Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

The socialite followed excitedly, thinking that she was being looked at in a different light.

After all, she had observed for a long time that no woman could say more than three sentences to Fu Haitang.

Song Jingming turned to look at his careless father, and then at the famous lady Jia Ziyin, frowning deeply.

He walked a few steps away and took out his cell phone: "Mom, where are you?"

"Near the island table at No. 6 on the right."

"You go to table 8. I'm being pestered by some old guys from Jinghe Venture Capital. Come and save me..."

Song Weiyu looked towards the island table at No. 8, where there were the most people around. No matter how outstanding his figure and temperament was, Fu Haitang could not be found.

Will he be there? Song Weiyu was a little flustered.

"...Ask your dad to come over and save you. Those people in Jinghe will see your dad like a mouse seeing a cat."

"My dad? He... was called away by Uncle Shao. Come here quickly."

Since he's not here, it doesn't matter if he goes over. After hanging up the phone, Song Weiyu walked to table No. 8.

Along the way, people kept stopping her and asking: "Mrs. Fu, who are these two little girls next to you? They are so beautiful."

"My daughter-in-law belongs to the elder's family, her name is Su Jin. There is also a daughter-in-law from the second oldest's family, her name is...Chen Wenying."

Over the years, there have been countless ladies in the capital who have longed to marry the son of the Fu family. There have been many scandals, but each of them ended without success.

Today, she was recognized by Song Weiyu and said it from her own mouth. Everyone's eyes were glued to Su Jin and Wen Ying as if they were glued.

People are constantly speculating about whose daughter these two are.

I didn't guess the result, so I secretly took photos again and asked the media paparazzi to check...

Wherever Song Weiyu walked, there was quite a stir.

Because now they are said to be the daughter-in-law of the Fu family, wouldn't they be the future 'Mrs. Fu'.

Everyone approached with their mobile phones, asking for contact information, and the talkative ones were already asking to go out for tea and shopping.

Su Jin and Wen Ying's faces almost froze with laughter. They couldn't help but admire Song Weiyu who was so skillful in front of them.

Song Weiyu picked up a glass of wine while walking, smiling brightly.

"I know that you two may not like this kind of situation, but you must adapt. In the next few decades, you will have to live in this kind of environment. For no other reason than to be your lover, and to be with these people. Get along well.”

She finally showed off her ability to be a mother-in-law.

He just said he was 'educating' him as someone who had been through it before, but his face turned red.

After all, she didn't do it herself, and she often caused trouble for Fu Haitang in the past. Fortunately, this man was very good at protecting his shortcomings, and he could make up for her mistakes.

Thinking of Fu Haitang, Song Weiyu had a smile on his lips and tenderness on his eyes.

Putting down the glass, she turned around and looked up. Before she could hide her smile, she saw a man in a smoky suit walking this way, followed by her two high-spirited sons.

The man had a cold face and deep black eyes, as if he was staring at her, but he didn't seem to be looking.

On the other hand, the two worthless sons behind him were smiling like male vixens, looking directly behind her with raised eyebrows and ogling.

Fu Chunhe, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, couldn't suppress the surprise in his eyebrows. He pinched his palms and asked in a low voice: "Second brother, why do you think Su Jin is with mom? Am I dreaming?"

"You won't ask yourself?"

Song Jingming dropped his eldest brother and rushed over, his hands firmly shackling Wen Ying's waist, keeping her close to his side, leaning over and whispering in her ear: "But let me catch you, don't expect it tonight run."

Soon, Wen Ying was coaxed away by Song Jingming's soft words.

Fu Chunhe's eyes wandered in front of his parents, and he stretched out his hand to Su Jin.

"Why don't you tell me?"

"surprise."

Su Jinrou smiled and took Fu Chunhe's arm, and followed him elsewhere, "I've made peace with my mother, you don't have to hide me anymore."

People come and go, leave and return, go and return. The wine glasses bubbled when they collided, and the skirt swayed with the aroma of wine.

But at this moment, Song Weiyu seemed to be deaf and could see nothing else.

The corners of his mouth gradually became flat, but the smile kept flowing from his eyes.

The two of them were several meters apart, and everything around them seemed to be moving like phantoms. They just looked at each other from a distance without moving.

She lost weight.

He lost weight.