After rebirth, my ex-husband fainted in tears at the crematorium

In an instant, the blood all over my body seemed to freeze.

I woke up in a hurry this morning, so I didn't pay attention to look in the mirror. I still didn't understand Mo Lingtian very well. I should have known that Mo Lingtian was a dog, but I didn't expect him to be such a dog.

Not only were there strawberry marks on her neck, but every inch of skin under her clothes was covered with strawberry marks.

My head was buzzing, and the next second all the blood in my body seemed to flow backwards to the top of my head.

My toes curled up, feeling a sense of shame and humiliation as if I had been caught red-handed.

"I..." I was sweating all over and thinking of excuses quickly.

"Baby, why are you allergic? Have you taken any medicine?"

The man coughed twice and said weakly, his eyes filled with worry.

I breathed out gently, feeling unspeakable guilt in my heart. I helped the man lie back on the hospital bed, and I made up my mind that I would never interact with Mo Lingtian again.

"You've taken the medicine and it hasn't desensitized you so quickly. Just lie down and rest. Don't move."

After coming out of the hospital, I had mixed feelings. As soon as I got in the car, I received a call from Fu Wanzhou.

"Mr. Mo took you away last night."

It turns out that everyone knows, I clenched my fists and said, "Yeah."

Fu Wanzhou pondered for a moment, "You know, he is not just the acting chairman of Mo Group."

What do you mean?

Before I understood what Fu Wanzhou meant, Fu Wanzhou continued: "As long as Mr. Mo makes a phone call, Beicheng Bank can provide 100 million at any time to help Wen's construction."

I felt like I had something stuck in my throat, and after a while I slowly said, "You want me to ask Mr. Mo?"

"Mrs. Wen, you are a woman who understands the general situation. You are so outstanding in the Mo Group, and you have a past friendship with Mr. Mo. I believe it will not be difficult to speak up."

"As long as the situation can be stabilized, even if Wen Ze is far from Wen Shen's biological son, he will be the only helmsman of Wen's construction."

Fu Wanzhou's words are a guarantee for me.

Bai Qin had a miscarriage, Wen Shen was still in the hospital, Wen's building was in dire straits, and Wen Shen's will was more like a joke.

I took a deep breath and said, "I know, I'll think about it."

Within two days, I received bad news.

I rushed to Wen's building, and the downstairs was already full of people.

A group of migrant workers were making a fuss with the staff of Wen's Construction. The security guards couldn't stop these rough and tumble migrant workers, and the scene was in chaos.

The scene was blocked by crowds of people, reporters and media.

When the police and doctors arrived, they managed to squeeze in with great effort.

The police set up a cordon. In the open space in front of Wen's building, a puddle of meat paste was covered with a white cloth by the doctor. Blood was splashed all over the floor, even on the green belt and trees not far away, and on the vendors nearby. Flesh foam and large amounts of blood stained the ground blood red.

The people around were whispering to each other, and the migrant workers were swearing and talking very loudly.

The scene was chaotic.

The police can't maintain order at all, and the reporters who are lax are inciting public anger and making random reports, fearing that the world will not be in chaos.

I sat in the car and watched this scene. My limbs were deprived of their warmth and were as cold as if they were frozen with liquid nitrogen. I felt like I could be casual with just a light touch.

"Madam, you'd better go back. The scene is too chaotic. If you show up, you will definitely be surrounded by reporters..."

As soon as Uncle Li finished speaking, he saw a familiar car slowly driving over and parked downstairs of Wen's building.

The car door opened, and Wen Zeyuan, dressed in a suit, got out of the car.

My eyes widened, Zeyuan! Isn't he lying in the hospital? How would it appear here!

I took out my mobile phone and called my assistant Xiao Zeng. Xiao Zeng said bitterly: "Madam, I really can't stop it. You also know the current situation of Wen's Construction. The media is publicizing it. We can't hide it at all. Turn on the TV and it's overwhelming. It’s all news like this, just click on Weibo and short videos on your mobile phone, it’s all abuzz.”

"The Wen family has been short of funds recently. Mr. Wen had long guessed that there would be such consequences. None of us thought that this day would come so quickly."

Construction companies are interconnected companies. Once there is a shortage of funds, the project will have no funds, which means that it can only stop work.

Sure enough, early in the morning, migrant workers went directly to Wen's Construction to ask for wages.

Wen's Construction has paid off all the project funds, but the contractor has no moral integrity and runs away with the money.

Migrant workers failed to collect their debts, so they directly approached Wen's Construction.

As soon as I woke up, I received the sad news that a migrant worker had jumped from a building.

The matter was so big that all the media reporters in Beicheng rushed over excitedly like flies that had smelled the shit.

But I didn't expect that Wen Zeyuan would also come.

As soon as he appeared, everyone looked over. People eating melons took out their mobile phones to take pictures. The media reporters' eyes lit up and they swarmed over.

If the security guard and assistant hadn't stopped him, the reporter would have wanted to shove the microphone into Wen Zeyuan's face.

Then the reporter asked a series of harsh questions. As Wen Zeyuan listened to the reporter's questions, his face turned pale inch by inch.

He held his assistant's hand, barely stood up, coughed twice into his fists, and still maintained his demeanor, politely answering the reporters' harsh questions.

As soon as I opened the door and got out of the car, I didn't know what the reporter asked. Wen Zeyuan's face turned pale as a sheet for an instant, and then the next second, he fell straight down.

"It's far away——"

In the emergency room ward, doctors are doing their best to rescue and perform operations.

I sat on a chair in the hallway and buried my face deeply in my hands.

The sound of footsteps came, and Fu Wanzhou stood in front of me and glanced at the operating room.

The summer night was slightly cool, and Fu Wanzhou put a coat on me.

"As long as Wen's building is in turmoil for a day, Mr. Wen's health will not be able to get better."

The meaning of his words was already obvious.

"Is there no other way?" I am a married woman, I am Wen Zeyuan's wife, how could I betray him for this?

Neither my outlook nor my morals allow me to do this.

What's more, Mo Lingtian and I have no friendship at all, so he may not be able to spend so much money to help me.

Fu Wanzhou stared at me for a long time and sighed.

"Everything is up to you. If you don't want to, I won't force you. As long as I apply for bankruptcy protection, Wen's Construction can still preserve part of its assets, which will be enough for you and Zeyuan to have enough food and clothing for the rest of their lives."

My mind was in a trance.

The building will collapse and turn into dust in a blink of an eye?

Wen's Architecture is Wen Zeyuan's dream. How many times has he shown me the blueprints of new projects and described a bright future with me.

He has collaborated and participated in many world-renowned projects.

Speaking of dreams, his amber eyes were filled with brilliance, shining with a dazzling luster that I had never seen before.

He didn't even know how charming he was at this moment.

Fu Wanzhou turned to leave. I stood up and stopped him, "Mr. Fu, please be sure to preserve Wen's building."

Fu Wanzhou was stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened, and he nodded.