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

Shi Sheng's heart trembled, but he didn't expect that it was really Wen Yizhen's handiwork.

Before she could think about it, Wen Yizhen rushed to the hospital. There were still scratches on her legs from being pushed away by the man just now.

At this time, my eyes were filled with tears and my face was full of pear blossoms.

"Brother Wen Jing, can you forgive Zhen Zhen? I...I am still pregnant with your child."

Song Wenjing's eyebrows were tinged with anger, and her brown eyes were cold.

"Don't think that I don't know what you instructed at the Chamber of Commerce dinner, and the last time Shi Sheng was in danger in the middle of the night, it must have been your handiwork!"

Wen Yizhen's expression froze, her body that was about to fall on the man froze, and her face turned pale: "No...that's not the case. There must be some misunderstanding among brother Wen Jing."

Song Wenjing closed her eyes in disgust, stopped looking at Wen Yizhen, and uttered cold words: "Get out! Don't appear in the Song family again!"

When the woman heard this, she went crazy and begged the man: "Brother Wen Jing, don't drive me away."

Shi Sheng watched this scene with cold eyes, showing no sympathy for Wen Yizhen's experience.

There was a noise at the door, and she frowned and looked towards the door.

"Son! Are you okay? Why didn't you tell mom?"

Weng Huizhu rushed in in a hurry, with tears still hanging on her face. As soon as she came in, she was dumbfounded and looked at the scene in the ward.

"Zhen Zhen! Why are you sitting on the ground? You are still pregnant with the child. Get up."

She pulled Wen Yizhen up with a look of love on her face, turned her eyes to the side, and saw Shi Sheng.

Her eyes turned cold: "You bitch, why are you here! You bastard, if my son wouldn't have been injured because he wasn't protecting you, you must give me an explanation! Pay compensation!"

Shi Sheng took it out impatiently, his ears hurt because of Weng Huizhu's sharp voice.

"Ms. Weng, I think it would be better for you to investigate the truth first and then come back. Will the crystal chandelier in the banquet hall fall for no reason?"

Shi Sheng sneered, his eyes mocking: "Why don't you ask the good daughter-in-law you like and let her tell you how it works."

Weng Huizhu's face turned dark and she said angrily: "You are so slanderous!"

Song Wenjing on the side frowned and said calmly: "Mom, I have asked someone to investigate this matter, and it was Wen Yizhen who did it."

Weng Huizhu looked in disbelief and turned to Wen Yizhen: "Zhenzhen, you really did this!"

Wen Yizhen, who had been protected by Weng Huizhu, was still a little proud, but now she was asked this question by Weng Huizhu, and her face became a little stiff.

"No...I, I do it all for the sake of the child in my belly!"

When she heard about the child, Weng Huizhu's eyes flashed with a fierce look on her face: "That's right, Zhen Zhen is just for the child. Shi Sheng, you bitch, you can't lay eggs yourself, so you are going to frame Zhen Zhen!"

Song Wenjing suppressed her anger, her eyes darkened, and she spoke to Weng Huizhu: "Mom, let's not say whether the child in her belly is mine. Just because she wants to harm others, I will never marry her!"

When Wen Yizhen heard this, she opened her eyes wide in disbelief, gritted her teeth, and stared at Shi Sheng with hatred in her eyes.

It's all this bitch!

The talented brother Wen Jing cannot marry him!

She must make Shi Sheng pay the price with blood!

The doctor who came to check the ward over there looked embarrassed when he saw this scene, and looked at Shi Sheng and Song Wenjing with embarrassment.

Song Wenjing winked at the doctor, who came in with a serious face.

"Patients' family members please don't make any noise in the ward, as it will affect the patient's rest."

Weng Huizhu and Wen Yizhen originally wanted to say something, but they were afraid that it would affect Song Wenjing's recovery, so they could only leave in despair.

Before leaving, Weng Huizhu looked at her own face and snorted coldly at Shi Sheng: "You will never enter the door of our Song family again in this life. Our family only has one daughter-in-law, Zhenzhen. Don't think about the distribution of the Song family's property." You’re a dime!”

Seeing Weng Huizhu leave, Shi Sheng couldn't help but roll his eyes, Song family? She really doesn't care.