Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Under the bright winter sun, the two looked at each other with smiles in silence.

But he was thinking, maybe I won’t be able to grow old with you in this life.

She was also thinking, maybe I won’t be able to grow old with you in this life.

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Song Weiyu found the cup of milk tea that Li Nian liked from among the seven or eight cups, and took it to find Li Nian who was running out of breath.

The two sat on the stone bench closest to the door and watched the three grown men making a snowman.

Li Nian suddenly inserted the straw into the milk tea and turned to interrogate her: "I heard that you slept with your ex-husband's brother last night?"

Song Weiyu shrugged his shoulders, his eyes wandering, "That's not called sleeping, I was trying to relieve his pain, this is dedication..."

"Bullshit! You just want your ex-husband's body! Song Weiyu, don't you want a divorce?"

Just as he finished speaking, Gu Zhen walked in in a professional suit, "What, you're not getting a divorce again?"

The two of them held the milk tea straws in their mouths and looked up at the person coming in from the door.

"Don't listen to her nonsense. She's just a kid playing house. Today's relationship won't be the same as tomorrow's." Song Weiyu glared at Li Nian.

Li Nian closed his mouth and sucked the taro paste with great effort, looking at Gu Zhen with a frown.

It's strange, why did she rush straight to Song Weiyu without even having time to look at Li He? Did they have a fight?

Li Nian looked at the three men at the door in confusion, while Li He was looking at Gu Zhen.

"Gu Zhen, our Dean Li is looking at you."

Gu Zhen turned around when he heard the voice and smiled at Li He with his standard eight teeth. Then he turned back and said, "Xiao Yu, what do you think about the divorce? Do you need my help?"

"No, I will go to get the certificate on time in seven days."

Gu Zhen nodded and sat down as well. He fiddled with his phone and asked casually, "Then why did you go back to Fu's house? I heard from Li He that you didn't go to live in Zongheng."

Song Weiyu deflated the milk tea cup with his thumb and withdrew his gaze from Fu Haitang.

Glancing at Gu Zhen, "Wasn't it the Shao family celebration last night? Many paparazzi were waiting to take photos of the hard evidence of my divorce with Fu Haitang, so I moved back first."

Gu Zhen said, "I thought you were soft-hearted because of Mr. Fu's health."

After Song Weiyu sucked the last pearl, he looked at the snowman at the door that was getting taller and taller and said, "Fu Haitang's body? Did Li He tell you about this?"

"Yes. He has been living in Fu's house recently, so he informed me."

Song Weiyu's eyes fluctuated slightly, "I'm not worried about Fu Haitang, I'm mainly worried that he will delay me from getting the divorce certificate because of his poor mental health. Gu Zhen, if he uses the excuse of being unwell and doesn't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, will I not be able to get the divorce certificate?"

Gu Zhen was stunned, holding the phone tightly, his tone became obviously nervous: "It is possible. If you don't get the certificate within a month, it will be automatically invalidated."

Song Weiyu sighed and looked at the door worriedly, "I hope he won't use this excuse to delay time, but..."

"What?" Gu Zhending looked at her.

"His condition is not good. If things continue like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to get a divorce."

Gu Zhen didn't say anything else and glanced at the man standing at the door supervising the work.

He even ignored the constant glances from Li He next to him. Is it really impossible to get a divorce? Then...isn't his plan...

"Forget it. We're having a party today, let's have some fun and go make a snowman." Li Nian put down the cup of milk tea and dragged Song Weiyu towards the door.

Gu Zhen waved his hand and said, "You guys go ahead, I'll take care of some matters at the law firm."

Li Nian walked out holding Song Weiyu's arm, whispering quietly, "Do you feel that something is wrong with her? She seems to be looking forward to your divorce."

"And Li He would never mention to her that Fu Haitang was sick. Where did she hear it?" Song Weiyu and Li Nian looked at each other.

The only people who knew about this were close friends: Shao Guoren, Li Nian, and Li He.

"Could it be Chen Fang?" Li Nian tilted his head to study. Of the group of people who came today, only Chen Fang was missing.

"Impossible. Not to mention that Chen Fang may not know about this, even if he does, he will definitely not reveal Fu Haitang's illness to outsiders. After all, if this matter gets out, Fu Haitang's reputation will be greatly damaged."

Li Nian nodded. Although Chen Fang and Fu Haitang did not get along, they were both clear-headed on such important matters.

The doubts in their minds were quickly shattered by the snowball thrown by Li He.

"Li He, you dare to hit my sister-in-law!" Shao Guoren chased him out again.

Li Nian frowned as he watched his own armored machine push Li He into the snow pile and brush off the snow on his body. "Yes, yes, your brother and sister-in-law are your biological parents, and I, your wife, am your consort!"

Shao Guoren heard her mumbling and leaned over to ask, "Wife, why are you jealous of my brother?"

"Hmph!" Li Nian ignored him and he and Song Weiyu picked up snow and piled it on the snowman.

Fu Haitang came up to Song Weiyu, put his hands in his trouser pockets and gave him some instructions like an old man. When Song Weiyu got tired of nagging, he just grabbed the snow and tore open the hem of Fu Haitang's clothes and threw him in.

"hiss……"

Seeing a rare embarrassment on the face of the calm and steady President Fu, Song Weiyu smiled with bright eyes.

He ripped open his sweater and shook off the snow, revealing half of his muscular abs. Song Weiyu's eyes widened instantly, and he ran over to cover his clothes with his hands: "It's exposed, it's exposed!"

Press both hands on the abdominal muscles.

Fu Haitang loosened his sweater and pressed her hand against his warm body temperature, "Your hands are colder than snow."