Urban Fashion Cultivation

Yuan Baoqiang would be lying if he said how much he had deep feelings for his son who had hardly been with him for a day. On the contrary, because Yuan Wenguang represented his weak past, every time he thought of this son, he would recall that he was How undignified, how mercenary, as a man who is actually very machismo, how can he face it without any grudges?

This is also the biggest reason why he knew where Yuan Wenguang was raised by his wife Fang Xiaoying, but after more than ten years, even though he was no longer under the control of others, he still hadn't visited it once.If you don't pay attention to it, you can pretend that the embarrassing past doesn't exist.

However, Yuan Baoqiang thought extremely angrily, he clenched the newspaper in his hand, and threw it out forcefully—this does not mean that Fang Xiaoying can make a fake to pretend to be her son!What does she want to do?Get double insurance for his family property?Did she fool him for a fool? !And where is the real Yuan Wenguang?That child... what is his current situation?

As for why we can be so sure, the 'Fan Fan' on TV is not Yuan Wenguang, this is too obvious.Yuan Wenguang was brought up by Fang Xiaoying in the countryside. No matter how generous Fang Xiaoying was, hiring famous teachers for him and doing his best to train him, that child would never be as personable and knowledgeable as this fake!Besides, Fang Xiaoying would be so selfless?Even Yuan Wensheng is two miles away from this counterfeit. Will Fang Xiaoying let an illegitimate child she hates so much shine?

Yuan Baoqiang sneered, Fang Xiaoying looked down on him too much, it's not good to find any kind of counterfeit, but even a fool can see that something is wrong, do you want to tell her how selfless she is and how dedicated she is to nurturing illegitimate children?Hmph, it's too late, Fang Xiaoying is clever but she was mistaken by her cleverness!

She ran to fight with Fang Xiaoying, Yuan Baoqiang didn't save Fang Xiaoying any face, he repeatedly asked where her real son was at the end, Fang Xiaoying was completely irrational by his attitude, she fully realized that the relationship between herself and Yuan Baoqiang She has completely recognized the true face of this man. Gritting her teeth, she sneered and cursed Yuan Baoqiang, and told him hysterically, where is the real Yuan Wenguang? Having said that, he will never want to see this son again!

Yuan Baoqiang slammed the door and left in a rage. He felt that Fang Xiaoying was crazy, so he loosened his tie severely. He ordered the driver to take him to that "Kongmeng private server shop". That counterfeit has become a star now. , Things like stars look glamorous on the outside, but in fact, they are full of weaknesses. As long as they expose him in the past, the impostor will definitely tell him everything he knows!

Moreover, seeing that counterfeit products are very popular now, he took advantage of him and allowed him to speak for his company for free. With his popularity, the company will definitely improve to a higher level!

"Kongmeng Private Server Shop" is built in a top-level villa area, with an elegant environment, green trees and red roofs, it is very emotional from the outside, but when you enter the villa, you find that the layout inside is also very unique , is not extremely luxurious, but a table and a chair, every piece of decoration is so just right, there is a unique aesthetic feeling in the fresh and elegant, which makes everyone feel relaxed and happy when stepping here.

It is said that Kongmeng's private server shop only receives three customers a day. Although the fees are expensive, the appointment form that has been released has already arrived three years later.Because Fan Zhilan is very popular now, and the address of the Kongmeng store is not difficult to find out, many fanatical fans spontaneously ran over to guard it. Fortunately, this is a top-level community with excellent security. Gathering at the gate of the community, always paying attention to the vehicles entering and exiting, and always thinking of sneaking in to fish in troubled waters, the security guards at the gate all had a headache and sighed that the big star was looking for trouble for nothing, and it hurt them.

Yuan Baoqiang rushed over quickly, and the luxury car drove forward slowly. He looked impatiently at the crowd of people outside.He didn't buy property in this community, but his partner Yu Dong did. He called Yu Dong, and Yu Dong notified the gate. The security checked his license plate and let him in.

Fan Zhilan is receiving the third guest today, considering the guest's appearance, temperament, and aesthetic preferences, he quickly designs several clothes, shows the design sketches to the guest, and he chooses by himself.The guest looked left and right and couldn't make up his mind. He was hesitating, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person appearing at the door. He turned his head and looked, hey, he recognized him!He stood up and greeted the visitor, "Why is Uncle Yuan here? He also made an appointment to make clothes?" He is really fashionable, he is almost fifty, and this style is not suitable for him ah!

Yuan Baoqiang paused, looked at the man, nodded enthusiastically, and exchanged some pleasantries with him, "So he's the son of Mayor Wang's family? I didn't expect to meet him here. You are busy with me. It’s just that the boss who came here has something to do...” Mayor Wang, strictly speaking, should be Deputy Mayor Wang, who is in charge of the city’s economy. The Yuan family is a big taxpayer, and they have a lot of contact with each other. I have met several times, and I have to exchange a few words when I meet.

Unexpectedly, this person also came here to order clothes, and the counterfeit really has two brushes.The more famous he is, the better he can be used, and Yuan Baoqiang has all kinds of thoughts in his mind, but he doesn't show it on his face. While chatting with the prince, he looks around from the corner of his eye, looking for the figure of a counterfeit—— —He asked Yu Dong on the phone, who is the owner of this villa, even if a fake person becomes a star, he certainly cannot afford to buy a villa in this community, and the houses here have not been rented out, so it is obvious—

In Yuan Baoqiang's imagination, the counterfeit must have been taken care of by someone because of his face.

