Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Song Weiyu was sent to the hospital by the housekeeper in the morning.

When I woke up, it was already evening.

This sleep was like sleeping on a roaring train, which was extremely unsettling and made my whole body tired and achy.

Looking at the pale ceiling lamp above her head, the soreness in her bones made her gradually regain consciousness.

I was sweating all over, the bed was wet, and even my palms were sticky.

Suddenly, she remembered something, and regardless of the pain, she hurriedly stretched out her hand and spread her palms.

The small piece of paper had long been soaked with sweat, and the handwriting was blurry and unrecognizable. The scraps of paper on the edges were soaked and seemed to break if touched.

She just stared at it blankly, not daring to move or hold it, wanting to dry the note in the palm of her hand.

When God fails to fulfill his wish, it turns out that people can shed tears even if they are unconscious. Heavy tears fell on the palm of my hand, and the ink of the ballpoint pen blurred again.

"If you cry again, I'll sew your eyes shut."

"What are you holding in your hand? What's so good about the tattered paper?"

After saying that, a white sleeve stretched out and gently snatched away the paper object in her palm, twisted it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

"Li Hyuk? You!"

Song Weiyu put his hands on the edge of the bed and looked hurriedly into the trash can, but the wet paper was easily twisted into small balls and was long gone.

"I'm touched. I heard Li Liangyu said that you were dying in the hospital, so I rushed back here specially for you."

"Come back specially to give me a ride?" The voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth.

"What do you mean this is..." Li He then noticed that she was staring at the trash can, wishing to get into it.

It wasn't just a piece of torn paper thrown away, nor was it Chen Fang's love letter.

Li He hooked his feet over the stool and sat on it. A meaningful smile flashed under his eyes: "Song Weiyu, you have been talking nonsense all day today."

lies?

She suddenly tightened her grip on the sheets.

Wouldn't it be...

"What did I say?"

The person on the hospital bed suddenly became cold. Seeing the vigilant look, Li He rubbed his hands and felt chilled: "Your Chen Fang is actually..."

In front of her, she was fragile and vulnerable. She is completely different from the one in the past who wore expensive cheongsam, twisted her slim waist, and looked down on everyone.

Li He looked at her like this and smiled slightly: "Actually, she is a fool. She is so stupid that she will never consider herself. She is so stupid that she will be a loner for the rest of her life."

"Haha, lied to me?" Of course she didn't believe it.

Li He raised his eyebrows without comment.

In a few words, Song Weiyu had already lost his fragile look, moved to the head of the bed, leaned on the pillow and stretched out his hand: "Water."

Li He was very satisfied with her bossy look and stood up with a smile to pour water.

The temperature is just right, not hot or cold.

Like a tepid relationship, you never have to worry about gains and losses.

After drinking a glass of water, the pain from the blade scratching on Song Weiyu's throat was slightly relieved, "Do me a favor, only you can perform the operation before and after, and no other person can know about this operation..."

-

At this time, Jiangcheng, Zhonghe Hotel.

Song Jingming swiped his ID card at the front desk, and special customer information immediately popped up.

The front desk was stunned.

what's the situation? A little girl came here a few days ago, holding the pass card of Boss Song from the head office.

Today...the boss is here?

"Song...Mr. Song, good evening!"

"Well, which room is Chen Wenying in?"

"In...in...3001."

Song Jingming smiled and was about to walk to the elevator.

"But...Mr. Song, Miss Chen went out with the guests from 3002 and hasn't come back yet."

"Do you know where you went?" he asked casually.

"It seems that I went out to eat. I heard from the gentleman that he went to Binjiang Banquet for dinner."

gentlemen?

Song Jingming then raised his head, his eyes gleaming slightly, making the front desk stand at attention.

"what is it call?"

"Shao Yi."

Back in the car, Song Jingming's face was hidden in the shadows, and he could vaguely see the scary smile on the corner of his mouth, and took out his mobile phone.

"Brother Shao, my company has something to do, and I want to ask you for help. Are you in the capital? I'll go find you."

The phone paused for a few seconds before a sound came from the phone.

"Jing Ming, I can't leave now. If you're not in a hurry, I'll go to the company to find you tomorrow."

"Oh...then tomorrow..."

In the car, Song Jingming hung up the phone, his eyes gradually getting deeper and darker.

I hit the accelerator and drove towards Binjiang Banquet.

-

Riverside Banquet, the restaurant is surrounded by elegant music, and different table flowers on each table highlight romance.

The atmosphere is ambiguous and charming.

Shao Yi sat at the dining table by the window and smiled at the person opposite: "Wen Ying, eat more, you are really too thin."

"Thank you, Brother Shao, are you here on a business trip to Jiangcheng? I was shocked when I suddenly saw you today."

Shao Yi didn't take a few bites, but kept staring at the pretty girl across the table with a gentle smile. She had almond-shaped eyes, dark eyebrows, a raised nose and thin lips, and it was written all over her face: I am easy to deceive.

He withdrew his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling in his throat.

"Well, I came here on a business trip. I happened to meet you too."

Seeing her slowly eating the sweet and sour fish with her small mouth, her soft hair tucked behind her ears, Shao Yi completely put down his chopsticks, without concealing the soft light in his eyes, like looking at a litter of newborn kittens.

Song Jingming's car was on the busy lane, turning left and right to hide.

Arrived 10 minutes ahead of navigation time.

Through the transparent glass of the hotel, he could see Shao Yi smiling warmly, and his girlfriend responded with a flawless smile.

So damn interesting.

Song Jingming raised his hand with a smile on his face and knocked on the glass several times.

The knocking sound passed through the tempered glass and became thick and suppressed.

The two people at the table turned their heads in response.

Wen Ying was slightly startled. The weak smile outside the glass was very similar to his cruel night. The chopsticks slipped from the palm of his hand, and the smile froze and disappeared.

Song Jingming followed closely the changes on her face.

When he saw the word "fear" in her eyes, he tilted his head and laughed, as if he was laughing at himself, and at the same time as he was laughing at the overestimation of the two people inside.

Turn around and walk to the car.

Shao Yi suddenly understood why he had received that call 20 minutes ago.

"Wen Ying, I have troubled you today..."

"Brother Shao, I have troubled you today..."

They both spoke at the same time.

Wen Ying stared at Shao Yi, who was smiling elegantly under the warm light.

He said he was involved? Ordinary friends were having a meal together, why would Shao Yi say he was involved? Now his eyes were soft and filled with strange pity.

Wen Ying suddenly felt very uneasy.

Last time, the scene of Song Jingming's car accident was like a rain of arrows from the sky, piercing into her scalp, and she felt numb all over.

Without saying goodbye, she picked up her phone and walked out the door.

It was a time when there was a lot of traffic outside. If he continued...

She completely ignored the brutal treatment that night. At this moment, she was just afraid that Song Jingming would drive away before she could get in front of him.

Don't dare to think about it again.

He ran faster and faster, and even after circling the parking lot twice, he didn't see his car.

"boom!"

Two cars collided in the driveway outside, and the sound of shattering glass made Wen Ying flinch.

Then, like a nail, he was stuck in place and his head went blank for a few breaths.