Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 182 I Go To The Hospital By Myself
There was a brief silence, and suddenly there was a knock on the door, which was crisp and abrupt.

The secretary was startled, looked back, saw the beautiful woman standing at the door, and immediately stepped aside tactfully, and said hello respectfully, "Miss Song."

The fashionable and elegant woman approached slowly on high heels, glanced at her, gave a cold hum, and then looked at the man sitting motionless, with tenderness in her eyes, "I'm not done yet!" ?"

Shang Rui's expression didn't change in response to her appearance, and his voice didn't have much warmth, "Why are you here?"

The woman put the insulated box in front of him, opened it and said, "I asked my aunt to cook some food, it's still warm, you can eat some."

The secretary glanced at the man, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Shang, I still have something to do, so I'll go get busy first."

Shang Rui waved his hand.

Soon there were only two people left in the conference room. When no one was talking, there was only the slight sound of tableware colliding, which was inexplicably weird, but nothing unusual could be seen from the faces of the two of them, as if this kind of getting along had become a habit.

The woman was wearing a red dress and a small coat. Her skin was white and anti-human, exuding the temperament of a typical daughter of a wealthy family. Her fingers were long and slender, with vermilion-dyed nails, so white that even the dove egg diamond ring on her ring finger lost its brilliance.

The facial features are not sweet and charming, but they are very attractive, and when they are not talking, they have a cold temperament.

Some people, with a natural high-end face, are probably like her.

"No need, I'll have a meeting later, if you haven't eaten yet, go to my office to eat." The man stood up slowly, stretched his stiff limbs, and walked towards the window.

The woman tidied up the food for a while, then quickly recovered, and said in a low voice: "There is still time, you can eat a little, I will wait for you in the office, do not disturb you, after eating, just ask the secretary to pack it up and send it over."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for him to speak, she withdrew her hand, turned around, and left slowly.

Shang Rui looked back at her back, his eyes deepened.

CEO's office.

The woman opened the door and went in. The female secretary was arranging the documents and when she heard the voice, she turned her head subconsciously. Seeing that it was her, she smiled faintly, "Miss Song."

There is no harm if there is no comparison. A female secretary with a superb figure in professional attire completely loses her color in front of women. It shows the difference between ordinary people and rich and famous ladies.

She looked straight at the secretary, still calm, but inexplicably more coercive, "What happened to the company recently?"

The secretary was startled and hesitated, "This..."

The woman narrowed her beautiful eyes, and her voice became colder, "I am his wife, so I have no right to know?"

The female secretary's face turned pale.

That's right, this one in front of you is the well-known wife of Mr. Shang, the eldest lady of the Song family, Song Ran, who is worth over [-] million, absolutely well-matched, and a well-known talented woman in the circle of celebrities.

It's just that the two are secretly married, so she has always been called Miss Song.

"There is something wrong with the company..."

The secretary told her about the recent events in the company.

Song Ran took out a cigarette from her bag and lit it skillfully, put it between her lips and took a puff, the red lips exhaled a blue-white smoke, which made her original noble and indifferent temperament a little more depraved.

After listening quietly, she held the cigarette between her fingers and flicked it at the ashtray. She asked leisurely, "He has stayed in Nancheng for so long, and he didn't gain anything?"

The female secretary swallowed silently, lowered her head, hesitating how to explain to her.

She can't tell her that Mr. Shang is going to Nancheng just for a woman, right?

After thinking for a while, she explained: "There are some. I learned about the development of related industries in Nancheng, and I also negotiated some cooperation. By the way... I got to know Mr. Shao's... contacts."

If she wants to say that she knows Mr. Shao's woman, she wonders if she will be beaten.

Song Ran's expression didn't change, and she didn't seem to have any doubts about her explanation. She just reached out and put out the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray, and said in a hoarse voice, "The last half month...does he have free time during the day?"

"Half a month? You wait." The secretary was startled, hurried to get his tablet from the table, opened it, swipe the screen, and looked carefully, then his expression changed, and he raised his head to look at her in embarrassment, "Miss Song ... If you have anything, I will arrange it first and discuss it with Mr. Shang later."

The woman didn't seem surprised at all, she waved her fingers expressionlessly, "No need, I'll follow him later."

The secretary finished tidying up and said, and left. Not long after, Shang Rui opened the door and came in. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Didn't I say not to be in my office?" Do you smoke?"

Go to the table and pick up the remote control to turn on the exhaust fan.

He stood there and looked at her, "Why haven't you left yet?"

There was no emotion in his tone, but his eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger.

Song Ran put down her crossed legs and looked up at him, "I have something to do with you, when can you arrange half a day for me?"

Shang Rui asked softly, "What's the matter?"

The woman withdrew her eyes lightly when he looked over, and lowered her eyes, "I won't be able to tell for a while."

Shang Rui looked at the woman, frowned even tighter, and pursed his thin lips. After a while, he still said: "I'm busy recently, I want to make an appointment with the secretary."

"No more appointments, I'll tell you directly, I'll be waiting for you at home at twelve noon tomorrow." The woman suddenly picked up her bag, stood up, and spoke crisply.

"Song Ran!" Shang Ruijun's face was stained with displeasure, "Don't be self-willed, I'm very busy now."

The woman walked up to him, tightened his bow tie considerately, looked up, and smiled softly, "I know you are very busy so I won't bother you today, so if you don't go at twelve o'clock tomorrow, I hope you won't regret it in the future .”

Saying that, slender fingers caressed the clothes on his chest, and he turned sideways to leave.

The irritability that Shang Rui had accumulated over the past few days burst out with anger, and he grabbed her wrist, with a gloomy handsome face, and said coldly: "You threaten me? Song Ran, you know me..."

Regret?

He has never made himself regret in half his life, including marrying her. Even if he has no feelings, the huge commercial interests make him not regret his choice, but he only hates other people's threats.

"I'm pregnant." The woman interrupted him lightly, with an unusually calm expression.

The man stared at her, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Song Ran continued: "I originally planned to give you half a day to think about it. If you don't want it, I will go to the hospital to have an abortion."

With an understatement, the man's face instantly tensed up, and the grip that was holding her was almost broken.

After a few seconds of silence, his expression still showed nothing, but his voice became inexplicably cold, "You want to kill him?"

Something flashed in Song Ran's eyes very quickly, and he suddenly sneered, "Why, do you still want to keep it?"

She looked at him closely, her heart clenched.

(End of this chapter)