President Lu's sweet wife

Chapter 154 Chapter 154
Inside the VIP ward.

Several people in suits and leather shoes sat solemnly, with stacks of documents spread out on the table: "What we mean is that we suggest that you sign these documents, which is good for each other and better for Miss Song."

Song Wanwan's face was pale, the house transfer letter, the share waiver agreement, and the authority to change overseas property, each of which was property under her name. After she graduated from university, these were her guarantees that she was superior to others. Now...

A female lawyer looked at the pale face of the little girl, and felt pity in her heart. She fell from a high place to a low place at a young age, surrounded by servants in the past, but now there is no one around her: "Miss Song, why don't you sign it? Changed my surname..." Many agreements that were in effect before will automatically become invalid, and it also seems that the little girl is ignorant, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Who wants to change the name!Song Wanwan looked at the documents in front of her in disbelief, but in just two days, she thought it was a peaceful two days, her uncle did so many things behind her back and prepared so many things behind her back.

Uncle loves her, isn't it because she is cute, she is Wanwan, she will make people happy: "If I don't sign, no one will let me sign, I am Song Wanwan, I will be Song Wanwan all my life, I want to see uncle, let me See uncle!"

"Miss Song, calm down."

"I want to see my uncle."

"Boss Song is very busy."

How come, when she wanted to see her uncle before, the uncle was never busy: "Please, I want to see my uncle! Let me see my uncle."

The person Mr. Song doesn't want to see, what can they do? The property has been taken back, so the little girl in front of her should look away as soon as possible, so she can get some sympathy: "Ms. Song, calm down, don't get excited, so, you can think about it again." , we will put the file here for you."

"I don't! I don't—"

"Ms. Song! Mr. Song said, based on years of friendship, if you sign these agreements, you will naturally get a sum of compensation, which is enough for you to live well in the future."

What is a good life, she doesn't want it, the Song family is her family, and now the parents are just angry and venting their anger on her. When the parents are angry, they will forgive her: "Go! Liar! You are all liars!" Add insult to injury!Can't see her well!
The lawyer was also very helpless, and conveyed the final words: "If you don't sign, Mr. Song will resort to the law, and you will get nothing at that time."

"You go, you go! Uncle won't treat me like this..." Uncle won't...

"Ms. Song, calm down, and call us when you're done thinking about it. Here's our business card." The lawyer was afraid that she would be held responsible for something drastic, so he quickly put down his business card and left.

"No, no..." How could the uncle do this, the uncle loves me, not her daughter, and the uncle loves her so much, so the uncle loves only her, not the so-called Song home daughter.

After so many years...is their preference for themselves all fake?If parents abandon themselves, should uncles also abandon themselves?They clearly love themselves rather than a bloodline.

None of this is real, not real, all of this is still hers...

V13 ward tranquilizer!quick!Notify family members!

……

When Song Wanwan woke up again, she was transferred to the general ward.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Cao Xiurong looked at her waking daughter tremblingly: "I'm awake...do you want some water?"

Song Wanwan stared blankly at the ceiling, her mind was filled with the documents sent by the lawyer, and she didn't even realize where she was.

Cao Xiurong has also seen those things. Although she can't understand the specifics, she can understand the words "house transfer". Nian and the child's relationship: "You...don't be angry, your grandma is still in the police station, and we don't have much money...your father wants you to save yourself, don't be angry..."

dad? ... Dad couldn't stand her being wronged the most, and she would participate in all kinds of activities since she was a child, but in these agreements, there were also jewelry and real estate that her father gave her, and even every bag and watch was detailed.

It's just a bag!Is father going to settle with her! "Why let me live here!"

Cao Xiurong was a little afraid of her: "Your grandma is in the police station...can you cancel the report and let your grandma come back, maybe she is rich?"

Song Wanwan almost laughed angrily, tears fell down, her parents were so cruel, they couldn't see her intention to help report the fraud, and they said to her like this: "It's all your fault! Did you say something to stimulate my parents? !"

Cao Xiurong felt very guilty when she thought of what her mother-in-law could say with all her might.

"You really said it! Haha! You are so good! It's all your fault!"

"Wanwan, calm down, Wanwan, the doctor said you can't suffer anymore..."

"Shut up! Ah—"

Subconsciously, Cao Xiurong slapped him uncontrollably, his spirit was shocked by the abuse, and Cao Xiurong, who was not in good spirits, couldn't stop slapping Song Wanwan!With the strength to kill her.

