Mu Liang ran out of the bedroom to the door in one breath.

"Why are you here?" Panting and staring at the man in front of him, the corners of Mu Liang's mouth were gently curled.

Fu Jinchen snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and stood straight in front of her with his slender legs, "I miss you, so I'm here." ”

He replied in a relaxed tone, as if the sweet words were as natural as a normal conversation. Mu Liang lowered his head, his cheeks flushed unconsciously.

The winter night was a little cold, and Mu Liang shrunk his neck. Fu Jinchen stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Do you miss me?" ”

Sniffing the faint smell of tobacco on his body at the tip of his nose, Mu Liang was about to answer, but suddenly remembered something, pushed away his arms, and subconsciously looked into the car: "What about Guoguo?" ”

"Why isn't my son here?" Mu Liang leaned on the window and looked at it, but did not see his son.

"I didn't bring him." Fu Jinchen stood behind her with his hands on his chest.

Mu Liang's eyes widened, "Where is that son?" ”

Seeing her worried gaze, Fu Jinchen pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I asked Gao Sen to take him to dinner, and I will pick him up at night." ”

Secretly relieved, Mu Liang's tightly held heart was put down. Gao Sen has been by Fu Jinchen's side for many years, he is reliable and capable, and she is quite relieved to hand over her son to his care.

"Your car?" After coming back to his senses, Mu Liang saw this black Land Rover.

Fu Jinchen propped himself up in front of the car door with one hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, "I drove our little four back." ”

After he said this, Mu Liang really felt nostalgic for this car. She looked left and right and said with a smile: "Well, the maintenance is not bad." ”

Fu Jinchen opened the car door, grabbed her waist and pressed her into the seat, "Go up and take you around." ”

The man didn't give her a chance to resist, and Mu Liang didn't struggle much. She glanced at Song Aiyu standing in front of the living room window, reached out to buckle her seat belt, and let Fu Jinchen drive the car away.

"Where are we going?" Mu Liang sat in the co-pilot and asked him softly.

This is the closest to the top of the mountain, Fu Jinchen stepped on the accelerator to the end, and said, "Look at the stars." ”

Looking at the stars in winter? Mu Liang pursed his lips, thinking that this master of her family could be so whimsical, and go to the top of the mountain to see the stars in the northwest wind in winter, it is estimated that the two of them are also the first people!

The wheels creaked and stopped at the top of the mountain, Mu Liang couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the sound. Not to mention, she enjoyed being in this car. After a few years, the furnishings in the car have not changed.

Fu Jinchen parked the car on the side of the mountain, opened the skylight casually, Mu Liang raised his head, and the inky black starry sky immediately came into view. Tonight was a beautiful night, with shining stars hanging high in the sky.

"Not bad, right?" Fu Jinchen adjusted the position of the seat and said in a smug tone.

Mu Liang smiled, his eyes did not leave the night sky, and said perfunctorily: "Hmm." ”

Seeing that she didn't raise her eyelids, Fu Jinchen immediately frowned and sank his face, "You perfunctory me." ”

His questioning voice was full of anger, Mu Liang lowered his head with a surprised expression, "No." "This man is too cautious, and he often cleans her up miserably because of a word!

Fu Jinchen was obviously still unhappy, and his handsome face was gloomy.

When the sunroof opens, the temperature in the cabin plummets. Mu Liang only wore a sweater jacket when she went out, she hugged her hands tightly and couldn't help but shrink her shoulders.

"Cold?" Fu Jinchen realized that something was wrong, immediately closed the sunroof, and turned on the heater in the car. He unbuttoned his coat again and draped it over her.

The coat stained with his warmth wrapped around her shoulders, Mu Liang's trembling body slowly warmed up, she didn't expect to drive far away, so she didn't wear a coat.

"What's wrong with you coming so late?" After a while, Mu Liang sniffed and asked him.

Fu Jinchen raised his hand and pointed to the back seat, and said, "My family sleeps at night and recognizes the bed, but the bed is not easy to deliver, so I have to send you a pillow." ”

Looking at his fingers, Mu Liang was stunned for a few seconds, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was sweet. Fu Jinchen, do you want to be so considerate!

