Mommy Is Waging A Rebellion

Why did his son become a cripple, and all the fruits of his labor became Shaang Weiyuan's?    

    

He was just a bastard child that his big brother had given birth to outside.    

    

His blood was not pure, so what right did he have to obtain these?    

    

Shaang Tianye sat in an electric wheelchair. He did not show much emotion on his face. He only smiled bitterly. "It is my honor to be able to sacrifice for the business. Weiyuan also has the blood of the business. His ability is unquestionable."    

    

"That's right!" Shaang Xiaofeng pulled his neck and shouted. He walked over and stared at Shaang Bao with his nostrils. "Uncle, you are old. Can you let me go, Mr Yuan? It is not easy for Mr Yuan and his family."    

    

He said this as if Shaang Weiyuan was supporting his family. After breakfast, there would be no dinner.    

    

Life was very difficult.    

    

Shaang Bao was so angry that he could not bear it. He shouted at Shaang Xiaofeng, "What's up with you? Scram to the side!"    

    

Son of a b * tch! He had grown up, but he protected Shaang Weiyuan and fought with him.    

    

Ingrate!    

    

"Hmph!"    

    

Shaang Xiaofeng proudly shook his head, turned around and ran to Shaang Weiyuan's side.    

    

"Hello, sister-in-law!"    

    

When he saw Ruan Mizheng, he immediately stood up and bowed.    

    

He looked very respectful.    

    

Who is your sister-in-law?!    

    

She and Shaang Weiyuan were not married!    

    

"Hello." Ruan Mi maintained a smile and greeted him.    

    

Forget it. He would not get angry. This was the business territory. It was better to give Shaang Weiyuan some face.    

    

"Eh, little brother, you look like a girl."    

    

The eyes of the baby bag blinked, and the soft scholar said.    

    

Shaang Xiaofeng originally looked delicate. Of course, the third son of the Shang family also raised him as a girl since he was young.    

    

As a result, after he grew up, Shaang Xiaofeng's entire body emitted a feminine beauty.    

    

"Kid, you have to call me uncle. I am your daddy's younger brother."    

    

Shaang Xiaofeng wasn't angry. He squatted down and touched the little bun's head. It could be seen that he liked it very much.    

    

"Uncle ~" The baby reached out his hand and wrapped it around his neck. Shaang Xiaofeng took the opportunity to pick him up.    

    

"Uncle, the baby's requirements are not high. The baby's sister is as pretty as you!"    

    

The little bun touched Shaang Xiaofeng's face and grinned. He was very happy.    

    

Shaang Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly lit up. He lowered his voice and looked at Shaang Weiyuan in a gossipy way. "Are you really going to have a second child? "    

    

That was great. He liked girls.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan coldly glanced at him, showing no intention of responding.    

    

He was very depressed in his heart. His son and sister kept talking about him all day long. His woman said that she would give birth to him, but she did not even let him touch her!    

    

Could it be that she was going to get pregnant from a distance and nurture him without any soil?    

    

"Miss, come with me for a moment."    

    

The old mistress stood up with a crutch and looked at Ruan Mizheng.    

    

Ruan Mizheng was stunned for a moment. There was still something about her?    

    

She subconsciously looked at Shaang Weiyuan. Shaang Weiyuan was also looking at her.    

    

That expression was complicated and unpredictable.    

    

"Go." He raised his hand and patted her head, comforting and pampering her.    

    

"Then wait for me."    

    

Ruan Mizheng curved her lips at him and suddenly felt a little reluctant.    

    

The two of them acting so naturally, in the eyes of the business heirs, they were a couple in love.    

    

It could be seen that this woman was very important to Shaang Weiyuan.    

    

The Shang family was really big.    

    

It was like a maze.    

    

Ruan Mizheng followed the old mistress to the study room on the second floor. There were many expensive paintings hanging on the corridor on the second floor.    

    

It could be seen that they were all things from a few centuries ago.    

    

Businessmen, a place where every step seemed to be made of gold.    

    

She had the feeling that the merchants were the royalty of Europe.    

    

"Madam, why are you looking for me?"    

    

Ruan Mizheng sat on the sofa and said lightly.    

    

"Your name is Ruan Mizheng. You were once the daughter of the chairman of the Ruan's Group. Four years ago, you were expelled from the family and went overseas. Four years later, you brought your son back to the country. Now, you are living with Weiyuan, right?"    

    

The old mistress placed her hands on her walking stick. Her pair of shrewd old eyes carried an unfathomable light.    

    

"Yes."    

    

Why did the old lady act like she was negotiating?    

    

"I know you and your son have a very good relationship, but he is a businessman, so he must return to his family."    

    

"I understand what the old lady means. He is a businessman, so he naturally has to follow his surname. He can change his surname whenever he wants, I have no objections." Ruan Mizheng replied in a neither loud nor soft voice.    

    

However, the ominous feeling in her heart was getting bigger and bigger.    

    

"That's not what I meant." The old mistress shook her head. Although she smiled kindly, she gave off a dangerous feeling. "You are now the chief designer of the Global Group. Naturally, your status will be respected by many people. But I'm sorry, we have been in business for generations. I will never let Weiyuan marry you. "    

    

She spoke very straightforwardly and even sounded like she was mocking him. It was very difficult to hear.    

    

It was clear that she looked down on him.    

    

Yes, that's right, many people looked down on designers.    

    

The business world was huge. How could they easily marry a woman without any background or support?    

    

Ruan Mizheng curled her lips and smiled coldly. "It's not like you married me. I'm afraid this has nothing to do with you."    

    

The old mistress's expression changed. It was the first time that a woman spoke so arrogantly, "You..."    

    

"Whether I marry or not is Shaang Weiyuan's matter. Don't you want my son to acknowledge his ancestors? And then kick me? I'm sorry, that's impossible." Ruan Mizheng enunciated each word with a harmless smile on her face. At this moment, there was a trace of coldness, "I raised my son for four years. Why should I send him to the shop?"    

    

Her mother, on the other hand, did not want her son to return to the business after hearing the words of this old lady in front of her.    

    

In any case, he had parents. It was not like he had to acknowledge a group of people who ate people without spitting out their bones as relatives.    

    

She also did not want her son to inherit the business. From the moment she entered, she felt the coldness of this family.    

    

She definitely did not want her cute and cute son to be contaminated.    

    

The madame laughed, her eyes full of ridicule. "Didn't you want to have a second child with Weiyuan? I will transfer the money to your bank card without a single cent missing. Tell me your number."    

    

Damn, did this old lady think that she was playing cat and mouse, using her son as a bargaining chip to exchange for a sum of money?    

    

How many mothers would do that? At least she wouldn't.    

    

"You misunderstood me." Ruan Mizheng leaned back and said in a cold voice, "Even if you give me the entire business, I am not interested. If you came to me because of this matter, forgive me for not keeping you company."    

    

Ruan Mizheng knew how to read people's expressions. This old lady was respected by everyone in the business. At first, she also had some respect for her. Although she did not know why Shaang Weiyuan hated her, she was still Shaang Weiyuan's grandmother.    

    

However, after this conversation, Ruan Mizheng knew that this old lady was not only selfish but also good at using money to send people away.    

    

Did she really think she was an ordinary person?    

    

After being oppressed by Shaang Weiyuan that big devil, could she be an ordinary person?    

    

"Stop right there!"    

    

The madame's plan failed, and she knocked her crutch heavily on the ground.    

    

"Weiyuan is the heir to the CBS, the businessman. He wants to marry a woman who can help her in business, not a painter!"