Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

139 Chapter 3 Drunk not allowed to enter the door ([-])
Love? !

Because of this word, Mu Liang's heart was full of rippling.She was about to open her mouth to speak, but Fu Jinchen pressed down and quickly blocked her lips.

"Don't worry!"

Fu Jinchen pressed her thin lips against the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile, "my husband will tell you how I love you?"

"Well--"

Mu Liang couldn't speak, she was trapped in the man's embrace, and she couldn't break free no matter what.During the whole night, Fu Jinchen tried his best to prove how he loves her? !

The next day, Fu's office on the top floor was only decorated in black and white.Gao Sen stood in front of the desk holding the work record, listening to the man in the swivel chair say one item, and he ticked off one item with a pen.

After a while, Gao Sen closed the work folder, hesitantly said, "Fourth Young Master, there is no clue about the person you asked me to investigate."

For so many years, Gao Sen has not been unable to complete anything that Fu Jinchen told him, but this time he was ordered to investigate the woman, but he had no clue at all.

Fu Jinchen was sitting in the swivel chair, his handsome face was full of joy and anger.His thin lips were slightly hooked, and the deep expression in his eyes was calm and unwavering.After a while, he moved his mouth and said, "Continue to investigate."

"Yes." Gao Sen nodded, and quickly left to do things.Even if there is no result, he will absolutely obey the order.

Outside the window was towering like clouds, Fu Jinchen turned around, stroked his chin with one hand, his eyes easily fell on the clouds in front of him, his expression was a little chilly.His thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and the sharp jaw was tensed.

Since she dared to appear again, it meant that the time for him to meet her should not be too far away.

A high-end western restaurant in the city center, decorated in a romantic Mediterranean style.Large areas of walls painted in sea blue, white tables and chairs, and checkerboard tablecloths all exude the atmosphere of the ocean.

In a quiet corner, in front of a rectangular table, Song Qinghua was wearing sunglasses, sitting on a blue fabric sofa.She called the waiter, and after ordering the meal, the waiter left immediately with the menu.

On the opposite sofa, a woman in her 40s was sitting, wearing ordinary clothes.From time to time, she looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if she was anxiously waiting for someone.

"Aiyu will be there soon." Song Qinghua took a sip of water, "There is a traffic jam on the road, don't worry."

"Hehe..." Sang Hui smiled and said, "No hurry, no hurry."

"Tsinghua, you have lost weight recently." Sang Hui stared at the person opposite, her tone was quite concerned, "Is it because you have been too tired from work recently, you are not young, so don't work too hard."

"Sister Hui," Song Qinghua raised his hand to take off the sunglasses on his face, and said, "I promised Sang Yu to take care of your whole family, don't worry, as long as I live, I won't let you be wronged!"

"Tsinghua, that's not what I meant." Sang Hui held Song Qinghua's hand and said with deep meaning: "If my brother is still alive, he will be very grateful to see you treat us so well."

Hearing her words, Song Qinghua instantly put his fingers together and his expression changed.

A red sports car stopped by the side of the road, Song Aiyu opened the door and walked into the restaurant, and saw Song Qinghua at a glance.

"Mother--"

Song Qinghua stood up and held his daughter in his arms.Song Aiyu saw the person opposite, greeted him familiarly, and said, "Auntie Sanghui, hello."

"Oh, our Aiyu grows more and more beautiful." Sang Hui couldn't help reaching out and holding Song Aiyu's hand tightly.With a smile in her eyes, she looked at the person in front of her carefully, with an excited expression.

Song Qinghua's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't stop him.

Due to Song Qinghua's presence, Song Aiyu had to be patient.She smiled perfunctorily, then withdrew her hand in disgust.

The other party's dry hands made the back of her hands tingle, how annoying!
Song Aiyu lowered his head and drank the juice, his pretty face was obviously showing impatience.In fact, she didn't understand why her mother had such a friend?

Earlier, Song Qinghua told her daughter that Sang Hui was her young friend, so Song Aiyu should call Sang Hui auntie.What is the origin of the Kesang family?But the common people are nothing at all, she has such an extra aunt for no reason, how strange!
"Aiyu, how have you been recently? Last time my aunt saw the commercial you shot, you play the piano really well!" Sang Hui stared at Song Aiyu with love in her eyes, "Although work is important, But don’t be too tired, take care of yourself.”

Song Aiyu frowned slightly, "Thank you, Auntie, for your concern."

"No thanks," Sang Hui said softly, and couldn't help reaching out her hand again, "Good boy."

Song Qinghua raised his eyebrows, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.When Sang Hui was talking to Song Aiyu, she basically didn't interrupt, but just quietly sat on the sidelines and watched.

After a while, the cell phone in Song Aiyu's bag rang, and when she saw the text message, a smile flashed across her mouth, "Mom, I still have something to do, so I can't have dinner with you at noon."

"A very important thing?" Song Qinghua frowned, looked at his daughter and asked, wanting to keep her.

"Well," Song Aiyu nodded, "it's very important."

After a pause, she took Song Qinghua's arm affectionately, and said coquettishly, "Mom, I really have something to do, so don't be angry, okay?"

Song Qinghua sighed, and reached out to pat her face, unable to bear the blame.

"Tsinghua," Sang Hui said, although she looked disappointed, but she still didn't want to make Song Aiyu unhappy, "Since Aiyu has something to do, let her do it. It's good for us to chat."

"Thank you, auntie." Song Aiyu showed her face, stood up with her bag in her hand, leaned over and kissed Song Qinghua's face, and said coquettishly, "Mom, I'll go home to eat with you and grandpa at night."

"Good boy!" Song Qinghua nodded and told her, "Drive carefully."

"Understood." Song Aiyu ran out of the restaurant without looking back, and quickly drove away the red sports car parked by the side of the road.

Looking at the expensive high-end sports car, Sang Hui moved her mouth and said, "Tsinghua, thank you for everything you have done to Aiyu. She lives well, so we can feel at ease."

Song Qinghua frowned, gently stirred the spoon in the coffee cup, and said with a deep expression, "She is my daughter, so I naturally want to give her everything I have."

Hearing this, Sang Hui's expression changed.She nodded in embarrassment, her hands hanging by her side clenched tightly.

In the evening, the Fu family mansion was brightly lit.When dinner was served, everyone took their seats.

You Chuxiu glanced at the empty seat, then turned to ask his daughter-in-law, "Where's Jin Chen?"

"He went to socialize," Mu Liang replied respectfully, "I can't come back for dinner."

"This child!"

You Chuxiu frowned, and ordered the housekeeper to stew the tonic.Young people work hard and wear out their bodies. When they get older, they will naturally suffer from diseases.

When Yao Qin heard You Chuxiu ordered the tonic to be stewed, she hurriedly interrupted and said, "Stew an extra serving."

(End of this chapter)