The Foolish Gong was Reborn - Chapter 106

Xie Chongxing’s mood is very open now. Together with Song Hui, he filed a divorce lawsuit with the court.

Qi Bojun’s evidence of cheating with women, illegitimate children, and marital **** and **** are all very easy to obtain. Song Hui thought it would be easy to get a divorce, but she only had this idea before, and she couldn’t implement it.

The Song family will not give her any assistance, because the Song family still needs to rely on the Qi family for food, and she is helpless in the Qi family.

For more than ten years, she has been like a canary raised by Qi Bojun, who has been closely guarded and has no freedom, not even the right to control her own body.

To be honest, she couldn’t survive it for a long time, and she has survived until now, perhaps because there is a longing and hope in her heart to support her? What if she could see Xie Qinghe and her son again?

She lingered on until now, and finally Xie Chongxing came.

Until now, she still hadn’t seen Xie Qinghe.

Fortunately, divorce can also be released.

Qi Bojun was so busy that he received a subpoena from the court, and the whole person was furious.

He called? Song Xigu, very good, even dared to refuse to answer!

Qi Bojun was so angry that he smashed his mobile phone and sneered again and again, this?

He picked up his suit jacket and walked straight out. The assistant called him, “Boss, that review team is coming soon, where are you going?”

Qi Bojun said irritably: “You deal with it first?!”

The assistant was so frightened that his face turned pale, he took a few steps back, and did not dare to speak.

Qi Bojun ignored him and hurried to Song’s house.

Zhao Xiang was at home. Seeing him, his face twitched and he said, “Bo Jun.”

Qi Bojun looked indifferent and shouted violently: “Song Hui! Give it to me? Come out!”

Zhao Xiang said, “Anhui is not at home.”

Qi Bojun grinned and said, “Where can she be when she’s not at home? Even if my Qi family collapses, Song Hui is my thing! You want to sell her a second time for the **** I’ve ruined? Can you sell it to? Who? Who wants her?”

Zhao Xiang was enraged by his foul language, and his cheeks were flushed. Song Hui was still her daughter no matter what. Qi Bojun insulted Song Hui and stepped on her mother’s face.

Fortunately, now that they are in the Qin family, she no longer has to hold Qi Bojun so humbly, Zhao Xiang straightened his chest when he thought of this, barely maintaining her noble lady decency, “Bojun, please treat Fenhui. Show some respect, she is the wife you are marrying, not the woman you are playing outside, no?

Qi Bojun didn’t bother to look at her, “Song Hui! I know you’re at home, you give me? You want to divorce me when you come out, oh, don’t you? Look at what you can do without me? You think you can do anything else besides me? Another man wants you? You have given birth to two men, you are a broken shoe, you bitch! Song Hui, give it to me!”

He searched the rooms one by one, and Zhao Xiang shouted from behind, “I said she wasn’t here!”

Qi Bojun ignored her. He was breathing very fast, his eyes were red, and he laughed in anger. “Song Hui, you really have the ability to hide from me, ha, who gave you the courage?”

Zhao Xiang said angrily: “Enough, Qi Bojun! Are you crazy? No matter what I say, they are your elders. Are you educated?”

Qi Bojun turned back, raised his hand and slapped her.

Zhao Xiang’s face swelled up instantly after being slapped by him. She looked at Qi Bojun in disbelief, with tears in her eyes, and asked loudly, “You dare to hit me? How dare you hit me?”

Qi Bojun slapped her again, stretched out his hand and pinched her face, and said sternly: “Your family is kneeling to be a dog, why should I treat you as a human? The dog’s self-consciousness, the dog still knows the loyalty to the master, I call you Mom for Song An’s sake, and you think you are really my elder? You dare to bark at me?”

Only then did Zhao Xiang know how terrifying Qi Bojun was. She was so frightened by Qi Bojun that her whole body went soft, her tears couldn’t stop flowing, and she was greatly insulted both physically and mentally.

Qi Bojun threw her to the ground, kicked her like a dog, and asked, “Where is Song Hui? Tell me now? Don’t force me to be polite to you.”

