Looking at the WeChat content, Zhang Ruoyu almost smashed his phone.

Old thing, you put this aside to take advantage of me?

"Stupid."

Zhang Ruoyu sent a WeChat message, then threw his mobile phone on the coffee table and drank tea.

I wondered if I could block Han Daowei.

On this day, Brother Zhang couldn't talk.

"How's the conversation?"

Han Jiangxue had a pretty face, her waist was straight, and she looked arrogant.

There was a little expectation in his eyes.

She understands Brother Zhang, her mouth stinks, and God blocks and kills God.

Licking it up, it can also get tired of people, Xuebao has been taught, and his whole body is shivering.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Ruoyu glared at Mr. Han. "Don't you want to have a feast? I just let that old thing die quickly. ”

"That's it?" Han Jiangxue pursed her lips, obviously feeling that her strength was not enough.

"I also revealed a little bit about our private lives." Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of tea and squinted his eyes and said. "I'll tell your father, I'll beat you during the day, let you sleep on the floor at night, and won't give you food. Oh yes, I also said that I plan to let you have eight sons in ten years, and if you don't get me a football team in twenty years, I'll break your big white legs. ”

"Huh?" Xue Baoqiao's face was pale and a little trembling. "It's too hurtful to give birth to so much, isn't it?"

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Ruoyu glared at Xue Bao viciously. "I'm disgusting your father, what are you really doing?"

"Oh." Mr. Han raised his eyebrows and shrugged. "And how did he get back to you?"

"I haven't seen it yet." Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette with a little bit of breath.

"Take a look." Han Jiangxue instigated.

Zhang Ruoyu was too lazy to look.

The phone kept ringing.

I guess the old thing is angry, and he's scolding there, right?

Zhang Ruoyu couldn't stand Xue Bao's soft grinding and hard bubbles, picked up the mobile phone and looked at it, his expression froze, his blood boiled instantly, and his heart was itching.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the screen is full of transfers.

A transfer of one million, under each string of zeros, there are three words: call Dad.

Brother Zhang has never seen so much money when he is so big.

Ding dong.

Ding dong.

The transfer information kept ringing, which made Brother Zhang a little unbearable.

"Stop it, I won't eat it." Zhang Ruoyu shuddered and replied to WeChat.

He stubbornly confiscated not a single transfer, and his heart was like a knife.

Mr. Han saw that Brother Zhang's face was flickering, and he was anxious for a while, thinking that the conversation had collapsed.

One flew and jumped onto the sofa and stepped on the flesh on Brother Zhang's thigh, which made Brother Zhang grin in pain.

As soon as the probe looked at the WeChat content, his face was immediately full of anger, and he grabbed the phone and sent a voice: "Old thing, who are you scolding here?" My brother Zhang is rare for your stinky money? Still call you Daddy? You call me Daddy twice now, and I'll pass it on to you tenfold! ”

After that, in front of Zhang Ruoyu, he refused to transfer money one by one, and said while ordering: "Brother Zhang, you don't know, this old thing has always loved to play dirty!" I don't know you yet? You have always regarded money as dung, and you can bear it if he humiliates you so much? To be honest, are you afraid that I will be sad, so you gave me a little thin noodles and didn't care about him in general? ”

Zhang Ruoyu had a cigarette in his mouth, but forgot to smoke it.

After a long time, he pushed Mr. Han off the sofa: "Get out." ”

Mr. Han stumbled a few times and climbed back into bed. raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Zhang, I suggest you delete this old thing." Let me tell you the truth, I have already severed the father-daughter relationship with him, and he humiliated you to call you Dad, just to force me to comply! ”

Zhang Ruoyu was still immersed in complex and contradictory emotions, and he didn't listen to what Mr. Han said.

After a long time, he glanced at Han Jiangxue: "Your father's transfer just now, is it fake?" How do I remember that WeChat can transfer up to 200,000 at a time? ”

"That's not it, although that old thing is useless, pure dirty, but he never fools people, and he has characteristics that both people know." Han Jiangxue pouted.

"What's the specialty?" Zhang Ruoyu said in a daze.

"There is a lot of money, and there are many enemies." Han Jiangxue shrugged. "We were in trouble last night because of this old bastard."

"Is the transfer real?" Zhang Ruoyu took a sluggish puff of cigarette, and the corners of her lips twitched.

"That certainly can't be fake. He became rich ten years ago, and in the ten years since he left Binhai, the devil knows how much black money he made secretly. Han Jiangxue looked disdainful, and she didn't like it a little.

"Then why did you give me all the money back?" Zhang Ruoyu said coldly. "That's the father-in-law's gift to his son-in-law, why are you the master for me?"

"He asked you to call Dad, can I not vent my anger for you?" Han Jiangxue gritted her teeth. "How can anyone take advantage of him like this?"

Zhang Ruoyu looked at Han Jiangxue angrily, and said word by word: "Are we married?" Did you get a certificate? Are they legally married? ”

"Is it possible that, in terms of identity, he is my father?" Zhang Ruoyu cut the railway.

Han Jiangxue's red lips were slightly curled, and a touch of cunning flashed under her eyes, but she still kept a straight face, and said arrogantly: "Brother Zhang, don't wronged yourself for me, let alone give me face, I'm afraid that I will be uncomfortable, so you will compromise with that old thing." In a word, if you look at him unpleasantly and want to turn your face with him, I will definitely support you. ”

Zhang Ruoyu almost held back his internal injuries, took a deep breath of cold air, and sighed again: "I am very relieved that you can understand my good intentions." ”

"Or, I'll send him another WeChat, and you two will recognize Dad?" Han Jiangxue said tentatively.

"Get out." Zhang Ruoyu said angrily. "The atmosphere is gone, how can I still scream?"

Ding dong.

WeChat rang.

Zhang Ruoyu raised his hand and looked at it, and his eyes immediately lit up.

He broke his fingers for a long time, but he couldn't get the point.

So he handed it to Mr. Han, a top student: "How much is this?" ”

Mr. Han, who has a high sensitivity to numbers, glanced at him, and said indifferently: "It's not much, it's only one billion." ”

Well? Billion?

Brother Zhang felt as if the atmosphere was back!