Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

He used the two things of returning to China to kill Song Weiyu and the domestic trading routes as bait to lure the police and undercover agents all the way, and also to induce Fu Haitang to kill him.

His fundamental purpose was not Song Weiyu, but to drag Fu Haitang into the water and destroy the Fu family.

No wonder, the moment he knew Chen Fang entered the nightclub, he said with certainty: "The opportunity I have been waiting for has finally come. Song Weiyu will definitely not ignore Chen Fang. As long as she steps into the nightclub, it is equivalent to Fu Haitang also wading into this muddy water."

Han Guanshan knows their weaknesses better than anyone else.

Song Weiyu's weakness is Chen Fang.

The only weakness of the high-ranking Fu CEO is Song Weiyu.

Therefore, even though he knew that Chen Fang was an undercover agent, he still allowed Chen Fang to easily take over half of the capital.

He was planning to use the entire underground trading network in the capital to destroy Fu Haitang's family and ruin his reputation.

Zhou Qingye collapsed on the sofa, crossed his legs and took a breath.

"Brother, did you deliberately set up a trap to kill Chen Fang?"

On the surface, Chen Fang was killed because Song Weiyu wanted to escape with him, but in fact it was to cover up Han Guanshan's real motive for murder.

"Yes, if he doesn't die, how can Song Jingming take over his business? After all, Song Jingming was trained by him since he was a child, haha..."

Zhou Qingye didn’t know what Han Guanshan would do next.

Just what Han Guanshan had done so far was enough to make him break out in a cold sweat.

The person on the hospital bed was still breathing steadily, but there was no sign of waking up.

"Brother, is Sister Qi also part of your plan? Have you already decided to perform amnesia surgery on her?"

Han Guanshan stood in front of the bed, his brown eyes reflecting the woman's beautiful and delicate face. Her soft eyelashes trembled slightly in his sight.

Han Guanshan’s answer was silence.

After a moment, he said to Zhou Qingye, "Call Gu Zhen here. I want to tell her something. Only if she does it can it create the greatest public opinion effect. It can also deal the most fatal blow to the Fu family."

Zhou Qingye nodded, "What's the matter?"

Han Guanshan wanted to speak, but when he looked at the woman on the bed, his eyes darkened again: "When Gu Zhen comes, we'll go to the office and talk."

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The next day, the sky gradually turned white, but Song Weiyu still didn't wake up.

Fu Haitang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window all night. He looked at the cold reinforced concrete building and thought all night.

He picked up the phone and called the private investigator he hired: "There shouldn't be any movement from Gu Zhen these days."

"Mr. Fu, she changed cars twice just now and went to the resort in Hanguan Mountain."

Han Guanshan used his most hidden chess piece, apparently making a final struggle.

Where there is struggle, there is always a conspiracy.

What conspiracy was it? He spent the whole night trying to figure it out.

Fu Haitang picked up a pink cup that did not match his solemn expression and took a sip of the hand-brewed coffee that had already gone cold.

With Gu Zhen passing the message in the middle, Han Guanshan must have known that Chen Fang was an undercover agent a long time ago.

He knew the problem but didn't solve it, allowing Chen Fang to take over half of the capital too easily.

After years of planning, Fu Haitang realized that this must be Han Guanshan's bait.

He sacrificed such a big bait, so the fish he wanted to catch must be a big fish.

After a moment, Fu Haitang took out his mobile phone and dialed a landline number.

"Mr. Fu, we are a rare guest." The voice was not old but full of energy, and also had a hint of sarcasm.

"..., I need your help with something."

"Oh, it's my honor, but I've already retired. I have the title of chief but nothing else. I can't really help you."

"Forget it. Let me go to jail. Okay, I'll hang up now." Fu Haitang raised his eyebrows and was about to hang up the phone.

The other party roared: "Fu Haitang, I am the only elder you have left in this world, don't make me angry to death by accident!"

"Since you won't live long, let's make it short. My second son has been helping an undercover agent transport goods recently. I have a feeling that this matter will involve the Fu family, so I'll let you know first."

"The undercover agent is a soldier?"

Fu Haitang twitched his lips and said, "Not anymore. He was originally a peacekeeping soldier, but he retired from the army for some reason after returning to China."

He recalled the day when Song Weiyu had a look of longing on her face and said that she liked serious soldiers.

Qingpiaopiao added a little vinegar: "He has done a lot of bad things, how can he be qualified to be a soldier."

"The mastermind? His name isn't in the file. I can't help you with this." The old man's tone was quite helpless, as if he was powerless.