The dining table of Han Qiao's house was already full of uncomfortable silence at this time.

Han Lao's face was pale, Mr. Hongxing was stunned, Han Yan's mother looked at the inspection report in a daze, and actually sobbed.

Han Jian didn't expect that such a news would bring them such a deep touch, and looking at her mother's sad appearance, she felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

Only the grandmother was still a little calm, and said softly: "What are you panicking about? Medicine is so advanced these days, you are still worried about not being cured?"

Mr. Hongxing was a little irritable: "The report said that it was a genetic problem, and it was useless to nourish the body and take medicine... It's all about genes, can it be cured?"

Mom cried even harder.

When Han Lao heard this, his face suddenly turned black into the bottom of the pot.

"Mom, don't cry. Han Jian held his mother's hand and hurriedly explained: "It can be cured! The doctor said yes! Dad, don't talk nonsense if you don't know!"

Mom looked at Han Fan with teary eyes, and couldn't help but hug her: "I'm sorry for Qiao'er, it's all because my mother passed on the bad genes to you..."

Han Jian patted her mother's back to give her a sigh of relief, and comforted her softly: "No, no, I am beautiful and healthy, how can it be a bad gene? Mom, don't think about it, it's not a big problem, it can really be cured..."

Listening to Han Yan's explanation, my mother slowly cried less so much.

Han Lao's face also eased slightly, he glared at Mr. Hongxing fiercely, and then asked Han Jian a little nervously: "What does the doctor say? How long will it take to be cured." ”

Han Jian carefully explained: "It's been half a year, it's been a year, the doctor said, although this disease is rare, but it's not a strange and miscellaneous disease, as long as you do what he says, and then pay attention to your usual diet, it will be fine, and you don't need special surgery or medicine, Luoyang cooking skills are very good, and you will take care of me three meals a day, you don't have to worry... Really, I'm not here to announce any bad news when I come back this time, I just want to tell you that with this obstacle, the child can't be asked for the time being, and I feel bad when I see you are nervous. ”

After Han Jian finished speaking, there was a brief silence at the table, but this time everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Hongxing suddenly remembered something and asked, "Does that kid in Luoyang know about this?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole family looked at Han Yan together, and they were all worried that Luoyang would treat her badly because of this.

Han Qiao nodded and said, "Well, he knows." ”

"That's... He... Did I say anything to you?" Mom asked her with a little concern, as she stopped sobbing.

At first, he thought it wouldn't work. As soon as Han Jian thought of Luoyang, he couldn't help but smile: "He was afraid that I would be sad because I couldn't have children, so he kept saying things like he didn't want to be a father, and he would be a Dink family or something in the future, he was really stupid, and he was still a college student, and he didn't understand anything." ”

Mom asked, a little incredulously, "Didn't he dislike you?"

Han Yan felt inexplicable: "Mom, what are you talking about, why does he dislike me?"

The boss of Hongxing interjected: "People are like this, they always look down on things that are easy to get! You are already very ashamed to be a little wife to others, and now you can't have children, can he still hold you like a treasure?"

"Who do you think of him as?" Han Yan was a little angry: "He didn't dislike me, nor did he treat me as cheap, he has always been very good to me! He knew that I had this disease, so he studied what to give me to eat to be healthy, and made an appointment with a doctor to take me for regular checkups... Dad, I know you think I'm embarrassing you, I don't have anything to say about it, I chose my own path, and I deserve to be hated by you, but I really hope you don't have prejudice against Luoyang anymore. ”

Han Yan's words were sincere, from the bottom of his heart, and his feelings were sincere.

Mom was a little moved, bowed her head and whispered, "He's a good boy... Good... So I'm relieved. ”

Mr. Hongxing was speechless, his expression gradually became a little tangled, and finally he pulled his collar irritably, and said without looking over: "Find a time, let him come to the door!

As soon as these words came out, Han Jian was very happy, and nodded his head heavily: "Hmm!

Han Lao looked at his wife, who had not spoken all the time, exchanged glances with her, and then turned around and said: "Your grandmother and I are both old, we definitely don't want tobacco and alcohol, and there is nothing missing, don't bring anything with you, just bring some fresh fruit." ”

"I'll tell him!"

...

Luoyang ———— who ———— hugging his thighs to clear customs

A few days later, in the south of the Yangtze River, on a certain dark street.

"Don't come here, I'll kill her!"

A stout man with a frightened expression held a woman hostage with a dagger, threatening Zhuge Yang who walked over in the night.

Zhuge Yang innocently raised his hands to express his surrender.

