Lu Shao is remarrying again

Chapter 8 I might as well sell myself
As long as she gave birth to a child of the Lu family, she would not be afraid even if Lu Chengchen divorced her. She could even change her current status based on the value of mother and child, so that Lu Chengchen and the Song family would never be able to separate their relationship.

Didn't Lu Chengchen want to get rid of her and Song Shi?
She refused to let him get his wish!
For so many years, Lu Chengchen has never seen any kind of woman or method, and he can see through Song Wei's purpose at a glance.

He made a soft "huh", leaned down on purpose, and continued to press down on Song Wei with a dangerous aura, "Mrs. Lu used to be the one who sneered at me, but now she insists on having a baby with me. Let me guess, are you afraid?" In love with me? Huh?"

He was smiling when he spoke, but there were icicles in his eyes.

Song Wei heard something pounding in her heart, and at the same time, Lu Chengchen's angular face was constantly enlarged in her eyes.

Getting closer, getting closer.

His warm lips suddenly stopped on her lips, full of pressure, and the straight bridge of his nose gently rubbed against her white and tender cheeks, causing a burning pain.

"Mrs. Lu, it's better to be self-aware in life, so as not to lose money and people in time." Lu Chengchen gently breathed warm breath into Song Wei's ear.

Every word is as cold and piercing as an ice cone.

He is threatening her.

Song Weichui's hand holding the bag tightened in front of him, and his nails made deep marks on the strap of the bag.

Under the streetlight, the man let go of the woman. With a tense face, he walked around to the driver's seat and opened the door to get into the car. He started the car and left in a leisurely manner, without any scruples about the woman's feeling of being left behind in the cold night.

A gust of night wind blew by, and Song Wei's neck was aroused by a layer of shallow goosebumps from the coolness.

She stood alone under the street lamp, and the light stretched her figure very long. She suddenly smiled, and there was a bit of imperceptible bitterness in her eyes.

……

After failing to negotiate with Lu Chengchen, Song Wei didn't go back to Lu's house, but spent every day in the company, thinking about how to stabilize the Song family's situation.

"Mr. Song, the hospital called and wanted to talk to you about the old chairman's condition." Song Wei had just finished the meeting when the young female assistant handed over her personal mobile phone.

She quickly picked up the phone, and when she was about to speak, she was aggressive: "Miss Song, you have been in arrears for Mr. Song's medical expenses for two months, can you please pay it as soon as possible?"

"I'm good."

Song Wei could only simply respond.

Yes, she has come to the end of her life now, and she can't even afford the medical expenses of her relatives.

Rubbing back her hair irritably, she handed the phone to the assistant, and ordered: "Look through what idle items are left under my name, find a way to sell them, and pay the grandpa for medical expenses."

The assistant took the phone from her.

"President Song..." Even the assistant looked at her sympathetically, "Why don't we go and ask Vice President Jiang? Let him pay the old chairman's medical expenses first."

"Begging him?" Song Wei snorted and refused resolutely, "I might as well sell myself!"

She would never beg Jiang Yichang unless she had to. It is thanks to him that the Song family became what it is now. Besides, begging him may not be successful. He is afraid that the old man will die in the hospital so that the Song family Fall into the hands of his door-to-door son-in-law as soon as possible.

Yes, Jiang Yichang was her father, the son-in-law of the Song family, a man who was ambitious to get the Song family.

Song Wei went back to the hotel at night.

She had just finished washing and laying down when the assistant called in a hurry: "Mr. Song, I sold all your idle items, but the old chairman's medical expenses are still not enough. There is a shortfall of more than 20!"

Song Wei trembled while holding the phone.

More than 20 million?

(End of this chapter)