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

Chapter 522 The truth follows one after another (2)
Compared with the denials at the previous meeting, Song Aiyu's tone and expression at this time were very humble. The anger in Song Qinghua's heart disappeared. She put down her job and said, "I'm full, let's go upstairs first."

Song Qinghua walked past the dining table with hands down, Song Aiyu bit her chopsticks, staring at her back disappearing at the stairs, frowning her delicate brows tightly.

Eating alone was boring, Song Aiyu took two bites of the rice, dropped the chopsticks with a snap, turned and walked out of the restaurant.The servants at home are used to her appearance, everyone just lowered their heads to tidy up, but there were many complaints in their hearts.

They are also the daughters of the Song family. Mu Liang has not lived in for a long time, and he is polite to everyone and everything.He also knows how to respect his servants, and is especially lenient.

Just a few steps out of the restaurant, Song Aiyu heard Aunt Yan's voice, "Miss Mu, you are back."

Mu Liang's coat was stained with a lot of dirt, and she spent all day in the factory today.Aunt Yan took it casually, looked at it and said, "These clothes are going to be dry-cleaned, it's not easy to wash them off."

She called the servants and told them to clean the clothes.

Mu Liang opened the leather bag, took out a packet of traditional Chinese medicine inside, and handed it to Aunt Yan, "Aunt Yan, don't you have leg pain, try this medicine. My father is also rheumatism, and this medicine is quite effective. "

Aunt Yan hurriedly took it, and thanked repeatedly, "Miss Mu, I have a small illness, so I can trouble you to get me medicine."

"There are so many particulars," Mu Liang smiled, "I happened to pass by the hospital on the way."

"Thank you." Aunt Yan was very grateful, and hurriedly took her hand and walked to the restaurant, "You haven't eaten yet, I'll order someone to prepare it right away."

"It doesn't need to be too much trouble, just keep it simple." Mu Liang drank a glass of water and really felt tired after a hard day at the factory.

Holding the medicinal materials, Aunt Yan said with pity in her eyes: "How can it be simple, every day is so hard, you must eat well."

Song Aiyu's face was sullen, and the anger in his heart was soaring.Hmph, Mu Liang has only been at home for a few days, so he coaxed his mother and servants around.This can't work, she must win back her mother's heart!

Seeing Aunt Yan go to the kitchen to prepare it herself, Mu Liang picked up the phone and called his son.Fu Jinchen picked up the phone first, and his tone was obviously aggressive, "Mu Liang, you treat me as dead!"

Hey!
Mu Liang opened his mouth, thinking that this man is in a hurry again.She curled her lips and immediately lowered her posture, "Father Guoguo, don't be angry."

Guoguo's father? !
The corners of Fu Jinchen's mouth twitched, and his handsome sword eyebrows frowned.This name is so good, the dregs of the soil are completely incompatible with his high-end and high-end status!

"Last time you said you wanted a nickname, how about this nickname?" Mu Liang asked him relaxedly while suppressing a smile.

Fu Jinchen narrowed his dark eyes, imagining in his mind that when walking on the street or gathering with friends, Mu Liang would shout "Guoguo's father" in front of everyone. It is estimated that his heroic image will be in the hearts of everyone in an instant. In the middle, it definitely plummeted and sank to the bottom of the valley!

"Change your name!" Fu Jinchen shuddered and immediately retorted.

Mu Liang pouted, looking displeased, "Why do you want to change it? What a nice name. Didn't you see on TV that old couples call them that, and only those with happy families have a nickname!"

real or fake?Fu Jinchen frowned, obsessed with her phrase "old husband and old wife", but thinking of the disaster that this title would bring to him, he still decided to resist to the end!
"It doesn't suit my taste." Fu Jinchen looked for an excuse again.

Thinking of his taste, Mu Liang snorted coldly with disdain, and said sharply, "If you want to meet your taste, then I can only call you Uncle Huang!"

"..." Fu Jinchen choked, and then his face became livid.Hold!Is your taste that bad?Yellow is so good, he loves yellow, yellow, hum!

Before he could say anything later, the phone was snatched by his son.Sitting on Fu Jinchen's lap, Mu Guoguo held the phone and asked sweetly, "Mom, when are you going home?"

The son went straight to the point, and Fu Jinchen couldn't help giving a thumbs up.Mu Guoguo pursed her lips proudly, and covered her forehead with her bangs. Fu Jinchen couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed his son's face.

"Mom will come home to see you tomorrow." Mu Liang's eyes were sore when he heard his son's voice.She held the microphone and said, "Guoguo, tell daddy, mommy misses daddy, and she also misses Guoguo."

Mu Guoguo turned her head and repeated her mother's words to Fu Jinchen, "Dad, Mom said she misses you, and also misses Guoguo."

The slight unhappiness about the nickname that was entrenched in my heart disappeared in this thought.Fu Jinchen's face was pressed down, his thin lips pressed against the microphone, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "My dear, I miss you too, come back soon."

"Yeah." Mu Liang responded, feeling all the fatigue in his body dissipated.After a while, she saw Aunt Yan coming out with a plate, so she hung up the phone and ate with peace of mind.

When Sang Hui received Xiao Ya's call, she was already prepared.According to the agreed time, she drove to a secluded teahouse by car.The decoration style of the tea house has a long history, which is obviously far from the rhythm of the surrounding modern city.

Sang Hui carried her bag to the second floor, Xiao Ya was sitting in front of the window, waving her hand, "Here."

Pulling away the chair opposite, a waiter lazily came over with a water order and asked, "What do you want to drink?"

"Green tea." Sang Hui lowered her eyes and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She felt her throat was dry just now because she was walking in a hurry.

Not long after, the waiter brought over the teacups.Sang Hui held the glass and blew on it, and took a sip from the rim of the glass, "Xiaoya, are you in a hurry to see me?"

Xiao Ya's face was ugly, "Sister Hui, please tell me honestly, what is the relationship between Song Qinghua and Aiyu?"

The cup in her hand was a little hot, and Sang Hui held the teacup in both hands, not intending to continue to hide it, "You left the child back then, and I couldn't afford to raise it, so I could only lie that Aiyu was my daughter and give it to Song Qinghua to raise it."

"You gave my daughter to that woman?" Xiao Ya immediately changed her face.

Sang Hui nodded and said, "Tsinghua University promised me that it will definitely raise Aiyu well."

"But she killed Sang Yu!" Xiao Ya became emotional instantly, "Sister Hui, why did you give Sang Yu's child to be raised by the person who killed him?!"

"Sang Yu was not killed by Tsinghua." Sang Hui pursed her lips and said, "Xiaoya, I know Tsinghua's feelings for Sang Yu, and she will not do anything harmful to Sang Yu. It was an accident, Sang Yu With Tsinghua's husband, both of them passed away."

"Accident?!" Xiao Ya's eyes flashed coldly, her voice contained anger, "Back when Song Qinghua married someone else, he wanted to kick Sang Yu off, that's why the car accident happened."

Sang Hui sighed, and said softly: "Xiaoya, don't say that, Tsinghua is not that kind of person."

(End of this chapter)