She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

"I have nothing to do with her, nor with you!"

Song Zhisheng said loudly with red eyes, his breathing became uneven.

Mo Rou's expression froze. Song Zhisheng had never been so angry in front of her. She was stuck for a moment and didn't know how to react.

Song Zhisheng turned and left, his back looking particularly resolute.

Mo Rou reacted and chased after him again. She knew that the child from the Jiang family was wrong, but they were relatives, and Song Zhisheng should be more generous.

This way she can explain to her husband when she returns.

"Shengsheng, listen to me, I'm doing this for your own good..."

As Mo Rou was speaking, someone suddenly strode up to her and grabbed her arm. The next second, the man took a bottle of mineral water with the cap unscrewed and splashed it on her face.

Mo Rou suddenly screamed and stood there in embarrassment.

"Are you awake? If not, I have another bottle here!"

An angry female voice sounded, and Song Zhisheng stopped instantly and looked back blankly.

Her aunt was standing in front of Mo Rou with red eyes. The mineral water bottle in her hand was empty, and drops of water dripped from the bottle mouth to the ground.

My aunt's arms trembled as she spoke.

When Song Zhisheng saw her, the grievance in his heart suddenly surged up, and tears fell uncontrollably down his cheeks.

Mo Rou frantically took out a tissue to wipe her face. When she looked up and saw the person standing opposite her, the anger on her face instantly subsided. She felt guilty and didn't dare to look the person in the eye.

She was completely panicked and no longer had the normal look she had when facing Song Zhisheng.

My aunt's eyes were red and her throat was dry with anger. When she breathed, the pain in her heart surged up layer by layer, and her throat was filled with a bitter taste.

She looked at the woman in front of her who made her hate her so much that she almost spoke with gritted teeth.

"Jiang Miaotong lied and maliciously targeted my child. Whatever she ends up doing is her own fault. How shameless of you to come up here and ask my child to forgive her."

“I…” Mo Rou was speechless, not even daring to say anything in rebuttal.

My aunt was really angry. She was angry because she didn’t realize that Mo Rou had contacted Sheng Sheng privately.

If she had discovered it earlier, she would never let her disturb Shengsheng again.

After the aunt was angry at herself for being careless, the pain in her heart seeped into her heart.

Previously, Shengsheng was cyber-bullied by that celebrity and didn’t even dare to leave the house because she had no evidence.

Her reputation had just improved during this period, and the man surnamed Jiang led netizens to scold her again.

My aunt was so distressed that she didn't get a good rest for two days, and her eldest brother sighed all night long.

Now that the evidence has been released, the man surnamed Jiang has been scolded to death. They are so happy that they can’t even contain themselves.

As a result, I met this unlucky woman Mo Rou today.

"If you feel so bad for Jiang Miaotong that you can't bear it, just give her all your money! Or let her vent her anger by beating her up!"

"Anyway, don't come looking for my child again, or else it won't be water that's splashed next time!"

After my aunt finished speaking sarcastically, she looked at Mo Rou opposite her, and added something when she thought of something.

"If there's news on Weibo that you've forgiven Jiang Miaotong on behalf of Shengsheng, you can try to see if anything will happen to the small company your husband opened."

My aunt had witnessed Mo Rou's selfishness in the past, so she chose to speak the ugly words upfront.

When Mo Rou heard this, she looked up at her in surprise, as if her secret thoughts had been discovered, which was very unexpected.

After she realized what was happening, she quickly calmed down.

My aunt gritted her teeth, and I could see that she was guilty, with a look of deep disgust on her face.

She actually thought so!

The aunt's eyes became even redder. Seeing the child she had raised and loved being treated like this, she felt as if a piece of flesh was being cut out of her heart.

"Mo Rou, get out of here and don't show up in front of our family again."

Otherwise, she would really go against her brother's words and do something.

She suppressed her anger and turned around. Seeing Song Zhisheng crying in front of her, her face immediately became distressed.

She walked over quickly and took Song Zhisheng's hand. Song Zhisheng's hand was trembling and very cold.

Auntie reached out and touched her head: "Her affairs have nothing to do with us. Let's go home. Auntie will make you some wontons."

Song Zhisheng nodded heavily, wiped away his tears, didn't look back at Mo Rou, and followed his aunt back home.

Behind her, Mo Rou watched the two of them walk away. The guilt in her heart made her dare not step forward to stop them, but the Jiang family was a relative.

She was extremely conflicted and didn't understand why Song Zhisheng couldn't agree to such a simple thing.

Although she did not raise her, shouldn't Song Zhisheng, as her child, be understanding of her difficult situation?

Mo Rou felt a little resentful, and as drops of water flowed down her hair on her forehead, she remembered how miserable she was at the moment.

She gritted her teeth angrily, took out a tissue to wipe the water droplets off her face, and finally chose to turn around and leave.

If it was the Song family a month ago, she would definitely not take their warnings seriously, but the situation is different now.

The Song family has stabilized, but the Jiang family, which her family relies on, has been in chaos recently.

Mo Rou sighed. She wanted to help, but she didn't want to ruin her current stable life.

Isn't the Jiang family related to Young Master Jiang? Then they should figure it out on their own.

Her cell phone suddenly rang. She took it out and looked at it. Her originally unhappy expression immediately changed.

After answering the phone, Mo Rou listened to the voice on the other end of the phone with a gentle face, and waited until the other end finished speaking coquettishly before speaking:

"Okay, Mom got it. I'll go back and bring you your favorite dessert later."

Inside the Song family villa.

Song Zhisheng walked into the house, changed into slippers, and slowly digested his inner emotions.

In fact, she had previously held some expectations for Mo Rou.

One time when Mo Rou met her, she happened to receive a call from her daughter. Mo Rou, who seemed a little serious in front of her, unconsciously showed a gentle smile on her face when she answered the phone.

That expression made Song Zhisheng mistakenly think that he might be able to get along with Mo Rou like that in the future.

But later she found out that she was extremely wrong.

They haven't seen each other for many years and have no emotional foundation. What's more, for Mo Rou, her existence will remind her again and again how wrong the choice she made was.

So when Mo Rou looked at her, she always had critical thoughts in her heart.

Song Zhisheng lowered his eyes, his gaze calm.

So for them, never seeing each other again is the best choice.

"Shengsheng, go wash your face, we'll be ready for dinner soon."

Auntie actually wanted to ask when Mo Rou came to her, but she didn’t know how to ask, for fear of making her sad.

The aunt thought that the child must be hungry now since he went out for a run early in the morning.

Eating is more important. As for unimportant people, it doesn’t matter whether you ask them or not.