Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Shao Guoren was choked, then he happily took out his phone: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? My wife loves playing in the snow. I'll call her over too!"

Li He glanced at Fu Haitang, who was smiling and coaxing the little woman beside him to finish the vegetables on the plate.

There were ten thousand questions in my mind, but they were suppressed by the four words "cherish what you have now".

"Li He, call Gu Zhen as well. We haven't gotten together for a long time. Don't forget that we would get together to drink and watch movies on the first snow of the year in previous years."

Song Weiyu grinned at him.

Li He smiled back, nodded, and sent a WeChat message to Gu Zhen, "Lawyer Gu is very busy and usually has no time to talk to me."

In less than a minute, Gu Zhen replied to WeChat, "I'll be there right away."

Li He raised an eyebrow at WeChat. It was rare for her to be so positive.

The people at the table were chatting while waiting for Shao Guoren to finish the leftovers. "Come on, sister-in-law, let me make you a snowman! Look, I'll make a big one for you. I guarantee that your doorstep will become a popular check-in spot again."

Song Weiyu got a headache whenever he thought about this.

The last time Shao Guoren mentioned was Valentine's Day many years ago.

At the instigation of the third brother, Fu Haitang filled the entire wall outside the Fu residence with flowers overnight.

What a spectacular flower wall it is!

Not only roses, but also various kinds of flowers are stacked up one after another. There is not a single blank spot in the more than 300-meter-long flower wall. It is brilliant, gorgeous, prosperous and charming, just like his flamboyant love.

So much so that the next morning there was a commotion outside that Song Weiyu thought there was a quarrel, so he rushed out in his slippers, eager to see what was going on.

who knew...

There were people outside the door taking pictures, and some even lined up consciously.

She stared at the endless flower wall, and before she could close her mouth, she followed the direction of the queue and saw a huge glass rose taller than the wall standing next to the gate.

It has no color and is pure and transparent.

She covered her mouth with her hands, looking at the giant rose and the young couple smiling and taking pictures under the rose.

When the breeze blows, the whole street is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

When her eyes were filled with tears, her Mr. Fu leaned against the door leisurely, looking at her and smiling at her.

At that time, she was wrapped in a pink pajamas and wearing slippers. She didn't even have time to wash her face, and she was not wearing any makeup, her skin was pure white and natural.

However, she had not yet realized that what was about to overflow in her heart was not only emotion, but also love for this man.

……

At this moment, Butler Zhang smiled and opened the door.

Shao Guoren took off his suit, rolled up his sweater sleeves, and instructed the servants at home to bring him clean snow.

Fu Haitang couldn't do anything. He was only responsible for watching and finding faults. "Make the bottom plate bigger. Put some more snow here."

Song Weiyu held the snow in her hands with gloves on, "So? Husband, is it so?"

She was having so much fun that she didn't realize she was just yelling.

Fu Haitang didn't even remind her to call him her ex-husband. She laughed carefreely, "Yeah, that's right. Baby is awesome."

Li He felt unlucky, so he tapped his ears and made a snowball and threw it at Fu Haitang, hitting him right in the chest.

"Okay, Li He, you dare to hit my brother!"

Fu Haitang didn't even need to do anything. Shao Guoren picked up a handful of snow and threw it over, hitting Li Nian in the face as she just got off the car.

"Ah! Shao Guo let me kill you!"

Li Nian stuffed the hot milk tea in his hand to Song Weiyu, bent down to take off a piece of the snowman's chassis, and chased Shao Guoren around the yard with it.

Song Weiyu laughed so hard in Fu Haitang's arms that she couldn't straighten her waist. After she finally calmed down, she took off her gloves, inserted the straw into the milk tea, and brought it to Fu Haitang's mouth: "Hubby, drink it first~"

When Fu Haitang heard her call him "husband", she felt that she would be instantly killed by the sweetness if she drank her milk tea again.

"No, it's too sweet."

Song Weiyu tasted it first and said, "It's not too sweet. Li Nian knows that I drink 50% sugar. Why don't you try it?"

"Really? Then why do I feel like the sugar level is too high?"

Fu Haitang lowered his head to glance at the person nestling in his arms, raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth and took a sip under her expectant eyes.

Song Weiyu held the milk tea in her hand, her eyes sparkling with reflection of the snow, and she waited eagerly for the man's five-star review.

"It's OK. The milk tea isn't sweet, but it's still greasy..."

"How can it be greasy if it's not sweet?" She frowned in dissatisfaction and bit the taro ball.

Fu Haitang laughed twice, lowered his head and leaned close to her ear: "Ex-wife is sweet."

"It's not...you!" Song Weiyu pinched his waist with a red face, but he still looked serious, elegant and calm.

"Beast in clothes!"

Fu Haitang suppressed his laughter, ruffled her hair, grabbed a handful of snow and sprinkled it gently on her head: "Mrs. Fu, your hair has turned white."