Wrapping his hand around his neck, Mu Liang pulled his handsome face and smacked him the lips, "Fu Jinchen, thank you." ”

The man held up her waist, held her in his arms, put his handsome face against the tip of her nose, and said, "Mu Liang, should you give me a hot name, don't call old Fu Jinchen, I don't like to hear it!" ”

"What do you call a hot spot?" Mu Liang frowned, what kind of title is affectionate.

Fu Jinchen nodded, and a pair of deep eyes fell on Mu Liang's eyes, and she trembled when she saw it. She blocked Fu Jinchen's eager eyes and said coquettishly: "Don't force me, let me think about it." ”

Thinking of a hot name for him, Mu Liang felt that it was a very difficult thing!

The man smiled and bowed his face, not wanting to embarrass her now. Anyway, the coming days are long, and he has time to squeeze her slowly!

Several attempts were made to break free from his arms, but several times they were quietly resolved by Fu Jinchen. Mu Liang sighed helplessly, feeling very uncomfortable sitting in the cramped carriage and sitting on his lap face to face. The position of her back against the steering wheel was very hard, and the kind of friction intentionally or unintentionally made her nerves tense all over her body.

The atmosphere of "that ......" became inexplicably tense, and Mu Liang swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his throat was dry.

Fu Jinchen held her in his arms, originally wanting to tease her. But at this time, seeing the tip of her soft pink tongue, a hot fire unconsciously rose all over her body, burning along his limbs and hundreds of bones to somewhere.

"Liangliang!"

The man's voice suddenly became urgent, Mu Liang gasped, and before he could make a move, he reached out and pressed his shoulder, and said, "Fu Jinchen, I have something to tell you." ”

"Say!"

The man who was braked urgently had no patience at all.

With a light throat, Mu Liang immediately sat up straight, took out a photo from his pocket, and handed it to the man in front of him, "Look at this." ”

After taking the photo, Fu Jinchen probably glanced at it. He can recognize Song Rufeng and Song Qinghua in the photo, but he doesn't know the other man.

"Who is he?" Fu Jinchen pointed to the man standing beside Song Qinghua and asked.

Mu Liang pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "My father." ”

Fu Jinchen frowned, looked down again, and suddenly understood in his heart. This man is Mu Liang's biological father, that is, Song Qinghua's husband.

"I wonder if he's still alive?"

Mu Liang's voice spoke again, which surprised Fu Jinchen, "Isn't he dead?" ”

Shaking his head, Mu Liang's expression was dejected, "Maybe it's not dead, I can't be sure." ”

She told Fu Jinchen all the news she knew from Aunt Yan before, and said, "You help me check and see what I can find." I just want to know, is he still in this world? If he's still around, where is he and how is he doing? ”

"Okay, I'll give you an answer as soon as possible." Stretching out his hand to hug her in his arms, Fu Jinchen could hear Mu Liang's last voice, with a little choked.

Fu Jinchen was very distressed about her life experience. No matter how much he thought about it before, he would never have thought that she was Song Qinghua's abandoned daughter, a princess who was supposed to be raised in a rich family, but she fell into the market.

"Don't be sad," Fu Jinchen turned his head, his thin lips gently kissed her forehead, and he couldn't help comforting her, "Now if you have anything, I will help you share it." ”

"Hmm." Mu Liang nodded, wrapped his waist around him, and leaned his face against his chest. Listening to the sound of his steady heartbeat, Mu Liang felt that her heart that had been restless for a day was calming down.

I like the feeling that Fu Jinchen can bring her, I like it very much.

"Liangliang."

The palm caressed her back, Fu Jinchen's eyes sank, and his tone hesitated, "How are you doing these days?" ”

The two of them haven't been talking on the phone several times a day in the past few days, doesn't Fu Jinchen know if she's doing well? Mu Liang's red lips were lightly pulled, and he heard the meaning of his words.

"You want to ask, how do I get along with Song Qinghua, right?" Mu Liang raised his head from his arms, his eyes sharp.

Fu Jinchen smiled awkwardly.

After a while, Mu Liang lay back in his arms, and his voice lowered, "Fu Jinchen, there are many things that we can't choose and can't change. It's like Song Qinghua gave birth to me, which is something I can't choose. But she didn't love me or raise me, and that's something she can't change. ”

Mu Liang's dark eyes flashed, and his face was gloomy, "Between me and her, there is no good or bad." ”

Fu Jinchen sighed lightly and wrapped Mu Liang in front of his chest with both hands. His handsome face drooped, thin lips fell on the corners of her mouth, and he smiled: "Okay, let's not talk about unhappy things." ”

Really unhappy, Mu Liang nodded.

