The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

A few days later, at Wang's house.

Wang Yixin had a sad face, his ashtray was piled with cigarette butts, and the whole study was filled with smoke.

"What's wrong with you? You smoke so much, you're going to lose your lungs, right?" Song Shuqi covered her nose and let out the smoke. "Have you found a solution to Wenwen's kindergarten problem?"

Wang Yixin stood up suddenly, his face as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm. He glared at Song Shuqi, burning with anger.

"Your good-for-nothing daughter is really amazing. She was expelled from school on the first day of school. I flattered the directors but they ignored me."

He waved his arms angrily, sweeping the documents on the table to the ground with a harsh sound.

Song Shuqi was frightened by his rage, and continued bravely: "We have to think of a way. Wenwen just wants to play with the Pei family's children. She is also doing it for us. If we can get in touch with the Pei family, the group will have no worries about orders."

She gritted her teeth and spat out a few words, "It's all because of that kid named An!"

Wang Yixin took a deep puff of his cigarette and pressed the cigarette butt hard into the ashtray. "I'm not taking care of your daughter's affairs now. I don't know what happened these days. Many big customers have stopped cooperating with her."

He slammed the table so hard that the water cup on the table jumped up and spilled water all over the floor.

Song Shuqi was so scared that he quickly took a few steps back.

Wang Yixin clenched his fists tightly, veins popping out, "Now there's news that the company was maliciously acquired!"

Song Shuqi was surprised and asked, "A hostile takeover? What's going on here?"

Wang Yixin stomped his feet so hard that the floor seemed to shake.

"I want to know too! Huaisheng Investment is in a hostile takeover! The actual controlling shareholder of Huaisheng is Jiang Huaian! Why would such a big shot mess with me? I have used so many connections, but I still can't meet him!"

Song Shuqi frowned, "We have no grudges against the Jiangs, is there any misunderstanding?"

Wang Yixin waved his hands angrily and swept a document on the table to the ground: "What misunderstanding! I checked, Huaisheng is targeting us this time! I hate it! If Wenwen hadn't been expelled from school, we might have been able to get in touch with the Jiang family. Now it's good, we are useless! What a waste!"

"What do you mean?" Song Shuqi asked.

Wang Yixin panted, "It is said that Jiang Huainian's daughter is in the same kindergarten as Wenwen, and will also go to school this year. Maybe she will be in the same class with her!"

Song Shuqi's eyes flashed with hope, "One class? That's easy. I have Teacher Wenwen's phone number. Maybe we can catch up!"

Wang Yixin glared at her. Although his tone was still stern, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes: "Contact Wenwen's teacher immediately and see if you can get some useful information from her."

Song Shuqi took out his phone and immediately looked for his teacher's number. After dialing the number, he immediately pressed the speaker button.

"Good evening, teacher."

"Hello, Mom Wenwen. It's so late. Is there anything wrong?"

"It's like this. Our Wenwen has been crying these past few days, wanting to go back to kindergarten and play with her friends. She didn't eat the whole day. I had no choice but to call you, teacher."

"Alas, there is nothing we can do about it. You should have a good chat with Wenwen. There is really nothing we can do about the kindergarten."

"I know that too. I don't want to embarrass you, teacher. Wenwen said she particularly missed a little girl named Jiang, but she is young and can't remember her name. I want to ask if you can give me the phone number of the girl's parents so that they can talk on the phone. Otherwise, Wenwen will keep on going on hunger strike and I'm really worried that something will happen to her health."

"Ah? Is that so? But there is no kid with the last name Jiang in our class. Did Wenwen remember it wrong?"

After listening to the teacher's words, Song Shuqi turned to look at Wang Yixin.

Wang Yixin lowered his voice and said hurriedly in her ear: "It seems that his child has his wife's surname. Go and ask if there is a child with the surname An."

安？

! !

Song Shuqi's heart trembled suddenly, and her breathing became rapid. A terrible thought gradually emerged. It couldn't be such a coincidence...

She hesitated to speak, fearing that it was what she thought.

The bodyguard lineup that day really looked like...

Wang Yixin didn’t have the patience to wait for her hesitation. He glared at her and said sternly, “Ask quickly!”

Song Shuqi was forced into nowhere to escape by his gaze. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

At this time, her armpits had begun to sweat, and the phone in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She pursed her lips hard and finally said, "Teacher, is there a child named An in your class?"

After the question was asked, she stared closely at the teacher's reaction, feeling extremely nervous and praying that it was not what she thought.

Teacher: "A kid with the last name An? Only Qianqian."

She also reminded: "It's the little girl who had a conflict with Wenwen."

The voice just fell.

Song Shuqi gasped and said, "Thank you so fucking much!"

You even emphasized that you wanted to kill me on purpose!

"Fuck!" Wang Yixin roared furiously and kicked Song Shuqi hard.

Song Shuqi slammed heavily into the wall, making a dull sound.

Wang Yixin grabbed Song Shuqi's neck fiercely and shouted angrily: "Great! It turned out to be you!"

The teacher on the other end of the phone heard the noise and was so scared that she immediately called out, "Wenwen's mom! What happened? What happened to you?"

Song Shuqi couldn't breathe, her face quickly turned red, and her eyes bulged out. She struggled, flapping her hands weakly in the air, trying to pry open Wang Yixin's iron hands.

"I should have listened to my mother and not married a jinx like you!" Wang Yixin roared, "You bitch, you want to completely destroy our Wang family!"

In anger, he suddenly let go of his hand and punched Song Shuqi hard in the face.

Song Shuqi screamed in pain and his body slid weakly to the ground.

She fell to her knees, covering her bleeding nose, her eyes full of fear. Bright red blood flowed through her fingers, staining her face and clothes red.

On the other end of the phone, the teacher's voice became even more anxious: "Wenwen's mother, are you okay? I've called the police!"

...

The next day, the news headlines exploded.

"Emperor Machinery CEO abuses his wife, stock price hits limit down!" Under the eye-catching headline are photos of Wang Yixin being taken away by the police and photos of Song Shuqi being injured.

For a time, public opinion was in an uproar, and the stock price of Emperor Machinery fell all the way like a kite with a broken string.

At this critical moment, Huaisheng Investment acquired most of the shares of Emperor Machinery with lightning speed and became the new helmsman.

-

11 month 22 day.

Outside the delivery room of Jiang's Hospital, a group of figures were wandering anxiously in the corridor.

Feng Jiajia was pregnant with twins, and the babies were a little big, so the doctor recommended a caesarean section in advance.

Jiang Huainian recalled the scene where An Ran was pushed into the delivery room covered in blood. The feeling of fear came over him again, and he couldn't help but hold An Ran's hand tightly.

An Ran shook his hand back and smiled slightly, "I'm fine now."

Wei Jingshen stood aside, clenching his hands, his palms full of sweat, and staring at the door of the delivery room.

An Ran advised Wei Jingshen: "Don't be nervous, the obstetricians and gynecologists here are all top-notch, Jia Jia and the babies will be safe."