Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Therefore, she had seen the sea of ​​stars and the warm moonlight shining on the earth, so how could she be attracted by the light of fireflies before her eyes?

When Song Weiyu mentioned him, her bright facial features revealed a sense of happiness and peace.

He smiled and then looked at Zhao Yiyi again.

"Also, I want to add that what you said would be punishable by execution in our country."

After listening to her words, Zhao Yiyi made a rough comparison in her mind.

The way Song Weiyu looked when she mentioned her ex-husband and her disgust when she mentioned Han Guanshan were immediately apparent.

She doesn't like Han Guanshan.

Realizing this, Zhao Yiyi's hostility was reduced by half, and she asked, "You let me into the room not just to show off your man, right? Do you have something to say to me?"

Song Weiyu didn't feel like he was showing off to Fu Haitang.

After a moment's eye roll, I thought maybe this was a bit of a show-off. Who made my ex-husband so impressive?

"Well, I do have something to work with you on."

"cooperate?"

"Yes, there is nothing to hide. To be honest, I don't want to go to Southeast Asia. I just want to get the antidote for my ex-husband. And you don't want me to go to Southeast Asia either, right?"

Of course Zhao Yiyi doesn’t want that!

If Song Weiyu went to Southeast Asia, would there still be a place for her?

In an instant, Zhao Yiyi forgot that she still had to avenge her cousin. Cousin or not, Han Guanshan was more important.

"How do you want me to help you?"

"I will get the antidote in the next few days, but I need you to help me leave the resort. The time is three days from now, and someone will come to pick me up then."

Zhao Yiyi hesitated.

"If Master Han knew about this, he would definitely not let me go..."

"As long as you don't say anything and I don't say anything, no one will know about this. But what I want to make sure of is..." Song Weiyu looked at her steadily, "You won't betray me, right?"

Zhao Yiyi frowned, "I wish you wouldn't go to Southeast Asia! But this is too risky, I have to think about it."

Song Weiyu nodded. She didn't believe Zhao Yiyi either, so she deliberately got the time wrong and moved it forward two days.

The first day was uneventful.

At night, the moonlight is like jade, clear, elegant and moist.

Song Weiyu stayed in the game interface most of the time. Han Guanshan was used to her playing games to pass the time, so he sat on the sofa opposite the bed to handle business.

The hand holding the phone tightened.

Finally, the game friend’s avatar, which had been gray all the time, lit up.

Song Weiyu glanced at Han Guanshan nervously, clicked in, and sent [. ]

Two words back: [I am here]

She looked at these two words, couldn't help but choked up with tears in her eyes, and replied with trembling fingertips, "Are you okay? Are you obedient, take your medicine and rest well?"

【Have】

The tears that I dare not shed all soak into my heart, filling it up so much that even if I pinch a handful of them, they are filled with the tide of longing.

The other party then sent a message, [I just miss you so much, thinking of you, the injuries on my body don’t hurt so much anymore]

At this time, Fu Haitang was sitting in the car, with cold wind blowing in through the half-open window.

He no longer cared about the pain in his body or the gnawing at his bones, because the worry and longing for her in his heart far outweighed the physical discomfort.

The depression got worse overnight and he couldn't eat anymore, so he just stayed in his car.

Then drive on the road closest to the resort.

Staring blankly for a long time.

Waiting without hope.

Sometimes the mind becomes so confused that one can’t remember anything, forgets one’s identity and status, and even forgets where one comes from.

But remember who you are waiting for.

I remember who put the wedding ring on his ring finger.

[Hubby, you have to take good care of yourself and don’t make me worry. I don’t want to see you lose weight again]

After sending this message, Song Weiyu felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart, but when he remembered that Chen Fang said he was fine, he forced himself not to think too much about it.

With so many people caring about him and taking care of him, he should be fine.

In the Bentley, the man's eyes were dark, and were only briefly illuminated by the light of his cell phone when a message rang.

These days, he has watched the sunrise and sunset in the car. Under the torture of drugs and depression, life has no other meaning. Only when he is closest to her can he feel that he is still breathing.

[I'm fine, everything is fine except missing you]

Li He came out of the car behind, glanced at him and wanted to scold him, but when he saw Fu Haitang's weak and lifeless face, he held it back.

He took out the infusion bottle, unplugged the empty one in his hand, and replaced it with a new one.

Shao Guoren lay on the steering wheel of the rear car, his eyes blurred with tears.

His brother Fu, who was so powerful that he could cover the sky with one hand, had been here for three days and three nights, without eating or drinking, and relying entirely on intravenous drips to stay alive.

How could it become like this.

Li He returned to the back car, crossed his arms and closed his eyes to rest. "If this continues, Fu Haitang won't be able to wait for the antidote. In less than a week, he will drive himself to death."