Chapter 952: She sent it for the phone bill (1)

Shen Lian called Tang Yu's cell phone like crazy, he just told her indifferently: "I said earlier, don't do that."
It was she who chose this one to make both sides rip apart, and this was what Tang Yu wanted.
Shen Lian dumbly, listening to the beeping sound coming from over there, her body softened.
The door opened and it was Meng Qingcheng.
Shen Lian was full of tears, looking up at Meng Qingcheng.
Meng Qingcheng’s voice has no ups and downs, let alone emotional, "I advise you, it is better to throw away Shengyuan’s stock now, otherwise it will become worthless in the future."
"I won't!" Shen Lian's voice was stern, and her whole body trembled. She looked at Meng Qingcheng firmly, "Even you want to betray me, right?"
Meng Qingcheng is still calm, not shaken by Shen Lian's hysterical appearance, "You will regret it."
With tears on Shen Lian's face, she gritted her teeth: "I thought we were on the same boat. I hate them the same as you. They took Tang Xin's life, didn't they?"
Meng Qingcheng turned and left. At the door, he said lightly: "You still haven't understood the principle of abandoning a and protecting a car."
So this woman is destined to be a tragedy.
Shen Lian could only watch the door close.
The room is cold, and only herself is left, sitting here alone...
The whole body was cold, extending to the place where she broke her foot.
No one cares about her emotions.
Shen Lian thought of Shenzhongshan and Mrs. Shen
She drove the car downstairs to the apartment where Shenzhongshan lived, and sat for a while, shaking her hair up.
Shen Lian actually didn't know why she came here, she just felt that she wanted to see them.
She knocked on the door, her body aside, because she was afraid that Mrs. Shen would not open the door.
Mrs. Shen opened the door, her plain clothes made her look a lot older. She looked at Shen Lian at the door, her eyes a little confused, but more defensive.
"Mom, don't you let me go in and sit?" Shen Lian's voice was very soft, looking at Mrs. Shen.
Mrs. Shen pursed her lips and stared at her, "What are you doing?"
Shen Lian smiled weirdly, "Mom, this is Shen Lian, come to see your dad, why did you ask me what to do?"
"You are not welcome here." Mrs. Shen was angry with her in her heart. She was unwilling to have contact with her. She was about to close the door, but how could she be Shen Lian's opponent because she was weak and sick? door.
She was carrying the small bag and looking around in the living room, her voice soft and sullen, "Dad, are you there? I know you are at home."
"I'm Shen Lian, I came to see you. I brought your favorite matcha cake." She said as she walked toward the bedroom, and sure enough, Shen Zhongshan was sitting in the wheelchair in the bedroom, looking out the window.
From the back, it is no different to be an old man with dementia.
Mrs. Shen stopped Shen Lian at once, and asked sharply, "Shen Lian, what do you want to do?"
Shen Lian had to stop, she looked at her mother condescendingly.
Once, her mother was a high-class lady, but now she is willing to live a secluded life for the sake of Shen Zhongshan. The rough life wears away her original wealth, but now she looks like an ordinary woman. .
"Mom, we are mothers and daughters! We are people of blood. Chen Zhongshan and you are just married couples in the same bed. When did he take you to heart?" Shen Lian's voice was very soft, with a hint of seduction.
Mrs. Shen was in a daze, and Shen Lian had successfully entered.