The door to the office was closed all morning, and the secretary did not dare to enter easily. Since Mu Liang left, the atmosphere was extremely tense. Until noon, the people in the bridal shop hurriedly delivered the pre-ordered wedding dresses, and the secretary hesitated and brought the people in.

"Mr. Sheng!"

The secretary stubbornly walked over and motioned for the two people behind him to put the wedding dress on the table. The person from the bridal shop opened the box and said quite proudly: "Mr. Sheng, the wedding dress was delivered as scheduled, do you see if there is anything you are not satisfied with?" ”

Behind the black desk, the man had a gloomy face, and his thin lips were tightly curled. He slowly raised his head and stared at the white wedding dress in front of him, and the emotions in his eyes suddenly darkened.

Smack-

Sheng Mingzhan raised his hand to knock the wedding dress to the ground, hurriedly got up and stepped to the table, raised his toes and wanted to kick the wedding dress away, but after thinking of something, he withdrew his toes little by little.

After all, I was reluctant.

"Get out!"

The man roared angrily, suppressing all his emotional frustrations.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then in his angry voice, he walked away without looking back.

The door of the office closed again, Sheng Mingzhan pursed his lips and leaned in front of the table, and after a long time, he bent down and squatted, reached out to pick up the wedding dress that had fallen to the ground, gently flicked off the dust on it, and put it back into the box.

The sunlight outside the window shines through the glass window and swayes on the tabletop. The sparkle of the ring is more and more dazzling. Sheng Mingzhan's restrained eyes narrowed slightly, but he was still stabbed in the eye.

A white Lamborghini drove in the villa in the courtyard, Mu Yi parked the car diagonally in the garage, pinched the key and walked into the vestibule through the small door of the garage.

"Ahh

Before he could stand on his hind feet, screams could be heard from the living room. Mu Yi frowned instantly, strode through the gorgeous living room, and went straight to the kitchen, "What's the matter?" ”

Syllable!

Song Aiyu threw away the knife in her hand, covered her fingers and jumped straight to her feet, "It hurts!" ”

The man pulled her into his arms, pulled her fingers and looked at it, and sure enough, he saw blood oozing out. He frowned, unscrewed the faucet to clean her wound, then pulled open the second drawer of the cupboard and found a band-aid for her to attach to her injured finger.

"Isn't there a maid at home?" Mu Yi raised his eyebrows and stared at the one in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.

Song Aiyu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her injured fingertips were still a little tingling. She pursed her lips and said, "I want to cook for you myself." ”

Sighing helplessly, Mu Yi glanced back at the mess in the kitchen, and the smile on his thin lips sneered, "Miss Song, are you cooking, or are you demolishing my house?" ”

"Uh......"

Song Aiyu saw the miserable picture, and immediately felt embarrassed, "It's the first time I've touched these things." ”

Taking off her coat casually, Mu Yi threw it to Song Aiyu with her backhand, she hurriedly reached out to catch it, and then helped him take it to the hallway and hang it. When she turned around and came back, she saw Mu Yi rolling up the cuffs of her shirt and standing in front of the kitchen counter to clean up her things.

"I'll help you." Song Aiyu was in a hurry to step forward, but Mu Yi held her shoulder and didn't let her get closer, "You better watch it, otherwise my set of kitchenware will be ruined." ”

Withdrawing her hand stupidly, Song Aiyu returned to the chair unconvinced. In her impression, Mu Yi didn't know how to do anything, let alone cook such a difficult thing.

She pouted and sat in her chair, waiting to see the show. But gradually, Song Aiyu found that this good show couldn't be watched. Mu Yi stood in front of the kitchen counter with his sleeves folded, his movements were methodical and extremely skillful.

Not long after, two dishes and one soup were already placed in front of Song Aiyu.

"It's ready to eat." Mu Yi washed his hands and put the rice bowl in front of Song Aiyu.

Song Aiyu stared at the steaming food on the table, and her eyes suddenly became sour. Although she didn't know what Mu Yi had experienced in the past five years, seeing the scars on his body and such skilled cooking skills couldn't help but make her whole heart tighten.

