Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Now that he's awake, there's no need to stay in the intensive care unit.

Li He asked him to move to the general ward. The remaining tasks were to change the dressings and check regularly, and do rehabilitation training on time. When the injuries on his body were almost healed, he could be discharged from the hospital and go home to rest.

"But you two have to spend this New Year in the hospital. No matter how healthy he is, it will take him half a year to completely heal these wounds."

Song Weiyu nodded and helped Chen Fang onto the wheelchair: "Thank you."

Li He was stunned. When had Song Weiyu ever said thank you to him? It seemed that he really had to cut off ties with these friends for Chen Fang.

She asked: "When is the earliest we can be discharged from the hospital? Can it be after the first month of the lunar year?"

Li He nodded, "Okay, but why are you in such a hurry? The hospital conditions are so good, and the environment is great, why don't you just stay here?"

Song Weiyu lowered his head and pushed the wheelchair into the elevator.

Chen Fang took over the conversation: "After the first month of the lunar year, we plan to leave the capital and go to the south to find a small town she likes to settle down in."

Li He's eyes darkened instantly, and he looked at Song Weiyu with disbelief: "Really? You want to leave?"

"Well, I don't want to stay in the capital anymore."

"But your family is in the capital."

"The children are all grown up and have their own family lives. It doesn't matter whether I'm here or not."

"I'm not talking about the child." Li He stared at her, trying to see through her disguise.

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Her fair face was extremely calm, gentle and obedient like a mannequin, and she did not answer Li He's words.

Song Weiyu lifted the blanket on Chen Fang's legs to cover his hands, and said to Chen Fang with a gentle smile: "Protect your wrist, it's broken. I don't want a man who can't lift his hands but can lift his shoulders."

Chen Fang raised his lips and said, "I know, you nagging guy."

Her ward was moved from the east side of the 19th floor to the west side, with the Shao family's exclusive ward in between.

The corridor is very long, with two electronic sliding doors in the middle. The west side cannot see the east side, and the east side cannot see the west side.

When he arrived at the ward, Chen Fang got down and walked around the room twice. His leg was not broken, only with a few skin injuries, and he was able to walk while enduring the pain.

Song Weiyu ordered takeout and brought a large bouquet of flowers. Chen Fang sat quietly beside her, watching her carefully trim the branches and leaves and put them into the ceramic vase one by one.

She seemed not to care at all that she was missing a finger on her right hand. But how could she not care since she loved beauty so much?

Now she still has a thin pink scar on the side of her face. Although it is not obvious, she will stare at it for a long time every time she looks in the mirror.

Chen Fang read the recent comments on the Internet and also saw the young and beautiful girl next to Fu Haitang.

Although this girl looks very similar to her, she is far inferior to her when she was young. After all, Song Weiyu's beauty is recognized by everyone, and she was once a template for plastic surgery for young stars in Beijing.

It seems like she is just imitating someone else.

But Chen Fang knew that she would never meet Fu Haitang again.

Because now Fu Haitang has a brighter, more pleasing and younger girl by her side.

This is something that the now scarred Song Weiyu dare not face. After all, she is so proud in her heart.

Chen Fang reached out and gently stroked the scar on the side of her face. This scar was left so that he could leave the resort smoothly. It was made for him, and he liked it very much.

"Baby, let's go get the marriage certificate before we leave the capital." He took out another black diamond wedding ring and took her left hand.

Just as the ring was about to slip onto her finger, she suddenly stepped back.

Chen Fang held the ring in her hand in the air. She covered up her unnatural expression and said, "Wait a little longer. Let's wear it after we get the certificate."

At this moment, her thick long hair was tucked behind her ears. Her former arrogance was completely gone, and her eyes and eyebrows became even more calm and cold.

Chen Fang saw that beneath her peaceful and calm life, there was an lingering sadness.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Outside the hospital, the streets and alleys are already filled with the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

The Chinese New Year is just three days away.

At this time of year in previous years, the Fu residence would have been decorated lively, mainly because Song Weiyu liked flashy things. Not only were there warm star-shaped lights hung around the koi pond, but even the dog at home had to wear a red sweater.

The house was exceptionally quiet this year. After Butler Zhang hung up a few silk lanterns, he wanted to add some more, but then sighed and put them away.

There's no popularity at home, who would I dress up for?

As he was walking towards the front hall, the door slowly opened and he turned to look over.

According to tradition, three days before the Chinese New Year, the whole family has to put down their work and return to the old house to go shopping, play cards, and buy things in preparation for the New Year.

He thought it was a few young masters who came back, but he didn't expect it was Fu Haitang's Bentley.