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

Chapter 408 The name in memory (2)
"Madam, you are back." Aunt Yan was waiting for her in the courtyard.

Song Qinghua changed his shoes, and when he saw the empty hall, he looked disappointed and asked, "Where's Aiyu?"

"Miss hasn't come back yet." Aunt Yan ordered the servant to serve dinner.

Sighing softly, Song Qinghua sat at the dining table with sad eyes.She picked up her mobile phone and wanted to call Lin Qiang, but she dialed out the number, only to realize that she was not in Minghai City.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qinghua picked up the chopsticks with a sullen face, barely ate a few mouthfuls, and went back to the upstairs bedroom.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and landscape lights lit up in the courtyard.Song Qinghua leaned against the window, staring fixedly at the agarwood tree in the courtyard, his eyes flickering.

A tree species like agarwood is extremely difficult to survive.That tree was obviously withered back then, but new shoots suddenly sprouted a few years ago. Song Qinghua sighed softly, and his mood tonight suddenly became disturbed.

In the evening, a white sports car drove up the mountain road. After the car came to a complete stop, Song Aiyu got out of the car with her bag and stood on the side of the road watching the car leave.She didn't return to the villa until the car turned a corner and could no longer be seen.

Seeing the car parked in the courtyard, Song Aiyu knew that her mother had returned home.She walked upstairs quickly, went back to her bedroom first, and then went to the next room after changing her clothes.

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Song Aiyu stood outside and knocked on the door, but no one answered. She pushed the door and found it was unlocked.

"mom!"

Song Qinghua was not seen in the bedroom, Song Aiyu turned his head and saw the light in the bathroom.Song Qinghua heard the voice outside and replied, "I'm in the bathroom."

The bathroom door was opened a thin crack, Song Aiyu poked his head in, "Can I come in?"

The bathtub was full of white bubbles, Song Qinghua waved to her, and said softly, "Come here."

This kind of tone and action is as intimate as when I was a child.Song Aiyu's nose was sore, she opened the door and walked to the bathtub.

Seeing her daughter leaning against her, Song Qinghua's eyes were warm. Since she was discharged from the hospital, Song Aiyu was willing to approach her for the first time, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No." Song Aiyu shook her head.

"What happened to your hand?" Song Qinghua was instantly surprised when he saw her wrist.

Song Aiyu shrank back and said in a low voice, "I accidentally hurt it."

"Ai Yu!" Song Qinghua held her hand, his eyes sore, "Are you still angry with your mother?"

Song Aiyu pursed her lips, "No."

What happened back then was complicated by various reasons.Song Qinghua didn't know how to tell her, let alone how to explain.

"Mom..." Song Aiyu lowered her head and choked with sobs, "I never thought that I would not be your daughter!"

Song Qinghua moved his mouth, his throat felt sour.Thinking of the day when Song Aiyu fell to the ground with a pale face, her hands and feet kept getting cold, "Aiyu, maybe mom should have told you earlier."

Song Aiyu suddenly raised a face stained with tears, she looked at Song Qinghua with red eyes, and asked, "Mom, will you not want me? Because you have your own daughter, so you don't want me?"

Song Qinghua's heart tightened suddenly, she reached out and pulled Song Aiyu to her side, letting her take off her clothes and slide into the bathtub.This kind of mother-daughter intimacy stirred up the softest part of Song Qinghua's heart.

"Aiyu, it's my mother's fault."

Song Qinghua caressed her injured wrist, eyes reddened and said: "But mother can guarantee that you will always be my daughter!"

"Really?" Song Aiyu asked softly with tears in his eyes.

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Song Qinghua was filled with emotion, "Really! You will always be my daughter and my little Aiyu."

"Mother--"

Song Aiyu embraced her with open arms, and finally let go of the tightly held heart.Mom is the person she cares about the most, no one can take her away from her!Although Mu Liang won this round, it doesn't mean she is the final winner!

Early the next morning, when Song Qinghua took Song Aiyu's hand and appeared in the lobby of the Song Group at the same time, the surrounding discussion was full of enthusiasm again.

Mu Liang walked into the lobby from the side door of the parking lot, raised his head amidst the surrounding discussions, and happened to see Song Aiyu holding Song Qinghua's arm, and the mother and daughter walked into the elevator affectionately.

The elevator door closed slowly, and Mu Liang tightened his five fingers holding the purse, then turned and walked to the exclusive elevator on the other side.She hurried back to the office, and the moment she pushed the door open, she caught something out of the corner of her eye.

"Who?"

In the swivel chair behind the desk, Song Aiyu turned around with a smile, "The scenery here is really nice."

Mu Liang narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Song Aiyu, who let you in?"

"Do you need other people's permission?" Song Aiyu hooked her lips and said with a smile: "This is also my grandfather's office, as long as I want, I can come anytime."

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Mu Liang threw away the bag in his hand, his face turned cold, "Get out!"

"Angry?"

Song Aiyu shrugged, stood up unhurriedly, and walked towards her, "Mu Liang, do you think you can win me if you announce the will?"

"Win you?" Mu Liang sneered, "I'm not interested in winning you."

She wanted to move forward, but was blocked by Song Aiyu.

"But I want to!"

Song Aiyu raised her face, her dark eyes were full of gloom, "Although grandpa left you the shareholding and the position of chairman, don't forget that mother never admitted that you are her daughter!"

"Don't get complacent too early!" Song Aiyu pursed her red lips, raised her finger and pointed to the black swivel chair in front of her, and said in a deep voice, "Mom also owns 40.00% of the group's shares, so it's not certain who will own the position in the end! "

Mu Liang walked over her shoulder, walked straight to the swivel chair, and said with a smile, "But this seat belongs to me now!"

The hands hanging by her sides tightened tightly, and the corners of Song Aiyu's eyes overflowed with cold light. She leaned on the table with one hand, lowered her face slightly, and said in a vicious voice, "I have a question, aren't you curious? Mom hates you so much. , do you know why?"

Hearing this, Mu Liang's pretty face instantly sank.

"Ha ha--"

Song Aiyu folded his arms around his chest, stared at her leisurely, and said, "Mu Liang, our war has just begun."

After the words fell, she turned around and left with a gloomy expression.

war?

Mu Liang's dark eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes slid to the photo frame placed on the desk, and the corners of her mouth were lightly pursed into a straight line.

In the warm afternoon sun, Gao Sen walked quickly into the entrance of the office building with a bento box in his hand.He walked quickly, worried that the food in the lunch box would be cold, so he didn't see the black car parked by the side of the road.

In the quiet carriage, Fu Dongting was wearing a black windbreaker and a scarf of the same color around his neck.He stared at the white fast food box in Gao Sen's hand, his eyes darkened inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)