Tyrant Son-in-law

Unfortunately, Hu Yiming, this unfilial son, didn't care at all. He put his hands in his pockets and walked over slowly.    

Ye Zichen sat down on the bedside of Hu Shaoguang.    

"Why are you looking for me?" Hu Yiming asked.    

Hu Shaoguang snorted, "I've been home for a whole day and I didn't even know how to come and accompany this old man."    

"If you need a child to accompany you, I want to believe that your children will all come rushing to serve you."    

"You …"    

Hu Shaoguang told himself not to be angry, not to be angry, he had to cherish the rest of his life.    

"I'm doing very well. Eat well, drink well, and sleep well. Based on the current situation, it shouldn't be a problem for me to live longer than you." Hu Yiming raised his eyebrows and said with a faint smile.    

"You want to anger me?"    

"Then why did you call me over?"    

The father and son pair stared at each other, but in the end, Hu Shaoguang, the elder, came down to pay his respect.    

He lowered his eyes and said, "Next month, you will accompany me to the south."    

"I refuse." Hu Yiming said without thinking. It was definitely not a good thing for the old man to let him go to the south.    

Hu Shaoguang sneered, "If you don't do it intentionally, then don't even think about that Yue Yihan woman for the rest of your life."    

When Hu Yiming heard this, he looked at Hu Shaoguang in surprise. "You know where Yue Yihan is?"    

Hu Shaoguang smiled, "This will depend on whether you, as an unfilial son, are willing to be filial in front of your father."    

Li Jun flashed a cold ray of light, "What are you not doing to her?"    

Hu Shaoguang chuckled, "She's just a daughter-in-law, what can I do to her? But if an unfilial son like you continues to anger me, that's not certain."    

"Alright, I'll go." Hu Yiming's voice was stunned, it didn't sound like he was teasing Ye Zichen when he came in.    

Hu Shaoguang lowered his gaze and waved his hand. "Scram."    

Hu Yiming stood up and looked deeply at Wu Jun. "Don't do anything to her, or I will never forgive you for the rest of my life."    

"What do I need your forgiveness for? Don't forget who I am, so don't challenge my bottom line again."    

After talking so much, Hu Shaoguang's spirit was a little low and his eyelids started to hurt.    

Hu Yiming walked out with lowered eyes.    

In his heart, his extravagant hope for Hu Shaoguang had been completely destroyed.    

Hu Shaoguang, who was lying on the bed, let out a deep breath. A trace of nostalgia and pain flashed across his eyes.    

He looked around.    

This house, this house, was imprisoning too many things.    

Hu Shaoguang closed his eyes. Perhaps, even if he died, he wouldn't be able to break free.    

Saturday afternoon.    

Hu Yiming brought Yue Yihan to Xi Luo.    

Yue Yihan put on her dress directly, and Cyril's makeup artist helped her with her makeup.    

When she walked out again, Hu Yiming was immediately shocked, "Yihan?"    

Then, he lowered his eyes again. How could Zhang Faang be Yue Yihan? He really missed Yue Yihan too much.    

Yue Yihan, who had changed into a formal dress with delicate makeup, still looked very beautiful despite the mask on her face.    

The ugly duckling turned into a white swan in an instant.    

Yue Yihan was a little nervous. Afraid that she would expose something, she pursed her lips.    

Hu Yiming stood up and walked in front of Yue Yihan. He said with a smile, "Very beautiful. Very beautiful."    

Yue Yihan lowered her eyes shyly. It seemed like Hu Yiming didn't notice anything.    

Hu Yiming was wearing a light blue suit and had a smile on his face. He looked just like a noble young master.    

Yue Yihan saw her heart thumping. Hu Yiming was especially attractive.    

"Let's go, my lady." Hu Yiming said with a smile.    

Yue Yihan nodded.    

This time, Hu Yiming didn't drive the car himself. There was a driver in front, while Hu Yiming and Yue Yihan sat behind the car.    

The two of them sat rather close to each other, Hu Yiming could even smell the cold scent on Yue Yihan's body.    

It was not pungent at all, and it felt a little like Yue Yihan's question.    

Thinking about this, Hu Yiming felt a bit irritated. He lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in the depths of his eyes. Until now, there was still no trace of Yue Yihan.    

Where did the old man find Yue Yihan?    

Where did Luo Yiren hide Yue Yihan? How was Yue Yihan doing?    

It was fine to not think about these things normally, but when he thought about it, Hu Yiming's annoyance could not be suppressed no matter how hard he tried.    

"Are you okay?" Yue Yihan gently placed her hand on Hu Yiming's and asked in a soft voice.    

Hu Yiming was stunned. It seemed that the warmth from Yue Yihan's hand had passed into his blood through her skin.    

The hot Hu Yiming was surprised, but he quickly pulled out his hand.    

"I'm sorry, Secretary Zhang, I didn't do it on purpose." Hu Yiming hurriedly said as he noticed Yue Yihan's unsightly expression.    

"It doesn't matter, I was the one who went overboard." A gentle smile appeared on the corners of Yue Yihan's mouth, as if she really didn't care.    

Hu Yiming pursed his lips and forced himself to stop thinking about those things.    

This charity party was held by a world-class brand at the Shangri-La Hotel.    

Before he reached the door, he could see a bunch of reporters blocking the entrance. From afar, he could even see the red carpet that was spread out on the floor.    

The people who came here this time were not only the renowned merchants of Shang Jing, but also many celebrities.    

Hu Yiming did not cause much of a stir after he held Yue Yihan's car. After all, Hu Yiming had a good appearance, but he was not a celebrity.    

It was the first time Yue Yihan had faced such a situation. Looking at the cannon-like cameras, she pursed her lips and felt a little nervous.    

"Don't be afraid, just walk normally as usual. You're not some famous celebrity, so they would just meaningfully pat you a couple of times. They wouldn't pay attention to you."    

Hu Yiming's words had a strange calming effect, it was clear that he often came to these kinds of occasions.    

The nervousness in Yue Yihan's heart dissipated at once. She raised her eyes towards Hu Yiming and nodded.    

Yue Yihan held Hu Yiming's hand and walked onto the red carpet.    

The reporters only took a few meaningful shots as they focused their attention on the celebrity behind Yue Yihan.    

Yue Yihan heaved a sigh of relief in her heart.    

In the lobby of the hotel, the people who could only be seen on TV after a long time of drinking and drinking were the people who could only be seen on TV.    

After Yue Yihan walked in and looked at the scene before her, she felt like a Cinderella who had just stepped into a noble's banquet.    

The scene before her eyes was completely out of place.    

In contrast, Hu Yiming greeted everyone with ease.    

Although there were some people who didn't like him, at such a big occasion, everyone was not looking at him as an individual, but rather at their clan.    

Hu Yiming represented the Hu Family, so at least no one dared to be disrespectful to someone from the Hu Family.    

Yue Yihan, who was accompanied by Hu Yiming the most, also enjoyed everyone's respect.