Chapter 124 You have to think clearly
Fu Ziyao's little aunt should be Fu Shaoqian's wife.

From Fu Ziyao's words, Tang Mowan got an important message, Fu Ziyao should have had a little aunt, and the relationship was not bad, otherwise Fu Ziyao would not be so obsessed, then this woman, just It should be the woman Fu Shaoqian likes.

This realization caused Tang Mowan to drop the things in his hands to the ground.

A bright red apple rolled down from the bag, Gululu rolled towards the door, and finally landed in front of a pair of red pointed leather shoes.

Bending down, a pair of slender pale fingers picked up the apple.

Tang Mowan turned around, and saw Tang Wanru standing at the door in a black knee-length windbreaker, with a black gauze hat on her head. She looked intellectual and gentle, but she couldn't hide her gloom and obscurity.

It makes people feel very uncomfortable.Especially when she was wearing black sheepskin gloves and holding the red apple in her hand, she looked extraordinarily glaring.

Tang Mowan's heart skipped a beat, and Fu Ziyao over there had already taken the lead: "Get out, I'm not dead yet, don't use it to attend my funeral."

Indeed, the reason why Tang Mowan thumped was because Tang Wanru was dressed as if attending a funeral.

In this gloomy winter season, it is very depressing.

Tang Wanru smiled, she had no intention of entering the room, she said in a gentle voice, "Miss Fu, you misunderstood, I didn't come to see you, I just accidentally went to the wrong floor and found the wrong room, take a good rest, I Let's go first." She threw the apple on the ground again, with a bang, the skin of the apple shattered, some juice splashed out, and rolled up on the ground again, and the direction of the final roll was the yellow trash can by the corner .

Tang Wanru walked towards the elevator and pressed the down button.Tang Mowan looked at her silent smile in front of the elevator and reacted instantly.

Her target was not Fu Ziyao, but Peng Yuan who lived downstairs.

Her heart tightened, she turned around and ran towards the safety stairs next to her, ignoring the things on the ground. When she returned to the ward, Tang Wanru was already standing in front of Peng Yuan's hospital bed domineeringly.

Tang Mowan ran in a hurry. Although he was not panting, his breath was obviously unstable.

I don't know what Tang Wanru said to Peng Yuan, Peng Yuan's face was ugly, seeing Tang Mowan came in, Tang Wanru raised her starry eyes slightly: "Don't be so nervous, I just came to see your mother's injury Whether it’s serious or not, if it’s serious, it’s good for me to prepare myself, right.” Her words were full of ambiguity.

Although Tang Mowan had some complaints about Peng Yuan, she was her own mother after all, so she helped Peng Yuan tidy the mattress, with a cold expression on her face: "Then I've seen it now, can I go?"

Tang Wanru smiled proudly: "Of course I will go, what a pity, I thought I would at least be paralyzed from a fall."

Tang Mowan and Peng Yuan's expressions suddenly changed, especially Peng Yuan's expression was as ugly as ink: "You must have done it on purpose."

Deliberately poured a glass of water on the stairs, deliberately trying to make her fall, deliberately...

Tang Mowan didn't expect that Tang Wanru did it on purpose, and thought she had let it go long ago. How could she know, she never did.

Tang Wanru lifted her black gauze hat, and a condensed smile appeared in her cat-like black eyes with exquisite eye makeup, as if she wanted to see through people's hearts: "Little Mom, what's on purpose, I've already gone downstairs to get a mop , who would have known that you would come down by such a coincidence, and you can't blame me for that."

The pain in Peng Yuan's leg tortured her unbearably, and now she heard Tang Mowan's sneer and sarcasm, she suddenly became angry: "Go, you are not welcome here!"

"Little Mom..." Tang Wanru suddenly called out aggrieved, and Tang Mowan shuddered.

Seeing that Peng Yuan was already about to support her body, Tang Mowan was afraid that Tang Wanru would say something outrageous to provoke Peng Yuan, so she hurriedly said, "Tang Wanru, let's go, my mother doesn't need you to be hypocritical, go back and take care of her. Just take care of your old man and son, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

Tang Wanru's heart skipped a beat, and the eyes she stared at Tang Mowan were full of resentment and anger. Tang Mowan also silently warned her that if she didn't leave again, she wouldn't mind saying more words.

