Bai Yueguang doesn't follow the script

"child……"

Wang Xiujuan struggled to wake up, listening to her husband calmly and indifferently make decisions that made her heartbroken, as if there was nothing left of the couple's friendship for many years.

Wang Xiujuan stared at Song Ji'an.

Song Ji'an's expression was not good, and he said to Song Guangping.

"That child is not yours."

Song Guangping's eyes changed slightly.

"It's not Lao Tzu's, could it be yours?"

"You can go and check now whether what I said is true."

Seemingly suppressing his furious anger, Song Guangping bit the back of his tongue.

"Okay! Very good!" He spun around twice furiously on the spot, "Since you are so capable, you still count on my things to do something, eat on your own like a man like your brother!"

Time goes back to today.

Song Guangping specially asked Song Shicheng to come over on the day when Wang Xiujuan's mother and son were about to be kicked out.

The mother and son Wang Xiujuan and Song Ji'an sat at the dining table exhausted, which was equivalent to eating the last meal at the Song family.

Song Shicheng already knew the truth. After all, the event could happen so quickly within a period of time, and it was all under the control of his speculation.He has been playing this game of chess for a long time since Song Guangping and Zhou Mei's ambiguity began, and it's time to catch the harvest.

It's just that Song Guangping didn't plan to give the mother and son any monetary compensation, which he didn't expect.

But it doesn't matter, no matter what their mother and son get from Song Guangping, he can get back nothing left.

The most important thing is that today, in front of their mother and son, he will effortlessly collect what they coveted until they couldn't sleep at night.

He will make Wang Xiujuan realize that no one can easily obtain what she has planned for decades except him.

"Aunt Wang, after all, we have lived together for so many years, I'm afraid we won't have the chance to meet in other social occasions in the future. Come, let me toast you." Song Shicheng thought it was not too lively.

Wang Xiujuan's clothes under the dining table were almost torn, and she looked at Song Shicheng with vicious eyes.

Song Shicheng saw that she didn't show any face, so he drank the glass of wine in a reasonable way.

At this time, Song Guangping on the main seat suddenly said.

"It turns out that what Xiaocheng said is true."

The eyes of several people at the dinner table focused on Song Guangping.

"It turns out that the things that Xiaocheng sued me when I was a child are all true. You are a woman with a heart of snakes and scorpions, and you are a woman who behaves differently in front of you. In front of me, you are not considerate to children. In front of children, I am afraid that you will have the same face just now. Right. When I was a child, Xiaocheng pointed at the red-haired fox and said you were cunning, and I scolded him, now that you know it’s useless to please me, don’t pretend?”

"Song Guangping!" Wang Xiujuan screamed unbearably.

The corners of Song Shicheng's lips curled slightly, and he looked at his father and stepmother who were about to get into a quarrel with a slightly mocking expression.

He whispered to the young boy.

"Sit over here, that woman should go crazy later."

The young man moved silently to Song Shicheng's position.

He drooped his eyelids, curled his thick eyelashes like a fan, and whispered.

"I worked hard when I was young."

Song Shicheng's reaction showed that he was accustomed to Wang Xiujuan's madness. Maybe he had seen Wang Xiujuan's mania many times when Song Guangping was away when he was a child.

From this point of view, even though Song Shicheng grew up in a wealthy family, his childhood was not necessarily happier than his.

The father's neglect, the stepmother's harshness, Song Shicheng's ability to grow into the current appearance of the young and promising, must be due to the good genes inherited by Song Shicheng's mother Pei He.

The 'crash' and the 'ping-pong-pong' sound of shaking off the roof were as expected by Song Shicheng.

Song Guangping was already stunned by Wang Xiujuan's behavior. Looking at the messy ground made by the overturned dining table, he realized for the first time that he didn't know anything about the woman lying beside the pillow.

In front of him, Wang Xiujuan has always been obedient and sought after for ten years, as soft as a pool of mud that will never harden.

In the past few years of marriage with Wang Xiujuan, whenever Wang Xiujuan behaved like a puppet without a soul in front of him, he would think of Pei He who had passed away. That was the feeling of an independent, outstanding, assertive and dazzling soul.

"Song Guangping! Do you still have the heart?!" The woman said hysterically, "I have been good to you for decades, and I managed our marriage seriously. In the end, this is what I will end up with?"

"Yes! I don't like Pei He's child, I don't like this child with the same surname as you and Ji An, but I don't care about you and Ji An, can't you see it in the past few decades!"

With disheveled hair and face, the woman's sharp voice made Song Guangping frown impatiently.

"What are you talking about! Did I say something wrong? Didn't you admit what you did to Xiaocheng?"

Wang Xiujuan looked at Song Guangping's face, he was not as handsome as when he was young, and under her deliberate connivance and advocacy, Song Guangping's management of his own image has been waterloo.

