Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Now Fu Haitang is no longer willing to think about the past.

The pain of the past scabs turned into hard scars, and also became his armor.

Nothing in this world can knock him down anymore.

He calmly put his hands in his trouser pockets and shook his head sadly at Han Guanshan, "It's a pity that neither Chen Fang nor I have a chance to get her forgiveness, but what about you? You are a drug dealer, a street rat, just thinking about it makes me feel pitiful..."

Drug dealer?

Song Weiyu opened his mouth slightly, obviously not believing what Fu Haitang said.

Han Guanshan, who had worked so hard to survive since childhood, worked desperately to save money to buy her dancing shoes, was reluctant to eat any snacks and left them for her, and was tanned by the sun on the construction site but had a mouthful of white teeth when he smiled, how could he become a drug dealer?

Having said this, Han Guanshan didn't want to continue to argue with him, so he asked his men to take Fu Liansong away.

Fu Haitang didn't stop him this time, "Are you sure you want to walk out of this room? Instead of turning yourself in?"

Han Guanshan sneered, "Turn yourself in? I will never turn myself in in my life. If you have the guts, come and arrest me, but do you have any evidence of my drug trafficking?"

He opened the door of the private room and Song Weiyu was standing at the door.

There was a thin layer of mist in those clear eyes, and he could see the bloodshot in her eyes.

Song Weiyu stared at him, trying to see through him.

He approached step by step and forced him back into the room.

"Xixi, what did you hear..."

Fu Haitang didn't look back, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, standing by the window and looking out. The winter noon sun shone on his shoulders, making him look soft and safe.

Song Weiyu looked at Han Guanshan expressionlessly, his voice choked with sobs, "When did you start selling drugs?"

Han Guanshan was speechless and wanted to explain, but the facts were before him and explanation was futile.

He raised his hand and said, "Qingye, take her and Song Song away and fly directly to the border."

Everything will be fine once we leave the capital.

Zhou Qingye didn't dare to use too much force on her, so he half hugged and half clamped her and pushed her out, "Sister Qi, just go with my brother. It won't be a bad thing for you to forget everything here."

"Let me tell you, neither Fu Haitang nor Chen Fang are good people, especially Fu Haitang, he is a conspirator!"

Zhou Qingye dodged Song Weiyu's little fist while whispering bad things about the two men in her ear.

Song Weiyu was already in pain, and he kept struggling, looking at Fu Haitang for help, "Let me go! Fu Haitang, I won't go with him!"

"Please save me, Fu Haitang! He wants to take me out of the country, and I don't want to leave."

She climbed onto the door handle and screamed several times, but was already tied up and taken to the corridor before the man turned around.

He threw away the cigarette and walked over.

There were more than a dozen people on the other side, and there were only him and Fu Chunhe on this side, so it was obvious that they could not win the fight.

Fu Haitang waved slowly towards someone not far away, and the sound of a large number of people running could be heard.

Song Weiyu looked to the other side of the corridor and saw that the police, who had come from nowhere, had surrounded the private room.

"Reason." Han Guanshan was not afraid at all. Instead, he spread out his hands and smiled indifferently.

"I'm dealing with the fire problem, and I've paid the fine. As for drug trafficking or other crimes, bring evidence, otherwise I can only sue you for defamation."

Han Guanshan has always been cautious and careful in doing things. Whether it is intentional homicide or drug trafficking, he does it flawlessly.

Right now, we must prevent him from leaving the country. Once he leaves, it will be difficult to arrest him again.

Fu Haitang pulled the corner of his lip, "Kidnapping and detention, there are surveillance cameras, witnesses, and the police saw it with their own eyes. Does that count as evidence?"

Han Guanshan was stunned for a moment, but as he was well versed in criminal law, he reacted quickly.

"Haha. Kidnapping?"

He slowly walked to Song Weiyu and touched the woman's long hair.

He smiled arrogantly: "Why don't we ask the person involved, is this considered kidnapping you?"

Song Weiyu looked at him, feeling reluctant and disappointed. Just as she was about to admit it, Han Guanshan leaned over and whispered something in her ear.

After she digested Han Guanshan's words, she looked up at Fu Haitang.

The bright and clear eyes gradually dimmed.