Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

He grew up in a military compound and was good at martial arts. He went abroad before he was a minor and survived a hail of bullets. A few years younger than Song Weiyu.

Although he is in his 40s, he still maintains a strong and muscular body. Time has not only not made him old-fashioned, but has given him a layer of elegance and stability that was already strong and handsome.

This was the most fearless bodyguard in the capital 20 years ago. He had protected Song Weiyu and survived in critical moments many times.

Therefore, in front of him, Fu Haitang only dared to glare angrily but did not dare to curse.

This was his wife's savior and his savior.

Song Weiyu was full and went to change clothes. Looking at the clothes prepared from the inside out in the package, Song Weiyu couldn't help but smile.

Since her clothes were sprinkled with medicine, her clothes have been prepared and cleaned by this bodyguard himself, and she only trusts him. Song Weiyu changed her clothes and put on lipstick.

He handed the bag to the bodyguard, turned to Fu Haitang and said, "You keep an eye on your son in the hospital, and call me as soon as he wakes up. Chen Fang will accompany me to school today."

Fu Haitang held his tongue and muttered: "I can just stay in the capital, why do I have to come here... I hate it."

Song Weiyu heard it, turned around and pecked him on the mouth: "Be good, husband."

Chen Fang glanced at Fu Haitang, followed Song Weiyu out the door, opened her bag and took out the car keys inside. Hold it in your hand and say nothing.

Song Weiyu stood in the elevator, looking at his strong chin and capable head. He swallowed secretly and whispered: "What? I have a friend who is divorced. You know her. How about introducing her to you? She has been coveting your manhood since she was young."

"If the chairman thinks that my marriage can make you feel more comfortable. It doesn't matter who it is with, you can just make arrangements."

Chen Fang's voice was still cold, and the two of them went out and got in the car.

When other drivers drive, Song Weiyu always sits in the back seat. Only when Chen Fang drives does she sit in the passenger seat. Song Weiyu stopped talking. No matter how cold and stern she was outside, she became obedient and submissive in front of Chen Fang.

The two arrived at school.

Principal Wang personally led a team to visit the school with Song Weiyu, and the group shuttled through various teaching buildings.

"I want to go to the psychology department."

Why didn't Principal Wang understand that the man on the forum a few days ago was Song Weiyu's second son. Principal Wang's eyes flashed: "Just in time, there are three classes in class now. I'll take you there. This way."

A group of more than a dozen people arrived at the psychology building. Three classes were in one classroom. The teacher was asking questions, and several people stood at the back door to watch.

The teacher called on several people, all of whom were absent from class. The students booed, "Teacher, you did it on purpose."

The teacher chuckled and looked at the WeChat message that had just arrived on his phone. It was from Principal Wang. He raised his eyes and clicked Wen Ying's name: "This classmate, do you think there are things in this world that science cannot explain?"

This question is very sharp.

Wen Ying smiled and said, "Of course there is. For example, the ten names you just called are all classmates who are absent from class."

The teacher smiled, but was not going to let her go: "Let me be more straightforward. Student Wen, do you think there are ghosts and gods in this world?"

The teacher who has always been gentle and gentle asked such a pointed question today.

This question divides all the people in the world into two parts, and can be the easiest way to distinguish the differences in human thinking. Wen Ying couldn't directly say no, nor could he say yes.

The classmates are waiting for Wen Ying's answer. Wen Ying raised her head and said, "Teacher, are you a party member?"

The teacher paused and touched his eyes: "Haha, I am."

Wen Ying: "The answer is obvious."

The teacher smiled and said nothing, and said warmly: "We cannot put aside the patient's identity and look at this problem, or any problem, one-sidedly."

Song Weiyu frowned and looked for a while, then turned and left. He always had a habit of hooking hands, so Chen Fang immediately lowered his head and came close to her mouth to listen to her talk.

"I brought you to see her specially. How is this second wife?"

"Kitten with tiger teeth."

Song Weiyu pursed her lips and smiled: "That's great, just like you. I like her more and more."

Chen Fang returned behind Song Weiyu, pursed his lips and raised the corners of his lips, smiling silently.

Fu Haitang called: "Honey, my son woke up! Come back quickly! He doesn't seem to want to live anymore!"

Song Weiyu was heartbroken: "Is he going to make trouble alive or dead??"

Fu Haitang: "No, he... is more difficult to deal with than life and death. Come back quickly!!"

Song Weiyu hung up the phone, apologized and said goodbye to Principal Wang, and agreed to come back in a few days. Turning around and running to the car, Chen Fang grabbed her and said, "Wait for me here, I'll drive."

Chen Fang picked her up in his car, turned left and right without braking, and arrived at the hospital in a blink of an eye. The two went to the ward together. Song Jingming had already left the ICU and moved to the high-end ward on the top floor.

Chen Zang waited outside the door, and Song Weiyu went in by himself.

Surprisingly, Song Jingming behaved very well while lying on the bed.

Song Weiyu glanced at Fu Haitang, didn't he say he wanted to live or die? Fu Haitang shook his head, raised his chin, and signaled Song Weiyu to ask himself.

Song Weiyu: "Son, how do you feel? Where does it hurt?"

"It's okay, Mom. I'm sorry for worrying you. It doesn't hurt anywhere. It's very good. It's better than before the car crash."

……

"Son, what do you want to say, eat, or want? Mom can get it for you."

"No, no desires or desires."

……

Song Weiyu tilted his head, looking at his son who was apathetic and empty-eyed, feeling very uneasy. Sure enough, this was not as good as life or death.

He went out and called Secretary Li: "Secretary Li, have you found Wen Ying's life experience and family background? Send it to me immediately."

Chen Fang put his hands in his suit pockets and leaned against the corridor in a daze at the door. He is 188cm tall and has excellent body proportions. Even if he is wearing a suit, you can still feel the strong muscles under his arms.

Song Weiyu walked up to him: "Aren't you going to see the second child?"

Chen Fang did not raise his head, and his eyebrows were lowered, making it difficult to see what he was thinking: "Just wake up, I won't go now."

Song Weiyu turned around and returned to the ward, sat beside the bed and asked, "Does your arm hurt? It's broken. It will take several months to recover."

"It doesn't hurt."

Song Jingming's voice was very soft, with no emotion at all, but Song Weiyu smiled: "Each one is more stubborn than the other. Get up and walk if you have nothing to do. Your legs are not broken."

Song Jingming's face was expressionless, silent, and his eyes were empty.

Song Weiyu smiled and said: "You are just as stubborn as the one at the door."

Song Jingming then raised his head and looked at the door. Outside the translucent glass, there was a tall figure with a figure that he was very familiar with. He said in a low voice: "He's here, why don't you come in to see me?"

Fu Haitang scolded: "Little bastard, as long as your father and I stay here with you, it doesn't matter what he does."