Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Before Su Jin could refuse, Fu Haitang put down his arrogance and patiently told her many things from that year.

These things are all about Song Weiyu's situation back then and her guilt over the years.

"I never thought that Director Fu, who has always been aloof in my mind, could say so much to me."

After all, even when she was in love with Fu Chunhe, Fu Haitang would not press the window to take a look when his car passed by them.

Even if they met, he would just nod coldly.

When Su Jin was a teenager, she asked Fu Chunhe: "Your father is always serious about words. He is usually very serious at home."

"No, he is a talkative person in front of my mother. Actually, well, he is very unruly in front of my mother."

……

"I thought carefully about what Mr. Fu said that day. He was right. You had no other choice at that time. Mr. Song, at the same time, I hope you don't blame me. The disappearance for ten years also led to Fu Chunhe... committing suicide."

In fact, what made Su Jin let go of it all was seeing the knife marks on Fu Chunhe's wrists that could never be removed.

When she first saw this irreparable scar, she was not only shocked and distressed, but also regretful. I was even thinking about what I would do if he really wasn't rescued that time.

A week ago, on the night Song Weiyu's car exploded, Fu Chunhe showed his dismay in front of Su Jin for the first time.

He hugged her, his voice was hoarse, and he cried softly in her ear: "Wife, dad, he suffered from severe depression. He committed suicide..."

Su Jin didn't believe it at all at that time, but she also knew that Fu Chunhe would not lie to her.

She thought of herself, and the ten years of hiding seemed to her like a blank space in her life. Therefore, Su Jin understands better than anyone else that nothing is as stable as having her lover by her side.

So today, she asked Wen Ying to bring Song Weiyu over.

-

Song Weiyu is not a pretentious woman.

She smiled and said no more about the past.

"The Shao family's golden celebration is coming soon. Fu Chunhe should bring you to attend, right?"

Su Jin shook her head: "He has been hiding it for me. He didn't dare to let me see you for fear that I would run away again... so he didn't tell me about it."

"Then don't tell him the news of our reconciliation. Follow me to the Golden Celebration and we'll scare him!"

Song Weiyu squinted his fox eyes and smiled dazzlingly.

"Okay." Su Jin responded with a smile.

Song Weiyu touched the bouquet of wild flowers in his hand and showed his first heartfelt smile in these days.

She has picturesque features, and her smile is even more charming.

Su Jin breathed a sigh of relief. The grudge that had been with her for so many years was finally removed. What she didn't say was that after Fu Haitang explained everything that happened that day, he put down his posture and apologized for Song Weiyu.

He even stood up to bend over to apologize to her.

Su Jin jumped up in fright. Fortunately, Fu Chun and Yan Jishou quickly stopped Fu Haitang.

Then, Fu Haitang prayed to her that if there was a chance in the future, he hoped that she would take the initiative to reconcile with Song Weiyu.

That night, Fu Chunhe told her about his parents' love. He said that his father had been arrogant for most of his life and only bent down for his mother.

So today, she took the initiative to come over and give Song Weiyu a bouquet of flowers.

She also wanted to remind Song Weiyu to cherish the people in front of her, but she didn't know how to say it.

When Song Weiyu and Wen Ying left the cafe, Su Jin suddenly called out to her: "Aunt Song, thank you."

She didn't know why Su Jin suddenly said thank you. Thinking about it, she had nothing to thank her for.

"Thank you and Uncle Fu for your words and deeds for raising such an outstanding son."

-

While shopping in the mall, Song Weiyu was still thinking about this sentence.

I didn't bother trying on clothes. I didn't buy any of them, and I bought them all for Wen Ying.

Looking up, I saw a dark gray suit in the window. The tall model perfectly outlined the crisp shape of the suit.

But, it doesn't look as good on him.

Fu Haitang is a perfect match for his gray suit, especially since he has broad shoulders and long legs, is tall and has an elegant and calm temperament, making him a living suitcase.

Wen Ying sipped her milk tea and looked at her and then at the window.

"Auntie, do you want to buy some clothes for Uncle Fu?"

Song Weiyu shook his head, "He is very picky and does not wear ready-made clothes. All his suits are made by the Rong Qingxiang shop at the front door."

"Then let's go order it for Uncle Fu now?"

Song Weiyu withdrew his eyes from his gray suit and smiled faintly, "It's too late, it's too late."