Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Li He heard the sound of the door closing, looked at the thin person on the bed with a face as big as a palm, and stretched out his hand to gather the broken hair on her forehead.

"You, this life is really hard. The first half of your life is lived in regrets, the second half of your life..."

At the end of his speech, his voice was too weak to be heard, and he could only hear his sigh echoing in the air for a long time.

Fu Haitang came out of the elevator and called the legal department, "Are the procedures ready for the company that Director Song wants?"

He didn't directly ask about divorce.

"Director Fu, the procedures are still being prepared. If you are anxious, we will tonight..."

"Don't be in a hurry, prepare slowly, and be careful to avoid any problems."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Haitang ran back to the jewelry store.

To be precise, it is the artificial lake next to the jewelry store.

Assistant Yu was squatting next to him, watching the fishing team float and dive, smoking one cigarette after another.

"Not found yet?"

"Director Fu, you are back. Um...still looking."

A large number of people have gathered at the lakeside to watch the excitement, chatting and discussing the situation.

Fu Haitang's outstanding figure and appearance stood out particularly conspicuously when standing by the lake. In front of him was the sparkling water, and behind him were the voices of discussion.

"I heard that the woman threw away the engagement ring, and the man is trying to get it!"

"Hey... if you throw it away, it means that people don't want to be with him anymore, so what else can you get?"

"Yeah, what's the use of fishing it out? It's better to bury it at the bottom of the lake."

……

Everyone talks about things that have nothing to do with them in a serious way, trying to make others recognize their great insights.

But the person involved said nothing and looked at the lake as if in a daze.

After a long while, he stretched out his hand towards Assistant Yu: "Smoke."

Assistant Yu was stunned for a moment. Fu Dong hardly smoked.

Because my wife doesn't like the smell of smoke.

After reacting for a few seconds, he quickly took out the half-packed Tianzhiye from his pocket and lit it for Fu Haitang.

"Yuzhu, what were you stunned for just now?"

"Director Fu, you hardly smoke. I didn't react." He was a little embarrassed. As a special assistant with an annual salary of one million, his reaction just now was indeed unqualified.

"Then do you know why I don't smoke?"

Fu Haitang slowly blew out the smoke, feeling his heart temporarily paralyzed. The smoke rose up and covered his eyes. Assistant Yu felt that the harsh boss in the past was particularly sad now.

"Of course I know, because Madam hates the smell of cigarettes. Madam said that tobacco is too aggressive, and even the most expensive perfume can be defeated by a cigarette."

Fu Haitang looked at the lake in the distance and smiled suddenly.

He took another deep breath, this time it passed through his lungs. Indeed, the smell was very strong.

"Then tell me why she doesn't hate the smell of cigarette smoke on Chen Fang."

It seems that not only is she not annoying, she even feels safe.

why?

Fu Haitang's voice was calm, as if he was really asking patiently, but when the words came out of his mouth, he felt that they were inconsistent with his identity.

Assistant Yu has been with Fu Haitang for more than ten years, so he knows the relationship between the three of them very well. He knew very well that Fu Dong, who had no ambitions, had only one weakness in his heart.

What should he say?

What could he say?

"Mr. Chen... after all, he only spends a short time with Madam. And he is not as close to Madam as you are, so Madam may not be able to hear him."

He couldn't say it because he felt that his wife had always been spoiled by Mr. Chen.

Others didn't have the opportunity to notice, but he had witnessed with his own eyes over the years that every time Mr. Fu smoked, his wife immediately scolded him, pinched and hit him, wishing that he and the cigarette would be cut off together.

But when Mr. Chen smokes behind her back, his wife will ask distressedly: Who made you feel bad?

Also, during the influenza outbreak, whenever Mr. Fu catches a cold, his wife will be like a tank and run around in his office angrily. Not only will she not give him a good look, but she will also say in a weird way that Mr. Fu is really squeamish, and every time he gets the flu, he will They can all be tricked!

After saying that, she put milk on his fevered forehead and asked him to warm the milk for her.

Anyway, he just changed his method and tormented Fu Dong from morning to night.

But if Mr. Chen catches a cold, his wife will run back and forth distressedly to take good care of him, wishing she could chew up the cold medicine and feed it to him. Even when he was taking a nap, his wife would sit beside him, touch his head, wipe his sweat, and stay with him at all times.

It is difficult for Assistant Yu not to admit this kind of differential treatment. Madam loves Mr. Chen far more than Mr. Fu.

But he didn't dare to say it, 99% because he was afraid of not being able to keep his job, and 1% because he was afraid of hurting Fu Haitang's heart.

He watched the boss finish smoking a cigarette in a dull manner, and then stretched out his hand to him, "Give me a pack."

He hurriedly handed it over.

He didn't say anything pretentious about smoking harming his health. Thinking about the missing ring at the bottom of the lake, he could only hope that nicotine could soothe Fu Haitang's mood a little.

"Actually, madam, I still care about you."

"Oh, what about?" Fu Haitang asked, lighting the second cigarette.