Winters in Meihai City are particularly cold. Especially this year, the temperature is lower than usual, and the wind and snow come early.

When he woke up in the morning, Mu Liang walked to the window and opened the heavy curtains. The sky was a little cloudy, and the north wind was howling in the winter without sunshine, which was even more unbearable.

Pushing the window open slightly, the chill suddenly hit the face. Mu Liang hugged his shoulders and shrunk, turned around and returned to the bed. The double bed was empty, and she was the only one.

Before Fu Jinchen left Minghai City, he had an agreement with his son that if Mu Guoguo could sleep independently during his absence, then when he came back, he would grant his son a wish.

In view of his father's commitment, Mu Guoguo's children have the backbone to sleep by themselves. Although he was holding the Transformers last night and leaving his mother's arms with tears in his eyes, he still tried to persevere.

Mu Liang was distressed, but he didn't stop it. She will now consciously come into contact with some parenting guidelines, boys should not be too pampered, and they must cultivate children's independence from an early age, so that they can know how to take responsibility in the future.

Mu Guoguo was also very well-behaved, although she was reluctant to give her mother a warm embrace, she still said goodnight to her mother with tears in her eyes, and then returned to the children's room next door.

Not long after, Mu Liang estimated that his son should be asleep, so he secretly ran to the children's room to see him, and sure enough, he saw that he was sleeping face down, lying on the quilt.

This child always kicks off the quilt when he sleeps, Mu Liang approached lightly, picked him up and put it back on, folded the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him for a long time, his eyes were a little undulating.

It will be his son's birthday in a few days, and thinking back to when he was just born, Mu Conscience was full of emotion.

Sighing slightly, Mu Liang put away the bedding in the bedroom, turned around and walked to the children's room, and woke up his son. The little guy behaved very well, his mother came to call him, he didn't make much trouble, and soon followed Mu Liang to wash.

Mu Liang couldn't help but be surprised by his son's behavior. After washing up and returning to the bedroom to change clothes, Mu Liang sat behind his son and carefully tested him, "Guoguo, what did Dad tell you before leaving?" ”

Mu Guoguo put on the old white sweater, used a comb to arrange the mushroom hairstyle, and said with a smile: "Dad said that he will come back before Guoguo's birthday." ”

"What else?" Mu Liang asked.

Mu Guoguo glared at herself in the mirror, pouted, and said, "Mom, can Guoguo not comb this hairstyle?" ”

"Uh......" Mu Liang frowned, "Why?" ”

Mu Guoguo was a little annoyed, pointed to his little head, and said bitterly: "Cancan in our class always calls me mushroom power, I hate mushroom power......"

Poof――

The mood of the dull morning was softened by his son's words. Mu Liang lowered his head and kissed his son's cheek and comforted him: "Guoguo, in the eyes of my mother, you are the most handsome and handsome mushroom power in the world!" ”

"Is it more handsome than Dad?" Mu Guoguo raised her eyebrows and asked.

Mu Liang nodded, "More handsome than Dad!" ”

Mu Guoguo was a little disbelieving, and lowered her head to her fingers, "But the teachers in our class are all saying that my father is more handsome!" ”

Mu Liang glared, and then asked, "Which teacher?" ”

Syllable!

Mu Guoguo hurriedly covered his mouth and shook his head uncontrollably, "I can't say it, I can't say it, and my father told me that I couldn't say it if I was killed!" ”

"......" Mu Liang instantly narrowed his eyes, "Dad also knows?" ”

"I know," the little guy is only four years old after all, and it is easy to show his feet when he speaks, "Last time my father went to pick me up from school, the teacher secretly told my father, and I heard it." ”

Mu Liang took a deep breath and continued to ask, "And then, what did your father say?" ”

Mu Guoguo scratched his head, trying to recall the situation that day, "Dad didn't say anything, just smiled." ”

"Your dad laughed?" Mu Liang fried his hair.

Mu Guoguo nodded like pounding garlic, "Dad smiled!" When Dad smiled, the teacher blushed. ”

Fu, Jin, Chen, you, find, die!

Ahh

The man, who was hundreds of kilometers away, sneeze two times in a row. Fu Jinchen sat on the sofa in the hotel, rubbed his nose, and frowned lightly. When you wake up early in the morning, do you catch a cold?

"Gao Sen."

Fu Jinchen called the man who came in to deliver breakfast and asked, "When can the contract be signed in the week?" ”

Gao Sen looked at the itinerary and said, "It is estimated that the day after tomorrow will be about the same." ”

Fu Jinchen pursed his thin lips lightly, and his tone sank, "Help me book a ticket for the day after tomorrow." ”

"Yes." Gao Sen smiled secretly and turned to prepare for the time.

