The news of Song Qingyou and Fu Tingshen's divorce broke a week later when a reporter photographed Fu Tingshen leaving the obstetrics and gynecology department with Lin Niaoniao in his arms. Once the news was published, all sorts of speculations arose.
Some even dug up old stories to prove that Fu Tingshen was often seen with Lin Niaoniao after their marriage, showing disdain for his real wife. The entire internet was condemning the two of them.
It wasn't until Fu Tingshen personally released a statement on Weibo, claiming that he had long since divorced Song Qingyou, and that he and Lin Niaoniao had known each other since childhood and were mutually in love, that their old feelings rekindled due to a long period of being single. He clarified the rumors of a third party and also announced the happy news that he would be marrying Lin Niaoniao next month.
He later released the divorce agreement to prove that he had not treated Song Qingyou unfairly in terms of the division of property.
This explanation is reasonable, but although the hype has died down, it still affected the stock prices of the Song and Fu families.
Song Qingyou wasn't surprised at all when she received Song Yuan's call. After quickly tidying up, she went downstairs, where Song Chang was already waiting.
Upon arriving at the Song family residence, Song Qingyou felt a sense of disorientation.
Returning after three years, the changes here are astounding. The big trees in the courtyard have been replaced, and the roses that used to fill the courtyard are nowhere to be seen, replaced by bright red, thorny roses.
Song Qingyou knew that her father's new stepmother had a particular fondness for roses.
Song Qingyou took out a handkerchief and covered her mouth and nose. She was allergic to roses and couldn't stand the smell.
Following the maid all the way to the living room, Song Qingyou was in a strong draft today. She frowned and coughed a few times, but the maids seemed not to notice and did not move, letting her get cold.
Song Qingyou couldn't help but ask, "Could you close the window?"
The maid gave a fake smile: "I'm sorry, Miss, but Madam said that a lot of the furniture in this house is newly bought and contains formaldehyde, so we need to ventilate it more."
As soon as he finished speaking, two people came down from upstairs.
Song Qingyou looked up.
Oh, it's her cheap father and her newlywed stepmother.
As Song Yuan passed by Song Qingyou, he sneered, "You've got some nerve, daring to get a divorce without even consulting me."
Song Qingyou said calmly, "Lin Niaoniao is pregnant. It was Fu Tingshen who initiated the divorce, so there was nothing I could do."
Song Yuan sneered, "You can't even keep a man by your side, you useless thing!"
Song Qingyou's expression remained calm: "You're absolutely right."
Song Yuan had never paid much attention to his daughter, who had been frail and sickly since childhood. The only reason he called her back today was because she held 15 percent of Dingsheng's shares.
The pharmaceutical industry has been the most promising sector in the past two years. Dingsheng Pharmaceutical is currently gaining momentum in the industry. This 15% is not equity, but the key to wealth that Song's family is using to enter the pharmaceutical industry.
Thinking of this, Song Yuan softened his tone, but still spoke in his usual commanding manner: "You still know how to divide the property after the divorce, so you're not completely stupid. Tomorrow, you and your stepmother will go to a notary office to transfer your 15% stake in Dingsheng Pharmaceutical to your stepmother."
While massaging Song Yuan's back, Li Ruo said with a smile, "Oh, there's no time like the present, how about today? Qingyou, what do you think?"
Song Qingyou's throat was terribly itchy, and her head ached from the wind. Hearing this, she glanced at Li Ruo and said, "I have no objection to giving all the shares to my stepmother, but... cough... but Dad, I'm divorced and have no one to rely on. These shares are my only support, you..."
Song Yuan frowned and said, "The Song family is your only support. What do you need these shares for, someone who's practically on his deathbed? To be buried with you?"
Song Qingyou paused, a chill running down her spine.
Listen to what a biological father says to his daughter.
She was ignored from a young age, and her older siblings bullied her. Even a servant in the Song family dared to point fingers at her and make sarcastic remarks, simply because in Song Yuan's eyes she was a jinx.
Song Qingyou pressed her tongue against her teeth and slowly gave a sweet smile: "Dad, unfortunately, I've already sold the shares."
The first to panic was Li Ruo, who immediately shouted in a shrill voice, "What did you say?! You sold the shares?"
With a gentle smile in her eyes, Song Qingyou said softly, "Yes, it's sold."
Song Yuan's face immediately darkened: "You didn't even tell me you wanted to get a divorce, and you didn't even tell me you sold the shares. Song Qingyou, do you even consider me your father anymore?!"
Li Ruo pestered Song Yuan all night, using every trick in the book to finally get him to agree to take back Dingsheng's shares from Song Qingyou, only to find that they had already been sold.
Remembering the ordeal she suffered last night, she couldn't swallow her anger: "You've only been divorced for a week, where did you find the time to sell shares? Don't tell me you don't want to give these shares to the Song family and are planning to keep them for yourself?"
Before Song Qingyou could speak, Li Ruo turned and buried her head in Song Yuan's chest, using a sweet, cloying voice to coax him: "Master, I told you this girl is an ungrateful wretch, but you didn't believe me."
Song Qingyou stood quietly watching Li Ruo's performance, her expression as if she were watching a monkey in a circus.
Song Yuan was very receptive to her charms. After a series of tender gestures, his gaze toward Song Qingyou turned icy cold: "Who did you sell the shares to?"
Song Qingyou answered truthfully: "Yan Shaoqin."
Another gust of wind blew in, and Song Qingyou frowned, picked up a handkerchief, covered her mouth, and coughed softly.
Song Yuan felt annoyed by her intermittent coughing and looked at her coldly: "If you want to cough, go outside and cough! Don't bring bad luck to the Song family!"
Song Qingyou was stunned. Her face, which had been flushed from coughing, turned deathly pale. She moved her lips but ultimately said nothing and turned to leave.
Li Ruo's mocking and disdainful voice came from behind.
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