Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Zhu Yan looked at her coldly and said in a rather dissatisfied tone: "Do you know, if Fu Haitang finds out that you are dealing with his wife, he can kill you... No, kill me."

Although the underground gang of people in the capital are not in the same circle as Fu Haitang, who is engaged in serious business, they rarely interact with each other.

However, the big and small kings can still tell the difference.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yan's back felt cold and he kicked Li Shiyi in the stomach.

"Bitch, I knew you didn't hold it in when you hooked up with me! You're going to get me into fucking trouble!"

Li Shiyi was unprepared and fell to the ground holding his stomach.

His eyes were slightly red, and his eyes flashed with hatred.

She had no choice but to climb up to Zhu Yan. At that time, Song Weiyu was knocked unconscious at a jewelry reception, and Fu Haitang repeatedly targeted her, making it impossible for her to survive in the capital.

She was unwilling to accept that her career and connections were all destroyed in one fell swoop.

She was desperate and asked Chen Fang for help, but Chen Fang didn't even see her!

Therefore, she wanted Song Weiyu to die, and she just wanted to give her a ride with her own hands.

But those two men protected her so well, accompanying her every day without telling her, and even arranged bodyguards to follow Song Weiyu in secret, so she had no chance to make a move.

This Lin Hao was like the executioner who came to his door.

He is Song Weiyu's employee and sees Song Weiyu every day. Of course, he is the easiest to attack.

Li Shiyi ignored the pain, crawled to Zhu Yan's legs, put his hand on his thigh and shook it gently: "My dear, of course I do it for you, don't you know? Song Weiyu followed Chen Fang after the divorce."

Speaking of Chen Fang, Zhu Yan's teeth itched with hatred and he gasped for air.

Li Shiyi hurriedly put the cigarette on the table to his mouth.

Seeing the vicious look in his eyes, he continued to whisper: "Song Weiyu is the person Chen Fang cares about. If we kill Song Weiyu, Chen Fang will go crazy even if he doesn't die. Then he will have no intention of caring about the gambling agreement."

"Then, we will definitely win this more than 20 billion bet."

After hearing Li Shiyi's words, Zhu Yan narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought. He had also heard about Chen Fang's deep love for Song Weiyu.

But he sneered at this kind of deep love that could not even get a name in 30 years. It was nameless and had no name, and his mother protected him with his life. Isn't this a bad thing?

Be it a hero or the richest man, what a man fears most is falling deeply in love with a woman and being unable to extricate himself.

So...Song Weiyu is Chen Fang's weakness, the only soft spot on this iron wall.

Then cut from here.

Zhu Yan took a deep breath of cigarette, the weird nicotine invaded his blood, and the flesh all over his body shivered slightly with pleasure: "Lin Hao, I can help you kill Song Weiyu without anyone noticing."

Lin Hao was still studying the pictures on his mobile phone. He enlarged the divorce agreement and it clearly stated: All movable and immovable properties of Fu's company shall be divided equally between the husband and wife.

The signature is indeed Fu Haitang's handwriting.

The divorce agreement was also taken by the Civil Affairs Bureau, so it cannot be fake.

Lin Hao was furious, this Song Weiyu! We were given a huge amount of wealth, hundreds of billions! You have to argue with a little guy like him! And forced him to go to jail! The family is ruined!

At the end of the road, it is better to fight to the death. Maybe Song Weiyu dies and no one will investigate his corruption.

"Okay, Boss Zhu, I will listen to you. What do you think I should do?"

"I'll give you the tools to kill, but no matter whether it succeeds or not, you can't confess me! Otherwise...your wife and children..."

Lin Hao hurriedly expressed his loyalty: "Don't worry, if the matter is exposed, I would rather commit suicide than confess you!"

Zhu Yan drank a cigarette, his eyes became blurry, and he pressed a phone: "Prepare a car-mounted explosive for me. Just press the button and it will explode! Hahaha."

—

Fu's Building, Chairman's Office.

Fu Haitang put on a new shirt, and rolled up the cuffs twice, revealing a small section of his strong arms.

Apart from his pale face, he was still dignified and elegant, with nothing unusual about him.

When Assistant Yu came in to refill his water, he paid special attention to the boss's condition today. Something was wrong...nothing was right.

He looked lazy and cold on the outside, but there was always a sense of decadence on the inside... And he had been staring at Mrs. Fu's photo on his desk for an hour.

After Special Assistant Yu went out, he received a call from Butler Zhang.

"Assistant Yu, can you come home? Our master didn't come home last night. I have to ask you to bring him medicine and remind him to take it on time."

"Dr. Fu is sick? Why does he look so pale? I'll go over right now."

