Zhang Ruoyu smoked a cigarette, drank wine, and occasionally looked at Old Demon Han.
I have to say that Xuebao is so beautiful because he has inherited some of Han Laomo's genes.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Ruoyu took the initiative to ask: "Why did you run away as soon as Xuebao became an adult?"
"If you stay with me, I will spoil her." Han Laomo narrowed his eyes and said. "You don't want your wife to be pampered by me and become a unruly and willful rich girl, right?"
"How can the dignified old devil Han not teach his own daughter well?" Zhang Ruoyu didn't believe it.
He must have other reasons.
"As everyone knows, I am a maniac about doting on girls." Han Laomo lit up a cigarette and curled his lips. "When you have a daughter in the future, you will know that being a man and being a father are two different things."
"What I can imagine is that I won't not see my daughter for ten years without any reason." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly.
"Who said you haven't seen her before? I know everything she does and who she meets every day!" Han Laomo sneered.
"Then you knew full well that she was kidnapped by Jiang Qingshan?" Zhang Ruoyu frowned, feeling unhappy.
"Otherwise?" Han Laomo narrowed his eyes and said. "I have raised my daughter for almost thirty years, how can I trust you so much? If you fail to protect her, will I still be alive?"
Zhang Ruoyu was stunned.
Inexplicably, he felt the hostility of Old Demon Han.
"Since you know everything, why don't you deal with it in advance? Do you have to scare her?" Zhang Ruoyu frowned.
"I have told you ten thousand times that she will reach the top in the future. I have even set up my shoulders, just waiting for her to step on it. Standing at such a high height, without strong psychological quality, are you not afraid of her being afraid of heights? Are you not afraid of the wind?
Blow her down?"
Zhang Ruoyu paused for a moment, a little frightened.
What kind of people and things will Xuebao face in the future?
Is it worth the painstaking efforts of Old Demon Han to scare Xuebao to death?
"Okay. I've eaten the food and drank the wine. I've seen it too, you little bastard." Han Laomo finished blowing the last bottle of beer and said calmly. "Overall, it's okay, except that he's a bit ugly.
, my family is a bit poor, I don’t have any big flaws, and I’m barely worthy of my daughter.”
Zhang Ruoyu wanted to fall out.
You say I'm poor, I admit it, what's wrong with me?
Which of those aloof female officers in Beimang wouldn't say to me "General Zhang, you are more handsome today than yesterday" when they see me?
Are you blind?
"What kind of look do you have? Are you still not convinced that you are poor?" Han Laomo said disdainfully. "Among the top ten in China's rich list this year, three are my younger brothers and two are my followers. If I hadn't kept a low profile and paid attention to privacy, I would have
The family property is divided into ten parts, and the top ten richest people in China are all me!"
"Do you understand the value of a hidden wealthy family?"
Zhang Ruoyu twitched the corner of his mouth, this old guy really didn't hide anything from him except things that were inconvenient to reveal.
"Awesome." Zhang Ruoyu gave a thumbs up. "How many immoral things have you done to earn so much money?"
Old Mo Han sneered: "I would rather let the world down!"
Zhang Ruoyu curled his lips: "You really haven't seen Xuebao? She is actually a tough talker."
"Do you need to give me the steps to get down? I am her father, and I don't know how much she cares about me?" Old Devil Han said arrogantly.
"That means missing." Zhang Ruoyu nodded.
Old Demon Han twitched the corner of his mouth but did not refute.
After a moment of silence, Old Mo Han said calmly: "Be nice to Xuebao, her life is not good, and I am not good to her either."
Although Zhang Ruoyu felt that Han Laomo was a bit Versailles, he did not refute it.
He couldn't comment on whether Xuebao's life was good or not.
But in the future, he will try his best to make Xuebao's life better.
Zhang Ruoyu's fate was changed by himself.
He wanted to try Xuebao's life.
On the way home, Han Shixiao secretly glanced at Zhang Ruoyu while driving: "Actually, my godfather had his own reasons for leaving Binhai..."
"I know." Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette.
"Back then, in order to bring the eldest lady back to Binhai, my godfather fought against the entire capital on his own."
Han Shixiao said calmly: "I heard from the old lady that after my godfather returned to Binhai, he lay in bed for three full years."
Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and looked through the rearview mirror at Han Laomo, who was sitting alone at the food stall drinking.
His back looks very lonely.
The two thousand confidants behind him cannot bring him any noise.
This man seems absurd, but behind the absurdity stands a great father.
"Mom, I just transferred 10 billion pocket money to you. Please save some money. It's not easy for my son to make money."
Old Demon Han held a cigarette in his mouth and called Mrs. Han.
"oh."
Mrs. Han on the other side of the phone spoke in a serious tone: "You're already back, why don't you go home for a meal?"
"As far as your cooking skills are concerned, forget it." Han Laomo said calmly.
"Blame me? Your mother, I have been the one being served all my life. I only give you face when I cook for you. Are you still picky?" Mrs. Han was a little anxious.
"Okay, I'll be there soon. Please put less salt in it. I'm too old. If I eat too much salt, my heart and brain blood vessels will explode." Han Laomo was alarmist.
"I know, you little bastard is so verbose. Fortunately, you haven't been around these years, otherwise I would have been disturbed to death by you." Mrs. Han curled her lips.
A slight smile appeared on the corners of Old Demon Han's lips.
That year, that month, that day, that night.
When he held the infant Han Jiangxue and faced the entire capital alone.
Only this mother, who found him annoying and noisy, and added salt to her cooking, gave him strength.
