Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

With just this one sentence, Chen Fang knew her choice.

He stared at the pale little face in front of him, the woman's eyes full of stubbornness.

Take her away, or continue with her plan?

In extreme entanglement, Fu Haitang's threat echoed in his ears: I only ask you to ensure that she stays in Zongheng intact before she meets Han Guanshan. After I deal with Han Guanshan, Chen Fang, I can use the entire Fu family to help you with the task.

Handing her over to Lin Yu two days in advance without telling Fu Haitang had already made him feel as if he were dying.

But if he doesn't do this, there is no guarantee that Lin Yu can really hand over one-third of Beijing North's trading routes to him.

Because Song Weiyu's plan to kill two birds with one stone was to use these two days to get the trading route.

So all the suffering she was going through now was because of his mission.

"Come with me."

He turned his back to the crowd and asked her silently with his mouth.

His eyes kept observing her body, trying to see if she was injured anywhere else.

Except for the face, everything else is normal.

He didn't know that the swollen slap mark on Song Weiyu's face was the slightest injury on her body.

Song Weiyu moved his neck slightly towards him and shook his head with a smile.

That night, she told him not to worry, saying that she would survive in Beijing no matter what...

She told him not to be soft-hearted and to endure everything in the face of this extremely important mission.

Chen Fang raised his arm and placed his big hand lightly on her left cheek. She rubbed his palm and whispered, "Go back. I'm fine."

……

When Chen Fang left, he stretched out his index finger and pointed at Lin Yu from a distance. Lin Yu promised that he would not let Song Weiyu get hurt again.

When he went out and took out his car keys, he found blood on his fingertips.

This hand had just touched her left cheek.

But there was clearly no blood on her left cheek!

Where else could the blood come from?

The fingertips seemed to have touched her ears, but... her ears were intact.

While I was thinking, Fu Haitang called.

His words were concise and his tone was terrifying. "Where is Song Weiyu? Why does her location show as Shulou?"

Sure enough, it couldn’t be concealed for 24 hours.

Chen Fang knew that he couldn't tell the truth. As soon as he said it, Fu Haitang would immediately bring people to destroy Shulou.

"I brought her here to talk to Lin Yu about something. If you don't believe me, you can look at my location."

Fu Haitang asked people around him to check the coordinates of the locator on Chen Fang's body, and found that he was indeed with Song Weiyu.

"Then why can't I get through to her phone? Let her answer the call."

Chen Fang looked at the black wooden door of Shulou, his face a little gloomy, "Why should I answer your call after we're divorced? Fu Haitang, please stop sticking to her like a dog-skin plaster, okay?"

Fu Haitang snorted coldly, with a sarcastic tone, "Divorce?"

Upon hearing this familiar and arrogant sense of conspiracy, Chen Fang narrowed his eyes suddenly. Could it be that Fu Haitang had tampered with the divorce certificate?

That was the Civil Affairs Bureau, and his men saw with their own eyes the two people go in, sign their names and stamp their documents.

"Fu Haitang, what do you mean!"

"Chen Fang, the ending is uncertain. But as long as I live, you will be my mistress until she becomes a widower."

The call was hung up by the man on the other end who was truly omnipotent. Chen Fang listened to the busy tone on the phone and kicked the tire.

-

In Shu Building, Lin Hu brought Song Weiyu back to the basement. They were already covered in sweat. Fortunately, Song Weiyu did not show her hand in front of Lin Yu and Chen Fang.

Otherwise, he would be in trouble today.

"I'll remember this. Don't worry, I won't embarrass you in the next two days."

"Then thank you first, Second in Command. I won't give you less than 4000 million. It will be transferred to your account tomorrow morning."

Money means nothing to her. It's worth it to buy her two days of safety.

However, at the corner, Zhao Han watched Lin Hu start to curry favor with Song Weiyu.

A slut who only knows how to seduce men!

The resentful eyes fell on Song Weiyu's bandaged ring finger. After the divorce, he was still wearing Fu Haitang's wedding ring. Was he planning to rekindle their old love?

Then I want to see how he reacts when he sees your finger with a wedding ring on it tomorrow.

Jealousy and hatred had devoured all of Zhao Han's rationality. At night, she got Lin Yu drunk, got out of bed, and quietly went to the basement.

"Bring Song Weiyu out to me!"