Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Fu Haitang puffed out the smoke in a leisurely manner. Under his light gray shirt, he had a sense of alienation, but his every move was still elegant.

Song Weiyu has never seen another person like this kind of leisure and dignity in his bones for so many years.

For a moment, she looked in a daze, a little dazed.

The white smoke dissipated, and the two of them were caught off guard and stuck together. They turned into a deer in a trance and slammed into her chest.

She quickly opened her eyes, her face feeling slightly hot.

Buy shares, buy shares, buy shares.

Don't think too much, don't think too much, don't think too much.

Fu Haitang looked at her beautiful side face and felt desolate in his heart. She and Chen Fang were having sex with each other last night, but now they don't even want to look at him.

Fortunately, he took the initiative to mention Yunyi shares.

The members of Yunyi's shareholders' meeting were a mixed bag, and their shares were extremely dispersed. He spent a lot of effort and money to defeat them one by one and win the big one.

If it weren't for protecting her safety, he would really not bother to care about such nonsense.

She escorted Chen Fang, and she protected her herself.

But what about her?

From top to bottom, even the hair is written: "I want to keep a distance from you."

It's not that she has no conscience, she doesn't even have a heart.

Fu Haitang's gloomy mania rose again, his blood screamed unhappy, and his muscles tightened.

The look in her eyes instantly turned cold: "When did I say I wanted to sell?"

"Mr. Song, did you misunderstand something?"

Assistant Yu and Song Weiyu looked at him with surprised expressions at the same time. Fu Haitang glanced at Yu Bin coldly before looking at Song Weiyu.

Yu Bin pursed his lips. The equity transfer contract was drawn up and even signed by the boss.

What kind of monster are you doing?

Song Weiyu felt a little embarrassed and pulled the hair around his ears with his slender fingers.

"The Fu Dong family has a great business and has never been involved in this industry before. Why do you want to cause trouble for yourself?"

She knew better than anyone else that Fu Haitang was doing this for her.

Fu Haitang snorted coldly in his throat: "Yes, Mr. Song has never worked in the information technology industry before. Why...are you willing to give up your favorite industry and take this path?"

Mr. Ma became more and more confused the more he listened.

How come these two people... don't seem to know each other well?

Moreover, there seems to be something in the words.

Song Weiyu's eyelashes flashed slightly and he remained silent. Fu Haitang clearly knew why.

"Mr. Song, why don't you speak?" His fingertips tapped the table gently with a slow frequency.

He was so aggressive that he looked at her and her face turned slightly pale.

"For a friend."

After hearing her perfunctory answer, Fu Haitang chuckled and tugged at the collar of his shirt: "Mr. Ma is not an outsider. Mrs. Fu just said it was for your mistress."

Mr. Ma's eyes widened. Is this what he can hear? He stood up and said, "I... suddenly remembered that I have to go to the toilet."

Yu Bin followed closely: "I will take you there."

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Song Weiyu paused, and Mrs. Fu's voice at this time was extremely harsh and heart-piercing.

The office was silent, and the sunlight outside the window seemed to be frozen. They hit Fu Haitang's back, secretly testing the man's deep emotions.

Fu Haitang looked at her, waiting for her to lose her temper.

Waiting for her to defend Chen Fang.

Last time he said Chen Fang was a mistress, didn't she slap him?

But Song Weiyu didn't want to be entangled anymore. She agreed to keep a distance between Chen Fang and Fu Haitang this morning. Now that there are only two people left in the office, she is really not suitable to stay alone.

"I'm leaving first. Mr. Fu, please think carefully. This company is nothing to you. But right now, I really need this company."

She turned around and left, taking away the scent of wintersweet that made him feel at ease.

In Fu Haitang's eyes, she just didn't want to look at him.

One second, she was trying to please Yun Yi with a smile, but this second he said he didn't plan to sell Yun Yi's shares, and she didn't even bother to pretend.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked at the decisive woman. He never expected that she was not even willing to be alone with him now.

God knows how happy he was when Mr. Ma and Yu Bin went out.

I thought I could be alone with her for a while... but she left so happily.

Sadness and depression are infinitely magnified.

When Song Weiyu pressed his hand on the office door, Fu Haitang pulled him back and pressed him on the door.