Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Fu Haitang was a little stunned and opened his mouth slightly to retort, but it was as if his vocal cords had been slapped and he couldn't say a word.

The unspeakable words all turned into warm bitter water, moved upstream, and turned into unwilling tears in the man's eyes.

He swallowed hard, his eyes burning red, before he could control the cheap tears from leaking out.

Seeing the intense scene in front of him, Li He became nervous and began to bite his lips crazily.

I want to leave, but I also want to continue listening. Two big guys are robbing women. This thing... You have to pay to watch it on iQiyi!

His eyes flickered around quickly, not daring to focus blatantly on the two people confronting each other.

For just a moment, he saw a small section of women's hospital gown behind the partition door.

In the end, she came out.

Li He loosened his lower lip, which was almost bitten, and then felt the burning pain on his lips.

He suddenly realized: [It turns out that the medicine you asked me for that day was for yourself. It turns out that you chose everything except yourself.

Well, I helped you fish out the men's ring from the bottom of the lake, and I helped you pick up the women's ring from the trash can. They are lying together now...

Shouldn't I give it back to you? Giving it to you at this time will only make you more miserable. 】

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Li Hyuk fell into deep thought for half a minute.

Fu Haitang also figured out in this short half-minute: Song Weiyu must have said many, many words of affection to Chen Fang tonight, so Chen Fang softened his heart.

Otherwise, how could a cold-blooded and rational man like Chen Fang agree to Song Weiyu follow him, risking a narrow escape from death and a precarious life.

What would she say? Say I love you, say I'd rather die without you, say I've stopped loving Fu Haitang a long time ago, say I don't care about Mrs. Fu's identity, I just want to be your Mrs. Chen?

Ha ha……

The tears in Fu Haitang's eyes had been burned by anger and evaporated, and his eyes were red with blood. Her hair, which was originally neat and tidy, had a few strands scattered on her forehead, losing some elegance and becoming more unruly.

Shen laughed and hummed, anger emanating from his heart.

"Choose you? Oh, she chose you 20 years ago, so what? You still have to be by my side as Mrs. Fu? Chen Fang, I will tell you today, Song Weiyu is from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside. , from beginning to end, it’s all mine. Divorce? Dreaming.”

Chen Fang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and unbuttoned his shirt, but the severe pain in his chest was not relieved.

"Fu Haitang, you promised her a divorce and threw away your wedding ring. What kind of man do you think you are if you go back on your promise?"

Speaking of the wedding ring, Fu Haitang felt severe pain in his heart. That night, he really couldn't hold it back and found three fishing teams to go to the bottom of the lake in the middle of the night. I fished non-stop until early morning, but there was no trace.

"What kind of man are you? I'm Song Weiyu's legitimate man! What about you, what qualifications do you, a mistress, have to jump in front of me and point fingers at me and her?"

Li He suddenly realized that the situation tonight was really out of control.

No matter how harsh the words were, the originally peaceful and symbiotic relationship would no longer exist from now on.

In fact, they parted ways, and there was no water in sight.

He glanced at the little figure behind the partition door and hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Fu Haitang, you have gone too far. What a mistress? What an unpleasant thing to say! Without Chen Fang, how could Song Weiyu still be standing in front of you alive?"

Fu Haitang sneered: "Then what do you think he is if he's not a mistress? Chen Fang, do you dare to take out your phone and let Li He see the background picture of your phone?"

He was in a jewelry store that day and caught a glimpse of it.

The background picture on Chen Fang's phone is a photo of him and Song Weiyu kissing on the top floor of a Hangzhou hotel.

That's why, that day, he endured the pain of being stabbed by a knife and forced Song Weiyu over and over again, hoping that she would also experience the feeling of being separated from her heart.

"It really opened my eyes when the mistress treated you so blatantly. Chen Fang, do you really think of yourself as her man? You don't take criminal law seriously, and now you don't take marriage law seriously either?"

Tonight, Chen Fang may have been stimulated by the taste of blood in his mouth. He changed his usual taciturn attitude and adopted a tough attitude.

"Fu Haitang, besides that certificate, what else do you have? You can divorce your marriage at any time, but... can you make her fall in love with you again at any time?"

"A marriage can be divorced at any time? Haha, if I, Fu Haitang, don't want to divorce this marriage, she will have to stand by my side for the rest of her life and be my Mrs. Fu. Even if she dies, my Fu Haitang's name will be engraved on her monument!"

Fu Haitang continued to sneer, and looked at Chen Fang with disdain: "What if she loves you again? Will she write you in her will? The marriage law will take effect in one day, and you, Chen Fang, are just a shady mistress."

"Snapped……"

The slaps were clear and loud.

The three men were frozen in place like sculptures.