He Ye Domineering: Reborn Rich and Sweet Wife

"Song Niannian, I used to really love you..." Wen Shaolian's expression showed a trace of pain, "Even though I know your past, I still choose to love you, and I try not to touch your past wounds, Because I want to be with you well."

"But... in the end, you gave up on me yourself."

He broke free from Song Niannian's hand and slowly got up.

Song Niannian's hands were empty, as if he had lost something all of a sudden, he quickly hugged Wen Shaolian's legs, not letting him leave.

"No, I didn't give up on you. If I had given up on you, I wouldn't have given birth to a child. I love you. I didn't give up on you. Don't worry..."

She was weeping bitterly, she was in a state of embarrassment at the moment, as humble as an ant on the ground, no... she is not even as good as an ant now.

However, Wen Shaolian never wanted to turn her into an ant, it was what she wanted.

"I am very grateful to you for giving birth to a child. When you came back, I was already planning to give up Keren."

"Although I have feelings for her, we also had a good time. Since you came back and gave birth to our child, I am willing to raise the child with you, although we may not have the same relationship as before. Such feelings, but before you hurt Keren, I never thought of leaving you."

"It was you who cut off your own retreat."

"Song Niannian, I am not mine five years ago, and you are not who you were five years ago."

Song Niannian burst into tears after hearing this.

"I……"

"I……"

She couldn't say a complete sentence, she was wrong, wrong step, wrong step, she was wrong from the beginning.

She obviously had such a beautiful love, and Wen Shaolian once loved her like that, but she gave up this feeling with her own hands.

So what for five years, so what for ten years, from the moment she chose to feign death, she was already wrong.

Wen Shaolian left Ren's house, and Song Niannian was still sitting on the ground, crying so hard that he lost his voice.

Song Yiyi walked up to Song Niannian with a cane, and beat her with a cane, "It's the daughter of the Song family, crying like this in someone else's house, what does it look like?"

She looked at Song Niannian, frowning tightly. If it wasn't for the inconvenient legs, she would have pulled Song Niannian up long ago.

She secretly saw everything that happened upstairs. Song Niannian, who was so muddy that he couldn't support the wall, insisted on hanging from a tree. Song Yiyi was angry and distressed, but she didn't know what to do for Song Niannian. order something.

Song Niannian raised her head, her face was covered with tears, her red and swollen eyes were full of despair.

Song Yiyi reluctantly squatted down, pulling her arm to pull her up.

Song Niannian's body was like mud on the ground, and he couldn't pull it up no matter what.

Song Yiyi was sweating a little on her forehead, seeing her like this, she gave up.

"Forget it, I can't control you."

"I don't care if you live or die, but Yinuo is your son. If you die, he can wait to die. I won't care about him!"

Hearing Song Yiyi mention Song Yinuo, a crack appeared in Song Niannian's desperate eyes.

"Yinuo..."

"It's mom who's sorry for you..."

"Since you know I'm sorry for Yinuo, then stand up by yourself, aren't you a man? Why are you like this?" Song Niannian tried to pull Song Niannian up again.

This time, Song Niannian exerted a little strength on his own, and stood up unsteadily.

"Sister...you only have one life, cherish it well. Yinuo chose to come to you because I hope you, a mother, treat him well."

Song Yiyi looked at Song Niannian in front of her, and at the same time felt distressed, she hated iron for being weak.

Song Niannian didn't say a word, just wept, as if she wanted to cry all the tears in her life.

Song Yiyi helped her sit down on the sofa in the living room, "Alright..."

On the second floor, Mu Qianlan watched the scene quietly, her eyes slightly narrowed.

Back in the room, Mu Qianlan talked about this matter with He Chengze, "Before I felt that Song Yiyi and Song Niannian had a very close relationship, but I always felt that they are not real sisters, so the relationship will not be good."

"But just now I saw Song Yiyi treating Song Niannian like she was sincere."

That time, Song Yiyi accompanied Zhang Huilin to go shopping and bought children's clothes for boys. At that time, she had such a guess, but she just thought it was very strange. It's really strange that the daughter of the Song family has such a good relationship between two people with such identities.

He Chengze said: "Actually, it's hard to have a standard for this kind of thing. From our point of view, they are not real sisters, and Song Niannian's status is embarrassing. Song Yiyi, who is a rich lady, looks down on her and even hates her."

"But some things are uncertain. The Song family is just a steamer. We can't guess what's in it."

There are many grievances and grievances among wealthy families, and there are many absurd things anyway, not to mention wealthy families, even ordinary people, there are many absurd things, and Zhang Yimeng's family is one of them.

"Hey..." Mu Qianlan sighed softly, thinking of Chen Keren's appearance when he left, she felt very uncomfortable, "If I had known, I wouldn't have called Brother Shaolian here today."

"As long as the matter between him and Song Niannian is not resolved, he will be a ticking time bomb. I think Song Niannian is in a daze and has persecution paranoia. Whenever he sees a cute person, he will go crazy."

He Chengze expressed no solution to this matter.

"There are difficulties in collecting less, so we don't have to worry about these things."

Mu Qianlan nodded and suddenly threw herself into his arms.

She drank some wine today, she was a little tipsy, and her breath smelled faintly of wine.

He Chengze hugged her waist and pecked her lips.

"drunk?"

Mu Qianlan shook her head, "No, I just feel a little dizzy and want to sleep."

She lay on He Chengze's chest, and when she closed her eyes, she became dizzy.

Sleepiness struck, He Chengze didn't bother her, and patted her on the back lightly, like coaxing a child.

Mu Qianlan fell asleep soon, and He Chengze carried her to bed, covered her with the quilt, and went downstairs to pour a glass of water.

As soon as she came out of the kitchen, Song Yiyi came back from the outside.

When she saw He Chengze, she was slightly surprised, and her eyes lit up quickly.

"Brother Chengze!" Song Yiyi limped towards He Chengze.

He Chengze frowned slightly, Song Yiyi's legs and feet were inconvenient, but her walking speed was not inferior to normal people, as if she was a little slower, He Chengze was about to fly away.

"Brother Chengze, I want to drink water too, can you pour me a glass?" She looked at He Chengze. He was only wearing thin silk pajamas, and his hair was a little messy, but this did not affect his charm at all. Add a little laziness.

It wasn't once or twice that He Chengze disliked her. Ever since he had Mu Qianlan, he never had a good look at women who approached him proactively.