The first snow of the year came very quickly, but it also cleared up quickly. When she got up early in the morning, Mu Guoguo took the initiative to dress herself and behaved very well-behaved.

Mu Liang was secretly surprised, and after asking several times, he learned from his son's mouth that his behavior was completely because Fu Jinchen promised to take him to play on the weekend, so Mu Guoguo deliberately flattered his mother and wanted his mother to say a few more kind words for him in front of his father.

"Mom."

Mu Liang squatted in front of his son, wiped his little face with a warm towel, and carefully cleaned the corners of his eyes and mouth, with gentle movements, "What's wrong?" ”

Mu Guoguo raised her little head cooperatively, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, "Guoguo hasn't seen Superman's father for a long time." ”

The action of wiping in his hand paused, Mu Liang raised his eyebrows and looked at his son, his eyes flashed, and asked him, "Does Guoguo want to be a superhuman father?" ”

"Hmm." Mu Guoguo pursed her lips and nodded, "I think about it." ”

After a pause, he seemed to think of something, and quickly added, "But it's still a little bit worse than thinking about my father." ”

"Poof—"

Mu Liang couldn't help laughing, thinking to himself how stingy Fu Jinchen was, torturing his son like this?!

"Superman's father has been busy with work recently," put the towel away, Mu Liang took his son's hand out, rubbed him with moisturizer, and helped him take out his coat and shoes and set them up, "Mom, take you to see Superman's father after a while." ”

"How long?" Mu Guoguo asked with a pout.

Mu Liang sighed and said, "Maybe it will take a while." ”

"Wait for my winter break?" Mu Guoguo continued to ask.

Mu Liang was stunned, then nodded, and seeing his mother's approval, Mu Guoguo could be regarded as changing the topic.

Standing in front of the mirror, Mu Guoguo's children are still stinky. Jackets, shoes, scarves and gloves, all of them were his own. A black down jacket, coffee-colored snow boots, and houndstooth scarf gloves, the handsome little guy Mu Guoguo finally nodded with satisfaction.

"Mom, is that okay?"

Mu Liang had already dressed up and stood behind his son with his bag. She couldn't stop shaking her head, thinking to herself what would her son do when he grew up? But if you swagger like this at the age of four, will you still have it in another twenty years?

No way! She must talk to Fu Jinchen, she can't continue to indulge her son so much!

"Good." Mu Liang spoke helplessly, and when he heard his mother's affirmation, Mu Guoguo happily picked up his small backpack, grabbed his mother's hand, and went out together.

The temperature outside dropped, Mu Liang carried his son into the car, turned on the heater and drove away. Sending the child to kindergarten, Mu Liang first drove to the museum's construction site.

The construction site is progressing smoothly and although the weather is cold, it will not affect the construction schedule. Mu Liang wore a hard hat and checked the whole scene, she held the drawings in her hand, strictly monitored, and would never slack off if she found any problems.

This is my grandfather's lifelong hope, and she must do her best and dare not live up to it.

The cooperation plan between Song's and Y Group has begun to take shape. Since the last time Mu Liang met Yu Jian, according to the regulations, it should be Song Qinghua who wants to see Yu Jian today.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Song Qinghua walked into the conference room in a black professional suit with a capable look. The assistant placed all the information she needed in front of her, a cup of coffee in her hand, and her eyes were focused.

The strong aroma of coffee wafted throughout the conference room, and Song Qinghua took a sip, the curvature of the corners of his mouth slightly raised. The coffee here has been going on for decades, which is very rare. She stared at the other bag of coffee on the table, her eyes calm.

Buckle buckle buckle -

The assistant knocked on the door, and after Song Qinghua agreed, the assistant opened the door, "Mr. Yu, our president is waiting for you inside." ”

"Thank you." The man's peculiar hoarse voice sounded, and Song Qinghua raised her eyebrows, just in time to see Yu Jian's stunned gaze at her.

"How are you?" Yu Jianjian frowned slightly.

Song Qinghua smiled and said, "I usually say this sentence, but today it's finally your turn." ”

Hearing her words, Yu Jian was stunned, and then asked her: "You are the president of the Song family." ”

"Song Qinghua."

