The woman standing facing each other is tall and delicately maintained. Xiao Ya clenched her fists before she could suppress the anger that surged in her heart. God is really unfair, gave Song Qinghua a prominent family background, and gave her a beautiful face, she has not seen her for so many years, and her figure and appearance are not much different from more than 20 years ago.

"Who are you looking for when you're standing outside my house?" Song Qinghua saw that the woman opposite did not speak, frowned and asked again.

Her home?

Xiao Ya suddenly changed her face, pursed her lips and said, "It's too dark, I'm really sorry that I went the wrong way." She quickly crumpled the note in her hand into a ball and slipped it into her pocket.

The street lights on both sides of the mountain road were a little dim tonight, and Song Qinghua didn't think much about it when she saw the woman who turned to leave, and really thought that she was looking for the wrong way when it was dark.

The white sedan drove past the mountain road, and Song Aiyu lowered her head and only waited for a long time before raising her head. Xiao Ya's car had left, and Song Qinghua had also returned to the villa, and there was no one in front of the door.

"Shhh

Song Aiyu raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat, her pale cheeks were still stained with horror. It's dangerous!

Carrying the bag home, the crystal lights in the living room are bright. Song Aiyu changed her shoes and walked to the restaurant, Song Qinghua was already sitting at the table eating.

"Mom."

Song Aiyu pulled out the chair and shouted sweetly. Song Qinghua held the chopsticks in his hand, raised his eyebrows and swept her eyes, his expression did not fluctuate much, "You are also responsible for the matter of the cargo ship, I will let the board of directors vote on this matter, if everyone unanimously rules that you are at fault, I hope you can implement the final decision of the board of directors." ”

Song Aiyu lowered her head, without any rebuttal or quibble, and nodded: "I know." ”

Compared with the non-admission at the previous meeting, Song Aiyu's tone or expression at this time was very humble, the anger in Song Qinghua's heart disappeared, she put down her rice bowl, and said, "I'm full, go upstairs first." ”

Song Qinghua walked past the dining table with her hands down, Song Aiyu bit her chopsticks, staring at her back as she disappeared at the staircase, her delicate brows furrowed tightly.

It was boring to eat alone, Song Aiyu took two bites of rice, threw away the chopsticks with a snap, and turned around and walked out of the restaurant. The maids at home have become accustomed to her appearance, and everyone just bows their heads to clean up, but there are a lot of whispers in their hearts.

is also the daughter of the Song family, Mu Liang has not lived in for a long time, and he is polite to people and things. I also know how to respect people and treat people with special leniency.

As soon as she walked out of the restaurant, Song Aiyu heard Aunt Yan's voice sound, "Miss Mu, you're back." ”

Mu Liang's coat was stained with a lot of stolen goods, and she spent all day in the factory today. Aunt Yan took it with her hand, looked at it and said, "This clothes have to be dry cleaned, and they are not easy to wash off." ”

She called the servants and told them to wash their clothes.

Mu Liang opened the leather bag, took out a packet of Chinese medicine inside, and handed it to Aunt Yan, "Aunt Yan, don't you have a leg pain, try this medicine." My dad is also rheumatist, and it works well with this medicine. ”

Aunt Yan hurriedly took it and thanked her repeatedly, "Miss Mu, I have a little illness, so can you please go and get me medicine." ”

"How can there be so much exquisiteness," Mu Liang smiled, "I happened to pass by the hospital." ”

"Thank you." Aunt Yan was grateful, hurriedly took her hand and walked to the restaurant, "You haven't eaten yet, I'll order someone to prepare it immediately." ”

"Don't bother, just keep it simple." Mu Liang drank a glass of water, and after a hard day in the factory, he really felt tired.

Aunt Yan hugged the medicinal herbs, and said with pity in her eyes: "How can it be simple, it is so hard every day, you must eat well." ”

Song Aiyi's face was calm, and the anger in her heart was high. Hmph, Mu Liang has only been at home for a few days, so he coaxed his mother and his subordinates around. This can't be done, she has to win back her mother's heart!

Seeing that Aunt Yan went to the kitchen to prepare herself, Mu Liang picked up the phone and dialed her son. Fu Jinchen preemptively picked up the phone, and his tone was obviously impulsive, "Mu Liang, you treat me as a dead man!" ”

Oh!