"So let's do something fun?" Fu Jinchen blinked and asked her with a wicked smile.

Mu Liang couldn't help laughing and deliberately teased him, "What? ”

The man smiled and narrowed his eyes, and in an instant dragged her whole person to the back seat of the car. Mu Liang reacted, he was already pressed into the seat, unable to move: "Fu Jinchen, what are you going to do?" ”

"Mandarin Dream Revisited."

Fu Jinchen's thin lips were pressed to her ear, and he whispered hoarsely. Mu Liang gritted her teeth secretly, the anger in her heart was rising, she knew that his man was not well-intentioned!

"Fu Jinchen, hmm-"

Before Mu Liang could speak, Fu Jinchen had already lowered his head and blocked her small mouth. What are you kidding, I finally didn't have a small light bulb tonight, and I tricked her to the top of the mountain, and I was alone in the same car, there was no reason not to do something? And this car also records their first time, and it can't be disappointed!

His back sank into the soft saddle, and Mu Liang's raised gaze fell on the white roof. Her body was so weak that she couldn't exert her strength, and she only felt that the carriage kept shaking. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the empty night sky outside, and she nervously wondered if Fu Jinchen had parked the car in a safe place just now, if he shook it with such strength, the car would not have fallen!

Thinking of this, Mu Liang's face turned slightly pale, he stretched out his hand to wrap his neck, and gasped: "Fu Jinchen......"

"Shut up!"

The man turned his head and bit the corner of her mouth, and said hatefully: "Don't say anything bad about the scenery!" ”

"......" Mu Liang was choked and closed his mouth stupidly.

I don't know how long it took, when Mu Liang felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, Fu Jinchen stopped. Her little face hung limply over the man's shoulder, and she breathed heavily.

"Fu, Jin, Chen!"

Listening to her gritted teeth and roar, Fu Jinchen hooked his lips and glanced at her for a long time, "Do you still want it?" ”

"Get out!"

Mu Liang glared fiercely at his upside-down face, and pouted, "I hate you so much!" ”

"Hehe......"

The man smiled indifferently, kissed the corner of her mouth with satisfaction, and said softly: "Xinhe, I know that when you say you hate me, you actually mean that you love me." ”

In the end, he also threw Mu Liang a 'I know drop' look.

Oh!

Mu Liang's angry fried hair, I really wanted to bite him to death. But I feel reluctant, and my entangled mood is complicated. This bastard must have eaten her mindset now, which is why he is so fearless.

"Send you back." Reaching out to straighten her clothes, the man fully showed his selflessness.

Mu Liang glared at him, and he didn't have the strength to be hypocritical with him. I can't talk about him anyway!

On the way down from the top of the mountain, Fu Jinchen drove very steadily. Mu Liang leaned in the co-pilot's seat, his face was not good-looking all the way. She kept looking in the mirror, her expression angry.

"Here we are." Parking the car outside the villa, after Fu Jinchen turned off the engine, he turned around and asked her, "Do you want me to accompany you in?" ”

"No!"

Mu Liangqi snorted and pushed the car door, Fu Jinchen immediately chased down the car and said, "Heart and liver, your pillow." ”

The man held a love pillow and sent it to her, and his voice was gentle: "Go to bed early at night, don't think about me." ”

"Hurry up and pick up my son!" Mu Liang snatched the pillow from his hand, didn't bother to take care of him anymore, and strode into the villa.

Looking at her back as she walked away, Fu Jinchen raised his hand and touched his chin, feeling regretful in his heart. Seeing that she still has a lot of strength when she walks, he shouldn't have been soft-hearted just now, he should have tortured her for another hour!

Running back to the bedroom with a pillow, Mu Liang's heartbeat was still accelerating. She sneaked to the window, and through the gap in the curtains, she could see that Fu Jinchen was still standing outside the villa.

She pursed her lips and smiled unconsciously. This feeling is really like the feeling of a pair of little lovers secretly meeting during the love period!

"Whew!"

Mu Liang raised his hand and patted his cheek to brush away the heat. She was thinking about something, and she was really led astray by him.

