Tyrant Son-in-law

In fact, it was like that. Hu Lei's eyes were completely black. It could be seen that he didn't rest well these few days.    

    

"You're courting death!" Hu Lei said while grinding his teeth.    

    

Hu Yiming Si looked at Hu Lei without a care, "Third brother, you're in such a hurry to find her. Could it be that you've really fallen for her?"    

    

Hu Yiming's words made Hu Lei calm down. He took two steps back and said coldly, "She's just a pet. How could I like her?"    

    

"Oh, so it's like that." Hu Yiming rubbed his chin and looked at him meaningfully: "If that's the case, then why are you so anxious to find her, Third Bro?"    

    

"That woman stole my Big Yellow Python, how can I let her go so easily!"    

    

"I remember Mo Xiaomo gave you 10 million, 10 million Big Yellow Python, third brother you won't lose out."    

    

Hu Lei laughed sinisterly: "My things are not that cheap."    

    

"If that's the case, then I can't tell you where Mo Xiaomo is."    

    

Hu Lei looked deeply at Hu Yiming, then chuckled and said, "I have been busy with your mother's hotel and haven't had the time to manage it. However, I have been free recently and have built it into a bathing center."    

    

Hu Yiming's expression changed, the Eye's Color looked at Hu Lei with a serious look: "Third brother, be a good man and don't let others see you again in the future."    

    

"I don't think Seventeenth Younger Brother and I have anything to talk about."    

    

"Then Third Brother should go easy on him." Hu Yiming's expression turned completely cold.    

    

Seeing Hu Yiming's reaction, Hu Lei seemed to have regained control of the situation. He slowly sat down opposite Hu Yiming and looked at Hu Yiming: "It seems that Seventeenth Younger Brother is not as loyal as I thought. At the very least, for that position, he would not care about the things left behind by his own mother."    

    

The veins on Hu Yiming's forehead popped out as he glared at Hu Lei.    

    

The smile on Hu Lei's face became more obvious: "If you don't bring Mo Xiaomo to me in a week, I will turn your mother's hotel into a bathing center. Of course it won't be a proper bathing center."    

    

With that, Hu Lei stood up and left proudly.    

    

Hu Yiming looked at his back, and the Eye's Color gradually sank down.    

    

When he saw Hu Yiming's cold eyes, he was really shocked. That gaze was as if he was looking at a dead person, no, more terrifying than looking at a dead person. Hu Yiming's entire body was filled with killing intent and coldness.    

    

Tubao has never seen Hu Yiming like this. This is the real Hu Yiming.    

    

"I'm fine." Hu Yiming said to Tubao while blinking his eyes. The hostility on his body had disappeared and he had become that sloppy guy again.    

    

If Tubao hadn't seen everything with his own eyes, he would have thought that he was seeing things.    

    

"Are you really alright?" Tubao asked worriedly.    

    

Hu Yiming smiled and nodded. He then stood up and walked to Tubao's side while wearing his coat, "Let's go. It's time to get off work."    

    

Seeing that Hu Yiming was unwilling to say more, Tubao didn't ask any further questions.    

    

At the same time, within Luo Family's manor, a woman with an ordinary appearance, whose appearance was hard for anyone to remember, followed Mary into a room.    

    

Luo Yiren, who was smoking a pipe, sat in front of the windowsill in her room.    

    

"Miss has arrived." Mary said with an expressionless face.    

    

Luo Yiren turned around and casually glanced at the woman before her. She chuckled and said, "The transformation was a success. I almost couldn't recognize her."    

    

Yue Yihan looked at her expressionlessly. That's right, this ordinary-looking woman was Yue Yihan. She wore a Luo Yiren mask on her face.    

    

Without Luo Yiren's special medicine, no one would be able to remove it. The material of this mask was very special, it felt like real human skin, and it wouldn't affect your skin at all.    

    

Of course, this was matched by the fact that it was even more expensive than gold by a few hundred times.    

    

"I hope you'll remember what I said." Luo Yiren was wearing only a white silk nightgown. From Yue Yihan, she could vaguely make out the spring light of Luo Yiren, her extremely delicate face, and her devilish body.    

    

This kind of scene was enough to make any man go crazy.    

    

Unfortunately, there were two women standing in front of Luo Yiren.    

    

Yue Yihan nodded, indicating that she knew.    

    

Luo Yiren glanced at her indifferently and waved her hand, gesturing for Mary to take her out.    

    

Mary bowed and brought Yue Yihan to the new residence she had arranged for her.    

    

In a high-class apartment near Shang Jing Trading Company, the facilities were very complete. The people who lived in this apartment were all high-class white-collar employees of Shang Jing.    

    

The elites of elites were usually very apathetic. Although they lived very close to each other, they never cared about who their neighbors were, and never moved around each other.    

    

Yue Yihan herself did not have a passionate personality. To her, this was the perfect environment to do so.    

    

After waiting for Mary to leave, Yue Yihan packed up her things. She walked to the bathroom mirror and saw her unfamiliar face.    

    

Even she didn't recognize herself. Thinking that she would see Hu Yiming tomorrow, Yue Yihan had a complicated feeling in her heart.    

    

She never thought that Hu Yiming's identity would be so special, nor did she think that Hu Yiming would lie to her for so long.    

    

Love, hate, and resentment. After so long, Yue Yihan could no longer tell the difference.    

    

She washed her face. There was no need to worry. The mask on her face would fall off. She touched her face and a cold smile appeared on her face.    

    

No matter what, she couldn't back down now that she had reached this step.    

    

Yue Yihan went to bed.    

    

At this moment, Hu Yiming still didn't know that he would see the Yue Yihan he missed the most the next day. He sat in front of the window and looked at the picture of Yue Yihan in his hands.    

    

"Wife, wait for me." Hu Yiming murmured, his eyes filled with love.    

    

The next day.    

    

As soon as Hu Yiming arrived, he saw a very ordinary looking woman standing in his office. Tubao walked over and whispered in his ear, "This is the person Luo Yiren sent."    

    

Hu Yiming looked at the woman in front of him and raised his eyebrows. Her figure was similar to Yue Yihan, but her temperament was completely different.    

    

As for the woman in front of him, she was only average, but her eyes revealed a sense of shrewdness.    

    

Hu Yiming intentionally looked at the woman's hand. Although it was very white, the shape and skin color were completely different from Yue Yihan's.    

    

"What's your name?" Hu Yiming asked.    

    

Yue Yihan said with a smile. Her whole person seemed to be filled with gentleness. It was the kind of gentleness that could make a person let down their guard. "My name is Zhang Faang."    

    

Her voice sounded different from Yue Yihan's, especially when she was smiling.