Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Just as he was about to follow, Yu Bin came over and said, "Mr. Fu, I'm sorry. Today's hospital event... was my poor arrangement."

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

Fu Haitang had a cold face and followed Song Weiyu's figure with his eyes.

"According to your plan, Han Guanshan's men should have succeeded in killing Mr. Chen. I didn't expect... Madam would pounce on him."

Fu Haitang smiled, but his eyes were dark and cold, and he looked down at him gloomily. "Yu Bin, don't make stupid guesses. I never said such a plan."

After saying that, he went to the second floor.

Fu Chunhe raised his eyebrows calmly and tapped Yu Bin's chest twice. "Are you stupid? Why are you saying something that should be swallowed to death? Go and handle the follow-up matters for me and shut up those bodyguards. If my mother finds out about this, the consequences will be..."

Yu Bin lowered his head and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fu Chunhe caught up with Fu Haitang and followed him half a step behind, "Dad, the hospital is empty now, or I can find someone..."

Look, Fu Haitang didn't say anything.

He went on to say, "In fact, for a person like Uncle Chen, it's better to give him a quick death than just let him lie there like a useless person."

Fu Haitang's eyes flashed fiercely, and he hesitated for a moment, "Forget it."

For the three children, Chen Fang is a family member who has grown up with them since childhood.

For Song Weiyu, Chen Fang is his savior and the most important person.

In his heart, he couldn't do such a thing as making his wife and children unhappy for his own selfish desires. Besides, the most important thing at the moment was to deal with Han Guanshan first.

"Let Li Nian stop your mother at the door of the private room."

In the private room, Han Guanshan's initially good expression faded, and he kept checking the time on his watch, "Song Song, you must come with me today."

"Who do you think you are? My dad is downstairs. Why should I go with you?"

Even though Han Guanshan has been with him since he was a child, the relationship between him and his father is far from that of being his own father.

Fu Liansong looked impatient. He shook off Han Guanshan's hand and walked towards the door of the private room.

"If you don't want to make your mother sad, you'd better be obedient."

Fu Liansong's face and heart are like Fu Haitang. As long as Song Weiyu is involved, there is no way out.

Stop, "Han Guanshan, what on earth do you want to do! Do you really think I don't know what business you have been doing all these years? You want me and my mother to go with you to Southeast Asia to be criminals?"

Han Guanshan was speechless, his stern face darkened even further, he tilted his head and said to Zhou Qingye: "Knock him out, take him away."

Fu Liansong was controlled before he could fight back twice, and Zhou Qingye covered his mouth with a handkerchief soaked in sleeping pills.

Just as he was about to take someone out, the door was pushed open.

"Tsk, tsk."

"You kidnapped my son right under my nose. Han Guanshan, are you tired of living?"

Only Fu Chunhe stood behind Fu Haitang, which was really thin compared with the dozen people of Han Guanshan. But he had a strong aura, so he walked in slowly, and Han Guanshan's people retreated step by step.

Li Nian and Song Weiyu were hiding outside and eavesdropping.

Song Weiyu was already confused. What did it mean to go to Southeast Asia to be a criminal? Han Guanshan was doing illegal business? And he wanted to kidnap Fu Haitang's son?

This is nothing.

Her head began to ache, and she pressed her fingertips to her temple.

Fu Liansong had fainted, but Fu Haitang only glanced at him and then turned to Han Guanshan: "You have imprisoned my wife in your resort for more than half a month. In such a long time, you have not convinced her to go with you willingly?"

Fu Haitang looked at him with sarcasm, as if smiling, "Thirty years ago, you couldn't beat me. Now, you still lose. Just accept your fate."

Han Guanshan snorted coldly, "Lose? Who can lose to you, Fu Haitang? You are the CEO of Fu Group, but you can't snatch a bodyguard. Chen has been in the intensive care unit for so long, and you didn't dare to kill him. What's wrong? Are you afraid or scared?"

Fu Haitang did not comment.

Han Guanshan went on to say, "To be honest, I wanted to let Chen Fang leave the resort smoothly. First, I bet that he would not survive. Second, I was sure that even if he had a breath, you, Fu Haitang, would not let him live. But I didn't expect that you would keep him alive..."

Fu Haitang looked relaxed as he pulled out a chair and sat down. "This is where you and I are different."

Han Guanshan sneered, "I'm a coward, don't bullshit! But you have to thank me today. I helped you completely solve this big problem of Chen Fang."

"Oh? So you arranged those two guys in the hospital who are more trouble than help? You can't even kill people?"

Han Guanshan's face froze for a moment, and he raised his chin towards Zhou Qingye.

Zhou Qingye called three times, but no one answered.

Han Guanshan smiled and took two steps towards Fu Haitang. "You sent someone to rescue Chen Fang? What was your goal? Was it because he didn't give you enough green hat?"

Fu Haitang stopped smiling and looked gloomy with an ambiguous expression.

"You are wrong. It was not me who saved him. It was...Song Weiyu."