But all of a sudden, Tang Mowan had put on a pear-blossoming tearful face: "I knew this would happen, the Tang family, there is no place for me anymore, you mother and daughter, you are so heartless. Not to mention my mother's position, but also snatched away my father, and still won't let me go home? Well, I'll go..."

"What are you going?" A deep male voice suddenly came from outside. Tang Zhenyuan, who was wearing a brown woolen coat, came with a frown, his face was full of displeasure, "Why are you not being told to go home? What are you talking about?"

Tang Mowan and Peng Yuan were taken aback at the same time, especially Peng Yuan's expression was very ugly.

Tang Wanru suppressed the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a light and indifferent tone, "Dad, there is no place for me in the Tang family anymore. If you don't like me, just break off relations with my daughter. Anyway, Tang Mowan , Fu family, you can also flatter me very well, and I will take my mother away."

Tang Wanru's mother has always been a taboo topic in Tang Zhenyuan's heart. Before her death, Tang's mother said that her things must stay in the Tang family and stay with him forever, and no one can touch them.

Tang Wanru has always been Tang Zhenyuan's favorite. Although Tang Wanru took the initiative to marry Fu Chengguang back then, the main reason was because of his company that was on the verge of bankruptcy. Tang Zhenyuan always felt ashamed of this daughter. relationship, suddenly angry: "Don't talk nonsense, you are the only daughter in my life, where can you go, I know that your little mother's matter is none of your business, you don't have to blame yourself, go back and rest first .”

"Then I'll go first, Dad."

"Ah."

After Tang Wanru left, the ward fell into a deathly silence.

Peng Yuan's face was cold, Tang Zhenyuan sighed, and said to her: "Don't be like a child, she didn't mean it."

"Didn't she do it on purpose? How could I fall so badly?" Peng Yuan's inner resentment exploded like gunpowder. Tang Mowan didn't often appear at home in the past few years. I don't know how the open and secret fight between Peng Yuan and Tang Wanru will escalate. To what extent, but the things from childhood are still fresh in my memory.

Peng Yuan and Tang Wanru were both two-faced in front of Tang Zhenyuan. In the final analysis, neither one nor two were good people.

Tang Mo stayed up all night and was stimulated by Fu Ziyao. Now their quarrel only made her dizzy. She wanted to find a quiet place to soothe her emotions, so seeing them arguing, she didn't Persuading the fight, he took the bag and left the ward.

Walking on the road in a daze, she couldn't help but wonder who the little aunt Fu Ziyao was talking about was.

Fu Shaoqian never mentioned it, but it is understandable in the late Tang Dynasty.How could a man as outstanding as him not be liked by women.

He doesn't let women get close, is it because of that little aunt who keeps her body like a jade?So where is that little aunt now?Did he close the door of his heart again because he was hurt by that little aunt?
Thinking of this possibility, Tang Mowan's heart sank to the bottom of the sea as if tied to an iron block, and he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

This is also the reason why he wants to end the relationship with himself after two years.Because of that little aunt?

In the coffee shop downstairs of Lufeng Group.

The sunlight penetrated the sparse branches next to it and shone on the man behind the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Lu Yunshen was wearing a smoky gray shirt, black business slacks, and a watch on his left wrist. The silver-gray strap matched him well, making his bones clear and his knuckles distinct. He was sitting in a brown-red booth On the face, the normally gentle facial features were a bit cold and serious because of the loss of the shallow smile at the corner of the mouth.

Holding a coffee cup, he took a sip of the strong black coffee, and when he heard the welcome sound from the door, he cast his gaze there.

Wearing eye-rimmed glasses and wearing a black suit, Lu Heming is over fifty, but his back is straight. Lu Heming has a square face with Chinese characters. When he is not speaking, he looks a bit cold, serious, and old-fashioned.

Seeing him approaching, Lu Yunshen stood up from the chair, without saying a word, pointed to the seat in front of him, and signaled him to sit down.

