Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

After hanging up the phone, Song Weiyu stood by the window for a while, the crystal light behind her shining brightly on her shoulders.

The woman's soft, steamy hair and delicate figure are printed on the window.

The other villa closest to this one is located in the southeast, with a Soviet-style garden style and no lights on.

But the moonlight is very bright, and the white light is reflected on the tiles, and you can see the huge outlines of different heights.

Song Weiyu's eyes were attracted to this Chinese-style garden villa. She looked at the exquisite shape of the villa. The upturned eaves looked proudly at the entire mountain forest under the moonlit sky.

It still has traditional Chinese aesthetics that are attractive and elegant.

...In a daze, she felt that the villa was also tentatively looking over here. The building also had a soul, right?

Song Weiyu gathered up her suspender nightgown and pressed the curtain switch.

As the floor-to-ceiling curtains slowly closed, her figure disappeared into the moon's peeping eyes.

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In the early morning of the next day, Song Weiyu was afraid that the alarm clock would not wake him up, so he set the opening time of the curtains at 6 o'clock in the morning.

The phone rang once and she threw it away.

He was lying on the bed, the straps of his suspender skirt had fallen to his elbows, and his long, ink-like hair was spread out on his back.

Fortunately, the curtains opened automatically. She couldn't throw away the sun, so she could only be dazzled by the bright light.

When Chen Fang came in, her whole head was still buried under the pillow, only her neck and the back of her nightgown half hung were exposed.

He held her in his arms, helped her lift her skirt over her chest, hooked it over her shoulders, and asked softly: "Wake up or sleep for a while?"

"Well... get up, I'm going to work today."

Chen Fang laughed out of his throat: "Just leave that company alone, it's not like I can't support you."

Song Weiyu sat on his lap with his messy hair, squinting his eyes and returning to sleep: "No, I want to go to the company."

She likes the feeling of making money, the feeling of signing a contract, and does not need a man to support her.

But in this life, she was able to spend Fu Haitang's money with peace of mind, and she spent a lot of it.

Chen Fang smoothed her hair with his hands, "I don't trust you to go out by yourself. If you really want to work, why don't you become my secretary?"

"Follow you every day? That won't work. I still expect this company to make a lot of money and help you escort this mission."

Chen Fang's eyes darkened, "You are following me now, and your situation is much more dangerous than before. I can't let you go out by yourself."

Song Weiyu then opened his eyes wide and looked at him.

His sharp brows showed a strength that could not be denied.

"What do you mean? I can only stay with you or stay at home for the rest of my life?"

Seeing Song Weiyu's condensed expression, Chen Fang took the initiative to take a step back: "If you have to go out to socialize, you must take my people with you."

He added warmly: "The only thing I'm afraid of in this world is that you are in danger. Besides, it's at this special stage."

Song Weiyu's eyes softened, and thinking about it, if something happened to her now, it would definitely be a huge threat to Chen Fang.

Her original intention was to help him escape from this mission unscathed, and she could not hold him back.

"Okay, I understand, you can arrange it."

Chen Fang hugged her waist tightly and prayed: "Promise me that no matter where you go, you will take him with you."

Song Weiyu raised a smile: "I know, I am also afraid of being kidnapped. The two times I was kidnapped now give me nightmares."

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After breakfast, Chen Fang went to Zongheng.

Assistant Hao Te and the new bodyguard were standing by the car. They had been talking for a while and became warm.

Song Weiyu walked down the steps and looked at the scene of suits and jackets standing together, which was inexplicably inconsistent.

Throwing the bag on Assistant Hao: "Don't you always have trouble with people wearing jackets? Why are you so happy today..."

"Mr. Song, it's not that I can't deal with Jackets, I just simply hate A Xiao."

That violent wild man could be picked up and thrown away.

Song Weiyu smiled and waved his hand to the stunned young man next to him: "What are you looking at with your big eyes?"

The sound is like a clear spring in a mountain stream, slow and beautiful.

The young man was as tall as a tank, but his face turned red with embarrassment.

"Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful. No wonder Brother Xiao always praises you. He said he has never seen a woman who is more beautiful than sister-in-law!"

After he finished speaking, he scratched his head and said, "I'm not complimenting you. I'll say whatever I want. Hehe... I didn't want to come to protect my sister-in-law at first, but thanks for coming, it's really worth it."

Song Weiyu stood by the car and was not in a hurry to get in. Looking at this silly big man who was comparable to a heavily armored mecha, he smiled softly: "Why don't you come to protect me?"

"Because my skills are the best in the entire Beijing underground. Even the boss can't beat me in a duel. I just thought, my role should be played in a bigger place!"

As he spoke, he stared at his bright eyes, expecting Song Weiyu to praise him.

Song Weiyu laughed and sat in the car: "Well, okay, that's great... By the way, what's your name?"

"Ah Yuan, Brother Xiao, they all call me that. My full name is Sun Yuan."

Ah Yuan was driving, and Assistant Hao was in the passenger seat reporting today's itinerary to her.

Outside the window is the winter sunshine, which is no longer dazzling and soft, as if the whole world is covered in a veil of light shadows.

When I turned out from the private driveway at the entrance of the villa, I happened to encounter another family's car.

Looking in the direction, it seemed that I was coming from the Suzhou Garden last night.

I was driving a limited-edition Bentley, but the windows were reflective and I couldn't see inside.

Is that garden villa occupied? Then why didn't you turn on the lights last night? Song Weiyu couldn't help but guess.

However, if you know its owner, you can pay a visit and appreciate the layout and structure inside.

She has always been interested in Chinese architecture, and as she thought about it, she became a little envious of the owner of the Su Family Garden, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

If it were in the past, she would definitely point to the garden and say to Fu Haitang: "Husband, I want this garden. You can find a way to buy it..."

Then Fu Haitang will definitely find ways to get close to the owner of the garden, first with courtesy and then with force. If that doesn't work, he will use coercion and inducement. Anyway, he will be willing to let the owner sell it to him.

Bah, why do you think of Fu Haitang again?