You pervert! ! !

Yu Heng had a splitting headache, and when he woke up, his eyes were dark.

Before he could focus his sight, he heard a childish call from beside him.

"dad."

Yu Heng endured his headache and turned his head to look, only to see a child standing beside the bed.

He was as cute as a child star on TV, with black hair and big round blue eyes staring at Yu Heng.Even wearing an old blue and white school uniform, it can't affect his cuteness, and even because of his soft and messy short hair, he reveals a different cuteness.

Those blue and clear eyes awakened Yu Heng's chaotic thoughts.

——His eyes are like the deep sapphires of the ocean, shining brightly in the night.

——He smiled charmingly and said, "Woman, no one has disobeyed me so much!"

—— "I, Nangong Ji, want to let you know what cruelty is!"

Yu Heng hesitated for a moment, then said: "...Nangong Ji?"

"Hey." The child beside the bed agreed very sweetly, and even laughed out two small dimples.

He remembered.

It is impossible for such a destructive appearance to exist in reality.

And in a love novel he had read, the author especially liked to describe a pair of blue eyes over and over again.

That is the world's richest man in the novel, young and handsome, proficient in eight languages, in power in black and white, his eyes are blue, blue, and blue, including the most beautiful blue words in the world.

It made Yu Heng think that the ultimate weapon was hidden in the blue eyes, and turned the world around at the critical moment.

I later learned that black hair and blue eyes are just the author's preference.

Yu Heng appreciates the worth and good looks of the world's richest man, but deeply suspects that he has some brain problems.

Because, the richest man was adopted by a kind-hearted man when he was a child, and his life was miserable. Through his father's unremitting efforts, he finally lived a happy life as a rich second generation.

When he grew up, he was decisive and ruthless, chasing women and spending money without blinking an eye.

With his looks and wealth, he can instantly win the love of women all over the world.

Of course, except for the heroine Su Sisi.

A man who is not enamored by the heroine, no matter how powerful he is, is just cannon fodder.

Because of the law that robbing a female lead is not a good death, Nangong Ji's reputation was ruined and his family's wealth was wiped out.

Even at the end of the novel, the author did not forget to write: Those bright eyes, as beautiful as the night sky and stars, shed tears that were not what they wanted.

Ha ha.

Yu Heng stroked his forehead and sat up, silently staring at Nangong's beautiful blue eyes, and sent out a soul torture.

"I am your father?"

"Father, what's the matter with you?" Nangong Xie blinked.

Yu Heng tentatively asked, "My head hurts, what happened?"

Nangong's face was full of innocence: "Dad, I almost met a human trafficker, and I was so scared that I almost cried. You carried me and ran home, but accidentally fell and hit my head."

The child's eyes were clear and bright, like stars in the night sky, and he asked, "Don't you remember?"

Yu Heng: ...

good question.

Not only did Yu Heng remember it clearly, but he could also recall the expression and tone of Nangong Yin crazily urging and dragging him towards home, complaining that traffickers wanted to catch him.

That kind of exaggerated eagerness is a lie no matter how you look at it.

Although this was not Yu Heng's personal experience, the residual pain in his body was enough for Yu Heng to deduce the details.

"Oh, human traffickers." Yu Heng rubbed his painful head, "I thought you did something bad, and you provoked a group of gangsters to chase you down."

Nangong Ji: ...

Yu Heng smiled kindly and gently.

Nangong's big eyes flickered and his voice was sweet and greasy, "Father, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Yu Heng had watched hundreds of movies, but felt that the acting skills of Nan Gongxi in front of him were really bad.

That illogical love story gave Nangong Ji a lot of fashion value, the richest man in the world must have something special.

He remembered that the heroine, Xu Sisi, scolded Nangong Ji, "It's just a second-generation ancestor who inherits the inheritance, what's so great about it."

Nangong Ji retorted angrily——

I knew how to program at the age of three, became a hacker at the age of seven, and entered the stock market at the age of ten. In less than five years, the entire black market will respectfully call me Mr. Nangong. Only you don’t take me to heart!

At that time, Yu Heng thought it was Nangong Jiong's prestige in front of women and made it up.

Looking at it now, Nangong Ji can provoke people in society at such a small age, and dare to lie to trick his adoptive father to flee in a hurry. How could it be a fuel-efficient lamp.

So, Yu Heng turned over and got out of bed, enduring his headache and going out.

The living room is brightly lit, illuminating the impoverished interior.

A dining table, a few plastic stools, an old refrigerator in the corner, and an iron hanger leaning against the corner are all the property in the house.

The dilapidated schoolbags and homework books of primary school students occupy the only table.

Frowning, Yu Heng picked up his homework book, opened the blank page, picked up a pencil, and wrote word by word on the matt: "The Will".

"What are you doing?" Nangong Ji asked in surprise, of course he could read and write.

"Write the will." Yu Heng didn't stop writing, "I will go to the notary office to notarize after I finish writing the will. After I die, no matter how much property I have under my name, all of it will be donated to charity."

