C23

The private detective was sweating.

Having done this profession, he was clear about the relationship between the rich and the poor. He would not find it hard to get along with the rich.

After sending off the private detective, Liu Lei came over to comfort Zhuo WeiTing.

"A-Ting, are you angry about being cheated by the Song Family, or are you feeling sorry for your little wife?"

"All of them. You know, on the first night, she was as passionate as a fire, but on the second day, she was as shy as a child's wife. That night, she accidentally said that she had been drugged, and when I asked her about it, she suddenly hugged herself, her eyes filled with emptiness.

Zhuo Wei Ting raised his head, his eyes bloodshot. If it wasn't for the fact that Liu Lei understood him, he would probably have thought he was crying.

"You mean she's mentally ill from long periods of abuse?"

Liu Lei looked at Zhuo Wei Ting in astonishment, then said after a long time.

"It should be. As long as she is provoked, she will flare up, especially when it's related to the Song Family. She has been ill-treated for 13 years, and I think anyone will have it."

Zhuo Weitang's eyes suddenly widened. It turned out that his eyes were wet. He suddenly opened his eyes because he didn't want his good friend to see him cry.

"It's a good thing that you don't have a mother. Otherwise, I'm afraid … "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Noticing that Zhuo WeiTing's expression changed slightly, Liu Lei hurriedly apologized.

"It's nothing. Do you know a psychiatrist? I want to take Yan'er to see him."

Zhuo Weitong shook his head and spoke in a voice that was rarely gentler.

"No problem, my mommy should have friends in this area, is that okay? Will it excite sister-in-law? "

Liu Lei said with concern.

"I'll talk to the doctor first. I don't want her to have any childhood shadows left."

Zhuo Wei paused for a moment, his hand clutching the document bag as he spoke.

"No problem, I'll inform you after I've contacted her. It's just that, Wei, sister-in-law is only nineteen, is she still under Song Qianshan's custody? Are you going to take care of this matter?"

Liu Lei reminded Zhuo Wei Ting as he took the documents from Song Zihan and Song Laidi.

"I'll take care of this."

Zhuo Wei Ting nodded his head. He would definitely come over to get Yan Er's custody. From now on, he would not let the Song Family come and harass Zi Yan again.

"Alright, then leave these two women to me. Since they are bullying my sister-in-law, I will definitely help them seek justice."

Liu Lei patted Zhuo Weitang's shoulder as he said in a condescending manner.

"Thank you."

Zhuo WeiTing sincerely thanked Liu Lei.

Looking at the thick files on the table, he was no longer in the mood to go to work. He called his secretary, told her to cancel the afternoon meeting, and sat in the car in a daze.

After about ten minutes, he turned around and drove home.

"Sister Gui, is the Young Mistress here?"

On the way back, Zhuo Weiting made a call home.

"Yes, Young Mistress and Old Master have been taking care of the garden all day. Should we call Young Mistress?"

She stood on tiptoe and looked out the window at the garden.

"No need. Tell the young mistress that I'll take her to buy some clothes later and ask her to wait for me at home."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo WeiTing's heart skipped a beat. Because of his mother's high and mighty nature, he had always been very disgusted with women, let alone shopping with them.

When she saw the girl walking past her, she remembered that the clothes in the wardrobe were a little big, so Little Yan needed some clothes that fit her.

The clothes at home must have been bought by my father according to Song Laidi's size.

In the garden, Zi Yan, who was pruning the roses, was very surprised by her sister Gui's words, but there was also a little surprise.

Since she was young, no one had ever brought her to buy clothes. When she was young, although her family was very rich, because she was redundant, she could only wear old clothes worn by her sisters.

Later, when he went to Grandma's place, she bought all the clothes she could find, and this time it was different.

It was her husband who took her to buy clothes. She wondered if this meant that Wayne liked her a little, or at least … At least he wouldn't hate her anymore.

"Little Yan, quickly go and change your clothes. Wayne never goes shopping."

