"I don't want a divorce!" Song Mingyi flatly refused.
Her two children are still controlled by the Song family, and she needs the identity of the young lady of the Lu family to help her take them back.
When mother and son are reunited—who cares about Lu Shenxing?
She would not wait for a moment in the crisis-ridden Lu family.
Seeing Lu Shenxing's expression becoming more and more ugly, he said, "I will divorce you, but not now. Please give me some time, three months. We will be in three months."
After Song Mingyi finished speaking, he closed his eyes without waiting for Lu Shenxing's response.
She had been tense all day, and fell asleep quickly while holding the soft breasts in her arms.
The dark room was extremely quiet, and people's senses were constantly amplified. Lu Shenxing felt a faint cold fragrance constantly drifting over.
Very familiar.
It was the smell of his usual toiletries, but it was not exactly the same. With Song Mingyi's body fragrance, it inexplicably reminded him of Wei Yan.
Five years ago, he was plotted against, but it was Weiyan who sacrificed her life to save him and gave birth to Mo Mo for him.
He wanted to marry her and be responsible for her, but grandpa disagreed.
Lin Weiyan was so sad that she went to Country M two years ago.
It was strange that in their future interactions, he could no longer find the throbbing feeling towards Lin Weiyan that night.
The next day.
Song Mingyi took Lu Yimo's little hand and went downstairs. Mrs. Lu's eyes became wet uncontrollably as she looked at the large and small children walking over.
Mrs. Lu put a black gold card into Song Mingyi's hand.
The lowest price for this kind of black gold card is 50 million. Song Mingyi immediately refused: "Mom, I can't have it."
"You already call me mom, why can't you have it? Mingyi, although you are my daughter-in-law, in my heart you are the same as Mingzhu."
Mrs. Lu gave birth to a son and a daughter. Lu Mingzhu was her daughter, the eldest daughter of the Lu family.
"Take it."
Song Mingyi couldn't refuse anymore: "Thank you, Mom."
Lu Yimo raised his little face and said stupidly: "Thank you, grandma."
Mrs. Lu teased him: "My dear grandson, what are you grateful for?"
Lu Yimo said seriously: "Grandma gives mom money. When mom has money, she can spend more time with Mo Mo."
The little guy said softly: "Grandma, you are so kind. Thank you, Grandma."
The cute look of her grandson made Mrs. Song's heart melt: "What a silly boy."
Xiao Min was joking from the side: "Madam, you are wrong. Our young master is smart and not stupid at all."
"Yes, my Mo Mo is the smartest."
At this time, Lu Shenxing was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed out of the elevator by the servant.
He has a very strong aura. Even though he is sitting in a wheelchair, he still maintains an upright posture and has a kingly aura.
The smile on Song Mingyi's face paused, her fingers couldn't help but tighten, and the bank card was pressed hard in her palm.
When Mrs. Lu saw her son, she walked over immediately and stroked his handsome face: "It's great, Shen Xing, you finally woke up."
No matter how unruly Lu Shenxing was, he was a little softer in front of the mother who gave birth to him: "I'm sorry, Mom, for making you worry."
"What are you talking about? You are my mother's son. If you don't worry, who do you worry about?"
At this time Aunt Qian came to report that it was time to have breakfast.
Mrs. Lu looked at Song Mingyi, who was standing quietly aside, and said, "Mingyi, wait for Shen Xing to wash his hands."
Song Mingyi agreed and took Lu Shenxing to the bathroom in a wheelchair.
Lu Yimo was worried that his father would bully his mother, so he followed him like a little tail.
Mrs. Lu's eyes suddenly became moist when she looked at the reunited family.
Ever since Shen Xing fell ill, he never dared to dream of such a scene.
Aunt Qian, who had been taking care of Mrs. Lu, said, "Madam, please stop crying. Today is a good day for our big house."
"Yes, this is a good day for us. I am happy, very happy." As he said this, his emotions were uncontrollable and out of control.
