and she screamed in horror: "Ah! ”

"Hahaha-"

Everyone saw her holding her head and squatting down in a panic, and the coaxing continued. What a rare picture, free to see the daughter of the Song family's wealthy family being played like a monkey.

It turned out that she was scared, and she didn't have the usual cold and arrogant appearance, but Erer!

The laughter was piercing, Song Aiyu gritted her teeth and raised her head, but before she could see what was going on, she was splashed with a glass of red wine.

Smack-

The empty glass was thrown at her feet, and the woman in front of her raised her bright face and laughed triumphantly.

"Ahem!"

Because she was defenseless, a lot of the glass of wine choked into her nose, Song Aiyu coughed uncomfortably, red wine flowed down her forehead and down her chin, and the bewitching color finally stayed on her long white dress.

"Can't afford to play, can you?"

Mu Yi stood up with a smile, walked to the table, bent down slightly to stare at Song Aiyu's cheeks covered with wine marks, and said in a deep voice: "Song Aiyu, does this taste good?" ”

The vision in front of her was blurred, and Song Aiyu couldn't speak, only felt that her eyes were sour.

Mu Yi slowly lowered his face, leaned his thin lips on Song Aiyu's ear, and said coldly: "It's a pity, this is one-tenth of what you have humiliated me, I will slowly settle this account with you!" ”

As the words fell, he turned around with a smile and left surrounded by everyone.

Soon, the surrounding onlookers dispersed. Song Aiyu sat slumped on the round table, unable to exert any strength on both legs. Her whole body was still shivering, and she couldn't breathe uncomfortably.

Not far away, Xiang Bei saw the whole process, he put away his phone, turned around and left.

I don't know how long it took for Song Aiyu to breathe a sigh of relief, and she jumped down with her trembling arms on the table. She didn't bother to wash her face, and walked away from the bar briskly under the gaze of everyone.

Driving the car home, after Song Aiyu turned off the engine, she lowered her head and walked inside.

"Mademoiselle is back." The servants greeted her respectfully when they saw her, but after a closer look, they exclaimed, "Miss, your face, your clothes ......."

Song Aiyu's face sank instantly, and she roared, "Get out of here." ”

Seeing her lose her temper, the servants immediately lowered their heads and ran away.

Back upstairs, Song Aiyu closed the bedroom door with her backhand, and the face reflected in the floor-to-ceiling mirror was simply miserable. The dark brown red wine stains stained her originally fair face, and at the same time, she was crisscrossed with crying flower makeup, what a horror and ugliness it was, it scared herself!

"Ahh

Song Aiyu screamed angrily.

Buckle -

Song Qinghua heard movement in the bedroom next door, and immediately came over and knocked on the door, "Aiyu, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It's fine." Song Aiyu hurriedly locked the door, "Mom, I'm fine." ”

"Are you really okay?" Song Qinghua's voice was full of suspicion.

Adjusting her tone, Song Aiyu tried to laugh out loud, "I just finished taking a shower and am applying a mask. ”

After a while, Song Qinghua didn't continue to knock on the door and told her, "Then you should rest early." ”

"Good night mom."

The sound of the door closing next door was relieved, Song Aiyu's tightly held heart was relieved, she bit her lip and walked into the bathroom, peeled off her long skirt in three or two clicks, and threw it on the ground.

Pulling open the bathroom door, Song Aiyu stood under the shower with a calm face to rinse. She rubbed her delicate face repeatedly until her skin became white again.

The warm water splashed on her shoulder, Song Aiyu raised her head, closed her eyes, and let the suffocating water surge. Halfway through, she opened her eyes, and hot tears overflowed from her eyes.

Mu Yi, do you really not love me?!

……

As soon as it was time for the lunch break, Sheng Mingzhan appeared outside the office on time with a bag.

"Mr. Sheng," the assistant joked with a smile, "You are so punctual, I automatically feel hungry when I see you coming." ”

"It's hard work." Sheng Mingzhan opened the bag, took out a cake and handed it to the assistant.