Song Qinghua pointed to the chair opposite, "Sit down." ”

The surprise in the man's eyes gradually retracted, he pulled out a chair and sat down, and said, "It seems that it was my negligence." ”

Song Qinghua smiled without saying a word, and pushed the untouched cup of coffee in front of her, "Yours." ”

"Mine?" Yu Jianjian frowned, and when he opened the lid of the cup, he smelled the aroma of coffee. He took it and tasted it, the look in his eyes was deep, "Thank you." ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Song Qinghua pursed his lips and said, "It's just a favor for you." ”

Hearing this, Yu Jian lowered his eyes, and a trace of fierceness slipped under his eyes.

Outside the conference room, Lin Qiang was holding the folder in her arms and didn't go in. She stared at Yu Jian's side face, and the expression on her face kept changing. Suddenly, she frowned and turned away.

After Mu Liang and Yu Jian met last time, the cooperation case between the two groups has been intended. This time, Song Qinghua was only aiming at the last case, and after reading all the information, she had no objections.

"We can sign a contract next week." When Song Qinghua talks about business, it is completely different from her usual. At this time, she coiled up her long hair, and her well-groomed cheeks did not have a smile.

"Yes." Yu Jian turned his head and instructed his assistant to arrange the schedule.

Song Qinghua nodded and stood up, "Mr. Yu, I hope we have a happy cooperation." ”

"It's a pleasure to work with." Yu Jian got up.

The door of the conference room opened, Song Qinghua left first, Yu Jian looked at her back as she walked away, and the smile on the corner of her mouth slowly converged.

The assistant walked in front, Yu Jian put one hand in his pocket, and his steps were steady. A figure walked across the corridor, and everyone stepped back slightly, "Manager Song." ”

"Manager Song!" Yu Jian stopped, looked at the person opposite, and said with a smile.

Song Aiyu raised her eyebrows, glanced at Yu Jian, frowned, and said, "You know me?" ”

"The youngest general manager of the Song family." Yu Jian's deep eyes had a little smile in them, "I have admired the name for a long time." ”

Hearing his words, Song Aiyu couldn't help but be overjoyed. Didn't she know she was so famous?

The man next to him turned around, Song Aiyu stared at his disappearing back, and asked the secretary next to him, "Who is this man?" How can you go in and out of the Song family? ”

"He's the president of Group Y." The secretary bowed his head and replied.

"The president of Group Y? Yu Jian?! Although Song Aiyu has never met Yu Jian himself, the company has been studying the cooperation between the two groups recently, and she knows Yu Jian very well.

The secretary nodded.

Song Aiyu put away her surprise, thinking that she had known that he was Yu Jian, and she should have said something more just now.

Pushing open the office door, Song Qinghua saw Lin Qiang sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, and couldn't help frowning, "Why didn't you go to the meeting just now?" ”

"It's good for you to be alone, and it's superfluous for me to go." Lin Qiang was playing a game, and a distraction would lose the game.

Pulling out the swivel chair and sitting down, Song Qinghua shook his head and mocked: "Hmph, you still say that I am naïve, don't you also like these things." ”

"Play occasionally." Lin Qiang retorted, and then put away her phone.

"How's the work of the museum?" Song Qinghua turned on the computer and began to check the quarterly report.

Lin Qiang put the schedule in her hand on her desk and said, "Liangliang has been following up and will not delay the completion date." ”

The fingers holding the mouse paused, Song Qinghua's eyes did not leave the computer screen, Lin Qiang stared at her expression, sighed dejectedly, and turned around to leave.

"Wait!"

Song Qinghua opened the drawer, took out a delicately packaged box, and said, "There is a chance to give Guoguo for me." ”

Lin Qiang turned around and came back, looked at the latest toy in the box, and couldn't help but smile, "Why don't you deliver it yourself?" ”

"Deliberately quarreled with me, didn't you?" Song Qinghua's face sank.

Catching a glimpse of her frowning brow, Lin Qiang pursed her lips and walked to her side, "Qinghua, do you like Guoguo?" ”

"This kid is very smart and cute." When Song Qinghua thought of Mu Guoguo, his eyes were surprisingly gentle. Her eyes fell on the toy box, and there was a hint of darkness in her tone, "If you have a chance, you can bring him for me to see." ”

Since the last time he met Mu Guoguo, Song Qinghua has always been thinking about that little guy. She still remembers that afternoon, she sat in front of the piano and taught him to play the piano by hand, and that scene was etched in her heart for a long time.

