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

Chapter 145 She Is My Wife (2)
After dinner, the men chatted in the living room.The female relatives were all sitting in the side hall watching TV. Because of what happened just now, You Chuxiu didn't give Yao Qin a good face. She went back to the bedroom wisely and called her son.

Cao Wanxin has always been wise and safe. She knows her position in this family, and she will basically not participate in such matters.The relationship between the Fu family is inherently complicated, and it is not easy to gain a foothold in this family.Besides, Fu Shijun was in poor health, and Fu Cheng was a daughter. Even though she was unwilling in every way, she had to recognize the situation.

"Grandma, is Chengcheng good at singing?" Fu Cheng has been particularly fond of showing off recently. As long as the whole family is around, she will take the initiative to perform and dance, or sing, jump and dance, without feeling tired at all.

"Okay!" You Chuxiu laughed, took out a handkerchief and wiped Fu Cheng's sweat with loving eyes.In the whole family, Fu Cheng is the youngest. Although Fu Zheng was the eldest grandson before, he will not be close to You Chuxiu after all.

"Aunt Four."

Fu Cheng's desire to perform was particularly strong tonight. She walked up to Mu Liang, took her hand, and said, "Let's play the piano."

Play the piano?

Mu Liang glanced at the whole family present, his expression slightly nervous.She is not afraid of playing the piano, but these people...

Fu Dongting turned back, and his sons followed behind him. Fu Jinchen pushed the wheelchair and pushed Fu Shijun to the side of the sofa.

Seemingly in a good mood tonight, Fu Dongting saw the eager granddaughter with a gentle look in his eyes, and said, "Liangliang, Dad doesn't seem to have heard you play the piano before."

The meaning of these words, Mu Liang obviously couldn't refuse anymore.She stretched out her hand to pick up Fu Cheng and smiled, "Since everyone is happy, I'll play one with Cheng Cheng, just don't laugh at me."

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, there was a grand piano. Mu Liang first hugged Fu Cheng onto the piano bench and sat down. Then she sat beside the child and reached out to open the piano cover.

"Chengcheng, what do you want to play?"

Fu Cheng frowned, her fleshy cheeks flushed.She thought for a long time, and finally thought of what she was good at, "Little Xingxing."

Well, Mu Liang lowered his head and chuckled, thinking that in order to cooperate with the child, this song is quite suitable.

Mu Liang touched the keys gently with both hands, turned to look at Fu Cheng, and said, "Teacher counts one, two, three, keep your fingers steady."

The little princess nodded, showing a rare concentration.

This piece has a simple rhythm, and for a person of Mu Liang's level, he can play it with his eyes closed.But after all, Fu Cheng is just learning, so she dare not take it lightly. Tonight is the first time for the child to perform on his own initiative. If there is a mistake, it will directly affect her interest in learning in the future.

Mu Liang only uses his right hand, trying to match her sense of rhythm.There were slight red marks on the back of her hand from the burn last time, but it didn't hinder her from playing the piano.

On the opposite sofa, everyone looked at one big and one small, sitting upright in front of the piano, and the elegant and joyful sound of the piano continued.Fu Dongting didn't know anything about these things, but seeing his granddaughter playing well, he was very comforted in his heart.

Mu Liang looked gentle, and occasionally told her something in a low voice in Fu Cheng's ear. This rare carefulness made Fu Dongting like it very much.

Although she has listened to Mu Liang play the piano many times, she sat there quietly tonight, with a few random strokes of her right hand, she was able to make up for the shortcomings of Fu Cheng's playing.

The childish Mu Liang tonight is different from the Mu Liang she played and sang to him passionately that night.

Fu Jinchen leaned on the sofa with his upper body, his deep eyes fell on the corners of Mu Liang's slightly raised mouth, and the expression in his eyes relaxed unconsciously.Every time he listened to her play the piano, it always relieved his tense nerves completely.

Mu Yi took a taxi to the seaside resort hotel. He took out his mobile phone and called Song Aiyu, but she never answered.Anxiously, he took the elevator to the twelfth floor, and quickly found it according to the room number.

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang, but no one came to open the door.Mu Yi frowned, and pressed the doorbell several times, but still no one showed up.

"Ai Yu!"

Mu Yi felt that something was wrong, so he clasped his broad palm on the door panel and kept patting, "Aiyu, it's me! Are you inside?"

In the hotel room, the lights were dark.At the foot of the wide bed, there was a vaguely huddled figure.Song Aiyu buried her face in her palms, and suddenly heard shouts from outside, and then slowly raised her head.

Her eyes were red, and her cheeks were glistening with tears.The originally absent-minded eyes gradually focused because of Mu Yi's shout.

"Mu Yi..."

Song Aiyu murmured hoarsely, supported the edge of the bed with both hands, and stood up with difficulty.She sat for too long and her feet were numb.

"Aiyu! Song Aiyu!"

There was a loud knocking on the door, Song Aiyu walked over holding the wall, found the lock in the dark, and opened the door with a bang.

"Aiyu?"

Mu Yi stepped in, and bumped into a figure head-on. He instinctively stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around him.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yi hugged the person in his arms with both hands, closed the door, and half-embraced her, walked over to the sofa and sat down.

The room was not lit, and the neon lights shining through the window were dim.Mu Yi reached out to find the light switch, but Song Aiyu held him tightly, and refused to let go, "Mu Yi, don't leave me."

Mu Yi was caught by her, so he must be unable to move.He turned around and sat on the sofa, holding her in his arms. He could clearly feel that she was shaking, and her whole body was trembling violently.

"Aiyu, what's the matter with you?" Mu Yi raised her face, even though the light was dim, he could still see tears on her face.

Song Aiyu tightly wrapped his arms around his waist, and buried his face in his heart, "Mu Yi, if I wasn't Song Aiyu, if I had no money, no status, no family background, if I had nothing, would you still like me?"

"..."

Mu Yi was startled, and was stunned by her question.He breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing again after hearing her words.He pursed his thin lips lightly, and said with a smile: "I like you, it has nothing to do with your status or your family background."

"It's you who I like," Mu Yi pulled her up from his arms, his bright black eyes dyed softly, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead with a firm tone, "Do you feel it? I like you. "

Tears welled up from the corners of Song Aiyu's eyes. He said that he liked her, but he didn't say that he liked Song Aiyu.At least in this world, there is one person who really likes her, no matter who she is? !

"Mu Yi!" Song Aiyu raised her head and took the initiative to kiss his lips.

Clutching the back of her head with his backhand, Mu Yi bowed his head and kissed her back. He was only in his early twenties, at the time when he was young, and because he really liked the person in his arms, he couldn't hold it back.

With her body sinking into the soft sofa, Song Aiyu raised her face, looking at his handsome face that was restrained from tension, a smile slipped from the corner of her mouth.She put her arms around Mu Yi's neck and whispered in his ear, "Mu Yi, you can have me."

(End of this chapter)