Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Just now, when he was alone on the top floor of the hospital enjoying the fresh air, he couldn't help but wonder what he would do if she really ran away.

Catch her and kill her, or drug her and let her die with her useless husband.

The funny thing is, after thinking it over, he decided not to test her.

He really has no money to test.

So he hurried downstairs, trying to get to her as quickly as possible and stop her before she left.

Even if I have to continue to imprison her, even if I have to use any means, as long as I can keep her, it will be fine.

But it was too late, she had already chosen to escape.

Han Guanshan looked at the long and dark corridor, a creepy laugh escaped from the depths of his throat, and his hand reached for the gun at his waist.

The cold voice oppressed everyone.

"Check the surveillance for me and see which direction she went. Did she go to the highway?"

The man, along with his men, held guns, loaded the bullets, and strode out of the hospital with his long legs.

Zhao Yiyi hid in the corner and looked at him. Han Guanshan now looked cold and dangerous, completely devoid of any humanity.

Song Weiyu will die today.

Han Guanshan has more than twenty men under his wing, all of whom are his trusted aides. They are usually busy with their own tasks and rarely have time to get together.

Faced with such a scene today, I am also confused. Who should be killed that requires so many branch leaders to take action personally?

Those who have been in the capital for many years know it, and whispered, "I heard that Master Han is going to take action against Fu Haitang today."

"No way, where did you hear that?"

"I don't believe it either, but when I came here today, I saw Mr. Fu's car parked on the winding mountain road... Everyone in Beijing knows that Mr. Fu loves his wife as much as his life. Mr. Han kidnapped someone's wife. Given Mr. Fu's temper, wouldn't he search the resort from top to bottom?"

The other end deliberately lowered his voice, "I heard that Director Fu flattened the Shu Building two days ago and blew up the underground."

"The roots of troubles."

As they were discussing this, the group had already walked into the hospital lobby, and the incandescent lights in front of them were gradually replaced by natural light.

Han Guanshan had a gloomy expression on his face all the time, his eyes were emotionless and chilling.

The veins on the hand that was gripping the gun were bulging, and all the anger and disappointment turned into bullets in the barrel, waiting to penetrate the person who broke his promise again.

When he reached the door of the outpatient building, the man suddenly stopped.

He still held the gun in his hand, but his eyes were fixed forward.

At the bottom of the stairs, Gu Yanqing was stunned. He first looked at Han Guanshan with a dazed look, and then glanced at the big brothers behind him one by one.

What's going on today? Why are there so many people? Not only are there branch bosses from the capital, but also branch bosses from other districts...

What is this? Are we going to fight again?

"Boss, please wait for me. I'll send Sister Song back to the villa first, and then I'll go with you..."

Obviously, Han Guanshan's attention was not on him.

Everyone looked at the woman that Gu Yanqing was supporting.

On that bleak winter day, she was wrapped in her coat with a cold look on her face.

When her slightly curly long hair was blown away by the wind, she slowly raised her head, her eyes seemed disdainful yet somewhat ambiguous, and she looked at Han Guanshan tenderly with a sickly look.

On the steps, the man stared at her, locking his eyes on her.

An inexplicable emotion was pulling between the two of them.

After standing there staring for more than ten seconds, Han Guanshan finally came to his senses and hurriedly put away his gun.

He walked down the stairs a few steps, almost running over, not caring about the presence of his men, not caring about his face, and pulled her into his arms.

"You didn't leave... You didn't leave!"

Han Guanshan hugged her tightly, leaning over slightly, and whispered in her ear, "I thought you left me again."

The man smelled strongly of cigarettes. I wonder how much nicotine he used to numb himself while he was waiting on the rooftop.

All he knew was that at this moment, he felt more satisfied than ever before in all his cold-blooded twenty years.

Song Weiyu pushed him away expressionlessly, glanced at the men with ferocious faces not far away, and said coldly, "Where are you going?"

Han Guanshan was a fearless person, but at this moment hesitant.

He licked his back teeth, and held her waist tightly, refusing to let go. "Tsk... that's right, come out, uh... for a meeting."

More than twenty men silently put away their weapons, frowned and looked at the boss opposite with a worthless look.

Beauty is a disaster.

Zhao Yiyi rushed out, covering her head. "Master Han, don't believe her! She just knocked me out, and she wanted to run away! She also said that she was going to find her ex-husband!"

Everyone looked at Song Weiyu, as if waiting for her explanation.

Her expression remained calm, she said nothing, and looked as if she didn't care.

Han Guanshan looked down and saw that the tip of her nose was red from the cold, so he held her tighter in his arms.

Then he looked at Zhao Yiyi impatiently, "You talk too much nonsense, don't you want your tongue anymore?"

Zhao Yiyi looked at him in disbelief, "Master Han, I really didn't lie to you. I have been with you for more than ten years, and you don't believe me?

Han Guanshan became annoyed and wanted to leave while holding the person in his arms.

Being stopped by Zhao Yiyi, she said anxiously, "I have a recording here! It can prove that she asked me to help her escape just now!"