Tyrant Son-in-law

Mary brought Yue Yihan, who had just finished her work, to the Luo Family.    

Luo Yiren was sitting in the garden of the villa, smoking a cigarette with a slight smile on her delicate face.    

Yue Yihan got off the car and looked at the scene from afar. It was as if she was looking at a beautiful painting.    

However, Yue Yihan knew that no matter how beautiful Luo Yiren was, she was still extremely dangerous.    

It seemed sentimental, but in reality, it was cold and cheerless.    

Yue Yihan pursed her lips and walked over with large strides. A trace of vigilance flashed across her beautiful eyes.    

At this moment, she didn't need to pretend to be smiling anymore. She walked forward and coldly looked at Luo Yiren.    

If Hu Yiming was here, he would have known that she was Yue Yihan. Even though he was agitated, his temperament remained the same.    

"Miss Luo, what can I do for you?" Yue Yihan asked.    

Luo Yiren let out a smoke ring and smiled, half-raising her eyes, "You weren't discovered by Hu Yiming were you?"    

"Nope." Yue Yihan said in a low voice.    

"I hope you can remember that I don't need you to help me find out any information, but I hope you won't expose yourself. Once you do, even Hu Yiming might not be able to protect you."    

Yue Yihan nodded coldly. Of course he knew that she had seen Luo Yiren's methods before.    

Luo Yiren smiled and took another drag of her cigarette. "Since that old man Hu Shaoguang brought Hu Yiming to the south, things have become much more interesting."    

Yue Yihan frowned. What Luo Yiren said was interesting, but it definitely wasn't a good thing.    

"Why are you telling me this?" Yue Yihan asked.    

"Guess, almost no one from the Hu family can be trusted. In front of such huge benefits, some people won't even let their own children go. The coldest thing in the Wealthy Class is their relationship. This is my advice to you."    

Yue Yihan lowered her eyes in silence.    

"It won't be long. You'll be grateful to me in at most three months."    

"What do you want from me?"    

"Guess."    

Luo Yiren narrowed her eyes and took a light drag from the pipe.    

Yue Yihan couldn't figure out Luo Yiren's personality, so she just guarded herself carefully.    

Luo Yiren waved her hand, and Mary turned around to take Yue Yihan away, as if Luo Yiren had just called Yue Yihan over to give her some advice.    

Did Luo Yiren tell him not to believe Hu Yiming? That's why.    

In the south.    

Hu Shaoguang stayed in the hospital for three days before he could reluctantly get out.    

Hu Yiming followed his request and pushed him to the Broken Bridge.    

This season, there were a lot of broken bridges. Hu Shaoguang, who sat on a wheelchair, wore a mask and his face was ashen.    

"Do you think you have a long life? To come to a place like this." Hu Yiming said speechlessly.    

He pushed Hu Shaoguang and carefully avoided the pedestrians.    

If someone suddenly took out a gun and fired at Hu Shaoguang, then Hu Shaoguang would definitely say goodbye to this world.    

The corner of Hu Shaoguang's mouth curled up, "I don't want to be in a sickbed at the end of my life."    

"As long as you're happy." Hu Yiming pushed him expressionlessly, but there was a hint of disdain in his expression.    

A place with many people would give others the illusion that they were still alive.    

They finally arrived at the broken bridge. A cool breeze blew past, bringing with it a wave of moisture. It threw itself onto the people's faces, binding them.    

Hu Shaoguang squinted his eyes and said to Uncle Hwa, who was standing not far away, "Help me and this dishonorable son take a photo."    

Hu Yiming raised his eyebrows, "You will give me the illusion that you like this son of mine a lot."    

"You just noticed?" Hu Shaoguang raised his eyes and looked at Ye Zichen with a smile that was not a smile.    

Hu Yiming shrugged, "That's great. Just leave Hu's family to me. You like me that much."    

"You're thinking of a pretty good one."    

"It seems that you still don't like me."    

Uncle Hwa took a photo of the two arguing with each other with his camera.    

Their son was in the midst of a heated argument with his old father. Neither of them was willing to accept the other's hand, and their laughter was filled with warmth.    

"Forget it." Hu Shaoguang muttered.    

Hu Yiming stood at the side of Hu Shaoguang and shouted from Uncle Hwa who was not far away, "Okay, let's do it."    

Uncle Hwa, who was looking at the photo earlier, was stunned for a moment. Then he raised his head and took another photo of the father and son.    

This time, both father and son were expressionless and looked extremely serious. However, if it was combined with the previous photo, it would be much more interesting.    

The father and son became angry after their bickering and ignored each other.    

After strolling around the Broken Bridge, the old man went to the hospital to lie down for another week.    

Hu Yiming thought helplessly, what's the point of suffering like this? I have to work here too.    

After a week, the old man did not let Hu Yiming take him to the scenic spot this time. Instead, he asked Hu Yiming to take him to a small mountain village.    

The mountain village was very remote and the road was not easy to walk on. Hu Yiming looked at Hu Shaoguang, who was sitting in the car with a pale face.    

Frowning, he took out the silver needle and gave it to Hu Shaoguang.    

After the needle fell, Hu Shaoguang's expression became much better. He slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Hu Yiming and said, "You stinking brat, that's all you can do."    

Hu Yiming glanced at him coldly, "I don't expect you to say anything nice anymore."    

"You've never been polite to me either."    

"Then give the Hu family to me."    

"You unfilial son, you can't fight for it yourself."    

Hu Yiming shrugged and said confidently, "Sorry, I'm just a clown."    

"Hehe, useless."    

"Who asked you to cultivate me to such a promising appearance, in the end, I still have to rely on you."    

The father and son duo chatted for a while. The originally boring journey had become more lively as they waited.    

However, Hu Shaoguang was a bit older after all, so he stopped talking after a while. He fell asleep with his oxygen pipe. Hu Yiming looked at him deeply and then looked out of the window.    

It wasn't that he had never been to the countryside, but he had never been here before. Why would Hu Shaoguang want to come here?    

After another hour, the car finally stopped.    

Uncle Hwa went up to wake Hu Shaoguang up.    

Hu Shaoguang, who had opened his eyes, let out a sharp ray of light. When he saw the person in front of him, he was calm again.    

"Arrived?" Hu Shaoguang said in a hoarse voice.    

Liu Tie nodded. Hu Yiming walked forward and pushed Hu Shaoguang down.    

This was a country of water, and the plants here were all rice. There were a few people dressed as farmers, and they were currently working in the fields. When they saw these few strangers enter, they were all very curious.    

"Let's go." Uncle Hwa said lightly.    

Hu Yiming nodded and followed behind Uncle Hwa while pushing Hu Shaoguang.    

Uncle Hwa led them left and right before finally stopping in front of a very simple and unadorned house.    

The condition of the village was not good. The buildings were rather old and the house in front of them was a rare good house.    

Uncle Hwa knocked on the door. Not long later, a young and pretty girl came out. She was holding onto her ponytail and had an innocent look on her face.    

There were two dimples on his face. When he smiled, he looked very pretty.    

"Uncle Hwa, Uncle Hu, you came." The little girl said with a smile.