Got up and walked to Mu Yi's side, Song Aiyu gently opened her arms around his shoulders, lowered her chin and leaned on his shoulder, "Mu Yi, in the past few years, you have ...... What kind of life are you having? ”

Mu Yi's chewing action paused, and his dark eyes were lost for a moment. But soon his eyes returned to clarity, and then he smiled: "Haven't you had any days?" ”

Hearing his words, Song Aiyu's face became even more gloomy. She turned her head to stare at the man next to her, hugging his arm and pushing harder, "I'm sorry, it's all because of me!" ”

Stretching out his hand to pull her to his side, Mu Yi raised his face slightly, and there was a little smile in his deep eyes, "Don't mention the past." ”

The tip of Song Aiyu's nose was sour, and she couldn't help but get close to his arms. She bit her lip and murmured, "Since I was a child, my mother loves me the most, and I love my mother the most." But later, there will be one more you in my life. ”

Raising his head from his chest, Song Aiyu's red lips hooked lightly, "Mu Yi, I will love you well." ”

The slender fingertips stroked the broken hair on her forehead, Mu Yijun smiled, a warmth swelled in his heart, and he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Mu Yi clasped Song Aiyu's waist with both hands, put his thin lips to her ear and asked, "Let's go swimming, shall we?" ”

Swim?

The cold wind was blowing outside the window, Song Aiyu pursed her lips and shook her head, instinctively refusing, "Don't, it's so cold outside." ”

Mu Yi pursed his lips and smiled, took her hand and stood up, and went down the stairs on the side of the living room.

"Where to go?" Song Aiyu asked suspiciously.

Enclosing her in his arms, Mu Yi grabbed her shoulders and went downstairs, "I also have an indoor swimming pool here." ”

"Huh?" Song Aiyu opened her mouth in surprise.

Mu Yi turned his head and bit the corner of her mouth, his deep eyes were shining, and he smiled evilly: "The indoor temperature is normal all year round, and no one disturbs us......"

"Shameless!" Song Aiyu raised her hand to cover his mouth tightly, but was frightened by Mu Yi's shining eyes.

In the past few days, he has been busy with Fu Huanyan's affairs, and Fu Jinchen has not rested much for a few days. He and Xiang Bei searched for people all over the world, until Quan Yantuo came to the news that Fu Huanyan was in Yufeng City.

The moment he found Fu Huanyan, Fu Jinchen's heart suddenly became sour. The Fu family has an old mansion in Yufeng City, and she sits alone in the courtyard of the old mansion, stunned.

Fu Jinchen gradually understood why Fu Huanyan wanted to return here. Although they didn't live here for a long time, those years were the happiest days for their siblings!

Miss Fu Jiasan, who has been held in the palm of everyone's hands since she was born, and Fu Huanyan, who has never experienced any setbacks, was completely hit by this shocking news at this time. Such an embarrassing background is also unacceptable to others!

I asked the servants who stayed behind in the old house, and they said that the third lady had been sitting in the courtyard for a day and a night, refusing to eat anything, refusing to go anywhere, just sitting on the steps in front of the courtyard in a daze.

The moment Xiang Bei saw Fu Huanyan again, his eyes suddenly turned red. The heart that has been being lifted for days has not been relaxed because of finding her. Seeing Fu Huanyan's expression, Xiang Bei felt even more worried.

"Huanyan." Xiang Bei bent down and squatted in front of Fu Huanyan, his tone was very light, as if he was afraid of frightening her.

Fu Huanyan's short hair hung down on her shoulders, her eyes were fixed on her toes, and she only raised her head after hearing his voice. The bright eyes were heavy bloodshot, Xiang Bei's sexy Adam's apple rolled down, the palm fell on the top of her head and stroked it gently, and said softly: "Fool, are you sitting here alone or not?" ”

Fu Huanyan shook his head.

Fu Jinchen stood opposite them, looking at Fu Huan's pale cheeks, and his hands hanging by his side couldn't help but tighten.

"Xiang Bei, I want to go home." Fu Huanyan moved his mouth, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

Xiang Bei took off his coat and wrapped his sturdy upper body with a coffee-colored sweater. He put his coat on Fu Huanyan's shoulder, reached out to hold the frozen person in his arms, put his cheek on her forehead, and whispered, "Okay, I'll take you home." ”

On the way back, Fu Jinchen held the steering wheel with both hands, and his sharp eyes observed Fu Huanyan's expression through the rearview mirror. She curled up her legs and leaned on Xiang Bei's arms, and the whole person looked extremely quiet and silent, and she didn't say a word again.