The man outside the villa stood for a moment, then opened the car door and left. He still had to pick up his son, and he didn't dare to wait long.

When his body disappeared, Mu Liang turned around and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Wearing less clothes at night and going out, and being pressed in the car by Fu Jinchen to do bad things, Mu Liang soaked in the bathtub and felt that his nose was a little blocked. She didn't dare to soak more, so she took a hot shower and immediately put on her pajamas and came out.

The head is still dizzy, and the nose is not breathing. Mu Liang lifted the quilt and went to bed depressedly, his heart was furious. It is said that this man is a scourge, and if she is not tossed and sick, she will not stop!

Tired and tired into the quilt, Mu Liang drank some hot water, and felt much better after picking up. She was about to call her son when a text message came in first.

Sliding off the screen is a photo, Mu Guoguo is wearing pajamas, lying comfortably in Fu Jinchen's arms, and her son pouts at the camera, which means kissing her.

The anger in Mu conscience's heart immediately dissipated. Hey, now Fu Jinchen has completely figured out her temper, and he can use his son to help him achieve all the desired results.

Looking at his son's sweet little face, the look in Mu Liang's eyes softened. Just as the phone rang, she shook her head helplessly, this man really calculated everything.

"Mom!"

Mu Guoguo's sweet voice softened Mu Liang's heart in an instant. She breathed a sigh of relief, so she could only rub her sore waist and talk softly on the phone with her son.

Soon, Fu Jinchen picked up the phone and asked her with a smile: "Does it still hurt?" ”

His topic changed too quickly, Mu Liang was stunned, and his cheeks immediately burned. She bit her lip and said in a slightly angry voice, "What do you think?" ”

The man's low laughter came through the microphone, obviously he didn't say anything excessive, but Mu Liang's cheeks were still hot, she tried to calm her heartbeat, but listening to his breathing, she felt that the heart was beating fast, and the speed was beyond her control.

finally coaxed him to hang up the phone, and after Mu Liang put down the phone, he lay back on the bed. There was a pillow specially sent by Fu Jinchen tonight on the side, although his mind was not on this pillow, but Mu Liang really recognized the bed.

took the pillow and put it under his head, Mu Liang was just about to close his eyes, but he opened them in horror in an instant. Well, when they were in the car just now, this pillow was casually put under her waist by Fu Jinchen!

"Woo-"

Mu Liang wrinkled his little face, he was really about to hit the wall! She looked at the pillow, and thought about the sleepless night tonight, it was best to grit her teeth and remove the pillowcase and throw it to the side, and sleep with only the pillow core.

Fortunately, with this pillow, Mu Liang closed his eyes to find a feeling, and finally slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep. However, she didn't sleep well all night, and she always thought that Fu Jinchen was by her side when she was half-asleep and half-awake a few times, but she reached out and felt a chill, and withdrew her hand in frustration.

When he got up early the next day, Mu Liang rubbed his sore forehead and sneezed all the time. After last night's tossing, she finally caught a gorgeous cold. Aunt Yan found her cold medicine, and after she took it, she still felt sore.

The museum is about to open, Mu Liang didn't dare to delay for a day, staring at the big dark circles under his eyes and still going to work in the company. Song Aiyu couldn't help but sneer, but because of Song Qinghua's presence, she didn't dare to go too far!

For three days in a row, Mu Liang was plagued by colds. She sank into the pile of briefs every day with snot, almost collapsed from being tossed, and kept cursing the culprit in her heart.

Ahh

Fu Jinchen sneezed four or five times in a row in the morning, wondering if he was also infected with a cold. Taking advantage of the noon break, he hurriedly made up for his previous mistakes, bought medicine and delivered food, and went directly to the Song family to offer his courtesy.

When she got up early in the morning, Song Qinghua wore a black skirt and was dressed extremely solemnly. Mu Liang went out very early and rushed to the museum site to prepare for today's opening ceremony.

Today is a big day for the Song family, or the Song family.

Song Qinghua called the hospital again before going downstairs, and the nurse said that Lin Qiang had not yet shown signs of waking up, but other indicators had come down. Hung up the phone in disappointment, she walked downstairs and saw Song Aiyu running downstairs happily.

"Mommy's morning."

