Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 158 The President Is Picking Up Trash 28
Gu Ming'an's gaze suddenly became firm. No matter what, he will persuade his younger sister to divorce Song Chaoyang, a scumbag this time!
"What nonsense are you talking about? When will it be your turn to talk about our Song family's affairs?"

Song Chaoyun on the side was very upset when he heard it. What is pain?

I don't even look at how many women have sharpened their heads to become Mrs. Song.

A poor ghost, short-sighted, and his words are ridiculous!
Song Chaoyun rolled his eyes in disdain, and looked at Feng Zixuan with disdain.

Song Zhaoyang was also a little unhappy after hearing Feng Zixuan's words.

Song Zhaoyang, who hadn't looked at Feng Zixuan since he entered the door, now, because of these words, his eyes fell on Feng Zixuan for the first time.

The clothes he was wearing were very cheap. It was so warm in the villa, but he was still wearing a cotton coat. He looked like a complete country bumpkin.

However... this young man's facial features are somewhat similar to his own.

It's a pity that there are so many people who look like him these days, and he doesn't think he will have such a poor and unattractive son.

Song Zhaoyang withdrew his gaze, didn't bother to look at him any more, and just put on a face, "It's better for children not to interrupt when the adults are talking."

Standing on the sofa, Qingyun sneered, thinking that even if Song Chaoyang hadn't been brainwashed by the hypnosis system, he might still be a scum.

This kind of person actually gave birth to such a good son as Feng Zixuan, it was like smoke from the ancestral grave.

Feng Zixuan glanced at him veiledly, and finally his eyes fell on Song Ningyu, and asked with a half-smile:

"Just like him, when he saw the elders quarreling, he stood on the second floor and watched, and then picked a good time to pretend that he had just woken up, and then went downstairs?"

These words made everyone stunned, and they all looked at Song Ningyu with some suspicion.

Qingyun suddenly realized that the figure he saw from behind was Song Ningyu!No wonder it looks familiar.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Song Ningyu showed a smile on his pale face, and explained unhurriedly:
"I take a nap at noon every day, but today is not the only one. Although you don't like me, there is no need to frame me like this."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's suspicion was immediately dispelled.

That's right, Song Ningyu has always had the habit of taking a nap, not just today.

Besides, the image of Song Ningyu as a gentle and polite nobleman has always been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Compared with Feng Zixuan, a young man dressed in rustic clothes for the first time, the master and servant of the Song family trust Song Ningyu more.

Song Chaoyun once again seized the opportunity to speak, and sarcastically said: "Hey, you have learned to frame others before you have verified your identity? There are so many petty people!"

"I said sister-in-law, don't be fooled by him. Later, my son was not found and divorced. I can only be a lonely family in this life!"

As he spoke, he covered his mouth and started giggling. The sound was like an old hen laying eggs, which was particularly noisy.

However, Mrs. Song turned a deaf ear to it.

He just turned his face to look at Feng Zixuan, and said gently but firmly: "Qianyu, just sit and watch, I will take care of everything and not let anyone affect you."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Song Chaoyang and said resolutely:
"I am truly alone unless I get divorced. You have made me lose Qianyu for more than ten years. Do you think that if you bring back an illegitimate child, he is worthy of being my son?"

"Song Chaoyang, people like you are not worthy of being with me at all. I, Gu Mingru, was blind to marry a man like you who is not as good as a pig or dog!"

As Mrs. Song spoke, she couldn't help getting excited, her eyes were red, and she choked up several times.

Song Zhaoyang's face turned ashen when he heard it at the end, his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, and a trace of anger flashed across his face, but he finally endured it.

When he looked at Mrs. Song again, his deep eyes showed deep tenderness, his face was slightly sad, and he asked, "Mingru, do you really have to get a divorce?"

Qingyun was almost sickened by his appearance.

He spends his days hanging out with women, lining up with mistresses and mistresses all the way to a foreign country, and now they are actually selling affectionate products here?

I bother!

But having said that, although Song Chaoyang is a scumbag, he has a good appearance, with deep eyebrows and a high nose. Feng Zixuan's eyebrows and facial contours are particularly similar to him.

With her good looks and this affectionate gesture, Qingyun was really worried that Mrs. Song would soften her heart because of this.

But at this moment, Mrs. Song just found it ridiculous when she met his affectionate eyes.

He used to look at her like this, and said a lot of sweet words to her, and it is still the same now.

Do you really think everyone is out of their minds?

Mrs. Song felt that her mind had never been so clear. Seeing her husband's hypocrisy, she said without hesitation: "Divorce!"

Song Chaoyang immediately showed a look of extreme disappointment, and said, "Then I will follow you."

Mrs. Song and Gu Mingan both heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Song Ningyu beside Song Zhaoyang suddenly pulled his clothes and said something in a low voice.

Song Chaoyang rolled his eyes and his voice sounded again: "Since we are getting divorced, then I will give you back the [-]% shares I gave you before, and the Gu family shares you gave me as a dowry must also be given to me as compensation."

"What did you say?" Mrs. Song couldn't believe her ears.

Where did he have the face to ask her for the shares he gave her back?

That's not counting, to be so greedy for Gu's shares in her hand?
Song Zhaoyang didn't take it seriously, and continued to say brazenly: "The [-]% of the shares are for the daughter-in-law of the Song family, and the dowry is our common property. Since you are going to get a divorce, you have to pay back what is due, and get what is due. "

Mrs. Song was stunned by Song Chaoyang's coquettish manipulation. She looked at Song Chaoyang's shameless face and was so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time.

It was Gu Ming'an who said directly: "Don't even think about it! Song Chaoyang, has your face been eaten by a dog? Those are all my sister's personal property!"

"As for personal property, the Marriage Law has long stipulated that the bride price is a gift, and of course I can get it back in divorce. The dowry belongs to the property donated by the father-in-law and mother-in-law to both of us, and of course I can share it." Song Chaoyang replied confidently. Madame turned blue.

He clearly wanted to take this opportunity to get his hands on the Gu Corporation!

Mrs. Song gritted her teeth angrily. After sharing the same bed for more than ten years, she didn't realize that this man was so greedy.

Because of her in the first few years of marriage, the Gu family gave the Song Group a lot of convenience and support, which allowed the Song family, a third-rate upstart, to develop steadily and successfully become a first-class family.

She thought that no matter how absurd he was, he would at least know how to repay his kindness, but she didn't expect him to be so ambitious.

Maybe Song Chaoyang put all his effort into marrying her at first, just to get his hands on the Gu Group?
Mrs. Song's face was as white as paper angrily, she leaned on the back of the sofa with her hands, trembling all over.

She stared at Song Chaoyang with red eyes and said word by word: "Song Chaoyang, you are simply daydreaming!"

"Hmph, if you don't, then I won't agree to the divorce." Song Zhaoyang put his hands back, with a somewhat smug face.

(End of this chapter)