194 The conspiracy failed
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The two huge black iron doors closed, and Mu Liang caught a glimpse of the closed door out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes darkened inexplicably. She had experienced this situation once, and now someone has experienced this taste again.
You Chuxiu was wearing a black coat and a plain white flower pinned to her arm. She stood with her head tilted in front of the two huge iron doors, her eyes silent.
Mu Liang first carried his son into the car, and then took the suitcase in Fu Jinchen's hand.
Fu Jinchen stood beside his mother, his eyes were equally deep.
Since stepping into this house, You Chuxiu has never left for a day. After decades of hard work, he finally fell into such a fate. She didn't know whether she should cry or laugh.
"It's too much!" Fu Huan's delicate brows frowned, and he said angrily: "Dad has only been gone for a long time, these people want to split up, I'm really angry!" β
Mu Liang pulled Fu Huanyan into the car and motioned her with his eyes not to say any more. Seeing You Chuxiu's lost expression, Fu Huanyan bit his lip, and his eyes were sour. Dad is also very excessive, how can he do this to Mom?!
Putting away his nostalgic gaze, a chuckle slipped across the corners of You Chuxiu's mouth. When she married into the Fu family, she was already mentally prepared, and she would be entangled in the whirlpool of struggle for the rest of her life. It's a pity that she has been trying to defeat so many people over the years, how eventful, and she can even quietly put Lian Yi in a safe place forever, but in the end, she ended up with the result herself, maybe not as good as Lian Yi!
"Mom." Fu Jinchen stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around You Chuxiu's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go." β
You Chuxiu looked at his son, took his hand and turned around.
"Ma'am!"
The small door on the side of the villa opened, and the housekeeper held a purple sand flower pot and ran out quickly, "You take this with you." β
This is You Chuxiu's most beloved flower, and he forgot about it in a hurry just now. She stretched out her hand to hold the flower plate in her arms, and the housekeeper turned her face away, and couldn't help crying: "Madam, you must take care of your body." β
They are all veterans who have been together for decades, You Chuxiu nodded gratefully. Fu Jinchen took the flower plate and took You Chuxiu into the car.
The black Land Rover drove down the mountain road in an instant, and the butler stood outside the gate and sighed softly. The master is gone, the wife is also leaving, the fourth young master and the third lady are leaving, and the family will become more and more deserted in the future. And the rest of the people are afraid that they will also fight in the nest, and there will be no peace in this family.
On the way back, You Chuxiu hugged Mu Guoguo tightly, the little guy was a little scared, he looked at Mu Liang several times as if asking for help, and after seeing his mother's reassuring eyes, he barely struggled.
Fu Jinchen took out the key to open the door, and he entered the house first with his suitcase. You Chuxiu led his grandson, Mu Liang and Fu Huanyan followed, and several people were silent.
"I'm renting here," Fu Jinchen opened the window first, although the room area is not large, but the facilities are very good, it is more than enough for one person to live, "The environment is okay, but the area is smaller." β
You Chuxiu looked at the house and said with a smile: "It's not small, it's good for my mother to live alone." β
"I'll live with you." Fu Huanyan put down the flower plate and said angrily: "When I go home in a few days, I must make a big fuss, the eldest brother and the second brother are too bullying!" β
"Alright."
You Chuxiu stretched out her hand and pulled her daughter over, and said, "It's good that mom can have you by her side." β
After a pause, her eyes fell on Fu Huanyan's face, "Huanyan, do you still hate your mother?" β
Hate? Fu Huanyan bit her lip, her eyes sour. If she wants to hold a grudge against the person who raised her, she can't be ruthless. And those things back then were not You Chuxiu's fault, it can only be said that God made people.
Mu Liang helped Fu Jinchen pack his luggage and went to buy a lot of daily necessities. You Chuxiu saw Mu Liang coming back with a large bag and a small bag, and hurriedly went up to take over, "Liangliang, don't buy so much, Mom will finish it alone." β
"How is it a person?" Mu Liang chuckled, "And ours." β
Hearing her words, You Chuxiu's eyes turned red, and she choked up and couldn't speak.
"Mom," Mu Liang raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile: "What happened before, just let it pass!" β
This sentence turned out to be Mu Liang who took the initiative to say it first, and You Chuxiu's self-blame in his heart was even worse. In the sofa here, Fu Huanyan hugged Mu Guoguo, raised his foot and kicked Fu Jinchen, and said, "Fu Laosi, where did you find such a good wife?" β
"Envy?" Fu Jinchen's sword eyebrows were frivolous, and his expression was quite proud.
