Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Thinking of this, he felt a brief moment of relief in his heart, as if he had unloaded the burden of decades.

But immediately afterwards, an invisible hand grasped his heart, and he leaned back on the sofa, breathing hard.

Li Nian was screaming, howling louder than the speakers on the stage, "Where's Song Weiyu? Why didn't she come tonight?"

"She has amnesia."

Fu Haitang said this calmly and then lit up his second cigarette.

Li He hadn't gotten over the fact that she was deaf in one ear yet, and was immediately devastated by the word amnesia, "Fu Haitang, are you serious?"

"Yes, Han Guanshan did it."

Everyone was silent.

Li He tightly grasped the crystal glass in his hand, and couldn't help but raise his hand and smash the glass.

Then, he saw Fu Haitang's expression in the dim light. For the first time, Li He saw the emptiness of despair on Fu Haitang's face.

It seemed as if she was saying insignificant words, as if she was an insignificant person in the words.

This is not right. Li He put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Are you feeling okay? You just had surgery and are still recovering. You must not be stimulated."

But the shock of Song Weiyu losing his memory was too much for him.

Fu Haitang smiled calmly without any emotion, "Amnesia is nothing, as long as she is where I can see her, I will have peace of mind."

Men's endurance is strange. Sometimes they can be destroyed by a small thing, and sometimes they can be extremely capable.

Li He thought, maybe this is the power of love? It teaches people to be fragile, but also to be fearless. It can save you from hell, but it can also push you to the point where you can never turn over.

Therefore, he who has no love is free.

Li He said: "Otherwise, take her home, let her get in touch with her previous living environment, show her previous videos and so on, maybe she can remember something."

Fu Haitang's eyes darkened, "Let's talk about it later."

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The day came when Han Guanshan said he wanted to leave the country.

Since she got off Fu Haitang's car the day before yesterday, she hasn't sent him any messages.

Of course I won’t post it again, he already said he has a wife.

The interesting thing is, she couldn't help herself and checked her phone several times, but there was no message at all.

Song Weiyu pursed her lips indifferently and stuffed her phone back into the mattress, because she really had no interest in a moody man.

That day, Fu Haitang still remembered what he said to her. After being scolded this time, her impression of Fu Haitang became even worse.

But I can't help but think of him.

However, in the past two days, Han Guanshan suddenly became busy and stayed outside all day. When he came back at night, he would hide his tiredness and roll up his sleeves to cook for her.

Zhou Qingye said that someone was deliberately causing trouble and exploiting the loopholes in their fire protection.

She smelled the tobacco smell on Han Guanshan and frowned, "Don't smoke so much, it's not good for your health."

The man smiled and pinched her face, "Dislike me?"

"Well, go take a shower." She tried to get off his legs.

Han Guanshan held her intentionally and didn't let go, even shaking her on his legs, "You're not going to sleep with me, why do you wash so clean?"

Song Weiyu's ears turned red, and he remembered what Fu Haitang said, not allowing him to touch her.

I don't know where the anger came from. He has a wife, but he is so domineering that he doesn't allow other men to touch her?

Why? You're crazy.

Moreover, who knows, she might never see him again after she leaves the capital with Han Guanshan this time.

"When are we leaving? Is there anything I need to prepare? Will our son leave with us?" she asked.

Han Guanshan stared at her crimson ears, with an unknown meaning flowing in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to pinch her earlobe and played with it, "Don't leave for now. Wait until I finish attending the engagement party for my friend's son, and then I'll take you away."

Song Weiyu was stunned. Fu Haitang guessed right.

"Then, will you take me there?"

"Do you want to go?"

She thought about it and finally shook her head. "Forget it. I don't know those people. I'll be embarrassed if I go. I'll wait for you at home."

"good."

For the next two days, Han Guanshan was busy dealing with so-called company matters.

But those who came to him for help didn't look like they were doing serious business.

Han Guanshan forbade her to hear anything about the company. She was like a bird in a cage, shuttling between the hospital and the resort every day.

That day, after she finished the infusion, she clearly felt that the bodyguard was deliberately delaying her return to the villa.

She didn't expose him and climbed up the stairs to the roof by herself, wanting to see the scenery of the entire resort.

When he reached the top of the building, Song Weiyu opened his arms and took a deep breath of the wind that had just blown through the green mountains. Could it be that this was what his life was like before he lost his memory?

Is it just living in a resort every day, without any freedom, without a job of your own? Is it like a canary waiting to be fed by others?

She couldn't help but think of Fu Haitang and wanted to ask him what she was like before she lost her memory.

Song Weiyu took out the mobile phone hidden in his pocket, hesitated and clicked on the only number in it, but then he remembered how fierce he looked when they separated last time.

If I call now, what if his wife answers the phone?

Pacing back and forth on the rooftop, she comforted herself that their relationship was already aboveboard, so why would she be afraid?

Because of his frivolous and insincere words "I love you to death"?

Song Weiyu's thoughts were inexplicably confused, her heart seemed empty, as if something was missing. Looking to the other side, she saw a piece of clothing lying on the ground.