Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

When Gu Zhen walked out, Song Weiyu appeared in the corridor wearing hospital gown.

Han Guanshan had been holding Gu Zhen's shoulders, but when he saw her, he immediately let go and ran over, "Why did you run out alone? Did you pull out the needle yourself?"

Seeing that she was not wearing shoes, Han Guanshan immediately took off his clothes and threw them on the ground, asking her to step on them.

"Xiqi? Are you still feeling pain? Is there any other place that's uncomfortable?" He looked at her with a humble attitude.

Song Weiyu didn't say anything, just looked at him coldly.

The look in Gu Zhen's eyes darkened. He took a deep breath and slowly walked up to the two of them, forcing a smile: "Wei Yu, do you remember me? I'm Gu Zhen."

It was a polite smile, but Song Weiyu could see through her ill intentions. His black and white eyes moved between her and Han Guanshan, cold and alert.

"Who are you? Where is this?"

Han Guanshan was stunned, and held her fair and clean face with both hands, "Qiqi, have you forgotten who I am?"

She shook her head and pushed his hand away in disgust, "I don't remember, don't touch me, I hate the smell of cigarettes."

"Okay, I won't touch you. I'll carry you back to the ward so that the doctor can check you out. Okay?" He stretched out his hand, hoping that she would open her arms and let him carry you back.

Song Weiyu glanced at his hand indifferently, turned around and walked back, with disgust tainted by the smell of smoke flashing across his eyes.

Han Guanshan didn't know whether to be happy or worried. He looked at her indifferent back and waved to Gu Zhen: "You go first, and we'll keep in touch secretly."

After saying that, he chased after him without looking back.

Back in the ward, Han Guanshan washed his hands first, "Qiqi, I washed my hands, you see there is no smell of cigarettes."

He smiled and sat on the chair beside the bed, holding out his hand to her, exuding the floral scent of hand soap.

She turned her head, "Who are you? Who am I?"

"I'm your husband, look." He took out his cell phone, which contained photos of the two of them eating and taking walks together at the resort.

There were even some photos of him hugging her and kissing her forehead.

The photo was not fake, Song Weiyu nodded in belief, but this was only a brief moment of clarity. After drinking some porridge, she fell into coma again.

I slept for two days.

Outside the resort, the situation changed drastically.

It was not known who leaked the news that a large amount of contraband was seized in Fu’s land transport container, so that since the news was leaked, countless reporters have been hiding outside the Fu’s building.

The cargo security inspection office is filled with bloggers every day who are looking for information and trying to get first-hand explosive news.

For a time, the hot searches on all media networks were: Fu was suspected of smuggling contraband.

What’s even more exaggerated is that this matter has not yet been concluded, and the gossip bloggers can’t find a breakthrough, so they start to link this matter to Fu Haitang’s personal feelings.

The law does not hold everyone responsible. In the past, no one dared to bring up the topic of the Fu family, but now the Internet is flooded with @Fushi Official Weibo@Song Weiyu.

Some people said that Fu Haitang was obviously not in good condition at the Shaw Brothers celebration some time ago.

Some people said that it was no wonder that Song Weiyu wanted to divorce him. It must be because the Fu Group’s boss was doing illegal business and she was protecting herself.

There are also many supporters: Do you know how much tax revenue the Fu family generates for the country every year? Fu Haitang simply doesn't care about the money earned from selling contraband.

Centrists: Be rational and just want to know why Song Weiyu abandoned Fu Haitang. After all, uncle is rich, handsome, charming, with broad shoulders, long legs and a big waist.

The middle followers: I support the blogger. The uncle doesn't even bother to sell contraband. Off topic: Can you take a look at the uncle's waist? It will be the material for my dream tonight. Love~

……

Fu Haitang was looking through the headlines, with a serious face, and turned to ask Song Jingming: "What is a male dog waist?"

"Well, it's just..."

Song Jingming also stayed in the office for two days and two nights. Wen Ying was not there, and he was too lazy to wash his hair. He hired some internet trolls to make the incident more sensational.

"Amazing waist."

Fu Haitang suddenly raised his eyebrows, smiled and gave a thumbs up to this popular video. After all, he was quite satisfied with the video edited by the blogger.

In the video, there are photos of him with his upper body naked, hugging and kissing Song Weiyu at the beach.

The bulging muscle lines are quite obvious.

I realized only after I clicked the like button that I forgot to switch accounts.

He used Fu’s official account.