The big guy's little baby is too sweet

There are several villas alone...

This Tan Family Manor is really indecent from the luxurious Grand View Garden.

In a place like Hong Kong, every inch of land is expensive, and the strength of the Tan family can be seen.

"Uncle Fu, where is my father?" Tan Fujun rushed in hastily.

"I just took the medicine and went to bed. It should be fine now. He still doesn't know that I notified you." Tan Fu pulled them aside.

Si Yunyou and Tan Yujun sat side by side opposite Tan Fu, "Butler Tan, what is the relationship between Mr. Tan and my future mother-in-law?"

"What?" Tan Fu was stunned for half a second, panicked, "How do you know?"

Si Yunyou frowned impatiently, his eyes were cold, "Let's get to the point, otherwise I'm going to pick up the old guy and ask him about it."

Tan Fu, "..."

Robber?

Although you are the young master of the Fu family, but this is Hong Kong, it is best to find out who is behind it first.

Besides, this is the master's privacy, and he has no right to disclose it to anyone.

"Uncle Fu!" Tan Fujun roared angrily, apparently out of patience.

At the same time, he asked Si Yunyou for a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then suppressed the raging anger in his heart.

The two beautiful faces of the prosperous age with different styles are suddenly placed together, and they feel like brothers and sisters.

A moment ago, didn't they still confront each other, wishing to strangle each other to death?

However, Tan Fu remained unmoved.

"Okay, since you don't want to say it, let me ask, why did your master want to do a paternity test with me?" Fu Ziming understood his loyalty and asked in a low voice.

But that doesn't mean he can endure it any longer.

"Shall we tell the truth?" Si Yunyou was the same, the reason why he came here in the middle of the night was to find out the truth and rescue that old guy by the way.

When Tan Fu heard this, his old face finally couldn't hold back anymore, and he turned pale. He looked at Tan Fujun who was not surprised, "This... they all know?"

The two had a rare tacit understanding, staring at him coldly, silent.

"Well, this matter has to start more than 20 years ago. At that time, the master was young and energetic, and went to the imperial capital to expand the territory. When he was brave and achieved little success, he accidentally met Master Ziming. Dad, that is, Young Master Su Nianhua, fell in love with him at first sight. The two of them had already made a private decision for life. Young Master Su Nianhua also promised that Master would go back to Hong Kong with him to meet his parents. Who knows..." Speaking of this, Tan Fu was obviously agitated, sobbed a few times and choked up.

However, Fu Ziming's heart suddenly lifted up, and his breathing became tight. He never knew that his father really had something to do with him. It turned out that his father was so close...

He was surprised...

No, I was overjoyed.

He thought Mr. Tan was just an old friend or relative of his father.

Unexpectedly, he was directly involved.

So, could it be... that he is actually...

Never come to the trick of a brother competing for a woman.

The critical moment got stuck.

Fu Ziming bit his lip tightly, feeling like his heart was about to jump out, and it took him a while to hold back the excitement in his heart, waiting for Tan Fu to stabilize his mood and continue with the next story.

But Tan Fujun frowned, and things seemed a little complicated.

Shouldn't the father's favorite person be his little dad?

Originally, he thought that his youngest father was Uncle Nian, but obviously not, he and Ziming are not related by blood, so it can only mean that Uncle Nian has another man besides his father and Jiang Yunhan?

"Uncle Fu, keep talking." Tan Fujun was a little impatient, and couldn't help but hand over the tissue box in his hand as a reminder.

"Who knows, on the night when the master and Master Su made an appointment to pick him up, the master received a call from the client temporarily saying that there was something wrong with the contract, and he had to explain it himself, so the master asked the assistant at the time , it was Tan Quan who ran there, but unexpectedly, the result... woo woo..." Speaking of the past, Tan Fu was heartbroken.

His eyes were empty, with old tears streaming down his face, as if he had returned to that cruel and hopeless night.

At this moment, the car swayed, and Si Yunyou, who was shocked, didn't pay attention, and was thrown out by inertia. If it wasn't for Tan Fujun's support, he would have almost crashed out.

He was stunned and didn't shake his head for a long time.

Even his own gaffe was completely ignored.

I see……

The one killed by Jiang Yunhan was not Fu Ziming's father at all.

But his assistant.

However, compared to others, Tan Sijun was more confused.

At this moment, his mind was blank.

No other man, from beginning to end, only

If father is Ziming's father, who is he?

"He was killed?" Si Yunyou collected his thoughts and took his words.

Tan Fu turned to grief and anger, gritted his teeth, and said, "I was killed by that beast Jiang Yunhan and stabbed more than a dozen times. When we found it, the body was stiff..."

