"Songting, don't forget how happy your son is now. He sees his mother perking up again and you standing in the workplace with determination. His eyes are shining! He likes you like this. If you go back, Wang Yuzhe will only be more sad. Do you understand?"

Her son

Her son likes the way she looks in a suit. When she wears a suit, his eyes are shining.

How could she fail to live up to what her son expected of her.

But... She can't.

"He certainly doesn't want to see you go back to that house, Songting. I can help you." Song Ting raised her head slowly. The slim figure was no other than Tang Qingge.

She held out her hand and said firmly, "I'll help you. If you can't do it, I'll help you do it."

Songting's eyes are glowing red, and she still holds those humiliating photos in her arms. But at the moment, it seems that these are not important. She can do it for herself, but she can't do it for her son.

Because she is still a mother.

Song Ting held Tang Qingge's hand tightly and stood up from the ground with her strength. Her legs and feet were shaking. She didn't know what kind of eyes they would look at her. She didn't even dare to think what they would think of her.

Tang Qingge clenched her hand, looked at Song Ting's face white and trembling, and suddenly pursed her lips, "you are now the vice president of the company. If you don't want to see these people in the company, you can let them leave directly at the command."

People in the company immediately looked at Songting with expectant eyes.

Song Ting said hoarsely, "no, I don't mean that. It has nothing to do with them."

He pursed his lips. "Wang Jian came for me. It has nothing to do with them."

"What do you want to do now?"

Song Ting clenched her hand. "I just want my son back."

Tang Qingge said, "not enough."

"My son, money, and spiritual loss expenses. You have to pay for everything you have done to take care of their mother and son over the years."

Songting is tense all over. Yes, she made her fortune with the money she gave Wang Jian. Why did she finally devote her youth and money, but in the end, both money and her son belong to Wang Jian?

He can continue to hug and kiss with the actors in the circle. He can continue to squander every sum of money she has earned with him. Moreover, he still refuses to divorce her and refuses to let her go, so as to continue to maintain his image as a "good man". How can there be such a theory in the world!

"However, Wang Jian is indeed more qualified to raise children. If you want to fight for the custody of children, you need to provide strong evidence to prove that Wang Jian is not suitable for raising children."

Song Ting hung her eyes, "as long as we can catch the evidence of his cheating."

Tang Qingge raised her eyebrows. "So you have it?"

Songting nodded, and her eyes burst into dazzling brilliance. "I don't know anything these years. I have left evidence of his activities with the actresses in the circle who tried to climb into his bed."

"Smart!"

Song Ting smiled reluctantly, then stared at her mobile phone. For a long time, her hands trembled and called out, "Wang Jian, you made the photo, didn't you?"

Sarcastic laughter came from the other side, "of course it's me, song ting. I told you that if you dare to leave me, I will make you pay the price!"

Song Ting closed her eyes. "OK, I ask you, if I go back, will you treat me well? Or will you still insult me as often as before, and let me wait on you day and night to wash clothes, cook and wash feet with your mother. I can't ask you more about your cheating. Is it still such a day?"