Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

A feeling of pain flashed through her heart, and she didn't dare to think about that scene.

"Okay, see you at the same place tonight. I happen to be in a bad mood too."

At seven o'clock in the evening, Song Weiyu changed into a tight clubbing dress, a white mink that reached her ankles, dark red lipstick, and curly hair.

The bar I often go to has a membership system and high consumption, so it's very private.

The two took off their coats, sat in the very large booth in the center and clinked glasses, looking at the male models dancing on the stage like stars.

I don't know why, but I muttered about men's figures.

Li Nian's diarrhea was about to flow, and he drank to relieve it. "These men are worthless and worthless. They are all made of protein powder and liquid nitrogen."

"To be a real tough guy, you have to be Chen Fang..."

Li Nian crooked her and asked in a low voice: "Did you sleep that night? Tell me the details..."

Song Weiyu was addicted to food. After drinking half a bottle, his cold white skin turned warm pink.

A sparkling skirt looks like a dream under the colorful spotlights.

"Want to know?" Her eyes flickered.

Li Nian said like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"Sleep!" Lying's blush was covered by alcohol, and she swayed to the dynamic singing in the bar.

"Details...details! Let's start with taking off our clothes!"

Think of the visual tension when Chen Fang and Song Weiyu stand together.

Thinking that he could hold Song Weiyu up with one arm, Li Nian couldn't help but want to listen to something inappropriate for children.

Shaking Song Weiyu's arm, he grinned and said, "Speak quickly! Are you going to live or die? Hehehehe..."

Song Weiyu sipped his wine, his shaking body suddenly froze, and his eyes filled with water.

She suddenly remembered the night two days ago when Fu Haitang took her home drunk.

Those kisses, those physical contacts, those low whispers.

Her whole body felt hot, as if she had suddenly returned to the ambiguous Bentley. She was drunkenly nestled in Fu Haitang's arms, and was kissed by the man.

Song Weiyu clenched the cup, his eyes fixed in the colorful lights in the void. The consciousness that was infinitely diffused by alcohol jumped out of control onto the bed.

In her mind was the man's broad and muscular chest, as well as the tense arms on both sides of her.

His low magnetic voice scratched every nerve in her.

That night, she didn't refuse and was even a little proactive.

She missed him.

Li Nian shook her for a long time, but the man didn't respond and was still in a daze.

Looking at Song Weiyu's obsessed expression, Li Nian fiddled with her hot ears: "Song Weiyu, you won't share it with me and replay it in your mind?"

"To be honest, I was thinking about Fu Haitang just now." She took a big sip and patted her red face.

Li Nian thought he heard wrongly.

Song Weiyu was a little drunk and started to shake Li Nian's arm in turn, frowning as if the sky was falling. "Li Nian, why do I miss Fu Haitang! I'm done, I can't control myself."

The two have known each other for so many years and talk about everything.

Also trust each other.

Li Nian didn't understand what she meant, "You mean, Fu Haitang's job is good?"

It's pretty good, Song Weiyu blinked.

"Then tell me, which one is better, Fu Haitang or Chen Fang? Which one has the best user experience?" Li Nian was rude again.

Song Weiyu shook his head, feeling a sense of dryness rising in his heart. "That's not what I meant! It has nothing to do with the quality of the work..."

What makes her worried is that in the past, she could still control her thoughts. When facing Fu Haitang, reason was more important than emotion.

She knew she loved him, but she could hold it back.

But just now, the longing in her heart almost drowned her like a dam bursting.

She showed off half a bottle of wine and choked to tears: "You are really worthless. Why do you miss him? He is far worse than Chen Fang. Don't miss him...don't miss him..."

Li Nian watched her go crazy and watched her brainwash herself. He frowned and thought about the meaning of her words.

"No...Song Weiyu? You can't be, you still love Fu Haitang, right? Why are you so fickle? Sometimes you love this, sometimes you love that."

There are too many men, are you spoiled for choice?

Li Nian was speechless... I'm so envious. She really wants two men.

The phone rang suddenly and it was Shao Guoren. Li Nian answered the phone with a guilty conscience.

The sound was loud and urgent:

"Honey, aren't you with Song Weiyu? Help me ask her where my brother Fu has been these two days. I can't get through the phone...he's not in the company either."

"It's like losing contact! Has she abused my brother Fu again... Ask her to call my brother Fu and ask where he is!"