Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

He turned back and continued driving, his eyes and brows filled with displeasure.

Song Weiyu closed the car window, leaned over and hugged his arm, "That's not what I meant, don't be unhappy."

"Then what do you mean? Well, Mrs. Fu?"

After saying that, the man glanced at her thin and white wrist, which was leaning against his arm softly, "Mrs. Fu, why are you holding my arm? Let go quickly. Don't let reporters see her and laugh at your ex-husband."

"..."

Crying children get candy.

Song Weiyu put his hand back into his palm, interlocking his fingers in a flattering manner: "Don't think too much, I just don't want to owe him too much."

"You just feel like you owe him? Don't you have any other feelings?" Chen Fang relaxed his hand and didn't hold her back.

Other feelings?

Song Weiyu's eyes flashed, "Nothing else."

Chen Fang has seen through her a long time ago, and now she is probably the only one who thinks she has hidden her love for Fu Haitang well. Little did he know that the glass cover covering her heart had already been torn apart.

Any crack could seep out her hidden love for that man.

However, as long as she doesn't make it clear, Chen Fang will naturally not be stupid enough to expose it.

The man took hold of her: "Remember, it's not you who owes him, it's me. So you don't need to feel guilty about him, I will compensate him at the right time."

compensate?

Song Weiyu frowned slightly.

It's like hearing an ordinary person say to the richest man: "I grant you a wish."

She was curious: "How do you plan to compensate?"

Chen Fang looked out the window at the end of the road filled with luxury cars, and did not reply: "Here we are, I promise you today that I will keep my distance from you."

"But, I don't want you to meet him privately."

Song Weiyu nodded, a trace of strange loss slipped through his eyes.

Even if she wanted to meet, Fu Haitang still wouldn't want to meet her.

However, she had a more important thing to do today, which was to find Li He and ask the psychiatrist what was going on. After answering Assistant Hao's call last night, she could not contact Li He.

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Unfortunately, Fu Haitang went to the banquet alone an hour ago, so the reporters were eagerly waiting to see how Mrs. Fu would appear.

When Chen Fang's eye-catching car came into everyone's sight, the reporters immediately raised their cameras.

The security guard opened the way in front, and his parking space was behind Fu Haitang's car.

The familiar Bentley was still elegant. Song Weiyu glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, his face was dull, but he seemed to see him in his heart, and his heart beat against his chest.

Like every previous cocktail party, Chen Fang got out of the car first, then opened the car door for her, and stretched out his hand for her to hold on as he did habitually.

The parking space in the front row was very close to the entrance mat. The moment her toes landed, the flashlights not far away lit up like stars.

She was used to being surrounded by stars, but today... she felt like she was about to have her scars removed and her flesh revealed.

Will Fu Haitang really announce his divorce?

Holding Chen Fang's arm and walking towards the red carpet, she saw Wen Ying and Su Jin arriving at the entrance and waving to her.

Sun Hexi stood behind Wen Ying, looking at the little girl in front of him with a soft expression.

He didn't like this kind of occasion where cups and cups were exchanged and he didn't want to come, but he wanted to protect her safety personally, so he came.

The three of them followed Chen Fang and Song Weiyu and slowly entered the stage.

The sound of the flashing lights was continuous, but it could not stop the reporters at the scene from whispering, "This is Mr. Chen? He looks good? But why is Mrs. Fu holding his arm?"

"Oh, it's been like this for so many years. Always Chen is her personal bodyguard."

The new reporters are silent. Secrets of wealthy families, bodyguards in charge? What a great gimmick, why hasn’t the media written about it for so many years?

The senior reporters laughed and rolled their eyes: "Don't even think about it, any media that dares to write about this will go bankrupt the next day, right?"

Song Weiyu heard this, silently stepped on the blanket under his feet, with an ever-present smile on his face, and numbly followed Chen Fang forward.

In fact, she knew that Fu Haitang had been buying media websites behind her back for so many years in order to protect her from rumors.

She pretended not to know at that time.

Just pretend you don't love him now.

As the red carpet came to an end, she breathed a sigh of relief and escaped from the flash.

The seat number on the invitation was in the middle of the row facing the stage. Not surprisingly, Fu Haitang's seat must be next to hers.

When he thought about meeting Fu Haitang later and sitting together for two or three hours, Song Weiyu felt as if he had eaten a plum candy, feeling sour at the same time and able to taste the sweetness at the same time.

Before the grand ceremony even started, everyone present was moving around freely in the drinking area, toasting and chatting.

But everyone is staring at the upper-level bosses with eager eyes, trying to get close to them to look familiar.

Most of the big guys are family businesses, and they have always stayed together after a century of hard work. Therefore, the place where people gather the most in the drinking area is usually where big guys from all walks of life gather.

In previous years, Fu Haitang was in the middle of the crowd, with his elegant and dignified smile, holding her waist with one hand while talking to others.

……

"Don't drink too much, you know?" Chen Fang smoothed the hem of her skirt and tucked her long hair behind her ears.

Song Weiyu came back to his senses and said, "Well, I won't drink today."

"I promised happily every time, and drank less every time." Chen Fang looked at her fondly, and rubbed Song Weiyu's cheek with the back of his hand.

"Oh, I got it." She tilted her head and ran away from the rough hand, with a coquettish expression.

Chen Fang smiled and quickly kissed the corner of her mouth.

She clenched her fist and punched him in the chest: "What are you doing? We agreed not to get too close!"

Not far away, a pair of lonely and deep eyes glanced at him, then disappeared into the sea of ​​people.