C1002 Men Change Women
C1002 Men Change Women
Hamm immediately interrupted him ruthlessly, "You're not going to try to get a ransom. As I said, two hundred million pounds, and one less, and your Lili won't even think of going back to that playworld, just stay here with me and bask in the sun every day. "
"F * ck, how merciless."
"Bullshit Wuqing."
Hamm was a little angry, and the tenderness he felt towards his son was swept away: "Lee Nanfang, are you f * cking crazy? Why don't you think about me for your son? Because of the official oppression, we were forced to live in the country and never enjoy the world again. He could only squat by the seaside every day and live with the inferior black charcoal. What the f * ck? Are we really still alive? You should think for us, mother and son, even if you have the slightest bit of conscience! "But no, save money for White Peony, who is about to return to civilization!"
The more Hamm said, the angrier he got. After coming here to scold China, he used his native language to scold for a long time.
In the end, he said while panting heavily, "You with the surname Li, if you have the brains, you should have known that the reason why I asked for so much ransom was to nurture your son. I want to give him the best environment to grow up in, and I want him to get the best education. I want to train him into a super handsome guy, have him grow up with beautiful women around him, far surpassing that dogshit of his dad! "
Hamm's excited swearing caused Lee Nanfang's ears to hurt.
He wanted to curse as well.
Who's going to need two hundred million pounds to raise a little son of a bitch who's only a month old?
A £200 million was converted into a Chinese currency, how about 2 billion?
This woman was too unruly.
The reason why she asked for so much ransom was to continue developing her career as a smuggler, but she ended up bearing the title of nurturing her son.
However, Lee Nanfang couldn't retort.
It seems like Hamm was right.
The place where she was hiding should be a desolate backwater of rabbits.
If she wanted to set up camp there, the first condition would be that she would need a large number of lackeys as cannon fodder.
How can you recruit a lackey without money?
However, after thousands of years, the headquarters that Hamm had painstakingly built had been completely destroyed by the British side, resulting in heavy losses. Besides the small golden shield and the small amount of money in Corazone's purse, Hamm truly had nothing left.
Even in such a situation, Lee Nanfang was foolish enough to ask her to let go of Avril for free — it was already very rational for Hamm to chop off White Peony's pretty head and mail it to Lee Nanfang.
"Alright, alright, stop talking. "Just take it as if I was farting, no--"
"You're not playing, you're just playing."
"Yes, yes, I am."
"Stop trying to be glib with me, you're all useless trash."
After another curse, Hamm's anger subsided a little and he changed the topic, "Let me tell you something. I have a very delicate and pretty Little Beauty and South Korean here."
"Is Shen Yun here?"
Lee Nanfang had long known that a certain pretty girl from South Korea had been kidnapped by the remnants of the Medusa when she went to inspect the horses.
"Yes, it's called 'Yun Zai'."
"Why did you mention her? I don't know her. Moreover, on the island, I stressed many times that I did not like the people of that country. "
"Because I know that you don't have a good impression of the people from that country, I'll tell you."
Hamm explained, "I offered her a ransom of 200 million pounds just like your White Peony. I think it would be a pity if she was so beautiful and let go of the money. "Don't worry, I am a man with good character. I will definitely not chop off people's heads after collecting their money."
Lee Nanfang was confused by her words: "What are you trying to say?"
"After I collect the money, I'll send her to you in package. I'll give it to you to enjoy before you send her home. "
Hamm giggled and said, "Look, how much do I love men? I'll find beautiful women for you to enjoy. If you try to do something that would let me down in the future, your conscience will be ruined. "
"Alright, then I won't be disrespectful."
Lee Nanfang answered casually.
"Alright, then just you wait."
Hamm asked, "Do you still want to talk to your White Peony in private about the pain of leaving?"
"Sure."
"Good my ass."
Hamm sneered and ended the call.
"Dig in, bitch. You'd better beg your God not to let me see you again. "Otherwise, I have to fucking — sigh."
Lee Nanfang, who was lying on the railing on the edge of the balcony, shook his phone and sighed as he looked at the dark valley.
He looked very depressed.
He didn't know what he was feeling.
Worried about Avril's safety?
He didn't know why, but even though he knew that Hamm was a vicious b * tch, Lee Nanfang wasn't worried that she would hurt Avril.
Could it be because of the relationship between the three of them, that long ago at Small Desert Island, they had already planted a seed of mutual support, of mutual dependence?
It could also be that Avril liked Lee Han a lot.
Whether it was Lee Nanfang or Hamm, both of them could deeply feel Avril's sincere love for her child from the time she hugged Lee Han.
So why the hell did he sigh?
Perhaps, it was because in that distant place, there was a root that he would never be able to put down in his lifetime?
The sound of light footsteps came from behind him.
Lee Nanfang turned around and saw Graff, who was wearing a black windbreaker, walking down the stairs.
There were two maids following behind him. They were holding silver plates which were filled with a sumptuous supper.