Fu Huanyan despised him fiercely, but he didn't quarrel with him. For Mu Liang, she is really impeccable, and she has nothing to say, it is a blessing for their family and a blessing for the Fu family to have such a daughter-in-law.
For lunch, Mu Liang cooked by himself, and Mu Guoguo and Fu Huanyan had a lot of fun. You Chuxiu pulled Fu Jinchen to stand at the window and speak, his voice was very low, "Jinchen, don't tell Huan Yan about the second car accident." β
Fu Jinchenjun's face sank, and his brows frowned slightly, "I won't tell her." β
He pursed his lips and raised his head, and his sharp gaze made You Chuxiu hang his head, looking nervous, "Mom, the second brother often took me to play when I was a child, have you forgotten?" β
You Chuxiu sighed and said in frustration: "Son, I know, you also blame me." β
What about the blame? Fu Shijun lost his legs after all, in exchange for spending his life in a wheelchair.
"Grandma, Guoguo wants to drink water." Mu Guoguo was sweating and ran over with a red face.
Children are the ones who don't know how to hold grudges, although he was unfamiliar with You Chuxiu before, but today is only half a day's work, and he is starting to like this grandma again.
"Good." You Chuxiu hurriedly fed the warm water that had been dried in advance to his grandson. She looked at the little guy drinking water, and her eyes softened.
The lunch was very rich, and the dishes prepared by Mu Liang were almost to everyone's taste. After all, she has also lived in the Fu family for a period of time, and she knows all about the tastes of the family.
You Chuxiu's eyes were red with emotion again, she never knew that this child was so careful.
For Mu Liang's excellent performance, Fu Jinchen was full of gratitude in his heart. However, due to the large number of people now, he couldn't express it, so he could only take advantage of the time to go to the kitchen to serve the food just now, and pressed her to the door and kissed her fiercely.
Settle down here, and they leave in the evening. Fu Jinchen hugged his son, who was already asleep, and gently put him into the bed.
Mu Liang squatted beside the bed, took off his son's shoes and socks, wiped his hands and feet with a warm towel, and didn't wake him up, covering the quilt for him to rest. The children tossed all day, and went to the mourning hall to see so many people again, which was really tiring.
Closing the door of the children's room, Mu Liang poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Fu Jinchen.
"Come here." The man patted the position beside him, and Mu Liang turned around and sat beside him.
Reaching out to hold her in his arms, Fu Jinchen's frowning brows relaxed. The fatigue of the past few days seems to have invaded in an instant, and he is very tired from beating his whole person.
"Jin Chen."
Mu Liang leaned into his arms and said softly: "What do you have, don't hold it in your heart." β
"Hold on to what?" Fu Jinchen raised his eyebrows, and then smiled: "You said a will?" β
Mu Liang nodded.
The man pursed his lips, and his deep eyes settled, "If I don't care at all, maybe I'm deceiving myself." But what I care about is not how much money I share, but my place in his heart. β
Mu Liang pressed his face to his chest, "I understand. β
Fu Jinchen leaned back against the sofa, and his voice gradually sank, "Actually, he has fulfilled his responsibilities and obligations to my son, but I ...... it."
Fu Jinchen's throat rolled down lightly and said, "I seem to be ...... I've never been filial to my dad. β
Gently wrapping around his shoulders, Mu Liang could see Fu Jinchen's red eyes. The feeling in her heart was also uncomfortable, although when she left the Fu family, Fu Dongting's attitude and practices once made her very indignant, but with this 5% share, Mu Liang understood the meaning that Fu Dongting wanted to express to her in the end.
It is not so much that this is reserved for Mu Guoguo, but that it is reserved for Mu Liang. First, Fu Dongting first tied Mu Liang and Fu Jinchen together forever, and secondly, these shares were also Fu Dongting's repayment of the Mu family's kindness to the Fu family back then.
The corners of his eyes were suddenly sour, and Mu Liang looked away, not wanting Fu Jinchen to see it.
"Liangliang." Fu Jinchen's five fingers passed through her fingers and shook with her one by one, "Don't keep my mother's previous things in mind, I will compensate you twice." β
"Compensate for what?" Mu Liang looked at him with a smile, "Didn't you compensate me for all the fruits?" β
Fu Jinchen's restrained eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his head and put the kiss on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Xinhe, you are so good." β
"Well," Mu Liang nodded unceremoniously, "You know that if I'm good, you have to be obedient, if you're not good enough, I'll be replaced at any time!" β
Fu Jinchen pursed his lips helplessly, unable to refute. Who made him less valuable than others now, he is the dignified chairman of the Song family, and he also has a lot of shares, I am afraid that this status, Fu Jinchen will not be able to surpass it in his life!
Fu Jinchen gritted his teeth, and suddenly reached out to pick her up.
