Abandoned Woman Reborn: Remarrying a Wealthy Emperor

Chapter 42 Ambiguous, Dreaming of An Shinuan
Song Weihao slammed on the brakes, and the front of the car almost hit the guardrail. He turned to look at Fu Nuan, "Did she really say that?"

Fu Nuan put away Leng Lie, and suddenly laughed, "Just kidding, we seldom contacted Shi Nuan after she got married, and you also know that she takes any grievances in her heart."

Song Weihao secretly heaved a sigh of relief, "Miss Fu really scared me to death, and I also feel strange that Shi Nuan and I have such a good relationship, and my mother is also very accommodating to her, how could she say such a thing?"

"I'm really sorry for scaring President Song." Fu Nuan said with a smile, "It's been almost a year since Shi Nuan passed away. I couldn't attend her funeral due to personal reasons, and I couldn't attend her wedding and childbirth. I've always felt sorry for her, and I really want to see her daughter, who must look very similar to her."

Song Weihao's expression changed. He didn't even look at the child seriously when the child was born, and now he can't remember what the child looked like.

"The child is still being treated abroad, and there will be opportunities in the future." Song Weihao took out his mobile phone, "What is Miss Fu's mobile phone number, and I will tell you as soon as Shi Nuan's daughter and I return to China."

Fu Nuan readily gave Song Weihao her mobile phone number.

After returning to the residence, he took a shower and was just about to fall asleep when he heard the phone ringing. He picked it up and saw that it was Song Weihao.

"Miss Fu Nuan, are you home?" Song Weihao's tone on the phone was very gentle, just like when he chased her in the previous life.

Fu Nuan sneered, but her tone was polite and gentle, "I'm home."

"I can rest assured that."

Fu Nuan got off the car three to five minutes away from her residence, because she knew Song Weihao too well, so she simply gave him an excuse to call.

"I'm really sorry, not only did President Song send me off, but also made President Song worry."

"It's worth it for a man to do anything for the woman he admires." Song Weihao's words were ambiguous.

"I'm even more embarrassed for President Song to say that." There was no clear rejection or clear acceptance, and his attitude was ambiguous, deliberately giving Song Weihao room for imagination.

Now build a good relationship with him and find a way to see his daughter.

Song Weihao chuckled, "Don't always call me the president, it's too natural, if you don't mind, call me Weihao."

"Ah? This..." Fu Nuan pretended to be embarrassed.

"I'll call you Nuan Nuan from now on, so we'll be evened!"

On the phone, Song Weihao was unwilling to end the call, and chatted with Fu Nuan on various topics, until someone knocked on the door of the study, and then reluctantly ended the call.

Opening the study door, she saw An Shiya standing outside.

"Honey, it's so late, why don't you go to bed?"

"You are so busy with company affairs every day, I made you a bowl of tonic soup, you can drink it before you get busy."

"We're done, let's go to sleep."

The two walked out of the study room together. Song Weihao didn't notice that An Shiya secretly turned his head and looked at the study room. The computer was not turned on, and the files were neatly placed, and there was no sign of work.

"Shi Nuan told me that she was unhappy and couldn't even control her husband's heart. She also said that she couldn't let go. Those who harmed her were still alive. She watched them by their side every day. ..."

Song Weihao woke up suddenly and saw a woman standing beside the bed.

"Song Weihao, I died so badly!" The woman said resentfully, "I'm here to watch you every day, watching how you die..."

"Shinuan?" Song Weihao was surprised, "Aren't you dead?"

"Yeah, I'm dead, I was burned alive by you, Song Weihao, take my life!" An Shinuan rushed forward and strangled Song Weihao's neck, "I died so painfully, I was burned by the fire..."

"I didn't hurt you... Let go..."

"Husband! Husband! Wake up..."

Song Weihao woke up suddenly, sat up and looked around the bed, but found no one.

"Honey, what's wrong with you? Have a nightmare?" An Shiya asked after turning on the bedside lamp.

"I, I dream that the world is warm." Song Weihao wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Why did you suddenly dream of her?"

Song Weihao's expression changed, perhaps Fu Nuan's casual jokes had an effect.

"I don't know, I suddenly dreamed." Song Weihao didn't tell An Shiya about what happened with Fu Nuan tonight, "In the dream, Shiya grabbed my neck and said that I would pay for my life, saying that she died in pain. will follow us..."

"Stop talking!" An Shiya quickly interrupted, "Everyone is dead, why mention her?"

Subconsciously glanced around the room, "Maybe her death day is coming soon, I'll ask someone to burn some paper money for her tomorrow."

Song Weihao nodded, An Shinuan had been dead for almost a year, and when he remembered seeing An Shinuan's charred body, he began to feel terrified.

He could imagine how miserable her death was.

"Tomorrow, I will pay homage to her in person and visit her daughter's tomb by the way." The death of her daughter has been kept secret and has not been made public for the time being.

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow." An Shiya was smart enough to know that she couldn't be jealous of a dead person.

Now the Song family is hers, a daughter and a pair of twins have secured her position as the young wife of the wealthy Song family, but in order to consolidate her position, only one son is obviously not enough.

"Honey, I want to have another child." An Shiya snuggled into Song Weihao's arms coquettishly.

"We already have three..."

"Mom has been urging me, saying that you are a single heir of the Song family, and you want us to have a few more children to spread the branches and leaves for the Song family." An Shiya put her arms around Song Weihao's neck delicately, and shouted nastyly: " husband!"

Song Weihao was distracted by her tender and nasty cry, turned over and pressed on him, An Shiya turned off the light smoothly.

They did not do it for a few days. Every time they were on the bed, An Shiya tried her best to make him serve him happily. Although she gave birth to three children, An Shiya's figure remained very good. In the past, there were more women's sexiness and charm, so Song Weihao couldn't help himself every time.

"I died so badly. I watch you every day, watching how you die..." An Shinuan's voice sounded.

Song Weihao was startled, and immediately froze.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Song Weihao came back to his senses, found that there was nothing, and continued to make out.

"I died so badly. I watch you every day, watching how you are going to die, Song Weihao, take your life..." An Shinuan's voice sounded again.

Song Weihao suddenly stopped in fright, reached out to turn on the light, "Let's turn on the light."

An Shiya nodded with a flushed face, she couldn't wait any longer, she put her arms around Song Weihao's neck and kissed him proactively.

The two were making out, but Song Weihao couldn't do anything, he always felt that An Shinuan was watching them, and couldn't stand up no matter what.

"Honey, I'm a little tired, let's continue tomorrow night." Song Weihao's self-esteem was hit, and he got off An Shiya.

"Honey, what's the matter with you?" An Shiya asked coquettishly, but she could hear her dissatisfaction. She was excited, but he suddenly couldn't.

"Husband..." An Shiya still wanted it, and Jiao Didi called out again.

"I'm really tired." Song Weihao rolled over and fell asleep.

A trace of coldness and dissatisfaction flashed in An Shiya's eyes.

(End of this chapter)