The property situation of the family is very clear to Nangong Ji, so what Yu Heng said about "property" is just a joke.

But when he thought of something, he panicked and his back burst into flames, burning all the way to the top of his head, "No, it's all—"

"All?" Yu Heng looked at him with a smile.

"It's all, it's all your hard-earned money, Dad, why donate it to others."

Nangong's face turned red, and he didn't dare to say that he earned the money, because it was impossible for Yu Heng to know that so much money was hidden in his black market account.

"Since it's my hard-earned money, I can give it to whoever I want. Anyway, you are so smart and powerful, and you don't need my inheritance."

After Yu Heng finished writing, he tore off the written will from his homework book and folded it up slowly.

"I've made up my mind. I'm going to let the charity use my inheritance to set up a 'Prodigal Son Returning Foundation' to support orphans without parents."

Yu Heng looked at him meaningfully, "Hideous, although you have lost a huge amount of wealth from your father, you will get goodwill from all over the world in return."

"A father's love is like a mountain, and charity is priceless."

"I believe that orphans all over the world will know how much I love you."

Nangong Ji's face turned from red to blue.

He doesn't know how much it costs to set up a fund, he only knows that Yu Heng is poor and has no money at all!

What huge wealth...

Yu Heng must have known about it!

Yu Heng admired Nizi's change of face, folded up the suicide note and put it in his pocket, and smiled softly, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry!" Nangong gritted his teeth.

Yu Heng laughed loudly, and said compassionately, "Go, Dad will take you to eat delicious food."

At this time, Yu Heng felt that reality was more vivid than fiction.

Look at this pair of blue eyes, watery and burning, wishing to eat his flesh and sleep his skin, but so what?Without him, Nangong Ji has no money and no food.

As the legal guardian, he can do whatever education he wants.

The eight-year-old child went out with Yu Heng, carrying a small schoolbag like a carefree child, but in fact he was angry and angry.

He had finally found a way to make money, and was about to flex his muscles, but who knew that Yu Heng bumped his head, as if suddenly enlightened, what kind of will?

Nangong Ji works on the Internet, relying on Yu Heng's identity information, and his account is also tied to Yu Heng.

One is to facilitate his secret operation and save the trouble of forging identities.

The other is that he found a good escape route, even if his deeds are revealed, it will be counted on Yu Heng and has nothing to do with him.

Even if those guys opened their eyes, they wouldn't believe it——

The person who transferred 100 million black-hearted money in their account was an eight-year-old elementary school student.

But once Yu Heng's will was made, all the money he earned couldn't be perfectly inherited after Yu Heng's accident, as he planned.

Originally, Nangong had a guilty conscience. No matter if Yu Heng was beaten up by the public or he got into a crime, he would die for Yu Heng's retirement.

If Yu Heng was unlucky and lost his life, he, Nangong Ji, would also be a dutiful son and give Yu Heng a grand funeral.

of course!

Not anymore!

It was only time for a will, and countless thoughts flashed through Nangong Xie's little head, gradually turning from anger to calm.

He can still transfer the money he transferred into Yu Heng's account intact.

Even if the risk of forging a new identity is extremely high, Nangong Ji is not willing to take advantage of Yu Heng, and even spends all the money in Yu Heng's bank card.

He wanted Yu Heng to regret it!

The noodle shop on the street was deserted, and Nangong Jiong was devouring his food.

Yu Heng has been watching him carefully.

A child in the second grade of elementary school, before he grew up, there was the shadow of the richest man who threw money and killed decisively, with cold eyes.

It hurts to think about it.

While Nangong Yin was eating, Yu Heng was flipping through his phone.

The current level of technology is on par with Yu Heng's world, and there are all kinds of software. Yu Heng searched casually, and unexpectedly saw the games he usually played.

The sense of familiarity brought by these games made Yu Heng feel very cordial. Even if the agency company changed and launched completely different activities, it still made him interested in continuing to search.

The celebration of the game, the cruise celebration of the agency company, and all kinds of novel information passed before him, finally dispelling Yu Heng's regret after waking up.

Before Yu Heng came here, he was keen on game production, and at the same time he knew all kinds of excellent end games and mobile games on the market like the back of his hand.

His vision for his future is to either set up a game studio to expand the territory, or join a top game manufacturer to be invincible.

In short, it will not be standing at the gate of Sunflower Primary School, facing the curious eyes of hundreds of parents of students, and sending the future richest man to school.

Yu Heng stood at the bustling school gate, looking at the high wall of the elementary school, and stretched out his hand to straighten Li Nangong's red scarf.

"Go to school well, and don't even think about sneaking out."

Nangong Hide's face froze.

Yu Heng evoked a playful smile, and said: "Hideous, listen to me."

"Oh." Nangong Ji didn't take it seriously, turned around and left.

Indeed a child.

Everything in my heart is written on my face.

Yu Heng stood at the school gate for a while, and waited until Nangong's short figure disappeared, then slowly turned and left.

Sunflower Primary School occupies a vast area, and Yu Heng walked around the fence, but failed to find the end, but instead found the youthful middle school campus.