Mu Liang opened his mouth, thinking that this man was in a hurry again. She pursed her lips and immediately lowered her posture, "Guoguo Dad, don't be angry." ”

Guoguo Dad?!

The corners of Fu Jinchen's mouth twitched, and his good-looking sword eyebrows frowned. This is called good soil, the scum of the soil, which is completely inconsistent with his high-end and high-grade identity!

"Last time you said you wanted a nickname, how about that?" Mu Liang held back a smile and asked him easily.

Fu Jinchen's dark eyes narrowed, and he imagined in his mind that when he walked on the street in the future, or when friends gathered, Mu Liang shouted 'Guoguo Dad' in front of everyone, and it is estimated that in an instant, his image in the minds of everyone will definitely plummet and sink to the bottom!

"Change your name!" Fu Jinchen's whole body trembled, and he immediately retorted.

Mu Liang pouted, looking displeased, "Why do you want to change, what a good name." Don't you see that on TV, old husbands and wives are called that, and only those with a happy family will have a kind of endearment! ”

Really? Fu Jinchen frowned, indulging in her old husband and wife, but thinking of the catastrophe that this title would bring to him, he still decided to resist to the end!

"Not to my taste." Fu Jinchen found a reason again.

Thinking of his taste, Mu Liang snorted disdainfully, and his tone was sharp, "If you want to match your taste, then you can only be called Uncle Huang!" ”

"......" Fu Jinchen choked, and then his face turned pale. Exercise! Is the master's taste so bad? How good yellow is, he loves yellow, yellow, hum!

Before he could say the rest of the words, the phone had been snatched by his son. Mu Guoguo sat on Fu Jinchen's lap, holding the phone and asked sweetly, "Mom, when are you going home?" ”

The son went straight to the point, and Fu Jinchen couldn't help but give a thumbs up. Mu Guoguo's proud Nunu mouth, Qi bangs covered his forehead, Fu Jinchen couldn't help but bow his head and kiss his son's face.

"Mommy will come home tomorrow to see you." Mu Liang heard his son's voice, and his eyes were a little sour. She held the microphone and said, "Guoguo, you tell your father, mom misses dad and thinks about Guoguo." ”

Mu Guoguo turned her head and repeated her mother's words to Fu Jinchen, "Dad, Mom said that she misses you and Guoguo." ”

The unhappiness about the nickname in my heart has come to naught in this thought. Fu Jinchen's face was pressed down, his thin lips were pressed against the microphone, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was gentle, "Xinhe, I miss you too, come back early." ”

"Hmm." Mu Liang answered, feeling that the fatigue in his whole body had dissipated. After a while, she saw Aunt Yan come out with a dinner plate, so she hung up the phone and ate with peace of mind.

When Sang Hui received Xiao Ya's call, she was already prepared. At the appointed time, she took a car to a secluded teahouse. The teahouse is decorated in a very old style, which is obviously far from the modern urban rhythm of the surrounding area.

Sang Hui came to the second floor with her bag, Xiao Ya sat in front of the window, waving her hand, "Here." ”

Pulling open the chair opposite, a waiter immediately came over lazily with a water bill and asked, "What to drink?" ”

"Green tea." Sang Hui lowered her eyes and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she felt her throat dry when she was walking in a hurry just now.

After a while, the waiter brought the teacups over. Sang Hui held the glass and blew, took a sip on the rim of the cup and took a sip, "Xiaoya, are you in a hurry to see that I have something?" ”

Xiao Ya's face was ugly, "Sister Hui, please tell me honestly, what is the relationship between Song Qinghua and Aiyu?" ”

The cup in her hand was a little hot, Sang Hui held the teacup in both hands, and she didn't intend to continue to hide it, "Back then, you left the child, and I couldn't raise it at all, so I could only lie that Aiyu was my daughter and handed it over to Song Qinghua to raise." ”

"You gave my daughter to that woman?" Xiao Ya immediately changed her face.

