showdown i'm the villain

Chapter 45
Shanghai Second People's Hospital.

"Little Tian, ​​what do you do at home?"

The middle-aged man lying on the hospital bed was Song Tongyun's father, Song Jian.

He was more curious about Lin Xiaotian's family, and being able to have a relationship with that man in a suit was by no means simple.

"Me? There is no one in my family. There is only one grandpa who raised me up since I was a child. It's just that my grandpa went out for a trip and hasn't come back for a long time."

Lin Xiaotian's eyes gradually darkened, and his voice seemed very quiet.

Sensing his somewhat desolate mood, Song Jian and Song Tongyun couldn't help but looked at each other for a second.

"It's okay. If you want to, you can often come to our house to play. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I won't be able to recover from this strange disease until now, and there will be a lot of medical expenses. You can say it belongs to our family. Benefactor, right Xiaoyun."

Song Jian held Lin Xiaotian's hands tightly with rough palms, patted them lightly, glanced at his daughter beside him, and said with a faint smile.

He is not a very powerful person either, this boy seems quite honest, it is indeed a very good choice for his daughter.

The most important thing is that behind this boy, there is no ordinary person.

"Well, Xiaotian, if your elder brother hasn't come back, you can temporarily stay at my house for the time being." Song Tongyun nodded, smiled sweetly, and said.

"Okay, I get it, but my elder brother, he will come back to pick me up, but now... I blame me for being too useless, and I will only hinder my elder brother."

I remembered that when we got rid of the big zongzi at the construction site, if it wasn't for the big brother who was more savage, no, he was more brave, maybe they would have confessed to that place.

The big zongzi who has practiced for a hundred years is no joke.

Of course, further up, there are millennium rice dumplings that are hardly encountered, unless you are going to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.

But this is just speculation and illusion.

"How is it possible? I think your elder brother is very kind to you. If he didn't look at your face, he might not even help us. From this point of view, I know it!"

Song Tongyun picked up three big red apples from the table, stood up, and said with a smile, "I'll wash an apple for you to eat."

After speaking, she went to the direction of the sink.

At the same time, the top floor opposite the hospital happened to be the perfect location to see the ward.

Yang Lang put his hands in his pockets, his hair was blowing gently with the breeze, his eyes were light, he looked down, and said softly: "This is your son's current situation. If it wasn't for me, I'm afraid you still need more than 1000 chapters. It's not that it will take a few years for you to meet, even if you meet, you don't know that you have the same blood in your body, and that is your descendant."

The pavilion master standing at the side covered her mouth and nose tightly with her hands, and the veil was blown away by the breeze, revealing a fair face with beautiful features. It is conceivable that she was at the peak of her youth, How stunning it would be.

It's a pity that time doesn't leave people behind.

The black veil fluttered with the wind, and for some unknown reason, it gently floated to the opposite side of the hospital, which happened to be the ward where Lin Xiaotian was staying.

Seeing something floating in from outside, Lin Xiaotian couldn't help standing up, raised his hand, and held the black veil in the palm of his hand.

He walked slowly out of the window, glanced around outside, and then closed the window.

"Well, see, if you don't believe what I said, you can take that child for a paternity test at any time." Yang Lang looked at the closed window below, turned his head away, Looking into the distance, he said calmly.

The owner of the pavilion sobbed and did not speak. She has been looking for her child for 18 years, but she did not expect that she will be found today. Is this a trick of fate or the arrangement of heaven.

"I have already brought you here, this kid. I will go to see him tomorrow, because his Maoshan Taoism is of great help to me. Don't worry, I will regard him as my younger brother."

After saying this, Yang Lang turned and left without any delay.

His intention is also very simple, that is, he wants to be tied to the relationship with the cornucopia, which is already beyond the relationship of interests, but to tie it with family affection. If the protagonist sees this trick, he will call him an expert.

The villain and the most mysterious decent are bound together.

Yes, the big power of the Cornucopia Auction (Imperial Immortal Pavilion) belongs to the righteous faction, that is, the power on the side of the protagonist.

Only now.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have drastically changed the direction of the plot, successfully locked the relationship with the cornucopia auction, and obtained the plunder value: 5000."

"Plunder value: 19000."

Yang Lang, who got into the Maserati again, did not drive away in time, his face was calm and terrifying, as if he was thinking about something.

On the top floor, the Lord Pavilion Master did not leave, but stood where he was, letting the cold wind blow, her beautiful red eyes, looking at the closed window.

"My lord, Night Breeze is easy to catch a cold. Your mood fluctuates a lot, so you should control it a little bit." Suddenly, a black shadow appeared behind her. This was the guardian of the attic with extremely strong fighting power.

For now, Lin Feng only has the chance to have a [-]/[-] split with him in the later stage.

"I've been looking for him for 18 years. I can't think of it. I can't think of it. I don't know how to compensate him for these 18 years. Mr. Yang said that he is timid and introverted, my child."

The pavilion master's voice was extremely choked up, and he covered his mouth and nose with his hands, almost crying again.

The guardian behind her did not speak, but silently stayed by her side.

"The net is ready, everything is ready."

Yang Lang's eyes suddenly became gloomy and cold, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a vicious arc. He stepped on the gas pedal, and the wheels burst.

"Fuck? It's been less than a day since I picked up the car!" His expression suddenly became extremely rich.

Could this be the villain effect?

At the same time, the Chu Family Courtyard was brightly lit, and many waiters began to prepare the banquet here.

Because tomorrow is Mr. Chu's [-]th birthday!

In a luxurious bedroom.

Shock!A man actually sat on the bed with an old man
Lin Feng's forehead was covered with sweat. He raised his hand to wipe it off, let out a deep breath, and slowly removed the silver needle from Old Master Chu's back.

Yes, he is treating Mr. Chu's condition.

Every time it's cold weather or at night, Mr. Chu's rheumatism will attack, sometimes intense, sometimes painful.

"Old man, your condition will be almost healed when I do acupuncture again next week." Lin Feng put away the silver needle and said softly.

"Xiaofeng, your medical skills are worthy of being passed down by that senior, it's extraordinary!"

(End of this chapter)