In the garden, the artificial stream tinkled and some small insects squeaked and whispered.

Wang Xinyu stood by the window, facing the sky, but without losing her femininity. The evening breeze gradually rose, blowing the skirt flying. Tonight's full moon hung high in the sky, and she quietly watched the moonlight for a while, as if thinking about something.

Song Jiang brazenly raised the junior, not only gave Chinese clothes, jewelry, and luxury cars to the hearts of the Pomeranians, but also did not hesitate to name the newly invested medical plastic surgery hospital "Chu Mo" to express his love.

Lin Chumo was particularly rampant, and called Wang Xinyu from time to time to demonstrate. Once Wang Xinyu and Song Jiang were having dinner at home, Lin Chumo made a phone call, and he scolded as badly as he spoke.

Wang Xinyu handed the phone to Song Jiang without saying a word, and Song Jiang took the phone and chatted with Xiao San in front of Wang Xinyu like no one. Lin Chumo also likes to call in the middle of the night, saying ugly words, and even using foul language, and saying that Song Jiang is by her side, and he doesn't love you anymore. At that moment, Wang Xin's tone was so bad that he wanted to kill someone, and he brewed a hundred ways to kill people without seeing blood.

Wang Xinyu dragged on and refused to divorce, other women came to the vegetable garden to steal a vegetable, she would not be angry and give away the vegetable garden.

Song Jiang put his hands in his pockets and looked at the thin back in front of him with an indifferent expression. The moonlight was like water, dappled and sprinkled on her, reflecting a hazy light. Her long soft hair was spread out and flowing in the wind, and she seemed to be distracted, and she didn't change her position for a long time.

"Why haven't you signed yet?" said behind him.

Wang Xinyu came back to her senses and stared at his deep face, after the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, she never saw him again, and he was still in high spirits.

In the past few months since he started to divorce, she has accumulated a lot of pain in her heart, resulting in a very gloomy face, she has lost nearly fifteen pounds, so thin that her fingers have become thinner and she can't wear a wedding ring, and she will slide down as soon as she wears it. She still tried various ways to put on the wedding ring, in order to stabilize the wedding ring that was loosened as soon as she wore it, and personally went to find a small ring that could be stuck inside.

She glanced down at the divorce agreement placed on the coffee table again, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, "I won't divorce you, you can't get rid of me in your life." ”

Song Jiang shrugged his shoulders and smiled slightly, as if he was talking about a very small matter, "Wang Xinyu, let's get together and disperse, fall in love, I don't want to end up embarrassing each other." ”

"It's good to get together and disperse, I'll get together with you and disperse, and you and Lin Chumo's vixen will fly together, right?" she laughed angrily, her heart hurting, like a very blunt knife cutting at her heart.

"What else do you not satisfy? What do you want? If you have any other requirements, you might as well say that if you can do it, I will do my best." Don't bother yourself and think about a new life. ”

A smile appeared on Wang Xinyu's tired face, but it quickly disappeared again, "I can kill Jiang Muyao, and I will also make Lin Chumo's fox spirit disappear." ”

The anger in his eyes was unobstructed, and his voice couldn't help but raise a few decibels, "You're a madman!"

"I'm crazy, love you love crazy. Wang Xinyu couldn't help himself from crying, leaned against the wall and trembled, and slowly walked to the terrace.

Her back melted into the night, like a white ghost, which made Song Jiang feel creepy.

It was not the first time he had proposed a divorce, and she looked at the dark night, and her thoughts went back to the age of thirty-five.

Wang Xinyu is the richest woman in the city, her family background is richer than Song Jiang, and she is a famous family. The two have been together for thirteen years, and Song Jiang just plays female stars, and even if there is more lace news. But in the end, she divorced herself for a play, which was a fatal blow to her.

Song Jiang sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a cigarette expressionlessly, picked up a lighter and lit it, and the smoke that he spit out drifted to the ceiling, "I don't want to divorce, you should give me a child, you should know very well that my parents have been urging us to have children." ”

Wang Xinyu just frowned and said calmly, "I know, not only to have a child, but also to have a son." She sighed and stared at his handsome face, "Is the child really that important to you?"

Song Jiang regained his serious expression and nodded slowly, "It's very important, if there are no children, marriage will lose its own meaning, and the so-called love between men and women will disappear with the passage of time." Don't you think that when you get married, you become husband and wife first, then give birth to children, and then become father and mother, and only then can you become lifelong partners with each other?"

"It's not just that. Wang Xinyu sneered and tried his best to deny it.

Song Jiang shook his head, "In the end, it's almost the same thing, a woman who can't have a child is no different from a waste, so it's better to get rid of it as soon as possible and change to someone who can have a child, are you right?"

Wang Xinyu had a headache and pressed her temples, she never dreamed that one day, she would hear such words. She lowered her head, her eyes full of sadness, "You speak really ugly. ”

Song Jiang smiled bitterly disdainfully after hearing this, and stopped looking at her.

Wang Xinyu made the final concession, "Our family Bai Chen looks exactly the same as the little evil born by Jiang Mu Yao, you actually lied to me that Bai Chen said that he was adopted from an orphanage." I found someone to check the hospital files, the twins of the cheap life. As long as you don't get divorced, I can turn a blind eye. ”

After Song Jiang looked elsewhere, he turned his gaze back to her and sneered, "That's right, Bai Chen was indeed born by her, I lied to you, I want to give the child a complete home, please fulfill us." ”

Because his son experienced a school bullying incident last time, he made up his mind to divorce, and he wanted to give his child a legitimate identity.