Cao Xiurong's mental state is not good. The son's torture, Ye Man's shock, her mother-in-law's imprisonment, and her refusal to answer her phone calls.

Song Wanwan's mournful cry resounded!

There was a sudden chaos in the ward: "Doctor! Doctor! Something happened!"

When Cao Xiurong recovered, she looked tenderly at Song Wanwan, who had a bruised nose and swollen face: "It's all mother's fault, can you forgive mother?"

The people around subconsciously stayed away from the family, and the timid ones immediately asked for a transfer to the ward.

Song Wanwan shivered wrapped in the quilt, unable to believe that she was beaten: "You go...you go..."

Father Gu came back after paying the fee to his wife, and looked at the cheap daughter on the bed: "Hiding anything, just get used to it, and Cici never hides." It's just that when Cici grows up, his wife can't hit Cici. In ancient times and in ancient years, Cici could still hug his wife to comfort her, and her mood could be calmed down quickly, unlike now, where she had to drink medicine: "Squeamish! It's just two hits! Is it right to hit you?" It's only natural."

Cao Xiurong couldn't bear it: "Say less."

Song Wanwan looked at them as they should take it for granted, she wanted to scream excitedly, and she got under the quilt in fear, trembling softly: "Mom...Mom..." Where are you...

……

Ye Man looked at the ancient words who came to class, immediately put down the other students, and greeted them, gentle and loving, careful lady: "Here we come."

The people in the dance room looked over one after another.

Gu Cici smiled politely, and couldn't bear to push away her tenderness, but she came to the dance department every day after school. Usually, there were no people at this time, but today there were many seniors: "Are you in class? I Come back tomorrow." These words were addressed to Ms. Ye Man.

Ye Man shook her head hastily, and graciously pulled her daughter in: "After school, they are here to practice."

The ancient words were quickly understood. They didn't leave because Ms. Ye Man was there and wanted to be known.

Gu Cici found an open space and stretched his muscles and bones first.

Ye Man followed and watched her stretch. It was the first time she saw her daughter practice. The little girl had a serious posture. No wonder Mr. Zheng Qiu accepted her as his apprentice. Although she started late, it was gratifying to watch.

Ye Man raised his legs and stretched them along with his daughter, imperceptibly correcting her crooked little movements: "Where's your little boyfriend? Why didn't he follow you?" She didn't always follow her on weekdays. When she saw her several times, that child was inseparable , although it's not very good, but after all, they are already boyfriend and girlfriend, and she has no position to say anything, so now she can only use it as a topic to narrow the distance between the two.

"Is there something wrong with the laboratory?" She also found out that Lu Zhiyuan has six laboratories in this school. Rather than saying that he is in school, it is better to say that this is a more complete technical base. He spends most of his time in the laboratory. Many updated things on the Internet come from several of his laboratories.

Because of her affairs, Lu Zhiyuan was worried about staying with her all the time. There was a situation in the laboratory, and he didn't go there. Although she felt that she was fine, she was very grateful to Lu Zhiyuan for his hard work during this time.

"Boys, you still have to focus on your career."

Gu Cici nodded politely, slowly bent his waist, and soon felt that there was an extra hand on his waist.

Ye Man supported her steadily, and said in a serious voice, "Go on, don't try to stop, go down to the limit, I'll see how flexible it is."

Gu Cici doesn't pursue these things, she just learns casually, and the master doesn't teach her much, just coaxing the children to play, and the senior brothers and sisters also value her talent in painting: "I..."

"Continue." With a calm voice, Ye Man knelt on one knee on the cushion, with one hand behind her back and the other supporting her waist, her figure was elegant, beautiful and professional.

The words of Gu Cici's refusal stuck in his throat, and he lowered his waist imperceptibly seriously.

Ye Man waited for her waist to reach a certain curvature, gently exerted force on her wrist, and lightly lifted her up, stood up, turned sideways, lightly tapped her toes, just one movement of getting up, she was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her .

Gu Ci looked at it blankly, it was so beautiful.

Seeing her dazed gaze, Ye Man suddenly smiled, and said flatteringly and cautiously: "...Do you want to watch it? I'll dance a song for you..."

Dancing like a colorful phoenix entering the clouds, as light as a feather, as ethereal as a fairy, Ye Man is known as a contemporary master, without a little water, her dance is of great ornamental value, she can see strength from softness, and appreciate the beauty of beauty in her posture. Yue, every movement is not large, but it flows smoothly, like a treasure, like a Dunhuang mural, slowly unfolding, vigorous and gorgeous.

(End of this chapter)