Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Fu Haitang turned sideways and secretly glanced at the woman huddled outside the operating room, hugging her legs.

Can he get close?

At the fire scene just now, she wouldn't let him touch it.

"She only thinks about the person in the operating room, so I won't stand in her way."

As he said this, his eyes fell greedily on Song Weiyu. Her face was extremely pale, her hair stained with tears was pulled behind her ears, and the bridge of her delicate nose was stained with tears.

The back spine is so thin that you can see the bone protrusions.

Her face was already small, and now it was nestled between her arms, as if she had no life force.

He really wanted to go over and hug her, hold her in his arms, let her beat and scold her and not let go.

Can not.

He had to endure it.

"Fu Chunhe, I won't go to the company for the next month. You should keep an eye on your brother and don't let him run around. Especially, don't let him go to Chen Fang and keep him away from people and things at the nightclub."

He was still worried and said, "If it doesn't work out, let him take Wen Ying back to Hangzhou. I will send people to protect them."

Fu Haitang took one last look at the person huddled on the bench.

In this corridor, there is his son and his wife.

Only there is no place for him.

He smiled, turned and left.

—

Less than three hours before the explosion.

Jingnan, Zhu Yan Company.

More than 300 people in black suits armed with weapons attacked the management from the lobby on the first floor.

Everywhere he went was a mess.

Celebrities screamed and internet celebrities cried. Zhu Yan knelt on the ground, listening to the slow but extremely thick voice coming from the phone: "Zhu Yan, have you had enough of your fucking life?"

This sound...

How could Zhu Yan not be familiar with it? Like an evil spirit escaping from hell.

"Han...Master Han?" He didn't believe it. He watched Han Guanshan die with his own eyes.

Yansang smiled heavily and continued to whisper: "Did you send someone to blow up Mrs. Fu's car?"

"Yes...ah no!" Zhu Yanzhan was so frightened that he couldn't even kneel down. He had never heard that Mr. Han and Mr. Fu had any friendship.

Or, what is his relationship with Song Weiyu?

impossible.

Over the past decade or so, Han Guanshan and Fu Haitang have only been acquaintances. Most of the time, they never attended the same event.

Not to mention Song Weiyu and Han Guanshan, they never appeared in the same scene, as if they didn't know each other at all.

Zhu Yan suddenly trembled all over.

They are all the top bosses in the capital, so it’s not right that they don’t know each other?

The person on the other end of the phone obviously had no patience, "Kill Zhu Yan."

Zhu Yan kowtowed to his cell phone:

"It's not Master Han. Even if I want to kill Fu Haitang's wife, what does it have to do with you! Why do you want to kill me?"

"Please, Master, please let me know this."

Zhu Yan knew Han Guanshan's methods and he must die today.

However, he wanted to know clearly.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for half a minute, and a ghostly low voice shook the air, "Haha, because you can't even make a small explosion. What's the use of keeping a dog like this..."

Zhu Yan was completely dumbfounded. What did this mean?

Didn't Han Guanshan come here to raise an army to punish someone?

After he escaped, he showed up again and sent people to destroy his company. Wasn't it to avenge Song Weiyu?

Then what on earth is he going to do!

"Master Han, please do a good job and spare my life. Otherwise, I will kill Song Weiyu now!"

Zhu Yan knelt in front of a mobile phone, wanting to smash his head into pieces.

"Haha, idiot." The other person sneered.

"She is very delicate and afraid of pain. So I want to kill her with my own hands." The thick smokey voice became a little lazy, and the long and drawn out voice was filled with unknown excitement.

Zhu Yan swallowed hard when he heard his crazy and restless heartbeat.

Zhu Yan's mind raced quickly and he immediately changed his mind: "Then I'll tie her up and bring her to you!"

The light rain in Malaysia is endless.

Han Guanshan's whole body was soaked in the rain, and there were little broken raindrops falling on his black coat. Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, I stretched out my hand to catch the rainwater and crushed it on my fingertips.

A black umbrella was delivered from behind, and a woman's soft voice said: "Master, go back to the house. You are in good health. Don't get caught in the rain."

Han Guanshan looked back at her thin and fair face, and rubbed her bright peach blossom eyes with his rain-stained fingers.

An arrogant expression, and unruly anger beating in his eyes.

Facing the phone: "Okay, go ahead and tie her up."

The phone hung up, and on the screen of the phone, news flashed across the screen of the Fu family's two presidents, who had been married for 30 years and got divorced.

Han Guanshan really spared Zhu Yan his life.

But with such a big battle, everyone in the nightclub knew that Han Guanshan had abandoned Zhu Yan.

Once Jiushi Entertainment collapsed, the underground in Jingnan became a mess.

Sun Hexi received the news immediately and hurried back to Zongheng.

More than 300 underworld forces appeared in Jiushi Entertainment at the same time. They were arrogant and ignored the law. They did not call the police after the incident. It could only be Han Guanshan.

The boss made the right bet.