On the other side of the city, in the office of the Hongqi Building, Liang Chengming sat in the position that originally belonged to Wang Tao and lit a cigar.

Wang Ying led Xiao Zhaozhao and stood opposite Liang Chengming.

"Why did you give Zhao Zhao to that slut!" Wang Ying said angrily.

"I just asked Jiang Xiaoqiao to help me take care of it for a day, I just took over your sister's position, and I don't have time to take care of the children." Liang Chengming sat helplessly on the boss's chair.

"Huh! Still taking over my sister's position? You are a broken shoe, what qualifications do you have to sit in my sister's place? ”

"Be careful when you speak!" Liang Chengming glared at Wang Ying viciously.

"What? I'm honest, you're not happy? I don't dare to admit what I did? ”

"What did I do! Don't spew blood! ”

"Don't pretend to be stupid with me here every day, my sister was killed by you and Jiang Xiaoqiao!" Wang Ying suddenly raised her voice.

"Be careful when you speak, my son is still here!"

Liang Chengming got up and walked to Zhaozhao and hugged Zhaozhao in his arms.

Zhao Zhao was obviously startled by the sight in front of him, and a few tears swirled back and forth in Zhao Zhao's big eyes.

Liang Chengming picked up Zhaozhao, walked out of the office, and entrusted Zhaozhao to the assistant at the information desk at the entrance of the corridor, and then he returned to the office and closed the door.

"What? Weak heart? Could it be that you are afraid that Zhao Zhao will know that you killed his mother with your own hands? Wang Ying continued to provoke.

"I've told you hundreds of times, and I didn't kill your sister! Your sister committed suicide! Liang Chengming threw the cigar in his hand on the ground and landed at Wang Ying's feet.

"Do you still have the face to say that my sister committed suicide? When you made Jiang Xiaoqiao's belly bigger, when you asked my sister to clean up the mess for you, did you think about my sister's feelings? ”

"That incident was an accident, I didn't expect Jiang Xiaoqiao to get pregnant, I really love your sister." Liang Chengming's confidence is obviously a little insufficient.

"Yo! Still haven't thought of it? What did you think about when you were in bed? If you are happy for a while, you don't want to think about the consequences, right? Wang Ying looked at Liang Chengming mockingly, with poisonous needles in every word.

Liang Chengming held his breath and endured.

"Stop talking? With a coquettish temperament like you, will you really love my sister? You're just a bastard with your lower body thinking at most, and my sister is blind when she sees you! It's okay if you're unfaithful to my sister, you're still on so many women, you're not afraid of rotting! Wang Ying's words became more and more ruthless, and every word was to the point.

"Can you speak cleanly?" Liang Chengming suppressed his anger and sighed.

"Am I clean for an innate slut like you? My sister is really miserable, if it weren't for the fact that she was pregnant with your child before marriage, my father and I would never have agreed to her marrying you! If it weren't for the omen in my sister's belly, even if I died, I wouldn't let my sister wronged you as a scumbag! Wang Ying said as she spoke, her voice became trembling, she was so excited, she couldn't control her excitement.

Liang Chengming saw that Wang Ying had lost his mind, he took out a cigar in the drawer again, and lit the cigarette butt with an expressionless face, as if he was about to announce something big.

"Since your words are so ruthless, I don't want to carry this black cauldron all the time. I'll tell you the truth, your sister was unfaithful to me at the beginning! Your sister and I are indeed married to Fengzi, and I always thought that the child in her womb was mine, but it wasn't until half a year ago that I took Zhaozhao for a physical examination that I knew that Zhaozhao was not my son. When I got home, I had a showdown with your sister, and she told her that she had the child with someone else. Liang Chengming said quietly.

"Liang Chengming, you're too shameless! Do you find it useful for you to say that there is no proof of death? Don't you think what you're saying is far-fetched? Wang Ying looked at Liang Chengming suspiciously, and countless knives burst out at him in her eyes.

Liang Chengming ignored Wang Ying's nonsense and continued: "If you suspect that I am talking nonsense, you can take Zhao Zhao to do a paternity test now!" ”

Liang Chengming's tone was very resolute, and it didn't seem like he was lying at all.

"Yo! It's like acting! Since you are great enough to help others raise their sons, then tell me, who is Zhaozhao's biological father? Let me hear about your ability to make up stories! Wang Ying looked at Liang Chengming with a mocking expression, waiting for his answer.

"It's Bate, the French foreign teacher you fell in love with in your junior year of high school. Your sister had a leg with him four years ago, and I didn't say anything at the time, because I loved your sister so much at that time. But I never expected that your sister would be pregnant with Bate's child, and I never expected that you would also like Bate. When your sister knew that you also liked Bate, she gave Bate a sum of money to let him go back to France in order not to let you know about her and Bate. But unexpectedly, you went after France for Bate. ”

At this time, Wang Ying was made by Liang Chengming's words, she couldn't believe that what Liang Chengming said was true, and she didn't want to believe it.

Liang Chengming looked at Wang Ying who was in a daze, he put down the cigar in his hand, opened his laptop, and opened the mailbox. He turned the computer in the direction of Wang Ying, and the mailbox was full of Liang Chengming and Bate's communication records.

Liang Chengming opened one of the emails, and the time of receipt was before Wang Tao's suicide, and it was also the time when Wang Ying went abroad to find Bet.

The email read: "Mr. Liang, I apologize for the past between me and Wang Tao. But it's better for Zhaozhao to continue to live with you, because you can give him the most haode living conditions, after all, Zhaozhao is also Wang Tao's child. As for Wang Ying's matter, I will persuade her to return to China as soon as possible, because the fact of feelings cannot be forced. Say hello to Wang Tao on my behalf, and I hope you and Wang Tao live well. - Bate"

After Wang Ying saw the email, her whole person was numb, she was both scared and helpless. She didn't want to believe what was in front of her, but it was happening.

For Wang Ying, the memory of Bet is too deep for her. She once desperately put herself in another country, just to follow her true love, but in the end, she was ruthlessly driven back to China by Bate.

At that time, Wang Ying didn't know that her sister Wang Tao also liked Bate, but she still lost to her sister, after all, Bate loved Wang Tao, and she herself didn't get a trace of pity.

Now, Wang Ying has lost her sister, lost Fang Wenke, and can't have Bert.

Wang Ying stumbled out of Liang Chengming's office, with a head of undigested truth. She walked down the hallway and saw Zhao Zhao sitting in the assistant's arms.

The moment she saw Zhaozhao, her feelings became complicated, and even she didn't know what it was like.

She felt that the omen at this time alluded to the memories of too many people, the shadows of too many people.

And Zhao Zhao was waving his little hands, and he screamed in a milky voice: "Auntie! Youngest maternal aunt! ”