Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

She understood what he said.

Unknowingly, he stepped back to the door and peered inside with eyes wide open.

Only when she saw it did she feel that Zhao Han was in something wrong, as if he had taken some medicine. Moreover, who in his right mind would dare to speak to Fu Haitang in the tone just now? He also said there was a problem with his sexual orientation...

Fu Haitang was not annoyed. He kept smoking and looking at the frustrated Zhao Han as if he were watching a monkey.

The woman was about to take off her black velvet nightgown and throw herself on the sofa.

Song Weiyu didn't control his strength well, and accidentally opened the door with a slap.

There was silence in the room for a moment.

Fu Haitang was leaning on the sofa and smoking, but the smile on his lips gradually spread, causing his eyes to be full of indescribable joy.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong floor. You are busy."

Song Weiyu covered his eyes and wanted to close the door.

Zhao Han didn't know where the confidence came from. After drinking the glass of water, she felt that her whole body was full of fighting spirit, "Isn't this Fu Dong's ex-wife? Why did she come to her door in the middle of the night... Could she be here to seduce our Fu Dong? "General?"

Song Weiyu looked at Zhao Han's sexy nightgown, and then at her own gray-pink silk home clothes.

Anyone wear this to seduce men?

But she was too lazy to explain, always feeling like she was trying to win favor by explaining.

But she had to scold him back.

When she opened the door completely, the lights in the corridor were white and very bright. They were spread behind her and seemed to bring light to the darkness.

The gray-pink silk is so light and attached to the skin. When the white light hits, the whole person is elegant and ascetic.

There is no room for blasphemy, and the taste of a wife is something that people can’t help but want to get involved with.

"Then Miss Zhao hasn't seduced you yet? I see that Mr. Fu is not responding. How about I teach you?"

She folded her hands in front of her belly and leaned against the door with a sincere look on her face.

As her eyes wandered, she glanced at the man on the sofa who had been looking at her with a smile, and added: "I am good at seducing him. Miss Zhao, do you want to learn? I can teach on the spot."

Fu Haitang raised his eyebrows slightly and stubbed out most of the remaining cigarette.

Zhao Han looked at Song Weiyu with an expression of "I really want to learn", but didn't see the movements of the man on the sofa behind him.

The man leaned his back against the sofa, opened his arms to the woman at the door, hooked his fingers, and smiled wildly.

Song Weiyu saw everything, his face became hot and he quickly turned away his eyes, reaching out to cover the long hair beside his ears to cover up his beating heart.

Needless to say, her ex-husband was indeed very charming and seductive.

Zhao Han felt a little dizzy, even a little confused, and pinched his thigh: "...What can you do?"

Song Weiyu squinted her eyes and smiled, and her hair trembled with her smile.

"It's simple, go and make your face look like Song Weiyu."

The woman pursed her lips and smiled until tears welled up in her eyes. It was obviously just a simple silk pajamas, but the waterfall-like long hair made Fu Haitang feel charming.

She made an S-shape in the air with her hands again, and continued to give Zhao Han advice: "Make your breasts bigger, make your waist thinner, and your butt...a little more upturned."

"When the time comes, I guarantee that you will be able to seduce Dong Fu, and maybe he will be completely devoted to you."

Look at Mrs. Fu running around people as aggressively as ever.

Fu Haitang felt comfortable in his heart. This was a thorn flower that he had raised with his own hands. It was not only made with a lot of money, but also with Fu Haitang's hard work.

Leaning on the sofa, he watched the woman smile sweetly and wildly without blinking.

My palms itched and my throat felt dry, I swallowed hard.

Zhao Han heard the joking in her tone, turned around and yelled at Fu Haitang: "Dr. Fu, you just let your ex-wife bully me like this? I'm just young and don't understand this. Your ex-wife doesn't know how to seduce men."

She wiped away her tears and looked at the man on the sofa eagerly.

Fu Haitang was reluctant to take his eyes back from the door, "I told you that Mrs. Fu has a bad temper. No one in the entire West Second Ring Road dares to mess with her. You have to show up in front of her."

Zhao Han held his breath tightly in his chest. Others didn't dare to mess with her, but she did.

Her cousin is Han Guanshan.

Han Guanshan originally wanted to kill Song Weiyu, so why not just find someone to kill her... Just so she could take credit in front of Han Guanshan.

"Mrs. Fu, she is a woman who was kicked out by Mrs. Fu for cheating on her."

Zhao Han walked up to Song Weiyu with a look of ridicule and said, "Song Weiyu, how many more days do you think you can still be arrogant..."

Song Weiyu didn't know that Han Guanshan was still alive.

I just thought that Zhao Han was talking about the day of her official divorce.

"I don't know how many days I can be arrogant, but I am sure that if I don't want to divorce after 20 days, then this marriage will last forever."

"Song Weiyu! You..."

"So, before I decide whether to get this divorce certificate or not, please be honest with me. If I see you dressed like this and hooking up with Fu Haitang again, I really won't divorce you in this marriage."