Several people in suits and ties sat solemnly, with stacks of documents spread out on the table: "What we mean is that we suggest that you sign these documents. It will be good for each other and even better for Miss Song."
Song Wanwan's face turned pale. The house transfer document, the share waiver agreement, and the authority to change overseas properties were all properties in her name. After she graduated from college, these were the guarantees that she was superior to others. Now...
A female lawyer looked at the little girl's pale face and felt pity. She fell from a high place to a low place at a young age. She used to be surrounded by servants, but now there is no one around her to serve her: "Miss Song, you'd better sign it. From now on, you can
I changed my surname..." Many agreements that were in effect before will automatically become ineffective, which also shows that the little girl is ignorant and the gain outweighs the loss.
Who wants to change their name? Song Wanwan looked at the documents in front of her in disbelief. In just two days, two days that she thought were calm, her uncle did so many things behind her back and prepared so many things behind her back.
Uncle loves her, isn't it because she is cute, she is Wanwan, and she can make people happy: "If I don't sign, no one can let me sign. I am Song Wanwan, and I will be Song Wanwan all my life. I want to see uncle, let me
Meet uncle!"
"Miss Song, please calm down."
"I want to see my uncle."
"Mr. Song is very busy."
How could it be, when she wanted to see her uncle before, he was never busy: "Please, I want to see my uncle! Let me see my uncle."
What can they do to the people Mr. Song doesn't want to see? Their property has been recovered. It's better to look away from the little girl in front of them as soon as possible and gain some sympathy: "Ms. Song, calm down and don't get excited. In this way, you can think about it carefully.
, we will put the files here for you."
"I don't want! I don't want-"
"Ms. Song! Mr. Song said that based on the years of friendship, if you sign these agreements, you will naturally get a compensation, which will be enough for you to live a good life in the future."
She doesn't want a good life. The Song family is her family. Now her parents are just angry and venting their anger on her. When their anger is over, they will forgive her: "Go! Liars! You are all liars!" Adding insult to injury! Shameless
Good for her!
The lawyer was also helpless and conveyed his final words: "If you don't sign, Mr. Song will resort to legal action, and you will get nothing by then."
"You go, you go! Uncle won't do this to me..." Uncle won't...
"Ms. Song, please calm down and call us when you think about it. This is our business card." The lawyer was afraid that she would be held responsible for doing something extreme, so he quickly put down his business card and left.
"No, no way..." How could the uncle do this? The uncle loves him, he is not her daughter, and the uncle still loves her so much, so the uncle can only love her, not the so-called Song Dynasty.
The daughter of the family.
After so many years... is their preference for themselves fake? If their parents abandoned them, will their uncle abandon them too? They clearly love themselves and not their blood.
None of this is true, not real, everything still belongs to her...
V13 ward sedative! Quick! Notify family members!
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When Song Wanwan woke up again, she was transferred to the general ward.
Cao Xiurong sat in a wheelchair and looked at her daughter who woke up tremblingly: "I'm awake... Do you want to drink some water?"
Song Wanwan stared at the ceiling blankly, her mind filled with the information sent by the lawyer, and she didn't even realize where she was.
Cao Xiurong has also read those things. Although she can't understand the specifics, she can understand the words "house transfer". There are more than ten such documents in it, which clearly states that there will be no way for the children to survive. The Song family is so ruthless in doing things that they don't care at all.
Nian's relationship with his child: "Don't be angry... your grandma is still in the police station, and we don't have much money... Your dad wants you to save some money, so don't be angry..."
Dad?...Daddy couldn't stand her being wronged the most, and he would participate in every event she held since she was a child. However, in these agreements, there were also jewelry and real estate given to her by her father, even down to every bag and watch.
It’s just a bag! Does her father want to settle things with her? “Why do you let me live here!”
Cao Xiurong was a little afraid of her: "Your grandma is in the Public Security Bureau... Can you cancel the report and let your grandma come back? Maybe she has money?"
Song Wanwan almost laughed angrily, and tears fell drop by drop. Her parents were so cruel. Couldn't they see her intention to help report the fraud? They actually said to her like this: "It's all your fault! Did you say something to irritate my parents?"
!”
Cao Xiurong felt very guilty when she thought of the things her mother-in-law could say with her eloquence.
"As expected, you said it! Haha! Well done to you! It's all your fault!"
"Wanwan, please calm down, Wanwan, the doctor said you can't take it anymore..."
"Shut up! Ah——"
Subconsciously, Cao Xiurong slapped Song Wanwan uncontrollably, and her spirit was shocked by the abuse. Cao Xiurong, who was not in good spirits, couldn't stop and slapped Song Wanwan with force! It was as if he was going to beat her to death.