"Hey!" Lin Qiang couldn't help but sigh, "Why bother? ”

Her palm fell on Song Qinghua's shoulder, and her tone sank, "Qinghua, now that Liangliang is by your side every day, don't you want to do something?" ”

"What can I do?" Song Qinghua's red lips pursed, she turned her head to look out the window, and her voice lowered.

Slowly putting down the signature pen in his hand, Song Qinghua got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his face was gloomy, and said: "Qiang, over the years, I have thought more than once that if I was not born in the Song family, if I was just born in an ordinary family, then today, can I live a life as a woman of my age?!" ”

She pursed her lips and said, "Even if it's hard, I may be able to have a piece of land, grow some vegetables and fruits, raise a few chickens and ducks, and don't have to worry about how to improve the welfare of the company's employees every day, don't worry about the fluctuation of the stock price, and don't have to think about what Song's ranking is this year, and what is next year's goal?" ”

Lin Qiang stepped forward to her side, "I know you're tired. ”

Song Qinghua's eyes moved, "But I can't do any of this, and I can't have it." Because I am the daughter of the Song family and the only sustenance of my parents, I can't live up to my father's wishes, I must develop the Song family, this is my mission and my fate! I never had a chance to choose! ”

"Tsinghua ......"

Lin Qiang's eyes moved, and the taste in her heart was complicated, "That's why when you asked me to send Liangliang away, you only had those two requirements for me." First, don't give her an environment where the family is too rich. Second, you must find her a loving family. ”

The corners of his eyes lightly crossed a warm spot, Song Qinghua's eyes were calm, and he said: "Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, it is a kind of happiness to be born in a family like ours." But when this so-called happiness imprisons freedom, it becomes a shackle, and it is a shackle that cannot be untied for the rest of your life. ”

Stretching out his hand to wrap his hand around Song Qinghua's shoulder, Lin Qiang's tone sank, "Qinghua, in fact, you are not so ruthless to Liangliang, why do you always pretend to be like that in front of her?!" ”

"That's all I can do!" Song Qinghua chuckled, she turned her head, took Lin Qiang's hand back, and said, "Qiang, the people around me who make me love, hate, and resent have all left me, and only you are left!" You promised me that you would always be with me, and you couldn't ignore me! ”

"Fool—"

Lin Qiang couldn't cry or laugh a little, but the taste in her heart was as complicated as her. She stretched out her hand and hugged Song Qinghua into her arms, "You are still good, she has your blood flowing on her body, she is your relative, your dearest relative in this world!" ”

The sunlight outside the window was dazzling, and Song Qinghua squinted, but felt that his eyes were sour. The separation in the past few decades is destined to miss a lot between her and Mu Liang.

A silver Mercedes-Benz car was parked outside the small building in the studio, Xiang Bei opened the car door and led the people inside to the door.

"Do you want me to send you in?" Xiang Bei lowered his head slightly, stared at the person in front of him and asked.

Fu Huanyan shook his head, "No." ”

Xiang Bei's thin lips pursed lightly, his expression was gentle, and he said, "Then I'll pick you up at noon, and we'll go to dinner?" ”

Fu Huanyan lowered his head and nodded for a long time, "Okay." ”

Seeing her expression, Xiang Bei's good-looking sword eyebrows frowned. He pursed the corners of his mouth and suddenly changed his mind, "Forget it, you better go back with me." ”

When the words fell, he grabbed Fu Huanyan's arm, but she pushed him away with her backhand.

"Don't."

Fu Huanyan frowned, and his tone was firm: "I haven't been to the studio for several days. ”

"Joyful ......"

Fu Huanyan interrupted him, "Xiang Bei, can you lock me up for the rest of my life?" Don't you let me see people for the rest of my life? ”

She pursed her lips and spoke in a calm voice, "And it's not me who did the wrong thing, why am I hiding?!" ”

Well, Xiang Bei admitted that he couldn't talk about her. He stretched out his hand and hugged Fu Huanyan into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, not forgetting to tell her, "Call me if you have something, I'll pick you up at noon." ”

"Hmm." Fu Huanyan responded.

Watching her walk into the studio, Xiang Bei stayed in the car for a while uneasily, and only after making sure she was okay did he drive away.

