Song Wenjing suddenly came close to her, their noses touched, and there was an instant ambiguity.

Shi Sheng's heart skipped a beat. Just when the man was about to kiss him, a sharp female voice suddenly interrupted his movements.

"Song Wenjing! Why did you stay away from home for so many days just to accompany this vicious woman?"

Weng Huizhu's voice was sharp and harsh, and instantly everyone in the corridor focused their eyes on Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng pushed Song Wenjing away directly, clenched his hands, and his eyes were instantly covered with a layer of ice.

Song Wenjing was stung by the coldness in her eyes, her eyes flickered, and she still wanted to touch her, but Shi Sheng had already taken a step back.

Weng Huizhu walked up directly and slapped Shi Sheng hard on the face when Shi Sheng wasn't paying attention. Shi Sheng was stunned instantly.

"You bitch, you are so messy and yet you are provoking my son. I'm warning you, stay away from my son and don't let your bad luck taint him."

"Our Song family will not want a daughter-in-law like you. You will never get back together with Wen Jing unless I die."

Shi Sheng touched her burning face and didn't dare to slap her for a long time. When Weng Huizhu finished scolding her, she gathered strength in her hand and slapped her back hard.

Weng Huizhu staggered and fell to the ground, full of shock: "Son, look at her, she dares to hit your mother! No woman can have such a person."

Shi Sheng looked at Weng Huizhu mockingly, feeling extremely ridiculous: "You treat Song Wenjing as a treasure, but I don't. Who would marry into your Song family? I have divorced your son now. Even if you are begging me from now on, I will never step foot into your Song family!"

After talking to Weng Huizhu, she looked at Song Wenjing again: "Mr. Song, you'd better tie up your dog, so as not to let it out and bite people."

Shi Sheng was so angry after receiving a slap for no reason.

Weng Huizhu had never been so angry before. She was called a dog in front of so many people, and her face turned red with anger.

Shi Sheng looked at her coldly: "Ms. Weng, don't take yourself too seriously. When I was still in the Song family, you always looked down on the poor. It still hasn't changed now. Sometimes I feel suspicious. Let’s find out whether Song Wenjing is your biological son.”

"After all, apart from not liking me, he still handles other things quite like a human being. And you, from the beginning to the end, are like a street shrew. There is no trace of a wealthy lady. Every time you see people, you are like a shrew." It’s just yelling, if you don’t feel embarrassed, I will feel embarrassed for you.”

Shi Sheng's words seemed to hit the most painful part of the woman's heart. She was completely overwhelmed by Shi Sheng's retort and could only look at Song Wenjing: "Wen Jing, she has scolded me like this, won't you speak for me? "

Song Wenjing was a little annoyed by her noise: "Mom, what she said makes sense."

One sentence represents Song Wenjing's position.

The corners of Weng Huizhu's mouth twitched slightly, and she suddenly felt that she couldn't control Song Wenjing.

Since Song Wenjing accepted the Song family, not only did she go home less often, but she no longer asked for her consent before marrying his wife. If Song Wenjing had told her from the beginning that she was marrying Shi Sheng, she would not have agreed at all.

Song Wenjing saw that Shi Sheng had turned around and left, so she hurriedly followed.

Weng Huizhu was stunned for a moment and stood up to chase after her, but her foot was twisted. As soon as she stood up, she grimaced in pain.

She took a deep breath, feeling a little uncomfortable all over.

As soon as Shi Sheng walked around the corner, Song Wenjing caught up with him: "Sheng Sheng, wait for me."

Shi Sheng paused for a moment and turned to look at him: "Why are you following Mr. Song? Do you think my slap was too light?"

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