After rebirth, my ex-husband fainted in tears at the crematorium

When Cheng Shangyan read the contents of the newspaper clearly, his face showed an expression even more shocked than mine.

"Impossible, impossible, I have never announced this to the outside world."

Judging from Cheng Shangyan's expression, it didn't look like he was acting.

I put away the newspaper, "Since you didn't tell the media, I'll leave first."

"Wait a minute." Cheng Shangyan stopped me, "The person who broke the news may not know the truth. Maybe he also made a guess. You might as well take a gamble."

I stood still. Cheng Shangyan's words gave me a flash of inspiration, and I instantly had an idea.

"Gu Rou, you are a smart person. I could not forgive you in the past. I am very happy during the past few months with him. This prison uniform is my atonement for you."

A flash of shock flashed across my eyes.

After a while, I nodded, took one last look at Cheng Shangyan, and left Qinshan Prison.

Wen's construction scandals were all over the place. Even the past events were exposed, and a lot of gossip about high-level officials was dug up. The whole city of Beijing seemed to be in a state of madness. Even the streets, alleys, and people in cars were The radios were all broadcasting negative news about the Wen Group.

I closed the car window to isolate the sound from outside. The driver was also very sensible and turned off the car radio and played a lyrical song.

The car parked under the Wen Building and was surrounded by reporters. I took off the mask on my face, pushed the door open and got out of the car.

"Madam..." The driver didn't understand why I took off my mask, and his voice was full of worry.

I smiled at the driver, then straightened my back and walked towards the door of Wen's Construction Company.

A reporter looked at me and seemed to recognize me. He ran over and put the microphone in front of me, "Mrs. Wen! You finally showed up! What do you think of what happened in the past few days?"

When other reporters heard the commotion, they also rushed over. After a while, I was surrounded by a group of reporters, and countless microphones were placed in front of me.

"Mrs. Wen, I heard that you have been recuperating at home after your miscarriage. Now that you are out, is it because you learned about Mr. Wen Zeyuan's cheating scandal?"

"Mrs. Wen, I heard that the child in your belly is Mr. Mo's. Is this true? Your husband teamed up with your father-in-law to kill your and Mr. Mo's child?"

"Mrs. Wen, have you and Mr. Wen Zeyuan been together for a long time during your marriage? Have you betrayed Mr. Mo?"

One after another sharp questions were thrown at me.

It is unimaginable how much pressure and abuse Wen Zeyuan endured that day.

But such sharp questions and even the reporter’s humiliation are not worth mentioning to me.

Compared to what happened in the previous life, these are just like child's play.

I looked at the camera lens and said with a generous smile: "Mr. Wen and I were together that night. We also did intimate things as a couple. We were not in the hotel at all. It was just someone maliciously spreading rumors and forging photos. I believe my husband's As a person.”

"As for what you are talking about, whether I had an affair during my marriage to Mo Lingtian, I believe you all know better than anyone else that my ex-husband had constant scandals. During my marriage, he slept with as many as ninety-nine women, if not a hundred. My marriage to him is more of a joke than a marriage."

Countless spotlights shone on my face, and my smile never diminished, and my explanations were reasonable and well-founded.

It's no secret that Mo Lingtian is romantically involved.

Just search for the word Mo Lingtian and you will find countless photos of him and young models out on the street.

Apart from these things, it is well known to everyone that Mo Lingtian loves Cheng Yue.

"On the issue of cheating, you should ask Mr. Mo. Why did Mr. Mo have another woman in his heart, propose to me, marry me and enter the Mo family, and ignore me? Don't you want to ask? Or don't you dare? "

After my sharp retort, the reporters who originally wanted to ask something were speechless.

Although I had a faint smile on my face, my eyes were undeniably firm and sharp.

A reporter who was not afraid of death caught up and continued to question, "Mrs. Wen, would you like to divorce Mr. Wen Zeyuan if such a scandal happens to him?"

I stood still, grabbed his microphone, and hit the reporter on the head hard.

The male reporter was struck blind, and a big lump suddenly bulged in his head.

When the surrounding reporters saw this, they pressed the shutter louder and louder.

Countless lights hit my face. I took advantage of the reporter's distraction and threw away the microphone, and two lines of tears fell from my face.

"You are also people who have parents and lovers. I believe you can understand my feelings at this moment. I have just lost my child, and my husband has been rumored. You even slandered my husband as someone else's son... What are you going to do to my husband? How can I be willing to give up!"

I pinched the tender flesh around my waist, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.

In the crowd, the assistant filmed the scene with his mobile phone.

After crying, I wiped away my tears and entered the Wen's building gate without looking back.

Over there, I have already greeted the media in Nancheng in advance. After all, I have worked at Mo's for so many years. Even if I leave my job, I still have the resources and contacts in my hand.

I wrote a manuscript and asked my assistant to publish it on the Internet together with the manuscript and video.

The conference room of Wen's Construction was filled with lifelessness. Members of the board of directors and senior executives were discussing the election of a new acting chairman and the removal of Wen Zeyuan from his position.

I sneered in my heart and kicked the door open.

There was a loud noise and everyone looked over.

Although I have been to Wenshi Construction once, many of the senior executives and board members here have never seen me.

I stood still and said, "Hello everyone, I am Wen Zeyuan's wife, Gu Rou. You must have heard of my name."

"Gu Rou?! It's her? Why is she here?"

There was an exclamation from the corner.

"My husband is ill. I am the largest shareholder of Wenshi Construction. I should take over the position of acting chairman."

After I finished speaking, the conference room was quiet for a moment, and then a contemptuous laugh broke out.

"You? You're a woman? Are you the acting chairman of a construction company? Are you kidding me?"

"A woman is the acting chairman? You've never even been to a construction site, and you don't even understand what the company is! It's really funny."

Listening to the voices of doubt and abuse, I didn't bother to pay attention and just moved out of my identity. "Mr. Wen signed a prenuptial agreement and had it notarized. He donated all the shares of Wen's Construction to me on the day of the wedding. I have the largest decision-making power, your resistance is invalid!"

I threw the Hermès Himalayan in my hand on the table, and the loud noise it made showed my momentum.

A group of men were shocked by me and all became mute.

I swallowed and glanced around the conference room, "I swear to preserve the Wen family building, otherwise I will die without a burial place! Do any of you dare to swear the same poisonous oath as me?"

There was silence in the conference room, and there was no sound.

Some people lowered their heads and thought, some frowned and thought it was ridiculous, and some looked at me critically.

Then, a group of people started talking among themselves.

Some people agree with me and some people are against me.

Finally, everyone looked at a gray-haired old man——

Fu Wanzhou.

He is the most senior and oldest member of the board of directors of Wen's Construction. His holdings are equal to mine. He made great contributions in the early days of Wen's Construction and kept his promise.

His words can determine life or death.