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

Chapter 148 The Old Man Returns (2)
Mu Liang could hear the chatter and laughter of the people around him even standing here.But Fu Zheng didn't buy how warm and smiling those people were. He always had the same expression on his face, neither angry nor smiling, cold and indifferent.

puff--

Mu Liang couldn't hold it back, seeing those who had offered their favors deflated, he just thought it was amused.They didn't know Fu Zheng well, and they thought he was showing his face on purpose, but in fact, his personality was just like that, and he never smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Jinchen turned his head and asked.

"Uh..." Mu Liang was startled, tiptoed to his ear, and said, "Aren't those people ridiculous?"

Hearing this, Fu Jinchen glanced at her with a slight smile on his thin lips.

There are four groups that will participate in the cooperation in the future, but there are only three groups present tonight.Another one is said to be the Mo Group in Hong Kong, but the other party has not yet arrived.

Since the Song Group is also involved, it is natural to show their face.On such occasions, Song Rufeng had long since ceased to participate, and was Song Qinghua's plenipotentiary representative.When she stepped into the venue, there was quite a commotion.

Recently, the entertainment page reported her sex scandal. It is said that she has changed her male favorite again. I heard that the boy friend she chose this time turned out to be a male model with outstanding body and appearance.

Mu Liang doesn't usually like to watch entertainment editions, but she can't stand Qiao Di's gossip whispering in her ears every day.After listening to a lot, she will naturally remember and understand more or less.

"aunt!"

Fu Jinchen took Mu Liang's arm and walked over to say hello.If it wasn't for the man next to her to pull her, Mu Liang really didn't want to go there, and she didn't have a good impression of the Song family.

"Fourth Young Master." Song Qinghua turned around with a smile, speaking softly.The Fu and Song families are not very affectionate, but they are both passable. After all, they have some business contacts, and the courtesy they should have is still indispensable.

Tonight Song Qinghua is wearing a slim-fitting silver evening dress. She has a tall and well-proportioned figure, and there is no trace of wrinkle on her delicately made-up cheeks. No matter how you look at it, she does not want a woman in her 40s.

Mu Liang raised his eyebrows, slightly envious.It would be great if she could be as beautiful as Song Qinghua when she was Song Qinghua's age!

"Hello."

Song Qinghua saw the people beside Fu Jinchen, smiled slightly, and offered his hand.The last time she attended their wedding, she met Mu Liang, and she also had an impression of this child when she participated in the selection of Song's spokesperson.

Unexpectedly, she could take the initiative to say hello, Mu Liang was a little surprised.She glanced at Fu Jinchen, and after seeing him nodding slightly, she stretched out her hand with a smile, and shook hands in a concealed manner, "Hello."

Song Qinghua's eyes were sharp, she stared at Mu Liang, and smiled calmly at the corner of her mouth.People outside said that the threshold of the Fu family was high, but she was a little curious, what was so special about this girl, how could she marry into the Fu family?

However, Song Qinghua would not inquire about these questions.She is not very interested in the affairs of outsiders, since she has met and greeted her, she has nothing to say.

After a few words of politeness with Fu Jinchen, Song Qinghua turned and left.On an occasion like tonight, the Fu Group and the Song Group are in a sense competing with each other, and being too intimate will inevitably make people have other ideas.

Seeing her walking away, Mu Liang looked away resentfully.She was inexplicably repulsed by the Song family. If she could, she really didn't want to deal with them!

In the banquet hall, there are musicians with live accompaniment.Every time Mu Liang saw a musical instrument, he would itch to get closer.

On the right side of the hall, there is a small music pool. A woman in a white dress, with soft black hair loosely draped behind her, is sitting on the edge of the harp, slowly plucking the strings.

"Like that?" Fu Jinchen saw the eyes of the person in his arms straightened, and asked her with a smile.

Mu Liang nodded and asked, "Can I go over and have a look?"

There are many leaders in the business circle around, Fu Jinchen can't be too indifferent.The relationship in this circle is like this, and it needs to be maintained from time to time. Even if it is superficial, it must be done.

Looking up and looking not far away, Fu Jinchen saw Sheng Mingzhan standing with one hand in his pocket, teasing in the business circle, with his usual expression.He lowered his eyebrows, looked at the people around him, and said: "Go, don't run around."

"Don't worry," Mu Liang pursed his lips and assured, "I'm not a child, so I won't cause trouble."

Fu Jinchen pursed his thin lips, holding a glass of champagne, and walked into the circle.Seeing him leave, Mu Liang lifted his skirt with a smile and walked to the place closest to the music pool.

Because he has played the piano all the year round, Mu Liang knows a little about all musical instruments.But she has never touched a harp, but she knows that a harp is the oldest plucked string instrument in the world.

Standing in front of the orchestra with great interest, Mu Liang's eyes were fixed on the woman who was playing.She carefully observed the technique, and saw that with the change of the pedal, the pitch of the string could be adjusted.

After the song was over, Mu Liang raised his hands and applauded with excitement.In fact, all musical instruments have something in common. She thinks the shape of the harp is very beautiful, and the way it is played has a special charm.

"Thank you." The woman who was playing stood up, raised her skirt and bowed slightly to Mu Liang as a return.Praise on such an occasion, although the appearance fee can earn a lot, but there are basically no guests who can appreciate it.

It was rare to meet an audience like Mu Liang, and the woman who played the piano was also relieved.Tonight's piano is finally not in vain.

After listening to one piece, Mu Liang was embarrassed to continue to stare at others like this, and it seemed that no one in the audience noticed the orchestra pit at all.She curled her lips, thinking that these people have no appreciation level at all, why bother to let them perform, they don't know how to respect others at all!

Mu Liang sighed, and wanted to leave with her handbag in her arms. She turned around, but was startled by the man standing behind her.

"Wow!"

Mu Liang took a step back in horror, not wanting to touch the edge of the orchestra pit with his heels, and fell backwards.

The man on the opposite side frowned slightly, and reached out to grab her wrist in time, pulling her a step forward.

"Are you sick!"

Just as Mu Liang stood firm, the anger in her heart suddenly surged. She glared at the man in front of her and said sharply, "Why are you standing behind me? Why don't you say a word? Do you know that people are scary, scary to death?"

She said a lot, but the man opposite didn't speak, but just stared at her with dark eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Liang stabilized his mind, looked at Sheng Mingzhan's sharp eyes, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.She pursed her lips, her tone softened, "Mr. Sheng, what do you do?"

"Why did you lie to me?" Sheng Mingzhan's introverted eyes were deep, his hands were casually hanging by his sides, and he looked at her with piercing eyes, the expression on his handsome face was difficult to discern.

Mu Liang frowned, and asked suspiciously, "How did I lie to you?"

"You said, you and Fu Jinchen don't have a messy relationship?" Sheng Mingzhan pursed his thin lips, and his voice sank.

(End of this chapter)