Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

"My master has packed your things himself. How about I go out and call him to ask?" Butler Zhang asked tentatively.

Song Weiyu was in a daze in front of the mirror, looking at the skin care products on the wall cabinet divided according to their functions. Some of them were in French, and he even marked them in Chinese by hand.

So soft-hearted.

Ah Xiao's clear and clear voice came: "Sister-in-law, just pick out what you like and take it away. In fact, Xiangshan Lake has a full range of things."

Song Weiyu suddenly came back to his senses, blinked quickly, and evaporated the fog in his eyes. After taking a few long breaths, his voice calmed down: "Forget it, Butler Zhang, don't ask, I don't really like that hairpin either."

—

Li He stood in the third child's room and saw Song Weiyu and others walking out through the solid wood window lattice, talking and laughing, which was completely opposite to the atmosphere in the room.

The man sitting beside the bed obviously heard Song Weiyu's angry laughter. His long soft eyelashes trembled and he stared at the hairpin in his palm without saying a word.

"You go to the hospital to see me tomorrow. I have to check your brain function and heart rate. Anyway, she is discharged from the hospital, and you can't touch her. Do you hear me?"

Li Hyuk sat next to him and patted his shoulder.

He was unmoved.

"Fu Haitang, don't be cowardly. If I were you, it's not the time to be decadent. We still have a month to get married, and it's not certain whether it will happen or not. Now that you're decadent, haven't you given up Song Weiyu?"

Fu Haitang remained silent, and the knot between his brows did not diminish at all. His current knot was not divorce at all.

It's because she doesn't have him in her heart now!

Li He studied his emotional changes and vaguely guessed his thoughts. How about giving him some hope? We can't watch him give up on himself...

Although he said that he would have to help Chen Fang from now on. But Fu Haitang and he were brothers who grew up in crotchless pants, how could they just sit idly by and ignore it.

Li He took off the hand that was resting on Fu Haitang's shoulder and intertwined his fingers, thinking about whether to give him some hope.

But the consequence of giving him hope is that Fu Haitang will rush to Song Weiyu regardless. But according to the recent medical records of Han Guanshan, it was discovered that the road Song Weiyu chose had no end in sight, and it was not generally dangerous.

Otherwise, why would she prepare suicide pills for herself?

She must be afraid that the kidnapping will happen again, and that she will become a tool for others to threaten Chen Fang or Fu Haitang.

That's why she tried every means to get a divorce. On the one hand, she didn't want Chen Fang to go alone. But on the other hand, she was trying to protect Fu Haitang's safety, right?

Li He twirled his fingers, thought twice, and decided to keep silent.

When he withdrew his hands and decided to leave, he caught a glimpse of red marks on his palms from the corner of his eye. He looked at them carefully and wiped them. It was dried blood.

Li He was stunned. Where did this come from?

He had only touched Fu Haitang's shoulder just now. Before that... he had held Fu Haitang's clenched hand.

Li He's eyebrows were deeply condensed, and a hint of anger could not stop rolling in his eyes. He stared at Fu Haitang's wrist under his shirt, and his eyes moved up his wrist little by little.

Sure enough, there was a bloody scab between the ring finger of Fu Haitang's left hand.

Has he reached the stage where he is hurting himself?

Li He swallowed deeply, feeling incredible and angry at the same time. It felt like there was a stone stuck in his throat. Not only could he not go up or down, it also hurt him.

"Fu Haitang, you are really crazy! You are really crazy!"

He didn't know where the strength came from. He grabbed Fu Haitang's collar and dragged him to the bathroom. He turned on the faucet to wash away the blood on his hands.

After cleaning it, I discovered that there were seven or eight bloody cuts on the white mark left by the wedding ring on my ring finger.

The white marks may disappear over time, but these cuts will forever preserve the soul of the wedding ring.

Li He was filled with hatred, and his anger was accompanied by heartache: "You are so damn sick! Fu Haitang, I really underestimated you! Can she come back if you harm yourself?"

In the mirror, Fu Haitang, who is nearly 190cm tall, is crumbling. The shirt on his chest was pulled open by Li He just now. Several buttons popped off, and his strong chest was exposed.

The face that used to be handsome and elegant is now full of self-abasement and decadence.

His deep brows were close to the mirror, he lowered his eyebrows and stared at his chest, and asked in a dumb voice: "Li He, tell me, Chen Fang's body is covered with scars for her, why am I so clean?"

His skin is a bit cold white, and although the muscles on his chest are clearly defined, they are not overly tense, pampered, delicate and tight.

"Do I have to risk my life for her so that she can come back?" He picked up the eyebrow trimmer on the closet and pressed it against his chest.

He was knocked to the ground with a punch by Li He, "Are you evil? Fu Haitang, do you have a fucking brain?"

Li He was furious and kicked the door to vent his anger.

He took a few deep breaths and suddenly sneered. Song Weiyu thought he had planned everything, and thought that by pretending not to love Fu Haitang and giving him two slaps, he would be able to clear up the relationship with Fu Haitang, and everything would be fine.

But in her plan, she not only underestimated her own feelings for Fu Haitang.

She also underestimated Fu Haitang's feelings for her!

—

Fu Haitang got up from the ground, opened the door and walked to his room.

Li He looked at the wound he had just opened with water. Blood came out again, mixed with water, and dripped down his fingertips onto the floor.

It's better to give him one last hope.

He let out a long sigh and shouted: "Fu Haitang, do you think your little fox no longer has you in his heart?"