Hiding her pregnant belly and leaving, the CEO's ex-husband cried red eyes

Song Lanzhi still refused to agree.

"What about Jingyang? What if he gets sick again?"

"Is Jingyang your son or Xia Xia's son?" The old lady directly rejected the question: "Xia Xia has paid enough for this family over the years. She is the wife that Beichuan married home. At the very least, she is my adopted granddaughter. Do you really treat her like a nanny?"

Seeing the old lady's firm attitude, Song Lanzhi didn't dare to say anything more for a moment. She glared at An Xia fiercely and then looked away.

After finishing her meal, An Xia was about to say goodbye to her grandmother and leave, but unexpectedly Song Lanzhi suddenly came over.

"You must be feeling very proud now." Song Lanzhi crossed her arms and looked at An Xia with contempt.

An Xia felt confused.

"I don't understand you."

Although this mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship will not last long, Song Lanzhi is still an elder after all, and An Xia cannot offend her easily. She can only continue to reply with a good attitude.

"Still pretending." Song Lanzhi sneered, "On the one hand, you pretended to be so brave as to ask Beichuan for a divorce, and on the other hand, you pretended to be pitiful in front of the old lady to gain sympathy. Seeing the old lady protecting you and giving our whole family a lesson, you must be so proud and happy now."

Without saying a word, Song Lanzhi directly put the blame on An Xia again. An Xia sighed and now she had no intention of defending herself at all.

"Whatever you think."

Lu Beichuan and Song Lanzhi have the same temperament.

Lu Beichuan didn't believe that she was innocent of what happened three years ago, and Song Lanzhi wouldn't believe that she didn't say anything to her grandmother at all.

An Xia has made too many useless explanations over the years.

No one has ever believed it.

So now, she was simply too lazy to explain.

Anyway, no matter how much or how little you say, whether you say it or not, Song Lanzhi won't believe it.

Song Lanzhi's eyes suddenly became angry.

"What's that attitude of yours? Who taught you to talk to your elders like that?"

An Xia was already exhausted and didn't want to bother with her any longer, so she tried to avoid her and leave, but Song Lanzhi refused to give in and grabbed her arm and refused to let her go.

"You are indeed a guy who was born by his mother but not raised by her! You really have no manners at all! Look at Xiyu and then look at you! You are so crude and vulgar. Do you look like Mrs. Lu at all?"

An Xia was trying to keep calm for a while, but Song Lanzhi's words became more and more unpleasant.

Especially since he hurt his own mother.

My mother gave birth to me, but she suffered from amniotic fluid embolism and passed away without even a chance of rescue.

She tried her best to give birth to him, but now she was being verbally insulted by Song Lanzhi.

"Watch your mouth! You can talk about me, but why are you talking about my mother?"

An Xia shook her hand off fiercely. Song Lanzhi never thought that she would dare to fight back. She was thrown away defenselessly and almost fell to the ground.

Song Lanzhi looked at her in disbelief.

"you!"

She glanced at him, and her domineering momentum to fight back instantly weakened. She fell to the ground, sobbing and stroking her ankle.

An Xia frowned.

What is she doing again?

Within two seconds, An Xia's doubts were answered.

"Beichuan, look at your daughter-in-law. She is so angry that she dares to attack me, her mother-in-law."

An Xia was startled, turned around, and was caught off guard by Lu Beichuan's gloomy gaze.

My heart skipped a beat. Rather than feeling scared, I was more speechless.

Other people who use the trick of self-torture and crying like green tea are all mistresses, how come she has become the mother-in-law?

Song Lanzhi's acting skills are really first-rate. She changed her expression to act aggrieved and pitiful in an instant at lightning speed. Her acting skills instantly beat all the young actresses and handsome guys. It would be a shame not to give her the Best Acting Award for her outstanding performance.

"Beichuan, she usually treats me like this when you're not at home. You came just in time to see her true face. You can't let such a scheming and vicious woman stay around you. You have to get rid of her quickly."

Song Lanzhi spoke in a pitiful way.

If she hadn't been the one being thrown dirty water, An Xia might have been deceived by her acting skills.

But she wanted to act like this, and An Xia didn't expose her or explain. It would be best if Lu Beichuan believed her.

It would be best if she gets so angry that she doesn't even want the 20 million anymore, and quickly goes to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me to complete the divorce procedures.

Lu Beichuan didn't say anything, his eyes as black as ink were fixed on An Xia.

An Xia understood in her heart that he believed it.

Although the disgust was not as strong as that of three years ago, it was just as deep and An Xia still couldn't forget it.

The atmosphere was inexplicably deadlocked.

Song Lanzhi stared at Lu Beichuan, not understanding why he was silent.

An Xia silently waited for Lu Beichuan's decision.

After a while, Song Lanzhi couldn't wait to speak again, but was interrupted by Lu Beichuan.

"Don't you say something?"

He was asking An Xia.

An Xia raised his eyebrows.

Is the sun coming out in the west?

He was actually willing to give himself a chance to explain?

You have to know that three years ago he sentenced himself to death without even giving him a chance to speak.

Three years later, he has made great progress.

It’s just that I don’t want to waste time on these things anymore.

"There's nothing to say. Whatever your mother says is what it is."

Lu Beichuan frowned.

Song Lanzhi also looked at An Xia with a little surprise.

"If you want to settle accounts with me, please hurry up. I have to go home and get busy with work." An Xia now has her schedule fully packed. Except for the necessary time for sleeping and eating, she has arranged all the rest of her time to make money part-time.

For her now, time is money.

"Are you sure?" Lu Beichuan lowered his voice, exuding a terrifying sense of low pressure.

This reaction was not what An Xia expected.

But she was too lazy to think about it.

"Yes. If you want to hit or scold me, please do it as soon as possible. I don't have time to talk to you--"

"what!"

Before An Xia could finish her words, she was suddenly lifted up by Lu Beichuan's waist and then easily carried onto his shoulders.

Forced to lie prone with a congested brain, An Xia felt like she was going to vomit out the dinner she had just eaten.

"What are you doing! Let me go!"

After finally suppressing the urge to vomit, An Xia struggled to get off Lu Beichuan.

But what the struggle brought was not freedom, but a slap on the buttocks that was neither too heavy nor too light.

"Didn't you say I can beat you or scold you?" Lu Beichuan gritted his teeth.

This woman is really taking him less and less seriously now.

"Go back to your room now and I'll deal with you."

After Lu Beichuan finished speaking, he took big strides and carried An Xia directly towards the bedroom.