Outsiders didn't know the truth and thought that Song Mingshan had aborted his child, but Zhang Shaoxing himself knew it clearly.
Song Mingshan felt pain but did not dare to resist.
The shadow of domestic violence suffered by Jiang Zhaoyun in her previous life happened to Zhang Shaoxing again in this life, as if no matter how hard she tried, she could not escape from this cage.
Song Mingshan didn't understand. She had clearly chosen the right path, but why the ending was wrong.
Why...why can Song Qingdai live a good life now, but she has to be locked up in Zhang's family, living a life worse than death?
"If it weren't for you, a bitch, Song Qingdai should be my wife!"
"Do you know that she now owns 30% of the shares of Huayun Hotel? The annual dividends alone can make me worry-free for the rest of my life, but I chose to marry you!"
The more Zhang Shaoxing thought about it, the more unlucky he felt.
It was clearly agreed that he should marry Song Qingdai. Everything was settled, but Song Mingshan came out and said she wanted to marry him in place of her sister!
Now it seems that if Song Mingshan had not interfered, he would have lived a good life long ago.
He didn't know who he had offended this year, but someone found out that the products produced by their factory did not meet the standards.
There were also suspicions of falsifying accounts and bribery, so the factory was directly closed down.
Naturally, his fate as the deputy factory director was not any better, as he was fined a large amount of money.
This damn woman actually came to him to ask for money to buy clothes!
When Song Mingshan first got married, Zhang Shaoxing was not particularly stingy with her and bought her a lot of clothes and jewelry.
But now, Zhang Shaoxing won't spend a penny on her!
He would rather spend it on a dog than on Song Mingshan!
"What's the point of making so much noise so late at night?"
Zhang's mother came down from the second floor, wearing a thick coat, and glanced at Song Mingshan lying on the ground.
She walked over and said, "If you can't even take good care of your own man, what's the point of my son marrying you?"
Zhang Shaoxing was too lazy to look at her any longer, so he turned around and went upstairs to sleep.
Song Mingshan curled up on the ground, shivering from the cold, her hands covered with chilblains.
When she was in the Song family, she never did any housework.
But since marrying into the Zhang family, she not only has to do laundry and cooking, but also has to mop the floor and clean the toilet.
That was something she had never done before.
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