Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

This condescending tone made Shen Lanyin feel that she was stimulated by the divorce.

"Actually, I just glanced at it casually. The name was so convoluted that I couldn't remember it clearly."

Song Weiyu nodded. Those few words had evoked her memories of the row of drug names on Li He's computer.

"Thanks…"

She took out her mobile phone and opened the search, walking unsteadily towards the corner.

Shen Lanyin looked at the lost and thin figure and smiled sarcastically, "Look, after the divorce, she immediately stopped being arrogant. She has been crazy in the capital for more than 20 years. Why? It's just because Fu Haitang is doting on her. ”

"Haha... I'll see if she can be more arrogant in the future..."

A group of people nodded in agreement. They were already jealous of Song Weiyu's figure and appearance, not to mention that she had such a man protecting her behind her.

He breathed out inexplicably.

When everyone pointed, a cautious voice next to them was slightly puzzled: "But even if she is divorced, she is still the biological mother of the three young masters of the Fu family..."

……

"She is not only the biological mother of the three young masters of the Fu family, she is also my best friend, Li Nian, and my annual C seat guest at the Shaw Brothers celebration."

Li Nian was busy for a long time and finally came over to find Song Weiyu when he was free. He saw Shen Lanyin gesticulating at her.

She rushed over with her skirt in hand: "Shen Lanyin, did I give you an invitation? Why are you here!"

"You didn't give it, but the Shaw Group gave the Shen family an invitation. Of course I'm coming..."

"Shit Shen! If you keep trying, I'll tear your mouth apart..."

Li Nian glared and wanted to continue rushing, but Shao Guoren grabbed him by the waist and picked him up. He turned around and walked towards the main stage.

His feet were fluttering in the air with high heels: "Shao Guoren, put it down."

"Baby, don't make trouble. Wait until the celebration is over before venting your anger on your bestie. Hiss... don't grab my hair! Let go..."

"what!"

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Shao Guoren carried his head on stage with a weird chicken nest-like back. If you look closely, you can see that there is a nail scratch on his neck.

A loud voice announced that the ceremony would start in half an hour, and everyone was asked to sit down quickly.

The sound was transmitted to every corner of the hall through sixteen speakers. Song Weiyu sat alone behind a pillar, clutching his mobile phone and staring at the search content without blinking.

Paroxetine hydrochloride, amitriptyline, fluoxetine, sertraline, mirtazapine tablets…

It was a medicine that she had never touched before, but she felt familiar because she had seen it before, on Li He's computer.

Looking down, every word is like a knife.

Medication for mental illness.

Efficacy: depression, bipolar disorder, anxiety disorder, alleviation of suicidal tendencies…

Side effects: Apathy, confusion, insomnia, dizziness and forgetfulness, abdominal pain and anorexia...

There were so many side effects that by the time she read the second line, her eyes were blurred by tears and she couldn't see anything.

Now she has eyes, but she looks like a blind person.

Song Weiyu was crying and laughing, not just now! She was blind all along!

How many times did she get close to the truth? How many times did she know that Fu Haitang was suffering from depression if she cared a little more about him.

why?

Why didn't Li He ask more questions when he took the strange doctor to Fu's?

Why didn't he find out what kind of medicine it was when he saw Fu Haitang taking a lot of medicine?

Why didn't you immediately take a photo of his medication records and search them online when you saw them?

Why does she always leave so easily.

"Song Weiyu, you fool, you idiot..."

The belated self-blame and heartache were like an avalanche, weighing her down and suffocating her.

She couldn't stop crying, so she could only find a bathroom to hide and wipe the tears off her face with a hand towel.

Seeing my arms while washing my hands.

That day she was at Fu's. When Fu Haitang pushed her behind the door, she pushed his arm hard. At that time, Fu Haitang was trembling all over, his face was pale and there were beads of sweat on his face.

It's like the pain is almost unbearable.

If there was no wound on his arm, why would he react so strongly?

When she wanted to ask in detail, Fu Haitang pushed her out and told her to get out.

At that time, she was only thinking about herself and was so angry that she didn't know how to ask him if he was feeling unwell!

He must have been terribly sad at the time.

If you cared more about him then...if you didn't leave then...if...

It's a pity no.

She later discovered that since then, she had never seen Fu Haitang roll up his shirt sleeves.

So that day, was the shirt stained with red wine in the office really red wine?

Suicidal tendencies, four big words suddenly rushed into my mind...

"Fu Haitang...Fu Haitang..." Song Weiyu splashed cold water on his face, lowered his head and burst into the sink with tears, and kept chanting his name.

"You are obviously so arrogant and arrogant. You obviously have everything. How could you have... depression?"

My heart was clenched, and every time I cried, it was heartbreaking.

She obviously loved him and wanted to protect him, but why did she end up hurting him?

After crying enough, she straightened her appearance in the mirror.

The person in the mirror has red eyes, slightly swollen lips, and pale face.

Even so, a beauty is a beauty after all, and even her eyes that are red from crying look pitiful and helpless.

She raised a fearless smile in the mirror, "Wait for me, I'll be right back."

This time, if you ask me to get out again, I won’t listen to you.