Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

"Song Weiyu, is it fun to catch me? Let go."

She didn't let go, but tightened her grip and secretly moved half a step behind him.

Fu Haitang watched the little shadow sneaking closer, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, but he pressed his lips down again, sighing in his heart and cursing himself for being a fool.

"What do you want to do?"

"Actually, on the day of the first snow, what I originally wanted to say was, I love..."

"Chu Xue?" The voice that suddenly asked back was full of displeasure.

Fu Haitang turned around and pulled her hand away, his uninhibited smile filled with anger, "Did you know, in fact, that snow fell just for you alone."

"what?"

Song Weiyu opened his eyes wide and looked at him with disbelief.

"Artificial snow increase." Fu Haitang explained patiently, with a smile that no longer cared about, looked at her deeply, turned around and continued walking forward.

Song Weiyu stood under the setting sun, looking at his shadow on the ground.

So, she said goodbye to him on the first snowy day he created?

The sound of high-heeled shoes trotting could be heard from behind. Fu Haitang subconsciously slowed down and looked forward to it.

I couldn't help but think about why she wasn't angry today after using such excessive words to insult her last night.

With her temper, it would be easy to ignore him again.

Before he could figure it out, two white arms were wrapped around his waist, and there was a soft touch behind him.

"I take back what I said to you that night, okay?"

"You've said it, I've heard it, why are you taking it back? Let go, Mrs. Chen."

One mouthful of Mrs. Chen.

Song Weiyu closed his thumb and index finger and directly pinched the flesh on his abdomen. He wanted to twist it off like before, but he was reluctant and pinched it lightly.

"Fu Haitang, what you said is wrong. You clearly said that the signal was not good that night, but you didn't hear me."

"Ah…"

Fu Haitang laughed and looked down at the little hand slowly rubbing the place where she had pinched him just now.

It was so warm and soft that my heart almost fell apart from being rubbed by her.

His big hand grasped the troublesome little hand, pulled it away, turned around and stared at her, pressing closer and closer.

The man smiled very evilly, and Song Weiyu retreated with a guilty conscience, blinking his eyelashes until his back touched the cold marble pillar.

"Stop hiding, can you still shrink into the wall?"

Fu Haitang came close to her and lowered his head: "Okay, I can pretend that I didn't hear you. What next? If you come back to me, the divorce agreement will be invalidated?"

"Are you going to tell me that you have to continue the divorce and continue to marry Chen Fang when I have a glimmer of hope?"

Song Weiyu opened his mouth slightly and couldn't say a word.

On the day she left the hospital, Axiao's words were like a cage, engraved in her mind.

With this sentence in mind, once she leaves Chen Fang, she will unconsciously take the responsibility on herself if Chen Fang's life is in danger.

Even if it had nothing to do with her, she couldn't help but wonder if it was because of her leaving that he had no scruples.

[You are the boss’s only concern in this world. If you leave him, he will definitely sink his boat and sacrifice himself. 】

This sentence is a cage without a door.

"You didn't even think about it yourself, so why did you come in front of me and let me pretend that I didn't hear you?"

Fu Haitang let go of her and distanced herself.

"It's not that I didn't think about it." Song Weiyu became anxious and reached out to pull his wrist.

"I...Fu Haitang, I have no choice."

Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed and her eyes were filled with mist, forcing her to make a choice.

In the eyes of others, this is a simple multiple-choice question, either A or B, but in her eyes, it is simply a false proposition with a predetermined answer.

The pen in my hand wrote A countless times.

It falls on the roll but becomes B.

"It's not that you don't have a choice, you don't want to choose me at all. In your heart, no one can shake Chen Fang's status. Even if... you know that I gave up half of my fortune to save you."

There was a cold smile on Fu Haitang's lips.

"Song Weiyu, you saw that document but pretended not to know. Why? Can you tell me why?"

Song Weiyu's tears froze on his face.

How could he know this...

Did Boss Wu tell him? Impossible, Boss Wu will not betray her.

But what can Fu Haitang not do?

She felt as if everything she said and did was exposed under Fu Haitang's eyes.

The confusion in the woman's eyes all fell into Fu Haitang's heart. He took out his mobile phone and called Boss Wu directly, and turned on the radio.

"Director Fu, you are a very busy man, what do you do for me?"

Fu Haitang didn't speak, and put the phone in front of Song Weiyu, "If you want to ask anything, ask it yourself. I have nothing to hide."

Song Weiyu swallowed, and his voice was still trembling, "Boss Wu, it's me."

Boss Wu stopped shaking the legs of the chair and tensed up instantly: "Xiao Yu? Are you with Fu Haitang?"

Not divorced? Has the document been exposed?

"I want to ask you, when I ask you to repair the file, I don't mean to keep it secret..." Song Weiyu hesitated, unable to say the words no matter what.

You can't ask explicitly: Did you tell Fu Haitang about this?

But he is a party involved, why can't he know?

...I ignored him no matter what. Song Weiyu looked at Fu Haitang carefully and said, "Forget it, I have nothing to ask."

Boss Wu is a genius, his little eyes twitching under his double eyelids, "Don't worry yet."

"Actually, the document you sent is a photocopy. There are no traces of pen movement, so it is difficult to repair. In other words, if it has been damaged for ten years, it is impossible to repair it."