Song Qiyue stood there in shock, just watching his movements, without hesitation, but she tore the check to pieces! She didn't have time to stop it, just watched him finally tear the paper!

"What are you doing!" I found the sound somewhere, and the sounds made were all gritting my teeth. Song Qiyue's lips moved slightly.

It was his face, engraved in his eyes, and Song Qiuyue could not blink.

Mo Zhengyan sat in the chair of the big class. He looked at her and said, "I won't accept it."

"What are you doing!" Song Qiyue shouted again, "Can you understand and explain it clearly!"

"I said, I won't accept it." But he said calm words, not taking this seriously at all, as if it was not important to him at all!

"What does it mean to not accept it? Didn't you say it? Didn't we agree?" Song Qiyue began to question it sternly, because she was almost unable to bear it, and at this moment she almost broke free from her reason.

"What did you agree on?" He raised his eyes, his eyes were quiet, but cold.

"You said you asked me to hand over the shares! You said you wanted to withdraw cash! You bought it back then, but now you don't have a penny! Aren't you all said these words?" She immediately scolded and asked, looking for an answer like crazy at this time.

Mo Zhengyan said, "I mean, let you hand over the shares, and I also said, you need to withdraw cash if you have a penny."

"According to your request, I have done it, right? What do you mean now!" Song Qiyue's hands were supported on the table. She was so angry that her despicable heart was trembling because of anger, so it turned into anger. Her palm slapped at the table and made a heavy sound!

"You seem to have forgotten. I never said I would accept it." His sudden words made her unexpected, and made her calm, "July, I haven't said it, think about it carefully."

Song Qiyue began to think about what they were talking about in the study that day. He was smoking a cigarette and was silent. Most of the time, she was talking about the money of the car and the house, and she was willing to give up everything, and even talked about the custody of her son Yangyang.

"That day, you were talking, I never said I would take it back." He reminded her again, but gave her a heavy blow!

Just like at the negotiating table, the two parties were negotiating. She thought they were not Party A and Party B, so she chose to believe it wishfully, but she didn't know that he had always fallen into her own language trap!

"Mo Zhengyan! How can you do this? How can you repeat this? How can you do this? How can you do this without keeping your promises!" Song Qiyue was angry, angry at him and even more angry at himself.

"Just treat it as a lesson for you. No matter what, no one, no one, can say it without a contract, you will not count." He said lightly, and the corners of his lips rose slightly with the curve.

Song Qiyue saw the curve and noticed his smile. How ironic and ridiculous it was just played with by him! So what is she doing now? Her body trembled, and her voice became more and more trembling, "Are you just trying to play with me, or are you just kidding me? Do you think it's so happy to play with me? Or do you feel satisfied when you see me like a fool?"

"I thought you agreed! I would sell the shares because you said you wanted shares! I hired a lawyer, and I came to the Song family! I went to negotiate!" Song Qiyue remembered these days, because of Aunt Jun's last wish, the Song family had broken up with her, but at this moment, she herself completely broke the relationship with her, and there would be no involvement or any more!

Thinking of this kind, the only flame for the despair of the Song family was extinguished, and there would be no more light. She stretched out her hand and pointed it at him, pointing to his eyebrows, "It's you! Mo Zhengyan! It's you!"

"So what if it's me?" Mo Zhengyan spoke slowly, and he met her finger head-on, without any deviation, so calm, "Song Qiyue, you should remember clearly that although your surname is Song now, you are no longer from the Song family!"

"You're not allowed to say it!" she started drinking.

"You're not!"

"shut up!"

"As early that day, in the hospital, Aunt Jun had announced that you are no longer a child of the Song family! From that moment on, you have nothing to do with the Song family!" She stopped him, but he ignored it. The painful fact was revealed and stabbed her again, and his voice was particularly cold.

Song Qiyue clenched her fingers and turned into a fist, "I'll let you stop—!"

"The Song family's lawyer's letter has been broken away from the relationship, and it even published a newspaper in Haicheng! In this world, others don't know who you, Song Qiuyue, and others don't know you, but everyone in the Song family knows it clearly! It's useless for you to let me stop!" His voice became colder and louder, and every word was a knife, stabbing into the chest!

