Hua Mo lowered his eyes and sighed, "I want to divorce too! But I can't help it now, the old lady is not in good health, and my brother also needs the Song family's care."

Tang Shuang hugged Hua Mo, "This matter should be discussed in the long run."

"Go to my house first."

As soon as Tang Shuang finished speaking, the cell phone in his bag rang.

She took out her phone and glanced at it, her eyes flickered, and she turned to the side to pick it up.

"Hey."

"Where."

Fu Congwen's tone on the other end of the phone was not kind.

Tang Shuang talked about the monitoring room.

soon.

Fu Congwen, who was dressed in a black suit, opened the door of the monitoring room aggressively and walked in.

He stared at Tang Shuang with dark eyes and snorted coldly, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me when you came to the surveillance room?"

Tang Shuang didn't hesitate, "It's off-duty time, why should I tell you what I do!"

"Tang Shuang!" Fu Congwen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he yelled at her.

Tang Shuang raised his chin and stared at him, "Why are you calling me! I'm not dead yet! There's no need to yell so loudly!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Hua Mo hurriedly said, "Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, but Tang Shuang moved the surveillance room just to help me."

Fu Congwen knew Hua Mo, not because of Tang Shuang, but because of the matter between Hua Mo and Song Hanqing.

Use your own blood to exchange the position of the young mistress of the Song family.

This matter is not uncommonly used by people in the circle as a topic of conversation after dinner.

When he was at home, the family members often brought up this matter.

The general idea is that today's women really do everything they can to marry into a wealthy family.

Therefore, Fu Congwen didn't have a good impression of Hua Mo.

"The young lady of the Song family?" Fu Congwen turned his eyes and glanced at Hua Mo lightly, then narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although Fu Congwen and Song Hanqing were both businessmen, compared to Song Hanqing's bleakness, Fu Congwen was much softer and less hostile, but neither of them was easy to provoke.

Hua Mo straightened his back, "Thank you, Young Master Fu this time, I will use my place another day, Young Master Fu, just ask me."

"I have other things to do, so I'll go first."

Tang Shuang also quickly said, "Yes, let's go first."

"Wait." Fu Congwen stared at Tang Shuang coldly, "You stay, I have something to tell you."

Seeing this, Hua Mo smiled mischievously, "Then Shuangzi, shall I go first?"

After Hua Mo finished speaking, he raised his legs and walked out.

Tang Shuang gritted his teeth secretly behind.

Coming out of Chong'an Hotel, Hua Mo thought for a while, took a taxi and went back to Yunshuiwan.

He just walked into Yunshuiwan Villa.

Song Hanqing's mocking voice sounded in his ears.

"Do you still know how to go home? I thought you were too happy to think about leaving."

Hua Mo glanced at him coldly, "I have to thank you for that!"

Song Hanqing naturally heard the irony in Hua Mo's mouth.

In fact, Song Hanqing already knew the ins and outs of the matter.

Who is Fu Congwen!A profiteer!
How could he miss such a good opportunity.

Fu Congwen had already sent him a message when Hua Mo moved the monitoring room of Chong'an Group.

He knew exactly what she did to Tang Shuang.

"Are you blaming me?" Song Hanqing stepped forward slowly, standing tall in front of Hua Mo. He was still wearing the black business suit he wore in the company, revealing his delicate collarbone, exuding a masculine air.

Hua Mo smelled the hormonal aura emanating from his body, his heart was pounding, and he looked up at him, "President Song is joking, how dare I!"

Hua Mo's mouth was painted with lipstick. Her mouth was beautifully shaped, and her lips were very thin, which made her look very attractive.

Song Hanqing watched, and suddenly remembered the scene where she kissed him in the Song family's old house that day.

The heart suddenly stagnates.

The big hand pinched her slender wrist without hesitation, turned around and directly pressed her on the sofa, lying on top of her.

The two were so close that when Hua Mo raised his head, he could see the veins on Song Hanqing's face.

Under the light, his facial features are even more sharp.

The two faced each other, just looking at each other, neither of them spoke.

