Chapter 7: Fiasco
"I'm sorry, I can't help you." Song Annuan was about to hang up the phone as she spoke.
Song Dechang's angry voice roared from the receiver of the phone, "Song Annuan, if it weren't for my Song family, would you be able to marry the Mu family as a young grandmother and live so happily?" I have helped you take care of your mother all these years, and the sick seedling that your sister gave birth to, how much effort and manpower did it cost me? ”
Song Annuan's face was cold, "My mother is your wife, and the little pudding is your own granddaughter!" ”
"I divorced your mother a long time ago, and you were all awarded to your mother, and I have no obligation to take care of your mother." Song Dechang said ruthlessly, "I'll give you a day, you let Si Han transfer five million to my account, otherwise you don't want to have a good life." ”
The other end hung up after saying that.
His father, Song Dechang, was the youngest son of the Song family, who did not do his job properly when he was young, and was also involved in gambling, so he lost miserably in the family succession war.
Later, when she was only three years old, she and her twin sister were kicked out of the Song family's mansion with their mother, and watched her father lead her lover and illegitimate son who had just turned one year old into the door.
After that, they had nothing to do with the Song family.
Until two years ago......
"I'll go first." Mu Sihan's magnetic voice interrupted Song Annuan's thoughts, "As long as Weiwei's mother and son are okay, you don't have to worry about anything, even if you divorce in the future, I won't treat you badly." ”
There was a vague threat in this seemingly comforting word.
Without looking at Song Annuan any more, the man opened the door of the ward and walked away with a steady step.
*
"An Nuan, help your dad!"
In the evening, the phone call from her mother, Li Cuiwen, came.
"Anyway, he is your biological father, he has not had an easy time over the years, your grandfather gave all the property of the Song family to your uncle's family, your father relied on that small company to support, your father has secretly helped your mother a lot in private over the years, if it weren't for your mother's illness, your father's company would not have had an accident, and they all complained about their mother."
"Your father said that if you don't help him this time, he won't care about his mother in the future, you married into the Mu family for two years and didn't give birth to a son and a half daughter, you were busy treating the little pudding all day long, not to mention, and asked Si Han to donate bone marrow, the Mu family must be dissatisfied with you, and your mother can't drag you down anymore."
"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Because he was a little emotional, Li Cuiwen's violent = coughing sound came from the other end of the phone, "...... An Nuan, Mom, please help your dad this time. ”
"Mom!" Song Annuan was a little helpless.
As soon as I answered my mother's call, my father's call came again.
"An Nuan, Dad was a little excited during the day, he didn't mean to target you, it was Dad who was engaged in by those debt collectors." Song Dechang said in a kind tone, "Dad has already explained to Si Han for you, he said that the check is ready, let you go over and get it." ”
"Just send it over tonight, you still have to take care of the little pudding during the day, and you can't be busy."
*
The night is enchanting and the stars are twinkling.
A dark luxury car drove smoothly in the twilight, with neon lights on both sides.
Mu Sihan drove quietly, and the little guy in the rearview mirror fell asleep on Tang Manwei's shoulder with his eyes closed.
Long eyelashes, a pretty little nose, and a cute little mouth, like a delicate and precious oriental porcelain doll.
The man glanced at his son's sleeping appearance, and the smile on his lips deepened.
The car drove into Tang Manwei's villa, and the man was afraid of waking up his son and lowered his voice and said, "It's late, you can go in with the ball, and I will come to see you tomorrow." ”
"Mu Shao, stay here tonight, Qiuqiu asks you the first thing when he wakes up every morning, today is Qiuqiu's birthday, you can fulfill Qiuqiu's little wish." Tang Manwei asked softly.
"I have something to do in a while, come in quickly, don't catch a cold."
Mu Sihan returned to the company to take care of some more work, and by the time he returned to his private residence, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.
Seeing the woman standing outside the villa, the man pressed the remote control button expressionlessly, drove past Song Annuan, who had been waiting for several hours, and entered the slowly open openwork door.