"Actually, why bother to care? They are not kind to you first! Since they don't want you, you don't have to think about them anymore!" Mo Zhengyan chased after him again, "If this relationship is broken, it is broken. Our Mo family doesn't care about the little shares of the Song family. It's also OK for you to take back the money!"

"The relationship is now clean and you won't be confused anymore. It's not that good." He said to himself, and even made a decision for her.

Such arrogance and such arrogance, in her world, such arbitrary act!

But at this moment, she couldn't refute it because as he said, the Song family had indeed broken up with her long ago!

"Ha." Song Qiyue smiled, "You are right, you are right. If the relationship is broken, it is broken. It's better, it's better! Be cleaner, I just like to break it in one stroke!"

"I am far from comparing your wisdom and intelligence! Mr. Mo, do I still want to thank you? Thank you for teaching me this class, thank you for not having any unclear relationships anymore! Thank you for making me break up so happily!" Song Qiyue asked.

"No need to thank you, after all, we are husband and wife, you are my people, and I am facing you." His voice became gentle again, and he said gentle words.

But this irony intensified, Song Qiyue stared at him, "Whether you receive this check or not, it's yours, I'll give it back to you! I've already paid back you! If you don't want it yourself, I can't do anything! But we should have a break like I am like the Song family!"

"You set a time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau! I only want the children! Give me Yangyang!" Song Qiyue said, "I don't want to argue with you, nor do I want to argue with you. We will break up peacefully!"

"July, I told you before, why did you forget?" He spoke in a warm voice and looked at her, "Some things, although not the beginning of you, cannot help you to end. Although you start now, you can't help you to end!"

No way!

These three words made Song Qiyue full of holes, "So you disagree? Are you going to compete with me for Yangyang now? You are going to break up our mother and son!"

The words were so heartbroken that her body was fixed there, but he was so close to her. She could clearly reach him with her hands, but why, he was as if he was far away from the sky. Since he was with him, it seemed that there was too many things that could not be controlled by himself. Marriage, family, career, everything had deviated from his original track, deviated from his original intention, and never could not be controlled by himself!

Always!

Suddenly, the rational chain completely broke free from the shackles. Song Qiyue's eyes were already crazy, his vision was messy and intertwined, and the past was also intertwined with the present, making people confused. There was an emotion on the verge of collapse that was rising and falling, and finally broke through everything!

"Ah--!" Song Qiyue was crazy, and she raised her hand and waved everything on the table!

The piles of documents fell down and fell to the ground. The iron pen holder box was also swept down, and the pens were scattered on the ground, and the water cup also fell to the ground, making a crisp clanging sound!

It was the liquid of the coffee that spilled all over the floor and quickly spread out into a dark brown ball!

Song Qiyue was crazy and was smashing these things desperately. She didn't even look at them, nor did she have time to pay attention to what she had taken or what she was doing. She just waved everything at hand to the ground and completely threw it away!

Until, there was nothing on the table in front of her, a mess in the ground and a mess in the room.

Only they still maintain a posture.

The hair on his forehead fell down, and Song Qiyue couldn't see how embarrassed and down-and-out she was in front of this person, but the person in front of him was not moving at all!

"Whether you think I am despicable or villain, you think I am not trustworthy or you don't believe in it." He spoke again and said quietly, "Song Qiyue, just think I have regretted it."

He always said it easily, he always said it so lightly, but why is it that the person who struggles with pain is always her, and Song Qiyue's strength seems to be released from the catharsis just now, and she is powerless.

"It doesn't matter, it's all right," he said.

Everything is not important, marriage is not important, it is not important to be together or not, it is just entangled together, but it is like a withered vine, which has withered and no longer has vitality!

"Manager Song has been delaying for a long time and is still working hours now. Please go back to your department." Mo Zhengyan said.

Song Qiyue's mind went blank. She just looked at him and suddenly jumped out of Yang Yang's innocent smile. She should leave, she should leave here, she should leave!