Fu Jinchen's dark eyes sank, and the emotions in his eyes fluctuated. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xiang Bei, but saw that his handsome face was gloomy, and his powerful arms were tightly hugging the person in his arms.

drove the car back to Minghai City, Fu Jinchen directly sent Fu Huanyan to Xiang Bei's residence, and did not let her go back to Fu's house. Now that everything outside the house is in chaos, Fu Huanyan is going to make trouble when he goes back at this time. After all, putting her by Xiang Bei's side, Fu Jinchen was able to feel more at ease.

After those rumors spread, Fu's stock price has fallen for a week, and the situation is not optimistic.

Not long after, Fu Jinchen drove back to his home. He had just turned off the engine, and the red sedan on the side that had long been parked opened the door, and Mu Liang came over with the things in his hand.

"How's Huan Yan?" Mu Liang asked worriedly.

Fu Jinchen was slightly stunned when he saw her appear, "That's it." ”

That's it, right? Hearing his answer, Mu Liang's eyes darkened for a moment, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"Have you been here for a long time?" Fu Jinchen glanced at her car and asked.

Mu Liang gave him the things in his hand and said, "I'll come over after sending my son." ”

"For me?" Fu Jinchen's sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

Mu Liang pursed his lips, "It should still be hot, you go back and eat quickly." ”

The weight in the bag was heavy, Fu Jinchen's heart suddenly warmed, and his frowning brows slowly relaxed, "Thank you." ”

He held the bag in his handsome face, and his face looked tired, "I'll go see Guoguo tomorrow." ”

Mu Liang nodded, saw his blue face, and advised: "Okay, I'll go to the company first, and I'll contact you if you have something." ”

"Okay." Fu Jinchen opened the car door and saw her drive away before carrying breakfast upstairs. Running around all night, hungry and tired, at this time Mu Liang brought him not only a breakfast, but also a warmth that made him warm.

Fu's stock market continued to fall, although it will not affect Song in the short term, but the impact of such a huge impact is very serious, and there are no eggs under the nest. I am afraid that after this fluctuation, the situation that Fu will face will be unprecedentedly severe.

After the morning meeting, Mu Liang stood in front of the window, not in a good mood. The turmoil of the Fu family is turbulent, and it is impossible to calculate how many innocent people will be affected in the middle.

And all of this is Sheng Mingzhan's contribution, and even the result of his deliberate wanting! Mu Liang lowered his eyes and leaned in front of the window, the bottom of his heart was like a broken five-flavor bottle, and all kinds of flavors penetrated into the tip of his heart little by little, inexplicably complicated.

The news of the dissolution of the marriage contract with Sheng Mingzhan was released, and Mu Liang left the initiative to the other party. Although this practice will directly affect the Song family to a certain extent, Mu Liang still chooses to do so.

In the past five years, Mu Liang has not forgotten, no matter what, she doesn't want to be a person and do things step by step, and finally wants her to leave room for Sheng Mingzhan.

Mu Liang instructed his subordinates to prepare countermeasures as soon as possible, which was bound to minimize the impact on the Song family.

"Four less."

Early in the morning, Gao Sen summarized the included Fu's stock prices and handed them to Fu Jinchen for inspection.

Fu Jinchen sat in the swivel chair, and after reading the stock price fluctuations in the past few days in detail, his deep black eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's more serious than we thought." Gao Sen opened his mouth at the right time.

The man's handsome face drooped slightly, and his expression didn't seem to see any ups and downs. After a while, Gao Sen packed up the materials and left, and did not say anything more. Although Fu Jinchen didn't speak, Gao Sen knew his mood at this time.

It's rare that his son doesn't have to go to kindergarten on weekends, and Fu Jinchen will inevitably take a day to accompany him. This is a small agreement between their father and son, so every day when Dad is coming, Mu Guoguo will be very happy.

However, the weather was not beautiful this week, with heavy fog and low visibility. When Fu Jinchen arrived, it was ten minutes later than usual, and Mu Liang opened the door and saw that he was still carrying a backpack in his hand.

"Daddy!" Mu Guoguo saw him enter the door and rushed over.

Fu Jinchen picked up his son, bowed his head and kissed his little face, "Do you miss your father?" ”

Mu Guoguo blinked and dropped a saliva kiss on his cheek, which fully explained how much he missed it. However, he quickly pouted and said aggrievedly: "Dad, Mom said that the weather outside is not good, so I don't let Guoguo go out." ”

It is indeed not easy to go out on a foggy day, and Fu Jinchen also agrees. On the way here, he had already figured out how to deal with his son.

Carrying the backpack in his hand, Fu Jinchen smiled and said, "Guoguo, if we don't go out, we can have a picnic." ”

"Really?" Mu Guoguo was instantly excited.

