Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

As the off-road vehicle drove to the northern part of Beijing.

Her uneasy heart gradually calmed down.

This place... It's not like she hasn't been here before. Back then, the underworld was rampant and the group fighting for territory wanted to force Han Guanshan to hand over their trading channels. They found out that she had a special relationship with Han Guanshan, so they tied her up here and threatened him. She was tortured.

After she came out, all the people in the nightclubs in Beijing who knew about her relationship with Han Guanshan disappeared overnight.

At that time, she and Fu Haitang already had an eldest son. She had a bright future, but he was in darkness all the way.

At this point, Han Guanshan gradually became estranged from her.

A few years later, she fell into the river. Han Guanshan searched for her day and night, and they met again.

The wheels crushed the messy memories, and Jingbei Shulou slowly appeared in the field of vision.

Song Weiyu glanced at the exquisite Chinese-style building from the car window. Against the backdrop of the gloomy weather, it looked like a sleeping beast waiting to be eaten and drink blood before it could wake up.

There was still a hint of fear beneath his calm eyes.

She forced herself to think about Fu Haitang, who was her support and her belief.

She tidied her hair and clothes, followed the gangsters out of the car, and stepped into the renovated building again. Her mentality was no longer the same as before.

Last time it was passive, this time it is active.

The first floor is a hall and dining table decorated in pure Chinese style, and the second floor is a private tea room for special guests.

The air was filled with sandalwood scent. Female tea artists, dressed in exquisite Chinese robes, walked between the first and second floors. Their every move was elegant and graceful.

The part above the ground is so elegant and pure, while the part hidden underground is so dark and evil.

Lin Yu’s office is on the easternmost side of the second floor.

Song Weiyu thought he would be taken directly underground, but unexpectedly he was brought in front of Lin Yu.

Lin Yu was lazily sitting in the boss chair, "Yo~"

The man's lustful gaze was unabashedly sweeping over her body, from top to bottom. "Tsk tsk tsk... No wonder the rich wives in your circle are whispering about you behind your back, saying that you are as flamboyant as a goblin. Sure enough, you have something to offer."

Song Weiyu glanced at him coldly, her classical and bright appearance was coated with a layer of silver frost, making her even more intriguing.

"Tell me, how could Chen Fang be willing to sacrifice you?"

"Men are not all the same. When it comes to power and status, women are just tools for you to fight for power and profit."

Lin Yu agreed and nodded, then beckoned the second in command, "Lin Hu, take good care of the people, don't let them die or become disabled, so that Chen Fang won't cause trouble to me again."

"You've already got the person, why do you still care about Chen Fang? Didn't Master Han say that life or death doesn't matter, as long as the person is delivered to him. Just think about it, brother, sending her to the fourth floor underground, what a gimmick, the admission fee for one night will be huge!"

Lin Yu didn't say anything, staring at Song Weiyu's stubborn face.

Lin Hu was right. The former Mrs. Fu was a big enough sensation. Moreover, she was the person Han Guanshan specifically requested. If she appeared, she could earn a month's admission fee in one night.

"No, Chen Fang is nothing, but Fu Haitang will not sit idly by. We can't afford to offend the Fu family."

Lin Hu stared at her fiercely, opened his mouth, and then lowered his head and said, "You are right. Even if she is divorced, the three young masters of the Fu family are not easy to deal with. Come on, I will serve her well. Then... send her to the backyard of your small villa to keep her?"

Song Weiyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they didn't have to go underground.

Before she could rejoice for long, Lin Yu shook his head.

"No, we can't raise her too well. We can't afford to offend Fu Haitang, and we can't afford to offend Mr. Han even more. She has a grudge against Mr. Han. If Mr. Han knew that we raised this woman like a bodhisattva, he would probably vent his anger on us."

"Just don't let her get hurt. Keep a close eye on her and lock her up in the basement."

His eyes were then covered with a black cloth.

Lin Hu grabbed her arm very hard and dragged her away impatiently.

The steps leading to the basement level gradually lost their protection from the sunlight, and Song Weiyu's body also became silent.

Empty, moldy, damp.

The sound of high heels echoed in the cold brick structure. The maze-like road, with twists and turns, consumed all the warmth of the sunlight left on her body.

Lin Hu's palm touched the smooth white wall, and the wall in front of him slowly moved away. A dozen or so gangsters who were playing cards around the table immediately threw down their cards, stood up and bowed.

"Second brother."

"Yes." Lin Hu pushed Song Weiyu in and pulled open the black cloth. "Find a cage with fewer people and put him in it."