"Fuck you, everyone is bullied like this. Why didn't you take revenge? Ah? You also quietly covered up the truth, and let the murderer continue to abuse the father and son happily?" Si Yunyou was furious. , directly threw the cigarette case and lighter in his hand onto his face.

The elders are not sympathetic to talk about.

A bunch of wimps.

Do you think you are Tathagata Buddha or Guanyin Bodhisattva?

The old guy wasn't here, or he'd have to beat him up pretty hard.

Fu Ziming didn't speak.

However, his hands were shaking.

No one knew how hard he worked to endure the tears that gushed out of his eyes and the pain that rushed from his heart at this moment.

Tan Fu explained dissatisfiedly, "Master thought it was Young Master Su who fell in love with Jiang Yunhan at the time, and Master couldn't bear him to be sad..."

"Oh, that's fucking great, should I give him a medal that says: Best Cuckold..."

"Why do you slander my father like that?" Tan Fujun's face turned green when he heard that, and he punched Si Yunyou's nasty mouth.

Fortunately, Si Yunyou reacted quickly, grabbed his fist in time, counterattacked quickly, and slammed his fist back into his handsome face, "Damn, this is called slander? I can't wait to go up and kill that old guy right now." Pick it up and stab my mother-in-law and wife a few times."

"Master Fu, don't go too far." Tan Fu hurriedly helped Tan Yujun who had been beaten to the sofa, and warned angrily.

"Excessive? Hehe..." Si Yunyou smiled coldly, looking at Fu Ziming who was hiding tears in his eyes, but looked like a foolish Fu Ziming, he was so angry that his whole body was murderous, "I'll let you see what is excessive. "

Then he kicked the door open and walked straight into the room.

As he came in, a dozen well-trained bodyguards followed immediately, and walked out into the room with clanging steps.

"Stop him..." Tan Fu finally came to his senses, pushed open the car door, and staggered after him while greeting people.

At this time, Tan Yujun also came back to his senses. He wiped the bloody corner of his mouth, suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, strode forward, and chased after him.

However, there were not many bodyguards guarding the door. When one came up, he was beaten down by Si Yunyou's men. For a while, he was no match at all.

Si Yunyou went all the way unimpeded, three steps in two, and his slender legs ran up three steps at once, and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

"Hey, are you a robber?" Tan Fujun, who followed quickly, was furious.

However, Si Yunyou, who was burning with anger, seemed to have never heard what he said.

His pitch-black eyes were like stars in the dark night, shining faintly. When they were bright, he just casually glanced at the layout and immediately recognized the direction of the master bedroom.

Before Tan Fujun could catch up, he kicked open the half-closed room door with a "bang".

The bedroom is big, Chinese style.

It was early in the morning, the sky was still dark, and the heavy curtains were lowered, so the whole environment was very dark, but an antique floor lamp was lit not far from the bed, which was enough for him to see clearly the man on the bed who was awakened by him .

"Who are you?" Tan Wenrong has been in a light sleep for the past few days, and because of taking high-pressure drugs, his heart has been stimulated uncomfortably, and he has been in a state of half-asleep and half-awake. people……

However, just a moment later, he was awakened by someone kicking the door.

At this moment, Si Yunyou's back was facing the lamp, like a huge black shadow, stuck at the door, he couldn't see his face clearly, and naturally he would never have thought that this young man would suddenly appear here.

"Your son-in-law." Si Yunyou walked up to him with a whoosh, and unceremoniously grabbed his collar, raised his fist high, his veins were throbbing so violently that he wanted to punch him down.

"Little Fu?" Tan Wenrong didn't double down, his vicissitudes of life looked weak.

"You..." Looking at this old face that now looks a little like Fu Ziming's, Si Yunyou couldn't help it.

"Dad..." At this moment, Tan Fujun rushed in, seeing that Si Yunyou was really going to do something to his father, he immediately kicked Si Yunyou like fuel to the fire, "You Let go of my dad."

Si Yunyou was caught off guard and actually kicked him, hitting the wall with a "bang".

"Jun'er, stop." Seeing that Tan Fujun was about to pounce on him, Tan Wenrong finally came to his senses and quickly blocked him.

"Eldest young master..." The bodyguards paled in fright, ready to swarm in.

However, Si Yunyou raised his hand to stop him, and at the same time shouted angrily, "Get out."

"Master..." In this situation, they are under the control of others, and the enemy is outnumbered. How dare they walk half a step away?

"I'm fine, go out and wait." Si Yunyou's order was beyond doubt.

After finishing speaking, he patted his clothes leisurely, straightened his back, and looked at Tan Sijun and his son with a flash of eyes.

"Xiao Fu, what happened..." Tan Wenrong sat up while supporting the bed.

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

I saw Fu Ziming who appeared at the door at some point and watched his tears fall straight down.

The young boy was very much like the boy in his heart back then.