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Don't Steal My Mommy Again!

Don't Steal My Mommy Again!

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"The three-year contract has arrived. Let's get divorced." Song Qianqian said to the man, "I've had enough!" The man clenched his fists tightly, but he only snorted and left the bedroom where they had slept for three years. The hopeless marriage finally came to an end. Song Qianqian thought that good things were finally coming, but on the second day after the divorce, she found that she was actually pregnant with three babies... She had faked her death, escaped with the two children, and left one for the man. Four years later, she returned as a top jewelry designer and met her ex-husband again. "President! Don't come over. I just look like your dead ex-wife." "Stop acting. The two naughty kids have all confessed!" "That's my son. You can't compete with me!" The president leaned forward and said, "I want you!"
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Chapter 1

Late at night, the moonlight shone through the gap between the curtains and shone on the entangled man and woman on the big bed.

Song Qianqian was pressed against the bed. Without any warning, the man on top of her began a violent and violent collision. She gritted her teeth, but did not resist. She just silently endured all this.

After all, the Three-year Agreement had come. This was the last time.

She and Sheng Moting were childhood sweethearts and had no idea about each other. But because of a misunderstanding, he once regarded her as his enemy and wished to pour all the pain in the world on her.

It had been three years, more than a thousand days and nights. Except for the bed, he was not gentle to her at all.

Fortunately, the marriage date of the three-year contract had come to an end. Her sins had been redeemed, and this cage-like life should come to an end.

"You better focus!"

The man's tone was irritable, and he suddenly sped up. Song Qianqian's hands were tightly holding the quilt, and then she closed her eyes, with a drop of tears in the corner of her eyes.

Everything came to an end after the man let out a low roar.

Song Qianqian took a long time before she opened her eyes. "Sheng Moting, let's get a divorce!"

Sheng Moting, who was about to lie down, got up.

He stared at her with his ink-like eyes full of violence. "What did you say?"

"The three-year deadline has arrived. Get a divorce!"

The woman's eyes were determined. "You have successfully inherited all the property of the Sheng family, and the Flourishing Age Group is completely under your control. Why do you have to continue the engagement?"

Sheng Moting curled his fingers and sneered. "You're so self-aware!"

He got up, and the moonlight fell on him, forming a perfect figure like a sculpture.

A drop of sweat dripped from his Adam's apple. It was extremely sexy.

"Since there's no need to continue, then let's end it!" He walked to the door and slammed it heavily as he left.

The loud sound seemed to hit Song Qianqian's heart fiercely.

She sat on the bed in a daze until dawn.

...

Two days later.

The Civil Affairs Bureau.

The appointed time for Song Qianqian and Sheng Moting was nine o'clock in the morning.

But she waited for an entire day without seeing him. It was not until the staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau was about to get off work that she saw him.

The man approached her. He was tall and straight, and there was a strong sense of oppression in his voice.

Song Qianqian didn't look at him. She looked away and whispered, "I thought you wouldn't come today."

Sheng Moting didn't respond. The lawyer stepped forward and took out a document respectfully. "Madam, this is the assets Mr. Sheng got from the company. You can just sign it."

Song Qianqian looked at the luxurious cars and mansions on the document and did not speak.

"Apart from the fact that you framed Xiwen, because of your cooperation, I got all the property smoothly."

"And I've slept with you for three years. You deserve this."

Sheng Moting's tone was calm, but every word was sharper than a sharp knife.

Song Qianqian finally understood. Sheng Moting felt from the bottom of his heart that she was the one who had done that. Since that was the case, she had no choice but to give up.

"Mr. Sheng is right."

"I've served President Sheng for three years. I should have gotten some reward."

Song Qianqian glanced at the document in the lawyer's hand and said sarcastically, "The Flourishing Age Group can be regarded as rich as a country. Mr. Sheng can get rid of me with such little money. It's really a good deal."

"..." Sheng Moting's face darkened.

"Get your divorce certificate. Don't waste any more time." Song Qianqian turned and walked to the stand.

Ten minutes later, Song Qianqian looked at the divorce certificate in her hand and the three-year marriage life kept appearing in her mind.

Everything was over.

The love and resentment of the past should come to an end.

Since they would never meet again in the future, it was better to say goodbye and never see each other again.

But when she turned her head, Sheng Moting was already far away.

She stood where she was and watched his back as he left. She watched as he got into the black luxury car and saw a familiar figure inside it.

That woman... Song Shiwei!

Ha, they had been married for three years, and Song Shiwei had been waiting for him for three years. Today, she had fulfilled her wish.

As she was thinking, her cell phone rang. It was from the hospital.

She restrained her emotions and picked up the phone. "Hello, Doctor Zhang..."

The next second, her face changed dramatically. "What did you say... Doctor Zhang, please do your best to save my grandma. I beg you..."

"Okay... I'll come to the hospital right away..."

After Song Qianqian hung up the phone, she immediately ran to the hospital as fast as she could.

Along the way, she had been praying for her grandmother's safety. As long as her grandmother was safe, she was willing to pay any price.

But when she ran to the door of the operating room, the white cloth had already covered her grandmother's head.

At that moment, Song Qianqian's brain went blank and her legs went weak. If the nurse hadn't held her, she would have fallen to the ground.

Dr. Zhang looked down at her and said apologetically, "Miss Song, I'm sorry. We've tried our best."

Song Qianqian didn't say anything. She just stumbled over and opened the white cloth with trembling hands.

When she saw her grandmother's bloodless face, her whole body was resisting. She couldn't believe that everything in front of her was true.

"Grandma, I'm coming. I'll take you home..."

"Let's go home... Grandma, wake up..."

Her eyes seemed to have lost their soul. "Grandma, don't leave me behind. You're the only family I have... Grandma..."

"Miss Song... Miss Song! Miss Song..." The nurse was about to comfort her, but before she could finish her words, Song Qianqian fell to one side and fainted.

Song Qianqian didn't know how long she had been unconscious. When she woke up again, she was on the hospital bed.

Seeing her open her eyes, the nurse immediately asked, "How are you feeling now? Do you feel dizzy?"

Song Qianqian shook her head weakly.

Then the nurse said, "The result of your blood test is out. You are pregnant. Pay more attention to rest during this period of time. Don't have too much mood swings."

"Hurry up and inform your family. You need to take care of them."

Song Qianqian was stunned.

"Pregnant?"