Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

At the end of the year, it snowed.

It is the first snow in Beijing this year. Facing the flying snowflakes, the buds of wintersweet are also bursting out.

Fu Haitang sat under the wintersweet tree that he had planted himself, making tea with a few good friends. The boiling water rolled up and down in the transparent glass pot, making people feel warm even with snowflakes flying.

Shao Guoren rubbed his hands and said, "Brother Fu, Shao Yi is getting married at the end of the year. Please be his witness. I beg you!"

"Are you stupid? How can I, a divorced person, be his witness? It's unlucky."

Shao Guoren didn't despise him, "What's wrong with being divorced? The richest man is still the richest man even if he's divorced! It just so happens that you can also teach Shao Yi a lesson, which is... Men must never be obsessed with love!"

Fu Haitang laughed, "Okay, when I come back from Nanxun Town, I will go and be his witness."

Li He then interrupted: "You want to go to Nanxun? I can't let you leave the capital alone, I will accompany you."

Nanxun Nanxun...

Hard to find...

Shao Guoren refused to be outdone: "Well, that's just right. I'll be your bodyguard. If my brother Fu suddenly wants to kidnap my sister-in-law, I can fight Chen Fang with all my might..."

Tsk...Fu Haitang glanced at him with disdain.

That night, the three of them got drunk.

The next morning, when the first rays of morning light shone on the wintersweet tree, Fu Haitang took the gardening shears and cut off the fullest branches of the wintersweets.

He lowered his head and saw the words Song Weiyu had written on the tree four years ago.

【I like you. 】

Unfortunately, after being beaten by wind and rain, the handwriting was no longer clear. Fu Haitang looked at the blurred confession and asked it: "If I bring your favorite wintersweet to see you, will you be happy? Will you run to me?"

Fu Haitang did not wake up the two people who were still sleeping soundly, and got on the plane alone. This time he did not take his own business jet, but chose a passenger plane like ordinary people.

The stewardess noticed that the first-class passenger had an extraordinary taste in clothing and took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "Sir, where are you going with these fresh winter plums?"

He was very humble and said with a smile, "Go see my ex-wife. There is no wintersweet in the south, but she loves wintersweet the most."

Seeing that he was kind, the stewardess asked again, "If she likes winter plums, why does she want to settle in the south? Isn't it better to stay in Beijing?"

Fu Haitang's eyebrows were indifferent, and the sadness had long been unrelieved. He said: "Maybe, it's because I am in the capital."

She likes wintersweets, but she doesn't like the people who grow them for her.

After getting off the plane, there was still a 5-hour drive ahead. Fortunately, he had preserved water for the wintersweet branches in advance. Perhaps due to the warm and humid climate in the south, two of the flower buds actually bloomed.

Fu Haitang was alone, traveling thousands of miles, and only brought flowers with him.

The town, the river, and the quaint bluestone roads that he had seen countless times in mobile phone videos appeared before his eyes on an ordinary evening.

He walked towards her store along the town road that he had never walked on but had been searched for hundreds of times on navigation software and was already engraved in his mind.

Sure enough, what Li He said was right. There were four bare trees planted in front of her store.

It's so stubborn. It has been planted for four years and it hasn't bloomed, but it doesn't know how to change to other varieties. It has to stick to this.

Coincidentally, she and Chen Fang came out of the store at the same time, holding hands, and Song Weiyu looked up and chattered to him.

Fu Haitang was unconscious and hid in a corner as if by reflex. His whole body was frozen, but his chest was throbbing as if his heart could no longer be hidden.

Obviously...I have practiced the conversational skills for meeting someone dozens of times on the road.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"How are you recently? I'm passing by here on a business trip and came to see you."

"I'm fine too. I'm very busy every day and have almost no time to think about anything else."

"Oh, I accidentally dropped the relic. I'm sorry."

Haha, how ridiculous! Before we even officially met, he was like a general who had fled the battle, hiding in a corner like a loser trying to calm his pounding heart.

Fu Haitang tapped his chest and cursed, "Traitor."

However, it was precisely because of this informal meeting that he gradually calmed down. Just as he was about to set off again, Chen Fang's car drove away from him.

This means that Song Weiyu is now alone in the store.

Like a big bad wolf waiting for an opportunity with bad intentions, he gradually walked into the romantic and exquisite flower shop with the scent of flowers on his body.

【Half City Begonia】

How could she choose this name? No wonder the name of the flower shop has never been captured in the videos that have been displayed for four years.

Maybe Song Weiyu had missed him too. Fu Haitang pushed open the door of the shop with a faint smile, and the first things that greeted him were the two stupid and fat cats.

He half squatted down and touched the cat's little head that was rubbing against his trouser leg.

With a lazy and coquettish "meow~meow~" sound, Song Weiyu trotted down the stairs, and when she raised her eyes, she met the deep and affectionate eyes of the man at the door.

She suddenly stopped on the stairs and stared at him blankly.

He held the branch tightly, and stood up, his eyes firm and sticky.

The picture froze, and the two people were like travelers forgotten by time and space. All the images and sounds around them were moving forward at exponential speed, and only the two of them were frozen in each other's eyes.

She wondered how there could be such a handsome and elegant man in the world.

Fu Haitang came back to his senses and found that his hand holding the flower branch had turned blue and white due to the force. He smiled and said sincerely, "Long time no see..."

It was too far away, and Song Weiyu's hearing was not good. But she ran all the way over and smiled sweetly at him.

He looked at her lovingly and reached out his hand out of habit. At this moment, his four years of self-torture were instantly redeemed, and he couldn't wait to hug the woman running towards him.

But she stopped one meter away, blinked her eyes and asked with a smile, "Sir, would you like to buy flowers or coffee?"