Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Maybe, Wang’s company would go bankrupt right in front of her.

Song Weiyu didn't want to go, nor did he want to cause any trouble before leaving.

"The Fu family is Mr. Fu's hard work, and it's also yours. Do you really want to watch Mr. Fu offend everyone in the capital? To put it bluntly, his violent expansion of territory is blocking the way for future generations!"

Song Weiyu certainly knew that Fu Haitang's methods were immoral.

But if it is said that the road for future generations will be blocked, that would be a bit alarmist. After all, everyone in the capital now has the surname Fu.

Chen Fang didn't say anything, just quietly packed her things.

She didn't take anything from Fu's house, and her luggage was just packed into one box.

Chen Fang said that he didn't want any of his old things anymore and would buy new ones after he went to the south. She thought about it and it made sense.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Wang, I can't help you. My flight is leaving Beijing this afternoon."

Mrs. Wang saw the Buddhist beads on her wrist, took a closer look, and said, "Sister Song, you actually have such a rare relic. You must be a Buddhist. We Buddhists believe in karma. Mr. Fu is rich but unkind today, so he will definitely suffer retribution in the future!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Weiyu looked at her coldly.

"What did you say? Who got punished?"

Mrs. Wang was frightened by the hostility in Song Weiyu's eyes. She looked so gentle and lovely just now.

Now he seems to be as terrifying as Fu Haitang.

Sure enough, neither of this couple is easy to mess with.

“I…” Mrs. Wang took two steps back, but the survival of the Wang family was imminent, so she had to bite the bullet and continue the confrontation: “Sister Song, I’m going to make it clear to you today. If you don’t help me talk to Director Fu, I will drag Director Fu down with me even if I die!”

There has been a lot of negative news about Fu Haitang in the past month. If a pregnant woman really jumped from the Fu Building, it would probably really ruin Fu Haitang's reputation.

If something really happened, Song Weiyu would not be able to ignore him.

She turned and walked over to Chen Fang, who was putting their ID cards into his coat pocket. "Mrs. Wang and I will go to the company, and then we will meet at the airport, okay?"

"I don't want you to go." He lowered his eyes, not looking at her, feeling a little aggrieved.

Song Weiyu reached out and rubbed Chen Fang's chin. "I'm not going for him, but for the children. He's acting so arrogantly now, I'm afraid the children will suffer because of him. After all, when people are really pushed into a corner, they can do anything."

Chen Fang had no reason to stop her.

"I'm not going to the airport. I'll wait for you downstairs at Fu's."

Song Weiyu looked at the Buddhist beads in his hand and nodded.

Mrs. Wang was afraid that she would run away halfway, so she tried hard to invite her to ride in the same car, but she was too lazy to refuse.

Along the way, Mrs. Wang kept telling her that Fu Haitang seemed to have lost his humanity since the Chinese New Year, and he had been crushing any business he disliked, sometimes even driving them bankrupt with just a single word.

But he has been doing business for many years and has sophisticated means. Although his behavior is immoral, it is not illegal.

The closer he got to the Fu family, the more confused Song Weiyu became. "Mrs. Wang, do you think this is a relic?"

"Yes, I have seen the relics collected in the museum. They are similar to this one, but there are no two relics in the world that are exactly the same. Relics are very Buddha-like..."

Song Weiyu tightly held the other relic in his pocket.

She knew why she took it to see Fu Haitang.

In fact, she had made up her mind when she walked out of the old abbot's room. Especially when she saw Fu Haitang's cold and resolute expression at that time, she said to Fu Haitang in her heart: Wait for me, wait for me.

But the old abbot said that it must be worn all the time. How could Fu Haitang be so obedient and wear it? He might even throw it out of the window...

Yes, definitely.

Song Weiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and the Fu Building appeared before him.

Chen Fang's car followed behind her, and they both got out at the same time. He stepped forward to help her gather her coat, and tucked her long hair behind her ears. "I'll wait for you here, dear. Come down quickly."

"It's cold outside, go wait for me in the car."

The wind in February was still very cold, Song Weiyu's hair trembled slightly in the wind. Chen Fang hugged her and kissed her on the lips.

Upstairs, Fu Haitang stood in front of the French window, his eyebrows sharp and his eyes sneered as he watched the scene.

He had none of his former elegance and easy-going demeanor. From head to toe he exuded a silent and vicious air that kept people at a distance. Even the secretaries in the entire president's office floor outside were trembling with fear, and everyone felt insecure.

Song Weiyu entered the lobby on the first floor of Fu’s company. The security guard and the front desk saw her but pretended not to see her.

Because they didn't know whether to stop them or invite them in.

Fortunately, her facial recognition was not deleted and remained in the company files.

After getting on the elevator, Song Weiyu touched his hair, pursed his lips, and took the opportunity to look at himself on the metal inner wall of the elevator to make sure that his face was still perfect enough. Only then did he calm his pounding heart and get out of the elevator.

He will definitely not be obedient and will definitely make a fuss and pretend to be superior and cold.

So, how can we get him to accept this relic and ensure that he carries it with him for the rest of his life?