"Thank you, thank you." The assistant was embarrassed to accept it, every time Sheng Mingzhan came over at noon, even she was stained.

"The chairman is inside, you can go in." The assistant opened the door with a fart, Sheng Mingzhan nodded politely, and went in with his things.

Emma, the chairman is so lucky! The president of Sheng's is not only young and promising, handsome and golden, but also really good to the chairman, because he is afraid that she will not eat lunch, so he personally sent it over, and he took care of it meticulously!

Lin Qiang saw Sheng Mingzhan carrying things in, and her eyes sank.

"It smells so good!" Mu Liang raised his head when he smelled the aroma, Sheng Mingzhan put the food he brought, and beckoned to her, "Come here, eat while it's hot." ”

The whole morning was high-intensity work, and Mu Liang had already felt hungry. She put down the pen in her hand, didn't have time to wash her hands, and ran straight over to eat.

Sheng Mingzhan took out disinfectant wipes, handed them to her to wipe her hands, and said with a smile: "Eat slowly." ”

"Hmm." Mu Liang nodded, his dark eyes blinked, "President Shanda, are you wasting time delivering me food at noon?" ”

"What then?" Sheng Mingzhan also picked up the chopsticks, "You are too busy to meet me, I always have to create opportunities by myself!" ”

"Ill-intentioned!" Mu Liang chuckled lightly and picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his bowl.

Recently, Mu Liang's working hours have been full, and Sheng Mingzhan can only take advantage of the hour of his lunch break to come over to see her and eat with her. Both of them are very busy at work, and they basically crash in their spare time.

"Liangliang," Sheng Mingzhan stopped her shoulder and asked tentatively, "If you take back the custody of Guoguo, you won't have to work so hard, okay?" ”

Mu Liang raised his eyebrows, stared at him and asked, "Are you trying to keep me in captivity?" ”

"Wrong!"

Sheng Mingzhan shook his finger and quipped, "It's not just you, but also Guoguo." ”

Hearing his words, Mu Liang's heart warmed. She gently took his hand and held it in her palm, and said, "Ming Zhan, I understand what you mean." But now that I have taken over the Song family, I must have an explanation, if I give up halfway, I am sorry for my grandfather. ”

Sheng Mingzhan was very smart and immediately understood her thoughts. His thin lips hooked, and the eyes under his eyes were gentle, "Don't worry, I won't force you to give up anything, the choice is in your hands." ”

"Thank you." Mu Liang smiled brightly.

Raising his hand and scraping the tip of her nose, Sheng Mingzhan reprimanded: "Say thank you again?!" ”

Mu Liang blinked, and was about to play, but saw Sheng Mingzhan holding the back of his hand against his lips, and coughed with his face away.

got up and poured a glass of water and sent it to him, Mu Liang asked him worriedly, "What's wrong?" Got a cold? ”

"Nope." Sheng Mingzhan took a sip of water and held her hand, "I've been busy lately, so I may be a little angry." ”

Recently, she has been busier than Sheng Mingzhan, Mu conscience felt guilty, and said, "I'm really sorry, instead of taking care of you, I asked you to bring me food." ”

Mu Liang pursed his lips, feeling that his girlfriend was really incompetent!

"I'm fine," Sheng Mingzhan raised a smile and hugged her into his arms, "Liangliang, I know you want to get Guoguo back as soon as possible, and I will do my best to help you." ”

The tip of Mu Liang's nose was sour, and he always felt warm by his side.

When the lunch break was about to end, Mu Liang got up and sent Sheng Mingzhan out. Standing in front of the elevator, staring at his slightly haggard face, she told uneasily: "Have time to go to the hospital for a check-up, don't let me worry." ”

Women always like to be cranky. Sheng Mingzhan didn't want her to worry, so he smiled and nodded, "Okay." ”

In front of the elevator door, Mu Liang smiled and waved his hand, and Sheng Mingzhan was reluctant to see the door closed.

Mu Liang turned around, but saw Lin Qiang standing behind her.

