Chapter 1: The Return of the Dragon King

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"Young Master, come back with us, Shenlongwei needs you."

"You're not here, no one can control those unruly guys, they only recognize you as a dragon king."

"Your ban has been lifted, and the lord knows that he is wrong, so he specially sent me to ask you to go back."

"The frozen bank card has been reactivated, and 10 million US dollars have been taken out to compensate you, as long as you take over Shenlongwei, you are eligible to become the next head of the Wang family."

Jiangcheng, South Lane.

Wang Hao carried a vegetable basket, dressed in a cheap stall, and looked at the old man in black with low eyebrows in front of him expressionlessly.

"Three years ago, Shenlongwei went to Kunlun, and because of the mistakes of those old guys in the family, Tianlong was seriously injured and almost died, such a Wang family, I don't plan to go back."

Wang Hao was expressionless and asked coldly.

"But... After all, you created Shenlongwei, and I don't think you want to see Shenlongwei become what it is now. ”

"Moreover, if you go back now, you will be eligible to compete for the position of the next patriarch of the Wang clan, and you will be able to directly re-incorporate the names of your mother and son into the family tree."

Before the old man in black finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Wang Hao: "Since three years ago, the matter of Shenlongwei has nothing to do with me. ”

"As for the so-called Wang clan, it has had nothing to do with me since the moment I left."

The old man in black had a sad face, and said again without giving up: "You think clearly, what you refuse now is the billions of wealth that rivals the country, and the status of the Wang family......"

"Go back and tell Wang Chenggong that the things he is doing may not be needed by everyone, at least, I am not rare!"

"I just want to be a door-to-door son-in-law quietly, and no one will bother me."

Wang Hao said coldly, turned around and strode away, leaving behind the old man in black with a wry smile on his face and several entourages.

"Where's that dragon?" The old man in black raised his head, his face struggling, and said unwillingly.

"For the sake of the dignity of Shenlongwei, Tianlong keeps the rules you set, and you don't plan to avenge his revenge?"

Wang Hao's figure froze suddenly, he clenched his fist, and a chilling killing intent spread from his body, and at this moment, he was like a killing god, releasing an aura called fierce.

The breath was fleeting, and then returned to normal.

Tianlong is his subordinate, but also his best brother, although as a Shenlong Guard, he is destined to be accompanied by crises at all times, but the fall of Tianlong still makes him sad.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Hao's complexion gradually returned to normal, but there was a trace of depth in his squinted black eyes.

"Tianlong was brought out by you, and his ashes will be sent back to Jiangcheng the day after tomorrow."

"I will also stay in Jiangcheng until you are willing to go back with me, if... If you need any help, please feel free to call me. ”

The voice of the old man in black fell, and he saw Wang Hao go away, sighed helplessly, and turned to leave.

The Han family, a third-rate family in Jiangcheng, was so depressed three years ago that Wang Hao inadvertently saved the old man of the Han family, Han Feiyu, and was later engaged by Han Feiyu and became the son-in-law of the Han family.

This wedding shocked the entire Jiangcheng, after all, Han Shiya is a famous beauty in the Han family and even the entire Jiangcheng, with countless suitors, but in the end she married an extremely down-and-out waste and became a joke for the entire Jiangcheng.

In the past three years, he has been subjected to cynicism, and few people in the entire Han family have taken him as a person.

However, compared to what happened three years ago, these are nothing to him at all, and he has already admitted it, and it has long become a habit for his backbone to be poked in his spine.

Tomorrow is Old Man Han's 80th birthday, looking at the astronomical numbers in the bank card, he is not happy at all.

Tianlong's news hit him hard.

Thinking of the arrogant guy who had followed him for three years, he felt a suffocation in his chest.

As for Shenlongwei, since he left the Wang family, he has nothing to do with him.

Now, he is just a son-in-law of the Han family who is regarded as a waste by everyone.

"I'm still dead when you're out, and it takes so long to buy a grocery store."

As soon as she got home, her mother-in-law Zhang Fenglan scolded coldly, her eyes full of disgust.

"I encountered something on the way, and I was delayed for a while."

Wang Hao tried hard to squeeze out a smile and said kindly.

"What can you do as a family cook?"

Zhang Fenglan raised her eyebrows coldly, and scolded angrily: "If you don't go to cook yet, it's annoying to see you." ”

Wang Hao was silent and entered the kitchen in silence, in the past three years, he has long been accustomed to this kind of angry scolding.

Skillfully cutting and matching various ingredients, a table of delicious food with all colors and flavors is served one by one.

"Mom, the meal is ready, I'll pick up Shiya and come back for dinner."

Putting the last soup on the table, Wang Hao wiped his hands, looked at Zhang Fenglan, who was lazily leaning on the sofa, and said in a deep groan.

"What are you going to do? Riding a broken battery car is not enough to be embarrassing. ”

Zhang Fenglan scolded angrily: "I don't know what the old man thinks, he would find such a waste like you to come to our house." ”

"A big man has nothing to do all day long, and he has to rely on us Shiya to raise, if I were you, I would have died a long time ago."

Zhang Fenglan cursed viciously, then stood up, her eyes casually swept over the fragrant food on the table, and her face looked a little better.

"It smells so good."

At the staircase on the second floor, Han Xiaoke, who was wearing a white knee-length suspender, walked down, and his original sleepy eyes were a little awake because of the fragrance wafting in the air.

Kicking off the slippers at will, Han Xiaoke looked at the delicious table with his bare white feet, his eyes lit up, he grabbed a piece of chicken wings and ate it deliciously.

"Mom, what day is today, you are cooking so many dishes?"

Han Xiaoke said curiously, and sat next to her mother Zhang Fenglan, as for her brother-in-law Wang Hao, she hadn't looked at it since she went downstairs.

"There are important guests coming to the house today."

Zhang Fenglan said with a smile, at the same time, the door was opened, and a woman with a cold face who was nine points similar to Han Xiaoke's figure and appearance walked in, and behind him, followed by a twenty-four or five-year-old man wearing a decent suit.

The moment she saw the two of them, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Fenglan's face, and she got up to greet them.

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