This Friday is his son's birthday, and Fu Jinchen promised his son that he would rush back. He pursed his lips, his deep eyes filled with a smile. It was his first birthday with his son, and it meant a lot to him.

Driving Mu Guoguo to the kindergarten, Mu Liang paid special attention to several young teachers around him. She sat and looked right, but she couldn't see any problems, and when she left, she couldn't help but secretly break out in a cold sweat.

Mu Liang, what the hell are you thinking?! Did she feel jealous because of her son's words?

Driving the car back to the company, Mu Liang went upstairs with his bag and looked a little dull. Fu Jinchen is a scourge, she knows that after being with him, her thinking will always be invisibly influenced by him!

"Chairman."

When the employees saw Mu Liang, they would greet them respectfully. She smiled and stepped into the exclusive elevator.

As soon as I got out of the elevator door, it happened that the elevator next door also arrived. Lin Qiang came out in a lilac coat, and when she saw Mu Liang, she smiled, "Didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

Aunt Qiang's eyes were sharp, and Mu lowered her head with a weak conscience, "I was always worried about Guoguo wetting the bed last night." ”

"Really?" Lin Qiang obviously didn't believe it, and deliberately teased her, "I heard that Fu Jinchen has done a good job recently, and he has received a few big orders, so he is on a business trip again, right?" ”

"Aunt Qiang!"

Mu Liang pursed his lips, his voice slightly angry, "You are gossiping more and more." ”

Lin Qiang is single and has no children, so she naturally likes to be close to Mu Liang. She felt even more guilty about this child, and her love for her was even more compensatory.

"Liangliang," Lin Qiang took Mu Liang's hand and said with emotion: "You can break the mirror and reunite, it is more difficult than the chance of pie falling from the sky, cherish it!" ”

This is indeed true, Mu Liang responded, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a bright arc. After going through so many things, she has long understood that cherishing is far more important than love.

The road of life is so long, there are so many scenery to be nostalgic, love is too thin after all, and the only thing that can make us inseparable is to cherish two words.

"That's right."

Lin Qiang put away the joke and turned to business, "Do you guess what happened to the land in Fu Jinchen Industrial Park that was stuck before?" ”

Mu Liang asked people to investigate this matter, but the answer given was very official. Avoid monopolies, so press back.

"What's going on?" Mu Liang was a little skeptical.

Lin Qiang smiled and replied meaningfully, "Do you know Zhuang Haiyang?" ”

Zhuang Haiyang?

Mu Liang's face sank, and he gradually understood the meaning of Lin Qiang's words. yes, how did she forget about this person? But Fu Jinchen must know, but why hasn't he mentioned it to her all along? !

Back in the office, Mu Liang held his mobile phone for a long time, and finally did not dial the phone. She slowly curled her lips, and the look in her eyes was gentle.

Fool, a Zhuang Haiyang is just a man, and she has long lost any place in her heart!

In the gloomy sky, there is always fog. You Chuxiu woke up very early and got up before dawn. She passed the time in the flower room, pruning everything that needed to be repaired and what didn't need to be repaired.

After sorting out these, it was only more than seven o'clock, and You Chuxiu tightened the shawl on his body, feeling more and more that time passed slowly. She sat in a wicker chair until she saw the figure of the family doctor hurrying by.

The bedroom door was closed, and no one was allowed to approach it. You Chuxiu stood outside the door, his eyes dark.

Suddenly, the doctor opened the door, saw her gaze, and said respectfully, "Madam." ”

You Chuxiu nodded, glanced at the person inside, and said in a low voice, "How is it?" ”

The doctor put the stethoscope in his bag and said, "It's fine." ”

You Chuxiu pursed her lips and wanted to ask anything else, but she couldn't get an answer. The doctors in the family and Lin Zhi are all Fu Dongting's henchmen, no matter how hard You Chuxiu has bothered to have a good relationship with them over the years, there is nothing separated after all.

Sighing helplessly, a touch of bitterness slipped across the corners of You Chuxiu's mouth. In fact, she just wanted to know how her husband was doing, why was he guarding against her?

Gently pushing open the bedroom door, You Chuxiu picked up his coat and put it on Fu Dongting's shoulder, and said softly: "The window is windy, can I help you go to the bed and lie down?" ”

The man sitting at the window did not answer, and his eyes fell straight to the courtyard.

The curtain in front of the window was frivolous, and the corners of Fu Dongting's mouth moved, and he asked, "Guoguo is about to have a birthday." ”

You Chuxiu's eyes darkened, "Yes, I have already asked people to prepare things, and they will be delivered on time." ”

"Hmm." Fu Dongting responded, satisfied with his arrangement. When people are old, they will always remember the birthdays of their children and grandchildren, and always want to have a lively time.