The studio was cleaned up very neatly, and Fu Huanyan knew that Xiang Bei had arranged for someone to come over and tidy it up. She lifted the white cloth on the drawing board and looked at the unfinished painting last time, secretly fascinated.

On a whim that day, she suddenly wanted to paint a portrait of her mother. However, this half-painted work is difficult for her to write at this time.

Mom?

Fu Huanyan smiled sadly, was she lucky to have two mothers?! Since the accident, Xiang Bei has not let her come out, she knows that everyone wants to protect her, but she still has to face all this after all.

went upstairs and took down a backpack, Fu Huanyan planned to go home and tidy up his things. She came out with her bag, locked the studio door, and rode back to the Fu family's mansion on her bicycle.

At this time, there is usually no one in the house. Fu Huanyan leaned the car against the wall and walked inside with his bag on his back.

"Yo!"

Yao Qin was coming in from the courtyard, and when she saw Fu Huanyan with sharp eyes, she immediately shouted, "Who is this coming back!" ”

The steps forward paused, Fu Huanyan didn't want to deal with her, but Yao Qin took the first step in front of her, "Huanyan, you're finally back." You'll be hiding, since your incident came out, our family has been out of luck! Some time ago, there were reporters outside every day, so scared that we didn't even dare to go out. ”

"Are you finished?" Fu Huanyan sank his face, turned around and walked over her shoulder and went upstairs.

Yao Qin's face sank, and when she caught a glimpse of her still having that lawless expression, she sneered: "Hmph! What are you proud of, it's just an illegitimate daughter, do you really think you're the third lady of the Fu family? ”

Fu Huanyan's steps stiffened suddenly. In this family, she is not afraid of anyone, if it was Fu Huanyan before, she would have rushed over at this time and rewarded Yao Qin with two slaps to relieve her anger. But today's Fu Huanyan forced himself to swallow this breath!

Returning to the bedroom with cold hands and feet, Fu Huanyan opened the wardrobe and cleaned up quickly. She only took anything about painting, and nothing else.

When the housekeeper saw her coming back, he immediately ran to inform You Chuxiu. Since Fu Huanyan's incident, You Chuxiu's health has not been good, and she has had a terrible headache in the past few days, she heard that Huanyan went home, and she was so happy that she didn't even change her clothes, and ran out of the room in her pajamas.

"Huanyan!"

You Chuxiu pushed open the bedroom door and went in, Fu Huanyan had already packed a large bag of things.

"Where are you going?" Seeing her daughter packing up her things, You Chuxiu immediately panicked.

Fu Huanyan put the last sketchpad into his bag and didn't speak. Her expression was cold, she didn't look at anyone, she didn't say anything, she just packed up her things.

"Huanyan, you listen to what your mother said......" You Chuxiu pressed her hand, but saw Fu Huanyan dodge with her backhand.

Fu Huanyan took a deep breath, held his backpack in both hands, bypassed You Chuxiu's figure, and ran down directly from downstairs.

"Huanyan!"

You Chuxiu looked shocked, didn't care about anything else, hurriedly raised her feet to chase after her, and followed her all the way down from the second floor.

Knowing that she was following behind, Fu Huanyan's steps were faster. She ran to the yard and stepped on the bicycle, You Chuxiu was anxious, but she couldn't catch up with her steps. She was already wearing slippers, and when her movements were unsteady, she fell to the ground in an instant.

Touch!

There was a sound behind him, and Fu Huanyan's action of leaving stopped. She couldn't help but look at it, and sure enough, she saw You Chuxiu's whole body fall to the ground, and she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Throwing the bicycle away, Fu Huanyan turned around and ran back, bent down and reached out to help her up, "Where did you fall?" ”

"Huanyan!" You Chuxiu didn't have time to check herself, she was just instinctive, holding Fu Huanyan's hand tightly, tears rolling down, "Huanyan, you listen to your mother explain to you." ”

"I don't need to explain." Fu Huanyan checked it and was relieved to make sure that You Chuxiu was not injured. She stared at the ground and choked up: "You are old, you have to eat on time, don't worry about me, I can take care of myself!" ”

After the words fell, Fu Huanyan shook off her hand, ran to the courtyard with her bag on her back, picked up her bicycle and ran away.

