Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

The richest man!

Song Weiyu's eyes suddenly widened. Oh my God, her ex-husband is the richest man!

He is so awesome.

She asked anxiously, "But it says he's divorced, right?"

The young nurse waved her hands: "Divorce is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he is a drug dealer!"

Song Weiyu felt as if she had heard some incredible nonsense. Her heart, which had just been floating in the clouds, suddenly fell off a hundred-foot cliff, causing her heart to ache.

How could he do such a thing? Song Weiyu subconsciously couldn't believe it.

"Is it true? Have the police confirmed it?" She clutched her nightgown tightly with both hands, her brows furrowed as if she would cry in the next second.

"It's not certain yet. The official announcement hasn't been made yet. Everyone is waiting for the results of the investigation. However, Fu's stock has fallen to the point of being suspended in the past two days. It's too tragic."

The other young nurse was obviously only concerned with gossip and dug up the hot topic of Fu Haitang's divorce.

"Oh, look, ma'am, this was the topic of over a million people yesterday."

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

This comment has been pinned, millions of people are following this topic, and just three minutes ago, the commenter gave the answer.

[Everyone in the industry knows that Mrs. Fu's true love is not Fu Haitang, but Chen Fang. Who is Chen Fang? Need I say more? He is the bodyguard who has been following her for decades.]

Soon, various photos of Chen Fang and Song Weiyu were posted in the comment section.

Most of them are photos of her attending events in recent years, with Chen Fang supporting her, hugging her, squatting down to adjust her skirt, or combing her hair with a serious look on his face.

There are also screenshots of the two of them whispering intimately, with him standing not far away for a long time gazing at her affectionately.

Nothing too excessive, but the look in their eyes as they smiled at each other seemed to explain everything.

Netizens are used to looking for details. They saw the tenderness of a tough guy and the doting yet forbearing love in Chen Fang's eyes.

Such love will be loved and also be despised.

Half of the comments said that love is not a crime, saying that he never married in his life and never overstepped the line.

The other half said that love that cannot see the light should die in a dark corner.

When the argument was still going on, the originator of the comment then released a photo, directly confirming the shameful relationship between the two.

That was the sky garden of Hangzhou Zhonghe Hotel, and the two were hugging and kissing in the dark night.

In front of the phone, Song Weiyu looked at herself in the photo. She had a smile on her face and her whole body was clasped in the man's arms. Her happiness was very tangible.

Do you love him?

She was a little flustered and continued to look through the hot news.

Soon, netizens sorted out the timeline themselves and found that this photo was taken shortly before Fu Haitang announced her divorce.

So everyone realized belatedly that it wasn't Fu Haitang who cheated, but Song Weiyu.

[What is she trying to achieve? She doesn't even cherish Mr. Fu, such a perfect man, and cheats on him with a bodyguard?]

[Perhaps the bodyguard deliberately seduced the boss lady.]

For a time, the entire Internet was filled with verbal abuse and condemnation of Chen Fang.

Song Weiyu stared at the man on the screen who was always wearing a black suit and had cold and sharp eyes.

"Chen Fang."

She muttered the name.

Her brain seemed to be cut open by a sharp dagger, her temples were beating rapidly, and something was constantly filling her heart.

She kept repeating the name, trying to remember everything about him. Every time she repeated it, the glass cage in her heart was struck by an invisible pestle.

Until a crack appears.

Her mind went blank instantly and she fainted on the sofa.

Han Guanshan hurried back, carried her into the car, and drove back to his house in the city center.

The city center is the most crowded place. Looking down from a high place, it is very bustling with traffic.

Next to it is the Zhonghe Hotel. As a landmark building in Beijing, this hotel has a history of over a hundred years. Especially after several upgrades and renovations, it has far exceeded the five-star standard.

She was unconscious and lying on the bed in her bedroom receiving an IV.

Han Guanshan stood in front of the clean and large floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the Zhonghe Hotel with unclear eyes.

"Have you placed the bomb? Make sure it's hidden so no one can find out in advance."

Zhou Qingye nodded: "There are as many as 28 bomb sites. Even if they are discovered, it will be too late to defuse them. This is remote control."

He handed over a control knob.

"Brother, the Fu family will hold a press conference regarding this incident the day after tomorrow. I have already informed Gu Zhen that she will appear at the press conference with a USB flash drive that day."

Han Guanshan stroked the control device in his hand and said, "Okay, then the day after tomorrow."