Fu Jinchen nodded seriously, Mu Guoguo immediately jumped up, turned around and ran to report to Mu Liang: "Mom, Dad said we had a picnic at home!" ”

Mu Liang came out with breakfast, looked at the man opposite, and couldn't help sighing, "Let's eat first." ”

Fu Jinchen put down his things, took his son to sit at the table, and ate unceremoniously. During this time, he has adapted to this mode of getting along, eating when he should eat, drinking when he should drink, and he will not twist at all.

After breakfast, Mu Liang packed up his things and came out, but saw his son pouting his little buttocks, lying on the carpet in the living room, his face full of admiration, "Dad is so amazing!" ”

This little guy's kung fu is first-class, and Mu Liang saw the tent in the living room, and it was too late to stop it. Co-author Fu Jinchen's so-called picnic without going out, is that it?!

was praised by his son, and to some extent, Fu Jinchen's self-esteem was greatly satisfied. Mu Liang was lying on the sofa staring, Fu Jinchen raised his eyebrows and saw her curious eyes, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to come together?" ”

Mu Liang glared at him, thinking that this is my home, and he doesn't need to clean up the mess?! She pursed her lips and said angrily, "I'm going to the supermarket to buy something." ”

"Do you want us to be together?"

Mu Liang looked at the fog outside, frowned, and said, "No." ”

After putting on her coat and picking up the car keys before going out, the man behind her gently threw her a sentence, "Come back early, my son and I will wait for you at home." ”

Mu Liang turned his face slightly, and watched his son wrap his hands around Fu Jinchen's neck, his small body pressed against his back to play, and his black eyes were dyed with a smile. Her heart was hot, and she could think that they could only go early and return early, and they were still waiting to eat at noon.

Probably because of the weather, there were not many people in the supermarket. Fortunately, the supermarket was close to home, and Mu Liang saw the fog in the sky and wisely chose to walk.

She quickly selected the ingredients, finally bought milk and fruit, and then checked out and left.

I took out the key and opened the door, and the tent in the living room was already set up. Mu Guoguo was excited, as if he was adding things to the tent, toys, snacks, pillows, quilts, and even storybooks, all the things he usually used were put into the tent.

Fu Jinchen came over to help Mu Liang put things into the kitchen, staring at his smiling side face, Mu Liang frowned and said, "You get a tent at home, Guoguo will definitely make a fuss about living in it." ”

"You know all about this?" Fu Jinchen picked the vegetables and put them in the sink to wash.

Mu Liang rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that it was her own son, okay, and I don't know what that little guy thinks?

"It's so cold, don't let the child really sleep in the tent." Mu Liang's tone was displeased.

Fu Jinchen was prepared, "Don't worry, I have already told my son that I will go back to the bedroom to sleep at night." ”

Children are always curious about new things, and Mu Liang can't help but let the children explore, so he has to give up. She prepared all the ingredients she needed for noon, and pushed Fu Jinchen out of the kitchen, "You go to accompany your son, I'll come by myself." ”

Fu Jinchen stood outside and hesitated, "Can you really do it yourself?" ”

"Hmm." Mu Liang answered, Fu Jinchen nodded, and really went to accompany his son.

Looking at the man who left without looking back, Mu Liang frowned. What, there's no sincerity to help at all, it's purely perfunctory, hum!

For so many years, Mu Liang has long been accustomed to taking care of housework alone. She was quick with her hands and feet, and in a short time, four dishes and one soup were served on the table.

"Wash your hands and eat."

There was a shout from the kitchen, and Fu Jinchen felt hungry when he smelled the aroma. He carried his son to wash his hands, and the father and son hummed a song back to the dining room, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Hmm!"

Mu Guoguo was lying on the table with his hands on his cheeks, his little face wrinkled and ugly.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jinchen handed him the children's chopsticks, thinking that he was fine just now, why did he frown in the blink of an eye?

Mu Guoguo stretched out his little meat hand, pointed to the plate of saltwater shrimp in the middle, and resisted: "Mom made seafood." ”

Fu Jinchen glanced at it and subconsciously frowned. yes, what are you doing with seafood?!

In the kitchen, Mu Liang heard her son's words, she held the rice bowl in front of him, with a serious expression, "Guoguo, you can't be picky eaters, unbalanced nutrition will affect development." ”

Usually my son is a picky eater, and the kindergarten teacher also said that Mu Guoguo has this problem. I can't take care of him on weekdays, so every holiday, Mu Liang will especially give his son seafood to eat.

