Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

"Ma'am, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

In the taxi, Song Weiyu heard the driver's voice, calmed down, and slowly relaxed the hand holding his chest.

Yes, what happened to her. She shook her head, her confused eyes gradually clearing up.

"No, no, just keep walking."

She didn't look back, so she didn't see Fu Haitang running over regardless of his appearance, and the car started again.

This time, there was no stopping.

Fu Haitang stopped. The hope on the scale was like a soap bubble, shattered instantly, leaving no trace of its existence.

The moment the soap bubble exploded, there was no severe pain. It was as if he knew that this bubble was very fragile, so he was already prepared to be abandoned at any time.

He watched the taxi disappear into the traffic, his mouth open but no sound came out.

He stood there, like a thoughtless sculpture, looking steadily at the direction Song Weiyu left.

"Dad, can I take you to follow?"

Fu Chunhe couldn't help feeling heartbroken when he looked at his gentle and dignified father in the past, but now he was completely despairing. He has no right to speak and cannot persuade.

Except for the parties concerned, no one is qualified to judge the affairs of these three people.

"This time, I won't follow."

Fu Haitang, stop humiliating yourself. He said to his heart, which was rotten into rags, and he didn't know if it was still a heart.

He turned around and walked into the yard, his straight back slightly slumped, and he counted the square tiles on the ground.

It turned out that she left at the 452nd brick.

In the taxi, Song Weiyu held his mobile phone and was stunned halfway. She wanted to send a message to Fu Haitang, but she didn't know what to send.

Suddenly, she turned back to look at the traffic behind her.

No Maybach.

She slowly turned around again. She didn't know why she wanted to turn around. Did she want to see him chasing after her?

She tugged at the corner of her mouth and gave a forced smile, already in a dead situation.

Outside the bar, the streetlights were shining with pale light, and the moths struggling for the last days of autumn were desperately flying upward.

Chen Fang finished smoking his fifth cigarette.

His voice was hoarse, but his breath was still calm: "Are you done?"

Li Shiyi was stunned. It turned out that he had not spoken for so long and had been listening to himself ramble. He was waiting for himself to finish speaking.

Her heart turned cold: "It's over, Brother Chen. You have protected her for 30 years and even risked your own life for her. What about her? She doesn't even have the courage to divorce Fu Haitang. Don't you think it's cruel?"

Chen Fang threw away the last cigarette butt, as if he didn't hear what she said: "Don't mention what happened last time in front of me again, and don't wear this dress again."

Li Shiyi looked uneasy: "Last time...me."

"You know what's going on. I've never touched you. If you threaten me with this matter again, you'll be responsible for the consequences."

"Brother Chen, you clearly had feelings for me that night! Why did you lie to yourself!"

Chen Fang frowned, his stern face filled with danger. He raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch.

"That night, I drank too much. As for why I felt it, you know better than anyone else."

Li Shiyi tightened her suit and suddenly felt that the silver-white dress on her body seemed to be covered with needles, stinging every inch of her skin.

She doesn't even understand, is there such a tough and stubborn man in the world? Aren't men all half-hearted, especially these top rich men, who all support several.

Why does she, Song Weiyu, occupy two good men who are single-minded?

Why is her life so good?

Not far away, a taxi came. The woman's sixth sense told her that Song Weiyu was here.

Li Shiyi smiled sarcastically, turned around and stood in front of Chen Fang, and said in a relaxed voice: "If you sleep, you will sleep. Don't worry, Brother Chen, I won't tell others."

Song Weiyu got out of the car five meters away. The moment he stood still, he heard these words very clearly.

Chen Fang was very tall, and even if Li Shiyi stood in front of him, he could not block his face. His and Song Weiyu's eyes met without any obstruction, and they were tightly entangled.

Song Weiyu looked at him, standing still, his deep pupils gleaming faintly, and then looked at the black suit on Li Shiyi.

In that photo...he really hugged her? And let her wear her own suit?

Song Weiyu's hand held the phone harder and harder, feeling like a vat of vinegar had been poured into his heart, which was sore between his fingernails.

She wanted to go up and pull Li Shiyi's hair and ask her where she had the courage to buy it for 9 yuan? The man who dared to touch her, Song Weiyu. I want to pinch her neck and warn her to stay away from Chen Fang, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you.

But she can't, she is proud and dignified, she is aloof, even if she is feeling sour and jealous, she still pretends to be expressionless, even lazy and noble.

But eyes couldn't deceive anyone. She didn't know how terrifying her eyes were now.

Chen Fang's eyes followed her closely, he didn't expect her to come. Now that she was standing in front of him, he didn't care about cruelty or status.

She's here, that's enough.

Chen Fang's Adam's apple rolled and he looked deeply at Song Weiyu. The love in his eyes could flood the entire street.

He said in a deep voice to Li Shiyi in front of him: "If you don't get out of the way, I guarantee she will take action."

Li Shiyi took a deep breath and turned around to face Song Weiyu. She was shocked. She had never seen Song Weiyu's eyes look so sinister and violent.

But he still had the courage to say: "Weiyu, I'm really sorry for letting you hear this. In fact, Chen Fang and I only slept together once. That night..."

"That night was the Shao family's golden celebration. You left early in the second half, then changed into the same dress as me, secretly sprayed my custom perfume, and drugged the old wine. Right?"

Li Shiyi was completely stunned. She actually... knew everything.

Song Weiyu hugged his shawl and stepped on high heels, approaching step by step with a strong aura.

But his eyes were still looking at the black suit Li Shiyi was wearing. He frowned more and more dissatisfied.

Chen Fang raised an obscure smile on his lips, took out his car keys, took out his own suit in the car, and put it on Song Weiyu.

"Mine is here."

Oh, Song Weiyu felt comfortable now, shrunk his shoulders, and gave Chen Fang a hard look.

"Why do you run out to solve such a trivial matter by yourself? You have touched a woman's hand in your life, do you know how to deal with a vixen? If I don't come tonight, you may be packed away by others! Besides, Chen Fang, you are a fool What? You won’t leave this kind of matter to me?”

Chen Fang let her curse, and the more he cursed, the bigger the smile on his lips became. Finally, he laughed in a deep voice, stepped forward and hugged her shoulders: "I'll know later, don't be angry. I see how angry you are..."

Song Weiyu was so angry that his chest was heaving, and he pinched his waist hard.

Only in front of him did she like to act coquettishly, with the coquettishness and softness of a little woman.

He turned around and said to Li Shiyi: "Don't use such unworthy tactics in front of me. You will never be able to play with me until you die. Also, I will clearly warn you today that Chen Fang is mine, and I, Song Weiyu, , as long as I don’t let go, if you want to touch him, carve a good monument for yourself first.”

Li Shiyi took two steps back. She really couldn't do Song Weiyu.

Who is Song Weiyu? He is a jackal who stepped on the corpses of other companies in the economic crisis. He is a monster who has a gun to his head but remains calm and even deals with it.

But doesn't she have any weaknesses?

She came here by herself in a taxi today.

"Song Weiyu, are you worthy of... Fu Haitang?"