Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

He wanted to see what the genius of his family was planning.

It's not honest even if you have a fever.

I heard from Li He that he met Gu Zhen today... At this time, when he met the lawyer outside, it seemed that he had done something bad again behind his back.

"No need to buy it, I haven't finished dealing with Singapore yet."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Haitang stared at the mountain scenery in the distance covered by thick fog.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a helpless smile.

This woman, if Mrs. Fu didn't do it, would know that the whole capital was acting like a monster every day, but he was obsessed with her.

Holding the phone until my palms were sweating, I still couldn't help but dial the number. Anyway, I have been taking the initiative for half my life, and this time is no different.

After two rings, the call was connected, with a weak and nasal voice.

The person on the other end of the phone let out a neither light nor serious sound, which almost made him soften his heart.

"Honey, yo! Why don't you cry anymore? Don't you cry for seven days because of your love that has no beginning and no end?"

Fu Haitang's unrestrained laughter followed the phone line and traveled across the ocean.

On the other end, Song Weiyu heard his mellow voice. His heart, which was originally immersed in uneasiness, felt inexplicably relieved. He rolled his eyes and smiled silently.

The smile was so spontaneous that she didn't even feel it.

"Have you never heard of Mr. Fu? Love that has a beginning and an end is what makes people unforgettable..."

"Well...who says it's not? I have personal experience."

Her love with Chen Fang has a beginning and an end, and her love with her is not Lan Yinxuguo.

It's just that I am stubbornly wishful thinking and clinging to this bitter pill.

What he holds in his hands is both bitter and sweet, and he enjoys it as if it were sweetmeat.

Listen to the woman's slightly hoarse voice on the phone, listen to her coquettish curses, and listen to her slightly weak breathing.

Fu Haitang's smile became more and more affectionate, and even the air around him exuded doting.

Suddenly he felt that the fog in the distance was not so thick anymore. It seems that you can still see a little bit of dark green mountain tops, with silky mist entwining them, which is as beautiful as the landscape painting on her cheongsam.

"Fu Haitang!"

There was a sudden sound, with some excitement. It was obvious that the sound did not come from the mobile phone.

Coming from behind not far away.

Apparently, the woman who was scolding him on the phone also heard it and stopped talking instantly.

The sudden silence on the phone made Fu Haitang frown slightly. He hadn't heard enough of her voice yet.

With dissatisfaction in his eyes, he turned and looked behind him.

Seeing clearly who was coming, Fu Haitang turned back expressionlessly, wanting to explain to Song Weiyu.

'Dududu...' She had already hung up.

Seeing Fu Haitang's hand holding the phone drop, the man who just called him by his first name spoke again.

"Mr. Fu, the fog is so heavy today, why are you standing in the fog? Look at you, there are a layer of water drops on your shoulders..."

As he spoke, he raised his slender wrist to pat his shoulder.

Fu Haitang ducked sideways. I tilted my head and looked, and sure enough, there was a layer of fine water droplets on my shoulders.

I always thought that the fog was ahead, but it turned out that I was already in the fog.

"Shen Lanyin? Why are you here."

Listening to his distant and guarded voice, Shen Lan retracted her arm and rubbed her forearm, which was cold due to contact with the mist.

"I happened to be on a business trip in Singapore, and I heard that Mr. Fu is also here. We are old friends, so of course I have to come and see you."

have a look? Of course not just look.

Ever since she heard the news that Fu Haitang was getting divorced in China, she had been trying to find out the inside story.

It wasn't until this morning when I saw the evidence from the media that Fu's legal department had divided their property that I thought this might be true.

After asking a friend to find out that Fu Haitang was in Singapore, I flew over decisively.

But just now, when I saw him talking on the phone at the top of the stairs, with a doting smile on his face, I knew that the divorce was just a rumor and could not be believed.

However, being able to allow the Ministry of Justice to start liquidating the property means that the two people must have huge differences and really want to divorce.

Maybe he could add fuel to the fire and Fu Haitang's divorce would be a certainty.

Thinking of this, Shen Lan had some hope in her eyes, and she raised her lips and smiled: "Mr. Fu, you didn't come to Singapore alone, did you? Where's your Mrs. Fu? Why didn't you see her?"

Fu Haitang glanced at her, put his hands into his trousers pockets, and showed a hint of impatience on his elegant and handsome face.

He stretched his shoulders and chuckled lightly.

Shen Lanyin dared to come up because he knew Song Weiyu was not here. He also asked him in turn, "Why didn't he see Mrs. Fu?" '

"If Mrs. Fu is here, do you dare to come up?"

Fu Haitang said it without politeness, and the sarcasm was self-evident.

Shen Lan's gentle smile lingered on her face. She knew the meaning of his words, and she also recalled the previous scene where Song Weiyu pulled her hair and beat her.

At that time, she also felt that Song Weiyu, a woman from an ordinary family, except for her somewhat charming appearance, was poor and white, and was not worthy of earning money from her.

But who would have known that it would be these charming eyes that would seduce the Fu family's only young master.

Shen Lanyin recovered from the unbearable memories, hiding the embarrassment and unwillingness in her eyes, and her smile was still gentle and generous: "Mr. Fu is joking, those are all stupid things I committed when I was young, and I will not hold grudges in the future. Sister Yu. Didn’t I just ask out the question because I was thinking of her..."

Fu Haitang straightened up and looked at her, squinted his eyes and nodded, with a meaningful smile on his carved face, and a sense of oppression came from top to bottom.

"What did you call me just now?"

"Fu...Mr. Fu."

"No, no, go ahead." Fu Haitang took two steps in place, obviously impatient.

Shen Lan was stunned and turned slightly red. She saw that he was on the phone and called out his full name on purpose.

The purpose... of course is to let the woman on the other end of his phone hear him.

Based on her understanding of Song Weiyu, Song Weiyu will definitely make fuss about Fu Haitang because of this matter. Don't men all hate women who make trouble without reason?

Maybe I hate it and divorce the marriage.

"Mr. Fu, this... you don't care about even this little thing, do you?"

Fu Haitang's patience reached its peak, and he said with a nasal sound: "Except for Mrs. Fu, there are really no women who dare to call Fu Haitang in front of me. I will pretend that I didn't hear you this time. Next time..."

Suddenly, something occurred to him.

He turned his eyebrows and gave a very nice smile: "Next time if you want to call me by my name, just do it in front of Mrs. Fu."

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows at Shen Lanyin. His elegant face instantly turned a bit ruthless, he snorted twice and left immediately.

Shen Lan froze in place because of this smile.

After coming back to his senses, he quickly turned around to follow him with his eyes, but he only saw a tall and strong figure in the mist.

She swallowed and clenched her fists. Think back to what he just said.

What he meant was that asking her to shout in front of Song Weiyu meant...

Shen Lanyin started to get excited. After all, the identity of 'Mrs. Fu' was so attractive. She had thought about it for so many years and heard people calling her this name countless times in her sleep.

It seems that this time, there is a chance that the dream will come true.