Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

"No" "No"

Chen Fang and Fu Haitang said in unison, Song Weiyu drank too much and was more difficult to deal with than the two of them combined. He was like a wallowing loach, and his strength was beyond the limit.

The four men didn't like each other at this moment. Each of them poured a glass of wine, exchanged glasses, and talked.

After three rounds of drinking.

Song Weiyu looked around and suddenly realized: "Why do I feel that I am missing someone? I seem to have a son... Oh my god, I have been so busy recently that I forgot about my third child!"

Wen Ying was also puzzled. She hadn't seen the third child in such a long time.

Song Jingming smiled: "Out of sight, out of sight, it's good not to come. The prodigal son will get angry when he sees him..."

Fu Chunhe nodded and clinked glasses with Song Jingming: "Brothers see the same thing."

Except for the Chinese New Year, the family rarely touches the same table. Song Weiyu took out his mobile phone and called the nurse at the door: "Girl, help us take a family photo. Although there are two people missing..."

The two people she was talking about were Lao San and Su Jin.

No one spoke, and Wen Ying's heart sank again. She couldn't wait to send Su Jin a WeChat message to ask where she was, how she was doing, and whether she was married.

The little nurse happily took the phone and took pictures of the people on the table. The moment the shutter was pressed, Song Jingming put his arm around Wen Ying and put his head close to her.

The two of them bent their eyes and smiled contentedly and happily.

This photo starts with Wen Ying, and to her right are Song Jingming, Fu Chunhe, Fu Haitang, Song Weiyu, and all the way to Chen Fang.

A circle.

Chen Fang was sitting on Wen Ying's left hand side.

Everything seems to be frozen like this photo.

Song Weiyu looked at the photo and smiled meaningfully. This is a Chinese-style family, no matter how many experiences or ups and downs there are. In the end, you have to sit at a round table and eat with chopsticks.

She posted on Moments: Family Banquet.

The photos are all familiar faces in the circle, except Wen Ying. I believe this photo will cause ripples in the circle as soon as it comes out.

Song Weiyu looked at Wen Ying. She was thin but not cowardly, poor but not humble, kind but sharp. She would surely live her own life in this jungle of the jungle.

Therefore, Wen Ying has officially entered this circle.

But in fact, Song Weiyu is not particularly worried now. In this circle, prejudice will always exist, and there will be no shortage of bullying. Fortunately, Wen Ying already has a strong father.

Song Weiyu glanced at Chen Fang beside him.

Time flies by, but old friends remain the same, she smiled.

After half the drink, the people at the table began to look confused. They no longer talked with each other sincerely, but became silent. Each of them pursed their lips, and their faces seemed to be covered with a layer of mist of sadness.

It seems that every time I drink too much, these broken memories will expand with the alcohol.

Fu Chunhe took off his glasses, his eyes red and choked with sobs. He couldn't drink anymore.

Seeing Song Jingming and Wen Ying loving each other, he couldn't help but miss Su Jin.

He took out his phone and dialed the empty number over and over again as before. Every time he was hung up, his face became sadder.

Wen Ying clenched her hands and tried her best to hold back, not daring to tell her elder brother that she knew Su Jin's phone number. She was afraid that Su Jin would suddenly receive the call and change her number again and run away.

Song Jingming glanced at her sideways, rubbed her head, and held her in his arms: "Why are you looking at big brother again! Why didn't I notice at first that your classmate is so carefree? You are not allowed to look, you can only look at me!" "

He drank too much and the volume was so loud that everyone at the table could hear him.

Wen Ying blinked awkwardly, tugged on his clothes and whispered, "Brother is crying... go comfort him."

Song Jing understood the boss and said, "No need to comfort me. Wife, please give me my mobile phone. I will call you soon."

Wen Ying was puzzled, but obediently took the phone.

Sure enough, as soon as he sat down, Song Jingming called. He answered with a smile: "Hey brother!"

"Second brother, I miss your sister-in-law... Wuwuwu... I haven't found her yet. Is she married and doesn't want me anymore? Wuwuwu..."

Wen Ying was stunned. She turned around and saw her eldest brother in a suit and leather shoes, lying on the sofa and calling Song Jingming.

Song Jingming smiled. He had answered such calls hundreds of times, and he could already memorize his elder brother's words.

He silently glanced at Fu Haitang, who was still talking nonsense on the table, and Chen Fang, who was silently listening to Fu Haitang's nonsense, and shook his head. The whole family is crazy.

He hugged Wen Ying and stood up, pulling her to sit on the edge of the bed while talking to the phone: "Brother, don't give up. You will find her, and my sister-in-law loves you too."

"If she loves me, why doesn't she come to me! Wuwuwu..."

"Love, sister-in-law loves you, everyone loves you, and I love you too."

On the bed, Song Jingming was perfunctory with his elder brother, holding Wen Ying in his arms and playing with her hair.

The eldest brother was still crying bitterly on the sofa. He didn't know where he had thrown his glasses. He was sobbing and calling Su Jin's name while holding a soft pillow.

At the round table in the restaurant, the three elders were not so presumptuous.

Song Weiyu, still wearing a new style of cheongsam that fit well, sat between them, crossing his arms with a look of helplessness.

The men on both sides were dressed in exquisite suits and had their shirt sleeves rolled up. Fu Haitang was lowering his head and saying something, with an elegant and steady face; Chen Fang was supporting the table with one arm, his slender and powerful forearm exposed outside the black shirt, and the black diamond beside his left ear was emitting a strange fire.

It was too far away for Wen Ying to hear.

But in a trance, she felt that she really had a family, and her family was a group of flesh-and-blood people with love.

The word home had warmth for the first time, making her full of joy and faith when she thought of it.

Wen Ying secretly took out her mobile phone. It was a new mobile phone bought for her by Song Jingming. She only downloaded a few software.

Opening WeChat, she found Su Jin.

Clicking on her circle of friends, she enlarged the photo and studied the baby in Su Jin's arms carefully. He looked more than a year old, with big bright eyes and raised eyes.

She looked up at Fu Chunhe and then down at the baby.

Why do the more I look at it, the more I feel that the upturned corners of the eyes... seem to be exactly the same.

But the eldest brother has been looking for his sister-in-law for ten years and has not found her. How is that possible... She shook her head again and overturned her random thoughts!

He glanced at Song Jingming, who was leaning on the bedside with his eyes closed and talking to Fu Chunhe on the phone, and carefully sent a WeChat message.

What to send?

After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that everything I posted was very abrupt.

But as an outstanding student in the Department of Psychology! Wen Ying knew that he had to start from the other side's kindness and helpfulness.

"Sister Su Jin, are you asleep?"

After sending this WeChat message, Wen Ying's heart beat like a rattle. She was afraid that Su Jin would not reply and that Su Jin would be wary.

She held the phone with sweaty palms.

Soon, the phone rang.

She was startled, trembled violently, and quickly unlocked her phone.