Lu Heming looked at Lu Yunshen, whom he hadn't seen for 20 years, through thick lenses, with a pair of eyes that saw through the world. It seemed like a lifetime ago. The original cold lines were slightly moved, and there was a little excitement in his eyes. The fingers hidden under the sleeves of his suit were rare. Curling into a fist, he hasn't experienced such emotional ups and downs in many years.

Lu Yunshen didn't seem to notice his forbearance, so he called the waiter and asked him, "What would you like to drink?"

Lu Heming didn't take back the earnest gaze that fell on Lu Yunshen, and said directly: "Just give me a cup of green tea."

The waiters stepped back, leaving them a quiet space.

Silence spread endlessly between them.There was not only 20 years between them, but also all the grievances and grievances of the two women's feuds.

Scenes of the past flashed into Lu Heming's mind. It was not until there was another pleasant wind chime at the door and the waiter's welcome sound that Lu Heming's watery reminiscence was interrupted. With a slight sigh, he spoke tentatively to Lu Yunshen : "Yun Shen, your mother, are you okay?"

"Very good." Lu Yunshen replied in a neutral voice. The coffee in the cup had cooled down, and the taste was more astringent than before. He simply put it down, "I asked you to come out, but I just wanted to ask for my mother. When will the things that belong to her be returned to her?"

Lu Heming's straight back suddenly bent slowly.

The originally energetic face seemed to be ten years old in an instant. To Bai Jiangxue and Lu Yunshen, he only had deep guilt. He said: "Yunshen, I'm sorry about the matter between me and your mother. I haven't touched her things. However, the original 20.00% of the shares in Lufeng Group still belong to your mother now, I have asked a lawyer to make a will, and everything in the future will belong to you—"

Lu Yunshen's deep and meaningful gaze made Lu Heming's next words stuck in his throat, and he didn't have the strength to continue speaking.

"You know, that's not what my mother wants." Lu Yunshen's voice was clear and slightly hoarse.

He was rarely so serious, but at this moment, he was like the solemn national emblem on the court, carrying a deep moral judgment. All Bai Jiangxue wanted was the title of Mrs. Lu.

What she once got 20 years ago, 20 years later, this honor has been given to another woman.

Lu He was obviously very embarrassed: "Yun Shen..."

"Didn't you always want me to go back to Lu's house? I can go back, but my mother also wants to go back with me." After Lu Yunshen finished speaking, he turned his eyes to the French window.

The noon sun shone all over the ground, and the road was bustling with cars coming and going.When the lonely figure walking across the street came into his sight, he was startled, didn't listen to what Lu Heming said, took out two hundred yuan bills from his wallet and threw them on the table, and said: "I still have something to do, let's go first , When you're ready, call me."

He chased out, it happened to be a red light, and saw Tang Mowan's figure had disappeared around the corner, he stopped several cars in a row, crossed the road, and chased for several sections before finding the man who was squatting The girl on the curb.

The girl seemed to be troubled by something, and looked at the bustling traffic with black and white eyes, but like an abandoned child, she didn't know where to go.

Tang Mowan really didn't know where to go. The text messages she sent to Fu Shaoqian went silent all the time. She checked her phone again and again. After such a long time, she should have arrived even in South America.

Just as she was hesitating whether to call him, a name she had been dreaming of suddenly popped up on the screen, and at almost the same moment, she had already slid the answer button.

"Hello." Her nose was stuffy, and her voice seemed to be obstructed deliberately, a little childishly stubborn.

The sound of traffic coming and going around is in stark contrast to Fu Shaoqian's quietness. His magnetic voice came from there: "Where is it?"

"Outside. What about you?" She subconsciously asked.

Fu Shaoqian loosened his tie, and unbuttoned a few shirt buttons, revealing his strong and strong chest and sexy collarbone: "I just arrived at the hotel, sorry, I have been dealing with things, and I didn't reply to your text messages."

So it was because of this... She didn't know why her heart was so happy because of such a trivial explanation.

She obviously comforted herself in this way just now, but now she got the confirmation from his mouth, and instantly felt the cold air around her become warmer, "It's okay, have you eaten yet?"

"And you."

