Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Only after he said this did Song Weiyu dare to look over.

Chen Fang faced her, kneeling in the middle of the elevator with his head down. His hair was clotted with blood and flowed along his brow.

The shirt was almost torn apart, soaked with blood and sticking to the body...

Bones were visible in some parts of his body, but he was still gritting his teeth and trying hard to stay awake. He coughed twice, bringing out a mouthful of blood.

Surrounding his feet were the bodies of six people.

Song Weiyu had tears in his eyes and was in so much pain that he lost his voice. It was hard to imagine how he could have killed six knife-wielding thugs in such a small and enclosed space?

"Chen Fang..."

She reached out her hand but didn't dare hug him for fear of hurting him.

But where on his body wasn't it hurting?

Chen Fang was holding his suit in his hand, which she had bought for him once. In fact, every suit he had was bought by her personally.

She used to always love to stay in his arms, kiss his chin and say, "You look best in a shirt and suit, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and strong chest muscles, very attractive."

He was serious and would occasionally ask back when she kissed him so hard that he couldn't help it, "Did that hook you?"

She would smile with narrowed eyes, stand on her feet and say naughtily in his ear: "You don't know whether it was hooked or not."

At that time, he was all in her eyes and heart.

But then, things slowly changed...

After she became addicted to alcohol, when he would take her home from a late night bar, she would repeat over and over in his arms, "I love you, I love you."

On the surface, she still loved him, and even preferred him more.

However, only he knew that after she had said "I love you" countless times, she would mutter, "Fu Haitang, why don't you divorce me... I am like this, why are you still unwilling to let go."

Then she would cry.

Fu Haitang didn't dare to face her after she was drunk, so he never went to the bar to pick her up.

No, I went there once, but unfortunately...

She was not drunk.

That time, after seeing the person in front of her clearly, she pretended to be drunk and whispered in Fu Haitang's ear again and again, "Chen Fang, I love you."

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Memories are poison coated in sugar. When the sugar on the surface fades away, the inside is extremely bitter.

Chen Fang looked at the suit in his hand and handed it to Song Weiyu, "There's nothing left for you."

Leave the suit behind. For decades, whether she was crying, laughing, or drunk, she always had his black suit on her shoulders.

He tells her in suit, I am always behind you.

"Forget it, just forget about me." He pulled the suit back and hugged it tightly in his arms.

He dropped his head and lost consciousness.

Song Weiyu cried and hugged him, "Chen Fang, don't close your eyes! Don't leave!"

"Open your eyes and look at me..."

"I am your most precious person, how can you leave me alone? What if I get bullied? Please, don't leave..."

"You've been with me for 30 years, and you promised to be with me forever. You always keep your word. Wake up... wake up! I won't let you die!"

Are you really going to lose him?

Song Weiyu cried heart-wrenchingly, her heart felt empty and could never be filled.

The elevator door was deformed by the fight and was delayed in opening.

The man in his arms had his eyes closed, and his long eyelashes were covered in blood.

Song Weiyu forced herself to calm down, sobbing and wiping the blood off his face, and kissing his lips gently, "How could you bear to abandon me? You haven't seen Song Jingming get married with your own eyes, and he hasn't followed Wen Ying to change his words and call you dad..."

There were footsteps outside the door.

She was already in despair. She just held the blood-covered Chen Fang in her arms and kept talking in his ear, telling him everything she owed him.

The elevator door was opened and Axiao appeared outside.

Even those who had experienced the brutal battlefield were still stunned by the bloody scene before them.

The woman's hair was stained with blood and stuck to the corners of her mouth. The man in her arms was a bloody mess and his life or death was unknown. The two of them hugged each other in the middle of the corpses lying all over the place.

"Sister-in-law, hurry up, there is our helicopter on the top floor."

"Ah Xiao! ...What about him?"

Ah Xiao glanced at the man who was about to die, and could only cruelly say, "The boss said that I should only take you with me. This is an order. Besides, if we take him with us, our speed will be reduced by half, and we may not be able to escape."

Song Weiyu shook his head and held Chen Fang tightly, "If he doesn't leave, I won't leave either. He can still be saved, he won't die. You carry him, I can run by myself! Ah Xiao, let's give it a try!"

"Ah Xiao, believe me, he can still be saved! His heart is still beating!"

Song Weiyu's eyes were full of pleading.

A Xiao looked at Chen Fang. How could he be saved with such injuries?

Besides, he came here with the intention of dying.

"Okay! Sister-in-law's order is also an order."

He carried Chen Fang on his back and walked towards the back stairs leading to the top floor.

Song Weiyu did not throw away Chen Fang's suit. He grabbed it and held it in his arms, supporting Chen Fang all the way and hurriedly climbed to the top floor.