Jingle Bell.
Song Hanqing's cell phone on the table rang suddenly.

Hua Mo turned his head and glanced.

The word "Xiao Yu" flashed on it.

Song Hanqing was very lazy, except for Qin Yu, he hardly gave any notes.

Song Hanqing seemed to have also seen the caller ID on it, he shook off Hua Mo's hand, squeezed the phone over, and slid down the answer button.

Hua Mo glanced down at the red wrist pinched by Song Hanqing, sneaked a glance at his back, and walked upstairs quickly.

Song Hanqing answered the phone and went out.

When Hua Mo came downstairs again, he was no longer in the living room.

Hua Mo breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the study room, and put a divorce agreement that he had re-signed on the desk.

This time she has to leave!

Tang Shuang was right, her life was more important than Mrs. Song's identity.

It's too dangerous to be Mrs. Song.

Now it's not like a year ago. A year ago, the Hua'an Group just went bankrupt, and Hua Yu went to the hospital. She was desperate and wanted to climb up to the Song family. At least those in the Hua family didn't dare to attack her and her brother.

But who knew, Song Hanqing bought Hua'an Group after changing hands.

The Hua family also fell apart.

Now her elder brother Hua An has also stabilized, so she has to work hard, and she will definitely be able to afford her brother's medical expenses!
As for Mrs. Song.

Although I couldn't bear it, she was Song Hanqing's biological grandmother after all, and had nothing to do with her.

As soon as the divorce agreement was placed on the desk, the servant Xiaomei hurried over and said anxiously.

"Young Mistress, it's not good! Just now the old man called and said that the old lady accidentally tripped and fell to the ground while watering the flowers and fell into a coma. Now she is being sent to the hospital!"

what!
Hua Mo's heart sank, and he quickly turned around and walked out, telling Xiaomei while walking, "Ask the driver to prepare a car for me!"

"Yes!" Xiaomei responded quickly, and a look of astonishment flashed in Hua Mo's eyes when she looked at the calm face.

She always felt that the young mistress seemed to have changed.

In the past, I always kept my head down and said nothing, looking like a bully.

It seems to be very confident and calm now.

That look just now frightened her.

Hua Mo got into the car and quickly rushed to the hospital.

The door of the emergency room.

Song Hanqing's parents Song Hanshan Linyan and other members of the Song family came.

Seeing Hua Mo approaching, except for Song Hanshan, everyone else including Lin Yan turned black.

"What are you doing!"

It was Mrs. Song's eldest daughter Song Rou who spoke.

Mrs. Song gave birth to three sons and two daughters in her life. The two daughters and the eldest daughter married well and lived the life of a rich wife. The second daughter was a little worse, and the other three sons gave birth to three children.

Among them, Song Hanqing is the oldest, Song Jiuci is the second child, and the youngest is a girl named Song Xiaoyu.

At this moment, all eyes looked at Hua Mo unkindly.

Hua Mo raised his head and glanced at them, his eyes were a little cold.

Anyway, she was going to divorce Song Hanqing soon.

These people have nothing to do with her.

She doesn't need to care anymore.

The door of the emergency room opened quickly, and the doctor came out from inside.

A group of people hurried over to ask the doctor.

"Doctor Dou, how is the old lady?"

"It's okay!"

Doctor Dou is the Song family's personal doctor. He has worked for the Song family for decades, and everyone trusts him very much.

Doctor Dou watched and sighed softly, "Everyone should be mentally prepared."

"The reason why the old lady fainted suddenly is not accidental. She has breast cancer, which is at an advanced stage."

"I've been hiding it from you before, and I don't want you to worry."

Hua Mo only felt tens of thousands of sheep screaming in his head.

Advanced cancer?
Song Hanqing had just rushed over after receiving the news, and just in time to hear it, his brows twitched, and his handsome face was chapped for a moment.

But he didn't show much shock.

Obviously, he already knew.

Hua Mo looked at Song Hanqing with a pale face, and quickly reacted when he saw his calm face.

No wonder Song Hanqing stopped mentioning the divorce once Mrs. Song spoke.

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