After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of my scumbag husband

Tang Wanying knew that this was not the place to chat, she needed a quiet place to tell her the secret, she was afraid that she would not have the chance to tell her in the future.

She said, "Qingqing, let's find a quiet place to sit down and talk. I will tell you why I didn't like you in the first place. I will tell you the truth."

Su Nanqing didn't quite believe what she said. If she really had something to hide, she would have said it long ago and would not have waited until now.

But looking at her expectant eyes, she finally nodded and asked Qingyue to take them to the lounge.

"Qingyue, take us to the lounge."

Qingyue: "Okay, sister."

Tang Wanying handed over the handbag in her hand, "Qingqing, this is the New Year's gift I prepared for you."

Su Nanqing suddenly looked at her and was slightly stunned. In the past few years, Tang Wanying had never prepared a New Year gift for her. Her busiest time every year was to prepare a dress worth millions for Song Jiaqi, and she spoiled Song Jiaqi like a princess in the castle.

If it were in the past, Su Nanqing would definitely be very happy, but now, she is not looking forward to it at all.

In the past, Tang Wanying would deliberately show concern for Song Jiaqi in front of her.

No matter big or small, she will arrange everything properly.

There are always exquisite cakes and fruits that Song Jiaqi likes to eat on the table in their house.

She would gently ask about Song Jiaqi's sleep and worry about whether she would have nightmares.

When he said this, he would deliberately look at her. She felt heartbroken at that moment, but as someone who had lost her mother since childhood, she kept comforting herself that as long as she was good enough, her mother would definitely like her.

Now she realized that her previous persistence was a joke.

Someone who doesn't want to give you love will turn a blind eye no matter what you do.

Now, love that comes late is cheaper than grass, and she doesn’t need it anymore.

Her voice was cold: “I’m sorry, but I have nothing to do with you anymore. You don’t have to bother preparing a dress for me.”

Tang Wanying knew that she would not accept it, but she still felt very uncomfortable when she heard her refuse in person. It was all her own fault.

"Qingqing, I..."

"Aren't we going to talk about the past? Let's talk about the past first. What happened in the past is in the past. We have all accepted the facts. Let's not talk about the past anymore."

Su Nanqing interrupted her. She didn't want to hear anything about the past.

Tang Wanying looked at her cold face, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

The three were about to go to the lounge when suddenly, Song Jiaqi's angry voice came: "Su Nanqing, stop right there."

Su Nanqing asked Qingyue to stop.

When Qingyue saw Song Jiaqi sitting in a wheelchair, a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

But when she saw Song Jiaqi also sitting in a wheelchair, she smiled.

Qin Huai pushed Song Jiaqi in. Su Nanqing looked at her sitting in a wheelchair and smiled, "Song Jiaqi, I heard that you were beaten on New Year's Eve. The news was quite accurate. Is your leg disabled?"

Song Jiaqi originally wanted to scold Su Nanqing, but before she opened her mouth, Su Nanqing brought up what happened that night. In short, she had a very chaotic and miserable New Year.

She was about to scold Su Nanqing when she suddenly saw Tang Wanying standing beside her.

Looking at the handbag in her hand, she was slightly stunned. That brand was a top luxury product. Every New Year, Tang Wanying would prepare a dress for her, but this year, she prepared one for Su Nanqing.

Song Jiaqi's eyes were full of jealousy: "Tang Wanying, you used to buy clothes like this for me, and the ones for Su Nanqing were all bought casually online by you. This year, you are willing to buy her such expensive clothes, but does Su Nanqing appreciate it?"

"Mom, as long as you continue to be willing to treat me well, you will always be my mom."

After experiencing everything that happened to her biological mother, she realized that Tang Wanying was the most qualified person to be a mother.

Tang Wanying's eyes were filled with hatred: "Song Jiaqi, you are still awake so early in the morning, are you dreaming?"

"Spoiling a disgusting woman like you for more than twenty years is the worst decision I have ever made in my life."

Tang Wanying looked at her coldly, "You are so shameless. No matter whether it is family affection or love, you just throw it away and pick it up."

She really regretted it. How could she have spoiled such an ungrateful person?

Her beautiful and talented daughter was badly hurt, and she has never felt at peace since the moment she learned the truth.

"Pfft..." Song Jiaqi was not angry, but laughed: "Tang Wanying, you only give Su Nanqing what I don't want. Do you remember what you once told me? You said that even if you are good to a dog, you will not give Su Nanqing an ounce of your kindness and love. Why are you rushing to be a good mother now?"

She wanted the mother and daughter to break up forever, which was her original purpose.

Su Nanqing sneered, knowing that Song Jiaqi was stabbing Tang Wanying in the heart. The more Tang Wanying doted on her before, the more pain she felt now.

"Song Jiaqi, what are you doing here?" Su Nanqing didn't want to hear those words from the past.

When Song Jiaqi thought of the purpose of her visit, her face turned grim: "Su Nanqing, was it you who did what happened on New Year's Eve?"

Su Nanqing raised an eyebrow and looked at her and asked, "Does it matter who did it?"

She actually didn't know who did it.

It is most likely Gu Yushen.

"Song Jiaqi, you have secretly offended so many people, especially the Wang family. No matter how cruel you are, you can never be more cruel than this old man."

Song Jiaqi thought of the Wang family and said indifferently, "A group of grasshoppers after autumn, what can they do to me? Su Nanqing, if you have the guts, come at me and fight me face to face."

Su Nanqing looked at her with some surprise and smiled: "Song Jiaqi, you are finally willing to be a human being. If you really come openly, I may not be able to beat you, but I will learn from you. I only want the result. As for the process, it doesn't seem that important?"

Song Jiaqi clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and suppressed the anger in her heart: "Su Nanqing, I really hate you so much, I will definitely let you taste the pain of heartbreak. Brother Shen and I will be engaged soon. Don’t you love him the most? Now he is mine."

After saying this, she expected to see a hint of pain on Su Nanqing's face, but to her surprise, Su Nanqing just had a faint smile on his lips, without any sadness at all.

Su Nanqing also knew what she was expecting?

But, now that she knows the truth, does she still care who she is engaged to?

She smiled and wished Song Jiaqi: "Song Jiaqi, he is the man you have been seeking for your whole life, and you are the only one who treats him as a treasure. I wish you a long-lasting marriage and a son soon."

Song Jiaqi was slightly stunned. Originally, this was her biggest trump card. She knew best how much Su Nanqing loved Gu Yushen.

But Su Nanqing was very calm at this time, without a trace of pain on his face.

Song Jiaqi was unwilling to accept this. Since this matter couldn't hurt Su Nanqing, what else could hurt Su Nanqing?