The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

Wang Dengfeng gloated: The happiness of the second half of the life of that surnamed Liu is ruined in her hands.

Seemingly not expecting this ending for President Liu, Yu Tingzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, Little girl is wild enough.

victory!

At the same time, the sound of victory came from the game.

Third brother, what did you say? It wasn't that Wang Dengfeng was behind his ears, but that Wang Dengfeng couldn't believe Yu Tingzhi would have such a reaction.

After all, Yu Tingzhi was not interested in his beautiful fiancee Shi Baoyi, so how could he comment on a strange girl.

However, in a blink of an eye, Yu Tingzhi returned to his previous appearance, throwing away the mouse, Jun Yi's face was a little decadent, I won again, it's boring.

Wang Dengfeng was a little speechless, and then said: Third brother, I said that if you can use the spirit of playing games on the right path, you will not be like this.

Everyone said that Yu Tingzhi was a waste, and the mud could not support the wall.

But Wang Dengfeng doesn't think so.

After all, playing games also requires talent. No matter how hard he works, he can't be as powerful as Yu Tingzhi, ranking first in all game rankings.

It's getting late, let's go back first. Yu Tingzhi stood up and yawned.

Before leaving, he also drank a glass of red wine on the table.

Third brother, slow down on the road. Wang Dengfeng stood up.

Yu Tingzhi waved to Wang Dengfeng without looking back, No need to send it.

Here, as soon as Yu Tingzhi left, Mrs. Wang came upstairs and twisted Wang Dengfeng's ear.

It hurts! Wang Dengfeng cried out in pain, Mom, are you going to murder your parent and child?

You! You can't learn from your brother? You know that you are wasting your time behind that waste! Mrs. Wang hated that iron was not steel, let go of Wang Dengfeng's ears, and sighed: If this goes on, let's The family business belongs to Dengyue!

Wang Dengyue and Wang Dengfeng are half-brothers.

Wang Dengfeng's father loved to play when he was young. The colorful flags at home did not fall, and the red flags fluttered outside. One day, he brought a seven-year-old boy back and told Mrs. Wang that the child's mother was gone.

Although Mrs. Wang was sad, she had to accept the fact that she and Mr. Wang were married.

Both are prosperous, and both are lost.

Fortunately, over the years, Wang Dengyue has been quite honest, and has not acted restlessly, and is respectful to her mother.

On the contrary, Wang Dengfeng, the well-established eldest son, became more and more unsatisfactory, and he knew that he would hang out with people like Yu Tingzhi all day long.

What can be the future?

Wang Dengfeng didn't take it to heart, and looked at Mrs. Wang with a smile, A manly man should aim to conquer the world and conquer the world on his own! What kind of man is a man who stares at his family's property all day long! Mom, you Don't look at my third brother, he has nothing to do now, but I believe that one day in the future, he will definitely become very good!

Why do you think so? Mrs. Wang asked.

Could it be that Yu Tingzhi has been hiding all these years?

Hearing this sentence, Mrs. Wang's heart rekindled a glimmer of hope.

After all, Yu Tingzhi was once a famous figure in the capital.

Unexpectedly, what Wang Dengfeng said next, he poured a pot of cold water on Mrs. Wang directly, Because my third brother played the game well! Mom, do you know how scary he is? He can keep winning streak, even the game anchor. Not his opponent! He is the number one expert in the entire server!

Snapped!

Mrs. Wang slapped Wang Dengfeng's head.

Mom, what I said is the truth! What are you beating me for? Wang Dengfeng looked at Mrs. Wang aggrieved.

Mrs. Wang was going to be pissed, Playing games! What do you know besides playing games? Can you eat games by playing games? Dengfeng, did you know that you are the eldest son in the family!

What happened to the eldest son? Is the eldest son going to inherit the family business? Wang Dengfeng was too lazy to participate in those intrigues. Wang Dengyue liked those things, so he let him do it, Mom, don't force me to do it?

Mrs. Wang looked at Wang Dengfeng, very helpless.

How did she give birth to such a hopeless son?

Mrs. Wang sighed and came downstairs.

Her husband, Wang Mancheng, was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Mrs. Wang walked over and couldn't help complaining: You read newspapers all day, besides going to work, and you don't care about Dengfeng!

What happened to him? Wang Mancheng asked impatiently.

His eldest son seems to be useless except for causing trouble and fooling around with Yu Ting.

You don't even know what happened to Dengfeng. Do you think you are still a qualified father? I think you only have Dengyue in your eyes now! You don't even know how to care about Xia Dengfeng now.

Before Mrs. Wang could finish speaking, Wang Mancheng impatiently took out a card from his pocket and slapped it on the table, Eight million, don't bother me with these things in the future.

For Wang Mancheng, Wang Dengfeng's son is considered a waste.

Can't count on it in the future.

Fortunately, he still has Wang Dengyue.

He didn't want to waste time on his defunct son.

Hearing this, Mrs. Wang's eyes suddenly lit up, and she immediately turned into a virtuous and good wife, holding the gold card on the table with one hand, and placing the other hand on Wang Mancheng's shoulder, Husband, I will squeeze your shoulder for you.

Right now.

Wang Dengyue walked in from outside with a document, Mom and Dad.

Mrs. Wang nodded, Dengyue is back.

Well. Wang Dengyue walked to Wang Mancheng's side, Dad, this is the contract sent by HK, and there are some clauses in it that need to be discussed with you.

Upon hearing this, Wang Mancheng immediately stood up, Go, go to the study.

Mrs. Wang looked at the two figures with envy in her eyes. It would be great if Wang Dengyue was her son.

It's a pity that her son knows to waste time all day long.

the other side.

Song family.

Song Dalong sat on the sofa in the living room full of anger, with blue veins on his face.

Zhou Lei's face was also very ugly.

Neither of the two expected that Song Hua would wake up in the middle, let alone that Song Hua was so courageous that he beat President Liu into a cripple.

Da da da.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door.

The housekeeper immediately came over and said in a low voice, Mr. and Mrs., Miss Song Hua is back.

Little bitch!

Finally home!

Song Hua walked through the living room, as if she hadn't seen the two angry people, and walked straight up the spiral staircase.

Stop! Song Dalong said angrily.

What advice do you have? Song Hua stopped and looked back slightly.

Her face was covered with a layer of snow-white light, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Kneel down!

kneel?

Song Hua pursed her lips lightly, leaning on the handrail of the spiral staircase, with a standard boss attitude, Sorry, the Qing Dynasty has already subsided, and now it is the 21st century.

Seeing that Song Hua not only did not recognize the mistake, but instead looked like a fool, Song Dalong was so angry that his breath deepened, Little evil seed! Do you know who you offended tonight!

You go to the hospital now to apologize to President Liu, kneel and ask President Liu to forgive you! Otherwise, you will never want to step into the door of this house in the future!

You mean to cut off the relationship between father and daughter? Song Hua raised her eyebrows slightly, Or, do you think it is honorable to sell a daughter for glory? Have you thought about how to explain to the Yu family?

Song Hua asked three questions in a row, each of which suffocated Song Dalong.

After finishing speaking, Song Hua turned around and left.

Zhou Lei scolded directly, Little bitch! Do you have any education! We raised you so much, so that's how you repay us?

I'm a little bitch? Song Yan looked back slightly, smiled instead of angry, and said in a light voice, Then what are you?

Zhou Lei is Song Hua's nominal adoptive mother.

Zhou Lei scolded Song Hua as a little bitch, which was equivalent to scolding herself.

Good morning, fairies, everyone ^_^

We are just so dragged!

Let's duck tomorrow