Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

It was like pouring a bucket of water into an already boiling oil pan. In less than ten minutes, the entire Internet exploded.

The number of likes received by the original blogger has far exceeded that of other gossip news, and it once topped the hot list.

Half an hour later, the blogger took advantage of the situation and released a screenshot of the Fu's official blog post that liked the post: Is this Fu's official blog real? I was caught by the blogger? Could it be that the intern accidentally liked the post?

……

The manager of Fu’s public relations department stood trembling in Fu Haitang’s office.

He lowered his head and said, "Mr. Fu, I really don't know who logged into our official account and liked it. Maybe... the operator made a mistake."

Fu Haitang leaned in the wide chair, tapping the armrest with his fingers, glanced at him without saying anything.

She slowly took out her cell phone and watched the latest video posted by the gossip blogger, pursing her lips and squinting her eyes.

I started to read the comments with the highest number of likes slowly:

It seems that Fu's PR department is also very sure of their boss' waist (12 likes) // Hehe, my drool has flowed onto uncle's chest muscles, I'll lick it for him (11 likes) // No, it turns out that Song Weiyu eats so well? You're divorced, it's my turn to eat (10 likes) //

A deep voice read out these indecent remarks.

The more he read, the lower the PR manager's head lowered, and in the end he wanted to kowtow to Fu Haitang.

"Boss, I'll go back and check the surveillance right away! I'll definitely find out who clicked this like! I'll definitely fire him!"

Fu Haitang took out a cigarette without changing his expression, bit it between his lips and said, "That's not necessary."

Light the fire, take a deep breath, and slowly exhale the smoke. The next comment on the video rushes to the top of the list like a dark horse.

[I know why Song Weiyu divorced her boss. This is no secret in the industry.]

The secrets of wealthy families have a fatal temptation to ordinary people.

The responses to this comment were varied.

"Is uncle just good-looking but useless? How about I sacrifice myself and try for you..."

"It won't be the old-fashioned third party, right? That's right, how could a man who is as rich as a city hang himself on a woman?"

"I seriously suspect that this is a trap deliberately set by Fu's PR to divert public attention."

For a time, in the entertainment sector, the hot topic of why Fu Haitang divorced has overshadowed the smuggling of contraband.

Song Jingming threw his phone away helplessly and looked at his father resentfully: "Dad, I have been hiring netizens day and night to spread the word about the contraband, but a like from you has overshadowed all my efforts over the past few days."

Fu Haitang looked out the window. There was no haze in the sky today, and the blue sky and white clouds were particularly refreshing.

"Tell me, can your mother see the news these days?"

"The doctor I bribed sent a message saying that my mother has been in a coma and has no signs of waking up."

The cigarette between two fingers burned to the end, and his skin felt hot and painful. Looking at the cigarette butt, Fu Haitang lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes.

Being in a coma for a long time is not a good thing. Han Guanshan has been busy planning this conspiracy these days and he certainly can't take good care of her.

Moreover, in order to cooperate with the police to catch the criminals on the entry and exit line, he must delay time as much as possible.

But if we delay any further, will it delay the treatment and will she remain in a coma forever?

Fu Haitang tried her best not to let herself fall into the dead end of worrying too much, but it was conceivable that this matter of hers was like bubbles flying in the sun, rising and expanding infinitely until it burst.

"When Han Guanshan is not in the hospital, ask the doctor to arrange for me to go see her."

Song Jingming frowned. Going there at this time would be like walking into a gun barrel.

If he was hit by Han Guanshan, one shot would kill him.

But beneath Fu Haitang's calm expression was a certainty that could not be refused.

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

That night, Han Guanshan led his men to leave the resort hospital and go to a very hidden house in the downtown area, which happened to be near the Beijing Zhonghe Hotel.

Fu Haitang put on a white coat and entered the hospital.

Accompanied by the doctor, he entered the ward smoothly.

What caught my eye was a thin body lying under a thin blanket, with shallow breathing and almost no visible movement.

He sat beside the bed, rubbed her cheek with his hand, and looked at her with pity and helplessness.

In the past six months, he has been through so much that he feels like he is going through a catastrophe and is living a life worse than death. But it’s okay, because pain can help people gradually see through certain things.

After forcing myself for half my life, I finally have enough energy to let go.

But he still didn't dare to think about how meaningless the days would be after he completely lost her.

The doctor said that the lady seemed to have lost all her memory.

Well, after this matter is over, I will send her abroad and find a beautiful and comfortable small city in Northern Europe with blue sky and white clouds every day.

There was no one there to force her to make a choice, and no one to teach her to recall the past.

She can plant a circle of brilliant wild flowers outside the house, or lie freely on the roof to look at the stars, and of course, she will also make new friends.

Maybe there will be a new lover too.

After all, she is so beautiful and bright, and she is a dazzling presence no matter where she is.

Thinking that he had almost given up half his life for her, and now he had to plan to let her go and create a second half of her life that had nothing to do with the first half, Fu Haitang felt a little aggrieved.

Especially! The image of Song Weiyu being hugged and kissed by a blue-eyed foreign man always popped up in my mind.

He couldn't help but clench his knuckles, forcing himself not to get jealous for no reason.

But the words that came out of his mouth still contained a lot of anger and grievance.

"Song Weiyu, I spent so much effort to get you out and lure Han Guanshan into the game, but you just left with him. Now that you left with him, I don't dare to perform my subsequent actions."

"You just don't care about me at all."

"Don't you see that everyone on the Internet is condemning me now, saying that we are getting divorced because I cheated on you?"

"I am cleaner than a chastity arch. What right do they have to accuse me of cheating?"

There was a pause.

Fu Haitang crossed her hands and looked at the backs of her hands which were covered with needle marks. Her throat was blocked and the corners of her eyes gradually turned red.

"It's obviously you who cheated."

"I'm so nice, but you still don't want it."