However, this time Guoguo's birthday is destined to be lively. I was like that because of the child's affairs before, how can I speak now?

In the courtyard, Fu Shijun sat in a wheelchair, and saw the doctor leave with a black medical bag, and his restrained eyes moved.

"It's time for breakfast." Cao Wanxin walked out with a smile and stretched out her hand to push her husband in.

At the table in the restaurant, there were only a few of them, Fu Dongting didn't come out to eat together for a long time, and You Chuxiu rarely showed up, basically accompanying her husband.

After lunch in kindergarten, the teachers will take them for outdoor activities. The weather is not too good, and the activity time will be relatively short.

Mu Guoguo is wearing garden clothes and mingles with many children, but she is still recognizable at a glance. His facial features are exquisite, and he has a calm temperament that is different from other children at a young age.

Listening to a black sedan outside the kindergarten, Song Qinghua sat in the back seat, and his eyes never left Mu Guoguo, who was playing the slide. It's the child's birthday soon, and she is itching in her heart and always wants to come and see.

At the end of the extracurricular activity time, the teachers organized the children to line up to enter. Song Qinghua pushed the car door down and walked to the iron door.

"Pretty grandma!"

Mu Guoguo has sharp eyes and a good memory. The time interval was a little far away, but he still had a hard time remembering this man.

Song Qinghua stood outside the iron gate and waved at him. When the kindergarten teacher saw that they knew each other, she asked the child's opinion again, and when she saw that he was willing to speak, she brought Mu Guoguo over.

However, the teacher did not open the iron door, and the safety of the children must be ensured.

"Guoguo." Song Qinghua squatted down, through the iron door, and his eyes fell on the child's body tightly.

Mu Guoguo smiled, her dark eyes blinked, "Beautiful grandma, are you coming to see Guoguo?" ”

"Yes." Song Qinghua nodded, "I really want to go fruit." ”

For those who like it, Mu Guoguo will not reject it, nor will it be stingy in showing goodwill. He stretched his hand out along the gap in the railing of the iron gate and smiled, "I miss you a little bit too." ”

Song Qinghua couldn't help laughing, and his palm landed lightly on the top of his head. The child's hair was soft, she stroked the top of Mu Guoguo's head, and suddenly thought that when Mu Liang was in her arms, the thick little fetal hair was also so soft.

The taste that slipped through the bottom of his heart was complicated, Song Qinghua pursed his lips and said, "Guoguo, you are about to celebrate your birthday, and your beautiful grandmother will give you a gift, okay?" ”

She opened her leather bag, took out a delicately packaged box, and handed it to Mu Guoguo.

Mu Guoguo looked at the box and wanted it very much, but when she remembered her mother's words, she didn't dare to stretch out her hand, "Mom said that you can't just ask for other people's things." ”

"I'm no one else," Song Qinghua curled his lips, "Guoguo, in fact, I'm ......"

Halfway through the words, Song Qinghua lost his voice. She sank her face, speechless.

Mu Guoguo blinked, still waiting for her next step.

"I'm a beautiful grandmother," Song Qinghua could only justify herself, "so I gave you a gift, you can do it." ”

Mu Guoguo pursed her lips and thought about it, feeling that what she said made some sense. He smiled and reached out to take the gift, very polite: "Thank you, beautiful grandma." ”

"Good." Song Qinghua touched his little face and told him, "Guoguo, you have to keep the gift from your beautiful grandmother and don't tell your mother." ”

"Why?" Mu Guoguo frowned.

Song Qinghua's face was silent, and he said, "If you tell your mother, next time your beautiful grandmother won't be able to come and give you gifts." ”

So? Mu Guoguo smacked her lips, then nodded, "Okay." ”

The teacher pinched the time, and then led Mu Guoguo into the classroom.

Mu Guoguo put the box in his pocket, turned around as he walked, waved his hand at Song Qinghua, and said goodbye to her.

His eyes were sour, Song Qinghua stood up, stared at the little guy gradually disappearing, and then reluctantly sat in the car and returned to the villa in the middle of the mountain.

"Ma'am." The maid took the coat from Song Qinghua's hand.

The lights were already on in the living room, Song Qinghua swept his eyes, and said suspiciously: "Where's Miss?" ”

The maid raised his hand and said, "In the kitchen." ”

In the kitchen again?

Song Qinghua frowned, why does this kid always drill into the kitchen recently.

"Aiyu?" Song Qinghua had just walked a few steps when he heard a sound of pipa in the kitchen.

"Mom, you're back." Song Aiyu was wearing an apron and was struggling to wield a spatula.

