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

Gu Yushen looked at Xue Qing in front of him and said, "Xue Qing, I asked you to find a villa nearby before. Have you found it?"

Xue Qing said: "President, I have already looked for villas nearby, but there is no suitable one. The villas in this area are all very good, and there are few vacant ones, and none of them are listed for sale."

The villas here are very popular. Those who live here are all big families and it is difficult to get a room.

Gu Yu frowned. Money can do anything. "Keep looking. Find a suitable agent and ask who is willing to sell it at a high price."

Xue Qing thought about it and decided to tell him his thoughts.

"President, the problem between you and Miss Su is not about where to live. It's everything you did before that has chilled Miss Su's heart. President, why don't you treat Miss Su well? She loves you so much, she will definitely change her mind."

Gu Yu frowned, not liking to hear these useless words.

The villa where they lived when they got married was indeed decorated according to Song Jiaqi's preferences.

Not to mention Su Nanqing, he doesn't want to go back to live there now.

The thought of Song Jiaqi getting involved with such gangsters made him feel sick.

Fortunately, he did not touch the woman, and the physical contact was just her leaning in his arms.

She saw Su Nanqing, Shen Muqing and Qin Mowei together.

It was just like the pain and anger Su Nanqing felt when he saw her and Song Jiaqi together. That feeling was really uncomfortable.

Gu Yushen closed his eyes, and all the little moments of their past interactions came flooding back to him like a tide.

He had a bad stomach, so Su Nanqing always tried to find ways to regulate his stomach. No matter how late he came home, Su Nanqing would prepare midnight snacks for him.

Now, she has been gone for almost a year, but he is becoming more and more uncomfortable. His stomach problems often recur, and she is no longer there to care for him.

I used to think that was all she could do and it annoyed me, but now I understand that those small and insignificant things she spent time doing were things that no one else would ever do for him.

Gu Yushen whispered, "Let's go to the company."

"Okay! President." Xue Qing smiled and drove to the company.

He hasn't gone home every day for a long time, and recently he has been eating and sleeping in the company.

The company is almost becoming his home.

Xue Qing drove to the company.

the other side.

Song Jiaqi returned home and saw that her father had fainted.

She was very anxious and looked at her grandmother and asked, "Grandma, what happened to my dad? Why did he faint again?"

Song Jiaqi was very confused because her father had health problems recently.

The old lady looked at her, then looked at Song Jingcheng who was standing nearby, and took out her anger on him.

"Song Jingcheng, you are angry with your mother. Didn't Qiqi just take 200 million from her? She is so rich, does she need these 200 million?"

"When I got home today, your mom talked to your dad about this matter. Your mom said that the company was short of funds and wanted to take the 200 million back. She had a quarrel with your dad and made him faint."

Song Jingcheng frowned and looked at the old woman in front of him.

This old woman also knew the truth. If she had said this to him before, he would have just thought it was his mother's fault. What's wrong with giving Qiqi 200 million?

But now that he was looking at the situation from a different angle, he realized that the old woman had done it on purpose.

"Grandma, what you said is really nice. My mom's company has closed down. What does 200 million mean to a company that is about to close down? If you don't understand, then don't talk nonsense. What's the point of scolding me? You are so arrogant and so capable, so why don't you go and pull the company back?"

"You...you little brat, do you know what you are saying? I am your grandmother, you little loser, how dare you talk to me like that?" The old lady rolled her eyes in anger.

This little loser never dared to speak to her like this before. He always treated her with respect.

Her beloved grandson is still the best, he is filial, smart and capable.

Song Jingcheng sneered, looking at the old lady coldly, "Little waste? Grandma, I am also your grandson, how can you call me a little waste?"

Is it because Song Jiaqi and Song Nanfeng are about to succeed that she is too lazy to even pretend?

The old lady was startled, then immediately became gentle and said, "Jingcheng, grandma is too worried about your father, so she said something she didn't want to say. Don't argue with grandma, I don't know anything. Isn't your mother omnipotent?"

"Everyone praises your mother for being very good at business, but my son is like a loser. Isn't that sad?"

After the old lady finished speaking, she lowered her head and wiped her tears. Damn it, she was too anxious.

She was waiting for Tang Wanying's empire to collapse so that she could teach her a lesson.

Her words were so rude that they almost pissed her off to death.

Song Jingcheng sneered. Isn't Song Nanfeng just a useless person who lives off others?

But he didn't say it was not the right time yet.

Song Jingcheng turned around and walked out, pretending to be angry and walking with heavy steps.

But after going out, he came back quietly.

Inside, Song Jiaqi's low voice came: "Grandma, what's going on with my dad?"

When the old lady heard this, she frowned.

I spoke very embarrassedly: "Your father seems to be having trouble with that. He went to see your mother these past few nights. He took medicine, and the doctor said he took too much and his body couldn't handle it. Plus, he has three highs, so he fainted."

His three highs have been occurring frequently recently.

The doctor said that if it is not properly controlled, it may lead to sudden death.

She was really scared. Her only support was her son. Her son was very outstanding. Since he married Tang Wanying, their Song family became billionaires.

If her son died, she would be laughed at for the rest of her life and would have to live a hard life. When she thought about it, she felt that the future was dark...

Song Jiaqi was shocked and looked at her father's pale face. What was going on?

"He...actually..." Song Jiaqi didn't know what to say?

"Tang Wanying is back to make trouble?"

"No, I just said it on purpose for your third brother to hear. I heard that Tang Wanying's company has withdrawn its investment again. The company can no longer operate. Didn't I ask your father to get rid of it quickly? If Tang Wanying is really burdened with a huge debt, it is a good time for your father to divorce her."

"Your mother just called your father and urged you to return the 200 million yuan as soon as possible because the company is about to collapse. That's 200 million yuan. Can you pay her back with the money in your pocket?"

The old lady is blinded by money. Two hundred million is an astronomical figure for her. Tang Wanying's company is about to go bankrupt. What use will the two hundred million be to her? It would be better to keep it for her retirement.

"Grandma, I will take care of this matter, don't worry about it. Just take good care of my dad. As for the divorce, I will buy the company first, and then force her to divorce my dad."

Her mother wants to stand by her father openly. Her mother has suffered a lot over the years.

"Tang Wanying's family owes my mother too much. If Tang Wanying hadn't taken my father away, how could she have lived a happy life for so many years?"

Song Jiaqi was very angry, and Tang Wanying was anxious, so she reported the matter to her father.

Outside the door, Song Jincheng was almost angry to death when he heard these words.

Today he finally saw how shameless Song Jiaqi was.

Inside, the old lady exclaimed, "Qiqi, are you going to buy Tang Wanying's company?"