Seeing her obediently and docilely nesting in her arms, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Zimo's mouth.

From his perspective, you can see her white and soft bun, with traces of his fingers kneading on it.

From top to bottom, she seemed to have become accustomed to it.

These traces greatly satisfy his possessiveness.

That empty heart, because of this little thing, is filled with tenderness and leaves no gaps.

This kind of life is very good, he no longer needs more people to participate in his world.

...

The letter was sent to Jiangcheng, but I didn't receive any news in three days. Guan Huantian's eyes were cold and his face was very smelly.

Unexpectedly, the little beast was so heartless that he didn't even care about his biological mother.

Seeing Luo Roujun, he stretched out his big hand and placed it on her neck, wishing he could strangle her to death.

"This is the dog bastard you don't even dare to die. You have to suffer for so many years of protection. Luo Roujun, you are really blind!"

Luo Roujun was weak and fell into a coma. He just frowned slightly and then didn't respond.

...

Jiangcheng, military and political hall, and luxurious study room.

Zhou Zimo was sitting and smoking, and the harsh phone call interrupted his thoughts.

Adjutant Liang took the phone and said a few words, turning his gaze to Zhou Zimo.

"Master, Mr. Guan's phone number."

Zhou Zimo sat in Shatuyun and vomited mist, his expression was dim and unclear. After a long time, he spit out two words: "Have it off."

"Master, this is not good. What if he really has something important?"

"You go out first."

"yes."

After Adjutant Liang went out, he was the only one left in the room.

Zhou Zimo picked up the phone and said Leng Ruobingshuang: "Guan Governor is old and is about to be buried. Are you here to inform me to attend your funeral?"

"You don't need to attend the funeral."

"Add more virtue when you are alive, and maybe there will be kind-hearted people who will give you mourning clothes when you die."

"I'm more worried about your mother. I'm afraid that if she dies, no one will wear mourning clothes. After all, she's just a son who is so heartless."

Zhou Zimo clenched his fists with his big hands and his veins bulged. Even though he hated her, he was easily angry when he heard others say this.

"Guan Huantian, that's your woman. You can do whatever you want. No one cares about her when she dies. That's your business."

"Hahaha……"

On the other end, Guan Huantian laughed loudly, and said in anger, "You are right, she is my woman, but you are my son."

"Don't believe it? Your father must have not told you that I met your mother first. She doesn't like your dead father at all. How could she have a baby for him?

To be honest, I am your real father. Your surname is Guan, but not Zhou. Now that Zhou Jianyang is dead, his country has fallen into your hands. This world is all from our Guan family. Good son. Come back and recognize your ancestors and return to your hometown. Your parents are waiting for you here."

"Guan Huantian!!" Zhou Zimo's face turned pale and his fists clattered: "The toad wants to eat swan meat. Just a coward like you, you want to give birth to a son like me. If you don't urinate, you should take good care of your virtues!"

"Is it my son that a bowl of water can be verified, can you come here to test it?"

Even though he knew it was impossible, Guan Huantian still wanted to test it once. Although this little beast's appearance did not look like him at all, it was not impossible to calculate based on his birth date and horoscope.

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Chapter completed!