Chapter 236 Extra 1: Taking back the shares, the Song family splits (2)

The next morning, Song Wanning woke up in a daze and felt that her whole body was very hot, as if she was being covered by a very hot stove.

She frowned and subconsciously moved aside.

Only then did he realize that his waist was being circled.

Song Wanning grabbed it and immediately took off Wen Jingxing's arm.

Because she was carrying the other person on her back, she didn't know anything at all. When her hand touched Wen Jingxing's arm, it was hot skin. Song Wanning was stunned and touched up her arm.

There was no clothing to cover the whole way, and he came to the opponent's shoulder smoothly.

Song Wanning suddenly woke up, her eyes widened, and she stood up suddenly and looked back, only to see that the quilt on the man had been pulled away by her, and the upper body exposed outside the quilt was naked.

Wen Jingxing, who was awakened by the cold wind, opened his eyes and saw Song Wanning about to scream. He turned over and pressed her down, and then reached out to cover her mouth.

"Shh."

Song Wanning didn't agree the first time, but when the police called again the second time, they informed her that Song Zijiang wanted to tell her about Xu Xiangling's last words.

Song Wanning listened and nodded, "Okay, let's leave now."

In the room, there was only a cold iron table and two cold iron chairs, and there were no windows.

Song Wanning did not go to the lawsuit a few days later. Xu Lang also guessed that she probably did not want to see Song Zijiang, a very angry and disappointing father.

She was moved and agreed to the matter.

Hearing what she said, Song Zijiang was stunned at first. After his pupils trembled slightly, he shouted almost madly: "Song Wanning! You are talking nonsense! You are talking nonsense!!"

Although Song Wanning didn't know what Wen Jingxing was doing, she still nodded obediently.

Song Zijiang is about to go to jail. If he misses this opportunity, he will have to wait until he is released from prison to meet again.

She recalled the smooth sailing life of the Song family in the book. Now after her arrival, the Song family's assets have plummeted.

Wen Jingxing lowered his head and leaned in her ear and said, "Let's leave the Song family now. We didn't bring anything with us anyway, so just leave."

But before leaving, Xu Lang pointed at Song Wanning's neck and asked her what was the reason for the red spots on her neck.

Song Zijiang was also sentenced to six years because he was unable to repay his debts.

"Huh! I like her? I did like her once, and I pursued her seriously and treated her. I was very handsome when I was young. Otherwise, would I have a face like yours today? But if she can live a life of mediocrity, what will happen to this family?

I'll make money and protect you, so it's not impossible for us to be together forever."

However, Lian Fangfang and Song Xin seemed unwilling to give in. In the next few days, they published the news on the Internet, trying to get netizens to condemn Song Wanning by saying that Song Wanning was an unfilial daughter who caused her biological father to be imprisoned.

Therefore, Xu Lang just called Song Wanning to tell Song Wanning about the outcome of the trial.

Xu Lang asked instead without answering.

Back in the capital, Song Wanning immediately went to make an appointment with Xu Lang.

Song Wanning's eyes were as calm as water, as if the evil person in Song Zijiang's mouth was not her.

"Actually, you should know it well. After all, this has been going on between them for so long. You should have probably guessed it, but you just don't dare to admit it."

Song Wanning thought, ran forward and grabbed Wen Jingxing's hand, "Let's go!"

Song Wanning was confused and said it might have been a mosquito bite.

Song Wanning was not surprised when she heard this result.

Song Wanning looked back at the maid who was walking into the kitchen carrying fresh ingredients, and shook her head.

"Bah! Mr. Wen, please see clearly. I am the one being cuffed. How could I hurt Song Wanning!?"

After she changed her clothes, she and Wen Jingxing quietly went to the kitchen window on the first floor and climbed out.

Wen Jingxing walked quickly to Song Wanning and asked her quickly, "Wanwan, are you okay? Song Zijiang didn't hurt you, did he?"

Song Wanning's expression was filled with joy and her eyes were bright, "Wow, it's so fast. When did you go?"

On the day of the meeting, Song Wanning wore plain white, and Wen Jingxing was by her side, but Song Zijiang only wanted to see Song Wanning alone, so Wen Jingxing had no choice but to be left outside.

Song Wanning ignored the yelling Song Zijiang. No matter how much the other party begged Song Wanning to stay and explain clearly, she never stopped for a moment before leaving.

Originally, Lian Fangfang and Song Xin were also responsible.

