After the divorce, the pregnant belly was discovered by the ex-husband

"Boss Song, our master wants to see you." A male voice brought Song Xiangru back to her senses.

The man in front of her was the one who came to see her more than a month ago. It was he who brought her into the Pan family that she could never enter in her dreams.

"Okay, I'll change my clothes and go. Look at my place, it was smashed by the Pan brothers and sisters and the woman surnamed Fang this morning." Song Xiangru did not forget to complain and take credit at the same time.

"Haha, then Boss Song, hurry up and don't keep my master waiting for too long."

"Okay." Song Xiangru trotted back to the backyard to change clothes.

Chen Binglin, who was passing by with a livid face, actually raised his chin provocatively. She would prove it to him and use facts to prove that her decision was correct.

When the Chen family becomes prosperous, Chen Binglin and his son will thank her. Therefore, the current misunderstanding and grievances are temporary.

Chen Binglin closed his eyes helplessly. This family was about to be ruined.

Neither the Pan family nor the woman surnamed Fang were people they could afford to offend. They were fighting between the two forces, and if they got involved, they would be cannon fodder. Why couldn't she understand?

Watching the woman change her clothes and pass by him like a gust of wind, he wanted to know what kind of psychedelic soup the Pan family had given her.

Song Xiangru got on the carriage, and with excitement and nervousness she arrived at the teahouse that she had never dared to set foot in her life.

It is said that this big teahouse is the property of the Pan family, and she also wants to own such a property during her lifetime.

It was still the same private room, and the man led her into the extremely luxurious room.

She lowered her head and clenched her fists nervously.

"Master, people are here."

"Well, you can go down! Boss Song, I'm here. Please sit down." It was a lazy and charming female voice.

It was that woman. The last time she came, this woman came with Patriarch Pan to see her. This shows the status of this woman in Patriarch Pan's heart.

Song Xiangru slowly raised her head and was stunned for a moment. Only this woman was there, and the head of the Pan family was not there.

Didn’t they say that the head of the Pan family was looking for her?

The woman saw Song Xiangru's searching eyes and sneered in her heart. This woman is really interesting. If she wasn't of some use, would Pan Yunting meet such an ant like her?

How could anyone see the head of the Pan family? Seeing her once was a great blessing, and you still want to see her again.

I looked down on him in my heart, but I had a gentle smile on my face.

"Sister Song, don't be nervous. Sit down quickly. The master of the family had to go out for something urgent, and before he left, he specifically told me to treat Sister Song well.

Come, come, have some tea." The woman poured tea for Song Xiangru herself.

Song Xiangru was flattered and proud at the same time.

"Ma'am, you're welcome." Song Xiangru still stood up, her brain had not completely lost its ability to think.

She was the woman of the head of the Pan family, and she guessed that she was also the proud bedmate. Otherwise, she would not be allowed to participate in such a secret matter.

Why did she think this woman was just the bedmate of the head of the Pan family and not Mrs. Pan? She had the honor of seeing Pan Yunting's wife from a distance once.

Although I haven't seen his face, I can tell from his demeanor that he comes from a wealthy family.

How should I describe this girl in front of me? She looks a bit worldly. But I have to say that she is still very beautiful in her thirties. She has the beauty of a mature woman.

In terms of appearance, the girl surnamed Fang is much more beautiful than this woman, but she is young, like a flower that has not yet fully bloomed.

This woman is like a blooming flower, wearing heavy makeup, but it looks good. Mature men can't resist such a vixen.

"Oh! Sister Song, please sit down quickly and don't be so polite.

Let's have a good chat, sisters." The scent of the woman almost made Song Xiangru sneeze.

"You, what's your name?" Song Xiangru wanted to address him, but she didn't know what to address.

"My last name is Sun, and my given name is Xinrou. Sister, just call me Xinrou!" Sun Xinrou raised her index finger and covered the corners of her mouth with a valuable handkerchief.

Song Xiangru has always been obsessed with looks. When she looks like this, my god! Who can resist such a vixen? No wonder the head of the Pan family loves her so much.

"Miss Sun, to be honest, early this morning, Pan Caishi and Fang Qianxue came to my door and smashed my shop.

Our secret has been exposed. Oh! This store has been smashed to pieces. All the goods in the store are destroyed. The loss is huge." Song Xiangru complained that this was all because of the cooperation with the Pan family.

"Oh, I'm sorry for wronging you. It's okay, whatever the loss is will be borne by your sister."

Then he took out a gold note from his purse, slapped it on the tea table, and pushed it in front of Song Xiangru.

It was a $200 gold note.

Song Xiangru: "..." This, this, after all, is the wealthy Pan family! This is unparalleled.

Should she take the money or not? Would she look petty if she took it? No, this is a 200 yuan gold note.

Sun Xinrou saw the greed in Song Xiangru's eyes.

"Sister, look at you, don't be embarrassed, this is what I should do. Take it." She personally stuffed the gold note into Song Xiangru's hand.