But when Song Qiyue turned around and just walked a few steps, Mo Zhengyan said in the back, "Work well, don't skip work and go to other places if you have nothing to do. The child is well taken care of. It's right in the old house, you can see it when you get home from get off work."

It was not a threatening word, but it was equivalent to threatening. Song Qiyue's pace slowed down and her lips pursed, so she had to move away again.

After Song Qiyue left, Qian Jue was anxious to report his work and went to knock on the door. After entering, he was about to speak, but was shocked, "Mr. Mo!"

How could the office be messed up? It seemed like someone had completely smashed it!

But Mo Zhengyan seemed to have not seen it, "Secretary Qian, where is the document."

Qian Jue stepped forward, suppressed his surprise and hurriedly reported his work. After finishing the summary, Mo Zhengyan ordered, "Let me clean up the place."

"Yes." Qian Jue responded, but was a little worried, "Mr. Mo, isn't it okay?"

"Of course it's okay." Mo Zhengyan signed the document and handed it over, "change the broken things and put them back in place."

"yes."

"By the way, prepare more."

Qian Jue was suspicious and heard Mr. Mo say, "Let it be used."

This means that you have prepared something and waited for the young lady to continue to smash it next time? Qian Jue will not make a mistake, because it was still good before, and only Song Qiyue will smash it! This is really confusing!

...

Song Qiyue kept thinking about what he wanted to do. The so-called peaceful breakup turned out to be just his wishful thinking, and that person didn't think so at all. His messy thoughts could not be calmed down, and he didn't know how he spent it later. He just called Aunt Xu and learned that Yangyang was still in the old house and was having fun.

But when Song Qiyue returned to the Mo family's old house, a similar situation happened again, which was like a repeat of the same mistake. As long as she took Yangyang, she would not leave the old house!

Compared with Mo Mansion, the guards of the Mo family’s old house are much tighter!

Aunt Xu couldn't help asking, "Madam, are you having fun with your husband again?"

Last time, Aunt Xu knew about the general situation, and even knew that the two of them had a fight. During this period, they even went to several places and even moved out alone. But this time, probably only thought that the two had a small conflict like the last time. Aunt Xu still comforted her with great pain, "Madam, why did you make you unhappy again, right? It doesn't matter, just be angry with him. At most, you won't talk to him for two days, but this family still won't leave, so just live here."

Aunt Xu is a honest person and is talking about the experiences of people who have experienced it, but Song Qiyue couldn't answer her because she didn't know that this time was different from before. Song Qiyue whispered, "Aunt Xu, I understand everything you said."

But they can no longer pass.

Song Qiyue calmed down when she was alone, and she kept thinking about what to do. If she could take Yangyang away at this moment, then she really wanted to let go and no longer care about everything. She didn't want to care about any responsibilities, obligations, and obligations.

But even if I can't leave, I can't leave the gate of the old house, I'll be stopped.

Call the police? The police came over. With the snobbish Mo family in Hong Kong City, how could she compete with her alone? It was completely impossible! In the end, Yang Yang still couldn't let her have it!

This thought was dispelled again, and Song Qiyue had to remember Mrs. Mo again. Last time, she could ask her for help, but is this time possible? It is possible to ask Mrs. Mo to take Yangyang away for the first time, but it may not work if you do it again!

However, the most direct way that Song Qiyue could think of was to tell the truth!

After finding free time, he calculated that Mrs. Mo had no nap in the evening, and when she returned to her old house, Song Qiuyue called Mrs. Mo.

"Mrs. Young Madam, it's you." Sister Jiang answered, and Song Qiyue responded, "Sister Jiang, can you let your mother listen to the phone?"

"Madam is in the dance room, I'll go now, don't hang up." Sister Jiang reminded her and went to the dance practice room.

In the sound of steps, Song Qiyue heard Mrs. Mo's voice, and his phone was turned around, "July."

"I'm sorry." Song Qiuyue apologized.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Mo asked.

Song Qiyue held the phone and she whispered, "The three-year deadline, I think I can't hold on that day."

Mrs. Mo was stunned, probably not expecting that she would say so, and then asked, "Is there something wrong?"
To be continued...