"Mr. Jiang Wu, are you willing to marry Miss Song Mangmang as your wife, hold your son's hand from now on, share weal and woe, and never leave me?"

Song Mangmang's black eyes were bright, and her eyes were covered with excitement and throbbing. She was finally going to become his bride.

However, for a while, he didn't hear Jiang Wu's answer. Song Mangmang looked at him in a little confused and happened to meet the man's black eyes.

It is cold and dark, without the gentle and pampering of the past, it has a hint of puzzling coldness.

Jiang Wu looked at her indifferently for a few seconds, opened her thin lips lightly, and spit out three words clearly and coldly, "I don't want to!"

The audience was in an uproar—

Song Mangmang was stunned, his beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Jiang Wu blankly.

How could it be...

She had been dating Jiang Wu for many years, and even as soon as her legal age came, he proposed to her.

Jiang Wu has always held her in her palm!

Song Mangmang reached out to grab Jiang Wu without any intention, and was thrown away mercilessly, as if he was throwing away some dirty things. Song Mangmang was not prepared and was so staggered by the force that he staggered for two steps, barely stabilizing his body.

Jiang Wu announced: "The wedding was cancelled, and all cooperation between the Jiang family and the Song family will be stopped from today!"

After the words came, he glanced at Song Mangmang coldly, as if he was mocking and self-deprecating, but he didn't say anything else, and took his long legs and left with big strides.

Song Mangmang stood there blankly, and the sarcastic words from all directions instantly drowned her. She was like falling into an ice cellar, and thousands of swords pierced her heart.

…

The Song family’s daughter was abandoned at the wedding, and Jiang’s cooperation was completely terminated. The two news worsened, the Song Group’s stock price plummeted, the project was suspended, and the capital chain was also broken.

The mother in the family was roaring at her: "The family has cultivated you for so many years, what's the use of asking you for? I can't even catch a man's heart. Haven't you all had sex with Awu? Why would he still regret the marriage in public and slap us in the face like this?"

Such unceremonious accusations made Song Mangmang's face uncontrollably turn white, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Yes, they have always had a good relationship over the years. The night before the wedding, they fell in love... They got on the bed. Everything was fine, but she still couldn't figure out what went wrong. Jiang Wu would suddenly turn against him!

Or, after a man gets it, he will change...

…

Jiang's Group.

Song Mangmang had always been unobstructed when entering and leaving the place, but today he was stopped by the guard at the gate and waited for four hours.

The sun was particularly strong today. Song Mangmang waited until his cheeks were red and his body was sweating, before he saw someone coming out of it.

He is Jiang Wu’s daily assistant.

He stood in front of her, with a respectful voice and a polite voice, and spoke directly, "Miss Song, Mr. Jiang asked me to convey your words."

"I'm tired of playing."

"Don't show up in front of him again!"

In an instant, all the blood on Song Mangmang's face faded away, and his words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even say a word.

She never thought that a man who treated her tenderly for so many years and who was extremely doting on her would give her heart-wrenching words in a blink of an eye.

Song Mangmang bit his lower lip tightly, almost biting blood, and then he barely found his voice, "...Please give me a few words too."

"I have been thinking about it for so many years..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and the feelings... ha... there is no relationship between them now.

She changed her mouth, "I thought of it in the past, I saved his life and begged him to give the Song family a way out."

"I will stop showing up as he wishes!"

Perhaps it was because Jiang Wu wanted to completely separate her from her. After that day, the Jiang Group gave Song a sum of money in the name of capital injection, and Song Mangmang also fulfilled his promise and went abroad.

The years of love and affection are like a dream, and the wind blows, it completely disperses.

…

Two years later.

Song Mangmang walked out of the airport with her suitcase. She stared at the strange and familiar city in front of her, feeling indescribable.

If it weren't for the abnormality of her brother's physical condition, she probably wouldn't have come back.

The driver Lao Chen was already waiting at the door, and Song Mangmang got into the car and the car was transported into the traffic.

The car did not drive towards Song's house or the hospital, but stopped in front of a guild hall for about an hour later.

Lao Chen said mechanically: "Miss, the master is waiting for you inside."

Song Mangmang frowned, but didn't ask anything. She pushed open the car door with an expressionless face and got out of the car.

This is a private banquet, and not many people come, but those who can appear here tonight are either rich or noble.

Seeing Song Mangmang, Song's father stepped forward in three or two steps, without a word of greeting, and directly stuffed a square room card in his hand into her hand, and ordered: "Helping Mr. Qian, it depends on you whether the company can bring about a resurrection."

Song Mangmang's long curled eyelashes trembled slightly. Although she had guessed her father's intention, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken when she heard him like this.

Covering her self-deprecating eyes, she raised her eyes and replied obediently, "Okay, father."

After the words fell, Song Mangmang turned around and left.

Father Song looked at her graceful and beautiful back and smiled with great satisfaction.

On the locker next to him, several luxurious men sat, all of whom were catching the scene in front of him. Everyone looked at the tall figure hidden in the dark.

Jiang Wu's handsome face was always expressionless, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if Song Mangmang was just an irrelevant stranger.

It was just inexplicably cold on everyone's back.

…

Song Mangmang opened the door with the room card.

Mr. Qian, who was only wrapped in a bathrobe, saw her, and his eyes were filled with unconcealed desire, and he dragged his fat body towards her, "Beauty, you are here!"

Mr. Qian couldn't wait to reach out his hand, and his fat big hand grabbed Song Mangmang's wrist and took her straight toward the big bed.

Song Mangmang let him take it and was pushed down on the bed. She bent her lips and smiled at Mr. Qian.

This made Qian Yuan's body feel relieved after laughing, and he rushed over.

However, the next second, Song Mangmang raised his hand, and Qian Zong only felt that something had stabbed the neck. His eyes suddenly turned black and his body collapsed weakly.

Song Mangmang got up and kicked Mr. Qian, who had fallen asleep, off the bed, his eyes full of coldness.

Before returning to China, she still had a hint of extravagance for her father. Now it seems that in her father's heart, she was just a commodity from beginning to end.

However, Song Mangmang is no longer the Song Mangmang she used to be, and she will never be the product that is obedient and at his mercy!

Song Mangmang coldly threw the room card on Mr. Qian, tidied up his clothes, and left in his high heels.

Walking out of the entrance of the guild, Song Mangmang saw the man in front of him leaning lazily against the body of the car, a cigarette between his slender fingers, and the smoke was floating faintly.
Chapter completed!