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

Song Wenjing looked at Shi Sheng with complicated eyes, "Do you want to go with him?"

Before Shi Sheng could speak, Wen Yizhen sneered, "Brother Wen Jing, you still feel guilty about her blood donation. It turns out that Sister Shi Sheng has been with another man outside your back!"

Weng Huizhu held her waist, and when Wen Yizhen provoked her, she couldn't help but cursed angrily, "Why did my son marry such a shameless woman like you!"

They obviously misunderstood their relationship with their eldest brother.

Shi Sheng didn't bother to explain. Anyway, he would never interact with them again.

"Yes, I just found someone richer and more powerful than Song Wenjing. Why can't I find a man if he can support a mistress outside?"

This mistress naturally refers to Wen Yizhen.

"You! You are so shameless! You can say such things!" Weng Huizhu was so angry that Shi Sheng's words trembled all over.

"Sister Shi Sheng, how could you insult Brother Wen Jing like this, and you are still looking for a man to cuckold him outside. You are really going too far." Wen Yizhen complained sweetly with red eyes.

Song Wenjing's face was as black as ink, and the anger in her eyes seemed to be gushing out, "That's enough! You all should stop saying a few words!"

Shi Sheng's words just now were like a needle pricking his heart. Song Wenjing frowned and looked at her, "Wen Yizhen and I are not the kind of relationship you think. We..."

Before he finished his explanation, Shi Sheng interrupted coldly, "After we divorce, even if you sleep with her, it has nothing to do with me."

"Shi Sheng! Even if you make trouble, you have to have a limit!"

Song Wenjing clenched his fists, his face was terrifyingly gloomy, and there were mixed emotions surging in his eyes.

"Am I making trouble?" Shi Sheng raised her lips slightly and looked at Song Wenjing with an unprecedented indifference in her eyes, "Song Wenjing, the thing I regret most is marrying you!"

Song Wenjing swayed, her face instantly turned pale, and she weakly let go of Shi Sheng's hand.

Shi Qingchen stepped forward, held Shi Sheng's wrist, and pulled her out.

Song Wenjing stood stiffly on the spot, staring at the departing figures. Her heart felt like a big stone was blocking her, making her unable to breathe.

As soon as he got in the car, Shi Sheng could no longer control his emotions, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Shi Qingchen sighed slightly, gently hugged her into his arms, and patted her shoulder distressedly.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Shi Sheng gradually stopped crying. She raised her tearful eyes and asked, "Why didn't you hurt me?"

"You are already so sad, how can I bear to hurt you?" Shi Qingchen stroked her head like a kitten, feeling distressed and helpless.

He was against her marrying Song Wenjing at first, but she insisted on having her own way, and now she's been covered in bruises.

Of course he was angry, but he couldn't bear to blame her.

Shi Sheng sniffed and sat up straight. Shi Qingchen's voice came again, "There will be a banquet in the company in three days. I will announce that you will be in charge of the jewelry company."

Shi Sheng nodded. Before she married Song Wenjing, she had promised that if the marriage failed, she would return home and inherit the family business.

Forest and villa.

"Brother Wen Jing, I really didn't expect Sister Shi Sheng to go so far. How could she cheat?"

Hearing this, Song Wenjing's face instantly darkened, and the knuckles of her clenched hands turned white.

Weng Huizhu couldn't help but interject, "Such a despicable woman is not worthy of being the daughter-in-law of our Song family. This is a good divorce!"

Speaking of this, Weng Huizhu changed the topic, "Wen Jing, Zhen Zhen is beautiful and gentle, and she is also kind to me. She is also a well-known actor. You two are a perfect couple. I will find someone to choose for a good life some other day." , you have arranged the marriage as soon as possible, and then let me hold my grandson as soon as possible."

Wen Yizhen put her arm on Song Wenjing's arm, her eyes as shy as spring bulrushes, "Brother Wenjing, the two of us can finally be together."

Song Wenjing pulled out her arm and frowned, showing impatience on her face, "It's over between us a long time ago. Even if Shi Sheng and I divorce, I won't marry you."

After leaving these words coldly, Song Wenjing stood up and strode away.

Wen Yizhen's face instantly turned pale. Looking at Song Wenjing's leaving figure, tears fell like rain, which made her feel particularly distressed.

Weng Huizhu immediately stepped forward to comfort him, "Wen Jing is just in a bad mood today. Zhen Zhen, don't take it too seriously. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will definitely let you marry him!"

Three days passed by in a flash, and the Tio Group banquet began.

Although Tio Group has only been developing in China for three years, its industries are spread all over Europe, so many businessmen attended the banquet, hoping to establish a connection.

Shi Sheng wore a simple white dress and a small white handbag. Her long hair was tied up loosely on her head, with two strands of slightly curly hair hanging down. Her skin was so white that it glowed.

She only wore a simple and exquisite diamond necklace around her neck, which added a bit of femininity to her.

Shi Sheng was scrolling through his cell phone in the lounge boredly when a familiar voice came from behind, "Sheng Sheng!"