Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 697 Xiao Wenying Quietly Leaves

In his heart, Melham thought to himself, "Mom is too good to Song Zhizhi!"

Cheng Sinuo reached out and quietly pinched her husband's arm, reminding him not to be jealous.

Why be jealous about something like this?

The mother-in-law is kind-hearted and can't bear to see Song Zhizhi suffer such injustice.

Moreover, the mother-in-law genuinely likes Helian Cheng, which is why she extends that affection to Song Zhizhi.

This kind of "goodness" is naturally different from that of one's own children.

My husband, Mo Erhan, is my mother-in-law's biological son. How could my mother-in-law like Helian Cheng and Song Zhizhi more than her own son?

My husband's jealousy is completely pointless.

"Honey, it hurts! Why are you pinching me?"

Melhan, being rather carefree, naturally couldn't fathom why his wife was pinching him.

"I told you to shut up and stop asking questions."

"Why? I just feel that Mom likes Song Zhizhi and Helian Cheng more than she likes me."

"Are you stupid? Who is Mom's biological son?"

"Of course it is me."

"Isn't this right?"

"Oh, I was narrow-minded. I shouldn't have been jealous of Liancheng and Song Zhizhi."

"It's good that you're smart, but your emotional intelligence is lacking."

Cheng Sinuo teased her husband.

This remark caused Mu Qianqian and everyone in the room to burst into laughter.

Laughter and cheerful voices filled the Mo family's old residence.

Dark clouds loomed over the Song family villa.

When Xiao Wenying returned home, she told Song Weilong and Song Huiyao about what had happened at the He and Mo families.

What she received was a hard slap from Song Weilong, so powerful that it made Xiao Wenying's ears ring.

"You idiot, she tricked you into signing a letter severing ties, and you actually signed it? Don't you know that once you sign it, we won't be able to get any money from Zhizhi anymore? You pig-brain, can't you even think about it?"

After finishing his rant, Song Weilong slapped Xiao Wenying across the face again.

A searing pain shot through her, and Xiao Wenying's tears flowed uncontrollably.

At that moment, she finally understood that in Song Weilong's heart, she was nothing.

Perhaps, she was just a gentle and obedient servant who was at his beck and call.

It was a tool he used to warm his bed.

He had no love or respect for her whatsoever.

Xiao Wenying was utterly despondent.

Her marriage was nothing more than a pipe dream.

A chill ran through Xiao Wenying's heart; the love she once had for Song Weilong was gone from her eyes.

She secretly planned to divorce Song Weilong and leave this cold and heartless home.

Even if she were to become destitute and never again live the life of a wealthy socialite, she would be willing to accept it.

If she stays in this house, she'll be beaten to death by Song Weilong sooner or later.

She was just a tool used by Song Weilong.

If she can't reconcile with her daughter and get money from her to help the Song family, what awaits her is being despised by Song Weilong and kicked out of the Song family penniless.

"What? You have a problem with me hitting you? Or are you trying to play dead and get away with it?"

Song Weilong's cold words, devoid of any warmth, completely extinguished Xiao Wenying's last shred of affection.

She secretly calculated how much money she had left, how much she could sell the jewelry in the jewelry cabinet for, whether it would be enough to support her life after leaving the Song family, and how much more money she could secretly take from the Song family.

"Speak, are you dead?"

Song Weilong roared.

"No, I'm thinking about how to win back my daughter and get the money from her quickly."

Covering her aching cheek, Xiao Wenying showed no sign of wanting to escape from this home.

"That's more like it. I'll give you three days to find Zhizhi and get the money. Otherwise, get out of the Song family and I'm divorcing you."

"Three days is enough."

Xiao Wenying muttered something.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, honey. I told you I'll get the money, please don't divorce me."

Xiao Wenying said this on purpose to prevent Song Weilong from realizing that she wanted to run away with the money.

"roll."

"it is good."

When Song Huiyao and Song Huirui saw the humble Xiao Wenying, a hint of mockery appeared in their eyes.

She thought that by marrying into the Song family and giving birth to a daughter for her father, she could secure her position as Mrs. Song.

It's just a dog kept by the Song family.

Seeing that Xiao Wenying had returned to her bedroom, the two brothers also left the villa and returned to the company.

next day

After Xiao Wenying got up and waited for the Song family father and son to go to the group, she quietly packed up the jewelry she had acquired over the years, left the Song family villa, went to a familiar jewelry store, and sold it all at a low price. She also stole some from Song Weilong's safe and sold them together.

Then, she went to a law firm to consult a lawyer about whether she could quickly divorce Song Weilong.

After receiving a negative answer from the lawyer, she turned around and went to the airport to buy a plane ticket to leave country C for Switzerland the next morning.

In Switzerland, she has her childhood sweetheart.

Now, we have no choice but to seek refuge with him.

After doing all this, she calmly returned to the Song family villa.

Back at the Song family home, she quietly packed up her more valuable clothes.

Looking at the only intimate photo of her and Song Weilong in the bedroom, a hint of hatred flashed in her eyes.

She picked up the photo frame and threw it on the ground.

The picture frame shattered on the hard marble floor.

She took out the photo and tore it to shreds.

Then he threw all the trash out the window onto the lawn in the back garden.

When the Song family father and son returned home, she resumed her usual gentle and humble demeanor, serving them dinner.

That night, sleeping next to Song Weilong, she was so nervous that she dared not close her eyes.

She was afraid that Song Weilong would suddenly check the safe and find that the jewelry inside was missing. In the middle of the night, Song Weilong habitually turned over, wanting to hold her while they slept, but she gently pushed him away.

Looking at Song Weilong's sleeping face, she was filled with mixed emotions.

She once thought that this man loved her, was her safe haven, and was the guarantee for her luxurious life.

Looking back now, it's clear that from the very beginning, Song Weilong had absolutely no feelings or love for her.

She tentatively reached out and gently pinched Song Weilong's neck.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you sleeping? Why are you touching me?"

Song Weilong mumbled something, turned over, and fell asleep again.

"What am I doing? Even if I kill him, I can't escape the consequences. Why jeopardize my future for a scumbag?"

Xiao Wenying immediately withdrew her hand.

She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

As dawn broke, faint sunlight streamed through the window and refracted onto the bed.

Xiao Wenying opened her eyes.

"Remember, you have two days to get your money back, or get out of here."

As soon as Song Weilong woke up, he scolded Xiao Wenying.

"I understand. I will definitely get the money today. Just you wait, the Song Group is saved."

"That's more like it. I'll be waiting for you at the company. Come find me there once you get the money."

"it is good."

Song Weilong got up, washed up, had breakfast with his son and the others, and then went to the company.

Xiao Wenying quickly pulled her suitcase and headed to the airport amidst the surprised gazes of the housekeeper and maids.

Before boarding the plane, Xiao Wenying took out her phone and sent a message to her daughter, Song Zhizhi.

"I'm sorry, daughter. I was wrong about everything before. I'm sorry, I'm leaving now. Take good care of yourself from now on. I hope you and your son-in-law can live a good life together."