"Ahh Mu Liang screamed in fright, "Fu Jinchen, what are you doing?" β
"Keep your position." The man's face tightened, and he threw her directly on the bed in the bedroom.
Mu Liang was still in a daze, Fu Jinchen had already taken off his coat, and the whole person was pressed down lightly. He gags her before anyone below him can speak.
Now if you want to keep your status, there is only one trick left, and that is to give birth to a daughter!
Early the next morning, Mu Liang got up and rushed to the factory. Although other companies are still on annual leave, Song wants to rush away this batch of pianos. When she arrived, Song Qinghua was also in the workshop.
"The first batch of pianos has been inspected and will be loaded on the ship tomorrow evening." Mu Liang checked the inspection report, and Song Qinghua had just gone to the cargo hold to see it, and nodded with satisfaction.
The workers were also working overtime during the Chinese New Year, and Song Qinghua personally came to condole. She planned to take a breath of relief after the first batch of pianos were on the boat, so that everyone could rest for two days to adjust.
"I agree with you." Mu Liang nodded, "Everyone has worked too hard these days, so we will have a holiday the day after tomorrow, and the rest of the output will be rushed after the year." β
Song Qinghua took off his protective gloves, picked up the cup on the side and took a sip of water. The factory director trotted over and brought a clean teacup, "President, you can use this." β
"It's okay." Song Qinghua smiled, his eyes gentle.
Mu Liang glanced at the teacup in her hand, and one of the edges had been broken. In fact, when Song Qinghua worked, her attitude was not as arrogant as she usually was, and she was also very friendly.
"The Fu family, do you need any help?" With a sigh of relief, Song Qinghua asked in a deep voice.
Mu Liang shook his head, "No." "She's not lying, she really doesn't need to help. Now that You Chuxiu has moved out, no matter how much trouble the others make, it has nothing to do with them.
There was sunlight shining directly through the window of the factory, and Mu Liang couldn't help but move his mouth when he saw the halo that fell on Song Qinghua's shoulder. Regarding the news that Jian Huai also did not die, she hesitated several times and wanted to tell Song Qinghua, but in the end she had a lot of concerns, so she had to choose to remain silent. Now she doesn't have too much conclusive evidence, so don't be blind.
gave his son a bath at night, and Mu Liang put him to sleep early. She soaked a glass of milk and sent it to the study and put it in Fu Jinchen's hand.
"You're going out?" Fu Jinchen saw that she was dressed neatly and immediately frowned.
Mu Liang responded and said truthfully: "I want to go to the boat tonight, I want to watch it in person." β
"You're alone?" Fu Jinchen's sword eyebrows frowned.
"It's not."
Mu Liang waved his hand and explained: "I'll go to the factory and watch, Song Qinghua is waiting at the dock, and we will watch separately." β
"Oh." Fu Jinchen dropped the pen in his hand, got up and walked in front of her, "I'll go with you." β
"No, we're all going out, what about my son?" Mu Liang retorted.
Fu Jinchen pulled her out of the study and said, "Send him to my mother." β
"It's so late," Mu Liang grabbed Fu Jinchen's arm, turned his head to look at the cold wind that was gradually rising outside, and said, "It's too late, don't toss, the child just fell asleep." β
The weather is really bad tonight, and the sky has warmed up, but it has begun to get cold in the past few days. Fu Jinchen pursed his thin lips, still feeling that she was not at ease alone.
"Don't worry, there are still many people on duty in the factory." Mu Liang smiled and comforted him.
Fu Jinchen's dark eyes moved, and after thinking about it, he hung up the coat in his hand back, "Okay, you wear more, and we'll keep in touch on the phone." β
"Okay." Mu Liang chose a thick coat, put it on and left the house with the car keys.
When I drove to the factory, the lights in the compound were a little dark. Mu Liang parked the car far away from the factory, frowned and walked inside, "Why are the lights dark." β
The doorman soon called the factory director, "Chairman, the wiring in the workshop is aging and has just tripped." β
"Tripping?" Mu Liang frowned instantly.
The factory director nodded and said, "But don't worry, I have already arranged for an electrician to repair it, and it should be repaired soon, and it will not delay our shipment." β
Lifting his watch to look at the time, Mu Liang picked up the searchlight on the table, and always felt uneasy in his heart, "Let's go, let's go to the warehouse to have a look." β
She took the first step forward, and the factory director immediately lifted the searchlight and followed her.
The warehouse far away from the factory is in the back, and the location is a little off. Mu Liang's steps kept speeding up, and she couldn't tell herself, but she always felt that she was unsettled tonight. This batch of pianos is very important, if it can't be shipped on time, it really can't be explained to the Sofia Group.
