Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Song Weiyu heard the woman's coquettish tone.

She lowered her head, picked up the chopsticks, and steadily picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, but before she could put it on the plate, it fell on the table.

Her face was expressionless, showing no signs of emotion, and Shi Ran went to pick up the second piece.

Han Guanshan originally wanted to hang up, but seeing that she looked as if it had nothing to do with him, he stood up and went to the side to answer the phone.

"Why, did you miss me?" The man's hoarse voice from smoking reached the dining table.

Song Weiyu fanned her feathery eyelashes and fluttered them twice, then bit the pork chops lightly and chewed them slowly.

Not knowing what the woman said, Han Guanshan chuckled, his voice was lazy and pleasant, "Be good and wait for me to come back."

After eating the second piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, Song Weiyu felt that the food cooked by the chef today was not tasty enough because he put too much vinegar and it was a bit sour.

He is still on the phone.

Song Weiyu threw away the chopsticks, went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, ran to the bed, covered his head and went to sleep.

She heard footsteps and pulled the quilt tighter.

Han Guanshan stood beside the bed, looking at the person covered with the quilt with amusement. He reached out and gently lifted the quilt, but it didn't move.

"Get up and eat."

"I'm full. I want to sleep. Please go away."

"Then eat with me."

Song Weiyu threw back the quilt and glared at him impatiently, "Stay with me, stay with me. Go back to Southeast Asia, there will be plenty of people to eat with you! Why are you staying here and having to look at my face?"

After saying this, Han Guanshan stared at her thoughtfully.

Until Song Weiyu looked away with guilt in his eyes.

He sneered in a low voice, "You still have the same problem. You are a dog, always guarding your food."

Song Weiyu refused to admit it, holding the quilt and said stubbornly: "Who is protecting food? You are not in my bowl, I am too lazy to protect you!"

He added, "It's too late to hate you."

Han Guanshan took out his cell phone and threw it to her.

"If you don't like it, just change her note. It's up to you."

She refused to take it. She rolled her eyes at the phone and muttered, "Why should I change someone's name? There's more than one person in the world whose nickname is Qiqi. Call me that. I don't care."

Han Guanshan wanted to explain, but when he saw her cold and distant look, he didn't say anything.

He sat alone at the table, ate a few bites, and then asked someone to clear the table.

He leaned back in his chair, took out a cigarette and started smoking, his eyes casually falling on her through the thin smoke.

The heartless guy on the bed was playing Candy Crush with a frown on his face.

The soft long hair goes around the ears and falls on the fair arms. The eyelashes are very long, flying like wings, making people feel confused.

Amid the sound effects of the game, a man's voice that was neither happy nor angry was heard, "I'll give you one chance. Come with me and I'll give the antidote to Fu Haitang."

Song Weiyu was stunned.

Then he looked at him excitedly, "What did you say? Say it again!"

Han Guanshan didn't repeat it. He just smoked and looked at her. He saw a light in her eyes that didn't belong to him.

"Think about it."

No sleep for one night.

In the early morning of the next day, the sunlight slowly opened the night sky.

She was groggy and had a nightmare with her eyes closed.

In her dream, she was on a plane to Southeast Asia, but she saw Fu Haitang said to him with despair: "If you are not here, the antidote will be poison to me."

She dreamed that Chen Fang said in a dilemma, "If he takes you out of the country, it will be very difficult to catch him... Then everything we have done will be in vain..."

She dreamed that Song Song called her aggrievedly, "Mom, don't you want me again?"

……

Walking up and down the rooftop, the man also found it difficult to fall asleep.

The scarlet flames on his fingertips flickered, and he looked at the dark blue sky, hesitating about his decision.

It was not an easy task to get her out of Han Guanshan's resort within a week.

However, Fu Haitang cannot undergo surgery at this time. If he really dies on the operating table, it means... the agreement he signed with his superiors that year will be terminated immediately.

Don't forget, the content of the agreement is: from the time of inheriting the Fu family until my death...

When the sky brightened, Chen Fang and his men appeared at the entrance of the resort.

Sun Hexi smiled and said to Zhou Qingye: "We are all on Mr. Han's ship. We are all family members."

Zhou Qingye glanced at Chen Fang and said, "Boss Chen is quite capable. He was hiding well before, and now he controls the transactions between Jingnan and Jingxi. It seems that half of the nightlife in Beijing is yours."

Chen Fang sneered, "I was forced to do this. In the nightlife scene, it's either you or me."

Zhou Qingye agreed.

Arriving at the villa in the center of the resort, Zhou Qingye leaned against the door to listen to the sounds and asked the gatekeeper.

"Are Boss and Sister Qi awake?"