Mrs. Song couldn't accept it and shouted: "Fake! This will must be fake!"
Lawyer Cheng said solemnly: "If Mrs. Song suspects that there is something wrong with the will, she can report it to the relevant departments. The will has been announced. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
Lawyer Cheng specifically greeted Murong Rong, stood up and left.
Murong Rong was too lazy to stay for a long time and stood up immediately to leave.
Lin Yawei, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't bear it and rushed over: "Murong Rong, what trick did you use to make the old man give you the shares!"
Murong Rong looked at Lin Yawei's distorted face and couldn't explain how she felt. She said lightly: "Maybe it's because I am the grandson-in-law of the Song family's Ming matchmaker."
After you finish speaking, don’t stop anymore,
Lin Yawei was not willing to let Murong Rong go. However, before she could make a move, the people from the second room had already stopped her.
Mrs. Song's second wife sent Murong Rong away with a smile as bright as a spring breeze, her attitude was more kind than towards her own daughter.
Mrs. Song looked at Mrs. Song as if she was a psychopath trying to please Murong Rong.
After all, Song Chuhe had a clear mind. Looking at Murong Rong's mother who kept scolding her, he frowned and said, "Okay! If you continue to scold Murong Rong and make Murong Rong join forces with his second wife, I, the president of the Song family, will do it all.
Got it!"
…
It was already past ten o'clock when Murong Rong returned to the hospital. An An was already very sleepy, but she still tried hard not to fall asleep.
When she saw Murong Rong coming back, she immediately showed a big smile: "Mommy..."
"Go to sleep."
Murong Rong held her daughter in her arms and smelled her mother's sweet scent, and An An quickly fell asleep.
Murong Rong held her daughter's thin body and looked at her sleeping face, the expression on her pretty face suddenly became very complicated.
She never thought that she would still be involved with the Song family. Since she was divorced, she should separate and live happily.
Murong Rong was pretending something was wrong and didn't sleep very peacefully, and Rong Jiuci didn't sleep particularly well either.
Chen Chen's words kept echoing in his ears: "Aunt Mu didn't say anything. An An told me that she and Aunt Mu were kicked out by daddy. Now Aunt Mu has burned her hand."
After being kicked out, did you still get your hands burned?
When I saw Murong Rong last night, her hands seemed to be wrapped in bandages.
Rong Jiuci finally couldn't help it, got up and left the ward, going downstairs.
He said in his heart that he just went over to check on An An. How could Murong Rong take care of the child if he was still trying to show off his strength even though he was injured.
As soon as he walked to the door of the ward, Rong Jiuci heard a man's voice coming from the room.
Song Chuhe said: "Rong Rong, you have had enough temper. Just go home. Even if you want to be angry, you have to take care of your child. Do you really bear the thought of her not having a father at such a young age?"
Rong Jiuci's hand, which was about to push open the door, suddenly stopped.
In the room, Song Chuhe continued: "Rong Rong, let's stop making trouble, okay?"
As he spoke, he hugged Murong Rong into his arms, but Murong Rong did not struggle.
Rong Jiuci saw this scene through the glass window on the door, his handsome face suddenly sank, and his eyes were covered with frost.
People in the corridor were shocked by the coldness on Rong Jiuci's body and automatically avoided him.
He looked at it coldly for a long time, but after all, he didn't open the door and walked in. He turned around and strode away.
Rong Jiuci got into the car and saw the brown paper bag. Thinking of Huo Yanshen's words, he took out the information inside.
He opened it and saw clearly written on it that Murong Rong married Song Chuhe five years ago and gave birth to a son named Nan Nan.
As for the little girl An An, there is not a word mentioned in the information from beginning to end.
Rong Jiuci suddenly laughed, his handsome face filled with awe. Murong Rong was the only one who dared to treat him like a fool when he was so big.
That’s great!
In the ward.
Murong Rong was checking the message Li Yuxin sent her, and Song Chuhe's hypocritical words were completely ignored by her.
Suddenly, she was hugged by Song Chuhe. When she realized what she was doing, she pushed Song Chuhe away without hesitation.
Her eyes happened to sweep past the door of the room, and she saw a figure passing by the door of the ward. It looked like it belonged to Chen Chen's father. The next second, she denied her thoughts.
Rong Jiuci's rejection and wariness of her were very clear last night. In his heart, she was a woman with evil intentions. How could he come to see her so early in the morning?
"Rong Rong..." Song Chuhe was a little dissatisfied, and his voice was full of warning: "You should stop it. Even if I were your husband, I would not tolerate you endlessly!"
Murong Rong only thought it was funny and said with a sneer: "Husband? Mr. Song, have you forgotten that you and I have divorced? From the moment we got the divorce certificate, you and I have nothing to do with each other. From now on, men and women will marry separately.
coherent."
Song Chuhe's face turned ugly, and he said angrily: "Murong Rong, you are planning to take my Song family's shares to marry someone else! Are you worthy of me and grandpa by doing this?"
Murong Rong was unmoved: "If Mr. Song has finished speaking, you can leave."
"You!" Song Chuhe was a little annoyed and softened his tone: "Rongrong, as long as you obediently give me your shares, it is not impossible for me to remarry you. Don't forget, you are a woman who has given birth to a child, even if you bring her
How can you marry into a good family with shares? It's better to get back together with me, I am An An's dad after all. You know this is the best for the child."
After Song Chuhe finished speaking, he left.
Murong Rong sat down on the bed, looking a little confused.
"Mommy." An An carefully walked out of the room inside, climbed into her arms, looked at her worriedly, and said softly: "Mommy, An An doesn't want a daddy, as long as she has mommy, that's enough."
"Okay. I just want my daughter." Murong Rong hugged her daughter tightly, her body gradually relaxed, but her expression became more determined.
She would not get back together with Song Chuhe, not to mention his two illegitimate children with Lin Yawei. Just seeing that he had no fatherly feelings for An An these years, she knew that Song Chuhe was not only not someone she could trust for life, but also not a good father.
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Song Chuhe returned home full of anger.
Mrs. Song, who had been waiting in the living room, saw Song Chuhe coming back alone, and couldn't help asking: "Where is Murong Rong? Why didn't you see her?"
The anger in Song Chuhe's heart could no longer be suppressed, and he roared angrily: "Is grandpa just sick and confused? He actually handed over such an important share to this woman Murong Rong! Now she only thinks about remarrying with the shares of the Song family!"
"How can this be done? If Murong Rong really gets married, our Song family's face will be completely lost!"
Mrs. Song was also very angry. She rolled her eyes and said: "Murong Rong will definitely come to your grandfather's 100-day memorial ceremony. If everyone finds out that you have gone to bed with her, Murong Rong will not remarry you even if he doesn't want to."
No more."
Song Chuhe's eyes lit up: "Mom, you still have a way."
The mother and son were discussing and did not notice the figure standing in the corner.
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