In less than a month, Song Ziyun's body has lost all its former glory, her hair is withered, her face is sallow, her face is thin and pointed, her eye sockets are sunken and her eyes are dull.
Fang Ru, who was sitting opposite her, wasn't doing much better either.
The Fang family collapsed, and the medical device company they controlled was unearthed with a lot of dirty information. Not only did it go bankrupt and had liabilities, it also faced lawsuits.
Ren'ai Hospital has been closed down, and the victims who appear from all directions are like endless leeks, coming one after another, completely destroying the connections that the Fang family has accumulated.
Decades of foundation were destroyed overnight, and everyone in the Fang family vented their anger and resentment on Fang Ru, blaming her for causing misery to the Fang family.
Song Chunsheng also divorced her, and she left home without getting a penny.
In the past, a wealthy lady from the first-class wealthy family in Huicheng fell into poverty and could not return to her home. She had almost no place to stay in Huicheng.
"Why did you provoke Fu Yanchi in the first place? You were thinking about scheming for yourself, but what did you get in the end? You made yourself smelly and went to jail." Fang Ru's expression was dull and her tone was cold, "Do you know that Fu Yanchi and Song
Yue Liang has a daughter a long time ago, and all the scenery you want will belong to Song Yue Liang in the end!"
Song Ziyun, who was originally lifeless, suddenly raised his eyes when he heard the last sentence and couldn't believe it, "What did you say? Fu Yanchi and Song Yueliang have a child? Impossible, impossible! How could they have a child!"
"They just have a child. Now it has spread all over Huicheng. Two days ago, at the special exhibition of the Department of Culture, Fu Yanchi held a little girl and attended as the eldest son of Yan! Many people in the circle heard about the little girl with their own ears.
Call Fu Yanchi daddy! The bastard in Song Yueliang’s belly was Fu Yanchi’s!”
"It was the child that Song Yueliang was pregnant with back then..." Song Ziyun's face turned pale and her pupils were trembling. After a moment, she pulled her hair with both hands and kept screaming, and then she laughed like crazy, "Hahaha! Hahahahaha
...It turns out that back then, the two of them got together, hahaha!"
How ridiculous.
She worked hard to plan a future for herself, but in the end, Song Yueliang got the fruit in vain!
After Fu Yanchi took traditional Chinese medicine, he still pushed her away from his embrace and escaped from the entertainment club alone.
A few days later, she learned from secret channels that Fu Yanchi had been rushed abroad for medical treatment. She was still in panic all day long, thinking that she had almost killed someone by drugging her, and was afraid that the Yan family would find out and blame her.
Turns out it wasn’t her fault at all!
It’s Song Yueliang!
It was Song Yueliang who almost killed Fu Yanchi!
That bitch obviously almost became a murderer, but why, after a few years, did she still get the glory that she couldn't even ask for!
Are those people in the Yan family blind? They were all deceived by Song Yueliang!
Song Ziyun was lying on the table, with strong hatred and unwillingness in her eyes.
"Mom, please help me one last time. Call Yan Qin and tell him a secret." With her eyes frantic, Song Ziyun leaned into Fang Ru's ear and whispered a few words.
"Fu Yanchi and Song Yueliang have done this to me, and I want them to die miserably!"
Cursing fiercely, Song Ziyun's eyes were scarlet red and she laughed maniacally again.
She has been sentenced, and the Yan family is watching from outside. No one dares to save her, and that person will not risk being exposed to help her. Her life is over.
In this case, she would not let Fu Yanchi and Song Yueliang have an easy time!
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The weather is gloomy today, and the dark clouds hanging in the sky seem to be about to fall at any time.
The cold wind was howling, and it was already very cold.
Qiqi put on a warm sweater and woolen pants knitted by her mother-in-law, put on a small backpack, hugged the doll that Grandpa Tang gave her, and waited for her mother to pick her up from get off work.
It was still some time before her mother came over, and Qiqi followed her grandmother step by step with her rag doll in her arms, chattering nonstop, "Grandma, are you really not going back with me? The Chinese New Year is almost here, and my mother-in-law will definitely cook a lot of delicious food at home.
Yes, there will be a lot of people coming to the house to chat, it’s so lively, and it will be even more lively if grandma is here.”
The flowers and plants in Dongyuan are still green, and no yellow leaves have withered.
The living stream beside the bluestone path flows slowly, with a layer of mist hanging over the water.
This place was built like a paradise by Mr. Tang.
Li Qiang was wearing the gray clothes and black trousers she wears for her daily work, wearing gloves and armholes, and holding a small bucket for tools in her hand. She lowered her head and worked in front of the bonsai in the flower garden, letting a little tail follow behind her.
"Go back with your mother to celebrate the New Year. Don't come here again. It will be too noisy." She said softly.
Qiqi immediately shook her little head like a rattle, "No, Qiqi will come again. If grandma feels noisy, Qiqi can say less."
You must come.
Dad said that if you want to be shameless, you have to be thick-skinned and courageous. You have to think of yourself as an impenetrable iron wall and cannot be knocked back by just one or two words.
You can't coax grandma without being mean, Qiqi sighed quietly.
At the other end of the path, Tang Zheng's tall figure appeared, walking steadily, "Qiqi, your mother's car has arrived at the door, it's time to go out."
"Uncle Tang, I'm coming, please wait for me for a while." After Qiqi said that, she ran to the woman who was arranging flowers and plants, stretched out her little hand and hugged her gently, "Grandma, Qiqi is leaving.
La, but you don’t have to be sad, I will come to see you soon.”
The woman paused and did not raise her head. Her voice sounded even colder and bored, "I told you, there is no need to come again!"
A flash of hurt quickly flashed across Qiqi's eyes. Thinking of the iron wall her father said, she immediately smiled and said, "Grandma, do you like Qiqi?"
The woman simply pretended not to hear and said nothing.
"Then grandma hates Qiqi?" Qiqi silently counted one, two, three and nodded, "Grandma didn't say she hates her, that means she likes Qiqi."
Li Qiang, "..."
I wanted to add another sentence, but the little kid had already turned around, skipped away, and ran to the end of the path. He didn't forget to raise his little hand and wave it back, "Grandma, Qiqi is really fast.
I’ll come to see you, so you should eat well and sleep well while I’m away!”
Tang Zheng was responsible for sending the baby to the door, and half an hour had passed since he returned to Dongyuan.
The woman was still squatting in front of the flower bed, not moving or moving.
He stepped forward, put the small tools scattered on the ground back into the small wooden bucket, and moved the moved potted plants back to their original positions.
"Since you don't have the time to take care of it, go back and rest. Don't squat here."
The woman then raised her head, glanced at him, and asked lightly, "Is it bothering you?"
"Um."
"Feel sorry."
Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment before he realized that the woman's words sounded very much like making trouble. She was really asking if she was bothering him.