After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

"What company's people are so powerful that even Shi Mo and Shen Mubai agreed?" Song Zhiyuan asked in shock.

Originally thought that Song Yuyuan had such a good relationship with HOT design director Duke, and Wen Shimo paved the way, and the cooperation with HOT Group was a certainty.

The appearance of such a strong opponent immediately poured cold water on Song Zhiyuan's heart that had been excited for two days.

"Brian didn't disclose it, and we don't know which company it is." Song Wanqing looked at Song Yuyuan: "Why don't you contact Mr. Duke and see if he knows?"

"Okay, I'll call Duke and ask."

Sister-in-law Wu brought up the hot tea that smelled of mellow tea, Song Wanqing brought a cup and handed it to Wen Shimo.

"Amo, drink tea!"

"Thank you!"

Wen Shimo took the tea and took a sip while holding the delicate teacup.

The very fresh and top-grade Yuqian Longjing has a delicate and warm taste. It is just out of the corner of my eye, looking through the glass at the figure kneeling in the wind and snow.

Longjing, which I like to drink on weekdays, suddenly becomes unsavory.

Song Wanqing looked at Qiao Ran who was kneeling in the snow, motionless like a pine and cypress, and a sinister sneer flashed in her eyes.

After a delay of more than ten minutes, Song Wanqing pretended to be concerned and asked, "Grandma, what happened? Why did you make Xiao Ran kneel in the snow? It's too cold, let her come in!"

Although Wen Shimo explained that it was because she was drunk last night, he was afraid that she would regret it when she woke up, so she had no choice but to knock her out.

But Song Wanqing's intuition told her that Wen Shimo knocked her out because of Qiao Ran.

He must have been worried that the drunk Qiao Ran would be taken care of by Shen Mubai, so he knocked her out.

Seeing Qiao Ran kneeling in the cold ice and snow when she came back, Song Wanqing felt so relieved and happy.

But in front of Wen Shimo, she had to show her gentle, kind, tolerant side, and she still had to pretend to beg for this.

Song Zhiyuan looked outside, only then did he realize that Qiao Ran was kneeling in the snow.

But seeing Wen Shimo drinking tea like nothing happened, he didn't bother.

He is worried now, Qiao Ran's matter is not worth his time asking.

"Wan Qing, don't plead for her. Over the years, she has grown up outside the house. When she returned to the Song family, she still didn't know how to abide by the rules of the Song family. She didn't come home for two nights and couldn't get through the phone. It's really outrageous for people to worry about her."

"I punished her today to let her have a long memory. Whether it is a country or a family, it needs to be governed by rules. I am also thinking about her future safety."

Mrs. Song said and looked at Song Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan, you said I taught you a lesson, right?"

"It's only natural for the elders to teach the younger ones. It's a matter of course. If Qiao Ran doesn't go home for two days, she should be punished and let her know what the family rules are." Song Zhiyuan replied.

"The old lady is right, there are no rules, no rules, and you should be punished if you make a mistake." Wen Shimo added a cold voice.

Seeing that Wen Shimo didn't intercede for Qiao Ran, and felt that grandma was right to punish her, Song Wanqing was overjoyed.

It seemed that she was thinking too much, Wen Shimo didn't care about Qiao Ran.

It was Qiao Ran who was undeterred by Wen Shimo and seduced Wen Shimo.

"Grandma, I know you have always been the most disciplined and have strict family education. I have no objection to you punishing Liwei, but Liwei doesn't have to be in such a difficult environment. Kneeling indoors can also serve as a warning."

"Xiao Ran is a daughter's family. Kneeling in such a cold snow, it is easy to get the root of the disease. If the cold invades her body and makes her unable to have children in the future, it will ruin her life. Let her come to the room to be punished! "Song Wanqing continued to play the image of her good sister in Wen Shimo.

Wen Shimo, who originally wanted to use this to punish Qiao Ran to stop getting drunk, heard Song Wanqing's words, and the hand holding the cup couldn't help but tighten instantly.

He only thought that with her ability, a little cold was nothing.

But he forgot that she is also a woman. Once a woman suffers from the root cause of cold air invading her body, it is really not easy to recover from it.

"It's not that serious. When we were young, we did farm work in the icy and snowy fields. We even cracked ice cubes to wash diapers during confinement. We didn't see the root cause of the disease, so we just punished her to kneel for three hours. It will be fine. Wan Qing, don't worry about it." She." Mrs. Song insisted.

"Since grandma insists on punishing Xiao Ran, Wan Qing will be punished together with Xiao Ran. Wan Qing also didn't come home last night, so we can't let grandma show a biased image in front of Ah Mo." Song Wanqing said. Get up and go outside.