Zhuo Minghui smiled as he looked at Little Yan, he was truly happy to see his son slowly gaining humanity.

Although this marriage was unexpected, from the looks of it now, he was going to have a grandson soon.

Zi Yan shyly ran back into the room to shower and change clothes. However, the clothes in the closet weren't that good, but those that could be worn were all old. She was afraid that it would be embarrassing for Wei if she went out.

She was the one who begged elder sister to bring the clothes back from Ah Ma. If she hadn't insisted on taking them, Song Laidi would have already thrown them away like trash.

She kept hesitating until she heard the sound of the car whistle. Then she chose a crisp dress.

"Sorry I'm late."

Running downstairs, Zi Yan was a little out of breath. Seeing Zhuo WeiTing, she habitually lowered her head in apology.

"Didn't I say not to casually say sorry? Get in the car."

Zhuo Wei Ting sighed helplessly.

Her frightened expression, as if she was used to it, would be hard to change in a day or two.

"Yes, I will pay attention to it in the future."

Zi Yan felt flattered when she got on the car.

"Sister Gui, there's no need to prepare our dinner tonight."

Before departing, Zhuo WeiTing told his sister-in-law.

When Zi Yan heard this, her heart skipped a beat.

"Yan'er, let's go buy some clothes for you, your clothes are too old, after you buy some clothes we can go buy some for your daily use, then we can go eat dinner, do you have any other thoughts?"

After driving the car, Zhuo Weitang reported the afternoon's itinerary plan to Zi Yan.

Perhaps it was a professional habit, but he was used to planning everything first.

Although it was a little formal, Zi Yan was still very happy, and her heart was sweet like honey.

In fact, Zhuo Weiting had never been around before, his clothes were all prepared by his assistants, and this time he was taking Zi Yan shopping. Other than the shopping mall, there was only the brand name shop, but luckily Zi Yan had never gone around and did not feel bored.

After getting off the car, Zhuo Weitang acted as if he was afraid of losing Zi Yan and kept holding her hand.

After more than two hours, he picked more than ten sets. Although Zi Yan said that she didn't want them, Zhuo WeiTing was used to giving orders. As long as he thought that it was not bad, he would buy them all.

"That's enough. Are we not going to buy any more?"

Although the clothes Zhuo WeiTing ordered the shopping mall to deliver them directly to their home, Zi Yan felt that it was enough and protested softly.

"Pingming did wear enough, but he's still missing his pajamas."

Zhuo Weitong bent down and whispered into Zi Yan's ear.

There was no helping it, even though Zi Yan was a little over sixty, Zhuo WeiTing was twenty centimeters taller than her. When the two of them stood together, there was still a gap in height.

"This one. Let's go in and take a look."

Zhuo Wei Ting held onto Zi Yan's hand and half dragged her in.

"Feng, does this look good?"

Before Zi Yan could even stand properly, she heard a sound that made her feel nightmare. Her hands trembled, and Zhuo Weitang grabbed the pajamas in her hands and dropped them onto the ground.

"What's wrong?"

Zhuo Wei Ting looked at Zi Yan with a puzzled expression. Why did it seem as though she was struck by lightning?

"Let's go to another place to buy some."

Zi Yan turned her back, as if she was afraid that others would see.

"Yan'er, what's wrong?"

"She …" She's here. "

Zi Yan's face was pale. She was really scared. She was afraid that Song Laidi would go back on his word after seeing Wei. She was afraid that she would become an unnecessary person again.

"Who?"

Zhuo Wei Ting looked inside and his voice turned cold.

"Song Laidi."

"Let's go."

Zi Yan pulled at Zhuo Weitang's clothes, her small hands shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing Zi Yan like this, Zhuo WeiTing became angrier and angrier. From the looks of it, she had been bullied by Song Laidi for a long time. As her husband, he must protect his wife today.

"Yan'er, your surname is no longer Song, you don't need to be afraid of the Song Family anymore."

