There is a wife at home

After lunch, the old man has the habit of taking a nap, but today he pushed back the time a little bit, called He Fanxing, asked about Qiqi's situation, and He Fanxing told him some interesting things about Qiqi , the old man listened with great interest, and even said to He Quanyou when he fell asleep: "This kid has been smart since he was a child. None of my sons and grandchildren are like me, but this little thing is the most like me."

He Quanyou wanted to say: Master, how did you see that a six-month-old child looks like you?

But of course he wouldn't really say that, he just squinted and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

When He Fanxing returned to Beijing this time, he did not plan to stay for a long time. The old man opened his mouth and asked him to buy a gift for Liu Yan to apologize. Anyway, he wanted to buy it for his son and lover, and he also bought a copy for Liu Yan by the way. lose face.

Yihao had an auction in the evening, and He Fanxing was invited as soon as he returned to Beijing. I have to say that these people are really well-informed, and they are very good at assessing the situation. Besides him, there is also He Yunlong among the inviters.

Now that the He family is undecided, he and He Yunlong inspected the pharmaceutical factory at the same time a year ago, so outsiders are now trying to please both sides, and both sides have to do it.

At the auction, a version of the monkey ticket issued in 1980 was put up for auction. He Fanxing took a fancy to it at a glance and wanted to take it. However, He Yunlong didn't know what was wrong, and he seemed to be going against him. The monkey tickets, each worth only a few yuan, were pushed up to millions of dollars by the two of them. Of course, it was He Fanxing who got it in the end.

He Fanxing knew that He Yunlong might not really want it, but it was purely aimed at him. He Fanxing gave the stamp to Liu Yan who came with him, saying it was a wedding gift, and then left.

He wanted to shoot two gadgets for Guo Jingjing and Qi Qi, but he was sure that no matter what he would shoot next, He Yunlong would stare at him. Naturally, He Fanxing didn't because he didn't have money, but just thought it was unnecessary.

He Fanxing can spend ten times the original price to buy something, as long as it can please the person he likes, but if he spends a hundred times, a thousand times to compete with He Yunlong for this little face, then no matter how delicate such a thing is, it itself The point of meaning I want to express is gone.

May I ask how it is possible for him to give his lover and son a dead object that is so full of interests?

But gifts still need to be bought. He Fanxing simply drove the car around the street, and finally the car stopped in front of a clothing store. This store specializes in selling parent-child clothing. Putting it in the window immediately attracted He Fanxing's attention.

He Fanxing pulled over and parked the car, opened the door and went in. The shop owner was a fat little girl. Seeing He Fanxing, he was quite surprised that such a person would patronize his small shop.

"Sir, do you need anything? We have all kinds of parent-child clothing in our store, and you can also design your own T-shirts with graffiti." "Can I design my own?" He Fanxing asked.

The little girl smiled like a bun: "Yes, you can."

It was almost nine o'clock when He Fanxing finished the painting and handed it over to the little girl. After coming out of the auction, it took him nearly three hours to draw this painting.

"When can I get the clothes?" He Fanxing asked.

"Soon, it will be ready in two days. If it's not convenient for you to pick it up, sir, you can give me the address, and I can send it for you." The little girl said with a smile.

He Fanxing murmured, "No need, I'll pick it up myself."

"Okay, please leave your mobile phone number, and I will call you when the time comes."

He Fanxing left his mobile phone number, paid the full amount, and left.

The little girl held her face and looked at the back of He Fanxing going out, and said nympho: "So handsome, and this man must love his wife very much, oh, why can't I meet such a good man!"

It was almost ten o'clock when Shui got home. He Fanxing originally planned to wash up and call Guo Jingjing to see if he was asleep. But as soon as he went upstairs, he saw Man holding a gun in the corridor, furious. rush forward.

He didn't sleep so late, and he didn't see He Yunxue, so He Fanxing thought about it and stopped him.

"Man, what are you doing? You're still up so late?"

Man heaved his chest, it seemed that he was really angry, he still had a good impression of He Fanxing, when He Fanxing asked him, he said, "I'm going to kill that woman! She hit my mother!"

At first, He Fanxing only thought that what Man was holding was a simulated toy gun. Hearing what he said now, He Fanxing took a closer look at the gun. Fan Xing was surprised, no matter whether the gun is real or not, but Man is no longer a child, he should still know that fake guns can't kill people.

He Fanxing became suspicious, looked at Man and said in a low voice: "Man, killing people is against the law. If you kill someone, then you have to pay for it, understand?"

Man said with certainty: "No, they dare not kill me, I am the king..."

What the hell, before Man finished speaking, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his small hand, and stared at He Fanxing with a panicked expression.

He Fanxing smiled and said, "What is the king? A prince?"

Man—with a face of "How do you know? I obviously didn't say anything", He Fanxing pursed his lips, paused and said: "I'm joking, but Man, children are not allowed to play with guns, you know? Where's your mother? Take me to find her, uncle will help you."

"really?"

Man probably didn't want to take out the gun either. Hearing what He Fanxing said, he thought for a while and sent the gun back, then ran back and dragged He Fanxing to Tang Honglan's house while whispering: "Uncle , don’t tell my mother, I took the gun, it was given to my mother by my father, they won’t let me touch it.”

He Fanxing glanced at him and asked, "Then why do you still take it?"

