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

Song Jincheng was worried about him and his older brother. His second brother had been secretly sent abroad by their mother and he had lost his memory.

"Mom, if I go over now, what about my brother? He has surgery this afternoon and he can't be without someone by his side."

Tang Wanying smiled and patted his hands, reassuring him: "Jincheng, among the four of you brothers, you are the most calm. Your eldest brother has a straightforward temper, your second brother is silly and stupid, and your youngest brother is upright and stubborn. You are more suitable for doing business. Don't worry, I will take good care of your eldest brother. You can go and do what I ask you to do. When the time comes, I will let your Aunt Li Na accompany you."

"Our Tang family has a century-old foundation and can still fight a beautiful turnaround."

"Mom has been doing business for many years and has left herself a way out in the business world. As long as you four brothers are willing to change, our family will not be too bad."

Tang Wanying smiled gently. The sudden change smoothed out her stubbornness and arrogance.

Song Jincheng felt very guilty. They were too stubborn during those years. His family went bankrupt, which made him grow up quickly. Now he has understood a lot, but some things are too late after all.

"I'm sorry! Mom, we were so ignorant before."

Tang Wanying smiled, feeling more bitter in her heart: "It's not too late to be sensible now."

Tang Wanying looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely. She walked over with a smile and said, "Oh! Old lady, don't you love Yang Shuyi very much? Isn't she your most satisfactory daughter-in-law? How could you bear to hit her?"

When they heard Tang Wanying's voice, everyone looked at her.

Tang Wanying was not as destitute as they had imagined, but still elegant and graceful.

The old lady suddenly separated from Yang Shuyi, her eyes full of regret.

She regrets it now. When Tang Wanying was still her daughter-in-law, she had 10 yuan in pocket money every month, but now she has nothing.

There was a deep resentment in her cloudy eyes.

The old lady yelled, "Wanying, this bitch is not a human being, I deserve to beat her!"

"Tang Wanying, why are you here?" Yang Shuyi was in a mess, but at this moment, she didn't want to see Tang Wanying even more.

After competing with her for a lifetime, she is still the most embarrassed one in the end.

Tang Wanying smiled elegantly, "I came here to tell you that you used my money to raise my son, and you must pay it back. I have recorded the video just now, so you must pay me back as much as you took."

Yang Shuyi: “…”

"Tang Wanying, you are dreaming. You didn't take this money. It was earned by Song Nanfeng's company. What qualifications do you have to ask for it back?"

"Whether you are eligible to go back or not is up to me. You know better than Song Nanfeng how he got his company, right?"

Yang Shuyi was dumbfounded!

Tang Wanying raised her lips gently, smiling elegantly: "Song Nanfeng, is this why you forced me to divorce, just to raise a son for someone else?"

Her mocking eyes hurt Song Nanfeng's heart.

"Wanying, there's no need for you to mock me like this. I don't regret my choice." Song Nanfeng said stubbornly. He knew that he and Tang Wanying could never go back to the past.

He was too stupid to see through Yang Shuyi's disguise. If he could do it again, he would never make the same choice.

Tang Wanying raised her lips slightly, and said calmly, "I'm glad you don't regret it. Fortunately, you forced me to sign the divorce agreement. But it doesn't matter. Even though you have lost your son, you still have a daughter."

Tang Wanying looked at Song Jiaqi meaningfully.

Song Nanfeng felt extremely upset and regretful. For a moment, he couldn't even breathe.

Yang Shuyi stared at Tang Wanying and said with a low laugh, "Tang Wanying, did you call the old lady over?"

Tang Wanying admitted it openly, her smile was like the dawn light, as if she was reborn.

"Such a good show naturally needs an audience. The grandson that the old lady has always been proud of is not her biological grandson. She should know this. Is there anything wrong with calling her over?"

Tang Wanying's light tone made Yang Shuyi want to kill her.

"Tang Wanying, I will kill you!"

She ran towards Tang Wanying frantically.

Song Nanfeng quickly stood in front of Tang Wanying and blocked Yang Shuyi.

Yang Shuyi laughed angrily, her face was hideous, "Song Nanfeng, you're stopping me?"

Song Nanfeng lowered his eyes and smiled coldly: "Yang Shuyi, let's live like this for the rest of our lives, torturing each other for the rest of our lives."

Yang Shuyi was stunned, "No, I want to divorce you."

"Impossible, I won't divorce you." Song Nanfeng smiled viciously, and a trace of fear rose in Yang Shuyi's heart.

Song Nanfeng's smile was so familiar that it made her feel scared and the hairs on her back stood up.

He could drug Tang Wanying, who had been good to him all her life, not to mention that she had cheated on him.

"Song Nanfeng, you ruined my youth, do you want to ruin the rest of my life?"

Yang Shuyi roared, her son has returned, she wants to make his future better.

She has deceived Song Nanfeng all these years.

If this layer of window paper has not been broken, I can endure it for the sake of my son.

But now that things have turned out like this, why should she still endure it?

Song Nanfeng looked at her panic and confusion, and he smiled: "Yang Shuyi, I bought your youth with my own money, and I gave you everything you eat and use. Did Lao Wang give you as much as I did? You two idiots, have you really never used a penny of my money?"

Yang Shuyi: “…”

"Song Nanfeng, for Qiqi, I can choose not to divorce you, but you are not allowed to mention this matter again in the future."

"Mom, if you don't divorce me, are you going to live with a loser for the rest of your life?"

An arrogant voice came from behind.

Song Nanfeng looked up and saw it was Song Jingye.

"When did you come back?" Song Nanfeng looked at him in shock.

Song Jingye was a little overweight, wearing a loose suit, with good-looking facial features. He walked over with a smile and stood in front of Song Jiaqi: "Qiqi, don't you welcome big brother home?"

Song Jiaqi sneered: "What's there to welcome? I'm back."

Song Jiaqi felt a sour feeling in her heart. Although he was her eldest brother, compared with the four brothers in the Song family, this brother had never done anything for her.

He only asked for money, but never bought her birthday presents or gifts for other festivals.

The four brothers Song Jingrui were different. They would buy her whatever she wanted and never cared about the price.

It was also the first time that Tang Wanying met Song Jingye. He didn’t look like Mr. Wang. Whose son was he?

Song Jingcheng looked at Song Nanfeng and mocked him: "Mr. Song, so this is your good son who was raised abroad. I thought he was some great man, but today I see that he is just a waste."

When Song Nanfeng heard Song Jincheng's voice, he was very excited: "Jincheng, Daddy doesn't have a son like him. You are the only sons Daddy has."

Song Jincheng laughed and mocked him: "Don't think like that. You have forced the five of us brothers and sisters to sign a severance agreement."

Song Nanfeng's pupils trembled suddenly. It turned out that he was the one who had nothing.

Song Jingcheng supported his mother and said, "Mom, let's go. The time we agreed with the doctor is almost up."