Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Song Weiyu turned his eyes away and looked at the silver-gray tea cup next to him. The white tea was just right, and there was a fragrance of orange peel in the air.

She raised her hands and put on her cardigan, covering her shoulders and the man's sight. She lowered her eyebrows and spoke in a calm voice.

"When did Director Fu ask? Now, or 28 years ago?"

Fu Haitang was slightly stunned, and took two steps back from between her legs. A brief chuckle: "28 years ago..."

These words were like a glass of poisoned wine that she had personally poisoned, pouring out the broken heart that he had finally saved up. How could he forget that 28 years ago, it was the time when Chen Fang accompanied her to Shanghai.

He also knew why Song Weiyu married him in the first place.

No one has ever taken the initiative to mention these things after getting married. Everyone is forcing themselves to forget. To put it nicely, this is called looking forward...

To put it bluntly, people don’t dare to look back or think about it carefully.

Now, when he put down his dignity and kept her for the last time, she deliberately brought up those old things. Don't you just want him to completely shatter the illusion in his heart?

She was so eager to get divorced that for the divorce, she pulled out the knife that grew from her heart to her flesh and blood.

"Song Weiyu, 28 years ago, we were not married at that time, so no matter what you did, even if you and him... I am willing to endure it! I am willing to accept it, I deserve this, who made me not accompany you to Shanghai . I deserve it! But...but if you are still willing to marry me, doesn't it mean you love me?"

The ends of Fu Haitang's eyes were already stained with tears. He deliberately suppressed the tone of his speech, tried hard to suppress the rage in his heart, and clenched his fists, wishing to hit himself.

Looking at the woman sitting on his desk, the sun shines on her milky white cashmere cardigan, and the time is quiet.

Song Weiyu put his hands on both sides of his hips and looked up lazily at him, pretending not to care: "Fu Haitang, you have great hands and eyes, why didn't you find out why I married you at that time?"

"Are you afraid? Or, you already know the reason. After all...when I married you, I was pregnant with Song Jingming for exactly six months."

This was the first time in so many years that she had spoken out about it.

In fact, there was no need for Fu Haitang to doubt it. When she was pregnant, Fu Haitang's mother had already said countless times that the child would need a paternity test, and that who knew what wild man she had gone to Shanghai to have been with.

But at that time, Fu Haitang shielded her from everyone's criticism and had never done a paternity test. He said he believed her.

Until Song Jingming was born, he doted on her very much and always said, "My second son looks so much like me. He has such a straight nose. He inherited it from me perfectly."

……

Memories surged in, and their figures were fixed in the air. They inevitably traveled through the shackles of time and space and returned to that time.

Those years were also the best years for the two of them.

She was so focused on the company that she had no time for herself at all. She got up at 5 o'clock in the morning and rushed to the office, only to put down the documents she was holding.

He advised her that there was no need to work so hard, but she didn't listen at all.

He could only follow her, silently removing obstacles for her, secretly opening up new territories for her, but giving all the credit to her alone.

He thought that she was just pushed into a hurry by her mother-in-law and had this kind of character that would not admit defeat. He thought that she was fighting for the Fu family and the employees.

Later he found out why Song Weiyu was so desperate and why she married him.

She had nothing else in mind from beginning to end, she was just fighting for one person. She was like crazy, working day and night to clean up the Fu family's dark industry, working hard to make money, and her whole body looked like she wanted money over her life.

Just to buy Chen Fang a freedom.

"Song Weiyu, do you think you were able to hand over the 20 billion to the military smoothly because you were hiding it?" Fu Haitang wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes at some point, with a sarcastic look on his face and a sinister look in his eyes. .

Song Weiyu was still sitting on his desk, his lips slightly parted, and his whole body was frozen in the sun.

After a long while, he blinked to break his dullness and regained his calm expression. She wanted to say something, but she was too distressed to make a sound.

Fu Haitang then sneered: "Without me, Fu Haitang, to tell you the truth, who would dare to take your money?"

The sarcastic gaze fell on her unceremoniously, and she was overwhelmed by this fact.

Both hands tightly grasped the edge of the desk. No wonder it went so smoothly back then. No one in the Fu family discovered the transfer of 20 billion funds. The military also kept its promise and gave Chen Fang a semi-free status.

It turns out that Fu Haitang was behind all this.

So, she is really... quite heartless.