Tang Mowan still maintained his squatting posture, but he grinned the corners of his mouth, and his tone rose unconsciously: "Hurry up, I'm looking for food on the road with Yumeng and the others."

"Then you can eat first, and I will clean up too."

He made a gesture to hang up the phone, but Tang Mowan yelled twice in a hurry: "Wait, wait."

"Huh?" His deep questioning voice was like a stirring feather, gently plucking at her heartstrings, and the soft humming through the radio waves still made her ears feel hot, just like his breathing was so close. very close.

She smiled and shook her head: "No, take care of yourself." After saying this, she couldn't wait to hang up the phone, and the feeling of shyness and concern slowly lingered in her heart.

Because of Fu Shaoqian's phone call, the gloom in her heart receded slightly, and her hungry stomach played its due role at this moment, shouting non-stop.

Put away the phone and stood up vigorously, but before he could stand still, he fell headfirst.

After squatting for too long, her legs and feet were already numb, and now she got up too fast to react, but her weakened body was hugged by a pair of powerful arms that suddenly came across behind her, and then her body fell into a familiar and warm embrace.

He raised his head and looked at the warm face that suddenly came into his line of sight in surprise: "Senior? Why are you here?"

Lu Yunshen smiled gently and warmly, and pointed across the road casually: "I was eating there just now, and I saw a figure who looked like you squatting here, so I didn't feel at ease and came over to have a look, I didn't expect it to be so."

What he said was calm, Tang Mowan didn't know how much he saw just now, he didn't expose it, and she didn't ask, and after his legs and feet became loose, he gently broke out of his embrace: "Thank you, senior, I have already much better."

Lu Yunshen didn't force it, but he still held her hand worriedly: "You don't look very well, are you tired of taking care of your mother? You haven't eaten yet, I'll take you to eat some."

Behind it is a row of restaurants.

Lu Yunshen took her into one of the restaurants and asked her what she would like to eat, and she said it would be fine.

He ordered a few dishes on his own initiative, but after he ordered, he found that she had been staring at him: "What's the matter? Does it not suit your taste? Then I'll ask someone to come and change it."

His coat was draped on the back of the chair behind him, and he was only wearing a thin shirt. The sunlight behind him outlined his graceful muscular lines. Because of his own elegance, he attracted the attention of many girls.

And all the dishes he ordered were all her favorite dishes.

Tang Mowan didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment. If it was half a year ago, she would have been knocked out by happiness.

Hearing Lu Yunshen's question, and seeing him waving for the waiter, he hurriedly stopped him: "No, I'm just wondering, how do you know I like these dishes?"

"Really, as long as you like it." He didn't explain much, but asked about her studies, "There will be a re-examination in a few days, have you decided on a tutor? Do you want to continue studying now?" major?"

Tang Mowan also thought about this question for a long time. Hearing Lu Yunshen mention it, he said his answer: "Think about it, and continue to study this major. I like it very much. As for the tutor, I wanted to talk to Wang Xianwang." Professor, but I heard that he has very strict requirements, and he doesn’t take graduate students at all, and now he only has two doctoral students on hand, otherwise, we really don’t have many good supervisors in this major.”

"You want to talk to Professor Wang?"

Tang Mowan held his chin, nodded at him, and laughed at himself, "Isn't it a little whimsical?"

Lu Yunshen shook his head: "Professor Wang is not only an authority on psychology in China, but also an internationally renowned psychological mentor. It's normal to want to talk to him."

"Will you laugh at me?"

"How could it be?" Lu Yunshen spoke softly, his eyes full of encouragement, "And I heard that he intends to lead a graduate student this year."

"Really?" Tang Mowan grabbed Lu Yunshen's hand when she was excited, warm and outgoing like the first time he saw her.

He nodded, and she cheered: "That's really great, then I've decided, I'll give it a try!"

When the food came, he greeted: "Let's eat first. Only when you are full will you have the strength to take the exam."

Tang Mowan asked while eating: "Then do you know what Professor Wang likes? What should I pay attention to during his interview?"

Lu Yunshen comforted her: "Don't worry, isn't there still a few days left? I can check it out for you."

