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The aftermath of a stunning beauty

Sitting in his spacious, luxurious office, Song Enwon was frowning and preoccupied

By Elham NazriPublished 3 years ago 5 min read
The aftermath of a stunning beauty
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Sitting in his spacious, luxurious office, Song Enwon was frowning and preoccupied. He searched for a hundred reasons in his mind, thinking that this could not be justified.

Over the years, with the good connections he had built up and years of hard work, his business was doing well, and now his annual trade volume was more than 30 million. But in line with the adage, the shopping mall success, the love field failure. The first wife to start a business with him, the business just a little better, people in a car accident and left. The most regrettable thing is that the two of them did not even leave a child. After marrying his second wife, he learned a lesson and put having a child at the top of his priority list. Otherwise, who will inherit so many family assets in the future? But after two years of effort, his wife's belly did not move at all. When he mobilized her to the hospital for a checkup, the result was unbelievable: she was not fertile. After thinking about it, he made a painful choice, gave the woman a large sum of money, and the two agreed to divorce.

Friends introduced countless other girls, including those studying trade and business management, but none of them touched Song Enwon's heart. This third wife is his choice to settle down.

His current wife is called Wan Hong, 1.78 meters tall, thin waist and long legs, and looks beautiful, beautiful, generous, and stunning, which can not be described. There is only one word called style, and it is only appropriate to use it on her. Her big flashing eyes, as if they can talk, can be drunk for half a day.

Only since we met, Song En Yuan also seems to be ten years younger. Often put off friends' parties and shopping mall social engagements, ideas to please Wan Hong. From the first meeting to the marriage in less than six months, his friends laughed at him, saying that his soul, by Wan Hong hooked.

Two years ago, Wan Hong gave birth to his son. The child's 100-day reception was as grand as their wedding, and he was so happy that he could wake up laughing in his sleep. Rewarded Wan Hong a Mercedes, not to mention the light nanny, and hired two.

But now, Song En Yuan rarely goes home, is to stay in a hotel, but also does not want to go home. He saw his son, he had a headache and a hard time. It's not that the child has any congenital problems, can eat and drink, but will also call out to dad and mom.

On this day he came into the house and asked the nanny to take the child out. He said with a long sigh, "Wan Hong, let's sit down and talk.

Wan Hong pulled a face and said, "Talk about what? When you were chasing me, you talked sweetly. Now I gave birth to your son, but you rarely even come home. Is it because I'm old, or there is a little vixen outside to hit on you again?

What I want to say to you is also about my son. I admit I have been homeless this year. But I'm not really outside the heart, I'll tell you the truth, I suspect that my son is not mine.

What are you talking about? Wan Hong stood up and questioned loudly.

Don't get excited, you are not pregnant with someone else's child? Finally said the pent-up doubts in the heart, Song En Yuan's heart but feel better.

What evidence do you have to suspect that the child is not yours? You are simply insulting me. Wan Hong's face turned white with anger.

This child was just born, like an alien. I thought to myself, children may be born like this, and grow up a little better. But now the child is two years old, still so ugly, small collapsed nose and small eyes, and no chin. How could I have given birth to him with you? I have a headache when I see this child, how can I take it out in the future, how can I tell others that it is my son? If it's someone else's child, I'll give you a sum of money, let's get along, okay? Song En Yuan simply said what was in his heart.

Song, you are not a human being, how dare you say such things. Wan Hong said, wiping her tears. But after thinking about what Song En Yuan mentioned, the tone of voice dropped a bit.

If you don't have a ghost in your heart, let's take our son to do the paternity test together, do you dare to go?

I am determined not to go. You insult me like this, why should I listen to you and go to do the paternity test?

Then you still have a ghost in your heart.

What if the child is yours?

You can do whatever you want.

I'll write an agreement, the child is not yours, I'll take the child out of the house. The child is yours, divorce, the child to you to raise, all the property one half.

Song En Yuan thought about it, stood up, and said, okay, I promise you. I went back to write the agreement, let the lawyer send you hands, no regrets.

The result came out, that the son is his own. Song Enron did not quite believe and mobilized Wan Hong to take the son to Shanghai to do a return, the results and the last time were the same.

After the divorce, Wan Hong got half of all the property of Song En Yuan.

Song Enron did not know that after graduating from college, Wan Hong earned ten years of money, she used it all on plastic surgery. First in the domestic whole, after the conditions better to go to South Korea whole. She pad nose, bone grinding, breast augmentation, liposuction, eyebrows, school teeth, etc., a total of more than 20 surgeries.

When she left the villa where she had lived for more than two years, Wan Hong thought to herself, "If I find a man again, I will tell him that I am not the original.

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Elham Nazri

May the angels protect at my side. The devil can never come to the world.

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