After Kicking Out My Ex, I Unexpectedly Became the Top Tycoon's Little Pampered Wife!

Lu Wanwan, drowning her sorrows in alcohol, went to the wrong door and ended up sleeping with her handsome neighbor. They had agreed to a one-night stand, no strings attached, and to not bother eac...

Chapter 275 Female President of New Song Group

The New Song Group, which is affiliated with Rong Group but not named Rong Group, has finally welcomed its executive chairman and chief design master.

Song Wanwan became the chairman of New Song Group, and Chen Bomin became the royal design master.

As soon as the news came out, the whole circle exploded.

As soon as Song Wanwan's resume was released, it was viewed hundreds of millions of times.

After all, she is a woman who combines beauty and talent, and everyone who sees her will envy her.

The news had two major reversals.

Some people said that she was the eldest daughter of the Lu family, but later it was found out that she was an illegitimate daughter.

Chen Bomin came out and said that it was an accident.

Wanwan is his biological daughter. The reason why she was named Lu was because he had an accident and his life or death was unknown.

The man named Lu was a gigolo who was trying to win over his fiancée.

This is the regret of the previous generation, not ours.

The mystery of her life experience was clarified, and some people said that she was the canary of President Rong, but this news was denied.

Song Wanwan is not only the female president of the Song Group, but also a talented designer who has won numerous awards. She is the daughter of Chen Bomin and the wife of the president of the Rong Group. The two also have a lovely daughter.

The trend changes from being dark at the beginning to becoming a winner in life in the end.

The popularity is comparable to that of a popular star.

All day long, things kept turning around.

Song Wanwan attended the press conference on the appointment of New Song as a director in the morning.

The designer who was once incomparable has finally stood in the spotlight with honor and become a well-known designer in the architectural circle. Not only that, he is also the president of Xin Song Group.

Everyone was celebrating for Song Wanwan, but she went to the mental hospital to visit Zhao Huaran.

The enclosed room with only a small window is clean and tidy, and everything is clearly visible at a glance.

Zhao Huaran sat in a wheelchair, looking at the little scenery outside the window.

He really looks like an old man with dementia.

There is no more glamour, only desolation and hunchback.

"Ms. Zhao, long time no see." The medical staff brought a chair for her to sit down.

Zhou Mianmian and her brother were waiting for her outside.

Zhao Huaran acted as if he didn't hear anything and continued to stare blankly out the window.

Song Wanwan was not in a hurry. She stood up and looked around the room, then picked up the remote control and turned on the news, specifically playing the footage of herself at the press conference while in office.

"Ms. Zhao, in order to stop me from marrying Lu Chi, you caused a car accident that caused me to lose my grandfather and a child.

It's been four years, and I'm still Lu Chi's wife. We even have a lovely child. I've lost a lot of important things, but compared to your life being worse than death, I think you must be regretting it every day."

Song Wanwan deliberately provoked Zhao Huaran.

At first, Zhao Huaran was in a daze, but as her tone became more and more provocative, Zhao Huaran turned his eyes and stared at Song Wanwan.

That look seemed as if he wanted to torture the person to death.

Song Wanwan smiled, her cat-like eyes shimmering. "Do you regret being sent to a mental hospital by your own son, Madam Rong?"

Madam Rong, the once glorious and noble Madam Rong.

Zhao Huaran seemed to have his memory awakened and became emotional.

Song Wanwan had learned before coming that Zhao Huaran was sent in as a normal person and was not a patient in a mental hospital. After being tortured for four years, he looked much older and more disheveled, but he should still have some sanity.

Zhao Huaran wanted to get up from the wheelchair and rush towards Song Wanwan.

But her legs were shackled to the wheelchair, and when she stood up, she fell directly onto the carpet.

Song Wanwan avoided her weightless body.

"You deserve to die. You should have died four years ago! It's karma. Even though I didn't kill him, your grandfather still died. Hahahahaha!"

Zhao Huaran lay on the ground, shouting in grief and anger, cursing Song Wanwan.

Song Wanwan looked down at Zhao Huaran with pity in his eyes.

People like this are really pitiful.

Being self-righteous will lead to your own downfall.

"I should have killed you! Song Wanwan, the decision I regret most is not letting you die!"

"I didn't die four years ago, and I will live a good life in the future. But you will be locked up in this cage for the rest of your life, and you will never see the light of day again."

Song Wanwan smiled gently, but there was indeed a frost in his eyes.

Such a vicious person does not deserve sympathy.

All her kindness was stained with blood in the car accident.

From then on, there was no more repaying evil with kindness.

Only tooth for tooth.

Song Wanwan finished speaking and sighed lightly.

Zhao Huaran frantically pulled at the anklets on his feet, trying to hold her back.

But Song Wanwanmei didn't give her a chance and stepped over her.

Outside the door, Zhou Mianmian and her brother were drinking milk tea. Hearing the noise inside, they didn't dare to go in rashly.

"Sister, why is Sister Wanwan still investigating this matter? Hasn't she let it go yet?" Zhou Haoran was very puzzled.

Zhou Mianmian was also curious.

The brother and sister were talking when the door opened from the inside. Song Wanwan straightened her back and walked out gracefully.

"Let's go."

The brother and sister stood up suddenly. Zhou Mianmian saw that her good sister looked unhappy, so she immediately stepped forward to show concern: "Wanwan, did you find out something?"

Zhao Huaran in the ward was cursing, and his voice was very unpleasant and harsh.

The nurse ran in immediately after hearing the noise.

Then the thick iron door closed and the sound gradually became quieter.

"Mianmian, do you trust your intuition?"

In the elevator, Song Wanwan suddenly asked Zhou Mianmian.

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