Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Seeing Weng Huizhu's furious look, Wen Yizhen pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes filled with success.

Weng Huizhu walked up to Shi Sheng and grabbed Shi Sheng's suitcase.

After enduring it for three years, Shi Sheng didn't want to endure it anymore. She held on to the tow bar of the suitcase and refused to let go.

"You let me go!"

"I told you that these are all my own things, you have no right to inspect them!"

Shi Sheng raised his voice and stared at Weng Huizhu with cold eyes, "If you do this again, I will call the police."

Wen Yizhen watched the show from the sidelines. She would soon be the mistress of the Song family. She would never let Shi Sheng take away any of the things that belonged to her!

Inadvertently catching a glimpse of Song Wenjing who was coming in, Wen Yizhen immediately went to start a fight, with an eager look on her face, "Sister Shi Sheng, let go quickly, how could you do anything to my aunt."

In the chaos, she took the opportunity to push Weng Huizhu to the ground.

"Ouch..."

Weng Huizhu fell to the ground and let out a cry of pain.

Song Wenjing saw the chaotic scene as soon as he entered the door. He strode forward and helped Weng Huizhu up, "Mom, are you okay?"

"Sister Shi Sheng, how can you push Auntie away? You are really going too far!" Wen Yizhen saw the opportunity and pointed at Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then she immediately realized what she was doing. She looked at Wen Yizhen coldly, "You were the one who pushed me just now!"

Wen Yi Zhen looked aggrieved and her eyes immediately turned red, "Sister Shi Sheng, how could you turn around and frame me."

In the confusion, Weng Huizhu didn't notice who pushed her, but she had already determined in her heart that it was Shi Sheng who did it. She immediately stood up and spoke for Wen Yizhen, "Shi Sheng, you were the one who pushed me down just now! You still have this look in your eyes Do you have me as your mother-in-law?"

Song Wenjing's eyes fell on Shi Sheng, her brows furrowed.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Sister Shi Sheng came back to pack her luggage today. My aunt just wanted to check her suitcase, but I didn't expect Sister Shi Sheng's reaction to be so big. Not only did she have an argument with her, she even pushed her to the ground just now. Wen Yizhen Shi Ning accused Shi Ning angrily.

Weng Huizhu also added insult to injury, "This kind of woman is not worthy of being the daughter-in-law of our Song family!"

Song Wenjing only heard that Shi Sheng came back to pack her luggage. He looked at her with complicated eyes and said in a dry voice, "Where are you going?"

He thought she was just casually talking about the divorce, but he didn't expect that she actually wanted to leave.

"It has nothing to do with you where I go." Shi Sheng did not look at Song Wenjing.

She knelt down and packed the scattered clothes into the suitcase. "Now that the inspection is complete, can I go?"

When Shi Sheng dragged her suitcase and passed by Song Wenjing, he suddenly reached out and held her wrist, "I don't agree with the divorce!"

"Then we will have to meet in court."

Shi Sheng struggled to free her hand. Her expression was as calm as ever, but her hands were trembling slightly in the corner where no one was prying.

Song Wenjing's dark eyes looked at her for a moment, and the pain in his eyes flashed away, "Even if it goes to court, I will not agree to divorce."

Shi Sheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Wenjing, as if meeting him for the first time.

She didn't know that this man, the president of a listed company, was so unfaithful!

She didn't understand, since he didn't love her, why should he imprison her and not let her go?

In his heart, does he think she is his dog? It comes as soon as you call it and goes away as soon as you wave it!

Just when she was about to speak, Wen Yizhen suddenly stepped forward and took his arm, "Brother Wen Jing, since Sister Shi Sheng wants to divorce you, it means that her heart is no longer with you, so why do you have to force it. "

She said coquettishly, looking at Shi Sheng with eyes full of provocation.

Shi Sheng said in a pale voice, "Song Wenjing, even if we get divorced, I wish you will never be happy!"

Song Wenjing pushed Wen Yizhen away, quickly stepped forward and grabbed her arm again, "Shi Sheng, stop making trouble. I can promise you that asking you to donate blood will never happen again."

Shi Sheng wanted to pull away his hand, but his grip was so tight that he couldn't break free.

"Song Wenjing, let go!"

"She asked you to let go!" Shi Qingchen's clear voice was a bit cold and stern.

Everyone looked towards the door.

Song Wenjing frowned and narrowed her cold eyes slightly, "Why did Mr. Shi come to my house?"

Thinking of seeing Shi Sheng get into his car with his own eyes that day, the man's eyes became a little sharp.

"Of course I came here with Shengsheng."

Shi Qingchen's eyes fell on Song Wenjing's hand holding Shi Sheng, his eyes dimmed, and he said coldly, "Mr. Song, he just asked you to let go, didn't you hear?"

Sheng Sheng?

He actually called her so intimately!

Song Wenjing said with a cold face, "This is a matter between us husband and wife, there is no need for you to interfere!"

Hearing this, Shi Qingchen chuckled lightly, with sarcasm in his eyes, "Really? But my Shengsheng is about to divorce you."

After saying that, he looked sideways at Shi Sheng and said, "Shengsheng, come here, I will take you home."

Shi Sheng was about to walk to him, but Song Wenjing's grip on her hand suddenly tightened. She frowned in pain, "Song Wenjing, let me go!"