Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Song Jingming hesitated again...

This time, she really meant it. "Dad, how about I just break up with you? This underground business is dirty, and I don't want others to point fingers at you behind your back."

Fu Haitang snorted coldly, his tone lazy and indifferent, "Then you should finish this matter as soon as possible and bring back a first-class merit for Chen Fang, which will also bring honor to the family."

"But during this period, you will inevitably be suppressed by media opinions and there will be a lot of rumors. Our company's reputation will also be damaged because of this incident, and the stock price..."

Fu Haitang has returned to the house.

While taking off his coat, he taught his son, "Men, talk less, hesitate less, and do things freely. Besides, what you are worried about is not worth mentioning in my eyes."

"Song Jingming, just go for it. Don't hesitate. Your father will take care of everything for you."

"Dad, thank you..."

"Thank you so much. Next week I will hold an engagement party for you. You will be Chen Fang's son-in-law. Then, you can openly announce that you will take over Chen Fang's business. I will support you and no one will dare to object."

got engaged.

Song Jingming suddenly fell silent.

He licked the dry corners of his mouth for a while.

"Dad, if my mom knew that it was you who arranged for me to propose that Wen Ying be Chen Fang's daughter, she would be furious..."

Fu Haitang smiled grimly, and glanced at her incense on the bedside with the corners of her narrow eyes.

"There are more things that can make her mad. It's okay, I will make her fine."

-

After taking a shower, Fu Haitang looked at the wounds on her body that were gradually healing, found her pajamas from the closet and put them on, then walked to the cloakroom and sorted out her things one by one.

Shoes, clothes, jewelry and cosmetics were taken out one by one, wiped and put back.

From tall to short, from dark to light.

Smiling, Chen Fang wanted a son?

Haha, in the next life.

But he still didn't understand why Chen Fang would really go to Han Guanshan to die.

However, there are only three things in this world that can make Chen Fang voluntarily give up his life. The first is the mission, the second is Song Weiyu, and the third... is Song Jingming.

Fu Haitang hugged her pillow and took out his cell phone, but still hadn't received her reply. He also didn't know if she had received the message he sent her before going abroad.

Feeling a little uneasy, he went to the company early the next morning.

He hasn't been to the company since the Shaw Brothers celebration.

So, when Fu Chunhe saw him, he was surprised and happy, "Dad, how was the operation?"

"It went pretty smoothly. What? You've made it, and you arranged for someone to follow me?"

"I'm worried about you, so I've arranged for people to follow you..." Fu Chunhe pouted. It was his father's fault for not saying anything and just swallowing everything.

Even things like suicide due to depression had to be kept secret from family members.

"Xiao He, arrange Song Jingming's engagement party next week. Pick up Song Song and let him attend as well."

"Why pick him up? My mom won't let him leave school..."

Fu Haitang crossed his legs and flipped through the documents on the table that were almost taller than him. He smiled deeply and said, "Listen to me, pick it up, and then send an invitation letter to Han Guanshan in the name of Chen Fang."

"Han Guanshan? Does he dare to come?"

"Why not? The police have arrested him countless times over the past decade, but each time they released him due to insufficient evidence. Now, they are playing the long game and will not arrest him."

Just after giving instructions to Fu Chunhe, Special Assistant Yu knocked on the door.

"Mr. Fu, I have arranged for someone to report the fire safety problems of 36 nightclubs in northern Beijing, but the fire brigade did not accept it and did not send people to the stores for inspection as required. Do you want to give them a heads up..."

"No, I just want them not to accept it. If they don't accept it, you can keep complaining. When you have accumulated enough, you can arrange some small accidents and expose them all at once."

How cruel! Assistant Yu nodded.

Fu Haitang signed the document while instructing: "Tell the people arranged at Hanguanshan Resort to keep an eye on her. No matter where the Madam goes, tell me immediately."

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resort.

"Han Guanshan, didn't you promise me that you could take me out for a walk today?"

Song Weiyu fiddled with Han Guanshan's mobile phone, but he only knew how to play Tetris.

Han Guanshan didn't allow her to call him brother and asked her to call him husband.

Song Weiyu's face flushed red, and he tried to hold it in for a long time but couldn't shout out. He always felt that he couldn't say these two words.

So the two of them compromised and let her call him by his first name.

"Okay, I'll take you out to play today, but you're not in good health, so you're not allowed to run around, okay?"

Song Weiyu opened the wardrobe happily, and the corners of her smiling mouth froze instantly.

Why are there only men's clothes in the closet and none of hers? According to Han Guanshan, she has lived here for more than ten years, so shouldn't there be traces of her life everywhere?

Then why don't you even have clothes?