Mistaken Love with Mistaken Hatred

Song Si Man was caught off guard and directly fell off the stool in a sorry state. She got up and looked at her father with a puzzled expression, "Dad, am I not even qualified to see mother anymore?"

His mother had been lying here for more than a thousand days, and it was she who took care of him every day. How come he didn't even have the rights to take care of her now?

Song Yingcai let out a disdainful sneer, "Hmph! You useless thing! I thought that marrying Jing Simo would help my family through this crisis! "So, after all this time, have you brought back any money for your family?"

So that's how it was.

"Hur hur." "Dad, in your heart, should I be the same as the merchandise?"

"Pa …"

Just as Songsman finished his sentence, Song Ying raised his hand and slapped him ruthlessly, "Unfilial daughter! "How dare you talk to your father in such a tone!"

Song Yingcai had used a lot of strength in his hands, knocking Song Seman's head to the side. His ears buzzed and his face burned with pain.

A sweet and bloody taste spread from his mouth. Song Si Man straightened his body and curled his lips indifferently. When he looked at his father, his pale face was already filled with determination. "Thank you for this slap. You've completely severed our relationship!"

After saying that, she left the ward without looking back.

Tears of grievance rolled down his face.

Ever since their mother had become a vegetable, Song Ling`er and her daughter had entered the Song Family in broad daylight. Their father's attitude toward them and his daughter were like heaven and earth.

Therefore, when Jing Si Mo suddenly proposed to her, she nodded without hesitation.

After all, he was the man she had loved since she was young.

What I don't know is … She jumped out of the pit and fell into the pit again.

Sanskman thought bitterly as he made a turn and suddenly fell into someone's arms.

A familiar cold air lingered at the tip of her nose. She was stunned for a moment before she looked up in astonishment.

Jing Simo still had a dignified and cold appearance. His handsome face was gloomy as he narrowed his eyes at her, "Come over and sign."

After saying that, the man turned around and walked into the chairman's office.

Signature?

Thursman frowned and followed her in astonishment.

Jing Simo slapped the documents on the table and lightly said, "Next week Ling'er and I will go to Seattle to customize our wedding dress. After we return, I don't want to see you again in Rhine Bay!"

Although his tone was light, each word was like a poisoned needle, piercing into his heart.

If that was the case, what Song Ling'er said was the truth …

The information on the table was written in large, eye-catching characters, in black and white. It read: Divorce Agreement.

She endured the bone-piercing pain from her internal organs, trying to keep her tone calm. "Reason."

"Reason?" Jing Simo mockingly curled his lips and walked over to whisper into her ear, "Of course I'm torturing you with some tricks!" After the divorce, you will enter the Jing Clan and become my exclusive … "Slaves!"

The last two words were enunciated word by word with a tinge of provocation. However, it was enough to send shivers down Song Si Man's spine.

All the humiliation and pain lingered in her chest, but in the end, it turned into a cold smile on Song Seman's lips. She took a step back and smiled at him, "Jingsi Mo, aren't you afraid that the matter between my mother and your father and Tianqing will be deliberately set up by someone? If I were you, I'd show you all the evidence! When my mom wakes up, when we catch those rapists... "

"Enough!" Jing Si Mo interrupted her with a stern voice. He raised his hand to pinch her neck before gritting his teeth fiercely and said, "It's not your turn to teach a vicious woman like me how to act!"

Zero distance looked at the man's handsome face that was just inches away from him. Song Si Man's heart was breaking into many pieces …

This face, she had loved for so many years, how had it become so terrifying!

Song Si Man didn't struggle. He allowed his large hands to grip his neck as he slowly took away all of her breath …