C30 Wife and Confidante

When he turned his gaze to Shen Chuwei again, he was slightly stunned. "Shen Chuwei, why did you come back so late at night?"

Shen Chuwei turned her head away, unwilling to explain.

Tang Yiyang pulled her hand. "Propose marriage."

Shen's mother was stunned again, as if she heard the sound of her chin falling to the ground. Just as she was about to lose her temper, she saw that he was wearing good clothes, so she invited Tang Yiyang in.

"Come in and talk."

Shen's mother brought him a chair. "Her father lives in the company, and for the time being, I'm the only one in the house."

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward. Shen Chuwei could not stay any longer, so she found an excuse to go to the kitchen and get a ladle of water to boil.

The ladle was already moldy. Shen Chuwei couldn't stand it anymore, so she directly took it under the faucet to answer it.

Tang Yiyang sat in front of Shen's mother and went straight to the point: "I came here this time to propose a marriage."

"Propose marriage?" Shen Chuwei sat down beside Shen's mother, and her face instantly became serious. "Isn't Chuwei already married?"

Shen Chuwei explained hesitantly. Tang Yiyang's actions this time were too fast, and she did not even have time to prepare.

Tang Yiyang's expression calmed down. "Divorce."

The Cong family had always looked down on her parents' home, and even when they had gotten married, the Tang family had never invited her to go alone.

"What's going on?"

Shen Chuwei felt a sharp gaze staring at her. Just as she was about to leave, two sharp gazes stared at her.

Tang Yiyang's expression was calm, "I am the only one who can bully my woman."

Shen Chuwei's heart trembled, and she raised her head to look at him.

Shen's mother stood up. "That won't do."

"Back then, Chuwei married Cong Han and received two million as a dowry. If we get a divorce, where are we going to pay the money back?"

"If you want to marry my daughter so much, you should at least show some gratitude."

"Mom."

Shen Chuwei could not bear to listen anymore. "Don't be like this."

It would only make Shen Chuwei feel that she had sold herself again.

"Shut up." It was just a simple word, but it had a shocking power.

Shen Chuwei froze and glared at him angrily.

Tang Yiyang came back to his senses, his voice calm: "As long as Shen Chuwei and I marry, I will solve Shen Xiu's problem."

Tang Yiyang did not care about this money.

"Then it's a deal. As long as you can save Xiuxiu, you can do anything."

Including selling her?

The corner of Shen Chuwei's mouth curled into a mocking smile, and her face burned with pain.

Tang Yiyang agreed readily, "Then it's a deal. In a few days, I will hold a wedding with Xin Xin..."

As he spoke, he held her waist with one hand.

Shen Chuwei's head exploded, and she could not listen to the rest of his words.

Not long after, Tang Yiyang brought Shen Chuwei and left. Shen's mother welcomed them out, looking completely different from before: "Hey, okay, walk slowly on the way. Remember to come back often when you have time."

Just as Tang Yiyang was about to get into the car, he took out another card from his pocket and gave it to Shen's mother. "There's some money in this..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xiu did not stand on ceremony. "Alright, your filial piety is enough."

Tang Yiyang drove away with Shen Chuwei until he heard the sound of the car again.

Tang Yiyang seemed to be in a good mood. His thin lips slightly raised, and his eyes, which were called the deep sea, were also staring ahead.

When she looked at Tang Yiyang, Shen Chuwei glared at him angrily: "Are you crazy?"

Getting married right after a divorce was a joke in the village.

In fact, if Tang Yiyang wanted to find a woman, there would be a whole row of them in the X City with a wave of his hand.

Looking down, he covered up the disappointment in his eyes. In the end, he only treated her as Murong's nanny and an occasional tool to vent his desires.

Shen Chuwei thought in a daze. She raised her head again and met the man's eyes.

"If there's no problem, we'll get married the day after tomorrow."

"Next week?" Shen Chuwei sat up and muttered in panic, "Next week?"

Tang Yiyang replied her, "The day after tomorrow is Zhenzhen's birthday, so we can hold it together."

Shen Chuwei seemed to have thought of something. A few years ago, he had also been sent to Cong Han's bed in rags at this time...

That day was their wedding anniversary, and also the death anniversary of her love...

She closed her eyes and didn't want to think about it anymore.

Since the family had agreed, Shen Chuwei had nothing to say. She suddenly felt a little tired, so she put her hand between her eyebrows and fell asleep beside him.

After a long time, Shen Chuwei woke up and looked at her with a pair of cunning eyes.

"Zhenzhen?" Shen Chuwei frowned. She had woken up too quickly, and her head was hurting. "Why am I here?"

Murong hugged her happily and acted coquettishly, "Big sister, you're finally awake. Do you know that you were snoring just now?"

Shen Chuwei's face was slightly hot. Perhaps she was really too sleepy. She hadn't had a good rest for the past few days, so she found a time to fall asleep.

Looking around, it was also Murong's room. Shen Chuwei asked, "Where's father?"

Murong pointed outside, pouting his mouth in dissatisfaction: "As expected, when sister woke up, she only remembered father, she didn't even remember Zhenzhen."

Shen Chuwei could not help but laugh, and used her hand to rub his hair: "How could that be, sister loves Zhenzhen the most."

Murong pointed the tip of his nose at her, and the two of them walked around the room. At this time, Tang Yiyang brought in a basin of water from outside.

"Hurry up and take off your clothes to sleep. What time is it?"

Murong was a little unhappy after being scolded by him, but he still obediently took off his socks and put his pair of tender and white feet into the basin.

Tang Yiyang squatted down and scooped up some water to wash his feet.

The clear light softened the man's features. He was still handsome, but he had not expected a man who could kill without hesitation to crouch down and wash his son's feet.

However, he was born with good looks. Between his hands and feet, there was a temperament that others couldn't learn.

Tang Yiyang wiped his feet and instructed: "When you arrive at the new school, you are not allowed to cause trouble for me, or else don't blame me for beating you up."

As expected, it was still him.

Murong replied: "I understand."

He did not expect that although this man looked cold, he was not bad to Murong. It was just that there were times when he had no choice but to force him to become a cold and ruthless person.

Tang Yiyang carried the water out again. Murong quickly changed into his pajamas and prepared to sleep. Shen Chuwei lay beside him and tucked in the blanket.

Murong acted coquettishly: "Sister, I want to hear your story."

Shen Chuwei rolled her eyes: "Alright, there used to be a..."

Not long after, Murong fell into a deep sleep, and Tang Yiyang came in from the outside. Shen Chuwei pursed her lips with her index finger, and Tang Yiyang understood.

After sleeping for so long, Shen Chuwei could not sleep, so she went to the study barefoot to work.

Recently, the company's project had come to an end, so she should work hard. She didn't want to be gossiped about if she left Cong's.

She opened her accompanying bag, but she couldn't find any information.

Every time before they talked about the contract, Shen Chuwei would make a detailed record to prevent any discrepancies. However, when she turned her bag upside down, she still couldn't find anything.

At this moment, the man's cold voice came from behind.

"What are you looking for?"

Looking for something in someone else's house would inevitably arouse suspicion. Shen Chuwei suddenly raised her head and said, "A notebook. It's black and a little old."

Tang Yiyang walked in generously and looked at her, "What are you writing down?"