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

Chapter 541 Dominating Power (2)
Seeing the panic flashing in Song Aiyu's eyes, the expression in Song Qinghua's eyes gradually darkened.

After breakfast, Song Aiyu took the initiative to take Song Qinghua's arm with her bag in her hand, "Mom, let's go to the company together."

"No," Song Qinghua pushed back a step, "I have an appointment with a friend, and I will go to the company later."

Song Qinghua dodged away alienatedly, Song Aiyu frowned delicately, and said disappointedly: "Okay then."

After a while, the red sports car drove out of the villa.The driver drove the car to the front yard, and Song Qinghua drove away alone.

There is a coffee shop in the south of the city center, every time Song Qinghua and Sang Hui meet each other there is a coffee shop.Sang Hui arrived early, she ordered Song Qinghua's favorite coffee in advance, and sat in a seat to wait.

"Tsinghua University." Sang Hui beckoned with enthusiasm.

Song Qinghua sat opposite her, "Have you been here for a long time?"

"No." Sang Hui gave her the coffee and said, "The taste you like."

"Thank you."

Sang Hui shook her head and said with emotion: "It's no use saying thank you, thanks to you for taking care of us all these years."

"What do you want me to do today?"

Song Qinghua took a sip of his coffee and smiled, "It's nothing, I want to chat with you."

Sang Hui didn't become suspicious, her expression relaxed.

"Sister Hui," Song Qinghua raised his head, his eyes fell on the bustling street outside the window, "How much did Aiyu weigh when he was born?"

Sang Hui was startled, and then said: "About... more than six catties." The smile on the corner of her mouth gradually faded, "Why do you think of asking this?"

"Recently, I've been thinking about Aiyu's childhood. Unfortunately, I couldn't see her when she was born." Song Qinghua replied calmly, and asked again: "Then in which hospital was Aiyu born?"

Sang Hui's face changed, and she frowned anxiously, "It seems to be Nancheng Hospital."

"Like?" Song Qinghua asked back.

Sang Hui realized something was wrong, and hurriedly said perfunctorily: "Yes, it is Nancheng Hospital."

The five fingers holding the coffee cup slowly tightened, and the smile on the corner of Song Qinghua's mouth was still there, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.Nancheng Hospital was a nursing home more than 20 years ago. How could it have children? !
On the way back, Song Qinghua held the steering wheel with both hands, feeling complicated in his heart.Over the years, she has never forgotten her feelings for Sang Yu, and she has devoted herself to taking care of the Sang family. It is she who trusts the Sang family too much!
The veins on the back of the hand holding the steering wheel were bulging, Song Qinghua's red lips were tightly pursed, and the look in the depths of his black eyes was extremely cold.The cell phone next to her suddenly rang, and she connected it with a Bluetooth headset, "Hello?"

"Sister Qing." Mingming's voice was tinged with disappointment, "Can I see you today?"

Song Qinghua sighed and turned the car at the intersection in front of the car.

In the bustling section of the city center, there is a model studio.Song Qinghua went in with the bag, obviously already sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

"Sit." He poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Song Qinghua.

Song Qinghua looked around, opened his leather bag and took out the things he had prepared a long time ago, "I will give you this studio and this money."

"No." Mingming refused without thinking, "You have helped me a lot these years."

Pressing the back of his resigning hand, Song Qinghua pushed the thing back with a smile, and said, "Obviously, you deserve it. You have managed this studio well. If you want to continue to develop, this money can help you. If you don't want to Stay here, and you can also go abroad."

"Sister Qing!" Mingming twitched the corners of his mouth, took out a photo and handed it to her.

Song Qinghua took it and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Who is this?"

"it's me."

Mingming lowered his eyes and clasped his hands together nervously, "Sister Qing, you have been kind to me all these years, I don't know how to repay you! Every time I see you, I feel ashamed!"

Song Qinghua lowered his face and threw the photo to him, "What's going on?"

"My face was made like this on purpose," Mingming pursed his lips, intending to tell the whole story, "Back then Song Aiyu found me and made me look like a man named Sang Yu, and then deliberately approached you."

There was a sudden throbbing pain somewhere in the bottom of his heart, Song Qinghua closed his eyes and laughed lightly, the corners of his mouth curled up mockingly.This daughter she held in her hands since she was a child can actually plot against her so deliberately!
"Sister Qing?" Mingming looked at her worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Song Qinghua stood up abruptly, stopped after walking a few steps, and said, "Don't tell anyone about this."

"I understand." Mingming replied, and frowned helplessly when he saw Song Qinghua leaving.This mistake has been on his mind for many years, and now he can let it go, and he can breathe a sigh of relief.

After the morning meeting, Song Aiyu was restless.Song Qinghua's attitude this morning was always wrong.

Picking up the phone on the table, Song Aiyu called several times, but no one answered.What the hell is this guy doing? He hasn't contacted himself for a long time. This is because his wings have grown hard!

The elevator door opened, Song Aiyu walked out with a frown, and saw Song Qinghua carrying a bag in the distance.

"mom!"

Song Aiyu shouted, but the person in front didn't look back.Song Aiyu hurried to catch up and went straight into the office.

"Mom, you're back." Song Aiyu stood in front of the table, Song Qinghua pursed his lips and sat in the swivel chair with no expression of joy or anger.

The person on the opposite side didn't respond, Song Aiyu stood there in embarrassment, "Mom, you..."

"Is there business?" Song Qinghua said in a cold voice.

Song Aiyu shook her head, but saw Song Qinghua's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Then go out."

"Mom..." Before Song Aiyu finished speaking, Song Qinghua stood up abruptly, pointed at the door behind her, and shouted, "Get out!"

Ever since she was a child, it was the first time Song Aiyu saw Song Qinghua lose her temper.She turned pale with fright, and immediately turned and ran out.

The temples on both sides of the forehead twitched, and Song Qinghua sat in the swivel chair full of anger, his chest heaving violently.After a while, she pressed the internal line on the table and called the assistant in.

"President."

Song Qinghua handed him a photo and said coldly, "I want the details of this woman."

After a pause, she continued, "Especially her relationship with the Sang family more than 20 years ago."

"Yes." The assistant put the photo in his pocket, turned and left.

Near noon, Mu Liang received a call from Fu Jinchen.When the man in the car saw the woman running like a bird, the corners of his mouth curled up gently.

"Miss me?" Fu Jinchen said this every time in his opening remarks, Mu Liang nodded obediently, and without talking nonsense, he directly placed a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

The man who was appeased suddenly became happier.

"Another good news for me?" Mu Liang blinked and leaned his head on his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)