Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Without any underwear to wear, her pajamas were raised to an alluring curve. As she struggled feebly, the man's eyes were filled with lust.

Han Guanshan raised his eyes and glanced at the road she had been longing for.

Jealousy, an emotion he sneered at, quickly sprouted and grew into a towering tree that almost crushed his chest.

"It's too low here. How about I take you to a higher place to see?"

"no, do not want…"

Unable to wait for her to resist, Han Guanshan held her in one arm and walked out of the room.

During the tug of war, the clothes on Song Weiyu's shoulders slipped down a few inches, revealing her seductive collarbone.

He turned back, pulled off the coat hanging beside him, and wrapped her tightly.

The coat was filled with the smell of his cigarettes. She was trapped and had nowhere to escape. She bit her lip and said nothing.

The man held her tightly and stopped only when they reached the top of the highest building.

The wind was strong in the mountains, and her waist-length hair was blown out of her coat, tangling around his chest.

"Song Weiyu, what were you looking at in the room just now? You were not looking to see if anyone would come to save you, were you?"

Han Guanshan took her, step by step, closer to the edge of the roof. The more the person in his arms resisted, the more ostentatious the smile on his face became.

The gloomy and unruly laughter was blown away by the cold wind. Although it was extremely cold, a layer of sweat oozed from her body.

My foot is already on the edge and is about to fall.

There is a cliff on one side and a demon on the other.

"Han Guanshan! No one will come to save me, I won't leave! I'm just standing by the window..."

She tiptoed and tried to move back, but the man stuck to her.

"You won't leave? Really?" Han Guanshan put one arm around her slender waist and used the other hand to hook her hair and play with it.

Song Weiyu looked down at her feet, feeling a sense of weightlessness and dizziness. She closed her eyes tightly and said hurriedly: "I won't leave you, no!"

"This is the baby you talked about. If you break your promise again, then..."

He suddenly let go.

"Ah!" A short, sharp scream.

Song Weiyu leaned her entire body out from the roof, but before she could feel despair, the man grabbed her back into his arms.

After experiencing life and death, her legs were too weak to stand. Song Weiyu grabbed the man's T-shirt with both hands, and tears dripped onto his chest.

Han Guanshan smiled wickedly, raised his hand to lift her chin, looked at her lips soaked with tears, and couldn't help but lower his head.

Song Weiyu reflexively turned his head away.

His lips fell on the woman's cheek, stained with tears, and he licked it, feeling a little bitter.

But as long as she is here, it doesn't matter how hard it is.

"So baby, you'd better stay by my side this time, otherwise, I don't mind throwing you again."

On the way back, Song Weiyu buried her cheek in the crook of his neck.

The fear in his heart was still there, and the look of disgust and resentment in his eyes was obscured by a shadow.

However, after this time, she was sure that Fu Haitang was really outside. But why did he stay on the road for a long time, waiting without hope?

This is not something he would do, so is his condition getting worse again? How serious is it?

And when does Han Guanshan plan to assassinate Fu Haitang?

She thought about it all night, and the worry made her breathless.

The next day, she was not in a good mood. She thought about asking Han Guanshan for his cell phone today and told Fu Haitang not to come again.

She really wasn't sure what this madman Han Guanshan would do.

But unfortunately, Han Guanshan didn't show up today.

When Gu Yanqing came in to deliver breakfast, he said, "Master Han said that if you feel bored in the room, you can go out for a walk. He is busy with things outside these days and probably won't be back."

Not coming back?

Are you planning to kill Fu Haitang?

Song Weiyu's heart tightened. He ate a few bites in a hurry, put on his coat, and walked out of the room.

How can I contact Fu Haitang without a mobile phone?

After thinking for a while, she slowly covered her heart, breathing softly, hunched over with a look of pain on her face.

"What's wrong with you? Is your heart feeling uncomfortable again? Just hold on, I'll take you to the hospital right away!" Gu Yanqing shouted anxiously in her ear, helped her into a car, drove out of the resort, and hurried to the hospital in front.

Zhao Yiyi watched her leave the resort, and smiled as she sent a message to Han Guanshan, "Master Han, I just saw that my sister seemed to have heart problems, and Yan Qing took her to our hospital. Do you want to come back and see her?"

Are you feeling heartache?

On the rooftop of the hospital, the man stared with cold eyes at the car that came out of the resort and suddenly stopped at the outpatient building at his feet.

From this angle, the woman's already thin body was even more vulnerable to the cold wind.