Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

He walked away happily, as if he had touched her broken heartstrings.

"Fu Haitang!" She called out again, a little eagerly.

After the words fell, Fu Haitang still walked forward slowly, but after taking a few steps, he finally stopped.

She didn't say anything, but walked towards him step by step, stopped behind him closest to him, stretched out her hands through his arms, and wrapped them around his waist.

She pressed her forehead against his back, shed two tears, and held her hands tightly.

Fu Haitang looked at the two thin forearms on his waist, at her slender white hands, and at her protruding radial bones. Don't know what she means.

He clenched his fists and resisted the urge to touch her with his hands, waiting for her to speak.

She didn't speak for a long time, she just held him tightly, biting her lip and crying silently.

She must be regretting it, right? Fu Haitang opened his palms and pressed them tremblingly on her overlapping hands. He held it gently and rubbed the white marks on the ring on her finger.

Her ring number is 8, and the inner ring is 14.6. If she really regrets it, then he will propose again.

……

Time slowed down, and the forehead pressed against his back moved away. His abandoned heart was beating wildly, supported by self-righteous hope.

"When you go back, drive slowly," she said.

The thin hands on his waist slowly let go, leaving his own hands in the air.

Fu Haitang's lips slowly curved in a self-deprecating arc, hehe... "Song Weiyu, you are so cruel."

He strode away, and the heart that he thought he would see hope fell from a height with even greater disappointment.

The man left without mercy, and Song Weiyu suddenly thought of the night she left Fu's house in a taxi.

Fu Haitang's mood when she stood at the door of her house at that time should be similar to her now, right? The pain was unbearable, as if I was being crushed by life. It felt like half of my heart was ripped away as he left.

In short, it is indescribable powerlessness.

She staggered a few steps on the spot, her head temporarily unbalanced while holding on to the wall. Her legs seemed to be out of control, gradually losing the strength to support her.

—

When I woke up again, I was already in the ward.

She stared at the ceiling and touched her heart. The severe pain in her chest when Fu Haitang left made her think that half of her heart had really been ripped away.

Beside the hospital bed, Li He put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and said in a joking tone: "Tsk, stop touching it. Your ex-husband took the old one away. I gave you a new one."

"What's new?"

"The latest wolf cub heart..." Li He hooked up a stool with one leg and sat beside her bed, smiling brightly.

Song Weiyu felt so exhausted that she was too lazy to talk to him, so she directly said that she had recovered from her bad temper, and she still used such euphemism.

"Why did I faint?"

Li He glanced outside the door and said lightly: "It's nothing. You haven't eaten much recently, and your physical strength is already poor. Plus, your mood fluctuated too much today, so you fainted."

Song Weiyu rubbed his chest, depressed: "But why do I feel like I can't breathe? My chest is still uncomfortable, and it hurts."

Li He smiled in a non-serious manner and looked like he was gloating: "Normally, you tore off a piece of flesh from the apex of your heart with your own hands. Will you feel better? Just let it hurt. It will probably hurt for half your life."

Song Weiyu heard the tone of his words and rolled her eyes at him irritably: "I really wonder how Gu Zhen could have fallen in love with a dishonest person like you back then. She is a serious person from a famous school, so why did she commit herself to you. "

Li He raised his eyebrows, thinking of his lawyer Gu, who was so busy recently that he always answered the phone behind his back.

It's like an underground party.

"Song Weiyu, have you finished the multi-dimensional tablets I prescribed for you before?"

Song Weiyu was silent. One bottle was left in the office and the other was left in Fu's house. She didn't even want to get it.

You might as well buy a few more bottles. This multi-dimensional tablet was customized by Li Hyuk based on her physique. Every element is in a specific ratio. She cherishes her life and loves to take care of her body, so she eats on time every day and rarely forgets.

"When you're done eating, give me two more bottles."

Li He nodded, as if he expected her to say: "Okay, I'll give it to you before I leave the hospital."

The door to the ward was pushed open, and Chen Fang put his cell phone in his pocket and walked to the bed. His face was as cold as ever, and Li He left wisely.

Chen Fang walked to the bed, picked up the pillow and let her sit on it. "From today on, I will come to eat with you every night." After thinking for a while, he continued: "If I have time at noon, I will come to accompany you."

Song Weiyu tilted his head and smiled, his eyes seemed bright, but there was a deep meaning in them: "Why, are you afraid that I will run away?"

Chen Fang paused for a moment, then sat on the edge of the bed, his side face reflected in the light, sharp and cold. Sure enough, she heard the phone call he made yesterday at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

But how should he explain it to make her believe that it was not what she heard? Those words were originally meant only for organizational leaders.

But now she heard it too, so she must have misunderstood.

After being silent for half a minute, he said solemnly: "Don't be afraid. If you regret divorcing him, I can withdraw."

In fact, he also wanted to know whether Fu Haitang was more important in her heart or herself.