Zhuo Weitong held Zi Yan in his arms, his heart aching upon seeing her like this.

"Eh, Zhuo Wei Ting?"

At last, Song Laidi heard Zhuo WeiTing's words, and she seemed astonished.

"What a coincidence, Miss Song."

Zhuo Wei Ting sneered.

"Yeah, what a coincidence. Sister, I didn't think that brother-in-law would be pretty good to be accompanying you to buy clothes."

Song Laidi's face twitched. He was truly surprised to see the man he had 'abandoned' here. What was even more surprising was that he had actually come with Fourth Bro.

"Hello, Boss Zhuo, I'm Adidas's boyfriend, my name is Li Feng, I'm Heng Feng Industrial's general manager, here's my business card."

Song Laidi's boyfriend recognized Zhuo WeiTing and quickly handed him his name card with a smile.

Zhuo Weitang ignored Li Feng. Holding Zi Yan's hand with one hand and holding clothes with the other, he gave them to the sales lady.

Song Laidi had been watching the whole time. She felt very uncomfortable when she saw Zhuo WeiTing take off all the pajamas in the shop and swipe his card without batting an eyelid.

She knew that the Zhuo Family was rich, but the rumors were cold and merciless, and they said that they were gay. So back then, she would rather die than marry them. Now, it seemed that the rumors were not true.

"Sister, we went back to our home yesterday. Why didn't you go home and take a look?"

Taking the opportunity while Zhuo WeiTing was signing, Song Laidi pulled Zi Yan to the side and said.

"Please let go, I have no relationship with the Song Family anymore."

Zi Yan indeed hated Song Laidi, but they had said clearly before that as long as Song Laidi married, she would have no relationship with the Song Family.

"Sister, don't forget, Ah Zhi is still in Tainan. No matter how much you deny it, your surname is Song."

Song Laidi laughed coldly. After not seeing her for a few days, her face had actually turned red. It seemed like the Zhuo Family had lived a good life.

"Who said her surname is Song? Go back and tell Song Qianshan that Yan Er has nothing to do with the Song Family. Her surname is Zhuo."

Zhuo Weitang walked over and placed Zi Yan on his arm.

"Brother-in-law, I know you hate me. I shouldn't have let my sister marry on her behalf, but you don't need to be so hateful towards our Song Family, right?"

When Song Laidi heard Zhuo WeiTing speak so heartlessly, she was puzzled. Could it be because Zhuo WeiTing hated her for not marrying into the Zhuo Family?

Thinking of this, a bright smile appeared on Song Laidi's face.

"Hubby, let's go."

Zi Yan looked at Zhuo Wei Ting's furious face and was a little scared. She pulled him and called him husband.

"A-Ting, I know I was wrong. Our Song Family will compensate you."

"Adidas, is Zhuo your brother-in-law?"

Hengfeng's Little Kai was confused. Although he didn't understand the grudge between them, the way he looked at his girlfriend seemed to have taken a fancy to Zhuo WeiTing, which made him lose a lot of face.

"Shut up."

Zhuo Weitong and Song Laidi spoke in unison.

"Stop putting gold on your face. Go back and tell Song Qianshan that I will help him pay back the debt of gratitude he owed Yan'er by raising her."

Zhuo Weoting pushed Song Laidi aside with one hand as he spoke.

This was Zhuo Weiting's true nature, his cold-blooded, heartless nature.

"Hey, what do you mean?"

Seeing Zhuo Wei protecting Zi Yan as he left, Song Laidi chased after him to ask.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect to meet her."

After getting on the car, Zi Yan kept apologizing.

"Enough. Can you not say sorry all day long? Tell me, what did you do wrong?"

Thinking of Song Laidi's arrogance, and then looking at Zi Yan's little daughter-in-law, Zhuo WeiTing was furious.

"I …"

Zi Yan bit her lips. She was afraid. She was afraid that Zhuo WeiTing would deal with Song Qianshan.