Han Ruoyi widened her eyes: "Brother is so powerful!"

Several adults laughed.

At nearly six o'clock in the afternoon, Han Weiwu arrived swayingly.

This man was born with a good skin, 1.85 meters tall, with wide shoulders and thin waist, tall legs, handsome face, straight nose, straight face, and straight eyes, deep water like a pool of water, which was very attractive. No wonder Wu Xiufang was fascinated and never forgotten until death.

I cut a popular thick bang hairstyle for young people, a striped polo shirt, jeans, and canvas shoes. I looked only in my early thirties in my forties.

When he and Wu Xiufang fell in love, they were Andy Lau and Takeshi Kaneshiro. At that time, the two always took photos together in similar hairstyles. Time flies and years passed, and more than ten years later, Korean stars were rampant. Han Weiwu never forgot to keep pace with the times and was dressed in Korean style. He was so particular about his appearance, no wonder he could capture the hearts of a rich woman.

He pushed the door open, shook the Audi car's key in his hand, and his eyes slipped into everyone inside, shouting: "Who is Lawyer Tan?"

Wu Xiufang let out a scream, her voice full of surprise, joy and deep attachment.

The other people looked unnatural, and Han Ruoyi even turned her face away, obviously unwilling to see her heartless father.

Song Baojun stood up and said, "Mr. Han, this is what it is..."

"Ah, hehe, it's you, Lawyer Tan, I can hear your voice." Han Weiwu didn't even look at his ex-wife on the hospital bed, and excitedly stretched out his hands to Song Baojun.

Song Baojun deeply suppressed his violent personality who was restless in his mind, for fear that if he accidentally would snatch the other party's handsome face into batter. He did not shake hands with Han Weiwu, and said lightly: "Mr. Han, I'm sorry I'm not a lawyer, and the matter about the house is also false. My aunt just wants to see you, so how about doing good things?"

Han Weiwu looked stunned and said with a speechless look: "What? There is no house? Are you lying to me?"

Song Baojun was afraid of disturbing his aunt, so he held back his anger: "Sorry, I'm afraid Mr. Han will not agree, so he made this bad decision. Don't worry, I will give you the fare and the loss of work."

"You are tired of living. Who wants your car farewell to lose work?" Han Weiwu was so angry that his face was charred and shouted: "I just need to understand the house? The house on the 60-square-meter house on Cangwu Road is at least one million, right?"

Wu Xiufang said softly: "Awu, you are here."

Han Weiwu snorted a few times and said in a strange tone: "Did you insist on me coming? Then I will chat with you for a few words."

"Awu, it's been a month since the divorce. Actually, I've been thinking about you." Wu Xiufang's face was full of tenderness. Even though her face was pale and thin, she was not as good as anyone, this emotion still made her emit a bit of a delicate light.

Wu Guifang shook her head and pulled her husband, son and niece: "Let's go out first and let them talk for a while."

Song Baojun walked out the door and held Han Ruoyi's hand tightly. Han Weiwu said bluntly inside: "The man called me over just now and said that you had a house hidden. Is it true? When did you buy a house hidden from me?"

"No, listen to me, I'm so sick, how can I still have money to buy a house?"

"It's really not? You're going to die, why keep a house? Donate it to a charity? As an outsider who has nothing to do with you, it's not easy for me to travel far away to see you. When you see a traffic jam, I sweat a lot along the way. Do you think it's not hard? Do you think it's easy to take time out of my busy schedule? Where is the real estate certificate?" Han Weiwu said afterwards, he was already stern.

Wu Xiufang couldn't help crying, "It's really not. If you don't believe it, just search my body."

As soon as she cried, Han Ruoyi outside also cried silently. Wu Guifang glared at her son fiercely, meaning that it was all your fault for deliberately lying to the house, which led to this topic.

Song Baojun was also quite helpless. Who would have thought that Han Weiwu was so scumbag? He had to hold Ruoyi in his arms and gently pat her in the back of her heart.

Han Weiwu asked a few questions in a row, but he couldn't make a name for himself. Finally, he changed into a lazy tone and said, "You said you were about to die, so you lied to me to come and have a look. I don't look like you are dying! Are you jealous of being with my wife, and you feel unhappy?"

"I, I don't..." Wu Xiufang's voice was very weak.

"Haha, don't think about it. How much money do you have? Let me tell you the truth. She gave me an Audi worth more than 400,000 yuan, and you're afraid you've never seen it before."

"Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau last time I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau. I've seen that Audi. It looks pretty good and really matched you."

"Oh? Have you seen it?" Han Weiwu said without any embarrassment and said, "Then do you understand how painful it is to waste twelve years of youth on you?" He and Wu Xiufang got married by a daughter, and they couldn't help but eat the forbidden fruit before marriage, so they had been married for twelve years and their daughter was twelve years old.

Wu Xiufang said bitterly: "Yes, I delayed you."

"Okay, my wife asked me to go to 'Golden Brilliant' tonight to sing ki with her old classmates. I'm in a hurry and I won't be nonsense with you."

