After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

Ouyang Wan is currently in the VIP room of the Fangtai Hotel. He is staring at the steaming coffee in front of him, rubbing his hands back and forth, trembling slightly.

"Boss, what's wrong with you? Why did you call me here?" Fang Chengjun crossed his legs and leaned casually on the sofa.

"Cheng Jun, Xiao Yu is back." Ouyang Wan finally spoke and stirred the coffee.

"What?! Boss, where is he? So what? What do you want to do, you don't want to live a good life but get messed up again." Fang Chengjun sat up immediately, his body leaning forward, like a stretched bow, with a serious look on his face nervous.

For some reason, from the first time he met Su Yu, he didn't like him very much.Although Ouyang Wan didn't allow him to investigate Su Yu, he still did it secretly.

Su Yu, the young master of Heifengtang, doesn't like blood, and looks weak and harmless, but there are few people in this world who are not stained by mud.

Ouyang Wan dotes on him and protects him.Father, like son.He always felt that it was his brother's feelings for his younger brother, not a lover.Ouyang Wan and Su Yu have tried their best to treat him well for so many years, but they never said they want to get married.

Su Yu is not suitable for him, not at all.Song Liang, the president of the Song Corporation, is a good match.Since the last time he knew that Ouyang Wan had married and had a child, he had cooperated with the Song family several times behind Ouyang Wan's back.

I met Song Liang a few times, people looked at Leng Jun, but he is willing to give birth to the boss, which is enough to show that he has feelings for the boss.But Ouyang Wan, this piece of wood, was going to blow him up.

"Xiao Yu has changed..." Ouyang Wan ignored him and talked to himself. "Cheng Jun, I found him."

"Who?" Fang Chengjun was at a loss, not knowing what Ouyang Wan was talking about.

"Cheng Jun, I'm really alive now. If one day I do something bad, please protect Song Liang and the child." Ouyang Wan's eyes were wet, and tears were about to fall.

Fang Chengjun had never seen him like this before, so he nodded blankly.Ouyang Wan used the word 'begging'. He had known him for more than ten years, but he had never said this word to him.

He wanted to ask something more, but Ouyang Wan waved at him, and pushed the door out in a daze.

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Song Liang has been staying at home for nearly two days, so there is no need to think that the outside world has already turned upside down.

When Ouyang Wan snatched his phone yesterday, he felt strange, and the fire was also inexplicable.And the heads of households and those who pulled the banners around them that day were like experienced nurses. The hint between them and Ouyang Wan, now I think it was after he was helped into the car, they made eye contact, This is why they can easily drive out of the community.

As soon as he walked out of the villa, Xie Xin called. "Hey, thank you." Song Liang walked to the car while answering the phone.

"President, you finally answered the phone." Xie Xin was as excited as if she saw a savior.

"Director Ouyang and his assistant have already dealt with the real estate matter. It's just that this matter has been at the top of the online search list for two days, which has had a great impact on us. It's a strange thing. I tried many methods , can’t hold this matter down.”

"I see, you've worked hard. Don't follow up on this matter. Hang up." Song Liang opened the car door, his eyes getting darker.

"Wait a minute, President," Xie Xin hurriedly called to stop him, "Well, the chairman of Wanhong Group is here, and he is in the living room now. I told you that you are not here, but the old man said that he has been waiting. Come quickly. "

Song Liang's hand that inserted the car key trembled, "Well, I'll be right there." He still called Zhang Zhong and asked him to suppress the Internet headlines first.

When he got out of the car, he pressed on his belly. It was indeed a month old, and driving gradually became less handy.As soon as he got out of the elevator door, Xie Xin greeted him. "President."

"En." Song Liang handed him the briefcase and walked straight to the living room.

I've been married to Ouyang for half a year, but I haven't met his parents a few times.Everyone knows this kind of fake marriage that exists in name only. The last time we met, everyone was friendly, but this time it became an unknown.He paused at the door for a while, then raised his head and opened the door and went in.

Song Liang walked towards the person sitting on the sofa, he hesitated between calling the chairman and father for a while, and finally called him father.

"Sit down." The old man was not angry and pretentious, but his expression did not look like he came to Xingshi to ask a crime.

Song Liang sat opposite him, with a low coffee table between them, Song Liang slightly bent his body to cover his abdomen, "What are you here for?"

"The thing about the real estate is that the Song family didn't do everything well, and the losses caused to Wan Hong will all be compensated by the Song family." Song Liang made it clear directly.

The person opposite just shook his head, "No, I didn't come because of this."

He wasn't too confused about how this happened. His heart was like Ming Jing's. A few days ago when Su Yu visited the old couple at home, he felt that something was going to happen.

In the morning, he called Ouyang Wan back, picked up his crutches and gave him a hard pump.After the fight, they felt guilty. After all, they knew that their son liked Su Yu. The two of them often came back together in those years, and Su Yu treated them generously and sincerely.It's not because of Wan Hong, Ouyang Wan doesn't have to marry someone she doesn't love.

It is their responsibility as parents, so he thought about it and made this trip. "I'm getting old, and Wan Hong is going to give it to Ah Wan. I came here to say, can you get a divorce now? Ah Wan is my son, and I always hope that he can be happy sooner."

"Ms. Song has helped Wan Hong a lot, that's enough. Child, I am very grateful for everything you have done. From now on, it depends on Wan Hong's own fate. I also hope that without the constraints of this marriage certificate, you can find your own happiness." .”

The old man spoke sincerely, but it pierced Song Liang's heart like a sharp knife.He wanted to force a smile, but was kicked by the one in his belly so that he could only lower his head halfway.The corset is too tight in the morning, and the child will have a fuss now.Song Liang endured it for a few seconds, raised his head and nodded slightly, "Okay, please wait a moment." He got up and swayed slightly, then stabilized.

"What's wrong with you?" The old man stood up nervously.

"It's okay, just wait a minute." Song Liang walked to the office, took out the paper from the briefcase, walked out and handed it to the old man.

"I have wronged you during this time, son." He took the piece of paper and put it away, "I'll go first, you can do your work." The old man walked out of the living room step by step, his crutches thumping on the ground.It echoed in Song Liang's heart, but it was like a rainstorm hitting the ground. He leaned slightly against the door and looked in the direction of people leaving.

Someone stabbed him in the heart, and now the flesh is turned out, and the blood is flowing like a river.

The child's play dialogue suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Are you going to get a divorce?"

"What? Don't leave!"