In the dark corner, Song Wen didn't dare to come out until the luxury car sped away and disappeared completely.
Her trembling body and frighteningly pale face made her look like a patient.
"Honey, where have you been? I've been looking for you and I can't find you. What's wrong with you? Why are you shaking so badly all of a sudden? Are you feeling unwell? Come on, I'll take you to the hospital right now."
Mo Zhu looked at his wife and asked her with concern, even gently touching her forehead with the back of his hand to see if she had a fever.
Song Wen grabbed his hand and pulled him into the car.
Taking a deep breath, Song Wen tried her best to calm herself down: "Honey, I...I have something very important to tell you, and you have to believe that what I'm saying is true!"
“I…I just saw Li Shufen, it really is her! She didn’t die, she really came back. I also saw her standing with a man, going to the temple to burn incense, and finally getting into a luxury car.”
"Mozhu, Li Shufen is back. She must be back for revenge. Let's hurry home and pack up for our bar trip, otherwise, we won't be able to escape once our secret is exposed!"
This is Song Wen, who is emotionally agitated and manic, looking like a madwoman.
"Smack!"
Mo Zhu narrowed his eyes slightly, his cold gaze falling on Song Wen's face, and he raised his hand to slap her hard.
Touching her slapped face, Song Wen was stunned.
But he quickly realized what was happening, looked at Mo Zhu in disbelief, and raised his hand without hesitation, waving it at Mo Zhu.
"You dare hit me, Mo Zhu! You've really got a death wish! I'll fight you to the death!"
It's a pity.
Her slap did not land on Mo Zhu.
"Song Wen, have you had enough? You've been acting strangely all this time. Are you afraid others won't see that you're hiding something? Let's not even talk about whether the woman you saw was Li Shufen or not. Even if it really was her coming back, you wouldn't even need to lift a finger; you'd scare yourself to death!"
"If you want to die, you can die now and I won't stop you, but don't drag me down with you, and don't drag our daughter down with you!"
"Leaving is easy for you to say, but have you thought about it carefully? Where can we go, and what reason can we give? Leaving without a reason will only arouse suspicion. Also, Yan Yan's career is on the rise right now. Have you thought about all of this?"
this……
Hearing Mo Zhu's repeated reproaches, Song Wen was stunned, and the anger that had just ignited vanished instantly.
For so many years, she has appeared arrogant and domineering, acting as an accomplice to the tyrant at home. However, Mo Zhu is the real wolf in sheep's clothing. She may seem weak on the surface, but when she really gets ruthless, she will stop at nothing.
Now is not the time to break ties with Song Wen. Seeing Song Wen lower her head, Mo Zhu's attitude softened: "Wife, what's wrong with you lately? Why do you keep mentioning Li Shufen? Did you hear something from someone, or are you not feeling well?"
"Wife, you should know how I've treated you all these years. That slap you just gave you hurt me more than it hurt you. I really care about you. No matter what happens, I hope you'll tell me right away. Please don't hide anything from me."
Finally, Mo Zhu gently rubbed Song Wen's cheeks with a tender expression, her movements extremely gentle.
Hearing what Mo Zhu said, Song Wen seemed to suddenly realize something, and was completely bewildered.
"Honey, I know you mean well. Let's go home. Don't worry, I won't blame you."
After calming herself down, Song Wen spoke to Mo Zhu.
Back home, Mo Zhu made sure Song Wen was really alright before going to the company with peace of mind.
Little did he know, Song Wen left right after he left.
Half an hour later, in a private room at Left Bank Cafe.
Song Wen sat there calmly drinking her coffee, as if she were waiting for someone.
Soon, a woman of similar age walked in, swaying her hips seductively, and sat down opposite her. Seeing that there was only one cup of coffee on the table, the woman immediately became unhappy.
"Song Wen, what do you mean by calling me over for coffee and only preparing one cup? Didn't you say you needed my help? That's hardly sincere."
"Da Mei, tell me, how long have we known each other?"
Song Wen ignored the other person's little mood and asked directly.
Seemingly surprised by Song Wen's sudden question, he paused for a moment, carefully calculating in his mind, before speaking: "Twenty years, right? What's wrong? Why do you suddenly want to reminisce about our youth today?"
"Whoosh!"
No sooner had Da Mei finished speaking than Song Wen splashed the unfinished coffee in her face, causing her to scream.
"Ah! Song Wen, you...you're crazy! Do you even know what you're doing? Song Wen, you have to give a reasonable explanation for your behavior today, or even if we're best friends, I'll never forgive you!"
Da Mei shouted as she wiped the coffee stains off her face with a tissue.
Damn it!
It spilled on her clothes, her recently bought dress.
"Ha, Da Mei, you should be glad you've been friends with me for years, otherwise it wouldn't just be iced coffee that got spilled on you, I would have made you tear your mouth apart!"
Song Wen sneered, looking at Da Mei as if she were a stranger.
explain
It's still uncertain who will give whom an explanation.
Da Mei felt uneasy under her gaze: "Wenwen, what's wrong with you? You were fine just a couple of days ago. Why are you in such a bad mood today? Who offended you and made you angry? Is it Mo Zhu? You can tell me anything that has wronged you. Don't forget, we're best friends. No matter who bullies you, I'll get revenge for you!"
"Get it back," Song Wen's smile deepened. "How do you get it back? By sleeping with my husband, or by helping that little bitch Mo Jingjing to whisper sweet nothings in my ear, constantly giving me psychological suggestions, and slowly turning me into a crazy woman?"
"Song Wen, what...what are you saying? I don't understand a word you're saying."
Hearing what Song Wen said, Da Mei panicked.
"Fine, if you don't understand, then say something you do understand. Where did your bag come from? Where did all those jewelry and ornaments you're wearing come from? And why have you been telling me all these superstitious and ghostly things lately, and even repeatedly mentioning Mo Jingjing's birth mother in my ear?"
People who do too many bad things will naturally feel guilty and become more sensitive to certain topics. In addition, the matter of Mo Jingjing moving her mother's grave with the help of Mo Yanyan caused a great stir online some time ago.
Taking advantage of this incident, Mo Jingjing bribed Song Wen's best friend to frequently invite Song Wen for tea to discuss sensitive topics.
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