Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

What is it?

'I love you' and 'let's not meet again' are not actually in conflict.

The conflict is that she is so poor that she doesn't even have a complete heart.

Song Weiyu slowly lowered her head, big tears fell at her feet and fell into flowers. She silently confessed to the air: "I love you..."

When she lowered her head, she saw the sandalwood box in her numb hand.

He raised it in front of him and looked up at the closed door: "You went back that night, right? When I ran down, you were already gone. I thought you wouldn't leave..."

Butler Zhang saw the tears on her face the moment she raised her head.

I feel bad about it. They have been together for many years and have a master-servant relationship. Moreover, she is not only Fu Haitang's wife, but also the biological mother of the next owner of Fu's house.

Breaking the bones and connecting the tendons is a relationship that no one can cut off.

Butler Zhang turned sideways and moved towards the corridor.

The doorknob fell in front of Song Weiyu as she wished. She took a step forward and put her hand on the handle, but did not turn it off immediately.

She wanted to wait for someone in the room to respond to him, or come over and open the door for her. Didn't he say: Song Weiyu, take one step forward, and no matter how difficult the rest of the road is, I will walk it.

However, there are already two worlds inside and outside the door.

Fu Haitang leaned back on the chair and bit the cloth in his mouth. Due to the extremely unbearable torture, a dull roar still escaped from the depths of his throat.

Sweat beads seeped out from his forehead, gathered and rolled down, and hid into his shirt along his tight neck, leaving a wet stain of blood.

Not to mention walking towards her, he now wished he could disappear from her eyes with this embarrassed look.

Song Weiyu couldn't wait for him to open the door.

Her heart tightened little by little. It turned out that this was what it felt like to be left hanging. According to her previous temper, she would have turned away long ago.

The cuteness makes people fearless, and they reach into the bag, "I really have something for you, Fu Haitang, can I go in?"

The turning of the copper lock is inaudible.

At Fu Haitang's signal, Shao Guoren took off the cloth from his mouth.

Taking a deep breath, his Adam's apple rolled against his strong muscles, and he stared at the door handle.

He didn't say he could enter, nor did he say he couldn't enter. Song Weiyu felt that this was acknowledgment that she had entered.

Pushing the door open, a finger-width gap revealed the room's stable temperature all year round, but it was already cold before it even reached her body.

"roll."

She stopped suddenly, thinking she had heard wrongly.

She had never heard such a tone of indifference and disgust. The door handle seemed to be on fire, so hot that she immediately let go.

But this word was like an arrow, nailing her to the spot. She stared at the crack in the door, dumbfounded, and forgot to escape.

"Song Weiyu." A short but disdainful low laugh followed the air and penetrated his ears.

"I checked WeChat, but I didn't reply to you. Don't you know what that means?"

Song Weiyu bit her lip, "I know you are angry...but."

"But what?"

Fu Haitang's voice was so deep that he said, "Song Weiyu, why do you think I want a woman who has cheated on me several times?"

"Go away, I think it's dirty."

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Reason was left in that gap that seemed within reach, and she was like a walking zombie.

When I walked down the corridor, I almost fell.

"Ma'am, please be careful..." Butler Zhang's exclamation could not reach her blank mind, but she entered the room through the crack of the door exactly.

Fu Haitang closed his eyes and stopped struggling and irritated. The unbearable itching feeling all over his body disappeared, because it was replaced by the pain of cutting his heart out.

Shao Guoren was in the room, so nervous that he had nowhere to put his limbs. He remained motionless and tried to be transparent.

Did the words just come from his brother's mouth?

"Let me go and get out of here too."

Logically speaking, he couldn't be untied because he would definitely have another seizure before the four hours were up. But Fu Haitang's eyes were dark and he wanted to kill someone, and Shao Guoren had no choice but to listen.

He wanted to give a few more instructions, but under Fu Haitang's menacing gaze, he left the room uneasily.

"Lock the door." These were his last words.

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