Sang Hui nodded and said, "Tsinghua promised me that I would definitely raise Aiyu well." ”

"But she killed Sang Yu!" Xiao Ya's emotions instantly became excited, "Sister Hui, how did you hand over Sang Yu's child to the person who killed him to raise him?!" ”

"Sang Yu was not killed by Tsinghua." Sang Hui pursed her lips and said, "Xiaoya, I know Tsinghua's feelings for Sang Yu, and she will not do anything harmful to Sang Yu." It was an accident, Sang Yu and Tsinghua's husband, both of whom died. ”

"Accident?!" A cold light flashed in the corner of Xiao Ya's eyes, and there was anger in her voice, "When Song Qinghua gave it to someone else, he wanted to kick Sang Yu away, so there was a car accident." ”

Sang Hui sighed and said softly: "Xiaoya, don't say that, Qinghua is not that kind of person. ”

Xiao Ya had a calm face, and when she recalled the past, her eyes gradually reddened, "Sister Hui, I grew up with Sang Yu as childhood sweethearts, and the person Sang Yu loves is me." ”

Speaking of this, Sang Hui's face became more and more ugly. She clasped her hands together and choked up: "It's all my fault, if Sang Yu hadn't been for giving me a man to pay off the gambling bill, he wouldn't have deliberately approached Tsinghua, and he wouldn't have made trouble about the latter things." ”

"Xiaoya!"

Sang Hui raised her head, held Xiao Ya's hand, and said, "I want to ask you for one thing, Aiyu grew up in the Song family since she was a child, and Tsinghua treats her as her own......

"What do you mean?" Xiao Ya interrupted her.

Sang Hui sighed, "I mean, you better leave Minghai City." ”

"You're telling me to give up my daughter?" Xiao Ya stood up and was furious, "Let me see her calling her father and enemy's mother?" ”

"Xiao Ya, listen to me......"

Xiao Ya shook off Sang Hui's hand, turned around and picked up the purse, and said, "Sister Hui, my daughter is my own, I have the right to recognize her, and no one can stop her!" ”

After a pause, a cold light flashed in the corner of her eyes, "And that woman, I won't let it go!" ”

"Xiao Ya!"

Sang Hui looked shocked and got up to chase after her. But the waiter ran over to stop Sang Hui and asked her to settle the bill. When she paid and chased it out again, she could only see a white sedan speeding away.

Looking at Xiao Ya's car park, Sang Hui was shocked. She remembered the fierce color that flashed in Xiao Ya's eyes just now, for fear that something big would happen. Pulling open the purse, Sang Hui hurriedly called Song Aiyu, wanting to tell her to be careful, but the phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

The board of directors was held in the afternoon, and for nearly two hours, Song Aiyu was sitting on pins and needles. According to the analysis of the responsibility for the accident of this cargo ship, all the people involved must make corresponding rulings.

The shareholders voted on whether to pass the resolution, Mu Liang sat in the first position on the left, and Song Qinghua still sat in the main seat, presiding over the meeting.

The voting results were not much different from the decisions made in advance, and the main responsible persons were dismissed, followed by Song Aiyu's demotion, and one year's salary was deducted.

From a high-ranking general manager to a small deputy department manager, Song Aiyu's face turned red. But this is the decision of the board of directors and she has no right to refute it.

"Any more comments?" After announcing the voting results, Song Qinghua asked in a deep voice.

Everyone shook their heads, Song Aiyu suddenly stood up, bowed to everyone and apologized, "This mistake is also related to me, it was because I didn't grasp it in time to cause today's accident!" ”

Song Qinghua's eyes moved, and he didn't stop her from speaking. Mu Liang put down the pen in his hand, and when he saw Song Aiyu's expression of extreme forbearance, his delicate brows frowned.

After the meeting ended, Mu Liang drove away from Song directly and rushed to the factory to check. Now she has to go to the factory every day to confirm the progress of the work and the quality, and she does not dare to slack off.

In the evening, Song Qinghua came out of the office with a leather bag. The elevator door opened, and Song Aiyu came in behind her and took the initiative to press the button.

There were only two of them in the elevator, and Song Aiyu raised a smile and said, "Mom, let's go eat Japanese food." ”

Song Qinghua stared at the ever-changing red indicator light, "This time, you have to learn a lesson, and you can't make such a mistake again in the future!" ”

The smile on the corner of Song Aiyu's mouth froze, "I know it's wrong." ”

Ding――

The elevator door opened, Song Qinghu walked out with a calm face, Song Aiyu bit her lip and obediently followed behind her.

Walking out of the revolving gate of the building, Song Qinghua stood on the side of the road and waited for the driver to drive the car over. Song Aiyu had a cold face just now, and she didn't dare to say anything at this time, she just kept speculating about Song Qinghua's thoughts.