Song Qinghua glanced at the clothes on her body, frowned and said, "Go and change another set." ”

"I love it." Song Aiyu is coquettish.

"Today is different." Song Qinghua's tone sank, "You have to dress more solemnly." ”

Song Aiyu pursed her lips and reluctantly went upstairs. What a big day, isn't that the opening of the museum? If you don't build a factory in such a good location, you have to get a free museum, hum!

At nine o'clock in the morning, Song Qinghua and all the executives and shareholders of the Song family arrived at the scene. She is the only daughter of Song Rufeng, and she is naturally the one who presides over such a big field today.

However, the original idea of this museum was proposed by Mu Liang, so Song Qinghua also asked her to preside over it.

In another twenty minutes, the ribbon-cutting ceremony will be held, and almost all the group CEOs and group leaders who have cooperated with the Song family will be present, which can be regarded as giving the Song family face.

Mu Liang instructed the assistant to check the number of people, and the key guests must be present. If there is one that has not yet arrived, send someone to verify it immediately.

A black car stopped outside the museum, the driver opened the door, Yu Jian was wearing a well-fitting black suit, standing in front of the museum, the man's restrained eyes kept looking, and his expression was silent.

"Mr. Yu." When Song Qinghua saw him coming, he immediately hurried to meet him.

Yu Jian came, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "Are you all ready?" ”

"Almost." The curvature of Song Qinghua's mouth rose, she chatted with Yu Jian for a few words, and someone came to look for her.

"You go get busy," Yu Jian put his hands in his pockets and looked natural, "I'll take a look around." ”

The assistant sent the script that needed to be delivered again for confirmation, and Song Qinghua had no time to separate, and said, "Okay, then I won't greet you." ”

After the words fell, she lifted the hem of her skirt and walked with the assistant to face the manuscript.

Song Aiyu stood listlessly in the crowd, completely uninterested in these things. If it weren't for the fear that her mother would be upset, she wouldn't want to come at all.

She walked around with champagne, and suddenly saw Yu Jian holding a wine glass and smiling at her.

Song Aiyu blinked and immediately smiled. She wanted to go over and say a few words, but Yu Jian didn't give her a chance, and had already turned to leave.

A hint of suspicion slipped through the corner of his eyes, and Song Aiyu also left with a wine glass. She hasn't met the boss of Y Group a few times, but every time she meets, she feels that something is wrong!

"Chairman." The assistant trotted over and whispered in Mu Liang's ear: "The CEOs of the major groups have arrived, and the ribbon-cutting ceremony will be held in ten minutes." ”

"I see."

Mu Liang answered, turned around and wanted to go to the south exhibition hall to have a look. When she first came out, there was a window in the south hall for the final arrangement.

"Liangliang."

Mu Liang turned his head and saw Yu Jian's figure coming over, he immediately retracted his steps and walked in front of him instead, "You are here." ”

The man put one hand in his pocket and chatted with Mu Liang in a gentle tone. He raised his watch from time to time to check the time, until the assistant came over again to inform Mu Liang that the ribbon-cutting ceremony had begun.

At 9:59 a.m., the host's loud voice rang out in the open space in front of the museum. There are high platforms and buffet tables around it, forming an open-air drinking party.

Song Qinghua stood in the middle in a long black dress, and Mu Liang stood beside her. Everyone in the audience looked at their mother and daughter, and many people began to whisper again, and everyone turned their eyes on Song Aiyu.

Song Aiyu's red lips were pursed, and her eyes gradually became angry. Mu Liang must have done it on purpose, and he made a special arrangement to embarrass her today, and she couldn't get off the stage!

"The ribbon-cutting ceremony begins!"

Song Qinghua pulled the red ribbon in the center, Mu Liang stood on her left, and there were several people at the same time, performing the cutting ceremony together.

Holding the scissors in his hand, Mu Liang was very excited at this time. She did not forget her grandfather's last wish and the entrustment to her, she turned her head and looked at the museum behind her, holding her breath to cut the red silk she was holding.

Bump -

A loud bang erupted behind him.

The frightened screams of everyone instantly extinguished the joy in Mu Conscience's heart. She only felt the ground shake under her feet, and when she turned around again, there was already a high flame in the direction of the museum to the south.

"It's on fire!"

Someone shouted, Mu Liang remembered the exhibits in the museum, and rushed into the place where the fire broke out.