She is thirty-five years old, and many of her friends' children know how to play soy sauce. Not to mention Song Jiang, having children is also her dream. On the fifteenth day of every month, she would go to the temple to worship Guanyin and ask the Bodhisattva to bless her to give birth to a child as soon as possible. She didn't know how many times she had made a wish that one day she would be able to sit in the garden and drink afternoon tea with her bulging lower abdomen.

The cold words of the mother-in-law echoed in my ears again: If you don't get pregnant again, our family will be doomed.

But the world did not fulfill people's wishes, Wang Xinyu did not give that ability, and later she accepted the reality calmly, because she firmly believed that even if she had no children, she could live with Song Jiang in love.

Wang Xinyu turned to face him and took a deep breath, "Then can I ask you a question, even though it may be insignificant to you." ”

"What's the matter?"

She adjusted her voice, trying to make her tone sound relaxed and casual, revealing a bitter smile, "Do you love me?"

Song Jiang, who was holding a cigarette, choked on because of these words, and hesitated for a moment, "Of course I love you, I can guarantee this, my love for you has never changed in the slightest." ”

In Wang Xinyu's view, his words are as ridiculous as a big lie. It turns out that men are like this, one second they said that they love you until they are old, but the next second they can lead other women to the clouds and rain.

Wang Xinyu couldn't help laughing contemptuously, "That's good, when I finish one thing, I'll divorce you." ”

"How long?" he asked irritably.

"Don't worry, I hope this gets done as soon as possible. ”

Towards the end of the year, a cold wind was blowing.

Wang Xinyu sat leisurely on the bar stool in the wine cellar, picked up a bottle of Dom Perignon champagne and poured it into the flute glass.

Song Jiang ran in angrily, picked up the wine bottle on the bar, and slammed it on the ground, the glass crackled and shattered, and the precious carpet was stained with wheat-yellow wine.

He pulled the tie around his neck, and the anger in his heart burned to his face, "You did it, right?"

Wang Xinyu raised his head and glanced at him lazily, "What's the matter?

Song Jiang clenched his fists, his nails sank into the flesh, suppressed the urge to hit someone, and yelled loudly, "Don't change the subject." ”

She smiled with a heartfelt smile, "I really don't know what you're talking about. ”

"You're pretending to be stupid, aren't you? Jiang Muyao had a car accident, you found someone to do it, right?"

She was silent for a few seconds, then replied, "It's better to have hard evidence to talk to me." ”

There was a raging fire burning in his eyes, "Why are you so vicious?"

Wang Xinyu let out a cold snort with his nose, "I'm vicious, this is all your own fault, she wants my husband, then I want her life." ”

He was exhausted, squatting on the ground, hanging his head, "How can you do such a thing!"

She left the bar and staggered to the window, "You should thank me for sparing that little scumbag's life, or you'll have to attend your son's funeral later." ”

The corners of her mouth pulled up without self-deprecation, and she thought that she had already become unscrupulous, and she still had a little pitiful conscience.

She took a step upstairs, and after stepping two steps, she turned back and sneered, "It's painful to lose the woman you love the most, ......isn't it?" It's ridiculous to give a child a complete home!"

Hearing these words, Song Jiang's anger rose up, and he was completely enraged. He rushed over and threw her down, and then grabbed her neck with both hands, like a vice holding a tightrope, almost snuffing out the last trace of Wang Xinyu's breath.

If you love too deeply, it's a disaster! Love makes people lonely, humble, involuntarily, and unscrupulous! Wang Xinyu has been incorrigibly in love with this talented and suave Song Jiang since he was 16 years old, and he has been in love for 30 years.

She rubbed her swollen temples and sat down on the sofa all of a sudden, with a self-deprecating smile on her face, thirty years of relationship was not as good as the woman he had known for three months!

Song Baichen had been staying in the study at night, and when he heard the sound of his mother and father arguing, he was a little worried about his mother.

At one o'clock in the morning, before he had fallen asleep, he came to his mother's room, and when he saw that the door was unlocked, he pushed it open and walked in.

Large and small bottles were placed on the table, some standing upright, some staggering. There was also a lot of wine spilled on the table, which was dripping down the edge of the table and accumulating on the ground.

Wang Xinyu drank a lot of wine, and was already drunk and collapsed on the deer leather sofa.

Song Baichen walked to the window and opened the floor-to-ceiling window of the terrace a little, letting the night breeze blow in and let off the smell of wine. Looking back at his haggard mother, there were countless indescribable emotions in his heart.

He found a blanket and draped it over his mother, gently held her head with his hand, then took a sofa cushion and put it under her neck, and reached out to help her straighten her messy hair.

Wang Xinyu opened his eyes in a daze and looked at his son, "Bai Chen, why haven't you slept yet?"

"Not yet, a little worried about you. Song Baichen held his mother's hand and said softly, "Mom, don't be sad, even if Dad doesn't want you anymore, you still have me, I will honor you." ”

Wang Xinyu suppressed the tears that rushed up, and his voice trembled a little, "Bai Chen, don't you hate your mother? ”

"I don't remember those things, you are my mother, no matter what you do, it is all right, it is all for my good. Song Baichen tried his best to comfort his mother, he was a child born to his father and other women, and what woman could be kind to her husband's illegitimate child, he could understand his mother's feelings, and he never blamed his mother.

Wang Xinyu was very moved, and tears flowed out.

"Mom, don't cry, it's not beautiful if you cry. He picked up a tissue to wipe his mother's tears, and then said, "I'll persuade my father well, don't be upset." ”

The marriage of father and mother was based on the union of the interests of businessmen and politicians, and life went on day after day. In fact, her father still loves her very much and dotes on her in every way. It's just that my mother is too strong, her personality and temper are very bad, and her way of doing things is very extreme, which makes my father breathless.