"Well, Awu, goodbye, I hope I can see you again." Wu Xiufang's voice became lighter and lighter.

Han Weiwu walked out proudly, and Wu Guifang stared at him with extreme resentment.

"Auntie, uh, forget it, let's call you aunt, although Wu Xiufang and I have been divorced for a long time." Han Weiwu said to Wu Guifang: "Don't look at me like this. Although I am sympathetic, I am not treating you."

He found his daughter: "Ruoru, why don't you call him dad?"

Han Ruoyi hid her face in Song Baojun's arms and said in a rough voice: "I don't have a father. My father has long been dead."

"Oh, you disobedient, can you still be rebellious? I pulled you up with shit and pee, and you actually talked to adults like this, and I won't beat you!" Han Weiwu was about to reach out to hit Han Ruoyi.

Song Baojun suddenly grabbed Han Weiwu's thick bangs and pushed them towards the wall.

This guy is tall and half a head taller than Song Baojun. It is very difficult for Song Baojun to raise his hand to grab his hair.

When the attack suddenly came, Han Weiwu was caught off guard and staggered back.

Song Baojun had no idea where he got the strength, so he pressed Han Weiwu's head down, pressing him down so hard that he could not see the direction clearly. He hurriedly grabbed Song Baojun's wrist with his backhand, feeling his scalp hurt and numb.

Song Baojun was completely lost in his mind, his eyes were filled with sharp light, and he pressed Han Weiwu's head tightly against the wall, squeezed his mouth and nose to crook and his face deformed.

He stood up straight, hugging Han Ruoyi with his left hand, pressing Han Weiwu with his right hand, and lifting his chin with his chin high, his posture was really awesome.

Han Weiwu struggled hard and couldn't break free, and he was secretly nervous.

Physical appearance is his most proud condition. He always attaches great importance to picking up girls with girls. He usually put a lot of money in order to exercise his six-pack abs. He goes to the gym every day to sweat and practice hard, just to pull off his shirt from the bed, his female companion shows a stunning look.

Therefore, his physique is much stronger than that of an ordinary playboy. It is no problem to lift a barbell of more than 60 kilograms easily.

Once, Han Weiwu caught someone else's girl and was blocked at the bar door. As a result, he hit the man in the nose and punched his opponent with one punch, which was named the most proud record in his life.

At this moment, the thin and short young man was pressed down on his head viciously, his palms were like iron pliers. Han Weiwu couldn't help but panic and shouted, "Hey, let me go, what do you want to do?"

Song Baojun leaned over and smiled grimly in his ear: "Baby, I want to soak you in concentrated sulfuric acid, leaving only a head outside, and watch your skin, bones and heart melt slowly. Then put your head in the toilet and use it as a urinal, and pull it into a bubble every day."

Song Shixian, who was standing beside him, had been holding his breath for a long time, and kicked Han Weiwu with one kick. Finally, his father had been working on the desk for many years and had broken his body and didn't have much strength on his legs.

"You, you!"

Song Baojun suddenly let go of his hand, Han Weiwu jumped up, covered his head and said, "You are dead. My wife knows Xiang Jing's boss and will not let you go!"

"The day we see you again is when your wife is divided into corpses." Song Baojun smiled faintly, his palms turned down, and hundreds of hairs fell.

Looking at Han Weiwu's head, it was already bare and bloody, and a lot of hair was torn off.

"Bad! I remember you!" Han Weiwu walked in a hurry with his head covering his head, staggering all the way, and almost fell down at the corner.

Han Ruoyi felt so happy that she covered her mouth and laughed, then thought of her mother in the room, and the laughter stopped immediately.

Wu Guifang glared at her son: "Xiaojun, why are you doing this?"

Song Baojun clapped his hands: "It's not illegal for me to beat a bad guy. Is it a crime to teach a scum a lesson?"

Wu Guifang also felt relieved, but was still unhappy. She scolded her husband and said, "Old Song, you are really yes. Your son is enough to do it. You are so old. If you lose your waist, where can you find money to treat you? And that scum speaks so ruthlessly. Don't you really know someone that rich woman knows?"

"Mom, don't worry, Han Weiwu has no ability except bragging."

The four of them returned to the ward and saw Wu Xiufang lying quietly on the bed and crying, immersed in extreme sadness, and they had never heard of the noise at the door.

Wu Guifang and Han Ruoyi called her a few times and ignored her.

Wu Xiufang cried for a while and wiped her tears and said, "Sister, brother-in-law, thank you for your care and love for me over the years. My sister has nothing to give you, so I have to ask Ruoru to repay you when she grows up."

Wu Guifang and his wife hurriedly said, "Xiufang, how can you say that? We must treat Ruruo as our own daughter."

Wu Xiufang looked at Song Baojun again: "Xiaojun, you have grown up and become a handsome guy. My aunt is really relieved. Take good care of Ruoru in the future. If you really can't marry a wife in the future, let Ruoru be your wife, and I am my aunt begging you."

(To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.) 16-10-17 01:40:12
Chapter completed!