Zhao Xiang’s voice was so choked that he could hardly speak? When she said it, no matter how poor the Song family was, how could they need to rely on the Qi family, and she was also a decent family. She looked at Qi Bojun as a gentle and elegant family, and she was very active in asking for it. Helping to pay off the debt? He was selected among Song Hui’s suitors.

Even if Song Hui always had injuries after she got married, she would only regard it as something that made Qi Bojun unsatisfied and kept Song Hui tolerable. Song Xigu said it was domestic violence, but she didn’t take it seriously. How could Qi Bojun’s temperament be? Domestic violence, but now that she finally saw Qi Bojun’s true face, she realized that his usual gentleness and filial piety to her were all faked. .

It turned out that Qi Bojun treated their Song family as dogs, but it turned out that they were just dogs.

Zhao Xiang thought it was ridiculous. She was dazzled by Qi Bojun’s gentleness. She never felt that he had done anything wrong. She turned her head and blamed Song Hui, forcing her to bow her head and live a good life with Qi Bojun, to please Qi Bojun…

What did she do? She forced Song Hui to please such a violent criminal!

Seeing that she didn’t speak, Qi Bojun kicked her a few more times, her tone full of violence, “Say it! Damn it, tell me quickly! Where the **** is Song Hui!”

With blood all over his face, Zhao Xiang said in a vague voice, “I don’t know! I don’t know where she is!”

Qi Bojun laughed angrily, “Stinky Biaozi, didn’t you sell your daughter happily before? Don’t tell me now that my conscience found out? Now that I want to protect my daughter, let me tell you, Song Hui is my thing, even if she dies, Mine! If she dares to divorce me, I will kill her! Just stop me if you can.”

He got rid of Zhao Xiang and left the Song family in large strides.

The maid dared to come out when she heard that there was no movement. Seeing Zhao Xiang lying on the ground with blood on her face, she was so frightened that she called an ambulance.

In the evening, Song Xigu called Xie Chongxing, choked up and said that Zhao Xiang was admitted to the hospital by Qi Bojun.

Xie Chongxing was extremely calm, but he still pretended to care a few words to stabilize Song Xigu’s mood before hanging up the phone.

Song An’s expression was filled with anxiety. She asked in a stern voice, “Mr. Qi Bo is looking for me?”

She also didn’t ask about Zhao Xiang’s injury. Over the years, her feelings for Zhao Xiang have been exhausted, and she no longer has the slightest nostalgia.

Xie Chongxing gave a soft “um”.

Song Hui said, “He must be very angry.”

Song An hugged her shoulders and trembled a little. She was in her early 40s this year, and she still had a strange quality about her that easily gave her a certain desire to protect her.

Xie Chongxing hugged her shoulders and comforted: “Mom, it’s alright.”

Song Hui suddenly asked, “Chongxing, your father, where is your father? Why didn’t he come to see me?”

Xie Chongxing was silent.

Song An’s eyes reddened, “Chongxing, don’t you? You want to hide it from me, okay? I want to know what happened to him.”

She is not stupid. In the past few months, Xie Chongxing has been covering up and perfunctory frequently, all of which have shown that there is a problem.

But she couldn’t think of a reason why Xie Qinghe didn’t see her.

Did you start a new family? This reason is tenable, but…is it so hard to see him for a year?

If it’s a new family, she won’t bother him, she just needs to see him again, that’s enough.

She never thought that she could be with Xie Qinghe, even if he didn’t despise her, she didn’t want her to be with him.

Xie Chongxing knew if he was hiding it? Go on, now that Song Hui’s spirit is much better, it’s time to tell her the truth.

Xie Chongxing lowered his eyes and whispered, “Mom, my dad passed away.”

He raised his face, stared into Song An’s eyes, and said in a soft voice, “He died in 1992.”

Song Anai’s brain went blank. After a long time, she recovered, her voice was very soft, “You said he died?”

Xie Chongxing told her everything, of course, to eliminate the grievances between himself and Xie Guoxu’s family.

