Chapter five hundred and thirtieth IX shows the original body
"Zhang Jin, why don't you show up now? After all, he is also your father."
Zhang Jin continued to look at Yang Huang pretending to be stupid.
"I don't understand what you are saying."
Yang Huang opened his hands and looked like Zhang Jin without mercy.
Zhang Jin was kicked by Yang Huang and immediately fell to the ground, revealing his prototype.
When Zhang Jin stood up, he immediately put away his expression of concern for Zhang Liguo.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to be really smart."
Afterwards, Zhang Jin stood up as if he had become a different person, looking at everything around him with red eyes. The scene in front of him was simply not something that a mortal could embody. Then, the black fog in the room slowly
dissipated little by little.
Zhang Liguo was immediately shocked when he saw his son turned like this.
"Mr. Yang, what on earth is going on?"
Zhang Liguo asked confused.
"You have to ask your precious son about this."
Yang Huang looked like Zhang Jin indifferently.
Zhang Jin wanted to pounce on Yang Huang, but was stopped by Yang Huang on the way forward, and then was beaten out again by Yang Huang.
It quieted down, and the room was as peaceful as before.
"Zhang Jin, you..."
Zhang Liguo looked at Zhang Jin in front of the stove in surprise.
"Don't worry, I didn't hurt him, I just destroyed the Yin Qi he collected over the years. I don't know where this kid learned these things. Mr. Zhang, now the Yin Qi in Zhang Jin's body has been broken by me, you now
Feeling how your body feels."
Zhang Liguo stood up after Yang Huang said this and found that his body was as relaxed as before he fell ill.
It seems like I have returned to the time when I could still play bowling with Mr. Minghui.
Zhang Liguo jumped on the spot, making sure that he had no problem. He turned around and politely handed Yang Huang a check for two million.
Yang Huang took it over without any politeness.
Originally, it was only natural for me to treat you and you to give me money, and Yang Huang didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
"Yang Huang, let's have dinner here tonight."
Zhang Liguo said.
"No need, Mr. Zhang, I have something else to do tonight."
Yang Huang knew in his heart that Zhang Liguo still had some family matters to deal with. After all, his illness for so many years was caused by his son.
Yang Huang is naturally also knowledgeable.
Mr. Zhang then took Yang Huang out of Zhang Liguo's home.
"Yang Huang, you have helped me so much today. Come to my house for dinner tonight. It just so happens that An An is not at my house."
Yang Huang thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
Yang Huang took Mr. Zhang's Maybach and drove all the way to Mr. Zhang's home.
After picking them up, An An was very excited to see Yang Huang back, and quickly rushed over and hugged Yang Huang's neck.
Yang Huang lowered his head and kissed the little guy's cheek.
"Dad Yang Huang, when will we go home?"
An An stood on tiptoes and looked up at Yang Huang and asked.
"I'll take you to have dinner at Grandpa Zhang's house tonight and then take you back to the orphanage, okay?"
Yang Huang said to An An gently.
As soon as the little guy heard that he was going back to the orphanage in the evening, his happy expression suddenly changed, and then he became disappointed.
Yang Huang carried An An to the sofa to comfort An An, but no matter how he tried to persuade An An, An An couldn't be happy.
Just when Yang Huang was in trouble, Yu Han came over and said, "An'an, have you ever attended a wedding?"
An An looked at Yuhan with a curious expression.
Then Yuhan hugged An An to his body.
Yang Huang looked at An An helplessly.
"It's like this. This Saturday, a good friend of mine is going to hold a wedding, but I haven't found a flower girl yet. So, I want you to be a flower girl, okay? Has An An never been to a large-scale wedding?
Where’s the ship?”
Yuhan asked cautiously.
An An is still unable to extricate himself from what happened just now.
However, when Yuhan said that he could build a big ship, he still nodded in disappointment, and then picked up the cotton.
It's just that when Yang Huang wanted An An to sit next to him, An An decisively refused you and leaned closer to Yu Han instead.
I didn't expect this little guy to hold a grudge.
Out of helplessness, Yang Huang had no choice but to pretend to be unhappy and said: "Oh, An An doesn't like dad anymore."
Unexpectedly, the little guy really fell for it. Seeing that Yang Huang was a little unhappy, he immediately crawled over to Yang Huang and kissed Yang Huang.
"Dad, can An An not go back to the orphanage?"
An An asked carefully. In fact, she knew very well that even if she said it, Yang Huang would not agree, but in the end she still wanted to give it a try.
"Then An'an doesn't want Grandma Zhang? And those children in the orphanage."
An An rolled her big watery eyes and said, "I want Grandma Zhang and those children, but I also want Yang Huang's father and Yuhan's mother."
The little guy answered simply.
In fact, Yang Huang can't live without An An these days, but An An is a child in the orphanage after all, and he will return there sooner or later.
Yu Han looked at Yang Huang's troubled expression and stepped forward to help him: "I thought An An was a good boy."
Hearing what Yu Han said, An An immediately retorted: "I'm a good boy. Okay, then I'll go back to the orphanage. Then you have to promise An An to visit An An often."
Unexpectedly, this little guy learned to threaten people.
"Okay, Yang Huang's father promises you and Yuhan's mother to visit you often, then you also promise Yang Huang's father to be a good boy in the orphanage."
The little guy nodded vigorously in agreement.
Children are children, and they quickly forget the unpleasant things just now.
After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Yang Huang followed the position of the door and looked over.
Unexpectedly, it was Mr. Feng who walked in the door.
When Mr. Feng saw Yang Huang sitting on the sofa, he immediately stepped forward and cursed: "You kid, if you don't go back to the gym, you're here."
Mr. Zhang rushed over immediately after hearing the sound.
"I asked Yang Huang for help. After that, I asked him to come to my house for dinner, and An An happened to be here."
When Mr. Feng entered the door, he was busy scolding Yang Huang. He didn't notice An An sitting on the sofa playing.
Then Mr. Feng changed his expression and walked towards An An.
An An saw this strange old man and instinctively pounced on Yang Huang.
"Don't be afraid, this is Grandpa Feng."
An An called out politely.
Mr. Feng, who had not been in contact with children for a long time, immediately hugged An An over.
An An was taken aback by Mr. Feng's enthusiastic attitude.
"Alas, Lao Feng, don't scare the child."
Mr. Minghui said jokingly.
Mr. Feng glared at Mr. Minghui and said nothing.
Soon the butler came over and announced that you can take a seat.
Needless to say, Mr. Minghui’s home is so big, even the dining room is close to the size of an ordinary bedroom.