"Qingwan, I know I was wrong! Lin Weiwei lied to me..." He stepped forward eagerly, but was interrupted by Shen Qingwan raising his hand. "Mr. Nan, please call me Mr. Shen." She spoke in a distant tone, as if dealing with a strange client. "When you took Lin Weiwei's pregnancy test report to break up with you three years ago, why didn't you think about 'wrong'?" Nan Yichen's face turned pale and he hurriedly defended: "I was deceived! You are so strong, you can live without me, but Weiwei..." "So Qiang should be abandoned? Qiang should lie alone in the hospital bed after the miscarriage and receive your text message of 'career first'? Qiang should watch clients divest their capital and employees resign when you block my firm?" Shen Qingwan's words were like a heavy hammer, which made him speechless. She stood up to pack her handbag and glanced at her watch - the time to pick up Nian An was coming soon. "I said three years ago that we were over. You blocked me, and I made Qingyang number one in the industry; you went bankrupt and ran away, and there was someone else by my side." Nan Yichen finally panicked and rushed forward, but was stopped by his assistant. His voice was filled with tears: "Our relationship of twenty years! I have nothing now, only you!" Shen Qingwan walked up to him, her eyes indifferent as if looking at garbage: "My feelings have long been buried in Chenwan's office that you ruined." She took out her mobile phone. The wallpaper was a photo of Shen Nianan and Jiang Huai. "My son is three years old. His name is Shen Nianan. He has a father, not you." "Lin Xiao, ask the security to ask him out." Shen Qingwan turned around and went out. The elevator reached the first floor, where a black Bentley was waiting. Jiang Huai waved to her, and the passenger placed Nian'an's small schoolbag. "Mr. Shen, are you clean?" "Yes."