The whole factory was in total darkness, only the cold wind accompanied by the moonlight, and the light was faint. Mu Liang tightened his coat, turned his head and glanced behind him, and could see that the factory director was still with a few people, following her.
However, Mu Liang's pace was fast, and he went to the warehouse before them.
The warehouse area is very large, Mu Liang opened the east door and held a searchlight to shine inside. The pianos were already packed, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
The heart that was holding on tightly was relaxed, and Mu Liang thought that he was probably too nervous. In more than twenty minutes, when this batch of pianos can be shipped out, she will be able to sleep well tonight.
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Suddenly, there was a commotion in the warehouse. Mu Liang's face changed suddenly, and he turned on the searchlight in his hand again, "What person?" β
There was only her echo in the warehouse, and there was no movement in sight.
"Anyone?" The factory director who followed behind hurriedly asked.
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Suddenly, a flower cat ran away along the wall. The factory director smiled and said, "This is a big flower like Lao Wang, and it is estimated that I will come out to find something delicious again." β
Mu Liang frowned and asked, "When will the electric gate be repaired?" β
"Right now!"
As soon as the factory director spoke, the surrounding area instantly lit up, "Ouch, it's called." β
Mu Liang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to turn around and leave, but he didn't want a crackling sound behind him, and then there was a sound, and several headlights lit up directly above the warehouse exploded at the same time.
Mu Liang only heard the sound of 'stabbing', and then a huge fireball spread from the roof of the warehouse.
"It's broken!"
The factory director exclaimed, "It's on fire!" β
The fire spread quickly, but in a few seconds, Mu Liang could already see those flames burning straight down the root of the wall. But the route of the flames was obviously strange, and it was surprisingly fast.
"Hurry up and put out the fireβ"
In the far distance of the factory, such screams sounded. Mu Liang pulled the factory director to a safe place, fortunately they happened to be outside the warehouse, and the fire was in place, and the fire was extinguished after a few minutes.
"Chairman!" The factory director came out with a disgraced face, "Fortunately, we found it in time, if you didn't come to the warehouse just now to take a look, this fire would have burned." β
There were still some sparks scattered on the opposite side, Mu Liang felt the scorching heat, and the look in his eyes was gloomy.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, the fire in the warehouse was completely extinguished. But because of this accident, these pianos were not shipped to the ship tonight. Song Qinghua rushed to hear the news, and his face was extremely ugly.
The next morning, Song Aiyu hurried to Song's with a look. She didn't wait for a call last night, and just came to the company this morning and heard the news of the warehouse fire last night.
However, the fire did not burn, but was extinguished by Mu Liang.
Mu Liang again?!
Song Aiyu gritted her teeth angrily, this Mu Liang was born to be her nemesis!
Afraid that Song Qinghua would be suspicious, Song Aiyu calmed down and immediately went to her to inquire about the news.
Walking out of the elevator with his bag, Mu Liang was still thinking about what happened last night. She remembered the strange flames when the warehouse caught fire, and decided to be unusual.
"Chairman." Employees who walk by will greet them respectfully.
Mu Liang kept smiling, and his face gradually sank when he heard the private discussions of the employees. She walked forward with her bag, and when she passed Song Aiyu's office, she stopped instantly.
The office door was open, and the cell phone on the desk in front of me kept ringing. Mu Liang's eyes moved, pushed open the door and walked in.
The mobile phone kept ringing, and Mu Liang glanced at the number, but his name was not displayed. She hesitated for a long time before sliding the screen to connect.
After the phone was connected, Mu Liang didn't have time to speak, and the man on the other end of the phone said angrily: "Manager Song, you can't even do such a trivial thing!" β
The man's voice was hoarse, and Mu Liang could hear the owner of this voice. Because of the hoarseness in Yu Jian's voice, it was very special, her pretty face was cold, and the five fingers holding the phone tightened.
The little things that Yu Jian said couldn't be done, is it related to the warehouse fire last night?
The man on the other end of the phone said an address and hung up the phone, and after Mu Liang wrote it down, he cleared the call record, put the phone back, and quickly left Song Aiyu's office.
Not long after, Mu Liang drove alone to the place where he made the appointment. She followed the box number and came to the second floor of the teahouse.
Gently pushing open the half-ringing door, Mu Liang walked in with his bag.
Yu Jian turned his back to the door, he held the teacup in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "There was no loss at all in last night's fire, do you want Song Qinghua to see those photos earlier?" β
The people behind him were quiet, and Yu Jian suddenly realized that something was wrong. He turned around, but saw Mu Liang's wide eyes.
"Mr. Yu, it turned out to be you." Mu Liang's face was calm, and his voice was very cold.