Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Fu Liansong thought, are childhood sweethearts special?

Is it special to kneel before her and beg for her forgiveness?

Is it special to be trapped in everything about her all my life?

Looking at the black and gold floor tiles, he vaguely saw Han Guanshan secretly looking at him, following him from kindergarten to elementary school.

He didn't dare tell Song Weiyu about being bullied, so it was Han Guanshan who led him to fight back.

He would help him with his homework while holding a cigarette in his mouth, would carefully assemble toys for him, and would suddenly take out a candied haws from his pocket and give it to him.

Although Fu Haitang loves him very much, she is very busy and can't take care of him most of the time. Song Weiyu doesn't pay much attention to him either. Chen Fang focuses most of his energy on Song Jingming.

In this family, he knew that his presence was very low.

Han Guanshan gave him unique love, letting him know that he was not dispensable. He told him: You are the most precious baby in the world.

……

Fu Haitang's calm and powerful speech came from the banquet hall.

Fu Liansong shook his head, held Song Weiyu's hand tightly and smiled faintly: "Han Guanshan is nothing special, he is just a drug dealer who is hated by everyone. He deserves to go to hell."

After saying this, his eyes turned red.

The two of them walked around outside and came back with two ice creams in their hands. They huddled under their scarves, shivering from the cold, while shoving the ice creams into their mouths.

"Let me taste yours. What does it taste like?"

"Oatmeal, what about yours?"

Song Weiyu was biting the ice cream in Song Song's hand when he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

When they entered the elevator, Lian Song protected her in a corner and snatched the half of her ice cream she had left: "Don't eat it, or you'll have a stomachache and my dad will scold me again! I'll help you solve it."

Back on the 38th floor, the two sat in the lobby. Song Song bit a popsicle stick and took out his phone to show her today's hot searches.

"Mom, look, everyone is paying attention to my dad's relationship issues today. When the reporters ask questions later, they will definitely keep focusing on this issue!"

The title is a photo of her, Fu Haitang, and Chen Fang.

She is in the middle, with men on her left and right.

Every time she saw Chen Fang, Song Weiyu felt a pain in her heart. Her intuition told her that this man was different.

It's very different.

"Song Song, do you know that Chen Fang is now..."

She wanted to ask where Chen Fang was, but before she could finish her words, someone came in from the 38th floor. It was Han Guanshan and his men.

The man's face was tense, and the scar on his face looked particularly dangerous and sinister. He approached her and held out his hand: "Come with me."

Lian Song stood up and stood in front of Song Weiyu, pushing him away: "Why? With what status do you want my mother to go with you? Han Guanshan, are you worthy enough to do this?"

Han Guanshan glanced at him dimly.

They were immediately surrounded by police who had ambushed them in advance.

He didn't care, as if he had known there was a trap and was willing to fall into it.

Han Guanshan still insisted on holding his palm upwards and stretched it out to her: "I will take you away, we will leave the country. Anyway, you have forgotten everything now, no matter where you are, it will be a new beginning for you."

“I won’t hurt you,” he stressed.

Lian Song said: "The greatest hurt she has ever suffered in her life was caused by you."

Song Weiyu didn't know the cause and effect, but Lian Song must have his reasons for saying so. She asked again: "How did I lose my memory?"

Han Guanshan licked his back teeth and sneered.

A circle of policemen had their guns pointed at him. Director Zhang asked him to hand over the bomb controller and not to engage in futile resistance.

Director Zhang spoke with confidence. He knew that as long as Song Weiyu was in the hotel, the bomb would not explode.

Han Guanshan spread his hands and said, "Director Zhang, do you think I'm such a fool to jump into a trap? The controller is not in my hand. Let her come with me. We will leave the capital and the controller will be delivered immediately."