Song Hui froze on the spot, tears welling up like a dam, sobbing hard: “I’m sorry, Chongxing, I’m sorry…”

Xie Chongxing’s eyes were also red, but he didn’t cry, he just silently patted Song Hui’s back to help her go smoothly.

He had seen Xie Qinghe’s appearance in old photos. He was handsome and clean, tall and straight, with divine light in his eyes, and his faint smile was extremely charming. It was the type that girls would like at that time.

From the narration of the neighbors in his hometown, we can also piece together what kind of person Xie Qinghe is. He is gentle, steady, considerate and attentive. Although he doesn’t talk a lot, he can always take into account the feelings of others, so he goes over and over again. Aggrieved yourself.

A good man with a character like a diamond.

Song Hui is also gentle and soft, and she will undoubtedly be a good mother.

If there is no Song family, he will have a gentle father, a gentle mother, and he will grow up in a happy family.

A Song family made Xie Qinghe lose his life indirectly, Song Hui lost his freedom and dignity, and he lost his childhood and parents.

The Song family ruined the lives of the three of them.

Xie Chongxing couldn’t hold back the resentment in his heart, but at this time he couldn’t allow him to think about the Song family. Song Hui’s current mood was the most important thing.

Xie Chongxing accompanied her for a long time, and before leaving, he put down a USB flash drive, which contained the information sorted out by Xie Chongxing.

Song Hui cried silently while trembling? She took the USB flash drive and inserted it into the computer.

Xie Chongxing didn’t say in front of Song An how miserable he was, because no matter what he said, it wasn’t like Song An’s own eyes shot directly at the soul.

Xie Qinghe’s death is an irreversible fact. No matter how much Song Hui loves him, he has to look ahead. Seeing that he has lived in the torture of uncles and aunts for 18 years, Song Hui’s deep sorrow for Xie Qinghe’s death will also be transferred.

She also has a son, and a son who has lived in **** for 18 years. Whenever she has a little bit of maternal love for him, she will want to use the rest of her time to treat him well instead of dying for love.

Xie Chongxing walked to the elevator and didn’t go far. Song Hui’s depression was still very serious. Although he could usually act like a normal person and talk and laugh, he would commit suicide once he stopped taking the medication and his mood fluctuated too much.

He waited for a while, guessing that she had read the information, then took out the key and entered the house again.

Song An looked at him with tears all over her face. Soon, she stood up, trotted over, and hugged Xie Chongxing.

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry for making you suffer.” Song Hui choked up.

Xie Chongxing hugged her with a sour nose, and said softly, “No? Needless to say, I’m sorry, I’m not suffering anymore.”

Xie Chongxing took a breath and asked softly, “Mom, can you live with me?”

Song Hui didn’t answer immediately. After a while, she took a breath and cried heavily: “Well, my mother will accompany you, marry you, and grow old with you.”

Xie Chongxing’s long-standing heart disease was finally resolved, and he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Just thinking of the culprit who brought their family of three down to this point, he always harbored a sense of resentment in his heart. I’m afraid that he would only be able to breathe out this sigh of relief after seeing them completely fall.

Back in the bedroom, as soon as Xie Chongxing opened the door, he saw Qin Zhongyue sitting on his bed, holding his quilt, burying his face in it, making a loud breathing sound, and then sighed with emotion: “… what.”

Xie Chongxing: “…”

Xie Chongxing’s goosebumps came out, and he coughed softly. Qin Zhongyue paused, raised his face, saw that it was him, put down his quilt very calmly, and said, “Xingxing, you are back.”

Xie Chongxing looked outside, no one was there, he closed the door carefully, and said to Qin Zhongyue, “You look like a pervert.”

Qin Zhongyue said confidently, “How can it be considered a pervert to smell my wife’s bed?”

He paused, puffed out his chest, and said proudly, “Even if it is, then I’m a legal pervert!”

Xie Chongxing: “…”

The author has something to say: Yuezai: As long as I can get close to my wife, I will recognize the perverts of the pervert!