The Song Guangping that Pei He had back then was the man she liked. At that time, Song Guangping was young and unrestrained, and he was dressed from head to toe by Pei He without any carelessness.

But Pei He has the guts and capital to make her man shine, but she doesn't.

The inequality in status made this extra-ethical relationship feel like walking on thin ice. She didn't dare to gamble any more, and a fourth one would step in.

So she slowly eroded Song Guangping's self-cultivation, trying to make him a person without external self-cultivation, so that there would be fewer women who coveted Song Guangping.

Song Shicheng is Pei He's child, and he is like a thorn in her heart.

Always reminding her that she needs to be careful and humble and use shady means to maintain the husband she robbed from the marriage she robbed.

She will never be able to stand side by side with a man confidently and dare to show herself like Pei He.

"Mom, stop talking." Song Ji'an said.

At this time, Song Shicheng spoke up.

"Yeah, don't talk too much, the more you talk, the more you expose yourself. Be careful that Mr. Song won't even be able to take away the gold buried in the yard that you have saved so hard to buy all these years."

"Little brat, what are you talking about?!" the woman hissed.

Song Shicheng raised his eyebrows.

"Don't do any useless work. Nothing you do now can change the ending of your husband who is about to become an ex-husband. Whether you go crazy or sell miserably, don't forget that the man sitting in front of you is even a wife who is willing to eat dross with him They can all be ruthlessly let go, let alone you."

"You work hard to marry him, not because you love him, but because you are always thinking about how to maintain the wealth in front of you. You cultivate your son, not because of love, you just want him to be a better person for you. A bargaining chip to enjoy prosperity with peace of mind. If Song Guangping was not the president of Song Rui back then, but just a general worker in the factory, would you have deliberately approached him? If I told you that without Song Ji’an, you would still be able to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, and you would force him to learn A major he doesn't like, driving him away with a whip behind his ass?"

"Because of my existence, I always tell you what an excellent woman your husband was standing next to. Because of my existence, I always remind you that you will never be able to breathe boldly under the sun like my mother , live boldly and essentially.”

After Song Shicheng finished speaking, he said to Song Guangping who was deep in thought because of his words.

"How is Song Ji'an's level? I don't need to say more now. If you don't want my mother's efforts to pour into Song Rui to collapse in the future, give me the things as soon as possible. I won't wait until it's out of date. Song Rui has been in your hands all these years. The festering trend should be stopped, otherwise Song Rui will be quickly eliminated with the market's choice. I don't want to be a tool for you to stimulate their mother and child, and I don't want to see how you regret it I have let my mother down, and finish what I have to do as soon as possible, and I don't want to get involved in the dirty things you have done."

No matter what kind of earth-shattering noises behind him, after saying these words, Song Shicheng held the young man's hand and left in front of the three of them.

Today was the day when Chu Chunyu went to the hospital for a reexamination. After he came out, Song Shicheng drove him to the hospital.

Song Shicheng went back to work in the company by himself, while Yu Huai took the elevator upstairs.

As soon as he entered the elevator, a man in plain clothes looked ahead and whispered to Yu Huai.

"Three of them. Orange jacket, gray hoodie, Hawaiian shirt."

Yu Huai nodded casually.

With a 'ding' sound, the elevator reached the designated floor.

The plainclothes man left first, and Yu Huai walked out.

Outside the department where Chu Chunyu was reexamining, there were indeed three people with clothing characteristics scattered around.

When Yu Huai walked over, the three of them looked at each other.

Chu Rong was sitting on the chair in front of the department, buttoning his nails, wondering what he was thinking.Yu Huai went over and sat down on the empty seat beside him.

"You're here." Chu Rong looked up, "My phone is out of battery, please lend me your phone."

Yu Huai took out his phone and gave it to him.

After Chu Rong took the phone, he made the screen of the phone the darkest, and wrote this sentence on the note page.

[I suspect someone is following us. ]

Yu Huai nodded and said.

"May [-] is going on vacation with your three college roommates? What about Brother Chunyu?"

Chu Rong understood immediately, and there were three people following him.

He said: "If it doesn't work, you can help me take care of it for a few days. Anyway, he likes you the most, so it must be fine. My three roommates have asked me out several times, and I can't get rid of them if I want to. No, they were with me just now. Sending text messages to urge me to send ID information to them to buy tickets. After arguing with them for a long time, the battery of the mobile phone died.”

"Chu Chunyu's family members, please come in."

"Let's go in and have a look together," Chu Rong said.

"You said there are three people following you, are they all outside?" Chu Rong asked after entering.

Yu Huai nodded, and described their characteristics to Chu Rong one by one.

"I'll ask my people to get rid of them later, and we'll exchange information in detail. Tang Min will definitely test it out after we go back. Now you should think about how to explain to Tang Min after you go back."