I Become A Burdensome Child After Transmigrating

It was a well-dressed woman carrying a limited-edition small leather bag. Her well-maintained face was full of arrogance and disdain. Especially when she saw Song Wanqiu, she sneered.

It was Qiao Man again.

Song Wanqiu's eyes darkened.

Her face was pale right now, her face was still red and swollen, and she was still a little embarrassed. However, when looking at Qiao Man, she was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Song Wanqiu, you have today, I'm so happy to see it." Qiao Man played with her elaborate manicure, "Do you know why I hate you so much and insist on making it difficult for you?"

Song Wanqiu pursed her lips and said nothing.

Qiao Man leaned against the wall behind her, her posture was a little lazy, "Let me tell you, Rong Cheng and I have known each other since we were young, we can be said to be childhood sweethearts, both of our families said that he and I would marry in the future, and I did I like him. I thought he liked me, but I didn't expect you to appear."

"After you appeared, his soul was snatched away by you, and he even married you back home despite the objections of his family. I was really angry and felt that you took my man away. After that, even if you have children, But I didn't give up either. After my hard work, I became his lover, and he was still infatuated with me."

"But!" Qiao Man continued, gnashing her teeth, "That's not what I want, what I want is the position of Mrs. Rong's family! So I asked the two families to put pressure on him, and he finally lost you."

Qiao Man squinted at her, looking at her as if she was looking at some rubbish, "Song Wanqiu, with your background, are you worthy of joining the Rong family? And your son, who is worthy of being the heir of the Rong family? "

Ever since she left the Rong family and moved to that dilapidated neighborhood, Song Wanqiu had suffered all kinds of gossip, and she had heard worse than this many times.

So after hearing what Qiao Man said, she didn't have much ups and downs in her heart, she only thought that what Qiao Man said was someone else's business.

Song Wanqiu said lightly, "Whatever you think. In my heart, Ah Si is the best child. We don't care about the heir of the Rong family. I just want the child to grow up safely and healthily."

"Really? It's a pity that you are going to jail now, how can you take care of him growing up?" Qiao Man sneered, "I told you yesterday, how are you thinking? Although Rong Cheng can't be discharged from the hospital yet, he has already woken up. I don’t want you to have any more entanglements. If you don’t want me to deal with you, you’d better be sensible and take your son out of the capital. Go as far as possible, preferably abroad!”

"If you agree, I will not pursue this matter any further. If you don't agree, you will be responsible for the consequences! You know, even if Rong Cheng is at fault, I still have plenty of ways to get the judge to convict you."

Qiao Man walked into her a few steps, looked down into her eyes and said, "You don't want to leave a record, do you? You know, it's not good for your son, and you don't want him to have a mother who has been in prison, right? In case you need to check files to find a job in the future, your son will definitely be banned."

Song Wanqiu remained silent, she lowered her eyes and fell into deep thought.

In fact, to be honest, leaving the capital may not be a bad thing. She took Ah Si to live in other cities, to a place that Rong Cheng could not find, and she and Ah Si lived well.

"How about it, have you figured it out?" Qiao Man looked at her coldly, "I don't have so much time and patience to wait for your reply, you should hurry up."