He had to find out who the benefactor of the counterfeit was, because he was afraid that if the other party couldn't be provoked, and if the counterfeit was rightly favored, blowing pillows or something, and making an enemy for nothing, Yuan Baoqiang felt that it was really not worth it.But Yu Dong told him that the owner of the house is an Italian, and he has never seen them have a party or something, so he is not sure what the Italian is doing, but he is rich, but he is a foreigner. How much energy can there be in the country?You don't have to shy away from him.

Yuan Baoqiang felt contemptuous in his heart, a good man, even if he loves money, it doesn't count if he is a fake son to others, and he has to go sell his ass, he has lost the dignity of being a man at all!However, such a person, relying on a face, flashed it on the TV, and a group of ignorant girls were fascinated, it was out of place...

Not long after chatting with Mr. Wang, Fan Zhilan appeared. He glanced suspiciously at Yuan Baoqiang and felt that this person looked familiar (...), so he did not strike up a conversation, but waited for the other party to speak first.

Yuan Baoqiang stood up with a half-smile, "Shall we take a step to talk?"

Fan Zhilan agreed with some confusion.

When they got to the reception room, Yuan Baoqiang said mockingly: "Why, don't you call me Dad?"

With such a sentence, Fan Zhilan finally remembered who this person was. It had been too long since he had seen each other. Moreover, he thought that they would have no future, and they would never get to know each other again, so he didn't bother to write it down. ——

But what did he mean by that?Could it be that he's already worn out?

Yuan Baoqiang didn't wait for Fan Zhilan to speak, so he continued on his own.Said that he already knew that Fan Zhilan was a counterfeit, what was his intention in pretending to be his son?Now that the truth is out, if you don't want to be known to the world, first, tell him where the real Yuan Wenguang is.Second, accept their company's full-line product endorsement, shoot a few advertisements, and promise not to take a penny.Third, explain what the specific agreement between him and Fang Xiaoying is, and what plans he has.If he can't do one thing, that's fine, he'll wait to confront him in court!

This is completely a scoundrel's way of playing, anyway, Yuan Baoqiang's reputation has long been rotten, not to mention he is a businessman, public opinion is always more tolerant of businessmen, and when there is a lawsuit, he will at most become the talk of people after dinner, while the counterfeit is famous It's all ruined, let's see what else he can do to continue to play in the entertainment industry, and continue to be supported by the gold master!

Fan Zhilan was amused by his statement. He sat comfortably on the sofa, with his right hand behind his back, and made a gesture. A strange frequency of aura quietly attached to Yuan Baoqiang, and Yuan Baoqiang only Feeling a bit cold, but didn't care.After Fan Zhilan finished her bad deeds, she leisurely asked Yuan Baoqiang, "Are you sure you want to know where the real Yuan Wenguang went?"

Yuan Baoqiang's face was upright, and his father said solemnly: "Of course!"

Fan Zhilan told him very kindly, "The real Yuan Wenguang died a long time ago."

Yuan Baoqiang's heart skipped a beat, "You're talking nonsense!"

Fan Zhilan lowered her eyes lazily, "Why should I lie to you? If you don't believe me, go to the back hill not far from the country house and look for it. There is an old willow tree with a crooked neck, and Yuan Wenguang is buried there."

Yuan Baoqiang did not like Yuan Wenguang, but he didn't like Yuan Wenguang. When he suddenly heard that his son had died long ago, he couldn't help but burst into anger. He asked coldly, "How do you know he's dead? How did he die?"

Fan Zhilan told him, "Of course Fang Xiaoying told me that Yuan Wenguang died when he was less than 12 years old."

Yuan Baoqiang squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Fang... Xiao... Ying... you... yes!"

His head was about to swell with anger, and he was about to ask some more details, but before he could ask, he felt dizzy in his head, and at this moment, his stomach also hurt, the pain was too severe, let him take a moment It becomes a big shrimp——

Fan Zhilan immediately stood up, pretended to run out, and called an ambulance for Yuan Baoqiang.

Yuan Baoqiang came in vertically, and lay down sideways into the hospital.

The results of the examination came out soon. The prostate cancer was advanced and the cancer cells had spread, so the significance of surgery was not great.Even with active treatment, he still has at most half a year to live.

Yuan Baoqiang couldn't accept such a fatal disease that he had!He has a physical examination every six months. Even if he really has cancer, it is impossible for him to be in the advanced stage so soon!But the doctor explained that cancer cells cannot be treated with common sense. Once some people develop cancer in a certain part, it spreads very fast, and if they are not careful, they will miss the best treatment period.Yuan Baoqiang changed several hospitals for careful examination, but no matter which hospital he got, the results were the same.

He obviously has a lot of good years to spend, but he is not yet 50 years old. He is just at the time when he is full of vigor and success, but he has such a fatal disease and can only wait to die in bed. How can he be reconciled? !

Yuan Baoqiang still has to deal with the will and the aftermath. Just thinking about it is enough to make people collapse.

However, he also had nightmares for several nights, dreaming of his illegitimate son, Yuan Wenguang, who was not even sure of his real face. He didn't speak, but just stared at him in his dream. Woke up in shock, in a cold sweat.

When a person is about to die, Yuan Baoqiang looks at Fang Xiaoying coming to see him in bright clothes every day. He does not see sorrow in his eyes and only cares about his will. He can't help feeling more and more unbalanced. He thinks, why should my son be killed by this woman? After a while, when I die too, this woman will continue to enjoy her wealth comfortably... It's not fair.

He must seek justice for his son.