A white car was parked on the side of the road, and Xiao Ya saw her daughter standing beside Song Qinghua with a flattering face, and the anger in her heart continued to rise. It was because of Song Qinghua's family background that Sang Yu approached her, and now this woman even takes her and Sang Yu's children for herself.

The five fingers holding the steering wheel continued to tighten, Xiao Ya stared at Song Qinghua on the side of the road, and suddenly stepped on the accelerator under her feet to the end, and the body instantly rushed forward.

Coax-

Song Qinghua raised her head when she heard the voice, and saw a car driving straight towards her in front of her, and the speed was very fast.

"Mom, be careful!"

Song Aiyu grabbed Song Qinghua's arm and turned around to protect her.

In the white car, Xiao Ya didn't expect Song Aiyu to rush over, and immediately turned the steering wheel in her hand in the direction, and at the same time released the accelerator pedal, turned the car over, and flashed Song Qinghua's side.

"Aiyu—"

Song Qinghua only felt that he was pushed back, and then he saw Song Aiyu being scraped to the ground by the car that drove over, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The white sedan that rushed ahead did not slow down in the slightest. Song Qinghua's eyes swept over the people in the car, and only saw that it was a daughter sitting in the cab. But the woman's face seemed somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it for a while.

The speed of the car was too fast, Song Qinghua did not see the license plate number clearly, and could only watch the car turn and disappear at the street entrance.

"Did you hit somewhere?" After Song Qinghua came back to his senses, he immediately ran to Song Aiyu.

The clothes she wore in winter were thicker, and Song Aiyu didn't feel any injuries, the only thing she felt was that her elbows hurt a little. Song Qinghua saw her arm rubbing the ground, and immediately lifted her sleeve, and sure enough, she saw that her elbow was rubbing the skin and oozing blood.

"Does it hurt?"

Song Aiyu shook her head, and the driver drove the car over and immediately came over to help. Song Qinghua supported Song Aiyu, and the two sat in the car together.

Soon, the driver parked the car outside the villa, and Song Qinghua pulled Song Aiyu in, took off his coat and asked the maid to bring the medicine box over.

"Roll up your sleeves." Song Qinghua sat on the sofa with a disinfectant potion in his hand.

The wound would be very painful if it was stained with the potion, Song Aiyu frowned and couldn't help but gasp.

Song Qinghua bent down, relaxed the movements in his hands, and kept blowing the wound on her, "It's okay, it's just a little bit of skin, if it leaves a scar, it won't look good." ”

"It's dangerous today, don't do it in the future." After Song Qinghua disinfected the wound, he took out the ointment and covered it.

Song Aiyu bit her lip and stared at Song Qinghua's face tightly, her eyes were red, "No matter whose daughter I am, in my heart, there will always be only you as a mother." ”

The movements in Song Qinghua's hands were suddenly stunned, she raised her head and looked at Song Aiyu in front of her, and the taste in her heart was complicated for a while.

"Mom!"

Song Aiyu raised her injured hand, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes, "Since I was a child, you have loved me so much, we have been dependent on each other for so long, no one can replace your place in my heart!" ”

Song Qinghua pursed her lips, stretched out her hand to hug her in his arms, and whispered, "Aiyu, you will always be my daughter." ”

Since this child was in infancy, Song Qinghua has raised her by her side, and in the past 20 years, the love between mother and daughter has indeed been severed!

At the entrance of the living room, Mu Liang stood in place, seeing their mother and daughter hugging each other intimately, and the corners of their mouths were hooked.

Song Qinghua saw Mu Liang enter the door, and his eyes couldn't help but pass through a trace of panic. She subconsciously wanted to push Song Aiyu away, but she couldn't push it away.

Walking past them with an indifferent expression, Mu Liang lowered his head, and his gaze did not shift in any way. She walked up the stairs step by step until the bedroom door closed.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mu Liang going upstairs, and Song Aiyu left Song Qinghua's arms.

The top of the mountain at night, quiet and peaceful. Song Qinghua stood on the floor-to-ceiling balcony with a wine glass, she turned her face slightly, and she could see the lights in the next room through the balcony.

Only a few steps away, Song Qinghua could even see Mu Liang holding the phone, and the smile on the corner of his mouth. She looked so good when she smiled, and her big black eyes were squinting, exactly like when she was born.

