Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

An hour later, Chen Fang saw that the table was full of dishes and then walked out from behind the shadows.

Song Weiyu didn't even look at the meals, he just looked into the distance.

"Not to your liking?"

The man sat in front of her holding a cigarette, took one last puff, and put out the cigarette butt directly on the table.

Song Weiyu turned to look at him. This was one of the few exchanges between the two after returning from Wintersweet Garden.

He smiled with his slightly pale mouth: "It tastes very good, but I ate too much fruit in the morning and I can't eat it anymore."

She didn't know how to make a draft even if she lied to him. The fruit on the table was obviously untouched. It had been exposed to the sun for two hours and the surface had been oxidized.

"Take the fruit away and bring up new ones." Chen Fang waved to the nanny who was taking care of her.

He rolled up his shirt sleeves, poured a bowl of fish soup for her, and brought it to her.

Song Weiyu looked at his stern side face, as if at this moment, she really got to know the man who had been with her for half her life.

"Chen Fang, I don't seem to recognize you anymore."

In the past, he could give her the greatest sense of security. No matter she faced danger or difficulties, as long as she saw Chen Fang, she would feel at ease.

But ever since he locked her up, she has been feeling uneasy.

Song Weiyu didn't know where this uneasiness came from, but she couldn't eat or sleep well because of this emotion.

She turned on her phone countless times today, and the screen automatically went black countless times. Only then did I realize that it might be because no one responded to Fu Haitang’s WeChat messages and no one answered the phone calls.

It seemed like he was actually keeping his promise to never show up again.

Chen Fang put the spoon in her hand: "Song Weiyu, is everything we have experienced together over the years all fake?"

She was stunned as she held the spoon.

"I haven't changed, and I will never change." Chen Fang took out a cigarette and pinched it in his hand. He didn't light it, but just played with it.

He looked straight at her, with an overwhelming aura but with disappointment in his eyes: "It's you who have changed, it's because I don't recognize you anymore."

Song Weiyu didn't expect that he would turn an army against him.

He hurriedly avoided his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

He hurriedly held the spoon and lowered his head to take a sip of the soup, but his throat was aggrieved and it was difficult to swallow the soup.

Chen Fang was right, he hadn't changed, she had.

Her swaying not only hurt Fu Haitang, but also hurt Chen Fang.

If she had stood firmly by Chen Fang's side from the moment she signed the divorce agreement and never looked back at Fu Haitang, these things would never have happened.

She always attributed all the faults to herself, but never thought that even if she didn't pester, Fu Haitang had no intention of letting her go.

So, who is at fault in this relationship?

Maybe, they are all wrong.

She drank up a bowl of soup, but didn't even taste the saltiness. She stared at the bottom of the bowl. For some unknown reason, she asked: "Since you know that I have changed, do you still want to marry me?"

"I want to." Without hesitation.

Song Weiyu raised his head to look at him. Chen Fang looked very sharp and charming, especially with the black diamonds on his ears. He looked dangerous but charming.

She looked at the face that had saved her life countless times, her heart sank slightly, and she surrendered to her fate.

"If you want, I'll marry you."

She seemed to be reluctant, and Chen Fang chuckled softly.

Putting his hand on the back of her chair, he leaned closer and said, "Song Weiyu, if! I don't marry you, and I marry someone else now, will you be willing?"

Song Weiyu never thought that Chen Fang would marry someone else.

His mouth was slightly open, but no words came out.

"I'm going to marry someone else. From now on, I will stand behind them, protect their safety, and shield other women from the wind and rain. Are you, Song Weiyu, really willing to let go?" Chen Fang stretched out his hard fingers and poked her again and again as he spoke. Heart.

Song Weiyu was hurt by his poke.

Chen Fang knew her too well and knew that she was extremely possessive. He knows where to put his mouth to hit her right in the heart.

He knows how to handle her better.

Song Weiyu could not help but think of the scenes in his mouth, and his heart became more and more painful.

He was so panicked that he held Chen Fang's wrist with both small hands, "How dare you!"

Chen Fang's black eyes were filled with burning passion, and he locked his eyes with hers, "Why don't I dare?"

"There are many women who want to be with me. I can find any female star to get the certificate tomorrow. I can hold a wedding banquet the day after tomorrow, hold her hand, toast, and..."

"Stop talking..." Song Weiyu threw herself into his arms, burying her face in his neck and sobbing.

She used to secretly think about such a scene, but now that Chen Fang said it word for word, she instantly had a sense of the scene.

She cried for a while with red eyes, and Chen Fang didn't even reach out to hug her.

Unable to get comfort, she sniffed and sobbed, and raised her eyes to look at him aggrievedly.

Chen Fang looked back at her indifferently, and until tears slowly gathered in her eyes, he did not reach out to wipe them for her.

At this moment, she felt as if she was really going to lose Chen Fang.

The tears grew louder and louder.

Finally, he spoke, "I'm just saying, you are so unwilling to cry like this. If I really marry someone else, why don't you go and crash my wedding banquet?"