Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Song Weiyu frowned and groaned, only to feel the ripples rising up one after another, hitting the shore and causing waves.

The emptiness became more and more unbearable, and his head felt dizzy. The man was still obsessed with some name.

He calls me husband, who else could he be?

She was a little impatient. Every time she drank too much, Fu Haitang would ask again and again. She could only try to open her eyes, and there was a little resentment in her misty eyes.

Fu Haitang looked at her aroused look and felt very accomplished. He kissed her lips with a soft smile and coaxed her to speak: "Call my name and I'll give it to you."

"Fu..." The red lips opened slightly.

An untimely bell rang suddenly, and the low piano music flowed in the quiet night, especially dull and abrupt.

The notes hit Song Weiyu's confused nerves, and she opened her lips and froze.

The lustful emotion in her eyes faded like a tide, and she blinked quickly. His hands were still weak, so he pushed Fu Haitang lightly: "The phone rang, I'll answer it."

"Why are you answering the phone? You are not allowed to go." He suppressed her wrist and prevented her from escaping.

But the piano music was still beating in his ears, and Song Weiyu gradually woke up. Looking at the postures of the two of them, she was a little annoyed that she followed Fu Haitang back home without knowing it.

Is it alcohol?

After she got drunk tonight, she completely forgot about the divorce...

"Let me go first. I have to answer this call." She was so anxious that she didn't have time to think about how she followed him back and rolled into each other.

If not for this call, it would have been done.

"Fu Haitang, let me go..."

Fu Haitang restrained her thin wrists with both hands, and there was no way she could resist. The quilt was held up by the man's strong chest, and she felt a chill in her chest.

Fu Haitang's eyes were slightly cold, and his voice was full of desire, but his displeasure was obvious: "It's nothing important, so don't answer it."

"No, this ringtone is different." She subconsciously said that she set a separate ringtone for Chen Fang.

When Fu Haitang was stunned, she took the opportunity to pull out her wrist and escape from under him.

He casually put on the gray suit beside the bed, which just covered half of his thighs, and squatted next to the coffee table to open his mobile phone.

"Chen Fang, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, A Xiao's urgent voice came from the other side: "Sister-in-law, the boss is injured."

There was a roar in her head, and her heart suddenly twitched. The dull and tingling feeling appeared again, and with every inhalation, my heart ached deeply.

She pressed her chest, the pain was so painful that she couldn't speak.

Ah Xiao continued to shout: "We want to take him to the hospital, but the boss won't go and insists on picking you up...Sister-in-law, Ah Yuan said you were taken away by Fu Dong, you didn't really go with him, right?"

A Xiao's words were like a needle poking into the center of her eyebrows, and she sobered up immediately.

He covered his forehead with one hand, his expression showing deep remorse.

Fu Haitang had already stood up without turning on the light. In the semi-dark moonlight, he saw her wearing her suit, squatting on the carpet and answering the phone anxiously.

His suit was too wide for her petite figure. Not only could it hug her whole body, but the hem of the suit was also piled on the floor.

She just nestled in her suit, worried and anxious about another man's appearance.

"I... you take him to the hospital first. I'll be there right away." She didn't say that she was really taken away by Fu Haitang.

A Xiao sighed and said in a hurry: "Sister-in-law, the boss is not going to the hospital. He said that you promised to call him after the party tonight, and he insisted on picking you up. But he had a cut on his body and was still bleeding. "

Song Weiyu stood up hurriedly and picked up the black knitted skirt she was wearing when she came from the ground. "You ask him to answer the phone."

The neckline of the knitted skirt was torn and could no longer be worn. She threw it down again and immediately walked to the cloakroom.

Chen Fang's deep voice came: "Where is it?"

Song Weiyu's hand holding the clothes paused. She was not afraid of anything, but she really didn't dare to say that she was in Fu's house now.

"You... can you go to the hospital first? I'll be there in half an hour."

In front of Fu's house, a modified off-road vehicle was parked under the shadow of the trees. The man in the back seat leaned on the backrest, raised his head slightly, frowned and asked again: "Where are you? I'll pick you up."

The black T-shirt on the chest was cut open, and a 20-centimeter-long blood stain could be seen inside. The flesh was turned outwards, and blood beads kept coming out.

He didn't care, holding up his phone and waiting for her answer.

"I'm...I'm on my way back to Xiangshan Lake. Don't make me worry, okay? I'm going to the hospital." She hurriedly pulled off a long dress and put it on while talking on the phone.

"it is good."

Chen Fang hung up the phone, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the closed door of Fu's house.

"Boss, shall we go to the hospital now?"

"Drive to the door of Fu's house." His voice was steady, but so gloomy that it made Ah Xiao shiver.

Chen Fang stared at one place with deep eyes. If it were him in the past, he would have pretended not to know and stayed away to let her lie stand true.

But now, he can't do it.

Because he once had all her preferences, he was confident. But recently, I always feel that she seems to have changed.

She is not as proactive as before, not as clingy to him as before, and not as coquettish as before.

He felt like he was gradually losing her, not to mention that now, he knew something about Fu Haitang. He became increasingly afraid that one day, she would leave him completely.