Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

just now.

The two stared at each other silently, like a pantomime.

The actors don't speak, but the viewers understand clearly.

Seeing the two people's eyes intertwined, the knife refined in Fu Haitang's heart passed through Song Weiyu's chest and stabbed back into herself with her blood.

He instantly felt that no one would win in this long battle between three parties.

The three of them went through reincarnations between hurting each other and being hurt, and it was hard to tell whose blood it belonged to.

Chen Fang's voice became hoarse, but he seemed to be trying to remain calm: "My eyesight is very average. It's just that the person wearing it looks good."

Jiang Jie smiled even brighter after hearing this, "Brother Chen, are you complimenting me?"

Chen Fang didn't seem to hear her.

Still looking deeply at Song Weiyu.

Song Weiyu thought that maybe she didn't need to ask Chen Fang those questions that she was unsure of, because his eyes had already told her the answer.

Fu Haitang laughed sarcastically, directly breaking the silent magnetic field between the two.

There is something in the words: "How can Mr. Chen have average vision? Miss Jiang, our Mr. Chen has very high vision. Do you know what his favorite thing is in his life?"

Chen Fang closed his eyes, switching from unspeakable affection to threatening warning.

He looked at Fu Haitang and stretched out the muscles of his hands.

Fu Haitang also looked back unceremoniously.

"Mr. Chen's favorite thing in his life is me, Ming Media..."

Before Chen Fang's fist was about to fall on Fu Haitang's face.

Song Weiyu stood up and pushed back the wheelchair with his hands.

Weakness caused her heart to beat weakly. Before the blood could reach her brain, her vision went dark and she fainted.

She didn't know who held her.

But she was confident that she would never fall to the ground in front of these two men.

Sure enough, the moment she stood up, a black suit sleeve appeared in front of her and the world was about to close.

……

"Mr. Chen, your skills are still as good as ever."

Fu Haitang's hands hung in the air, and his voice finally no longer contained condescending sarcasm.

His cold voice and unfathomable eyes completely exposed his sinister nature.

Jiang Jie was so frightened by Fu Haitang's sudden change of attitude that her breathing slowed down. Fortunately, A Xiao asked her to leave first and asked her to take a taxi back to the set.

She glanced at Chen Fang. Although she was unwilling to give in, she still hurriedly ran away as she knew how to wink when a star.

After all, Chen Fang looks like a cruel wolf now, covered with fangs, but using the softest belly to protect the woman in his arms.

It seemed like he would tear anyone into pieces if he took a step forward.

Seeing Chen Fang's appearance, A Xiao and A Lin quickly cleared the place.

The two of them were wearing the simplest jackets, but they still showed off their strong muscles. Standing at the door, two special assistants were staring at each other at the bottom of the steps.

The two special assistants were in suits and ties, and their hair was meticulously styled. They were angry but did not dare to do anything.

After all, Assistant Hao didn't want to come out just now, so he was thrown out by A Xiao.

Assistant Yu was comforting him: "Okay, okay, don't be angry. Mr. Chen's subordinates are not outsiders."

As he spoke, he touched him furtively, from top to bottom, from left pocket to right pocket.

Assistant Hao Te slapped his hand hard: "Yu Bin, where are you touching your father? I told you, the ring is in the lake! Go and touch it in the lake!"

……

At this time, there were only three people left in the huge jewelry hall.

In the depressing atmosphere, the diamonds that should be shining brightly did not dare to shine wildly.

Fu Haitang took a step closer: "Isn't it inappropriate for Mr. Chen to hold Mrs. Fu?"

Stretching out his hand, "This thing belongs to its original owner."

He thought that Chen Fang would send Song Weiyu back to him like every time before. Just like every drunken night before, Chen Fang went to pick her up. No matter how slow he drove on the road, he would eventually deliver her to Fu's house.

But this time, he didn't let go.

"Chen Fang, are you feeling distressed?" Fu Haitang took back his hand, put it in his trousers pocket, and looked at him coldly.

"Fu Haitang, she can't stand firmly. Are you still deliberately embarrassing her?"

"Then do you know why she can't stand firmly?"

Chen Fang looked at her feet wrapped in medical protective socks. Why were her feet injured?

The thin woman in her arms was originally just the right amount of plump. But just a week after returning from Paris, he seemed to be able to feel her ribs.

Fu Haitang tilted his head and looked at his strong arms surrounding his woman.

Originally, he just wanted to snatch Song Weiyu away, but now, the knife in his heart was ready to move, and he wanted to insert it into Chen Fang's hard chest with inexplicable excitement.

"Because, a large piece of broken glass was inserted into her foot. Chen Fang, you know her best. She is the one who has to squeeze out tears when her fingertips are cut by the document paper, and let you coax her for a long time. That night, she just brought her Carrying this piece of broken glass, he walked a long way without saying a word."