The lawyer pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up and said, "Mr. Song said that if you don't sign, the Second Young Master will have nothing and won't inherit any property."
Liu Su's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and her body was shaking in pain: "How could he do this to me? How could he?"
The lawyer just said coldly: "Please sign!"
Song Cheng said nothing and looked pale, as if he had experienced a great disaster and was depressed.
He felt very uncomfortable seeing his mother, who used to be so glamorous and elegant, now in such a miserable state.
But he was powerless, he didn't even have the courage to say a word to his father.
Liu Su is already like this, she must save her son. So, no matter how reluctant she is, she will sign this divorce agreement.
There was a ferocious hatred in her eyes, and she bit her lower lip tightly, until her trembling lips bled, and she signed.
Her fingers kept shaking.
Her eyes trembled from the direct light, and she reached out and grabbed her hair.
The signatures were complete. The lawyer placed the divorce agreement in a document bag and said politely, "I'll go handle the paperwork first!"
After signing, Liu Suren seemed to have completely collapsed. He collapsed directly, his eyes no longer filled with tears, only hatred.
Song Cheng grabbed his hair with both hands and was unable to speak.
It's been a long time. He stood up and looked at his mother, saying hoarsely, "Mom, I'll help you hire a lawyer. Take care!"
Liu Su looked at her son's haggard face and sobbed.
"Xiao Cheng. You should be fine out there. You must be good, don't mess with that bastard Song Huihai, you must save yourself. Mom doesn't want you to hire a lawyer, and Mom won't be able to protect you in the future. You should use your brain more in the future. Do you hear me?"
Song Cheng looked at her and nodded, "I will!"
Liu Su looked at her son's back and began to bang her head against the wall with thoughts of self-harm.
Song Cheng walked out of the visiting room, heard his mother's painful voice, and closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, there was a clear hatred in his heart, and that cynical and handsome face showed a coldness.
Liu Zhiyuan and Song Ling agreed to stay with him in the hospital ward the next night.
This day, it was her turn to go back to the villa to rest.
She lay helplessly on the big bed, her mind full of Song Ling, stroking her belly with her small hands and chatting gently with the baby.
"Baby, do you want a daddy? Mommy misses you so much. But I'm also a sensible mom. I have you and your daddy in my heart. That's why I only stay in the hospital every other day. Do you think I'm being fair?"
"Hehe, Mommy knows that the doll will say Mommy is fair. Mommy is looking forward to your coming into this world. Mommy has been wondering recently. Who does my doll look like? Does it look more like Mommy or Daddy?
However, no matter who the baby looks more like, there's no need to worry, because mom and dad are both very good-looking. Hehe, mom is too narcissistic..."
The maid knocked on the door and said someone had sent her a text message.
Liu Zhiyuan was a little surprised. It was already 8 o'clock in the evening. Who sent her the text message?
She asked the maid to come in, turned on her phone and saw a text message from an unknown number.
The next second, she frowned because a strange number had sent her several pictures, which were screenshots of the WeChat chat between Song Ling and Ya Tong.
Liu Zhiyuan frowned slightly and clicked on the picture with some suspicion.
I used my fingers to zoom in on the image and read the chat content carefully. When I could see the font clearly, my blood pressure rose.
The content of the chat can be said to be full of affection between the lines.
These chat records clearly show that it was Song Ling who sent WeChat messages to Yatong.
Why did she recognize Song Ling at first sight? Because she had uploaded the profile picture for him, and she had made it with her own hands.
As for why she could tell it was Yatong's WeChat? Because it was a recent photo of Yatong herself, and she could recognize it at a glance.
This is what these photos clearly want to express. These photos show Song Ling chatting with Ya Tong at night.
And these photos were taken from Song Ling’s mobile phone.
She looked carefully and saw that the one at the top was Song Ling, who took the initiative to chat with Yatong.
The following is the chat content————
"Have you slept?"
"Not yet. Brother Zero, are you asleep?"
"I can't sleep."
"What's wrong? Thinking about my sister-in-law?"
"No!"
"?"
"I miss you and what we did before. I suddenly feel that time was really beautiful!"
“Yes, it was really beautiful then!”
"I don't know how I managed to live until now during all those years when you suddenly disappeared, you were getting further away every day.
At that time I hated you, hated you for abandoning me and abandoning everything we had.
Not long ago, you suddenly reappeared, and I acted indifferent to you because I still remembered the suffering I had endured.
But ever since I found out you were innocent, I've been losing sleep."
"Zero brother."
"Xiao Tong, are you really disappointed in me? Have you really forgotten our relationship?"
"Brother Zero, can I not answer this question?"
"I don't believe it!"
"I don't want to answer. You have a little sister-in-law now, and you're going to be a father. The answer to this question is not important. What matters is that you can be happy."
"I once said that beautiful happiness will always be with you, don't you remember? Xiao Tong, ever since I tried my best to save you, I began to doubt that I have never let you go."
"Brother Ling, I'm sleepy. Good night..."
The chat ended with a series of ellipsis sent by Song Ling.
Liu Zhiyuan excitedly sat up from the bed, her brows twisted, and she even clenched her fists.
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