The servants around were all standing on the sidelines, looking at their noses and noses, and no one dared to say anything.

Seeing the messy kitchen, Song Qinghua frowned and pulled her to her side, and said, "There are so many people in the family, just eat whatever you want, do you need to do it yourself?" ”

"Ouch," Song Qinghua threw away the shovel and poured out the kitchen knife that had been burned once, "Mom, I want to do it myself." ”

Hearing her words, Song Qinghua shook his head, his eyes sank, "Aiyu, you are not too young, you should find a suitable person and get married." ”

Song Qinghua's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "I want to accompany my mother forever." ”

"Hehe-"

Song Qinghua smiled and gently hugged her shoulder, "That's not good." ”

"Okay," Song Aiyu obviously avoided the topic, she pushed Song Qinghua to the outside of the kitchen with her backhand, and said, "You go to change clothes first, and then I'll go stir-fry, I will definitely let you taste my craftsmanship tonight." ”

Back in the bedroom, Song Qinghua closed the door and walked straight to the dressing mirror. She opened the bottom drawer, took out the key to open the lock, and took out the pink gown inside, her bright eyes falling silent.

Since recognizing Sheng Mingzhan, Shu Yunge finally found a trace of comfort. In this world, she can still have a relative, which is the greatest comfort for her.

However, due to Sheng Mingzhan's identity, Shu Yunge could only meet him secretly.

For the grace of the Sheng family's nurturing, Shu Yunge is grateful. People raised their younger brother so well, it was impossible for her to let Sheng Mingzhan give up her parents, and Sheng Mingzhan was the future heir of the Sheng family, in the face of such a situation, it was even more impossible for her to tell others about their sister and brother.

This can be regarded as a gain and a loss.

Shu Yunge comforted herself so much, fortunately, she finally found the stone, and she could be regarded as having an explanation to her parents.

After having dinner with Sheng Mingzhan in the evening, Shu Yunge told Sheng Mingzhan the remaining memories word for word. The siblings searched hard to find useful clues as soon as possible.

The sky was getting dark, and Shu Yunge drove home. She returned to the bedroom with her bag and her phone rang.

Even if he hasn't seen that number for so many years, Shu Yunge still hasn't forgotten it.

The mobile phone rang continuously, and Shu Yunge understood that if she didn't answer, the call would keep ringing.

"Hey!" Shu Yunge's five fingers tightened, and his face was ugly.

"Long time no see, Ann." The other party's voice was low.

Shu Yunge took a deep breath and sneered: "We have already said that after that incident, the two are clear!" ”

"In the past few years, you have had a good life." The other party's tone couldn't hear joy and anger, but Shu Yunge understood that since he called, it meant that something was going to happen again.

"You promised me that you wouldn't bother me again." Shu Yunge bit his lip, his face pale.

The man chuckled, "I can leave you alone, but someone has to be disturbed." ”

Shu Yunge's face turned pale and roared, "Don't threaten me with him!" ”

"Don't say it so seriously, but I just want you to do me a small favor." The other party pinched her sore spot and hit her with one blow.

The arm holding the mobile phone couldn't help shaking, and Shu Yunge struggled to control it before he could speak: "What? ”

The man on the other end of the phone curled his lips in satisfaction.

……

After getting off work, Mu Liang drove to the kindergarten to pick up the child, but the teacher said that Fu Jinchen had already picked up Mu Guoguo.

He's back? But I didn't inform her!

Driving the car home in a hurry, Mu Liang pinched the car key and ran into the elevator, feeling vaguely nervous. The elevator door opened, and as soon as she stepped to the door, the door opened first.

"Mom!" Mu Guoguo warmly welcomed Mu Liang back.

Reaching out to pick up his son, Mu Liang had a calm face, and shouted while changing his shoes: "Fu Jinchen, why didn't you say it earlier when you came back?" ”

The man heard her voice and came out of the kitchen with a smile. He wore an apron around his waist and a shovel in his hand, which was a little ridiculous.

The anger in Mu Liang's heart dissipated in an instant.

"Why did you come back early?" Mu Liang's tone when he spoke again was obviously much gentler.

Fu Jinchen suddenly walked in front of her, stretched out the arm holding the spatula, and gently wrapped her in the crook of his arm, "Because I miss you, I rushed back to you." ”

Mu Liang's arm holding her son stiffened, she raised her eyes in disbelief, and the man who came into her eyes had thin lips and a handsome face that turned all beings upside down, but there was no trace of frivolity at this time.

A flush fluttered on his cheeks, Mu Liang bit his lip lightly, and his whole heart palpitated. Now for his sweet words, she has completely lost her ability to resist and has completely fallen.

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If there is no accident tomorrow, there will be a plot of fragment two, lalalala~~