Bai Yueguang doesn't follow the script

"Why are you always talking about my parents? My natal family is doing very well now." Wang Xiujuan couldn't help complaining.

Although her natal family has turned from a farmer with the Song family, she doesn't like people discussing her past situation and her past.It was a past that was poor and painful and would be ridiculed in rich families.

"It's just an example. All right, don't question her here. I've figured out everything about her. You can ask me or our son. It's too busy, so you can ask the nanny to clean it first." Let Xiaomei live in the original room in the small city, Xiaoan is careless, I'm afraid I won't be able to take good care of her."

"Just settle for her!" Zhou Mei was very dissatisfied, she pulled Song Ji'an and Song Guangping and complained in a low voice, "Where did this person come from, do you know her background! Our Xiaoan is so good, so many women want it Rely on him to enter our house. I don't think she is like An Sheng's good girl, have you had a DNA test, are you sure the baby in your belly is Xiao An's?"

"Let's stay here first. I don't know if it's Xiaoan's child. If you don't worry, I'll take them to the institution for inspection when the time comes. That's okay."

Wang Xiujuan's intention was that she didn't want Zhou Mei to live in Song's house. If she moved in, it would be the same as entering the house. If someone asked about an extra pregnant woman in the family, how would she explain it to other wives.

Whether Zhou Mei's child's biological father is Xiao An is not what she cares most about. She only cares that her son must never marry such a woman.

But the head of the Song family holds the right to speak, and she is also raised by her husband. It seems that this matter is led by her husband, and she dare not make too absolute remarks. It depends more or less on her husband's face.

"Sister-in-law Wang accidentally hurt her hand when she was moving things yesterday. She already asked for leave with me today. No one has cleaned the floor at home now. Where can someone clean up the room?"

As long as no one cleans, Zhou Mei can't live in.

You must know that Song Shicheng's room has not been cleaned since he left, and the dust has accumulated a thin layer.As for the other rooms, although they were fairly clean, either the lighting was not as good as Song Shicheng's room, or the window had a poor view, or there was no private guard.

Song Guangping clicked his tongue impatiently.

"Then call an hourly cleaner to come over."

An hour later, Song Ji'an went out, and Zhou Mei went upstairs behind Mrs. Wang who had just returned.

First floor living room.

Wang Xiujuan looked a little worried, and she was talking to Song Guangping.

"I also wondered why you went out so early this weekend. It turns out that you came back after a lot of trouble, and you will bring trouble to the family."

"What is Tiandu? The child in Xiaomei's stomach belongs to our son, and it is about to be born. Do you want your grandson to live outside? Besides, I think Xiaomei is quite obedient. Her family conditions are not good and she is sensible. It's early, and it just complements Xiaoan."

"It's all about it. Let me tell you, Lao Song, it's true that you didn't handle it well. You can see Xiao An's reaction just now, he obviously doesn't like her. Now that she is living in, he doesn't even care about her." No, I hurried out to meet with friends. It can be seen that this girl does not please our son. If you let him marry her, will he be happy?"

In order to help her son get rid of this trouble, Wang Xiujuan continued to lobby.

"Didn't you always agree with me to give our son a good family? This is not only good for Xiaoan, but also good for our family's business. Now you don't even say hello, just help Xiaoan bring him back, if Let others know what to do. Anyway, I don’t support you. She must leave the Song family as soon as possible. The child can be born, and we will raise it secretly. Bring it in."

"It's the best of both worlds. Old Song, what do you think?"

Wang Xiujuan thought she made a proposal that both parties would be satisfied with.

However, she did not know that both Song Guangping and his son had concealed the truth from him.

Therefore, Song Guangping did not agree with all her assumptions and plans based on false conditions.

"You came up this way yourself. You should know how hard Xiao An was when she was a child. Don't you have the heart for Xiao An's children to suffer Xiao An's pain again?"

Wang Xiujuan: "..."

"Don't blame her on our mother and son, can you?"

Song Guangping couldn't bear it anymore.

"They're all in the same situation, so why can't they be compared. Besides, Xiaomei is at least better than you. Xiaoan is not even married yet."

The implication is that Wang Xiujuan hooked up with a married man.

Wang Xiujuan was shaking with anger.

She hasn't recalled the past for a long time, and the wives around her don't mention it much because she is firmly seated in Song's house.However, today, for the sake of a woman, her husband actually pulled out the shame of the past one by one and put it in front of his eyes.

That taste...

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Song Shicheng sent opportunities one by one to Song Ji'an, and at the same time contacted several qualified veterans of the Song family company.

"Okay, don't worry."