Although it is very difficult to feed him seafood, for the sake of his son's development, Mu Liang can only force it!

"I don't want to eat it." Mu Guoguo pursed her lips and picked out the shrimp meat peeled by Mu Liang out of the bowl in disgust.

Mu Liang sank his face and said angrily: "Mu Guoguo, do you want to be punished?" ”

Seeing that her mother was angry, Mu Guoguo was a little scared. But the trade-off between fear and seafood, the little guy still chooses not to eat it. He really hates the smell, the smell is so fishy that he can't swallow it!

"Mom, don't eat the fruit!"

When Mu Guoguo is stubborn, it is also a headache.

Smack-

Mu Liang put down his chopsticks, and his heart was on fire. This child's picky eater is getting worse and worse, and if it is not corrected, the situation will only get worse and worse in the future.

"Shrimp are nutritious and must be eaten."

"I don't like it."

"If you don't like it, you have to eat it."

"Don't!"

Mu Guoguo turned his head, stared at the man beside him with shining black eyes, and asked, "Dad, do you like seafood?" ”

Poof――

Fu Jinchen was struck by lightning, and thought to himself, son, how can you pull your father into the water, is this really good?

"Ahem!"

Fu Jinchen lightly throated, looked at his son's pure big eyes, hesitated but chose to answer honestly, "I don't like to eat." ”

"Hahaha-"

Mu Guoguo found the alliance this time, and immediately jumped off the table and ran to Fu Jinchen's lap to sit down, and said with a smile: "Dad doesn't eat it, and Guoguo doesn't eat it either!" ”

Fu Jinchen saw that Mu Liang's face was pale, and he instantly felt his back tighten, "That ......"

As soon as he was about to speak, he was stunned by Mu Liang: "Shut up!" ”

Well, Fu Jinchen silently lowered his head, hugged his son and didn't dare to speak.

Mu Liang stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the peeled shrimp, handed them to his son's mouth, and said, "Eat it." ”

The little one's mouth was closed tightly, and he couldn't open it. He shook his head and looked at Fu Jinchen beside him for help, and his expression was as aggrieved as he was.

Fu Jinchen couldn't stand his son's eyes the most, he was distressed, and immediately raised his head to ease, "Take your time with this kind of thing, don't force the child." ”

"How do you take your time?" Mu Liang narrowed his eyes, staring at Fu Jinchen's eyes with anger, thinking that this child has a lot of problems, isn't it all with him?!

It doesn't make sense for Mu Liang, Fu Jinchen can only attack his son. He made a color to Mu Liang, stretched out his hand to take the shrimp, handed it to his son in person, and patiently coaxed, "Guoguo, is it okay to eat one?" ”

Mu Guoguo still pouted, unwilling to compromise. Fu Jinchen talked bitterly for a long time, only to see that his son was a little loose, but the little guy also had a request, "Then Dad will eat first, and then Guoguo will eat again." ”

This method is good, Mu Liang pursed his lips and smiled, peeled another shrimp with a quick movement, and handed it to Fu Jinchen, "Nuo, you can set an example for your son." ”

"......" Fu Jinchen's sword eyebrows instantly twisted into Sichuan characters.

Finally, in his son's expectant eyes, Fu Jinchen had to open his mouth. Seeing his father swallowing the shrimp, Mu Guoguo immediately clapped his hands encouragingly.

"Guoguo, go get a tissue for Dad." Fu Jinchen looked at his son with a smile, Mu Guoguo slipped off his lap, and ran to the living room to get tissues.

The napkin on the table ran out, and Mu Liang was about to get it, but his wrist was grabbed by the man as soon as he tightened it. Before she could regain her senses, the man's palm was already pressing against the back of her head.

Mu Liang's eyes widened in astonishment. Fu Jinchen easily pinched her jaw with two fingers, and fed the shrimp in his mouth into Mu Liang's mouth.

There was a burst of warmth between her lips, and when Mu Liang came back to her senses, Fu Jinchen's thin lips pressed lightly, sealing the corners of her mouth. The temperature that was close to Mu Liang suddenly hit Mu Liang's nerves, and the man's faint mint fragrance mixed with the food in his mouth completely disturbed her heart.

The footsteps of Mu Guoguo coming and returning were approaching, and Fu Jinchen raised his face helplessly, with a gentle expression in his eyes.

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