"Mommy!" Little Dumpling's voice was so excited it almost broke. "Dad is so handsome! Did you see how he acted just now? He's totally a CEO boss!"
Song Wantang silently said in her heart: He is a CEO boss by nature.
"That's right!" Little Dumpling paused for a moment, then laughed even more happily. "Then he's the CEO boss of CEO bosses! Super CEO boss!"
Song Wantang: "..."
This kid, isn't his vocabulary a bit lacking?
The Old Madam watched this scene, the anger on her face gradually dissipating, replaced by a look of gratification.
"That's more like it." She picked up her teacup, took a sip, and looked at Song Wantang. "Wantang a, don't worry. Grandma has your back."
Song Wantang smiled: "Thank you, Grandma."
"What's there to thank?" The Old Madam waved her hand. "You are now a member of the Lu Family. Whoever bullies you is bullying the Lu Family. Shaodong understands this reasoning, and so do I."
Song Wantang's nose tingled slightly.
From childhood to adulthood, she had never been protected like this before.
In the Song Family, she was the one who was ignored. In her father's eyes, there was only Song Yurou.
But here, in this unfamiliar, luxurious old residence, an old lady she had just met gave her a warmth she had never experienced before.
"Mommy, don't cry!" Little Dumpling's voice became urgent. "If you cry, I'll want to cry too... Waaah..."
Because he was too moved.
Song Wantang: "..."
This kid, he really cries at the drop of a hat.
She took a deep breath, suppressing that tinge of sourness, smiled, and picked up a bite of dish for the Old Madam. "Grandma, you eat too."
The Old Madam took it with a smile: "Alright, alright, eat, let's all eat."
Lu Shaodong sat opposite, watching this scene. Something flashed in his eyes.
Quickly, like an illusion.
.....
In the afternoon, Song Wantang and Lu Shaodong left the old residence.
The Old Madam saw them all the way to the door, holding Song Wantang's hand reluctantly. "Wantang a, come back to see me when you have time. If Shaodong is busy, you can come by yourself. I'll have someone stew soup for you."
"Okay." Song Wantang nodded with a smile. "I will definitely come often."
"Also," the Old Madam lowered her voice and leaned close to her ear. "If Shaodong bullies you, just tell me. I have plenty of ways to deal with him."
Song Wantang couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Getting into the car, it slowly drove out of the old residence.
Song Wantang leaned back in her seat, watching the shadows of the plane trees flash past the window, then suddenly spoke up: "Mr. Lu."
Lu Shaodong turned his head: "Hmm?"
"Thank you."
"What for?"
"Thank you for speaking up for me in front of Grandma today," Song Wantang said. "And thank you for teaching Shen Mozhou a lesson."
Lu Shaodong was silent for two seconds. "No need to thank me. You are now Mrs. Lu. It's only right."
Song Wantang curved her lips slightly and didn't say anything more.
The car quieted down.
Little Dumpling must be tired today. He's probably asleep.
Song Wantang gently placed her hand on her lower abdomen and softly said in her heart: Sleep now, baby.
Lu Shaodong's gaze fell on her hand that was resting on her lower abdomen.
Fair fingers, a slightly curved arc.
His gaze paused for half a second, then shifted away.
Lanwan Villa.
Zhang Ma was already waiting at the door. Seeing the car pull in, she quickly went up to greet them.
"Sir, Miss Song, you're back."
"Zhang Ma, from now on, call her Madam," Lu Shaodong said.
Zhang Ma was stunned for a moment, then quickly caught on, her face breaking into a wide smile. "Yes, yes, yes, Madam! Madam is back!"
Song Wantang felt a bit uncomfortable being called "Madam", but didn't say anything.
Entering the living room, she noticed there was an extra document folder on the coffee table.
Lu Shaodong walked over, picked up the document folder and opened it, pulled out a few pages, and handed them to her.
"What is this?" she asked.
"An agreement drafted by the lawyer. Take a look."
Song Wantang took it, looked down, and glanced at it a few times.
The agreement was very detailed, with clear terms and distinct rights and responsibilities.
Assets under her name belong to her, and the Lu Family will not interfere; after the child is born, regardless of whether she chooses to end the marriage, Lu Shaodong will provide child support; after divorce, she can take the child or choose to leave him behind—everything is subject to her wishes...
Song Wantang finished reading the last page and looked up: "This agreement..."
"Is there a problem?"
"No." Song Wantang shook her head. "It's just... the terms you gave are too good."
Lu Shaodong's expression was calm. "You are the child's mother. This is what I should do."
Song Wantang was silent for a few seconds, then picked up a pen and signed her name on the last page.
"Done." She handed the agreement back.
Lu Shaodong took it, glanced at the signature, then set it aside.
"By the way, this is for you."
After saying that, Lu Shaodong took out a black card from his wallet and handed it to Song Wantang. "From now on, whatever you want to buy, just buy it."
Song Wantang was taken aback for a moment, then quickly said, "Mr. Lu, there's no need."
"This is for the child's expenses." The reason was ample.
"Mommy, take it. Dad doesn't lack money. You can use the money to buy me lots of fun toys and delicious food." Little Dumpling's eyes lit up at the sight of the black card, and he hurriedly persuaded.
This kid, he's also one who loves money.
A moment later, Lu Shaodong went to the study.
Song Wantang slept for a while. After getting up, she was eating fruit when she received a call from her best friend Tang Yuanyuan.
"Tangtang, are you up? I know you were newlyweds last night, so I didn't dare disturb you too early. Hehe, after all, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold. Ah, I'm so sorry I couldn't make it to your wedding. When I get back, I'll treat you to make up for it."
Tang Yuanyuan was temporarily assigned to a business trip and missed her friend's wedding, feeling very guilty.
Song Wantang paused briefly. She chewed slowly, swallowed a mouthful of strawberry, and said unhurriedly, "Yuanyuan, it's okay. Shen Mozhou and I broke up."
After that, she told Tang Yuanyuan everything that happened last night in detail.
The breathing on the other end instantly stopped.
Soon, Tang Yuanyuan's angry scolding voice came through the phone.
"Hmph! That scumbag Shen Mozhou, doesn't he think? If it weren't for your patent, could his Shen Corporation have reached its current scale? Besides, a rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its own nest. He actually got together with that green tea bitch Song Yurou? Tangtang, hammer them to death."
Taking advantage of Tang Yuanyuan's excitement, Song Wantang confessed everything in one breath: "Mm, don't worry, I won't let them have an easy time. Oh, and by the way, I married Lu Shaodong, and the baby in my belly is his. It's a long story..."
Tang Yuanyuan was stunned after hearing all this.
She suddenly pinched her own thigh. "Wait, am I dreaming? You broke up with that scumbag Shen Mozhou and then married Lu Shaodong? You mean that Beijing Circle Big Shot Lu Shaodong? Have you lost your mind?"
It's no wonder Tang Yuanyuan said that.
Because in her eyes, Song Wantang was a pure love-struck brain, truly hopeless.
Tang Yuanyuan always thought that if Shen Mozhou wanted her life, she would probably hand it over without hesitation.
Anyway, she was super in love with Shen Mozhou.
But this version of her actually broke up with Shen Mozhou within a single day and then even had a flash marriage?
And the flash marriage partner was a big shot?
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