Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Marry?

She still vowed today that she would kill him.

If she really married him, wouldn't she be so angry that she would faint?

After much thought, Han Guanshan decided that he should return to Southeast Asia first. Since he had promised her, he would give her the antidote as long as she went with him.

Of course I can't go back on my word.

"Qingye, go and copy down the antidote for the medicine that Fu Haitang has and give it to me."

"Brother...what are you doing?"

"I'll use Fu Haitang's antidote in exchange for her returning to Southeast Asia with me."

Zhou Qingye touched his head and confirmed again, "Really? Or give Sister Qi a fake one?"

Han Guanshan sneered, "Fu Haitang's brain is already damaged. Even if there is an antidote, the brain damage is irreversible. Besides, I don't want to lie to her."

He had done so many evil things, but he had never lied to her.

at the same time.

Outside Song Weiyu's room, Zhao Yiyi held a plate of colorful cakes and said, "I made it myself and wanted to give it to this sister to try. Why, you won't even let me in?"

The four guards shook their heads. "Sorry, Master Han said that no one is allowed to enter this room except the person inside."

Zhao Yiyi suppressed the jealousy in her eyes and was about to leave.

A woman's cold voice came from inside the door, "Yan Qing, let her in."

"Yes."

Zhao Yiyi entered the room and looked around the bedroom.

Most of the time in the past, Han Guanshan would vent his anger with her and then go back to this bedroom to sleep, and she rarely stayed overnight with him.

The reason Han Guanshan gave was that he was used to being vigilant and was afraid that he would accidentally kill her in the middle of the night if he wasn't paying attention.

She didn't know whether it was true or not, but she chose to believe it.

On the table next to the inky black bed, there was a bunch of brilliant flowers in various colors, many of which she had never seen before.

Song Weiyu followed her line of sight and glanced at the table. "I prefer these small wild flowers. They are beautiful and unrestrained, not the same old thing."

Zhao Yiyi put down the colorful cake, and Song Weiyu directly picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

"You! Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"

Song Weiyu smiled. In the soft light of the afternoon, she had thick waist-length hair and a gentle smile. "Don't be afraid. You are not stupid enough to poison someone with your real name."

Zhao Yiyi felt extremely uncomfortable, because the woman in front of her was not only beautiful and flawless, but also intelligent and decent.

No wonder I heard that she was the famous mistress of the Fu family in the capital.

Song Weiyu forked up the second piece and said, "It's delicious. I happened to be on a hunger strike today. Don't tell Han Guanshan that I ate this secretly."

Zhao Yiyi had prepared a lot of provocative words, but she didn't say a single one.

Song Weiyu chewed and asked, "Did he go to your room just now?"

Zhao Yiyi thought she was jealous, and immediately remembered the purpose of her coming here. She raised her head and said, "Yes, he said he missed me a lot..."

"But he didn't touch you."

Song Weiyu put down his fork with a smile. His face was extremely gentle, but revealed a calm and stubborn look.

Zhao Yiyi's pitiful sense of pride froze in an instant.

Han Guanshan has been leading his team in jungle combat for many years. He is either fighting or killing every day. He has extremely strong physical fitness and at the same time, his desires are also extremely strong.

He has slept with countless women.

But today, he actually said that he was not interested.

Could it be that he had slept with Song Weiyu these days? So he had no desire?

He looked at Song Weiyu's body with a puzzled look. Although the woman was wearing loose home pajamas, her exquisite curves were still slightly highlighted.

Song Weiyu frowned, a little disgusted, "Stop thinking about that. Han Guanshan has never touched me, and I can't let him touch me. I think it's dirty."

This is the first time I heard someone say Han Guanshan is dirty.

Zhao Yiyi was unconvinced, "Dirty? Master Han is very charming. Have you ever seen him commanding a battle? No matter how critical the situation is, he is not afraid. He can even fly a fighter plane. He can use every kind of gun and cannon. In Southeast Asia, Master Han is a legend."

Song Weiyu pulled the corner of his lips and sneered: "In your eyes, this is called charm?"

Zhao Yiyi was puzzled, "What else..."

"Do you know my ex-husband?"

"I've heard of him. He's the CEO of Fu Group. I've seen him in the financial news. Hmm... he's very good-looking."

Song Weiyu smiled with narrowed eyes, with a hint of boasting in the corners of his eyes, "Good looks should be his least noteworthy advantage. Do you know how many jobs he has created? Do you know how much tax he can pay for our country every year?

This includes the schools, roads, and free hospitals he funded in the poor mountainous areas...he spends hundreds of millions of dollars on charity every year.

Also, every time there is an earthquake relief operation, Fu’s relief supplies are always delivered to the scene first…”

Before she finished speaking, Song Weiyu choked up, her eyes were out of focus, and her mind was full of that elegant and noble man.

There are so many advantages, and every one of them is worth mentioning.

She didn't know that she had already been immersed in the long years of his protection, and her love was deep in her bones and could not be hidden.