Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Out of the Fu family.

Gu Zhen called Song Weiyu: "Director Fu doesn't want to sign. It seems that he is going to embarrass you. I really don't understand what Fu Haitang wants. Why does he have to tie you up? We can get a peaceful divorce."

Gu Zhen was indignant while driving.

As soon as Song Weiyu opened his eyes in the morning, he was looking at the contract information currently being performed by the Cultural Industrial Park. After listening to Gu Zhen's words, he slowly spoke:

"It's okay, I'll go there in person tomorrow."

It's only a matter of time before we meet again, and there's no point in hiding.

Besides, she doesn't have that much time to wallow in the pain of her divorce from Fu Haitang. She only has this company at hand now, and she must focus on expanding her territory.

She wants this company to rise rapidly and become a weapon that can help Chen Fang.

—

At night, Song Weiyu was standing by the window watching the night view, and now his feet no longer hurt even when he stood.

The wound got better unconsciously.

Those invisible wounds will also be healed by time and then forgotten.

She looked a little obsessed, because the moonlight tonight was so bright that it made people feel nervous, like a huge white jade with excellent water.

My mind flies to the moon.

He threw away his wedding ring that day, which meant that he decided to give up on her at that moment.

But why did he come to deliver clothes the night before yesterday?

It was still midnight...did he go to get it in the middle of the night? It takes at least four hours to go back and forth from west Beijing to the outskirts of Beijing. If there is a traffic jam, it will take 6 hours.

The uncontrollable thoughts in my mind quickly amplified in this late night. They surged out and rushed to fly to the bright moon.

Until his body was wrapped in a ball of warmth, those messy thoughts were instantly controlled by the man behind him.

The familiar smell of tobacco hit her quickly, and a hot kiss fell on the side of her neck.

"What are you thinking about? You are so focused."

He had been standing behind her for a while without her noticing.

Song Weiyu was startled by him and felt a little guilty for being lost in thought just now, "I didn't think about anything, some company matters."

"If you're tired, don't worry about the company's affairs. It's not like I can't support you. You can just go on and have fun as before."

Song Weiyu turned around quickly, her whole body surrounded by his arms. She spoke without thinking: "No, my purpose is to do a good job in this company, so that I can help you in the future..."

"What purpose? The purpose of divorce?" Chen Fang had a faint smile on his lips and his eyes were unclear, as if he was waiting for her to say these words.

Song Weiyu knew that she had said the wrong thing. Wouldn't it make Chen Fang think that she was getting divorced to help him?

"No, the reason for my divorce...is because I love you and want to be with you."

Song Weiyu looked directly at him and hurriedly explained.

Chen Fang didn't speak, but looked into her eyes calmly. His eyes were clear and bright, and there was no trace of lying at all.

He believed it.

Looking at the place where he had kissed just now, he stretched out his fingers and rubbed it, then tilted his head and kissed it again, but this time it was not as superficial as before.

He kissed her for a long time, almost like nibbling.

Finally, he tightly trapped her in his body and asked in a dumb voice: "How long do I have to wait? One month? Two months?"

At least one month, at most two months. It won't be long anyway.

—

The next morning, Song Weiyu tried to walk on his own. If he didn't use any force, the pain would be completely bearable.

She took a shower and changed into a Chu brown velvet suspender dress, with a milky white long-sleeved cashmere cardigan on top. It was gentle and elegant, and made her delicate moon-white skin look like the petals of a magnolia.

But after spraying the perfume, I realized that the area where Chen Fang gnawed on her last night was purple-red.

It was extremely conspicuous, and it was really the wrong time to bite it.

I took out the foundation and covered it, but if I didn't look closely, I couldn't see anything unusual.

Walking in high heels would still put pressure on the wound, but she really didn't want to wear slippers, so she endured the pain and stuffed her feet into the high heels and smiled. This scene was like Cinderella trying on shoes.

Gu Zhen had already arrived downstairs at Fu's house and was stopped by the security guard at the door. She was not in a hurry and waited for Song Weiyu to take her in without hesitation.

A second before getting off the car, Song Weiyu said to Assistant Hao: "Go to the old house these days and drive Mr. Chen's car to Xiangshan Lake. I will live in Xiangshan Lake from now on."

Xiangshan Lake is Mr. Chen's villa. It seems that the matter is settled.

Assistant Hao Te nodded, took out his wheelchair and pushed Song Weiyu towards the company.

The moment she appeared at the company gate, the duty manager of the security department shouted into the intercom: "Director Song is coming to the company!"

Secretary's Office: "Are you wearing sunglasses?"

Security: "No sunglasses...in a wheelchair."

...Secretary's Office: Level 1 Alert!

Gu Zhen stood next to the wheelchair and smiled at the security guard who stopped her just now: "Don't be nervous. My sister won't eat you. You have good muscles."

Song Weiyu watched Gu Zhen teasing the little boy and wanted to laugh, but her heart felt like a stone was weighing down on her, unable to raise the corners of her mouth.

In the president's office, Assistant Yu looked at the first-level alert on the screen of his mobile phone.

He rushed to Fu Haitang's office: "Director Fu, Director Song is here."