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

Song Jiaqi was very angry when she heard Tang Wanying's threat. If her father didn't divorce her, her mother would have waited in vain all these years. She couldn't let her father feel sorry for her father again: "Okay! Then bear with it for a while."

Song Jiaqi opened the door and saw Song Jingcheng coming in with the weak Tang Wanying.

She deliberately asked: "Mom, Third Brother, if this house is auctioned, where will we live?"

When she saw Song Jincheng, she still wanted to use Song Jingcheng, so she called out "Mom".

At this time, Tang Wanying no longer needed to pretend to be nice to her.

She laughed sarcastically, "Hey! Qiqi, why are you calling me mom again? Didn't you call me auntie just now? Don't call me mom. You are not my biological child anyway. Go find that cheap mother of yours."

"I feel sick when you call me mom."

After all, her mother is really a bitch.

There was a strong murderous intent flashing in Song Jiaqi's eyes, and she actually called her mother a bitch again.

"Mom, you were just too sad and had an illusion. How could I call you aunt? You are the mother who raised me, and you will be my mother forever."

Song Jiaqi glanced at Song Jingcheng. This brat was still useful, so she would wait a little longer before teaching him a lesson.

Tang Wanying couldn't stop crying. In the past, she was like this, saying one thing in public and another in private, deceiving them to deal with Su Nanqing, just to marry Gu Yu Shen.

If Qingqing is driven away, she will be the only eldest daughter of the Song family.

Haha...Song Jiaqi, just wait for her, the day her movie is released will be the day she falls from the altar.

Tang Wanying smiled and said, "No need. Even if you are not my biological daughter, I raised you like my own daughter. Song Jiaqi, I have done nothing wrong to you."

Song Jingcheng said, "Mom, how can you say that about Qiqi? Qiqi is our only sister, your only daughter."

He felt very guilty in his heart. Qingqing, I'm sorry. After things here are resolved, he will kneel down and apologize to Qingqing.

When Song Jiaqi saw Song Jingcheng's silly look, she was very happy. As expected, Song Jingcheng was on her side.

She said sadly and aggrievedly: "Third brother, don't say that. Mom is too sad because of the company's affairs. If she is in a better mood, she will not say such things."

Song Jingcheng smiled and comforted her: "Qiqi, don't worry, I will persuade mom. Even if mom's company is gone, don't we still have you and dad?"

"I know you care about mom the most. You will definitely help mom this time, right?"

Song Jingcheng looked at Song Jiaqi with anticipation.

Song Jiaqi was slightly stunned. When did Song Jingcheng fight back like this?

Seeing that Song Jiaqi didn't say anything, Song Jingcheng placed his hope on Song Nanfeng again, "Dad, why don't you say anything? You will definitely help mom, right?"

Song Nanfeng looked very unhappy. "Jingcheng, I can't help you with this matter just because I want to. I'm going to divorce your mother tomorrow. You four brothers are all with your mother. You four brothers have jobs that burn a lot of money. I, your father, can't afford to support you."

"What?" Song Jingcheng was shocked. "Dad, my second brother's body hasn't been found yet, how can you divorce Mom? As soon as Mom's company got into trouble, you wanted a divorce. Do you think my mom has been so good to your family over the years?"

"Tsk! You little loser, your mother is in trouble and as her son, why don't you help? I'm old, how can I help? It's your fault that you don't study hard and insist on being a loser." Song Nanfeng is very heartless. The company is his life and no one can touch his life.

His company was left for his son to manage when he returns.

He was really blind, thinking that he could get more benefits from Tang Wanying, but he didn't expect that he would have to bear a debt of 10 billion in the end. He was really angry.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

He picked it up and answered the phone.

"Hey!"

"Lao Song, your wife lent me 5,000 million yuan. I need the money tomorrow. I heard that your wife's salary is gone. What should I do with the money..."

"Boss Qin, how should I know what to do? I don't have the money to pay you back, and it's not me who lent you the money. Who should you ask for the money back from?"

"We are both divorced. Her affairs have nothing to do with me."

"Damn it, Old Song, you are where you are today thanks to your wife. You haven't achieved much in the business world, and your wife helped you negotiate many partnerships. Now that your wife's company is in trouble, you turn around and want to divorce her. It turns out that live-in sons-in-law are unreliable."

After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone angrily.

Song Nanfeng's face was extremely embarrassed. What he hated most was that others said he was a live-in son-in-law and that everything he had was obtained thanks to Tang Wanying.

This was the truth, but he didn't want to admit it.

He looked at Tang Wanying, anger flashing in his eyes: "Tang Wanying, we will get a divorce tomorrow morning. You have to get a divorce whether you want to or not. The relationship between us has broken down, so you have to get a divorce whether you want to or not."

Tang Wanying was also very resolute: "Song Nanfeng, I will not divorce you. I will never divorce you. I have let you enjoy the blessing for so many years, you must help me pay off the debt."

"Bah, you shameless bastard, you are incompetent yourself and you want to drag my son down, you are dreaming."

"If you don't get a divorce tomorrow, I will tell everyone outside that you gave all your money to that gigolo and are trying to ruin my son."

"And the four little bastards you gave birth to, take them away with you." The old lady's attitude was very firm. The marriage must be divorced.

Song Jingcheng's eyes were filled with tears, and he was heartbroken: "Grandma, it turns out that in your heart we are all bastards. I give you 10,000 pocket money every month, and you treat me like this?"

The old lady looked at him with a gloomy face. This third son was also a good-for-nothing. How could he be as capable as her eldest grandson?

Her eldest grandson gives her 100,000 yuan every month. What is his 10,000 yuan?

The old lady now had someone to rely on, and she wished she could cut off all ties with these damn money-losing guys.

Song Jingcheng felt extremely distressed. It turned out that there really were such vicious fathers and family members in this world.

Song Jingcheng looked at Song Nanfeng with a cold tone: "Song Nanfeng, if you don't like us so much, why did you give birth to us?"

"Oh no! Your mother is willing to give birth to you. What can I do?"

Song Nanfeng pushed the blame onto Tang Wanying.

Tang Wanying looked at her son and said, "Son, are you willing to follow me?"

Song Jingcheng shook his head. His mother knew what she wanted to do, and this was what he could do for his father. He whispered, "Mom, I'm sorry! You have nothing now. I don't want to follow you. I want to follow Dad."

Tang Wanying closed her eyes in pain. Jing Cheng wanted to help her, but Jing Cheng was no match for Song Jiaqi.

But she also had to act with her son, and she yelled at him: "Song Jingcheng, you really have no conscience."

Song Jingcheng was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. He lowered his head in shame and said something against his will: "I'm sorry, Mom, I...I can't live without Qiqi and Dad."