"Because someone bullied my mother!" Man mentioned this and got angry, "I saw her hit my mother, I was so angry, but I was too young, I knew I couldn't beat her, so I ran back and shot her to death she!"

Although Man's behavior is unacceptable, He Fanxing is still very happy for He Yunxue to have such a son who protects him above everything else. What He Yunxue lacked the most before was probably this kind of love from relatives.

Tang Honglan's room was on the second floor, not far away, and she arrived within 2 minutes. Man skillfully pushed the door open a gap. In the room, He Yunxue was standing in front of Tang Honglan's bed, and Tang Honglan was sitting by the window, with an extremely ugly face .

"I really don't understand you! There are so many people in the world that you don't marry, but you prefer that kind of old man. The man in this photo can be your father, right? He is also a black man, and you help him raise his children !He Yunxue, are you crazy?"

There were obvious slap marks on He Yunxue's face, which should have been caused by Tang Honglan. He Yunxue could bear Tang Honglan scolding herself, but He Yunxue couldn't stand scolding her husband.

Clenching his fists, he raised his head and said to Tang Honglan: "He is very kind to me, very kind, Mom, you don't know him well, so you shouldn't say that about him!" Why do you think he treats you like this? He Yunxue, why are you humiliating yourself like this? When you come back, what kind of man does not have? But what about you? What have you done? And you are still helping He Fanxing to target me today? "

"I didn't mean anything against you." He Yunxue wiped away tears, raised her head slightly, "Brother finally came back, I just hope that our family can have a happy reunion dinner."

"Who is in his family? He is the son of that bitch Mei Yue, and has nothing to do with me!"

He Fanxing at the door turned ugly, his eyes were deep and terrifying, he pressed his palm against the door panel, and the door was pushed open.

Tang Honglan didn't expect that there would be someone outside, and she dared to open her door. She thought it was the old man, whose heartbeat was in her throat, but turned around and saw that it was He Fanxing. Just as Tang Honglan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, He Fan Xing walked towards her, squinting his eyes, his face looked very much like He Qiming.

"What did you just say? Say it again."

He Fanxing's voice was extremely cold, and Tang Honglan could even feel a chill spreading from the soles of her feet. He Fanxing really resembled He Qiming, and his appearance and behavior were extremely imaginable. He Qiming also used this kind of Staring at her with terrifying eyes, he said sharply that he would kill her to be buried with Mei Yue.

Tang Honglan was frightened in her heart, and tried to cover it up with a tense face, with a gesture of "I'm not wrong", but she didn't dare to say anything.He Yunxue swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stood in front of He Fanxing and Tang Honglan, and called out in a pleading tone: "Brother..."

He Yunxue never doubted that He Fanxing wanted to kill Tang Honglan. Similarly, she also understood that Tang Honglan hated He Fanxing deeply, even more than He Fanxing treated her.

So she didn't dare to let these two people continue to conflict, she was afraid that people would really die.

He Fanxing looked at He Yunxue for a long while, and He Yunxue's tensed forehead was sweating, and they were in a stalemate for a long time. Fortunately, He Fanxing did not continue, but turned and left.

He Yunxue took a long breath, her knees and legs were a little weak, she pulled herself together, turned her head to Tang Honglan and said, "Mom, don't mess with your elder brother again, there is a saying, I know you will definitely I'm not happy, but I have to tell you the truth, even if you and He Yunlong combined, you can't beat big brother..."

Sure enough, before He Yunxue finished speaking, Tang Honglan picked up the pillow and threw it at He Yunxue.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Are you my daughter? Did I owe you something in my previous life? In this life, you came to collect debts from me, right? I...I beat you to death, believe it or not!"

As he said that, he threw the pillow in his hand on He Yunxue's body. Although the pillow was not heavy, no one could stand being hit on the head like this. Man was going crazy, pushing Tang Honglan desperately, scolding her: "Go away, you scoundrel, don't touch my mother, uncle, uncle!"

Man closed his eyes and called He Fanxing, his uncle promised to help him, and promised to help his mother!

And at this moment, He Fanxing, who had just left the door, came back with a glass of water in his hand, walked over and poured it on Tang Honglan expressionlessly.

"what!"

Tang Honglan didn't pay attention, she was splashed all over her face, her hair and clothes were all wet, and her makeup was also smudged. She looked embarrassed and funny. "I think you should be sober and sober. If you continue to make trouble like this and wake up grandpa, it will be of no benefit to you or He Yunlong. Do you really think that He Yunlong will be able to sit firmly when he has a child? Heh! "

He Fanxing sneered, and leisurely put the empty cup on Tang Honglan's bedside table, pulled He Yunxue out of the room, and the little tail Man followed behind him, looking at He Fanxing's back Stars are about to pop out.

At the stairs on the first floor, He Quanyou was standing there with a servant. Hearing the quarrel upstairs, the servant asked: "Housekeeper, do you think you want to wake up the master?"

He Quanyou shook his head: "No need, don't tell the master about this, he is in a good mood today, it is rare for him to sleep soundly." "Got it."

He Quanyou sent people to sleep, turned around and walked into the room himself, sighing as he walked: "Oh, young people nowadays are so impulsive, they can even do such a bad trick as splashing water..."

That tone, how does it sound, how does it sound like a compliment?