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

Chapter 505 Fake Tombstone (3)
It would be a lie if I said I wasn't jealous.After all, Song Aiyu took the position that should belong to her, enjoying all the privileges that should belong to her.

But Mu Liang had asked himself countless times, if she and Song Aiyu hadn't been switched back then, then she would be the one who grew up in the Song family today.But so what?

If this is the case, such good parents will be missed, and Mu Liang would rather be replaced.Superior material conditions are attractive and full of temptation, but if she wants to exchange her joy and happiness for more than 20 years, she will never agree.

There are some things in this world that are priceless.Such as love, such as family affection, such as happiness.

Mu Liang chuckled lightly, with a calm look on the corners of his eyes and brows.If she really grew up in the Song family, how much happier would she be than Song Aiyu?Maybe go the same way as her!

The last page of the photo album was interleaved. Mu Liang saw it with sharp eyes, and reached out to flip through it. He didn't expect to see a photo sandwiched inside.

This photo has also been a few years old, and the frame of the photo has turned yellow, but it is very flat, and it can be seen that it has been carefully preserved.Mu Liang held the photo under the desk lamp and looked at the three people in the photo with a slightly surprised expression.

Sitting at the front was Song Rufeng, on his right was Song Qinghua, and on his left was a man Mu Liang didn't know.

Mu Liang curled his lips and looked carefully.She searched for all the people she had seen, but she was sure she hadn't seen this man.Song Qinghua in the photo should be about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and long hair hanging straight around his waist.This man stood beside her, with no smile on his handsome face, he looked cool.

Suddenly, Mu Hao seemed to think of something, and his dark eyes narrowed.For a long time, there were many rumors about Song Qinghua's husband.When they were in college, Qiao Di loved to gossip, but at that time the object of their teasing was Song Aiyu.So Mu Liang would hear some discussions behind her back, but when she thought about it now, she felt a sense of desolation in her heart.

Everyone outside knew that Song Qinghua's husband died shortly after her marriage.As a result, she lost her husband in her early years, her personality was withdrawn and arrogant, and her mood was uncertain.

Could this man be Jian Huaiyi?
Lin Qiang didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but she would also insinuate and reveal something to Mu Liang.So she knows the name.

At this moment, Mu Liang looked at the man in the photo, and couldn't help feeling puzzled.If this man is Jian Huaiyi and Song Qinghua's husband, then he is her...

Taking a deep breath, Mu Liang tightened his five fingers holding the photo.After a while, she closed the album and put it back where it was.But she didn't put this photo back.

The next morning, Mu Liang opened his eyes, and it was already bright outside the window.She chose the bed, and after changing the place, she suffered from insomnia all night.

Just after washing up, Aunt Yan knocked on the door and came in to help tidy up.

"I packed everything." Mu Liang took out his coat and prepared to go out.

Aunt Yan shook her head and said, "Miss Mu, we should do these things."

"It's okay." Mu Liang was not used to being served by others, she was about to leave with her bag, but when she thought of something, she turned around and came back, "Aunt Yan, I want to ask you something."

"Tell me." Aunt Yan smiled.

Mu Liang glanced outside the door, and after closing the door, she took out the photo from last night. She pointed to the man in the photo and asked, "Who is this man?"

Aunt Yan was getting dizzy with age, she put on reading glasses and took the photo, "It's Huai Yi, that's you..." After she saw Mu Liang's sad eyes, she closed her mouth sensibly.

Aunt Yan returned the photo to her.

Seeing her expression, Mu Liang has already confirmed something.She put the photo away, thought for a while and asked, "Can you tell me where his grave is?"

"The cemetery?" Aunt Yan's expression was a little strange.She bit her lip and reached out to pull Mu Liang, "Miss Mu, only I know about this matter. When the master was alive, I never dared to tell others."

"What's the matter?" Mu Liang asked in surprise.

Aunt Yan sighed, and said: "There is nothing in my uncle's cemetery, but in fact, it is just pretending to deceive my wife."

Mu Liang was terrified.

Aunt Yan lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "I don't know exactly what happened, but the cemetery was entrusted to me by the master. The cemetery was empty and there were no ashes at all. At that time, my wife She is going to die, the master has no choice but to lie to her like this."

empty!

Mu Liang was in a daze, and it took him a long time to recover.What does it mean if the cemetery is empty?Suddenly remembered the last time Lin Qiang asked her if she wanted to know the story of Jian Huaiyi and Song Qinghua.At that time, she flatly refused, but now she regretted it.

Going downstairs with something on his mind, when Mu Liang passed the restaurant with his bag, he saw Song Qinghua sitting in a chair, drinking coffee and reading the morning newspaper.She raised her eyebrows and looked over, but when she saw that Mu Liang changed his shoes and went out, she didn't ask any further questions.

When Song Aiyu went downstairs, the servant had already prepared breakfast.

"Ouch, someone is lazier than me!" Song Aiyu opened the chair and sat down, speaking in a nonchalant manner.

Song Qinghua took a sip of milk and wiped his mouth with a napkin, "She's already gone out."

Looking at the back of Song Qinghua turning and going upstairs, Song Aiyu pouted, picked up the knife and fork, and lowered his head to eat.

Driving to the kindergarten, Mu Liang came to see off his son this morning as promised last night.But I didn't see each other all night. When Mu Guoguo saw Mu Guo in the morning, she immediately hugged her neck and cried loudly.

Because of his son's tears, Mu Liang was even more depressed.Fu Jinchen saw that she looked wrong, but after asking several times, Mu Liang didn't tell him the reason.

After sending his son to the kindergarten, Mu Liang drove back to the Song Group alone.The whole morning's work was much heavier than before.Lin Qiang was injured and hospitalized, and all the affairs of her subordinates were transferred to Mu Liang's side.

Song Qinghua left home and didn't go to the company right away.She first asked the driver to drive the car to the hospital, put on the anti-bacterial suit, and entered the intensive care unit.

"Rose."

Song Qinghua opened the chair and sat down, opened the cup he brought, and there was a tangy coffee aroma immediately.She smiled, and gently rubbed Lin Qiang's infusion hand, "Do you smell it? I queued up to buy it this morning. Do you want to drink it?"

The person on the hospital bed was wearing an oxygen mask, and his face was pale.Song Qinghua looked at her gauze-wrapped forehead, her eyes suddenly turned red, "Qiang, you have to wake up quickly, Dad's museum is about to open, and you want to cut the ribbon with me. And you promised me that you would stay Those who accompany me during the Chinese New Year, don't lie to me!"

The monitoring device beeped, but the person on the bed did not respond.Song Qinghua bit his lip and turned his face away, his delicately made-up face was dull.In the bottom of her heart, Lin Qiang is like a family member, seeing her friend like this now, she is really heartbroken!

(End of this chapter)