Su Wanzheng smiled faintly: "Miss Song is pretending to be confused with me again, Xi Jiangran and I are husband and wife, every penny in his hand is the joint property of our husband and wife, and before he spends money on you, he must get my consent." ”

When Aunt Bai heard this, she looked at Song Liuxing in disbelief: "What do you mean? Mrs. Song, you...... Be a junior?"

Song Liuxing immediately felt like he had been slapped in the face, and he was directly hot to the root of his ears.

Su Wanzheng looked at her condescendingly, her momentum was as steady as a mountain: "Aunt Bai, you give me Alipay, I will transfer the money to you, you will run for nothing." ”

"Su Wanzheng, what are you going to do?"

Song Liuxing hurriedly grabbed her when she heard this, regardless of her dignity or not, her eyes were red, and she was about to cry.

"I'm not in good health, Xiaoquan wants someone to pick it up, I have to ask my aunt! Ah Ran also agreed, in this way, is this money considered my way of borrowing from you?"

Su Wanzheng dusted off her hand indifferently, swept Aunt Bai's Alipay, and transferred 10,000 yuan.

In the past, she didn't bother to care about the money that Xi Jiangran spent on their mother and son.

But whoever made Miss Song stupid and had to jump in front of her and make her unhappy, then she couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.

Aunt Bai accepted the money, thanked Su Wanzheng, glanced at Song Liuxing with disgust, and turned to leave.

Su Wanzheng closed the screen of her mobile phone and looked at the pale woman indifferently: "Miss Song, if you don't have this ability, don't give birth to this child, if you give birth to a child, don't make trouble-"

She pulled the lipstick out of her pocket and slammed it on the ground.

The crisp sound of landing almost made Song Liuxing's ears ring.

"This time it's a warning. ”

Su Wanzheng's face was so cold that she didn't have the slightest sympathy, and her tone was slow and clear, "The next time I find out that you dare to cross the line, I will immediately ask you to leave Rongcheng with your son." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned and left without looking back.

Song Liuxing was left standing there trembling all over, and the smell of cheap lipstick on the ground stabbed her nose fiercely.

She slowly squatted down, hugged her knees and cried bitterly while stepping on the lipstick, as if she was Su Wanzheng.

After crying for a long time, Song Liuxing slowly stood up with the door frame, even if her dignity was trampled on the ground by the woman, she had to face the reality.

She closed the door, walked into the room with trembling steps, picked up her phone, slid her finger to the call log interface, and stopped at a number.

Song Liuxing's face was as white as paper, and his fingers were trembling and he couldn't press the number for a long time.

Until finally, she summoned up great courage, dialed the number, and put it to her ear—

"Hey, the money from the last time...... When will you call me?"

——

When Su Wanzheng went downstairs, the secretary Xiaomi was already waiting there, and hurriedly opened the car door for her: "Sister Zhengzheng, your face is not very good?

"It's okay, I brought it. Su Wanzheng said in a hoarse voice, and when she got into the car, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Hurt her body with a liver fire, she did get a lot of fire this time.

Song Liuxing's pregnancy with her second child has already made Su Wanzheng sound the alarm, she didn't do much when the woman was not in good health, but this time, Song Liuxing's blatantness really made her unbearable.

When the car drove into the door of the company, several reporters blocked there, pulling the new employees to interview them about signing with the King's family.

Su Wanzheng rubbed her temples, her eyes slightly dull.

Xiaomi tacitly handed her the sunglasses and beret, "Sister Zheng, wait until I contact the security guard to clear the scene first, and then you can go in." ”

Su Wanzheng said "um" softly, and another red sports car passed by outside the window, and stopped in the parking space that originally belonged to Su Wanzheng.

The car door opened, and a tall and slender woman stepped inside, wearing a limited edition Chanel scented jacket, playing with her long burgundy hair, and the drills on her nails sparkling in the sun.

"Sister Zheng, it's Jiang Tao. Xiaomi clenched the steering wheel and looked at Su Wanzheng and said.