Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Song Wenjing glanced at her, with a smile on her lips that Shi Sheng couldn't understand.

Shi Sheng stared at him, his eyes were like a deep pool, dark, deep, with a half-point coldness, and the remaining three-quarters indifferent and indifferent.

After a long while, Song Wenjing put down the pen in his hand, stood up and walked slowly towards Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng subconsciously stepped back and looked at him with some confusion.

Song Wenjing pulled her over and laughed muffledly: "I won't eat you, what are you afraid of?"

On the other side of his office was a huge floor-to-ceiling window with a single side of glass. You couldn't see inside from the outside. He pulled Shi Sheng to stand in front of the glass.

Shi Sheng gave him a strange look: "What do you mean?"

Song Wenjing gave her a telescope, slowly pressed her head down and said, "Look below."

Shi Sheng was still a little surprised. There was no one below at this time, but soon, Shi Sheng saw some reporters coming out, and they slowly surrounded Weng Huizhu and Song Chengyi.

Shi Sheng could only look at the figures, but couldn't hear their words.

At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from my ears.

"Song Chengyi, after so many years of abandoning your wife and children, did you come back for the Song family's property?"

"I heard that Mr. Song is dying now and has made a will. Will you be the first compliant person?"

"Your son Song Wenjing is now managing the Song family very well. It is the largest economy in Asia and one of the top five in the world. If you come back to power, will you do better than him?"

Shi Sheng looked at Song Wenjing in surprise. The man was holding a mobile phone and talking to someone else.

Shi Sheng immediately looked downstairs through the telescope——

Among that group of reporters, there was someone from Song Wenjing!

Her breathing was heavy, and she suddenly felt that Song Wenjing was a little scary: "Song Wenjing, are you deliberately letting reporters stay here?"

Song Wenjing tilted her head, with a particularly cold expression: "Shengsheng, continue listening, this is just an appetizer."

The man put the phone receiver to her ear, and his fingertips seemed to scratch her earlobe accidentally.

Shi Sheng shrank his neck...

this person...

Just talk and do whatever you want with your hands and feet!

Then, the voices of Weng Huizhu and Song Chengyi reached his ears.

Weng Huizhu spoke first, and Shi Sheng didn't even know what kind of mood she was in when she said such words.

"Song Chengyi was Wen Jing's father. If his father hadn't left, he wouldn't have taken over the Song family so quickly. In a sense, Wen Jing still has to thank his father."

"There is no overnight feud between father and son. Wen Jing used to go to Song Chengyi often when he was a child and would live in his house for a while. The relationship between father and son is very good, and it is not at all like what outsiders have guessed."

"As for Song Chengyi's abandonment of his wife and son, it is simply a myth. He would not do such a deviant thing."

Shi Sheng's eyes widened in surprise, and he could fit an egg into his mouth.

No, you have to have some basis for telling lies, right? This is simply turning black into white. It's terrible.

She looked at Song Wenjing again and found that there was no expression in the man's eyes. He guessed it, so he didn't have any hope at first, neither sad nor happy.

Shi Sheng's pupils trembled.

Suddenly I remembered a joke on the Internet, parents are true love, sons are accidents.

But in the case of Weng Huizhu and Song Chengyi, whether these two people are in true love remains to be discussed.

A trace of distress flashed across Shi Sheng's eyes.

Here, Song Chengyi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke: "Wen Jing and I have always had a good relationship. He has grown up and can make his own decisions regarding the company. I'm just a little worried about him and afraid of his impetuousness."

"I heard that you came back because you didn't do well outside. Will you kick Song Wenjing out of the company?"

Song Chengyi spread his hands and sounded helpless.

Shi Sheng looked at Song Chengyi's hypocritical face and wished she could go up and slap him.

It's actually a bit mean.

It's like him being a father is a free-from-death card.

A trace of resentment flashed in Shi Sheng's eyes.

too disgusting.

How could this person be so evil!

Song Chengyi sighed: "However, Wen Jing seems to have some misunderstanding about me, but I believe he will understand me, and we will definitely put an end to the past."