"Thank you very much for your cooperation. What we want to ask has been asked." A staff member of the Song family stood up from the sofa. Mrs. Song and Song Siming have divorced, and her identity is different from Haizao, so the staff did not call her over, but came to her home to work.

"This is what I should do. Alas, I have been patronizing the children over the years, but I really didn't expect that he had done so many things, and... and there was someone outside." Mrs. Song wiped her tears, feeling sad and glad that she was decisive at the time, otherwise she would not be like this now.

If you were taken in for inquiries, you might have to live next door with the little fairy. How embarrassing is it? Tingting is left alone outside, how can she live?

"Oh, by the way, there is another fact that I am embarrassed to speak." The staff stopped and said, "We have basically mastered the evidence of Song Siming, but he has always been unwilling to speak up and cooperate with our work, so I wonder if you can meet him and help us convince him?"

"This..." Mrs. Song was a little hesitant, but thought of the information she had obtained during this period and the old man told me to cooperate with them, so she nodded and agreed, "Okay, since you need it, I will accompany you, but I can't guarantee whether he will listen to me."

"After all, you know that I have divorced him now!" Mrs. Song read the stress on the word divorce, deliberately emphasizing this point so that they don't feel that there is something else they can't explain clearly with Song Siming.

"Of course, it's already good that you can cooperate with our work; in fact, Song Siming's problem has been basically confirmed. His resistance in this way can only aggravate his own punishment." The staff said, "Do you think it's convenient for you tomorrow morning? If it's convenient, I'll come to pick you up then."

"Convenient, convenient." Mrs. Song originally wanted to say that she was in the past, but when she thought that the place where Song Siming is now might still be in the confidential stage, it would be difficult for her to find her, so she changed her words and agreed.

After the staff left, Mrs. Song went to the old man's place and told him the situation. The old man gave a reminder. Then Mrs. Song returned home to pack up her things. The next morning, she followed the staff to the place where Song Siming was detained and met Song Siming again.

How long hasn't seen her? Why did Song Siming become like this? Her hair turned a lot white, her eyes were covered in blood, her face was dull, and she looked like she was ten years old.

The staff nodded and took it out. Only Song Siming and Mrs. Song were left in the meeting room through the glass. They didn't say anything for a long time. In the end, Mrs. Song spoke first, "Hey, if I had known today, why would you do that? You don't have to worry about Tingting, I will take good care of her."

"Thank you... Thank you for your hard work." Song Siming finally spoke. This is his own child. "I have dragged Tingting down. The one I am most sorry for now is you two mothers." If I could do it again, I would definitely not ignore Tingting. I must spend more time to accompany Tingting, but it is too late to say anything now.

"It's not convenient for Tingting to come here now. When the result comes out, I'll let Tingting see you again!" Mrs. Song wiped her tears. After all, she was a couple for many years. Now seeing Song Siming like this, how could she not be sad?

"What's so good about me? Tingting can only feel sad when she sees me. She still... or..." Song Siming refused, but he still couldn't make up his mind. He also wanted to see his daughter.

"I think you'd better know some things earlier." Mrs. Song took out a document and handed it over to the delivery slot. "I changed Tingting's surname. Tingting now has my surname."

Song Siming trembled and picked up the paper, his cheeks twitched, and tears couldn't stop flowing out. Now... I don't even have the right to have my daughter's surname? "It's good... it's good... it's good... it's shameful for my father to give her. It's no good for her to continue her surname Song."

"Hey, I can't do anything about it. Tingting is still young now and still has such a long way to go in the future." Mrs. Song sighed.

"Are you here today to tell me this? Well, I already know, if you are busy, go back." Song Siming said in a trembling voice. The change of Song Tingting's name has been a big blow to him.

"There is another thing, it actually has nothing to do with me, but I think you must care." Mrs. Song took out another document from her bag and handed it to Song Siming.

"The one you are outside, went to the hospital for surgery the next day after you left here and got the child." Shen Long told Mrs. Song about this. With their ability, it was not difficult to get relevant documents from a small hospital.

"Haha, do you think she loves you so much? As a result, when something happened here, someone lost your seeds!" Mrs. Song couldn't help but mock, "Look, it's still a boy, you can continue the incense for your Song family."

"The fetus is normal and very healthy. Look, when you watch the ultrasound, the little Dingding of the child can see it, as cute as a little conch; if this child is born, he will definitely be very beautiful, and he will definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up." Mrs. Song's words stabbed Song Siming in his heart like a knife, cutting bloody wounds in his heart.

Bang! Song Siming couldn't help but slap him hard on the stage, and immediately came in from behind and pressed him down, "Be honest!"

"Hahaha, my child is gone! My child is gone!" My daughter changed her surname and her son was abolished. Song Siming collapsed to the extreme now. "Look at her shallow eyelids! Don't look at me now, but if I bite you, I can always protect one or two people. When she comes to see me, I ask her to find these people. How can they take good care of her? What kind of life can she and my child want to live?"

"Now, let's get done together! I want to see what good life can she live without me!" Song Siming shouted hysterically.

It worked, this method really worked. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Song was so cruel and took out all this stuff! In the monitoring room, the staff looked at each other and smiled. As long as Song Siming was willing to speak, the others would not be able to escape.

Mrs. Song felt a sense of revenge in her heart. How precious did you cherish her at the time? Now, I finally understand what happened to these people, right?
Chapter completed!