Tyrant Son-in-law

The Big Yellow Python had not been out of the villa for a long time, and kept spitting its tongue.    

Hu Yiming's car stopped in front of the villa. Mo Xiaomo followed him and rolled down the window. She took a deep look at the villa where she had lived for almost two months.    

Actually, being moved was very simple. A certain moment, a certain moment, but forgetting was very difficult. It often took a very long time for one to forget a certain person.    

However, Mo Xiaomo was a person who pursued happiness. Since she was no longer happy, there was no point in her staying here.    

Hu Yiming glanced at her through the rear mirror and asked, "What? You don't want to give up?"    

Mo Xiaomo looked away and said coldly, "Let's go."    

Hu Yiming nodded and started the car silently. Gradually, the car drove out of the villa complex.    

Hu Lei became more and more flustered. Finally, when Hee Zhijin walked over and whispered in his ear that Mo Xiaomo had been taken away by Hu Yiming, he exploded completely.    

His face completely darkened. How could he have the mood to deal with these guests? He put down his wine cup and turned around to leave. However, he met Zhuh Yang's gaze that didn't seem like a smile and gave it a deep look.    

"You have to think about it properly. If you leave now, our marriage will be considered to have not been prearranged."    

Zhuh Yang's originally pleasant voice entered Hu Lei's ears with a hint of malevolence.    

The veins on Hu Lei's head popped out as he clenched his hands into fists, as if suppressing some kind of emotion.    

Fortunately, the place they were talking about was a bit hidden. Otherwise, with the news of Hu Family's third young master glaring at his fiancee on the day of the engagement banquet, all of Hu Lei's previous efforts would have been in vain.    

At this moment, Hee Zhijin also whispered in his ear, "Third Young Master, the overall situation is more important. Also, there are women like Mo Xiaomo everywhere."    

Hu Lei finally calmed down a little, but his heart was still very uncomfortable. Since Hu Yiming sent the person over to me, then don't think about taking him away so easily.    

Hu Lei was furious and planned to bring Mo Xiaomo back.    

That woman Mo Xiaomo actually dared to run. Let's see how he punishes her after he captures her.    

Until now, Hu Lei still hadn't realized that Mo Xiaomo's position in his heart was quietly changing.    

Hu Yiming led Zhuh Yang to find Manager Jin, who lived in the outskirts of Shangjing.    

Although Golden Gate Hotel no longer belonged to Manager Jin, Manager Jin still had money and connections. With Chu Tian's help, hiding a girl under Hu Lei's nose was still very easy.    

Hu Yiming's car stopped at the mouth of a Hu Tong. Mo Xiaomo, carrying the Big Yellow Python, looked around curiously.    

Mo Xiaomo was a native of Shang Jing, but he didn't know there was such a place in the outskirts of Shang Jing.    

It wasn't that this alley was luxurious, but the environment here was very good. The moment you got off the car, you could feel that you were back in Shangjing in the seventies and eighties, very quiet and simple.    

Hu Tong also had two locust trees in his mouth. Every time the season came to an end, his mouth would be filled with locust trees.    

"Where is this place?" Mo Xiaomo asked curiously.    

Hu Yiming looked at the locust tree in Hu Tong's mouth as he got out of the car.    

However, the peculiar emotion in his eyes was gone in a flash. He smiled and looked at Mo Xiaomo, "This is South King's Lane, one of the older lanes in Shang Jing. However, because it is in the suburbs, its reputation isn't that high."    

Mo Xiaomo nodded and took a glance at the locust tree before following Hu Yiming into the alley.    

This alley was actually quite deep. If there wasn't someone familiar with the road leading them, they might have gotten lost.    

After walking for about ten minutes, Hu Yiming finally stopped in front of a wooden door with a couplet affixed on it. Hu Yiming raised his hand and lightly knocked on the door. Soon, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the other side of the door.    

"Slash!"    

The wooden door opened, and a young guy in his twenties stood in the doorway, smiled and said, "Master Young Master Hu, you've come. Master Jin and Boss Chu are waiting for you inside."    

"You've worked hard." Hu Yiming said.    

The young man smiled and walked in with Hu Yiming and Mo Xiaomo.    

As soon as she entered, Mo Xiaomo discovered that there was a whole new world in this place. Small bridges were flowing, and there were buildings in the courtyard. If she hadn't walked through such a long alley before, she wouldn't have been able to see anything.    

Mo Xiaomo almost thought she had come to the South.    

This place really had the feel of a southern garden. She raised her head and curiously looked around.    

Hu Yiming, who was walking in front, inadvertently looked at the cross marks on one of the pillars.    

Hu Yiming, who was only five years old, drew a cross on it with a knife.    

Hu Yiming's mother, a very beautiful woman with a gentle personality, walked over. She bent down and picked up Hu Yiming, pointed at his forehead and said, "You can't destroy anything."    

Little Hu Yiming curled his lips and said unhappily, "No way!"    

At this time, Hu Shaoguang, who was still young, walked over. The tower lord looked at Hu Yiming's mother and whispered, "Child, be naughty and be alright."    

"It's all because you're used to it." Hu Yiming's mother was a bit angry, but there wasn't much anger in her eyes. Instead, there was a trace of bashfulness.    

The memory ends. Hu Yiming's eyes were filled with confusion. If time can be repeated, he will definitely take his mother and distance himself from that man so that those tragedies will not happen again.    

But how did time come back?    

Mo Xiaomo noticed Hu Yiming's strangeness and wanted to ask Hu Yiming what was wrong, but seeing Hu Yiming's cold expression, she swallowed her words silently.    

Forget it. She still hadn't figured out her own matters yet, so how could she care about other people's matters?    

The Big Yellow Python was a python after all. Mo Xiaomo was a woman after all, so carrying it for a while was fine. She put Big Yellow down, but the Big Yellow Python was more obedient, so she followed behind her obediently and did not run around.    

Finally, they reached the door of a room. The young man knocked on the door, pushed it open and walked in.    

He only saw Master Jin and Chu Tian drinking tea and playing chess.    

Even though the two of them did not know each other before, with one in the provincial capital and the other in Shang Jing, their influence was not on the same level.    

However, because of various reasons, they had gathered together and became friends who had forgotten the new year.    

Chu Tian finally understood why Hu Yiming and Hu Lei asked Manager Jin, who didn't recognize Golden Gate Hotel, after seeing his Exquisite Wind Hall.    

This Manager Jin was really on the same level as him. They both liked golden things, and some of their ideas were also the same.    

The two of them had not known each other for long, but they had a feeling that they hated each other for being late.