Just a day ago, when Mo Mo fell into the lake, she was still in despair, thinking that both she and Mo Mo would die with Shen Xing's death.
And there's no telling how her pearl will be abused by the group of people in the second room.
Unexpectedly, Shen Xing woke up like a miracle.
After breakfast, Mrs. Lu said to Song Mingyi, "Should you go back to your parents' house today? I asked Aunt Qian to prepare some gifts. You can take them with you later."
Song Mingyi took a look and saw that they were all expensive supplements and looked very cautious.
Mrs. Lu took Song Mingyi's hand and said, "I woke up only after caution. My body can't hold on. I can only let you go back by yourself this time. You must ask your in-laws not to take offense."
"I'll go with mom." Lu Yimo's face was filled with anticipation.
"No." Lu Shenxing refused without hesitation.
"Dad!" Lu Yimo said coquettishly.
Lu Shenxing's attitude was very firm this time.
That's all in the Lu family. No matter how close Song Mingyi is to Yi Mo, there won't be any trouble, but taking Yi Mo away will definitely not work.
"If you make trouble again, I will send you abroad to find your aunt, and you will not be allowed to come back again!"
"I hate dad the most!" Lu Yimo shouted angrily and ran away.
Song Mingyi felt a little distressed, but did not pursue her. This time she returned to the Song family to see her child, and it would be inconvenient for the little guy to follow her.
…
As soon as Song Mingyi stepped into the door of the Song family, a basin of cold water was poured on her face.
Song Mingyi was caught off guard and was splashed, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Sister, this is the grapefruit water I specially prepared for you to remove bad luck. After all, you are a person who has been in prison. Don't bring bad luck home." Song Yuyao was wearing a brand, arrogantly, looking at Song Mingyi who was like a drowned rat. He laughed out loud.
Song Mingyi wiped her face and looked at Song Yuyao with a cold face.
Song Yuyao and Song Chengwei were both half-blood relatives of hers. One was half a year younger than her, and the other was two years older than her. Her mother, who was in poor health at the time, knew that Song Hongshan had created these two children, and the boy among them was older than her. Her daughter couldn't think about it even when she was older, and died of depression when she was seven years old.
After that, Song Hongshan married Song Yuyao and Song Chengwei's biological mothers before her mother passed her first seven years. From then on, she was not only without a mother, but also without a home.
"Since the Song family doesn't welcome me, I'll just leave."
Saying that, he turned around without hesitation.
"Don't go, Mingyi, don't go." Mrs. Song came up quickly, glared at Song Yuyao, and said with a smile on her face: "Your sister is young and not sensible, so don't be as knowledgeable as her."
"Yes. A three-hundred-month-old baby is quite young, so I can tolerate it."
The plain voice was full of sarcasm, and Song Yuyao suddenly exploded. Just as she was about to explode, Mrs. Song stopped her.
"Your father has been waiting for you at home early in the morning." He said, pulling Song Mingyi with great enthusiasm.
In the living room, Song Hongshan was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. He smiled and asked Song Mingyi to sit down.
"Mingyi, you are very good. Young Master Lu woke up just after you got married. You are really lucky."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Song." There was sarcasm in Song Mingyi's words.
Song Hongshan was a little unhappy, and Mrs. Song immediately said: "Ming Yi, you also know that business has been difficult these years, and the Song family's company is even more difficult. You are now the young lady of the Lu family and you have to help our family."
Seeing Song Mingyi, he said nothing: "As long as the young master is willing to hand over the Qinglong Bay project to the Song family, our Song family will definitely become a first-class wealthy family. By then, won't you, a young lady of the Song family, also have face?"
If the Qinglong Bay project can be won, the Song family can earn at least 2 billion in profit. More importantly, this is still the beginning. When the entire project is completed, the benefits will be more than 10 billion?
By then the Song family will really be prosperous!
"That's very good. But I refuse."
