Chapter 895: Misfortune Never Comes Alone

a word."Jo Baoer, don't be ungrateful!"Liu Yiy's voice turned cold, she glared at her viciously, "You have a good wrist. While I was away for three years, you actually seduced Jun Zhimu, but let me te...Although misfortune never comes alone, good fortune rarely visits.

But the repeated occurrence of problems definitely isn't just a coincidence.

In the dimly lit office, with not a single light turned on, the man sat quietly at the large desk, as if merging with the darkness. Even his breath had become faint, but his two fists were clenched tightly.

" Sima An, I called you but you didn't answer. Several managers at the company told me..." The woman complained as she pushed open the door.

Lanlan stretched out her hand and slapped all the lights on with a loud "snap," bathing everything in bright daylight.

I was startled. The computer files on the office desk were smashed on the floor, and the cups on the coffee table were also shattered, like a messy scene after a robbery.

"What, what's going on!"

"Who did this"

The man seated at the desk with his eyes closed remained expressionless. All he heard was Lanlan's voice growing more frantic, "Sima An!"

She ran to his side and saw that his fists were clenched tight, and there were some bloody scratches on them. Thinking he was in trouble, she shook him violently.

"Get out." His voice was rough, devoid of any warmth.

Sima An had always been amiable to others, with a gentle smile always on his face. Although some might call him a hypocrite, he was still approachable. But now, he seemed strangely distant and unfamiliar.

"My cousin told me something big happened at the company. What's going on" Lanlan sounded anxious, even more worried than he was.

"The company has been operating well all along, why did the suppliers suddenly cut off supplies And the development project in Mohai City wasn't agreed upon, how come it was snatched away What about the money we invested before"

"Hurry up and speak!"

"I'm about to lose it!!"

Even if Lanlan doesn't participate in company operations, she also knows that she is probably being targeted, otherwise, how could she be so unlucky.

"Who is targeting us"

"Find a problem quickly, has the company offended someone"

Siman'an's face was gloomy. He ignored her anxious swaying and urging, got up, didn't say a word, and walked out directly.

Lan Lan stopped for a few seconds, then quickly chased after him.

"Sima An, you need to explain things to me clearly. What exactly happened at the company"

He suddenly turned around, "Are you responsible for the company going bankrupt, leaving me with nothing and in debt, or do you genuinely care about me"

He replied in a voice as cold as ice.

The night wind was a little chilly, Lanlan stopped immediately, her face pale. For a moment, she couldn't even answer his question.

Sima An smirked, as if expecting this outcome. He opened the car door and drove away.

"The company is in trouble now, you need to get all the money out quickly!"

Song Mengmeng was still in the hospital taking care of her nanny, but she received a call from Lanlan, who immediately asked her for money.

I don't want to have anything to do with this woman. Lately, she's come to realize that as long as her nanny and daughter get along well, she doesn't care about men and mistresses anymore.

I also blocked Lanlan's phone number.

Now that I think about it, Sima An and Lanlan's phone numbers are both blocked. Her world suddenly seems so clean and bright.

The wet nurse's condition has been recovering well recently. The doctor said she can be discharged in a few days. The skin on her back that was burned is already disfigured and deformed. After she fully recovers, she can choose to have plastic surgery to repair it.

All I can think about is going back to the city after I'm discharged, getting away from all the worries here.

Sometimes things don't go our way.

On the day Nanny was discharged from the hospital, the Song family called her, sounding very urgent and asking her to go back immediately.

Song Mengmeng recently turned cold and hung up directly.

To her surprise, a few minutes later, Song Baogeng called her, "Something serious has happened. You better come back and take a look."

At first, she thought her father was sick. But when she went over to check, he seemed fine. From afar, she heard him swearing. "What's going on" As soon as the words left her mouth, she was surprised to see Mrs. Sima, mother of Sima An.

"From the very beginning, I fell for Xiao Fei as my daughter-in-law." Mrs. Sima sat in the living room, sipping tea with a gentle and refined demeanor.

Mo Yun's face was full of smiles, she filled her glass again, "Our two families cooperating, in the future we can have better development, children were ignorant before, as long as they can change it's good..."

Mo Yufei has truly returned to China. Her appearance is much more mature than before, with golden hair in large waves, red lips, and bold eye makeup. Her figure is also fuller, and her overall temperament has changed drastically. She was once a naive and stubborn young girl, but now she exudes a strong femininity.

The only thing that remained unchanged was her obsession with Sima An.

"Aunt, the company's crisis will be resolved soon. Don't worry too much." She always knew how to sweet-talk her elders.

Mrs. Sima took her hand gently, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Little Fei, you're the only one who truly understands my difficulties. I also owe you so much for all these years..."

Several women were enacting a scene of tenderness, but Mr. Song's face was filled with anger: "What do you mean get a divorce!"

"Is this marriage and divorce just a joke! I forbid it!"

Song Mengmeng stood there like a transparent person for a while, and now she understood. These people called her over just to have her sign divorce papers.

She looked at the divorce agreement that had been thrown in front of her, her heart unusually calm.

He didn't show any remorse or sadness at all.

All that has happened recently has probably chilled her to the bone.

She looked around again, but didn't see Sima An. "If you don't make things clear to me, I won't sign," she said coldly.

"Just sign it if you want to, there's no room for your voice here!" Sima's wife had always looked down on her.

"Your son hasn't signed, so why should I" Song Mengmeng smiled at her. She used to have to carefully deal with this picky mother-in-law, but now she doesn't care anymore.

It doesn't matter if she signs or not, but Song Mengmeng isn't stupid either.

"Song Mengmeng, you've been harming Sima An for so many years. All these years he has taken care of you, and now that he's in trouble, you just sit idly by. You are truly cruel."

Mo Yufei crossed her legs, spoke in a slow and measured tone, with a hint of socialite arrogance.

"What happened to him"

Song Mengmeng frowned, now remembering that she had blocked his phone number.

Mo Yufei just smiled, without explanation. It was Sima Fu on the sofa whose face turned rather awkward. She glared at Song Mengmeng and urged her in a raised voice, "This is none of your business, you can't help either, sign immediately!"

Song's father stepped forward and stopped him, "After so many years of not interfering, his aura is still strong. All of them are daughters of the Song family, if the Sima family is in trouble, it’s our duty to help. Why should we make them divorce and remarry Xiaofei What logic is there behind this"

"Who is your daughter, old man Don't try to flatter yourself." Mo Yufei said with disdain.

"You, what did you say!"

Song's father looked astonished, as if he couldn't accept that his usually obedient daughter would say something so rebellious.

"Now, who in Song's company dares to say anything You old thing, do you think you're anyone" Mo Yufei's smile was somewhat deranged as she stood up. "This time, whoever dares to stop me will have no mercy from me,"

She looked at Song Mengmeng with a provocative gleam in her eyes, as if backed by someone, fearless. "Your foster mother and daughter had such a big fire and they didn't die, they really are hard to kill."

Song Mengmeng's body stiffened.

"What do you mean" she stammered.

The next second, she rushed over and grabbed Mo Yufei's hair, "You, it was you who set fire to my nanny's house!" Song Mengmeng's chest was filled with anger, "So what Can you catch me" Mo Yufei admitted in a low voice by her ear, but suddenly waved her hand, the force of which made Song Mengmeng's cheek burn with a hot red mark.nce he was a child. Plus, with his irregular work schedule, he would just ask his secretary to order whatever when he got hungry.Qiao Bao'er knew that Fang Da Ma cared about her very much, and she smi...