"Your leg has just recovered. Such cold weather will freeze your leg back again. You can't go." Wen Shimo held Song Wanqing's wrist and said in a serious voice.

"No, I can't just watch Xiao Ran being punished and ignore it, my conscience will be disturbed, Ah Mo, just let me accompany Xiao Ran to be punished." Song Wanqing said while trying to break away from Wen Shimo's hand .

"You child is just too kind. No matter who I punish, you will be punished with her. I really have nothing to do with you. Forget it. I won't punish her. Let her in!" Mrs. Song said helplessly. Compromise.

"I knew grandma loved me the most, so I'll go and wake up Xiao Ran." Song Wanqing said and ran out briskly.

"Xiao Ran, I beg grandma to wake you up, you don't need to be punished, get up quickly." Song Wanqing ran to Qiao Ran and said sweetly.

Through Song Wanqing, Qiao Ran saw Wen Shimo standing not far away with an indifferent expression, and the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, sister. I will kneel until the time for grandma to punish me, so I won't bother my sister to plead for mercy."

"Xiao Ran, don't be stubborn, kneeling for three hours in such a cold day, you will freeze to death, be obedient, be good, get up soon." Song Wanqing said, grabbing Qiao Ran's hand and pulling her up.

From Wen Shimo's point of view, it was the gentle and kind Song Wanqing who kindly pulled Qiao Ran up, and Qiao Ran refused knowingly, but Song Wanqing's long and thin nails had already sunk into Qiao Ran's flesh.

Qiao Ran looked at Song Wanqing's beautiful and moving face, with the most gentle and kind expression, doing vicious things to scratch her skin, a coldness flashed in Qiao Ran's eyes.

Pushing Song Wanqing out forcefully, she slammed her head against the orchid flowerpot behind her, and blood quickly flowed down from Song Wanqing's left forehead.

"Ah...ah..."

"Wanqing, how are you?" Seeing Qiao Ran pushing Song Wanqing, Wen Shimo ran over quickly, trying to grab Song Wanqing.

In the end, it was still a step too late, and watched Song Wanqing bump into the vase helplessly.

The pain in front of Song Wanqing's eyes shone with golden light, causing her to scream in pain.

"My head hurts, did I get disfigured?" Song Wanqing cried while covering the wound on her forehead.

This time she was really crying.

Originally, he wanted to perform a flop in front of Wen Shimo, but Wen Shimo misunderstood that Qiao Ran was a vicious person who didn't know good from bad.

It turned out that Qiao Ran really pushed her hard.

The pain made her wish to go forward and kick Qiao Ran to death immediately, but in front of Wen Shimo, she could only endure it forcefully.

Wen Shimo watched as a large piece of skin was knocked off Song Wanqing's left forehead, bloody and bloody, with dark red blood continuously flowing out from the wound, his eyes were horribly cold.

"No, I won't leave scars on your wounds." Wen Shimo comforted in a gentle voice, but looked at Qiao Ran with bloodthirsty cold eyes.

"Xiao Ran, I kindly asked you to get up. If you don't get up, forget it. Why are you pushing me so hard?" Song Wanqing looked at Qiao Ran with her face hurt and choked up.

Qiao Ran ignored Wen Shimo's cold gaze, and said disdainfully: "I kneel well, who wants you to pretend to beg for mercy? Just pull me, and even pull my skin until it bleeds, I won't push you Push who?"

After speaking, he pulled up his sleeves, revealing four long bloody scratches on his white arms.

Regarding what Bai Lianhua did, she must expose it on the spot, so don't hide it and give her a chance to pretend to be pitiful and sympathetic.

Song Wanqing saw the scratch on Qiao Ran's arm, guilt flashed in her eyes, and then she said with a wounded face, "I didn't grab you on purpose, it was my body's instinctive reaction to danger when you pushed me just now , I accidentally scratched your arm."

The white lotus is really not simple, and can think of countermeasures in an instant.

"The starting point of this wound is the bloodstain that was only scratched out with great effort from the very beginning. When you are really in danger, if you hold the opponent temporarily, the wound you scratched is not like this at all. Do you want me to push you? Grab me again Try it?" Qiao Ran asked coldly.

This kind of tactic was often used by Song Wanqing in school before, and no one used the wound to speculate who was the real person with ulterior motives.

Hearing what Qiao Ran said, she felt flustered, buried her head in Wen Shimo's arms, and said in a sad voice, "Ah Mo, I didn't grab her on purpose, I really didn't..."