The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 1231 How could she possibly harm her son?

Yan Bei watched them silently for most of the time, his gaze falling on Shen Qing's gentle profile, then shifting to An An Kang Kang's quiet demeanor as she spoke, a soft halo gradually spreading across his usually cold and stern face.

He rarely had such a completely relaxed moment. The scheming and maneuvering in the business world seemed to be shut out at this moment, leaving only the warmth and tranquility before him.

The food was served quickly.

The exquisite plating and enticing colors elicited quiet gasps of amazement from the two little ones.

Yan Bei pushed the small pieces of steak in front of Kang Kang, and moved the plate of tomato spaghetti closer to An An. Shen Qing then instructed, "Eat slowly, don't burn yourself."

An'an and Kang Kang seem to really enjoy their food, eating with great relish.

Under the soft light, the family enjoyed a happy time together.

Yan Bei, who is usually ruthless and serious in the business world, let down his guard at this moment and became an ordinary husband and father.

He would patiently listen to the two children's wild ideas, and when Shen Qing's lips were smeared with sauce, he would quietly hand her a tissue, his eyes overflowing with doting affection.

Looking at the three men—one large and two small—across from her, Shen Qing felt a surge of warmth and contentment.

She knew that Yan Bei's world was vast and his responsibilities were heavy, but he would always try his best to make time to give this family the greatest companionship and protection.

Dinner ended in a warm and pleasant atmosphere.

When leaving the restaurant, the two children walked in front, while Shen Qing and Yan Bei followed behind.

Shen Qing suddenly realized that no matter what her identity was outside, at home she only wanted to be a good mother and wife.

The family of four got into the car.

The Bentley smoothly drove into the night again, and Shen Qing sat in the passenger seat.

An'an and Kang Kang sat in the back seat.

The car was quiet, with only the sound of each other's steady breathing and the thick, warm feeling that flowed in the air.

……

Return to the Yan family villa.

An'an and Kang Kang started making noise and getting sleepy.

Shen Qing had Yan Bei take the two children upstairs.

"You two go back to your rooms and sleep."

Yan Bei looked at Shen Qing, "Wife, why aren't you going upstairs?"

"I'll go check on Sister Zhang."

"Uh-huh."

Shen Qing walked towards the guest room on the first floor.

We arrived at Sister Zhang's room.

She knocked on the door. "Sister Zhang, are you asleep?"

Soon, Sister Zhang opened the door and came out.

"Madam, you're back."

"Uh-huh."

"Is there something you need, Madam?"

Shen Qing said gently, "Sister Zhang, it's like this. When you were eating, I noticed you seemed a little unhappy after you answered the phone. Is something wrong? Tell me if there's anything."

Sister Zhang said, "It's nothing, Madam. You don't need to worry about me. It's getting late, go and rest."

"Really not?" Shen Qing asked again.

"real."

"Alright then, sorry to bother you, you should get some rest."

"It's alright, madam."

After Shen Qing left, Sister Zhang closed the door.

Sitting on the bed, Sister Zhang sighed, feeling that her life had been too unsuccessful.

She received several calls from her ex-husbands on her phone, but she didn't dare to answer any of them.

At this moment, Shen Qing also went upstairs.

After washing up, I went back to my room to rest.

. . . . . .

the next day.

Early in the morning.

The doorbell rang at the Yan family villa.

As she asked who it was, Sister Zhang opened the door.

I was completely stunned the moment I opened the door.

"Zhang Guifen, so you really were here."

Looking at Liu Fugui in front of her, Sister Zhang asked somewhat fearfully, "You... how did you get here?"

"Of course I came to see you."

"What do you want from me? We're divorced. Don't forget, we have nothing to do with each other anymore."

“We’re divorced now, but our son is still our son. I just want to ask you, why is my son in the police station?”

“He did it himself, it has nothing to do with me. If you want to know why, go ask him there yourself,” Sister Zhang said.

"Fine, Zhang Guifen, you're talking to me like that?" The next second, Liu Fugui slapped Sister Zhang across the face.

Sister Zhang covered her face, which was throbbing from being hit.

"Liu Fugui, what are you trying to do?"

"What are you doing? Why did Zhang Guifen's son turn out like this after he married you?"

"Liu Fugui, get out of here right now! I don't want to waste my breath on you. As for why I'm telling you, it's because you're a piece of trash." Sister Zhang's voice trembled slightly as she said this.

She knew her son had become like this because she hadn't disciplined him enough, but why had the family fallen into this state? It was all because of Liu Fugui. She harbored deep resentment towards Liu Fugui.

From the time her child was born until now, she had to work and support the child. Perhaps her parenting was somewhat inadequate.

But she, as a woman, has already done enough; she's already living a very tiring life.

"Zhang Guifen, I'm not leaving unless you explain yourself clearly."

"You'd better hurry up and leave, it won't be good if someone finds out."

“Not good? I’m going to let them find out, let the homeowner see what kind of person you, Zhang Guifen, really are, that you’ve taken your child to the police station.”

At this moment, Shen Qing, who was upstairs, heard the noise and came downstairs.

He muttered to himself, "Who's talking?"

Once downstairs, she started calling for Sister Zhang.

No one responded.

She saw that the door outside was slightly ajar.

Shen Qing walked over.

I saw Sister Zhang standing at the door talking to someone.

She walked over too.

"Sister Zhang, who is this?"

"Madam, did I disturb your sleep?"

"No."

At this moment, Liu Fugui spoke up, "You must be the owner of this house."

Shen Qing looked at Liu Fugui, "You are..."

“I am Zhang Guifen’s ex-husband. You don’t know what kind of person Zhang Guifen is, do you?”

Shen Qing frowned slightly. "What do you mean by this?"

“I’m telling you that Zhang Guifen is someone who harmed his own son.”

Shen Qing said, "Just say what you have to say."

Liu Fugui said, "He's the one who taught my son to end up in the police station."

Shen Qing curled the corners of her lips. "I know about your son's situation. He was in the police station because he caused an accident and fled the scene. He has no one to blame but himself."

"How could this be? How could I possibly do such a thing?"

"Your son has always lived with his mother. Do you really know him? Have you ever disciplined him?"

“I… even if I didn’t care, my son wouldn’t do such a thing. It must be Zhang Guifen who ruined my son.”

“She’s a mother, she and her son depend on each other for survival, how could she possibly harm her son?” Shen Qing said angrily.