There is also Lu Moqing's car accident, Lu Moqing's amnesia, he walked down step by step, thinking that he could succeed this time after all, but he was ruined by a woman's Weibo at the door.

He never thought that a man would really be so stupid as to transfer all his assets to his wife's name.

As far as the eye can see, the number of men in today's world who can do this level can be counted on ten fingers.

He planned for nearly ten years, shifting all the attention of Tang Mu and Lu Moqing to Yuan Shaocheng, and when the two of them fought to the death, he would reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Decade! Decade!

It took him ten years to calculate everything, and it was ruined at this step, how could Liao Liang be willing.

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and in a hurry, he was hospitalized.

When he had just improved, several people from the procuratorate pushed open the door of his ward and took him away, and in the end, Liao Liang was prosecuted on multiple charges.

Boston, USA.

Since Liao Liang lost the election, Rong Ying's heart has been uneasy, and for several days, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

She always felt that Lu Moqing might know something.

That morning, she finally fell asleep, but the phone next to her rang.

She frowned a little irritably, took the phone, and was about to press it, but saw that it was Lu Moqing calling.

Rong Ying's pupils shrank slightly, and then, she eased her emotions before picking up the phone.

"Moqing, why are you only calling me now, I called you before, but I haven't gotten through."

On the other end of the phone, Lu Moqing was silent for a short time, and after a long time, he heard him speak, "Aunt Rong, I'm downstairs." ”

Rong Ying's hand holding the mobile phone tightened, but her face was still quiet:

"You're downstairs? Why did you come here without making a sound? ”

She got up as she spoke, "You wait, I'll come down right away." ”

Ten minutes later, Yong Ying appeared at the top of the stairs.

Lu Moqing sat alone in the living room, frowning, looking preoccupied.

Rong Ying lowered her eyebrows, pursed her lips and was silent for a while before walking downstairs, "Mo Qing." ”

Lu Moqing raised his eyes and looked at her, the dark colleague was bottomless at the moment, so that Rong Ying couldn't see his emotions at the moment.

But there has always been a feeling of uneasiness lingering in her heart.

Now seeing Lu Moqing's attitude that is completely different from the usual towards him, this makes Rong Ying's heart even more uneasy.

"Why did you suddenly come to Aunt Rong, did you quarrel with Qiao Xu again?"

She deliberately mentioned Qiao Xu, wanting to test Lu Moqing's attitude.

I thought that he would be like before, and he would show a little impatience or displeasure when he mentioned Qiao Xu.

But this time, he didn't, but the bottom of his originally deep eyes was dyed with a little soft color.

"My wife and I are fine."

He smiled faintly, and his attitude towards Rong Ying was obviously much more alienated.

Over the years, Lu Moqing has always respected and been close to her, and this is the first time she has seen Lu Moqing talk to her with such a detached attitude.

In her heart, there was suddenly a kind of emptiness, and at the same time it was a little sour.

This feeling is like an old mother, whose children have always been by her side, close to her every day.

Suddenly, one day, he married his wife, and he was not so close to his mother.