Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

However, this time Fu Haitang included himself in the game. He didn't expect that his depression would be so out of control because of her leaving.

Moreover, this seemingly emotional game between two people is actually fueled by a third hand deep down.

Before Han Guanshan returned to China, Fu Haitang fell into a state of madness and put himself in the dilemma of 'choose women or territory'.

If he returns to China...

Chen Fang returned to his senses and patted Song Weiyu's waist, "Go to sleep. I will take you to the Shaw Brothers Celebration tomorrow afternoon. You haven't chatted with your besties for a long time. I am here for everything. Don't think too much about it. There is no one else." Can prevent us from getting married."

The person in his arms was motionless, and Chen Fang knew that she must have had insomnia and was pretending to sleep.

Suddenly, a wry smile appeared on his lips in the darkness.

He was using any means necessary, Fu Haitang was making careful plans, and Han Guanshan was waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Nothing good...

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In Malaysia in December, the weather is occasionally sunny, but mostly it is rainy.

The heat during the day is stimulated by the cool rain at night, causing subtle chemical reactions in the air.

The man stepped out of bed and put on a colorful shirt. His lean and strong muscles were hidden, leaving only the terrifying deep scars that snaked from his ears to his neck.

"Mr. Han, Fu Haitang is not completely crazy yet. He goes up and down sometimes. The medicine has also been stopped. He probably sensed something was wrong."

Han Guanshan stood on the balcony of the villa, looking at the drizzle outside, squinting and lighting a cigarette.

"Do you think he just noticed something was wrong? Haha..."

He took a deep breath of cigarette and exhaled it slowly, his narrow eyes flashed with danger: "He has long known that this medicine can make him crazy and stupid."

"Then he still eats?"

Han Guanshan sneered, "Of course he will eat it. Even if he knows, he will eat it willingly."

Therefore, he is not worried at all whether the psychiatrist will betray him, because even if the psychiatrist betrays him, Fu Haitang will continue to walk into the trap.

After hanging up the phone, Han Guanshan ejected his unfinished cigarette from the balcony. Looking at the lush green tropical plants outside the villa, he gradually stopped smiling, his eyes ruthless.

Fu Haitang and Chen Fang, both of whom had good moral character, were played around by that monster Song Weiyu.

She is the best at playing tricks on men, isn't she?

He is also cold and cruel, and forgets the vows he made.

She was the one who said she would never leave him first, but in the end it was she who left first. Why...

Why was it that she who he met first was also the first to be abandoned by her?

Han Guanshan held the iron railing tightly with his hands. The hazy light rain in front of him cut through time and space. Raindrops fell on the dirty and dirty face of the boy. He was covered in mud and fished out three sprouts from the smelly ditch on the outskirts of the capital. Moldy potatoes.

Tucked away in a rag gown like a treasure.

"You can't eat sprouted potatoes because they are poisonous." The voice was sweet and soft.

His eyes were blinded by the rain, and his fingernails were still covered with mud from the smelly ditch. He wiped his face randomly, and the mud transferred to his already disgraceful face.

The little girl stared at him and chuckled, "Little clay monkey..."

The boy's sensitive and fragile self-esteem was instantly soaked by the rain. He hurriedly lowered his head and tightened the three potatoes in his arms.

But he saw that he had two toes exposed and was wearing tattered cloth shoes that were two sizes too small.

That day, he didn't see the girl's face clearly, so he hooked his toes and ran away in the rain.

……

Today's rain fell on the man's arrogant face. He stood at the top of Southeast Asia, looking at the endless poisonous flowers outside. Hundreds of his private soldiers were patrolling back and forth with heavy weapons.

He stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked the rainwater from the corner of his mouth, and sneered.

The first person to break his promise should go to hell.

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