"Then I guess I will inherit the mantle of Dr. Liang soon." Song Xiang poured a glass of champagne and took a sip, "It's time for you to enjoy a happy life."
Ordinary people would be happy when they heard this, but Mrs. Liang couldn't. She had been suppressed by women outside for many years. Recently, Director Liang almost didn't go home and kept silent about his son. Instead, he treated that bitch's child
Taking it with her, she could not sleep day and night because of this matter.
After Song Xiang finished speaking, she couldn't even make a fake smile.
Just when I had nothing to say, there was a faint sound coming from a few tables in the distance.
Song Xiang and Mrs. Liang raised their heads at the same time and looked into the distance.
"Who is this? I've never seen him before." Song Xiang pretended not to know and turned to ask Mrs. Liang.
Mrs. Liang clenched her hands, her face turned pale with anger, and her lips trembled.
Before she could get up, the lady who had just appeared came over accompanied by a young lady.
"Mr. Song, this is... Mrs. Liang."
Song Xiang stood up quickly with a smile on her face, "What a coincidence, they are all Mrs. Liang."
As she said that, she looked at Mrs. Liang next to her, indicating that she wanted to introduce her.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Liang suddenly stood up, raised her wine glass and smashed it over.
"Mrs. Liang? I'm not dead yet, and you have the nerve to come out and show off?"
With a bang, the wine glass shattered, and all eyes in the room focused on it.
Song Xiang showed no fault and hurriedly grabbed Mrs. Liang, but was thrown away.
The noble lady who suddenly appeared was very calm and spoke with a smile: "This is Mr. Song's bureau, why bother to make it difficult for others."
After saying that, he didn't care about the looks in the audience at all and raised the champagne towards Song Xiang.
Song Xiang looked embarrassed and turned to look at Mrs. Liang, "You..."
Mrs. Liang's face turned red and white, she staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, people around her supported her.
She took the bag with trembling hands, shook off the hands of the people around her, knocked Song Xiang away and walked out.
There was a sigh of relief in the room.
The noble lady still wanted to talk to Song Xiang, but Song Xiang just smiled faintly, then took her bag and chased her out, with people talking behind her.
She walked quickly as she got out of the car and soon caught up with Mrs. Liang around the corner.
"Aunt Liang."
There was no one around, so she changed her name. The woman who was walking holding on to the wall stopped and turned around with difficulty.
Song Xiang hurried up and helped the person sit down in the nearby lounge.
"What's going on? Are you having trouble with the person just now?"
Mrs. Liang had just sat down and when she heard her question, she couldn't hold herself any longer and cried uncontrollably.
"She is the woman my husband raised outside."
Song Xiang covered his mouth, very surprised, "This..."
"This bitch is shameless. Even if he lived outside before, he has never been to such an occasion."
For people like them, there is no one who can't bring things to light. She was forced to have no choice but to keep her face.
With so many people watching just now, the bitch calling herself Mrs. Liang really tore off her last fig leaf.
Song Xiang just pretended that he didn't know the inside story, patted Mrs. Liang's back and listened quietly to her crying.
After a while, she sighed: "Then why don't you get divorced?"
Mrs. Liang was silent, covering her face with her hands, "Divorce is too expensive. Originally, all this belongs to my son. If we get divorced, at least half of it will go out."
"But..." Song Xiang stopped talking and sighed: "If the time is longer, won't even half of it be gone?"