Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 461 Lian Sheng: I should have gone crazy long ago

Lian Sheng tilted his head, and pressed the tip of his tongue against his aching cheek.

Then he looked at Song Rao who was glaring at him angrily: "Crazy? I should have gone fucking crazy!" He shouted loudly, with veins throbbing on his forehead, turned around and walked away in a rage.

He went downstairs quickly, the wooden stairs were trampled by him, and he wished he could break them, and he left the room in a few steps.

Song Rao was the only one left in the quiet room. She raised her hand and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. Distraught, she took out a cigarette impetuously and lit one to calm down.

As the sky darkened, Song Rao sat on the side of the bed, with cigarette butts all over the ground at his feet, and the room was filled with a strong smell of smoke.

Fu Sicheng's arrival was unexpected, the fake divorce agreement was even more shocking to Song Rao, and Lian Sheng, who suddenly went crazy, was disturbing her.

In the past three years, she had already broken up with Fu Sicheng in her heart, and she had nothing to do with him. If nothing else happened, she would never return to the capital or meet him again in her life.

But he didn't think that he and he had never been separated from the beginning to the end, and Fu Sicheng still had their wedding rings on his hands.

The fake divorce agreement was too heavy, and it tied her and Fu Sicheng together.It was not just a piece of paper, but also represented Fu Sicheng's never-ending feelings.The divorce agreement is a dead thing, she can draw up thousands of copies for him, and try her best to force him to sign, but what about Fu Sicheng's feelings?

And what about herself?

With a pain in his finger, Song Rao threw the cigarette butt that was burning to the end in his hand on the ground, and raised his hand to see that the black glove was burnt into a smoke hole.Song Rao smiled embarrassedly: Isn't this making things difficult for her?
"Miss Song, dinner is here for you." Old Liu started to shout outside with a smile before entering the house.

"Here we come." Song Rao withdrew her thoughts and walked down.

Seeing that the smile on Song Rao's face was a bit forced, Old Liu smiled and asked concerned: "Are you okay?"

Song Rao nodded and said without saying anything, "Uncle Liu, please ask someone to deliver dinner to Mr. Fu."

Old Liu: "It has already been sent."

Song Rao hummed, and seeing the grilled lamb chops with a lot of chives sprinkled on it, and the tomato and vegetable salad, he couldn't help asking Old Liu: "Do you have any other dishes?"

"What Miss Song wants to eat, I'll ask someone to do it again."

"No, yes... Forget it, I can't eat it, I can't take it anymore and I'll leave." Song Rao said to herself.

"Who is Miss Song talking about?" Old Liu didn't quite understand.

"It's okay. By the way, Uncle Liu, can you do me a favor? Let everyone help hide the child's matter, don't even mention it."

"The master has already ordered in the afternoon, don't worry, the child will not be brought here during this time."

Hearing that Lian Sheng gave the order early, Song Rao was even more upset.

Seeing that Song Rao was preoccupied, Lao Liu said, "Miss Song, I heard something from Qin Zhao about you and Mr. Fu. I want to ask for my master, will you go with Mr. Fu?"

"Why are you asking for your master?"

"Miss Song is a smart person, so you can't fail to see my master's thoughts on you, right? Although he never said it, even Qin Zhao's piece of wood has already regarded you as the hostess here, even the camp Many brothers here thought that child was you and my master..."

"Uncle Liu, I'm a divorced..." Realizing that the wording was wrong, I changed my words: "I'm a married person, and I have given birth to a child. There are so many good girls in this world."

Old Liu shook his head with kind eyebrows and kind eyes: "Miss Song, how are you? It has nothing to do with whether you have ever been married or had children. Don't underestimate yourself. Your excellence is obvious to all. If it weren't for you, My master may not have all his hands and feet now."

(End of this chapter)