"Okay, by the way, I haven't asked you all this time, who is your mentor when you come back this time?"

Lu Yunshen calmly put a chopstick of vegetables into his mouth: "Professor Wang."

Tang Mowan was just putting a piece of fish into his mouth, when he suddenly coughed repeatedly: "Cough cough cough cough..."

Lu Yunshen gave her a glass of water helplessly: "Eat slowly, be careful of thorns."

Tang Mowan managed to suppress the dry pain in his throat, and looked at him in disbelief: "Professor Wang you are talking about, could it be that Professor Wang?"

Lu Yunshen confirmed her guess warmly: "The Professor Wang I'm talking about is that Professor Wang."

After dinner, Lu Yunshen sent her back to school.

In the car, Tang Mowan was still a little overwhelmed, Lu Yunshen asked casually, "By the way, Mowan, your boyfriend is the president of the Fu Corporation, right?"

Tang Mowan suddenly looked at him with some vigilance: "Senior?"

"Don't be nervous, I just met him at the entrance of the KTV that day, and I was just curious. At the end of the night, I don't know how you got together, but I still have something to tell you, he is like that. Life is too complicated, you still have to think about it.”

Tang Mowan suddenly lost interest in talking and said nothing.

Lu Yun sighed deeply. He knew that Tang Mowan was focused on his affection for Fu Shaoqian. At this moment, no matter what outsiders said, she would not listen. Only time can prove it.

When he arrived at the school gate, Tang Mowan asked him to pull over to park, and walked slowly back to the dormitory by himself.

Downstairs by the small playground, she met a young couple who were arguing.

Graduation season, breakup season.

There are so many unbreakable love affairs on campus, and how can they withstand the ups and downs of family and society.

The distance of trekking through mountains and rivers is enough to kill all the courage to go forward.

She didn't care to listen to what they were arguing about, but what Lu Yunshen said seemed to plant a seed of uneasiness in her heart.

Back in the dormitory, Ruan Yumiao had already left the dormitory to go home, Wei Xiaochen was still at work, so Zhou Yumeng was the only one still living the days of watching American dramas.

Tang Mowan greeted her and went into the bathroom to wash her face.

Zhou Yumeng pressed the pause button and stared at her with great interest: "Mo Wan, you left with handsome uncle last night? You've been busy until now?"

Glittering gossip in her eyes: "Hurry up and tell me, have you really progressed to that point? You haven't come home at night since last semester. To be honest, have you been together since then?"

Tang Mowan didn't rest well last night, and there were deep dark circles under his eyes, but Zhou Yumeng misunderstood her excitement, so Tang Mowan could only hold her arm and said solemnly: "Last night, he went on a business trip. Mom fell into the hospital and I was taking care of it in the hospital, so now, don't talk to me, I want to sleep."

She crawled back onto the bed on hands and feet, covered herself with the quilt, and fell asleep.

"I'm on a business trip." Tang Mowan heard Zhou Yumeng muttering from below, "Ah, that's what mature men are like, how can they have time to keep dating with each other? Of course, career is the most important thing. They are with us. It's still different after all..."

Zhou Yumeng's words reminded her of Lu Yunshen for no reason.

Is it true that anyone who knows her relationship with Fu Shaoqian will persuade her to think carefully.

When she first knew that Fu Shaoqian didn't let women get close, her first guess was that he had been hurt by women before, so he didn't like women.

Fu Ziyao's words seem to have confirmed her guess. Is it still that little aunt that Fu Shaoqian loves from the bottom of his heart?
So when he first started being with her, he had already planned his future.

Her top priority now is to prepare well for the next re-examination.

But obviously very tired, now lying on the bed, but not feeling sleepy, grabbing the phone and sliding around, but still want to contact him.

Thinking of his voice and his kindness, she felt dazed.It was originally a cooperation in a transaction, but now it's only been half a year, but she began to lose her mind.

If she really waited until the time of parting in a year's time, would she be heartbroken?

Why does it have to be two years?Is it because his beloved little aunt will be back in two years?
Thinking of this possibility, the original edited greeting message was deleted word by word.

And those unreasonable problems before have become clear and logical at this moment.

(End of this chapter)

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