Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

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Even Song Weiyu didn't know that he was followed by more than a dozen bodyguards.

At night, the painkillers I took had worn off, and every part of my body started to hurt.

She stayed close to her body with distress, holding a handkerchief to wipe his sweat bit by bit, and softly coaxed him to sleep.

This unprecedented patience made Chen Fang even more reluctant to let go.

"You will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. I will take you back to Zongheng. There are too many things going on in Jingxi and Jingnan recently. Just stay with me and don't go anywhere."

"Aren't we going back to Xiangshan Lake?"

Chen Fang said 'hmm', "From now on, you will follow me day and night."

He closed his eyes and endured the pain seeping from the bones in his body. A thin layer of sweat hung on his strong chest muscles, and the woman gently wiped it for him.

I was thinking, Fu Haitang can't just rob people.

The ten-mile underground foreign market is not that easy to break into.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep. Song Weiyu left the ward to find a nurse to give him painkillers.

I heard the little nurse muttering in the duty room.

"Isn't Sister Song Fu Dong's wife? Why are you sleeping with this man... I think the two of them are so intimate that it's fatal."

"You didn't know it when you first came here, but I have been working here for more than 10 years. The man inside was Sister Song's bodyguard in the early years. He has always protected her. He heard that he saved her several lives, so he became emotional."

Song Weiyu felt uncomfortable listening to it.

It's like having an affair revealed to the world, it's not very decent.

She hesitated to knock or not.

The little nurse replied abruptly: "Isn't it natural for bodyguards to protect their employers..."

"Dr. Fu is so unjustly wearing a cuckold."

Silk words passed through the crack in the door and wrapped around Song Weiyu's ears.

No one dared to say these words in front of her before.

Because everyone around her knows that Chen Fang is her preference and her taboo word.

When he was leaning against the wall in a daze, the elderly nurse added: "Who says it's not the case? The ward on the 19th floor used to be exclusive to the Fu family, but now that the owner is injured, he can only stay in the ward downstairs to take care of himself..."

Fu Haitang was injured?

Song Weiyu stood up from the wall and subconsciously walked to the elevator.

Take two steps and then stop, what are you going for? Forgot what he said last night?

He personally admitted that he had had sex with other women.

If it's dirty, you can't have it.

The worry in Song Weiyu's eyes gradually cooled down, and he knocked on the door of the nurse's duty room: "My lover is in terrible pain. Give him a painkiller injection."

The nurse responded and hurriedly found the doctor to prescribe medicine.

There were some sleep aid ingredients added to the painkillers. She patiently coaxed Chen Fang, and soon the man fell asleep.

But she became more and more awake.

Suddenly, I remembered Fu Haitang's illness before. She had never served him so nicely...and even looked down on him.

Not only that, Fu Haitang had a high fever at that time, and he had to coax her softly while feeling terribly uncomfortable.

...Why is Fu Haitang so good-tempered?

He wouldn't treat Zhao Han like this, right?

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she felt, as if a pestle and mortar were pounding into her heart. The words Fu Haitang were forcefully hammered into her flesh and blood.

She got up gently and stood by the window to get some air, trying not to think about that 'dirty' man anymore.

The moonlight filled the streets like a waterfall, and the whole world was covered with a layer of gauze.

She looked downstairs. It was very high, so everything in front of her was shrunk.

Even at this distance, Fu Haitang's long Bentley was still conspicuous, and the cars parked around it stayed away.

Like its owner, no matter where he stands, he is the most eye-catching one. He is aloof and contemptuous of everything, making people afraid to approach him.

Love is not influenced by will.

Even if you tell him ten thousand times in your heart, don't get close to him, but your heart is against you.

Song Weiyu stood by the window for two full hours. His feet were numb, his body was stiff, and his vision changed from clear to blurry.

Suddenly, it seemed like it was snowing.

She stared out the window. The snowflakes were not big and fluttering.

She stretched out her hand to catch it, and a few soft snowflakes fell on her palm. Before she could take a closer look, they melted into water droplets and penetrated into the palm lines.

What is more conspicuous than the snow is the white mark of the wedding ring at the root of the finger.

She stretched her hand far out the window to catch the snow. Under the moonlight, the white marks became more obvious.

I hurried out of the 19th floor.

I felt that the elevator was too slow, so I took the walking staircase next to it to go downstairs. I rushed outside the ward in one breath and pressed against the wall to regulate my breathing.

When he stopped breathing, he poked his eyes out and looked inside.

There was only one night light on in the ward, and the man was sleeping with water hanging on the back of his hand. The quilt covered his chest, rising and falling evenly.

She is like a little mouse.

Tip-toeing, he moved slowly against the wall.

After waiting for a long time, I moved to the bedside, wanting to see where his wound was, but I was afraid that moving would wake him up.

Just lying next to the bed and staring at Fu Haitang.

During the day, he kept his hair back meticulously. At night, after taking a shower, his hair hung softly and casually in front of his forehead. With the added gentleness, he looked even better.

The bridge of the nose is very straight, the eye sockets appear deep, and the ends of the eyes are raised, with a bit of unruly flavor.

Lips...

Her ears turned red, and she suddenly remembered that when they first fell in love, she sneaked into his office like this and secretly kissed him while he was taking a nap.

She was timid at that time and would always run away after a kiss.

Memories mixed with the dim light in front of me.

She watched quietly for a while, forgetting whether he was dirty or not, and forgetting that she had sworn not to come near him again.

He gently kissed the corner of the man's lips and said, "Fu Haitang, it's snowing..."