Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

She huddled on the sofa, hugged her knees, and her shoulders trembled like rain on lotus leaves. She was like a small boat, helpless and could be smashed to pieces by the wind and rain at any time.

Fu Haitang looked at her and realized that she didn't need him. He turned his eyes away and endured it again and again.

But her suppressed and dull crying sound lingered around and made his heart tight. How could he possibly hold it back?

"Let me hold you for a while?" Although he asked, his hands had already pulled the person onto his legs.

Song Weiyu buried her head, the tip of her nose was filled with the bitterness of tears, mixed with the familiar cold scent of the man, and the smell of the cigarette she lit for him tonight.

Having dependence makes one feel more aggrieved. At this moment, Song Weiyu could no longer control the embarrassment and anxiety that he had endured for many days.

In fact, she is not that strong, especially when she is about to face the unknown of divorce. It would be a lie to say that she is not afraid.

She cried violently and hugged Fu Haitang's neck tightly.

The boat that was about to be destroyed in the wind and rain finally found a harbor to take shelter.

"Husband...husband..."

She cried so hard that she couldn't breathe. She could only call him and snuggle tightly in his chest, which gave her a sense of security.

Fu Haitang patted her back gently to help her calm down. It was just a video. Even if she missed her mother, she wouldn't cry so heartbreakingly.

She was out of breath, as if the sky was falling.

"Did something happen to Chen Fang?" Fu Haitang asked with a frown.

Hearing that he subconsciously thought that his collapse was related to another man, Song Weiyu felt even more sad.

She shook her head desperately, spread her legs and wrapped them tightly around his waist, hugging him like a koala: "No, no, it has nothing to do with him. Nothing has to do with him."

Fu Haitang took the thin blanket on the sofa, unfolded it, and wrapped her tightly from behind, as if making a safe little nest for her, with only her little head exposed.

"Stop crying, tell your husband, who are you crying for?"

Fu Haitang was helpless with his own soft-heartedness. He gently stroked her back with his big hand, and held her tightly with his other arm, taking in all her anxiety and trembling in his arms.

She didn't say anything, but rested her chin on Fu Haitang's broad shoulders and sobbed.

"If it's not because of Chen Fang, who else could it be? Tell me, what happened to him?"

What Fu Haitang asked was not a rhetorical question but a statement, meaning that as long as he was told, he would solve it.

After he finished speaking, Song Weiyu sobbed so hard that his tears wet his shoulders, and his speech was intermittent due to sobbing.

"Fu Haitang, aren't you very capable?"

"Don't you think highly of everyone? Wuwuwu..."

Hearing this, Fu Haitang frowned slowly, but his hands did not stop moving, and he continued to stroke her back.

I quickly wondered what had happened to this woman.

Or was Chen Fang defeated by Lin Yu? Was he suppressed by Lin Yu?

Or is it……

"Fu Haitang! Aren't you the most powerful? Why did you end up like this..." The person in his arms murmured aggrievedly, as if she was the one who was injured.

Fu Haitang's hand that was touching her back paused.

He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her slightly away from his shoulders, watching her crying with tears in her eyes and her face sobbing and red.

"Crying for me?"

"Haha, don't cry, it's just depression, you'll be fine soon."

He reached out to wipe the tears from her face, but before he finished, new tears came down, and the more he wiped, the more tears came.

Song Weiyu wanted to say, I know what is tormenting you now is not depression.

If it's just depression, then my answer to the question you asked me that night at the Shaw Brothers celebration is: Fu Haitang, I love you, I want to stay by your side, help you cure your depression, and accompany you throughout your life.

I will return the love I owe you in the first half of my life to you, because they originally belong to you.

But in the corridor, Li He said: There is no way to quit, unless you get the equation and the development process, you can find the direction to start...

But Han Guanshan would never hand over these two things. Even if he died, he would smile and drag Fu Haitang to take the blame for him.

She couldn't say it, because if she did, Fu Haitang would definitely lock her up and not allow her to get close to Han Guanshan.

Song Weiyu suddenly stopped crying. That night, Fu Haitang made a phone call beside the bed.

The content is...what is it?

"I don't want to wait for any inhibitors, I just want him to die. Once I return to the country, you will take action immediately."

Song Weiyu's pupils gradually dilated.

and so……

In order to prevent Han Guanshan from getting close to her, Fu Haitang has given up his chance to live a normal life.

He had already decided, one life for another?