The plot development was very strange, and Meng Fuguang didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Stop crying."

Meng Fuguang's tears had almost stopped, but as soon as Xie Yuzhou said this, tears welled up again.

At this moment, Xie Shiyan suddenly ran down from upstairs and grabbed Meng Fuguang.

"Dad! Can you please not come home?"

Xie Yuzhou: ...

He is such a good son.

"Can you please stop showing up in front of us? Why do you hurt Mom every time you and Song Zhiqing show up?"

What the elder son said is right! If you can talk, talk more!

Meng Fuguang sniffed, he was so touched, what a great son your mother has! Her love for you is not in vain!

She leaned down and whispered to her son, "You can not see him in person, but you can not give up the money, baby."

Xie Shiyan:......

What it's like to have a good-for-nothing mother.

Xie Yuzhou: "I heard it."

Meng Fuguang's face suddenly turned red, and both mother and son were embarrassed.

Ah this......

Xie Shiyan must have just finished taking a shower and was still wearing pajamas and slippers. Meng Fuguang suddenly remembered that two months ago, Xie Shiyan was wearing pajamas, pointing at her and yelling, "You are not worthy of being my mother!"

"Don't run on the stairs next time. It's very dangerous, understand?" Meng Fuguang pretended nothing happened and pulled his eldest son upstairs.

"knew."

Xie Shiyan was very cooperative, and the mother and son acted as if nothing had happened.

Xie Yuzhou also knew that it was not appropriate to talk about this topic in front of the children, so he could only let Meng Fuguang calm down for the time being.

Well, he also needs to check first. What is sending flowers and tying scarves? He was in the company all day, when did he show affection with Song Zhi?

"Check when I gave Song Zhiqing a scarf with flowers."

Wei Ji was going crazy after receiving this WeChat message. Was he talking like a human being? Didn't he know what he had done?

I cursed in my heart, but my body still replied honestly: "Okay, President. #Rose"

In less than five minutes, Xie Yuzhou saw the screenshot of Jian Huayao's WeChat Moments.

"Haha, all I can say is that you should use the right lid for the right pot. [Picture]"

The picture was exactly what Meng Fuguang described, Song Zhiqing was holding a rose and he was tying a scarf for her.

......But these things were all given to her by her fans, and it was Song Zhiqing who asked him to help her tie the scarf.

To be precise, he didn't tie it at all, he just wrapped it around her neck.

He didn't even remember when this happened, nor who took the photo. It seemed that Meng Fu just looked at this photo and mistakenly thought that he was with Song Zhiqing in the afternoon.

Xie Yuzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the old man came back, he heard about this and called Xie Yuzhou, who was working in the study, downstairs.

Xie He got angry over a disagreement and raised his walking stick to beat Xie Yuzhou. Meng Fuguang held Xie Shiyan's hand and watched the show on the second floor.

"How many times have I told you not to associate with the daughter of the Song family? Why don't you listen?"

In the old man's heart, his eldest son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter all got into trouble because of Song Zhiyu, so he hated Song Zhiqing very much.

"I didn't know she was coming."

"You're still making excuses! I'm not dead yet. Even if I were dead, that woman would never be able to step into the Xie family's door!"

The old man was really angry, and he banged his walking stick on the ground loudly.

Xie Yuzhou glanced at Meng Fuguang upstairs.

[…Why am I still a little soft-hearted? This is what Xie Gou deserves! He did it all himself, he deserves it!]

[Grandpa, please hurry up. It's up to you whether I can get a divorce or not! ]

Xie Yuzhou: You wish.

He explained helplessly to his grandfather, "I never thought of marrying Song Zhiqing. I didn't handle it well. Don't worry, it won't happen again."

Xie He was so angry that he thought, did this kid not understand the main point?

"Do you understand? You can't keep being so unclear with Song Zhiqing. What the hell is that!"

"Grandpa, I'm just helping her."

"Help her?" The old man stood up angrily. "Don't think I don't know that you spent money to support her. The news has spread everywhere. Go out and listen to what those people say about you!"

"Rumors are not credible. Why do you still believe them?" Xie Yuzhou had heard of this before, but he just didn't bother to pay attention to such gossip.

The old man was so angry that his whole body was shaking. Did this kid understand what he meant?

"Did you understand? Is this a question of whether the rumor is credible or not? The rumor is so ugly, how can Fu Guang and his mother live? How can the Meng family save their dignity?"

"If you have any conscience, go find out what people in the circle say about your wife. All of this is because of you! Now you let that woman come to your house and bully your wife. You are such a man!"

After being yelled at by his grandfather, Xie Yuzhou suddenly realized the problem he had been ignoring.

Yes, he was not bothered by the rumors. But as his wife, Meng Fuguang had to endure the ridicule and sarcasm of outsiders.

She said that all her unhappiness was because of him.

She is right.

"Xie Yuzhou, why do you think Meng Feng doesn't acknowledge this lady?"

How could the Meng family want a daughter with such a bad reputation? Even if Meng Feng and his son didn't mind, what would the Meng family's main clan and side clans think? What about the impact on the Meng family's image?

"It's been ten years. Even a stone should be warmed up by now. You can't warm it up."

The old man didn't look at him anymore after he finished speaking, and went upstairs holding the old shepherd's hand.

Xie Yuzhou turned his head to look again, but the mother and son were no longer at the railing.

Meng Fuguang left with Xie Shiyan before she could ask for a divorce. She was relatively calm, but her eldest son seemed to be much angrier than she was.

She kept her face smothered and didn't say a word until she lay down on her own bed, then she whispered, "......Meng Fuguang, if you get divorced, I want to live with you."

Good guy, just call her by her full name, right?

"Silly boy, that's a must!"

"Don't think too much, sleep well, mommy will take you out to play tomorrow! Good night!"

"Good night."

Meng Fuguang kissed his forehead before turning off the lights and leaving.

When she returned to her bedroom, she found Xie Yuzhou sitting on the sofa next to her bed.

It was already eleven o'clock after all the noise, and Meng Fuguang was really tired and had no energy to deal with him.

"Sir, please leave. I need to rest."

Xie Yuzhou stared at her closely, wanting to hear what she was thinking. Unfortunately, he heard nothing.

"I was in the company this afternoon. I didn't go out, and I didn't see Song Zhiqing."

"You misunderstood. I don't care." Meng Fuguang didn't want to hear this. She didn't care whether the two met or not.

"I asked someone to check the photo. It was taken after a banquet last year when I ran into Song Zhiqing. The flowers and scarf were not given by me. There was no one else around, so she asked me to help tie the scarf."

"Okay, I understand."