On the large desk, there are many folders spread out. Mu Liang lowered his head to study, Lin Qiang sat in the chair opposite her, her eyes flashed: "Liangliang, Ming Zhan is very good to you." ”

"Good." Mu Liang didn't raise his head, and said casually: "He is also very good to Guoguo." ”

Lin Qiang caressed the rim of the cup with her fingers, and asked again, "When are you going to get married?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Liang slowly raised his head, a hint of blush drifting across his cheeks, "Aunt Lin, your question is too direct." ”

"Hehe-"

Lin Qiang chuckled and said, "Auntie is a straight person. ”

"Well," Mu Liang pursed his lips and looked shy, "Marriage is such a thing, you have to go with the flow." ”

Hearing her words, Lin Qiang smiled meaningfully.

On Friday evening, Fu Jinchen picked up his son from kindergarten and drove him to Song's family. Every weekend, Mu Guoguo can be alone with her mother, and the child looks forward to it early and late, and talks about it every day.

Driving to the Song Building, Fu Jinchen parked the car and picked up his son from the back seat. As soon as Mu Guoguo's feet hit the ground, he immediately ran forward, "Mom, Mom!" ”

Mu Liang was rushing forward all afternoon, so he wanted to get off work on time to pick up his son. She turned her head in surprise, and saw a small black shadow flying over, "Guoguo!" ”

Mu Guoguo put her arms around her mother's neck, pouted her mouth, and smacked her cheeks fiercely. Turning his head, he saw Sheng Mingzhan on the side, and he was also very excited, "Superman Dad." ”

Sheng Mingzhan raised his hand to hug Mu Guoguo over, and said with a smile: "Why are you here?" Your mom and I are going to pick you up. ”

"Whew!"

Mu Guoguo pursed his lips, thinking that he had known that his mother was going to pick him up, so he was waiting in the kindergarten.

In front of the car on the side of the road, Fu Jinchen was carrying a package in his hand, which contained the child's change of clothes and toys. Mu Liang's eyes flickered slightly when he saw him sending the child over.

Sheng Mingzhan handed over the child to Mu Liang with his backhand, walked up to Fu Jinchen, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for sending the child over." ”

Fu Jinchen's thin lips hooked, and his voice was very cold, "I sent my son over, do you need to thank you?" ”

Sheng Mingzhan doesn't need to argue with him about this kind of problem. He stretched out his hand to take the thing, but saw Fu Jinchen's gloomy expression.

The atmosphere was instantly awkward.

Putting his son down, Mu Liang opened the car door and let him sit in, and then walked over to pick up the things himself, "You don't have to bring so much in the future, I have Guoguo's clothes." ”

Then, Mu Liang carried his things and returned to the car.

Sheng Mingzhan opened the door of the cab and went in and started the engine. Mu Guoguo blinked, quietly turned his head to look at Fu Jinchen outside the car, hesitated and waved his hand at him.

This picture is extremely ironic, Fu Jinchen stood on the side of the road in a daze, and the arc of his thin lips was bitter.

Soon, Lin Qiang came out with a leather bag, looking at Fu Jinchen's figure driving away, she pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes slightly. Because of the events of that year, she has always felt guilty about Mu Conscience. She hopes more than anyone else that Mu Liang can live happily.

Before the chairman died, he did not tell Fu Jinchen about Mu Liang's life experience. Lin Qiang always felt that in the chairman's heart, there was a special sustenance for Fu Jinchen.

She wasn't sure if her guess was correct, but she always felt that she couldn't see through Sheng Mingzhan.

Sitting in the black car, Lin Qiang instructed the driver to drive. She caressed the white jade bracelet on her wrist, only to feel that the weight was on the tip of her heart, she was afraid that there would be some negligence, so as to live up to the chairman's trust.

Perhaps, Fu Jinchen should get this opportunity. A fair contest can determine the winner or loser!

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My baby recovered, but I started coughing and dizzy again! Whew, a little less today, let me slow down!