Chapter 1299 I want to make sure someone still loves me
Fu Yancheng immediately walked to the side and called Xie Feng.
"Check Zhuang Wan's stepfather, see what crimes he has committed, and throw him in jail."
Xie Feng's voice was very weak, and he held a cigarette between his fingertips.
"Why do you suddenly want to meddle in her business?"
"Her mother scolded Mianmian."
Xie Feng paused for a few seconds, then sneered, "Okay, I'll check it now."
If you don't check, you won't know that Zhuang Wan's stepfather has committed many crimes. He used to be a security guard at the school, and he was reported jointly by parents, saying that he touched their children.
Such serious behavior was suppressed by the school for the sake of reputation, and now the man is still a security guard.
He doesn't make any money as a security guard, so he and Zhuang's mother rely on Zhuang Wan's money to live.
Xie Feng's eyes turned cold and he told people about this directly. Within an hour, the fat man was taken away.
But Zhuang's mother didn't know yet. Now she was being guarded by two bodyguards. She probably knew that Fu Yancheng was not easy to mess with, so she didn't make a fuss.
In the office, Sheng Mian had already fumbled to sit down.
"Zhuang Wan, what's going on? Where did the marks on your body come from?"
She knew about Zhuang Wan and Fang Dong's affairs. According to Zhuang Wan's character, she would not find a boyfriend in such a short period of time.
Zhuang Wan stood in front of her without speaking, tears already flowing down her face.
Sheng Mian couldn't see her and thought she was silent.
"Is what your mother said true?"
"No, Mr. Sheng, I just fell in love with a man's appearance and maintained a long-term relationship with him in bed. I'm sorry, this is my private matter. I didn't handle the relationship well and my mother found out. She thought I
For sale.”
Sheng Mian didn't want to point fingers at her private life, but Zhuang Wan's attitude towards Zhuang's mother was really thought-provoking.
"Zhuang Wan, I don't want to make any judgments about you and that man. As long as you are not entangled with a married man, this is your freedom. But is your attitude towards your mother too gentle? She speaks very softly.
It doesn’t sound like the way you would treat your daughter.”
Zhuang Wan stopped talking now and lowered his head, as if someone had taken away his vocal cords.
"Zhuang Wan?"
After a long time, Zhuang Wan said hoarsely: "Mr. Sheng, I just... want to make sure that I still have people who love me and care about me, otherwise I really don't know what I am living for. After finishing my work every day,
I always feel uncomfortable, the world is so big, and a person is so small. I hope there is something that can pull me, it is best to be family love, because this is what I long for most, even if it is only as thin as spider silk, but I
I still hold it carefully, not wanting it to break."
Sheng Mian's heart was stabbed immediately. She understood this feeling, but Zhuang Wan was more serious now than she was before.
"Mr. Sheng, every time I send money back, I feel very relieved to hear my mother's perfunctory words. I convince myself that she actually loves me too, but she loves her man more. I am still loved by someone.
, especially after finishing this seven-year long-distance race with Brother Dong, I am so tired, as if my body has been hollowed out, and I feel that I need more family ties to maintain it."
Zhuang Wan's voice became less and less confident, "I know you can't understand, and I look down on myself like this."
She has never told anyone how she has changed in the seven years with Fang Dong.
When she was with Fang Dong, she also felt that she needed his love and support, so no matter how busy she was working overtime or in pain, she was happy with it.
"Mr. Sheng, the day my dad divorced my mom, I thought he would be reluctant to let me go, but he told me that if it weren't for my mom, he wouldn't have let me have a baby. He wanted a boy even more, but he didn't.
Before I said these words, I always thought he was a good father, at least he gave me warmth, but it turned out that his love was also fake."
Zhuang Wan didn't want to talk anymore, tears were already streaming down his face.
She was glad that Shengmian couldn't see it, so she quickly raised her sleeve and wiped it.
"I will submit my resignation in the afternoon. I will solve my mother's problem and will not disturb the company again."
"How do you plan to solve it?"
Sheng Mian's voice was calm and her brows furrowed.
"I'll ask a psychiatrist to come and take a look at you and gradually stop contact with your mother. If you want to place your feelings on S.M., then put them on S.M."