Standing outside the railing of the fence, Yu Heng watched the tall high school boys playing football inside, deeply feeling that something was wrong.

A comprehensive school with elementary and middle schools together is enough for Nangong to pretend.

Maybe this guy bribed the high school students and teachers in the middle school district to help secretly hide Chen Cang.

I don't know what Nangong Ji did, which caused people from the society to rush to find him.

Yu Heng only remembered that the "human traffickers" who came after him were at least four or five people, strong and strong, wearing black suits, with "We are on the road" written all over their faces, and they were menacing.

Yu Heng walked along the campus, recalling the plot of the novel while walking.

When Nan Gongzhen appeared on the stage, he was 26 years old, a returning elite, and started with illegal imprisonment. He locked the heroine Su Sisi in a villa for food and drink, and bombed cars, planes and cruise ships at every turn. News headlines.

In the novel, the Public Security Bureau does not seem to exist, only Nangong Ji constantly tramples on the law and commits crimes with money.

However, money is not everything.

Even though he controls the lifeline of the global economy, he is still miserable and miserable after being wiped out by a mysterious guy surnamed Wang.

"welcome."

Yu Heng walked into the supermarket, no longer thinking about the future of rebellious son.

The child is only eight years old now, and there are still 18 years of good times left. The most urgent thing is not to worry about him chasing women by hook or by crook, but not to starve to death.

The leisurely and relaxing music played in the supermarket, and Yu Heng pushed the trolley to choose slowly, enjoying the rare shopping time.

After a while, in the background music, an abrupt text message sounded.

Yu Heng took out his phone and looked at it.

"Your card with the end number 1123 transfers 1328.5 yuan, and the balance is 0 yuan."

Yu Heng smiled.

He knew that Nangong Ji would not be obedient, but he did not expect that Nizi would not even leave him fifty cents.

A guy who can piss off a group of big brothers in society is not a coward. It is estimated that he has found the tool to commit crimes and transferred all his property on the surface to show his anger.

Yu Heng didn't take it to heart, and continued to visit the supermarket, picked up a whole carload of things, and bought an exercise book for primary school students in the library area, finally satisfied, and leisurely went to pay.

The cashier packed two big bags for him and said, "It's 380 yuan in total."

Yu Heng raised his hand and opened a Huabei, becoming a debtor with more than 300 debts.

He mentioned the things and sneered in his heart: Nizi has done good things, sooner or later he will have to pay them back.

Although Nangong Ji is a young genius, he is obviously unreliable.

Yu Heng didn't know whether the original body had a degree or work experience.

If it didn't work out, he would go back to his old job and make out the simple small games he had done before, and use it as a stepping stone to job hunting.

Holding two big bags, Yu Heng walked back while thinking, and saw four youths smoking cigarettes standing against the wall squatting against the wall outside the dilapidated building.

Black suit, hot dyed scissors, it looks very social at first glance.

As Yu Heng approached the courtyard gate, they threw away the cigarettes and took out a shiny silver folding knife.

"Yu Heng."

None of the four social youths stood up as tall as Yu Heng, but they all looked like local hooligans.

The shopping bag in Yu Heng's hand was strangled heavily, and he frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" One of them waved the jackknife in his hand and threatened with words, "Our boss asks you to come with us."

Yu Heng sighed helplessly, "I won't go. School is almost over, and I have to pick up my son and make him dinner. I'm too busy. Next time."

"Hmph!" The man holding the iron rod weighed it in his palm, "You don't have to be busy anytime soon!"

He raised his chin, and the accomplice next to him took out his phone, dialed the number, and turned on the speaker.

As soon as the phone was connected, he laughed arrogantly: "Listen to whose voice is this?!"

"Dad! Daddy save me! Wow—"

Nangong Xiong cried with sincerity, and his acting skills were overwhelming.

If it weren't for Yu Heng carrying two big bags of things, he would definitely applaud him.

Yu Heng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't I tell you to study hard?"

Nangong Ji was on the other end of the phone, and his face wrinkled when he heard this sentence.

At school, he could only use his mobile phone to log in to Yu Heng's bank account, and only 1000 yuan was transferred from the card.

If you want to transfer the millions of black money in the black market account, you have to go to his secret base.

Unexpectedly, under the cover of his younger brother, he was caught by these guys just as he slipped out the back door of the school.

The enemy's road is narrow, so mad!

Nangong Ji was here whining, and Yu Heng asked in a leisurely voice on the other end of the phone, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"Father, weeping..." Nangong cried pitifully.

"Give you another chance."

"Father..." Nangong Ji continued to play dumb.

Of course, Yu Heng would not soften his heart for such a rebellious son who never changed his mind.

"Tell you boss, I don't know this rebellious son. From now on, I will sever the father-son relationship with him. If I want to kill him, I will cut him to pieces—"

"Dad, I was wrong, I will listen to you from now on, Dad!!!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was hoarse and broke.

Very sincere.

Ok.

Yu Heng was very satisfied.

"good."