How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

At the door of the operating room, two people sat on chairs, close to each other, with their heads down and unclear expressions.

Fu Yan'an put his hand on Song Wenjing's hand, trying to comfort him in this way.

Auntie is not nice to my brother at all. He has warned her many times before to be nicer to my brother, but she has no choice but to do as she is told because she is concerned about her status.

Two hours later, the door of the operating room opened and both of them looked up at the same time.

Song Wenjing said anxiously, "Doctor, how is my mother...?"

Fu Yan'an: "Auntie, is she okay?"

The doctor took off his mask, his face showing regret and a bit of guilt, "Please accept my condolences!"

Song Wenjing's eyes went dark and he knew nothing about what happened next.

"Cough cough cough..., what time is it?" Song Wenjing asked frustratedly, looking at the dark night outside the window.

"It's past 6 o'clock in the evening, brother. You've been unconscious since yesterday. You don't know how worried I am about you. I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, you'll disappear."

As she spoke, she threw herself into Song Wenjing's arms and burst into tears, wishing to vent all the grievances she had felt recently. "Don't do this again in the future. I'm scared..."

The moment Song Wenjing fell in front of him, he reflexively went to pick up Song Wenjing. His mind went blank for a moment, but fortunately his body reacted faster than him.

If the doctor hadn't reminded him, he would definitely not have reacted.

The moment Song Wenjing fell down, his mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything, as if the sky he relied on had collapsed.

Song Wenjing shook his head fragilely and said, "Be good! It won't happen again..." He patted Fu Yan'an's back gently as a comfort.

Fu Yan'an choked and said, "...Yeah!" His eyes were red, and he hugged Song Wenjing tightly with grievance, not wanting to separate for a moment.

After a long while, Fu Yan'an remembered that Song Wenjing was a patient. He quickly propped himself up and got out of his arms. He said embarrassedly, "Brother, I'm sorry. I...how are you feeling now?"

"Do you feel unwell? Do you want to call a doctor? Do you have a headache? Are you hungry? I just ordered takeout and a bowl of porridge."

Song Wenjing nodded and said, "I'll just have some porridge. I'm not feeling unwell anywhere, so don't bother the doctors for now."

"After we finish the porridge, let's have a good rest. Your dark circles are gone. Wake up and tomorrow will be a new beginning."

The two of them drank a bowl of porridge, took turns drinking, closed their eyes, and fell asleep in each other's arms.

the next day.

Song Wenjing cremated his mother and buried her in a cemetery he had purchased. There was no funeral. As his mother was an orphan, no one came to see her off.

Looking at the photo of Song's mother when she was young on the tombstone, Song Wenjing was stunned for a moment. The girl in the photo was full of youth and laughing heartily, like a holy lotus.

very beautiful……

only……

Over the years, she has never lived for herself. All she thinks about is putting her husband first and taking care of his daily life.

Fu Yan'an looked at the quiet cemetery with a dazed look in his eyes.

My mother...After my parents divorced, she left home and there's no news of her since. But my uncle said it was my father who killed her.

My father threw my mother into the sea to feed the fish. My uncle couldn't find any evidence and could only hate her. He was always looking for the key clues.

My mother has some psychological problems. She gave up some of her shares to marry my father. After the marriage, her possessiveness towards my father became stronger and stronger.

Until the father couldn't stand it anymore and slapped the mother, but unexpectedly the mother was not afraid, but grinned, with an expression of enjoyment on her face.

Not long after, my father asked for a divorce, and my mother yelled and screamed that she didn't agree. Later, my mother agreed, and my father told her that she didn't want him anymore.

Tell him not to worry about his mother.

Father has lived for so long, he should have gone to the underworld to atone for mother's sins. Father... your son will definitely make you die in a miserable way.

……

Assistant Wang watched the two of them approach him, hand in hand, talking and laughing. He raised his smile awkwardly, "Young Master, what are you doing..."

What exactly were these two people up to? Could it be that they really wanted to make this public? Wouldn't that drive the CEO crazy?

Although the young master has a somewhat paranoid personality, he has been managing the company in a competent manner recently and everyone is very satisfied with him.

This kind of thing can be played around with, why take it seriously? Just like the CEO, even if he loves his first love, he is willing to marry a wife for the sake of the family.

After his divorce, he found various underground lovers who looked like his first love, and finally found Song's mother, who was 50% similar to his first love.

But none of those lovers gave birth to sons for the president.

The water in the wealthy family is very deep, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Fu Yan'an smiled, not understanding the hint from Assistant Wang's eyes, and lifted up the two's hands to show them to Assistant Wang.

She introduced gently, "My lover—Song Wenjing. Assistant Wang should have met my brother several times. I won't say anything else."

"We're going to meet our parents now. Assistant Wang, please be sensible. I heard you found a girlfriend and are saving for a house."

"I'm afraid that by then you won't be able to pay even the down payment, and your girlfriend might leave you." He smiled. "I heard that your girlfriend was your dream girl back in school?"

Assistant Wang smiled awkwardly, took a big step back, and gestured for an invitation, "Young Master, Mr. Song, please."

"CEO, he's taking a lunch break now. I'm afraid he hasn't woken up yet. The bodyguard will be back in 15 minutes."

His girlfriend was his goddess from his youth and his secret crush. He originally thought that they would never have any intersection, but unexpectedly, they actually got together after many twists and turns.

He cherishes every moment with the goddess.

Fu Yan'an pulled Song Wenjing inside and muttered, "What's wrong with lunch break? Our matter is the real important matter. Can't we just wake him up?"

"Does he really think he's the emperor? That everyone has to flatter him? That's hilarious. He has a nice idea, but he's still thinking about what's in his bowl while he's eating from the pot."

My uncle said that when my father and mother first got married, he always found a lot of excuses to go out and find his first love. How could my mother tolerate such an attitude?

As if he was crazy, he picked up the wine bottle and smashed it on his father's head. Blood instantly came out of his father's head and he looked at his mother, unable to react.

Every time my mother went crazy, she would beat my father madly. At that time, my grandfather's business was at its peak, and my father didn't dare to resist.

Later, my grandfather passed away and my uncle took the initiative to withdraw, unwilling to accept the family assets. Later, in their struggle, my grandfather's property was seized by outsiders.

In the end, he ended up living on the streets.

From then on, my father changed. He began to resist, but he didn't dare to really provoke my mother. After all, my mother could get up in the middle of the night to sharpen her knife.

"This kind of man is actually just selfish. He puts himself first and his own interests above all else," said Song Wenjing.

When Song's mother died, Song Wenjing didn't believe that Uncle Fu didn't know about it. He didn't come just because he didn't care.