Butler Zhang had already taken out the medicine and put it in a small grid according to the daily dosage. After giving it to Assistant Yu, he gave special instructions.

Be sure to eat on time and don’t miss out.

Assistant Yu looked at the shape of these medicines, which were not like common ones. "Uncle Zhang, what's wrong with Mr. Fu? What kind of medicine are these..."

Butler Zhang smiled kindly: "It's an old problem, maybe he's overusing his brain. He's been suffering from headaches and insomnia recently."

Assistant Yu didn't think much, picked it up and returned to the company.

When he arrived downstairs at the company, he saw Song Weiyu's car. The license plate number and body were so conspicuous that it was difficult to ignore it.

He bent down and knocked on the car window: "Director Song, are you coming to the company?"

Song Weiyu didn't expect to meet Special Assistant Yu at this time.

He smiled politely and said: "If I don't go to the company, I will come to see Mr. Ma from Yunyi Technology. He said on the phone that he was talking to Director Fu. Let me wait for him for a while."

"Then don't wait in the car. Let's go up together."

With that said, Assistant Yu took the initiative to open the car door, and with A Lin's eager eyes, he waited eagerly for Song Weiyu to get out of the car.

Song Weiyu's eyebrows were slightly lowered, are you going up? You'll definitely meet him if you go up there.

When I thought about meeting him, I felt a little uneasy, but it was also accompanied by a little expectation. Like little fairy stick fireworks, they are inconspicuous, but they are also crackling and blooming.

But... I just agreed to Chen Fang this morning and love him wholeheartedly.

She also vowed to become strangers to Fu Haitang.

24 hours haven't passed yet, so we have to break our oath?

"Forget it, I won't go up. I'll wait in the car for Mr. Ma. The company has a lot of things to do in the last quarter, so go get busy."

Assistant Yu smiled and said respectfully: "I'm not busy. I just went to the old house to get medicine for Director Fu..."

As he spoke, he took out the white packaging box from his suit pocket and waved it in front of Song Weiyu.

Judging from the sound, there is a lot in the medicine box.

Song Weiyu asked without thinking: "What's wrong with him? The season has changed recently. Did he catch a cold again? Got a fever again? Or is he too stressed, suffering from migraines and insomnia? Did he not eat well recently and his stomach started to hurt again?"

She was stunned when she asked a series of questions, and then her face became slightly hot.

what is this?

……

Assistant Yu wanted to ignore Ah Lin's increasingly cold eyes, but it was like a knife falling on him, clearly threatening him: "Get out of here."

But he has been following Fu Haitang for more than ten years, and he has never seen anything like this.

As Fu Haitang's special assistant, no matter where he goes, others have to respect him.

Can a bodyguard be intimidated?

"Mr. Song, Butler Zhang said that Director Fu didn't go home last night. I see that he is also very pale today. He hasn't spoken since he sat in the office in the morning. He has been staring at your photo on his desk..."

"He didn't come home last night?"

No, Fu Haitang was clearly in the bedroom when she left Fu's house last night.

Could it be that after she left, he went out again?

So where did he go?

Where could he go?

"That's what Butler Zhang said... He also said that Fu Dong has had a severe headache recently and hasn't slept for several days!" Assistant Yu Te exaggerated without blushing.

But it was undeniable that these words were like thousands of fine needles poking into Song Weiyu's heart, making her feel distressed.

But it hurts anyway...

...You can't allow yourself to think about him all the time. Frequently pestering him is not good for anyone.

Besides, his body has always been precious, and he has no major problems or minor problems. It's not a life-threatening illness. I'll be fine within a few days after taking some medicine.

She comforted her heart that wanted to see him.

"Since Butler Zhang has given you the medicine, just go up and watch him eat it. He doesn't like to swallow big pills and will throw them away when you are not paying attention, so you have to watch him eat them."

"Or you can break it in the middle for him."

Song Weiyu whispered, but still resisted the urge to go up and take a look at him.

She was not an indecisive person, but this time she made an exception for Fu Haitang.

Don't worry about things that don't belong to you. She turned around and got into the car.

The special assistant's sighing expression was reflected on the car glass. The two of them were clearly in love, but how could they have come to this point? What went wrong?

It seems that everything started to change from the day Mr. Chen left the Fu family.

Assistant Yu pondered for a moment, turned around and walked back to the company without any further persuasion.

Because even he, a bystander, knew that no matter how unattainable Fu Haitang was in the eyes of others, in Song Weiyu's heart, he seemed to never be able to catch up with Chen Fang.

After all, Mr. Chen saved her life.

Where is Director Fu? …

Just sick.