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

Chapter 276 The Last Look, Completely Forget (1)
He turned his face and stared closely at Fu Jinchen's eyes, "I just want to ask you, do you want to be oppressed forever and not be able to turn over?"

The light in Fu Jinchen's eyes flickered, he pursed his lips, but did not speak.

"If people at home can't help you, maybe people outside can." Song Rufeng put away the fishing line again, and the fish caught this time was bigger than the one just now.

"Sheng's cooperation project, Song's can hand it over. And within five years, Song's will not get involved in the real estate industry, I believe these five years are enough for you to take root." Song Rufeng unhooked the fish and put the fish into the bucket. "If Mrs. Song can help you, are you willing to follow my arrangement?"

"Why?" Fu Jinchen asked him, pursing his thin lips.Why help him?

Song Rufeng raised his hand and threw the fishing line far away, "For the happiness of my granddaughter."

happiness?

Fu Jinchen's handsome face was lowered, and his deep eyes were staring at the gradually fluctuating water surface.He stretched out his hand suddenly, and when he pulled up the fishing rod, the heavy hook told him that his fish was hooked.

Song Rufeng smiled with satisfaction.boy!Because you broke my granddaughter's heart, you're left to find out for yourself.

I hope that the day when he finds out the answer is when Liangliang returns to the Song family.

In the evening, the expressway back to the city from the suburbs was congested.A large traffic flow lined up in a long queue, moving extremely slowly.The black Land Rover also lost its arrogance at this time, and could only be crushed by the traffic.

The man rested his elbows on the lowered car window, his dark eyes fixedly staring forward.Fu Jinchen pursed his thin lips tightly and frowned irritably.

It's a pity that he was stuck in traffic and he couldn't do anything.

After more than half an hour, the situation improved.Fu Jinchen held the steering wheel with both hands, and the car stopped at the intersection and waited for the indicator light.The green light ahead turned on, but the black Land Rover did not fly out like a sharp arrow, but turned left resolutely.

crunch--

With the sound of the wheels rolling over the ground, Fu Jinchen's thin lips tightened into a straight line, and he drove the car on the highway again, along the coastline road, and drove the car to Yucheng.

That familiar path, that familiar courtyard.Although Fu Jinchen has only been here twice, he has already remembered it in his heart.

The lights were on in the yard, and Fu Jinchen parked the car a little far away so that he would not be noticed easily.He turned off the engine, sat quietly in the car seat, his raised eyes fell directly on the opposite side.

A familiar figure floated past the window, Mu Liang held the bowl and chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Dad, it's time to eat."

Mu Zhannian opened his chair and sat down, Cai Yongfen put all the food on the table.At the small table, the family of three sat next to each other, creating a warm atmosphere.

The day of March is as gentle as a mother's hand.The sound of laughter from the small courtyard drifted slowly through the open window.Fu Jinchen rested his chin with one hand, and raised his thin lips unconsciously.

In fact, with such a long distance, he couldn't smell the aroma of food at all.But before his eyes, he seemed to be able to see steaming dumplings on the table, as well as Mu Liang's favorite seafood.She must be raising both hands now, struggling to peel off the shell of the shrimp, and then throwing Ji Zan's pink and tender shrimp meat into her mouth.

Fu Jinchen had frivolous brows, and his thin lips moved unconsciously.Although he doesn't like to eat seafood, he has a little trick for peeling shrimp shells, which can quickly and well peel out the whole shrimp meat.

"Well!"

The man sat up slightly, stretched out his hands to cover his stomach, and suddenly felt hungry.He opened the drawer in the car and searched for a long time, but he couldn't find anything to eat.

Reluctantly leaning back in the seat, Fu Jinchen's face darkened. He reached out for a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath.

After a while, the sky completely darkened.In the smoky atmosphere, he could see Mu Liang picking up the dishes and following Cai Yongfen into the kitchen.

She can't cook, and she doesn't do much to clean up the dishes.The last time she was asked to wash two bowls, she even broke one!
Fu Jinchen curled his lips, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.The only thing Mu Liang knows is cooking instant noodles, but her skills are not as good as her own. Every time she cooks noodles, they are so thick that they are not edible at all.

After work, Sheng Mingzhan drove to Song's Piano Shop.He pushed open the glass door and went in. There were not many customers in the store. Song Rufeng was wearing work clothes and was overhauling his beloved babies again.

"Father!"

Sheng Mingzhan walked to the edge of the piano, bent down and said with a smile: "You are not kind, you don't teach me any unique skills?"

"Why didn't I teach you?" Song Rufeng glared at him, "You've almost learned it secretly, and I can't save some housekeeping skills!"

"Ha ha……"

Sheng Mingzhan shook his head and reached out to help him out.Seeing the sweat oozing from his temples, he frowned slightly, "The doctor didn't tell you to rest, why are you disobedient?"

"The doctor told me to wait to die!"

Song Rufeng pursed his lips and coughed, his face turned pale, "I have to see them again, maybe I won't be able to come one day."

"Hey!"

Sheng Mingzhan frowned, "Old man, don't scare me!"

Song Rufeng put down the tools in his hand and sat down on the chair instead.He gasped for a while to calm down his heartbeat.After all, his body can't help himself, even if he refuses to accept his old age, time will not wait for others.

The expression in Song Rufeng's eyes was dim, he pursed his lips, pulled Sheng Mingzhan to sit beside him, his face sank, "Mingzhan, do you still remember what I said last time, isn't my granddaughter Aiyu?"

"Remember." Sheng Mingzhan nodded, caught a glimpse of his expression, and asked suspiciously, "Why, did you find your granddaughter?"

Song Rufeng pursed his lips into a smile and nodded slightly.

"Who is it?" Sheng Mingzhan asked casually with his slender legs crossed and his upper body leaning on the sofa.

"You know it."

"I know?" Sheng Mingzhan was surprised.

Song Rufeng sighed, and under his puzzled gaze, he slowly said, "Mu Liang."

puff--

Sheng Mingzhan spit out all the tea in his mouth.no? !
"It's hard for me to tell you clearly about our family's account." Song Rufeng lowered his eyes with a silent expression.

"Can't you make a mistake?" Sheng Mingzhan asked again.

"will not!"

Song Rufeng's shrewd eyes flickered, and his voice lowered unconsciously, "But Liangliang doesn't recognize the Song family now, she doesn't care about everything about the Song family!"

Hearing this, Sheng Mingzhan nodded knowingly.Yes, with Mu Liang's character, he probably would have such a reaction.

"What are you going to do?" Sheng Mingzhan asked softly.

These words hit the sore point of Song Confucianism.He pondered this problem day and night, but he couldn't find a solution.Difficult, really difficult!

Song Rufeng turned his head, stared into Sheng Mingzhan's eyes, and asked him, "You treat Liangliang..."

Sheng Mingzhan shrugged and said with a smile: "Old man, can you not be so smart? Why do I think that your eyes are like X-rays, you can see everything."

(End of this chapter)