"In the past, your mother was the one who cleaned up Song Guangping's mess, but now it's your stepbrother. But after the mess is finished and it's in your hands, we're relieved. The company's performance and profits have been getting worse year after year. , It's time to come back. If your mother is still watching from the sky, she will be gratified to you. The place where the dove occupied the magpie's nest, his son will finally drive the dove to extinction..." On the other end of the phone The elders of the company sighed there.

"I've remembered everything you just explained, and I'll inform you of the other uncles and aunts. We all look forward to your coming back. I'm afraid you won't plan to come back because of your successful business. "

One quiet afternoon, the Song family sat on the balcony on the second floor and drank afternoon tea.

Such a situation usually made Wang Xiujuan feel very comfortable, but now there is Zhou Mei.

But when she saw Zhou Mei today, she was in a pretty good mood.

She has been in a good mood for several days.

The reason was that her son, Song Ji'an, had recently been approved by the shareholders. During the meeting, several shareholders jointly recommended her husband to promote his son.

Coincidentally, the general manager of the company resigned due to family affairs, and Song Ji'an was very lucky to fill the vacancy directly from the position of a young soldier by helicopter.

The new department developed by Song Ji'an also made huge profits under the leadership of Song Ji'an, which made the employees look at this young boss with admiration for his seemingly ordinary work ability. There wasn't much gossip from the staff.

"Old Song, you said that our child has done this in the company now, shouldn't you reward him?" Wang Xiujuan has recently been studying the elegant behavior of a wife in the circle of rich wives. Like that lady, with a calm and slow tone.

Song Ji'an also looked at his father expectantly.

Song Guangping pondered for a moment and said.

"Xiao An is now also showing that he can stand on his own."

Wang Xiujuan became a little emotional.

"Well, next Monday, I will ask the secretary to draw up a document to allocate [-]% of my shares to him."

"Only three percent..."

"Not much more than three percent? It took him a few years to pay dividends at the end of the year."

"Pei He's son has more shares than you, so you should share this with Xiao An now."

"Why do you mention Pei He again? You don't have to compare her. You also know that Xiaocheng is Pei He's son, and she transferred her shares to Xiaocheng before she was alive. Although I am not a good person, this little conscience There are still some, and I won’t rob children. You and Xiaoan are thinking about me all day long, thinking that what you hold in your hands is not as much as Xiaocheng or something. The shares in my hand will be shared equally among the children in the future Well, the company's current achievements are the result of the hard work of me and Pei He. If Pei He hadn't already given all of his share to Xiaocheng, I would like to share more with Xiaocheng."

People get nostalgic more and more as they get older, and Song Guangping is no exception.

He saw some shadows of Pei He when he was young from Zhou Mei, so he did not hesitate to sacrifice his son's marriage to take her in.

Pei He left early, Song Guangping's heart will always be Pei He's young and beautiful appearance.Even after Wang Xiujuan came to power, Pei He still held a big place in Song Guangping's heart.In fact, he also regretted it, regretting that he was sorry for Pei He and their two sons.

But human nature is like this, what is fresh is always the best, what is not available is always the best, and what has been lost is also the best.

Looking at Wang Xiujuan, who is already in her mid-mature, even though she spends a lot of money on her face every year, she can still see traces of time on her face.Whenever at this time, Song Guangping would think of Pei He's appearance when he was young, with collagen and youth all over his face, Wang Xiujuan was not comparable to Wang Xiujuan when he was young, and even less so now.Then look at Zhou Mei who was sitting in a daze by the side of the railing, she could vaguely see the shadow of Pei He when she was young through the side face, a few more glances would be comfort to her guilty heart.He felt that taking Zhou Mei into the house was the best decision.

"I'm going to the toilet." Zhou Mei said.

As the body became heavier, the number of trips to the toilet seemed to increase.

Wang Xiujuan glanced at her son, but Song Ji'an didn't respond.Instead, her husband cared.

"Let Mrs. Wang help you go." Song Guangping called Mrs. Wang.

Looking at this scene, Wang Xiujuan suddenly felt a sense of absurdity that something was wrong.

"Ji An, Mrs. Wang is getting old, I'm afraid she won't be able to help her, so go and help her."

Wang Xiujuan observed.

The corners of her son's mouth twitched slightly, which was a small movement when he was reluctant.

Looking at Zhou Mei with impatience, he only held Zhou Mei's arm with one hand, and his body was not close.

"Ah!" Zhou Mei exclaimed.

It turned out that it was Song Ji'an who scratched him.

"What's the matter, you are careless. Let me do it." Song Guangping said.

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After Song Guangping and Zhou Mei left, Wang Xiujuan asked Song Ji'an who stayed where she was with a solemn face.

"Mom asks you, how did this woman named Zhou Mei get into our house with your father?"