Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

"By the way, Mrs. Shen Wu is not good to you, right? Then this thing can be regarded as my gift to you. Listen carefully." Mrs. Song dropped these words, picked up her handbag and left, her high heels stepped on the floor. The sound of rubbing gradually faded away, and finally disappeared in the sound of closing the door.

Song Qing sat slumped in the living room, gasping for breath for a long time, put the water glass in her hand back on the coffee table, and accidentally touched the envelope on the coffee table with her fingertips, Song Qing withdrew her hand like an electric shock, the envelope seemed to be a time bomb , I don't know when it will explode suddenly, blowing him to pieces!

Shen Wu?Gift?

He took a few deep breaths and worked up the courage to open the envelope. There was no bomb inside, only a silver voice recorder lying quietly.

He pressed the play button, the background was quiet, and a few wind sounds drifted in sporadically. Song Qing thought that no one would speak. A middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded, hoarse and dry, as if it was desperately squeezed out of his throat Yes, the middle-aged man was talking nonsense, and he didn't shut up until another female voice scolded him a few times.

Hearing that female voice, Song Qing's brain exploded and went blank for a moment.

No wonder Mrs. Song said it was a gift for him, but the other protagonist of the recording turned out to be Mrs. Shen Wu.

He held his breath and listened carefully.

Middle-aged man: "Long time no see, Mrs. Shen, recently..."

Shen Wu interrupted him, "How much will it cost this time?"

The middle-aged man said hey twice, "Not much, 1000 million is fine."

"1000 million? How dare you speak up, no!"

The voice of the middle-aged man suddenly became gloomy, "No, then I'll get it from your son. Your son is a big shot now, so he must be able to afford this little money."

Shen Wu was furious, "How dare you!"

"I just die, it doesn't matter, but you are different. You are the daughter-in-law of the Shen family. If someone outside knows that Qin Erye is your son, hehe, I don't need to say more."

The next thing was full of bickering between the two. When Song Qing heard this, there was a buzzing sound, and the voices around him died out. He widened his eyes, and the recording pen fell to the coffee table with a thud, making a crisp sound.

Qin Xun is the son of the Shen Wu family...

Isn't that Shen Yuguan's elder brother?

Song Qing's heart jumped into her throat, and she looked at the recorder as if she was looking at a huge and incomparably hot potato.

He frantically turned off the recorder, panting heavily.

No wonder, no wonder...

Mrs. Song wants to use his hand to threaten Shen Yuguan.

The Song family just wanted the name of the Shen family. With this name, they could extend their hand to the upper circle to get a share of the pie.

But if Mrs. Song threatens Shenyu Temple with this thing, it's okay to succeed, but if it fails, the entire Song family can't bear the anger of Shenyu Temple, and Mrs. Song dare not bet.

It's different for Song Qing to speak up. His reason is just that he doesn't want to divorce. It's his own selfish desire and has nothing to do with the Song family. Whether the result is good or bad, Song Qing will suffer the consequences.

Mrs. Song is so calculating, so cruel-hearted, he is really an obstacle to Shen Yuguan now.

After calming down, some questions gradually emerged. He immediately picked up the phone and called Mrs. Song. After a series of ringtones, Mrs. Song picked up the phone. Song Qing lost her politeness and asked in a hurry, "How about this matter?" Does anyone know?"

Mrs. Song laughed, as if she had expected that Song Qing would call, "Except for Shen Wu, you and I know, oh, and the dead old man of the Qin family, don't worry, I want you to do this Naturally, it’s not about sending you to die.”

Is this much different from being sent to death, Song Qing sneered.

"Where is that man? Dead?"

Mrs. Song mocked, "What do you think?"

As soon as Song Qing heard it, he understood that people who know too many secrets and are greedy will be swallowed up by their own desires. He was still worried and asked, "Then how did you get this recording?"

Mrs. Song pondered for a while, then replied coldly, "He is Lian He."

Before Song Qing could reply, Mrs. Song hung up the phone.

Hearing the word Lianhe, Song Qing understood everything. He covered his face and fell back on the sofa in a dejected manner.

The grievances and bitter fruits of the previous generation have all been paid back to him, Song Qing thought, how many immoral things he did in the previous life, and the script he received in this life is so rough.

Before Song Qing was 19 years old, everything went smoothly, except Mrs. Song's mother didn't want to see him, he was a noble son who grew up in the Song family, and married his sweetheart.

And 19 years old is like a dividing line, dividing all the good things he had in the past ten years, and he fell into the abyss.

Seven years ago, when Song Qing returned to Song's house, he accidentally saw Mrs. Song quarreling with someone. The content of the quarrel was like a bolt from the blue. He knew his real background and why Mrs. Song had been indifferent to him for so many years.

It turned out that he was not Mrs. Song's own birth, but Lian Yan, the daughter of the old housekeeper of the Song family, who secretly got together with his father, and gave birth to him.

At the beginning, Mr. Song was promiscuous, and he brought back a Song Jin, which made Madam Song unbearable. In the end, another one came, and Madam Song was so angry that her silver teeth were broken. For the sake of face, she recognized Song Qing and resigned all the family members. The servant, on the other side, claimed to be her own son.

She can't wait to get rid of Lian Yan and then quickly, Mr. Song is sentimental by nature, he has a bit of conscience, he sent Lian Yan away first, and just wanted to cover it up, 19 years passed peacefully, until Lianhe owed a shocking gambling debt, and procrastinated. When Lian Yan came to ask for money, the old story came to light.

Unexpectedly, when Lian He wanted to leave the money, he left Lian Yan behind, and fell in love with Master Song again by accident. That little girl was Song Qing's own sister, and the matter was revealed. The power is in Mrs. Song's hands, and it is easy to crush Lian Yan to death.

Song Qing had no feelings for Lian Yan, but she was her biological mother after all, so she couldn't do nothing but find ways to send Lian Yan out of the country, telling her not to come back in her life.

Originally, the matter had come to an end, but Lianhe was like a dog's skin plaster, he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he shook it, he went to Song's house again and again to harass Mrs Song. Well, if the newspaper office doesn't give him money, or if something happens to him, he will make a scene known all over the world.

Later, for some unknown reason, Lian He suddenly disappeared from the world, and there was no news of him.

And if Lianhe found out about Shen Wushi and sold the news to Mrs. Song, Song Qing couldn't believe it.

Song Qing hid the recording pen, ran to the kitchen, ate the cold instant noodles for a while, and ate them whole.

There are so many mixed flavors in my heart that I can't even distinguish the taste of what I eat.