After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of my scumbag husband

Su Nanqing smiled and comforted her: "It's no big deal. This time Song Jiaqi committed suicide, the Song family will put all the blame on me, especially Song Jiaqi. She will definitely find a chance to attack me."

"In a few days, it will be Mr. Wang's birthday party. If she wants to do something to me, she will do it that night. Her favorite thing to do is to make me look bad in public and make herself a pitiful person."

"So, I want you to keep following her. I don't trust anyone else to go, so leave the matter of the ten models to me."

Qingyue understood: "Okay, Miss, I will keep a close eye on her."

Su Nanqing hung up the phone and looked at the relationship diagram on his notebook. The road ahead was becoming increasingly difficult.

But she is not afraid. If she lives again, she will snatch back all the connections that Song Jiaqi obtained by despicable means in her previous life and make them her helpers in this life.

After sorting out everything, Su Nanqing went to rest in a happy mood.

Lying on the soft big bed, she picked up her mobile phone and sent a message in the group.

[Brother, Grandpa, good night!]

Big Brother: [Qingbao, good night!]

Su Nanqing saw that his elder brother had replied to the message, then he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

She always leaves a bedside lamp on when she sleeps.

Her quiet sleeping face is beautiful under the light.

Su Nanqing slept peacefully, but Song Jiaqi was extremely worried.

Everything went against her plan ever since Su Nanqing woke up at her birthday party.

This made her very angry. After returning from the hospital, she had been arranging work in the room and checking for the person she wanted to find.

Mr. Wang’s birthday party is coming soon.

As for Shen Muqing, her people have already taken action in secret. Having lost the support of the Shen family, they absolutely cannot lose the support of the Wang family.

This time, it must succeed.

Since Shen Muqing couldn't be used by her, she had no choice but to kill him.

She must not let him become her rival.

She called her right-hand man.

"Hello, miss."

"Liu Yun, keep a close eye on Mr. Wang's whereabouts. No matter where he is, I must meet him before the banquet."

Song Jiaqi looked at the dark night sky outside the window.

Her eyes were calm and cold, completely different from her usual gentle and weak appearance. At this moment, her icy gaze was even more difficult to understand and discern.

"Okay, Miss, I will find out where Mr. Wang is as soon as possible."

Song Jiaqi: "Yes! In addition, I have already made arrangements for Shen Muqing, and you are secretly adding fuel to the flames."

She hung up the phone and sneered maliciously, "Su Nanqing, you will never be able to beat me in this life. So what if you are a designer? You are just a small designer, I will crush you to pieces."

Song Jiaqi threw her phone aside.

Looking at her injured wrist, she thought of Gu Yu Shen’s ruthlessness. She didn’t understand what went wrong.

Gu Yu Shen no longer believes in her?

Or was it because of the photos she sent to Su Nanqing.

However, she withdrew most of the photos she sent to Su Nanqing.

Does Su Nanqing have any screenshots?

Song Jiaqi stood up irritably. She now needed Gu Yu Shen's help, needed to gain Gu Yu Shen's trust, and needed his company's secrets.

She pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes were as sinister as a Shura in the dark night. She didn't understand what went wrong.

Gu Yushen acknowledged that Su Nanqing was his wife.

This must never happen.

She wanted to make Su Nanqing a bitch that everyone hated.

Suddenly, there was a message coming from the phone.

She turned around, picked up her phone from the pink quilt, and saw the video sent by Shi Yushu. She instantly felt better.

[Qiqi, I ran into Su Nan counting ten male models at the bar tonight.]

Song Jiaqi: [Yu Shu, I will handle this matter. I will bring her to ruin.]

This video is really timely.

Shi Yushu: [Okay, I've sent you the video, you can do whatever you want.]

Song Jiaqi: [Yes!]

Song Jiaqi thought about it and decided to go find Gu Yu Shen early tomorrow morning.

……

The morning light is dim.

Su Nanqing slowly opened his eyes and greeted this beautiful day.

It's very quiet here in the morning.

However, just as she was immersed in the tranquility of the morning light, the originally silent mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly broke the tranquility.

Su Nanqing was speechless. She sat up and picked up her cell phone to make a call.

"Hey!"

Gu Yushen: "Nanqing, don't you want to talk about divorce? Come back now."

Su Nanqing immediately got off the bed and asked in surprise: "Gu Yushen, have you really thought it through and are you willing to divorce me? You are not fooling me this time?"

Gu Yushen was silent for a while: "Yeah!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Yeah!" Su Nanqing went to wash up happily.

At Gu Yu Shen's home, after hanging up the phone, he sat on the sofa indifferently.

There is a chef in the kitchen making breakfast.

In half an hour, the table was filled with Su Nanqing's favorite breakfast.

He also doesn’t know what Su Nanqing likes to eat?

He asked the chef to cook the dishes that Su Nanqing usually made, and only then did he realize that the dishes Su Nanqing made were all the ones he usually liked to eat.

"President, breakfast is ready." The chef came out and said.

Gu Yushen waved his hand and asked him to leave first.

After the chef left, Gu Yushen estimated that Su Nanqing should be here by then.

He looked at the door with some anticipation.

A few minutes later, the combination lock rang.

There was a faint smile in Gu Yushen's eyes.

But the moment he saw that the person who opened the door was Song Jiaqi, his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Song Jiaqi, how do you know my home password?"

Song Jiaqi smiled and said softly, "Brother Shen, have you forgotten that when you bought this place, it was originally our new house for our wedding. In the end, you married Su Nanqing, and the password has never been changed. It's my birthday."

Gu Yu Shen was stunned. Is this really true?

His eyes were stern, with a hint of sinisterness in them. "I have something to do later, you leave first."

Not only did Song Jiaqi not leave, she even walked in with a sad face.

This morning, she dressed up specially, wearing the clothes that Gu Yushen liked to see the most. She was good at acting, and asked Gu Yushen with red eyes: "Brother Shen, if Su Nanqing didn't come back, the person you would marry would be me."

Gu Yushen showed a hint of sarcasm in his indifference, "Song Jiaqi, it can't be you! You have been occupying the magpie's nest for many years, and you are trying every means to drive Su Nanqing out."

"Even if there was no Su Nanqing, the person I would marry in the end would not be you."

Because this woman's mind is not on him at all, he indulges her, but he is not stupid.

He couldn't stand up and was blind, so she left. When he became successful, she came back.

Song Jiaqi looked at his mocking eyes, which were as sharp as a blade, cutting her confidence into pieces.

She had been trying to win over Gu Yu Shen for so many years, but Su Nanqing completely destroyed her position in Gu Yu Shen's heart.

Song Jiaqi took a step forward in disbelief, walked to Gu Yushen, and said affectionately: "Brother Shen, have you forgotten? We grew up together, and I was by your side when you were most sad. I was also the one you said you would marry. Why don't you dare to admit it now? Are you in love with Su Nanqing?"

As Song Jiaqi spoke excitedly, she deliberately sat in Gu Yushen's arms, hugging his neck tightly with her hands.

At the same time, Su Nanqing also came in.