Song Qinghua's eyes were sour, and he raised his head and drank the red wine in the cup. As early as the moment she decided to send Mu Liang away, she knew that for this daughter, she was destined to owe it for the rest of her life!

After taking a shower, Song Aiyu changed into pajamas, and cautiously locked the door before dialing the phone.

After the other party connected, his voice was eager, "Aiyu, are you okay?" ”

Song Aiyu held the phone and sneered, "Should I call you aunt?!" ”

Sang Hui was speechless for a moment, her face sank, "Aiyu, I can't help it." ”

"Okay, I don't want to hear this," Song Aiyu lowered her voice and said, "You help me make an appointment with Xiao Ya, I will see her tomorrow." ”

“…… Good. Sang Hui hesitated, but still agreed. After all, they are mothers and daughters, and if they can talk about it, it will be a good thing.

Later, Song Aiyu hung up the phone.

Since Fu Jinchen and Fu Huanyan moved out of the Fu family, You Chuxiu has not had anything to do all day. In the past, Huanyan was at home, and she always hated being messy everywhere, but now that she is not there, she doesn't even have anyone to worry about.

Although he was worried about Fu Jinchen in his heart, thinking that his son still had Guoguo by his side, You Chuxiu could also be relieved. And knowing that Mu Liang is now back with her son, she has also let go of a lot. Comparatively speaking, You Chuxiu is more worried about Huanyan. This child has been spoiled since she was a child, and I don't know how angry she will be when she will be angry this time.

The housekeeper pushed the door of the flower room, and You Chuxiu saw him coming back, and hurriedly asked, "Has Huan Yan accepted the things?" ”

"Take it." The housekeeper smiled and said truthfully: "The third lady is also good-looking, there is heating in the studio, and Young Master Xiangbei has arranged everything, you don't have to worry too much." ”

That's fine.

You Chuxiu's heart was relaxed, Fu Huanyan's temper was the best she knew. It always looks like chirping on the surface, but in fact, the careful thinking is more delicate than anyone else. A few days ago, when she went to the yard in the morning, she saw a pot of Junzi orchid, and she didn't need to ask if she had found a good variety and sent it back to her.

Ay!

You Chuxiu pursed her lips and smiled, thinking that this child's temper is really similar to the fourth child. Although they are not twins, they are always a family, and they are all her children.

"Madam, it's getting late, you should rest early." The butler's tone was respectful.

You Chuxiu put down the scissors in her hand, put away the pot of new varieties she had carefully cultivated, and said, "You can also go and rest." ”

"Yes." The butler answered, turned and left.

After cleaning up the flower room, You Chuxiu turned off the lights, and then walked into the mansion. She put on her coat and had just walked to the second floor when she saw the family driver coming out of the study.

"Ma'am."

You Chuxiu was stunned, his face changed slightly, "Why are you here?" ”

"Sir, ask something."

"Ask you?" You Chuxiu immediately became angry and vigilant in his heart.

The man nodded, his expression was especially a little proud, "Madam, the master is waiting for you in the study." ”

You Chuxiu was taken aback, didn't delay much, turned around and walked towards the study. The driver came down the stairs and happened to see Fu Shijun pushing a wheelchair from the small building behind.

"Second Young Master." The man bowed respectfully and said hello.

Fu Shijun put his hands on the wheels and pushed back half a step to let him leave. The moment he passed by, the man lowered his head and said, "Don't worry, I've said everything I should have said." ”

Fu Shijun didn't speak, raising his eyebrows and staring at the light in the study. He reached out and pulled the blanket on his lap tightly, and the look in his eyes was gloomy.

It's time.

Fu Shijun lowered his head, his palm caressing his unconscious legs, and his thin lips pursed into a line of sight. All these years of indebtedness to him, as well as his legs, he will have to get it back.

You Chuxiu pushed open the door of the study and entered, the table lamp was lit on the table opposite, and Fu Dongting had his back to her.

"Dongting, you should rest so late." You Chuxiu's voice was quite natural.

Fu Dongting's eyes fell on the window, and the lines of his side face were tense.

In the middle of the ring, he turned around, and his sharp eyes shot directly at You Chuxiu's face, "Shijun's car accident, is it related to you?" ”

This kind of questioning only made You Chuxiu panic. Fu Dongting was silent at first, and then suddenly asked, obviously he had discovered something, which she couldn't hide.