Cao Xiurong's mental condition was not good to begin with. Her son's torture, Ye Man's shock, her mother-in-law's imprisonment, and her refusal to answer her calls. The daughter she had high hopes for was not as considerate as she thought, and she couldn't help but collapse.
Song Wanwan's shrill scream sounded!
There was chaos in the ward: "Doctor! Doctor! Something happened!"
When Cao Xiurong recovered, she looked at Song Wanwan, who had a bruised nose and face, tenderly: "It's all my mother's fault. Can you forgive my mother?"
People around him subconsciously stayed away from the family, and they were timid and immediately asked to be transferred to a ward.
Song Wanwan was wrapped in the quilt and shivering. She couldn't believe that she was beaten: "You go... you go..."
Dad Gu came back after paying the fee for his wife and looked at his cheap daughter on the bed: "What are you hiding from? Just get used to it. Ci Ci will never hide from you." It's just that after Ci Ci got bigger, his wife couldn't hit Ci Ci.
In ancient times, Ci Ci could still hug his wife to comfort her, and her mood could be soothed and calmed down quickly. Unlike now, she still has to drink medicine: "Squeamish! Just two hits! I'm not hitting you."
It’s only natural.”
Cao Xiurong couldn't bear it: "Stop saying a few words."
Song Wanwan looked at them taking it for granted. She was so excited that she wanted to scream, but she was so scared that she got into the quilt and trembled softly: "Mom...Mom..." Where are you...
…
Ye Man looked at Gu CiCi who came to class, immediately put aside the other students and greeted him, gentle and kind, careful of a lady: "Here he comes."
Everyone in the dance studio saw this and looked over.
Gu CiCi smiled politely and didn't have the heart to push away her gentleness, but she came to the dance department after school every day. Usually there was no one at this time, but today there were many seniors here: "Are you in class? I
Come back tomorrow." This sentence was said to Ms. Ye Man.
Ye Man shook his head hurriedly and pulled his daughter in attentively: "School is over, they are practicing here."
Gu CiCi quickly understood that they did not leave because Ms. Ye Man was there and wanted to be known.
Gu CiCi found an open space and stretched his muscles first.
Ye Man followed her and watched her stretch. It was the first time she saw her daughter practicing. The little girl was very serious and serious. No wonder Mr. Zheng Qiu accepted her as his apprentice. Although she started late, it was gratifying to see her.
Ye Man raised his legs and stretched with her daughter, invisibly correcting her crooked movements: "Where is your little boyfriend? Why didn't he follow you?" He didn't usually follow you. The few times she saw him, the child was always inseparable.
, although it is not good, but they are already boyfriend and girlfriend, and she has no position to say anything. Now she can only use it as a topic to bring the distance between the two.
"Is there something wrong in the laboratory?" She also learned that Lu Zhiyuan has six laboratories in this school. Rather than saying that he is in school, it is better to say that this is a more complete technical base. He spends most of his time in the laboratory.
Many new and updated things in the world come from several of his laboratories.
Lu Zhiyuan was worried about staying with her because of her affairs. There was a situation in the laboratory, but he did not go there. Although she felt that she had nothing to do, she was also very grateful to Lu Zhiyuan for his hard work during this time.
"Boys, you should still put your career first."
Gu CiCi nodded politely, slowly bent his waist, and soon felt an extra hand on his waist.
Ye Man held her firmly and said in a serious voice: "Continue, don't just try it. Go to the limit and let me see how flexible it is."
Gu CiCi doesn't pursue these things. She just learns casually, and her master doesn't teach her much. She just coaxes her children to play. Her senior brothers and sisters also value her talent in painting more: "I..."
"Continue." Ye Man's voice was calm, and he knelt on one knee on the cushion, with one hand behind his back and the other supporting her waist. His posture was elegant, beautiful and professional.
Gu CiCi's words of rejection were stuck in his throat, and he lowered his head invisibly seriously.
Ye Man waited until her waist reached a certain arc, then gently used his wrists to lift her up. He stood up, turned sideways, and tapped her toes. She was as light as a swallow. With just one movement of getting up, she was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.
.
I looked at the ancient poems blankly, it was so beautiful.
Seeing her dreaming gaze, Ye Man suddenly smiled and said in a flattering and cautious manner: "...Do you want to see it? I'll dance a song for you..."
She dances like a colorful phoenix into the clouds, as light as a feather, as ethereal as a fairy. Ye Man is called a contemporary master. There is no moisture at all. Her dance is of great ornamental value. You can see the strength in the gentleness, and appreciate the brightness in the posture.
The movement of the moon is not large, but it moves like clouds and flowing water, like a treasure, like a Dunhuang mural, slowly unfolding, vigorous and gorgeous.