After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

I'm just not willing to give in.

I really want to trample him under my feet and make him kneel down and beg me.

It seems that only in that way will I feel happy.

But I don't have the ability.

If my father knew that I was kicked out of the house by Fu Yanshen, he would definitely get sick again, and he would definitely ask me to please him and cater to him.

I don’t know if I’m still of any use to Fu Yanshen, or if he will divorce me immediately. If we divorce, my dad will have to worry about growing old again.

Just thinking about it makes me feel aggrieved and powerless.

It happened to be Luo Luo's birthday, and my family has a good relationship with the Song family, so I hid in Luo Luo's place to help her celebrate her birthday.

Luoluo's birthday party was held at a resort on the outskirts of the Song family. Supercars gathered in the parking lot.

In the villa, the princes and princesses from Beijing were drinking, singing, playing cards and games, and it was a bustling scene.

I sat in the corner, drinking wine alone, listening to several ladies and ladies gossiping about me.

I knew before that the marriage of a bodyguard to me, the princess of Beijing, has always been a hotly discussed topic in the circle.

No one was optimistic about this marriage, and the ladies all regarded me as a negative example. Later, I was abandoned by Fu Yanshen, and I was considered a favored one.

It also taught them a profound lesson——

To marry, you still have to be a good match.

"I heard that she is getting divorced. She has been out to socialize frequently recently. Is she looking for her next wife?"

"Her? What kind of young master would be the one to take over? I heard that her consort was still raising a little one outside, so he kicked her out of the house... Apart from being a good fetus, she is really useless."

The person who said this was Qin Lulu, Muye's financial sponsor in his previous life.

"Shh... Lulu, stop talking, she can hear you."

A short distance away, Qin Lulu rolled her eyes at me, and my gaze just happened to hit me. I raised my glass, smiled at her and nodded.

She smiled coquettishly and looked away.

I raised my head and took a sip of strong wine to drown out the mixed feelings in my heart.

"Luoluo, Luoluo, I heard that Brother Sinan has returned to China. Has he come to the villa?"

At this time, Miss Xu's family saw Luo Luo approaching and asked excitedly.

When Song Sinan was mentioned, the attention of the unmarried princesses present was all attracted, and their eyes shone.

The grandson of the Song eldest son of a wealthy family in Beijing, he is an aloof male god who combines beauty and talent. The point is, he is also famous but has no owner.

None of the single girls here want to marry him.

"Boss, he's here. He's in the tea room." Luoluo said in a loud voice.

Hearing this, the princesses were beaming with excitement.

"What are you excited about? Brother Si Nan, he likes quietness and likes elegance. He will not come here to join in the fun." Qin Lulu raised her voice to dampen everyone's interest.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Song Sinan came down the milky white spiral staircase.

The male idol is wearing a well-tailored dark suit, with a white shirt buttoned to the top rigorously. He has a neat and delicate jaw line, clear eyebrows, and an alienating temperament.

I clearly heard the breathless admiration of the princesses.

As he approached, they became more reserved. The young masters also stopped having fun, and all of them greeted the male god humbly and politely.

The male god nodded slightly in greeting, elegant and polite.

"Brother Si Nan, you're here!" Qin Lulu came forward happily and shouted sweetly.

Song Sinan nodded in greeting and was about to pass her.

Qin Lulu blocked him again and handed him a glass of red wine, "Brother Si Nan, we haven't seen each other for a long time, I want to toast you."

"Sorry, I don't drink."

Song Sinan refused expressionlessly.

"Then, champagne——"

Before Qin Lulu gave up, Song Sinan had already bypassed her and walked towards Luoluo.

"Brother Nan——"

A group of girls greeted him, but he still looked polite but distant.

What kind of perfect goddess can be worthy of a male god like him?

My eyes wandered among the wealthy ladies, while I picked up the wine glass on the short table.

"I've just been discharged from the hospital. Drink less."

"What happened to the finger?"

I touched the air, and a gentle male voice came from above, and the faint smell of incense lingered on the tip of my nose.

When I looked up, I saw the male god sitting on the armrest of my sofa at some point. He lowered his head and looked at me, smiling with a clear and charming smile.

At the same time, I also felt countless pairs of envious eyes.

"Brother Si Nan." I shouted with a smile, admiring him in my heart.

It's like returning to the long-ago girlhood.

"My hand was broken due to a nail polish." I remembered his question and quickly added.

Several of my fingers were covered in Band-Aids.

Song Sinan took a glass of orange juice from the waiter's tray and handed it to me, and said warmly: "Why don't you drink alcohol? It's easy to get inflammation. Are you in a bad mood?"

"When I was on the second floor, I saw that you had been drinking."

he said again.

Why does he care about me so much?

I felt flattered.

I remember that he used to be as cold and cold to me as he was to other girls, and he was even particularly harsh. I used to be punished by him a lot in the drama club.

He was also the president of the student union. Once I jumped over the wall to skip class and go out to play, but he blocked me.

At that time, I finally climbed up the wall and was excited. When I saw him standing underneath, I was so frightened that I fell off the wall.

Fortunately, he caught me in time.

That time, I was punished by him to write a 5,000-word self-criticism in the student union. From dusk to dawn, he kept watching me write.

I came back to my senses from the distant memory, remembered his question, shook my head slightly, and said carelessly: "This is what I'm good at."

"By the way, let's use juice instead of wine. Thank you Brother Sinan for helping me investigate the driving recorder last time."

I am grateful to him from the bottom of my heart.

If it hadn't been for him, not only would I have been raped online, but Makino's future would have been affected by me.

"This kind of thing is easy, don't be polite to me." He smiled slightly, picked up a glass of red wine, and clinked glasses with me.

With little effort...

Even so, Fu Yanshen would never think of helping me investigate and clear my name.

On the contrary, even Song Sinan, who is not very familiar with him, can think of it.

And Ji Yan, thought of helping me investigate the brake failure...

Such a comparison makes it even more apparent that Fu Yanshen is ruthless and unkind to me.

While I was drinking orange juice, I felt a strong gaze. When I looked over, I saw Qin Lulu looking over here with jealous eyes.

"Didn't Brother Si Nan say that he doesn't drink? He was drinking with Qiao Qiao..."

I heard murmurs.

No wonder Qin Lulu had that look in her eyes, she had just been refused a toast by Song Sinan.

I glanced at her lightly, not taking her seriously.

As for the difference between Song Sinan and me, of course it is because we have a cooperative relationship.

In the evening there is a bonfire party.

I was pulled by Luoluo to dance in a circle, and I was sweating all over. I was tired and happy at the same time.

She also asked me to dance for the second round, but I refused. I sat in a chair not far away and watched them dance.

A gust of autumn night wind blew by, evaporating the sweat, and I shivered.

At this moment, a warm breath enveloped me, mixed with the faint ascetic breath of burning incense.

I have an extra trench coat on my shoulders.

"The wind is picking up, be careful of catching a cold."

I raised my head and met the handsome face of the male god with a faint smile.

"Thank you, Brother Si Nan!" I wrapped my coat tightly and smiled at him.

At the same time, I felt a sharp gaze staring at me.

A chill ran down my spine and I turned my head subconsciously.

I saw a tall figure walking out of the shadow of the trees, and by the light of the bonfire, his face became clearer and clearer...