After Lord Fei received the news from Avril, he personally rushed over to notify Lee Nanfang in the middle of the night.
To express his gratitude, Brother David personally escorted him back to the palace when he took his leave.
While Lee Nanfang was on the phone, Graff was standing in front of the balcony on the second floor of the castle, quietly watching him.
After he finished his call, he came over with a maid, carrying a midnight snack.
Graff was a smart woman. Before she spoke, she observed Lee Nanfang's expression.
He secretly let out a sigh of relief when he didn't notice any unhappiness on his face. He smiled and said, "Nanfang, come. Come and have some supper with me."
Lee Nanfang's appetite hasn't been good these few days, just like his mood.
It was mainly because of Yue Zitong's change, which had made him take a huge blow.
Furthermore, he was worried for Avril's safety. Even if Graff tried to cook for him, he would still have no appetite.
Man is iron meal is steel, a meal will be hungry.
Lee Nanfang, who was originally even more seriously ill than before, was not in the mood to eat.
He's losing weight, but his hair and beard are growing well --
Lee Nanfang was very interested in this strange phenomenon. He checked online and found out that it might be because of the drop in body fitness, and the fact that the number of cells that died far exceeded the number of new cells, leading to the accumulation of too many dead bodies in the skin.
Hair and beard were like crops that needed to be fertilized in order to grow quickly. Thus, when a man's mind was haggard, he would obtain more nutrition from them and accelerate his growth.
This was also the reason why the grave robber could find the long-haired dumpling after opening the coffin in the ancient tomb.
The corpse itself was the best fertilizer. In the future, when you see a dead head growing crazily, don't be afraid.
Lee Nanfang raised his hand and stroked his beard. He knew that if Graff said she would have some midnight snacks with her, she would probably be talking to the contrary. Lee Nanfang smiled bitterly and said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, don't worry about me.
"Yes, I believe you can do it."
Graff nodded, picked up a spoon and personally scooped a bowl of oatmeal for Lee Nanfang. She pretended to be casual as she said, "The sun should be shining in Africa now, right?"
"It should be. When I called them, they were at the beach in the sun. "
Since he didn't want Graff to get pregnant and had to worry about his own matters, Lee Nanfang simply recounted the process of him and Hamm's conversation over and over again.
"Nanfang, Avril will be fine. Trust me. Because I'm a woman, too, the woman who's going to give birth to a baby. "
Gently stirring the oatmeal with a spoon, Graff said softly, "No matter how vicious a woman is, she will change after giving birth to a baby. A baby's every frown and smile was the most effective weapon. It could touch the softest part of a woman's heart. It made her feel that the world was wonderful. In order that God might take care of the baby, she would do good by instinct. Although Hamm was a professional trafficker, he had done a lot of bad things before. But I believe that she will slowly change.
Graff was right.
Guain Lee Nanfang had obviously felt some of her changes after talking to Hamm about her son.
Then, what about her?
Did she change because she wasn't pregnant?
Looking at Graff's slowly stirring spoon, a face gradually surfaced in front of Lee Nanfang's eyes.
"She will change too."
As if she knew who Lee Nanfang was thinking about, Graff lowered her voice and said, "The key is to see how you handle your relationship with her. For women, apart from children, the only people who could change her were the ones she cared about the most. Your attitude towards her determines what kind of person she will become. "
"My attitude towards her will determine what kind of person she will eventually become?"
Lee Nanfang smiled and leisurely said, "I must be very good to her."
"Rumble ~ ~ ~"
As soon as Lee Nanfang finished his sentence, there was a clap of thunder in the distant eastern sky.
Very quickly, the night wind became stronger, and the humidity in the air also increased significantly.
A few minutes later, when the wind suddenly changed, the first raindrop finally fell from the sky.
With the will of the heavens.
The characteristic of the rain during early summer was that it was fine and lasted for a long time.
The drizzle reminded people of a beautiful woman with a slim figure. She carried an umbrella on her shoulder and was walking on the bed with her clothes fluttering in the wind.
Of course, one could also think of a slender, beautiful woman standing on a wooded hillside with an umbrella over her shoulder in front of a grassy grave — the sound of the rain hitting the umbrella, the sound of sparkling tears on her cheeks as she murmured, "Are you there, all right?"
Yue Zitong asked.
In his heart.
The rain hit the glass and made a slight rustling sound, like a silkworm eating mulberry leaves.
She looked at the box of ashes wrapped in red silk and hadn't moved for a long time.
Help, help.
A light knock on the door pulled her back from some memory.
Qi Yue pushed open the door and reminded him indifferently, "Director Yue, the auspicious hour is approaching. Just now, Uncle Zong called and said that most of the customers have arrived. "
"Lucky?"
The corner of Yue Zitong's mouth slightly curled up, and then she laughed self-mockingly, "Yes, it is indeed a lucky time. Today is a good day for Jack and I to get married. "
"Nanfang, let's go. I'll bring you to the wedding."
Yue Zitong said in a low voice as she reached out to pick up the casket and put it away.