Mr. Han shivered, stepped on the accelerator, and went straight into a midnight race.
She was not in a hurry to go home and took Brother Zhang for a ride.
Because he drives a supercar, Olaf is bright and charming, with a flourishing face and big wavy hair, which makes him even more charming.
She also wore a pair of black sunglasses on her delicate face.
In this prosperous coastal city, it is like a stunning scenery.
"Brother Zhang, look, that's where I went to high school." Han Jiangxue raised her finger and pointed to a national key high school.
"Oh." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "The small chimney-like building next to the dilapidated street that I passed ten minutes ago is Binhai No. 8 Middle School where I study."
Mr. Han raised his brows: "Heroes don't ask where they come from! Every time a hero is righteous, more dogs will be slaughtered!"
No. 8 Middle School, the high school with the worst reputation in Binhai, has a lot of gangsters and gangsters, and is known as a trashy high school...
When Olaf was in high school, she wouldn't even go to that street for fear of tarnishing her innocence.
A slight smile appeared on Brother Zhang's lips.
This damn Xuebao is getting better and better at coaxing people.
Taking a night trip to the coastal area tonight, Zhang Ruoyu really regained some of his childhood memories.
It was youthful and beautiful.
He even glanced at Olaf's perfect profile.
Seventeen-year-old Xuebao is so youthful and charming, with flowers blooming?
When she smiles, won't she be able to pour out all of Binhai City?
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Xuebao raised his beautiful face, full of arrogance.
"It's okay, just okay."
Anyway, we were riding in a supercar, so Brother Zhang lit a cigarette without restraint.
Xuebao was already satisfied that he could get these two words from Brother Zhang's mouth.
This was only a few months ago, and I would have been scolded to death.
Her red lips turned up, and she took Brother Zhang's rough big hand again, clasped her fingers tightly, and placed it on her snow-white thigh: "Brother Zhang, I really want to trap you in this little broken city, won't you be lonely?
You won’t be bored, right? You won’t feel like you have nothing to do, right?”
Xuebao was a little worried.
Can Brother Zhang stay in Binhai with his own charm and become a happy son-in-law?
The General has never seen anything like this. Wouldn't it be boring to be with him every day?
Zhang Ruoyu gently scratched Xuebao's soft palm, holding a cigarette in his mouth and said calmly: "Say something behind closed doors."
"Brother Zhang, what haven't you seen? What haven't you eaten? What stage have you never performed on?"
"Brother Zhang has been lonely on the top of the mountain for too long."
"Now I can walk with Xuebao at the foot of the mountain and experience the local customs with Xuebao, who has never seen much of the world."
Xuebao pinched Brother Zhang's palm hard and retaliated by calling Brother Zhang a bumpkin.
But my heart is swollen and sweet.
He has seen this wonderful and gorgeous world.
Watched it over and over again.
Now, the woman sitting next to him is his new world.
…
Early morning.
A solemn and restrained black motorcade drove out of Binhai Airport.
The license plates have consecutive numbers, and he is fierce and arrogant.
A man filled with terror and coercion sat in the lead car, holding a phone in his hand.
The eyebrows are filled with majesty.
"Do you want to be related to the Han family?" The man's thin lips were slightly opened and his eyes were indifferent.
"What kind of relatives are distant cousins? They are already three generations old." Brother Ma said seriously. "In ancient times, all the concubines and maids of Yuanwai's family were chosen here."
"Oh." The man responded lightly, opening his thin lips slightly and saying, "I'm at Binhai."
"What are you doing here?" Brother Ma's eyes darkened. "Want to drink my son's wedding wine? Eat my son's wedding candy?"
"It's time to settle the accounts that happened twenty-eight years ago." The man said word by word. "You Shangguan Yue are thick-skinned. You can keep your face even though you have been a cuckold for decades. I can't."
"Don't say that. Being a cousin of the Han family also puts a lot of burden on me." Brother Ma patiently explained. "But who made my son fall in love with her?"
"You should leave Binhai as soon as possible and take your proud son with you." The man said indifferently. "Cousins are also relatives in my eyes."
"Don't let me accidentally hurt you."
Hearing this, Brother Ma immediately reminded: "My son will collect his certificate as soon as the Civil Affairs Bureau opens tomorrow morning. In addition, including the time waiting for the plane, you'd better have lunch before starting. Binhai's scallion oil noodles are one of the best."
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The man knew about this old friend whom he had known for decades, and did not hide it from him: "Tonight, I will go and see the old Buddha of the Han family. If it weren't for her, Old Devil Han would not be able to leave Yanjing City."
"You want to touch the old lady of the Han family?" Brother Ma frowned. "You don't understand the energy of this old lady."
"If you can't move, don't move." The man said in a calm tone. "But if she wants to stop me again, I can't guarantee that I will still have the same patience with her as before."
"Decades of accumulated virtue, contribution to the country, saving his son's life, and then giving me a leg up."
The man gently stroked his right leg: "She's quite capable."
"Did you decide this matter yourself? Have you communicated with your family?" Brother Ma could hear the firmness behind the man's words.
Coupled with the terrifying influence of his family, if he really wants to do this, will there still be a bloody storm in Binhai?
"My father passed away a month ago, and I don't want to mourn him secretly." The man's eyes became more determined. "I have the final say in this family now."