Seeing this, the stout man wanted to run away while holding the woman hostage, but as soon as he ran, he found that the woman in his hand became as light as nothing, he looked down, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, where is the person he is holding hostage, it is clearly a dirty broom!

"Zilazila-"

Zhuge Yang, who used illusion to hide people's eyes and ears and hide in the secret for a long time, decisively launched alchemy and carried out a large-scale refining.

Then a ray of light exploded in the darkness of the night, and countless electric lights flickered, and its sound was like the chirping of a thousand birds.

The stout man subconsciously looked back, and was immediately frightened, because he saw that Zhuge Yang's body was surrounded by terrifying blue lightning, and in this thunder and lightning storm, a super giant long knife with a width of forty meters had quietly taken shape!

"Yang Qiu, let your little brother raise the knife!"

"Yes, Father. ”

As Yang Qiu's cold words fell, a big ghost as tall as the Statue of Liberty turned into an entity, stretched out his hand and held a forty-meter-long knife, and pulled it up violently.

"Boom!"

The wind pressure brought by the swing of the blade spread in all directions, and the momentum was as great as a typhoon.

In an instant, the forty-meter-long knife that weighed as much as a thousand pounds had been held by the big ghost with one hand, hanging in the air, and the tip of the knife was pointed directly at the stout man.

Zhuge Yang crossed his waist with one hand, took the peeled banana in his other hand and took a bite in his mouth, and then said a word while chewing the banana.

"Listen up over there, I'll let you run thirty-nine meters first!"

The stout man's face was suddenly full of despair, his whole body trembled and softened, his crotch gradually moistened, and finally he knelt on the ground with a "plop", crying bitterly.

"I was wrong!!I don't dare anymore!!"

"I shouldn't have robbed, I shouldn't have stolen the bank vault, I was wrong!"

"Please let me go! I promise not to peek at the women's bathhouse again!"

Looking at the stout man who was already so scared that he threw himself to the ground, Zhuge Yang smiled, raised his hand and created a door to another space in mid-air, allowing the big ghost to put the forty-meter big knife in it, and at the same time he was proud in his heart.

What does it mean to be a soldier who surrenders without a fight? Isn't that what it is?

Zhuge Yang casually threw the leftover banana peel into the trash can on the side of the street, then teleported over and grabbed the stout man's collar, and then took him to the gate of the base located on the outskirts of Jiangnan City.

Seeing this scene, the stout man's heart was broken.

Perverted!

Dead perverted!

Why do you want to scare me with a forty-meter knife when you can catch me with an instant!

Zhuge Yang didn't care what the stout man thought, after swiping his identity card into the base, he threw him to the staff, and after completing some registration procedures, he left.

By the time Zhuge Yang returned to the streets of Jiangnan City again, he had already recovered to the appearance of Luoyang.

After strolling around the street for a while, Luoyang's mobile phone "ding dong" sounded, and a text message prompt sounded.

Ten million, credited.

Counting the previous six discounts and two no discounts, Luoyang earned another 36 million in just a few days.

This kind of money-making speed can't be compared to robbery.

However, Luoyang was still not satisfied, squatting on the side of the road and looking at the balance of his bank account, a little sad, muttering: "It's not enough..."

There is no doubt that Luoyang is short of money.

The last time I sent Han Qiao back to her house, Luoyang glanced at her house from afar, and suddenly the whole person was not good.

He originally thought that the boss of Hongxing was so rich that he must live in a mansion, but he only knew it after looking at it...

Oh, it's a mansion as expected.

The huge volume, the aesthetic design, the high-end and precious materials, the stylish interior decoration... No matter how you look at it, the value of this house has to be used as a unit.

Luoyang estimated that Han Jian had left everything behind, and he was willing to follow him without a name, so he had to get her a similar mansion.

And since the last time Han Jian took out the three rings that were not worth his life, Luoyang has set a small goal for himself, every year on his birthday, he will buy a beautiful jewelry for Han Yan and Jessica.

When these two things come together, it is a super big bottomless pit of money, which makes Luoyang a little blind.

Of course, if he uses the dividends of the Fahrenheit Group next quarter, no matter what he buys, it will be more than enough, but Luoyang has never felt that the Fahrenheit Group belongs to him, so he plans to throw all the money earned by the Fahrenheit Group into charity, and the money for raising his wife will be earned by himself.

"Forget it... Let's take your time about the house... Tomorrow is the day to meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law, and I have to think about what to buy. ”

Luoyang recovered from his decadent state and called Han Qiao, and he had to discuss with her about buying gifts.