"Huanyan—"

You Chu Xiuwei reached his right foot and couldn't lift his head to chase it. She stood in place dejectedly, seeing Fu Huanyan's figure in the distance, she couldn't help but cry bitterly.

Riding out of the gate, Fu Huanyan's whole body was instantly emptied. Her feet were propped up on the ground, and her cheeks were stained with tears.

Slowly turning her head to stare at the home that belonged to her behind her, Fu Huanyan's eyes were blurred. Since she was a child, she has been the happiest person here, but the happiness she used to be is now a sharp weapon that stabbed her.

Near noon, Fu Jinchen was worried about the budget, and Gao Sen hurriedly pushed the door in, "Four less." ”

"Say." Fu Jinchen's face was displeased.

"Madame is here." Gao Sen hesitated, and had to speak.

Fu Jinchen's deep black eyes moved, and he didn't refuse this time. Gao Sen helped You Chuxiu in, and the ankle of her right foot was already swollen to the size of a steamed bun.

"What's wrong with your feet?" Fu Jinchen's eyes sank.

You Chuxiu didn't care about explaining this, she grabbed Fu Jinchen, her eyes were sour, "Huan Yan went home and took everything away." ”

Hearing her words, Fu Jinchen seemed to have expected it. He pressed You Chuxiu's shoulders and sat in the chair, squatted down and rolled up her trouser legs, and couldn't help frowning: "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

"Jin Chen!"

You Chuxiu took his son's hand and choked up: "Are you still angry with your mother? ”

Fu Jinchen held the car keys, reached out to support You Chuxiu's shoulder, and pursed his thin lips.

Looking at her son's cold gaze, You Chuxiu's heart tightened for a while, she bit her lip and rolled out tears, "Huanyan doesn't go home, you don't go home either, don't you all want me anymore?" ”

Sighing secretly, Fu Jinchen said in a deep voice: "No, let's go to the hospital first." ”

You Chuxiu moved his mouth, and his heart was sour. Fu Jinchen helped her into the elevator and drove directly to the hospital.

The calm sea level, reflecting the fiery red sunset, is very moving. Sheng Mingzhan parked his car on the beach, and the large patches of color that caught the eye stained half of the sky.

The phone buzzed and vibrate, and he answered impatiently, "Hey! ”

"Mr. Sheng," the other party said in a polite voice, "the lease of the bar is coming soon, I want to ask if you still want to renew the contract?" ”

Bar? Sheng Mingzhan's restrained eyes moved, and his thin lips pursed into a straight line.

A few hours later, a black car was parked in front of the 'Mu' bar in Jingcheng. Sheng Mingzhan held a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and it wasn't until a large amount of cigarette ash fell on the back of his hand that he came back to his senses.

Flicking the cigarette butt in his hand, Sheng Mingzhan pushed the car door open, hesitated, and walked into the bar. When Mu Liang left Jingcheng, he handed over the bar to someone else to run. The clerks are all veteran employees, who are usually unsupervised, and they will all do their duty to the bar.

"Boss!"

Someone saw Sheng Mingzhan appear, and subconsciously looked behind him, "What about the boss?" ”

Sheng Mingzhan turned around and sat in front of the bar and ordered a glass of wine. A special cocktail, the color is clear sky blue, this is a cocktail made when Mu Liang was there. When she leaves, she gives the staff all the cocktail preparation methods she has created in detail, so that the cocktails here will always be different.

The cocktail that Sheng Mingzhan was holding at this time had a nice name, Blue Tears. This is when Mu Liang first concocted this wine, he gave it a name.

Pursing his lips and taking a sip of the wine in the glass, Sheng Mingzhan narrowed his eyes, and a light smile suddenly appeared on his lips. The slight salty taste in the wine is just right for the name of this wine.

Blue tears.

The elegant piano sound in the bar is beautiful, and it still inherits the requirements of Mu Liang at the time. Sheng Mingzhan turned his head and quietly stared at the woman sitting in the sound pool playing, his deep eyes couldn't help but squint.

It's obviously the same tune, why doesn't she play it, he will feel so different?!

The mobile phone on the bar vibrated again, Sheng Mingzhan glanced at the number, and connected the phone, "Mingzhan, the results of the blood test you sent have come out." ”

After a while, Sheng Mingzhan hung up the phone, picked up the car keys and quickly rushed back to Minghai City.