"Song Ting, don't forget how happy your son is now. He sees his mother cheer up again and see you standing in the workplace with great speed. His eyes are shining! He likes you like this. If you go back, Wang Yuzhe will only be more sad. Do you understand?"

Her son

Her son likes the way she looks in a suit so much that his eyes shine when she wears a suit.

How could she live up to what her son expected of her.

But... She can't.

"He certainly doesn't want to see you go back to that house, song ting. I can help you." Song Ting slowly raised her head. The slender figure was not someone else, but Tang Qingge.

She held out her hand and said firmly, "I'll help you. If you can't do it, I'll help you do it."

Song Ting's eyes are hot and red. She still holds those humiliating photos in her arms, but at the moment, these seem to be unimportant. She can't do it for herself, but she can't do it for her son.

Because she is still a mother.

Song Ting held Tang Qingge's hand tightly and stood up from the ground with her strength. Her legs and feet were shaking. She didn't know what kind of eyes they would look at her. She didn't even dare to think about what they would think of her.

Tang Qingge clenched her hand, looked at Song Ting's face white and trembling, and suddenly pursed her lips, "you are now the vice president of the company. If you don't want to see these people in the company, you can let them leave directly at the command."

The people in the company immediately looked at Song ting with expectant eyes.

Song Ting said hoarsely, "no, I don't mean that. It has nothing to do with them."

He pursed his lips. "Wang Jian came for me. It has nothing to do with them."

"What do you want to do now?"

Song Ting clenched her hand. "I just want my son back."

Tang Qingge opened his lips, "not enough."

"Son, money and spiritual loss expenses. You have to come back to take care of their mother and son these years!"

Song Ting is tight all over. Yes, she made her fortune by relying on the money she gave Wang Jian. Why did she devote her youth and money in the end, but in the end, both money and her son belong to Wang Jian?

He can continue to hug and kiss with the actors in the circle. He can continue to squander every sum of money she made with him. Moreover, he still refuses to divorce her and refuses to let her go, so as to continue to maintain his image of "good sir". How can there be such a truth in the world!

"But now Wang Jian is more qualified to raise children. If you want to compete for the custody of children, I'm afraid you need to provide strong evidence that Wang Jian is not suitable for raising children."

Song Ting drooped her eyes, "as long as you can catch the evidence of his cheating."

Tang Qingge raised his eyebrows. "So, do you have it?"

Song Ting nodded and her eyes burst into dazzling brilliance. "I don't know anything these years. I've left evidence of his activities with the actresses in the circle who tried to climb into his bed."

"Smart!"

Song Ting smiled reluctantly, then stared at her mobile phone. For a long time, her hand trembled and called, "Wang Jian, you did the ghost in the picture, didn't you?"

Sarcastic laughter came from the opposite, "of course it's me, song ting. I told you, if you dare to leave me, I'll make you pay the price!"

Song Ting closed her eyes. "OK, I ask you, if I go back, will you treat me well? Or will you still abuse me as often as before, and let me wait on you day and night to wash clothes, cook and wash feet with your mother. I can't ask more about your cheating. Is it still such a day?"

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