Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Up to now, Han Guanshan has become like an emotionless killing machine who finds fun in playing with the pain of others.

He was completely in a beastly state without any humanity at all, and every time he went too far, Zhou Qingye could only use Fu Liansong to suppress him.

"Brother, please do some good deeds for our Song Song."

"Brother, if you continue to abuse people without any reason, I guarantee that Song Song will never get the blind box she likes."

Han Guanshan would really restrain himself, then avoid Fu Haitang's eyes and secretly go to find Song Song.

Fu Liansong had been accustomed to this uncle who often appeared out of nowhere since he was a child. The two met for the first time when he was 6 years old.

At that time, Song Song frowned and looked at the man in front of him who was still wearing long trousers and long sleeves in the hot summer, and looked him up and said, "Uncle, do we know each other?"

Of course I know you. I am the first person in the world to hug you.

He said, "Boy, recognize me as your godfather. I will protect you for the rest of your life."

Song Song sneered while carrying a small schoolbag on his back, "Do I need your protection? Do you know who my biological father is? Do you know who my uncle is?"

"Only Fu Haitang and Chen Fang."

"But they are both too law-abiding. Even if they are combined, they can't beat me. So it's not a loss for you to recognize me as your godfather."

At that time, Han Guanshan's shirt covered the tattoos on his arms, but it could not cover up the hostility that had long been in him.

Fu Liansong glared at him, "My mom said that we can't hang out with bad guys who don't obey the law. Especially those who look like you..."

He raised his head and pointed at Han Guanshan's face: "Where did you get this scar? It's so long and deep..."

Han Guanshan moved his neck. The wound had healed long ago, but he still felt excruciating pain every moment. "My enemy cut it."

"Then he really hates you. That must be painful."

For some reason, Fu Liansong felt a pang in his heart. He frowned and stared at Han Guanshan without moving.

Han Guanshan said: "Your eyes are exactly like your mother's."

Fu Liansong suddenly realized, "Oh~ Another suitor of my mother, you should have told me earlier."

"Huh? How come she still has so many suitors after being married for so many years?" Han Guanshan asked with a smile.

"Not much. After all, my dad is strict and my uncle keeps a close eye on her. No one dares to get close to her. She just gets drunk in the bar every day and gives money to male models."

"Getting drunk? Every day?"

Han Guanshan's ruffian expression showed disbelief. She hardly drank, so how could she get drunk every day?

"My mother loves to drink. Butler Zhang said that she started to like drinking after I was born. Who knows? Women are naturally fickle..."

Little Lian Song is a smart kid. When he said this, his fair and tender face looked just like Qiqi when she was 6 years old, soft and tender like a piece of cake.

From then on, Han Guanshan secretly held and cherished the baby, wishing he could hold it in his mouth and raise it.

Fu Liansong was like a little flower in a greenhouse. Under his wings, he grew from a three-month-old cell to a 188cm tall young man today.

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The moist wind from the sea ruffled the boy's hair. He was bright, bold, and unrestrained. His wheat-colored body looked tall and strong under the bright sunshine of the South Island.

"Mom, I won't leave this time when I come back. My second brother arranged for me to accompany my second sister-in-law to study at Beijing University."

Song Weiyu licked the sweet wine on his lips. Song Jingming asked the third brother to return to China at this time. He must have known something.

The second brother’s thoughts are deeper than anyone else’s.

"Well, it's time for you to learn about company affairs. When your second brother was 20 years old, he was already able to handle things on his own. As for you, all you do is eat, drink and have fun every day!"

Song Weiyu slapped Song Song on the back of the head, looking very disappointed.

He felt wronged: "My dad said! I don't have to worry about the company's affairs! My elder brother and second brother will support me for the rest of my life!"

Fu Haitang spoiled him to no end and gave him shares that were almost equal to those of his two brothers. While his two brothers worked hard to make money, he just had to lie back and wait for dividends.

In other words, as long as Mr. Fu was alive, his two brothers would be working for him.

"Save that for when you're in front of your dad. I bet your dad will show up on your yacht in less than ten minutes."

Song Weiyu drank the champagne in his hand and looked towards the shore.