As for the company's debts, Song Wanning did not need to bear them because she had only received a small share of the company's profits.

She doesn't like extraneous things.

When the police went in again, they found that Song Zijiang, who had been very arrogant just now, was now crying like a pig's head.

She shook her head, "It's okay, let's go."

But at this time, Song Zijiang rarely took on the responsibility of a father and husband, taking all the blame on himself.

Xu Lang also learned that Song Zijiang wanted to see Song Wanning. Song Wanning saw him just after leaving the police station.

He stared at Song Wanning with a fierce face, as if he was not looking at his biological daughter.

Who knows what extreme measures these ruthless Song family members will resort to for money.

But surprisingly, after everyone learned about Song Wanning's family background and true situation, not only were they not deceived by Lian Fangfang's words, but they all started to fight for her.

"Song Zijiang, I don't care what my mother will say as her last words. I just know that you won't end up well."

She really didn't know, so no matter how Xu Lang made some insinuations, he couldn't figure out anything.

"Song Wanning, what do you mean! I'm not dead yet and you're dressed like this!"

The police outside the door and Wen Jingxing rushed in at the same time. Seeing that nothing serious happened, everyone walked out again.

"Don't worry, I've got them all."

Xu Lang had no choice but to give up and glared at Wen Jingxing before leaving.

Song Zijiang's pupils shrank slightly, "What do you mean! Come at me if you want to do anything! What do you want to do to Fang'er and Xin'er! Song Wanning, you bitch!"

Song Wanning's expression remained unchanged, but looking at her eyes, Wen Jingxing knew that she was very angry inside at the moment.

During this period, people from the police station came to her and said that Song Zijiang wanted to meet her.

They are so impenitent that they are almost too poor to put food on the table and still hire so many servants to clean their homes.

Song Zijiang waited for a long time before he regained his composure and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth onto the ground.

Although they have the same life trajectory and destiny, it is human-made and will only lead to different results.

"But your mother is not a peaceful person. No wonder she could be coaxed away by me in just a few words. That woman does things I don't know every day, drinking and eating with a group of men all day long. How can the Song Company be controlled by just a woman like her?"

Get up, what kind of skills do you rely on, and who...!"

Due to sufficient evidence, Song Zijiang was convicted of marital infidelity, and the remaining assets in his name were divided into Song Wanning's name.

Song Wanning shook her head, "No, I just feel that things are different now."

"What would your mother say? That you had an affair in marriage? That she was pregnant with you for nine months, but you were having fun outside? That she just wanted to fight for you in front of your family, but now you are being

Do you suspect that you are doing illegal work?"

At this time, Lian Fangfang called again and was blocked by Song Wanning. Even if she changed her mobile phone number, it only showed that the other party had an empty number.

"Not only do you have the same face as your mother! Even your damn temperament is exactly the same. It's really annoying!"

The original owner is the original owner.

"If you hate me so much, why did you get together in the first place?"

Song Xin placed it directly on the dressing table without any thought. Wen Jingxing saw it when he went to pick up his hair.

But there was one thing that she was still curious about. What did her mother see in Song Zijiang, a terrible person like him?

"Just last night, I also saw other things. Lian Fangfang and Song Zijiang planned to imprison you here if they couldn't keep you, in order to threaten Uncle Xu to withdraw the lawsuit."

"Song Zijiang, the day after you were imprisoned, Lian Fangfang left with a foreign man named Fu."

As a loud slap sounded, half of Song Zijiang's face had already turned severely to one side.

Song Zijiang's feet were handcuffed to the welded table legs, and his hands were locked to the handle of the chair.

Song Wanning paused before leaving, "You shouldn't ask me what I want to do to you, but what Lian Fangfang will do to you."

Of course, they were careful and discovered that there was another slap mark on the left side of Song Zijiang's face.

Song Zijiang's eyes opened wider and wider, "What are you talking about?"

After all, he was still afraid of scaring Song Wanning, but he was still wearing pants instead of clothes.

Wen Jingxing then took out three small plastic bags from his pants pocket.

Song Wanning was a little anxious, "Wait a minute, I haven't gotten their hair yet."

"What I like to wear has nothing to do with you."

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Despite this, Song Wanning felt that when Song Zijiang saw her for the first time, he wanted to jump up and point at her nose and curse.

Taking the hair that Wen Jingxing gave him, he reassured Song Wanning that with the evidence of pre-marital infidelity, this lawsuit would definitely be won.
To be continued...