Chapter 1103
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
1103 Can you call me Mommy?
About ten minutes later, Gu CI texted Wen Muchu about the entire incident.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Wen Muchu read the message and was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone.
However, he managed to suppress his anger. He clutched his phone tightly and tried his best to calm his anger.
He leaned against the head of the bed and squinted slightly, his eyes flashing with cold hostility.
The song family was really good.
He actually dared to snatch her away from him?
Mrs. Songâs guts were really big.
Since she, Mrs. Song, had the guts to do so, he didnât mind giving her a big gift.
Wen Muchuâs lips curled into a cold smile as he arranged for Gu CI to take care of some matters.
Gu CI received the mission and immediately went to do it without asking.
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Song Hefeng was sent to the hospital. The doctor checked the effects of the drug in his body and immediately gave him an infusion to alleviate the drug effect.
Mrs. Song was worried and waited at the door.
Not long after, the song familyâs elder came over and gave Mrs. Song a tight slap.
âYouâre really capable, arenât you? you even dared to touch someone from the presidential palace. Do you want the song family to become enemies with the presidential palace? Iâm telling you, without the support of the Presidentâs House, our song family is nothing. If you want to court death, I can make song Qiang divorce you right now, so that you wonât do anything stupid again and harm our song family.â
Mrs. Song was completely stunned by the slap.
She covered her face and looked at elder song in shock. âDad, how did you know about this?â
âHow would I know? What, you can do it, but no one else can say it?â Old master songâs face was cold as he scolded.
He had met Lan Xiao once at the Fang familyâs banquet. Although he liked that little girl, she was already a member of the presidential palace. The song family could not touch her.
He did not expect Madam song to be so bold as to drug Lan Xiao.
Fortunately, song Hefeng had drunk the drugged fruit juice.
If Lan Xiao drank the fruit juice, the consequences would be unimaginable.
However, Mrs. Song was eager to find out who was the one who told elder song about the secret.
When she saw song Qiaoqiao, she gritted her teeth and roared at song Qiaoqiao, â âWas it you who told your grandfather, you little b * tch? What are you trying to do? Are you trying to kill me?â
Tears welled up in song Qiaoqiaoâs eyes. When the words â little b * tch â came out of Madam songâs mouth, she felt her heart twist in pain.
âNo, I didnât tell Grandpa.â
âDonât deny it, youâre just jealous. Iâm good to mild wind because youâre doing all these behind my back. You canât wait for me to be in trouble. Song Qiaoqiao, youâve always hated me. â Mrs. Songâs eyes were filled with mockery as she spoke with a smile.
Song Qiaoqiao was in extreme pain. She hadnât done anything.
Why did Mrs. Song always want to push all the blame onto her?
Her eyes were filled with sorrow as she looked at Mrs. Song.âNo, it wasnât me, I didnât do that. Why do you think of me as such a vicious and evil person? He Feng is your son, Iâm also your daughter.â
Mrs. Songâs heart skipped a beat.
She looked at song Qiaoqiaoâs eyes, which were filled with despair, and her heart continued to sink.
Elder song looked at Mrs. Song in disappointment.
He closed his eyes slightly and sighed. the two children are both your own. Why do you have to treat them so differently for so many years? â It wasnât Qiaoqiao who told me about this. It was the presidentâs son who personally called me to tell me. You should know that there are some people we canât easily offend.â
Mrs. Songâs legs went weak. She leaned against the wall and slowly fell to the ground.
The current head of the song family, Song Qiang, had also rushed to the hospital at this time.
He had heard everything that old master Song had said.
He looked at Madam song coldly.
âSomeone, Madam is tired. Send her home and let her rest. Remember, without my order, no one is allowed to let her out for a walk!â
Mrs. Song turned to look at Song Qiang in disbelief. She asked hysterically, â âSong Qiang, are you going to put me under house arrest? Iâm not going anywhere if I donât. Iâm going to stay here and wait for my son to wake up. He hates me to the core, and Iâm still waiting for his forgiveness.â
Song Qiang didnât give her any more chances, nor did he look at her.
As soon as he gave the order, someone came over and carried Mrs. Song out of the hospital. They then stuffed her into a car and drove her back to the song familyâs house.
Along the way, her hands were restrained.
She could not struggle at all.
About an hour later, she was locked up in a large and luxurious bedroom.
Someone had locked the door from the outside, and the glass windows had been completely welded shut by the servants.
She looked at the bedroom that was like a cage, raised her head, and shouted, crying bitterly.
She did not expect that things would come to this.
Mrs. Song was locked up for the whole afternoon.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
With trembling hands, she unlocked her phone.
In front of her eyes, a scene that was enough to make her collapse and despair flashed.
Her husband, Song Qiang, was actually hugging and kissing a beautiful woman with a big belly.
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Mrs. Songâs eyes widened as she smashed her phone against the wall in anger.
The phone was smashed in half, but the glaring image still didnât disappear.
Mrs. Songâs eyes were bloodshot. She ran to the door, clenched her fists, and smashed the door with all her might.
She shouted hysterically as she smashed.
âSong Qiang, you bastard, come out. You actually have another woman outside behind my back? Why are you doing this to me?â
âIsnât it enough that Iâve given you a son? Why did you let another woman get pregnant? Why do you still want to stab me in the heart?â
Bang! Bang! The sound of someone knocking on the door reverberated throughout the entire villa.
The servants in the villa were so scared that their faces turned pale, and no one dared to approach.
Song Qiaoqiao had just returned and saw this scene. A trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes.
After some hesitation, she decided to head to Mrs. Songâs bedroom.
When she heard Mrs. Songâs words, she pursed her lips and tried to call her âmotherâ.
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Mrs. Songâs eyes lit up when she heard song Qiaoqiaoâs voice. She smiled and quickly called out song Qiaoqiaoâs name.
âQiaoqiao? Qiaoqiao, is that you?â
mother, itâs me, Chenchen, â song Qiaoqiao whispered as she leaned against the door.
Mrs. Songâs agitated emotions were slowly suppressed.
Tears flowed from her eyes as she spoke in a trembling voice.
âMy good child, can you call me Mommy? Itâs all my fault in the past. I shouldnât have been so mean to you and so hostile. My mother was wrong. Yingluoâs mother is here to apologize to you.â