Chapter 136

Shen Zhao left Song Ling Company. The sky was dark at night, with no moon and no stars.

She was driving on the road full of neon colors, and the cars came and went like water, but she just wanted to cry.

Her Song Ling doesn't want her anymore...

Her eyes were uncontrollably wet and blurry again, she took a deep breath, raised her hand to lightly wipe the tears from her cheeks, pressed down the car window, and the night wind blew in, drying her tears.

Back at the villa, the car was parked at the door, Shen Zhao didn't get out of the car, he looked up at the upstairs room, it was pitch black.

Song Ling did not come back.

Shen Zhao sat in the car and held the steering wheel with both hands. He was completely lost, and just sat there quietly for a long time.

No strength, no hope, only helplessness and exhaustion full of body and mind.

Picking up the phone next to her, she pressed the power button, the screen was empty, no phone, no information, only two or three news feeds.

As in those ten days, she did not give her a call or a message.

She thought it was her own sentimentality, worrying about gains and losses, because she thought too much, but it turned out that it was her instinctive feeling.

She couldn't say that there was a problem there, but it did change from then on.

She wants to break up with her and divorce her.

Shen Zhao lowered his head, put his hands on the steering wheel, lowered his head, closed his eyes lightly, and finally let out a whimper.

She couldn't lose Song Ling, she couldn't lose her.

She has nothing but her.

He dragged his tired body to open the door, went upstairs and returned to his room, the whole villa was empty and no one was there.

Shen Zhao raised his hand to turn the door handle, and gently pushed the door open. She thought about it, that person appeared in the room, appeared in front of her, and told her that everything was a dream of hers, and it was all fake.

Pushing open the door, boundless darkness shrouded in.

No sound, quiet.

She didn't come back.

Shen Zhao stood at the door, and her tense expectations finally came to nothing. She didn't turn on the light. She took off her shoes and walked in barefoot. She spread out on the bed, closed her eyes, and felt the death-like pain spreading in her heart. .

In the pitch-dark room, the sound of sobbing and sobbing could be heard gradually.

Sadness and drowsiness came together, Shen Zhao gradually became tired from crying, and fell asleep on the bed like this.

She was like a walking dead, soulless, lifeless, and lived like this over and over again.

In the studio during the day, went to the Song Group and others in the evening, and in the evening, was full of anticipation that she would appear at the villa and wait for her... Repeating such days, day by day, ten days passed like this.

Song Ling disappeared for ten days.

She didn't want to see her, and only sent those cold documents that cut off ties with her.

Shen Zhao looked at the thick stack of papers with a wry smile, and in the end, she still had to pay her with money...

Shen Zhao picked up the phone and continued to call Song Ling.

The call tone kept beeping, she didn't block her, just didn't answer her call.

Finally hanging up, she sent her another message.

"Meet me, you come out to meet me, and I'll sign."

In the hotel, Song Ling stood in front of the window and listened to the phone behind him ringing and then stopping, stopping and ringing again, and finally the sound gradually disappeared.

There was a new message alert on WeChat, Song Ling turned around, went to the bedside to pick it up, saw the alert message on the screen, she clicked on WeChat, and saw the message she sent.

She stared at the message for a long time, but she never recovered.

It was obviously the result she had hoped for, but when she saw it, it was still so painful that her breath was trembling.

After a long pause, she finally replied, "Okay."

Shen Zhao sat silently beside the bed, holding the phone in her hand, when she suddenly felt the phone vibrate, she lowered her head and opened WeChat and saw Song Ling's reply.

In the past ten days, she has called her countless times and sent countless WeChat messages, but she has not replied to her, but now, she has replied.

She can see all the calls and messages.

Does she really care about nothing other than breaking up with her...

The next morning was the weekend.

Shen Zhao woke up, picked up the mobile phone by the bed, and pressed Song Ling's number, the familiar prompting sound echoed in his ears.

Finally, the phone was connected.

Song Ling: "Hello."

Shen Zhao heard her voice, squeezed her phone tightly, and called her, "Song Ling, where are you?"

There was silence on the phone, Song Ling didn't answer her, only said in a low voice, "Come to the company, I'll go over."

Hearing the thinness in the voice, Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment, she pursed her lips, and finally agreed, "Okay."

After agreeing to a good place, without another greeting, hung up the phone.

Shen Zhao condensed the call on the mobile phone, stunned, as if he didn't want to believe that this was the person who said he loved her.

Cold and frightening.

At nine o'clock, Shen Zhao arrived downstairs in the company. She was wearing a bright yellow dress, her long curly hair fell gently behind her, and she had delicate makeup on her face. She looked a little more lively than the previous day.

The person at the front desk didn't stop her and let her into the elevator.

Arriving at the top floor office, Shen Zhao stepped out and looked up to see the closed office door not far away. Ji Mingshu was sitting outside the door. She lowered her eyelashes lightly and walked over.

Ji Mingshu saw her coming, got up and nodded lightly at her, and reached out to open the door for her.

Shen Zhao said quietly, "Thank you."

Entering the office, Shen Zhao raised his eyes and saw the person standing by the window, with his back to her, wearing a long scarlet dress, with long hair reaching his waist and hanging meekly behind him.

Shen Zhao looked at the fiery red back, just like the first time she saw her, she was also so arrogant and bright, just like her character, tough and paranoid.

She really couldn't figure out what was the reason for her to choose to do this.

After closing the door, Shen Zhao walked in and walked behind her.

Song Ling felt the gaze behind him, and after a long pause, he slowly turned around.

Shen Zhao looked directly at her face, unwilling to let go of her expression. The moment their eyes met, Song Ling slowly retracted his gaze, walked around her to the coffee table, took out the documents, and said in a low voice: "It's the same documents from last time. Take a look and sign it if there is no problem."

Seeing that she was avoiding his gaze, Shen Zhao turned around slightly, and his eyes fell on the documents on the coffee table.

She looked at her profile, but after ten days, she lost a lot of weight, Shen Zhao swallowed the hoarseness in her throat, and asked her, "I have to get a divorce, right?"

Song Ling sat there, still didn't look at her, and hummed softly.

Shen Zhao suddenly raised the corner of her lips and smiled, facing the sunlight that came in from the window, the light shining on her face was dazzling.

She continued: "So, it is you who want to divorce me unilaterally."

Song Ling listened to her repeating those words, hummed again, and said, "Yes."

"No matter what conditions I put forward, you agree, right?" Shen Zhao looked at her and asked.

Song Ling hesitated, not knowing her intentions, but still agreed and said, "Yes."

Shen Zhao stared at her profile, and slowly said, "Then I want the shares of the entire Song Group, you will give it too, right?"

Song Ling owns all the shares of Song Group and has the right to control all assets.

She was silent for a moment before she said, "Song's industry is very extensive and complicated, and it needs someone who is familiar with it and understands it to take over. If you want money, I can transfer 99% of the shares to you. The annual profit distribution will automatically enter your account, and as for operation management, I will find someone to arrange it for you.”

Shen Zhao listened to her careful arrangement for her step by step, and suddenly laughed, she stared at the silhouette, and smiled helplessly: "You are willing to have nothing, hand over the entire Song family to others, and you also want to break up with me for a divorce. Song Ling," she called softly to her, "I was even thinking, are you going to die?"