Tyrant Son-in-law

Yue Yihan did not believe that a shrewd person like Luo Yiren would consider every step of the way.    

The reason why Luo Yiren dared to make her appear in front of Hu Yiming as her own face must be because of something.    

In an instant, Yue Yihan calmed down. Before she understood Luo Yiren's true purpose, Yue Yihan decided to remain put.    

He still appeared beside Hu Yiming as Zhang Faang.    

On the other side, Hu Yiming had already gone to bed.    

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.    

Hu Yiming frowned. Who would keep looking for him at this time? Could it be Nuan and Hu Yiming got off the bed, walked over and opened the door?    

"Young Master, the old master is looking for you." His face did not look good, but there was a sense of dejection on it.    

Hu Yiming's heart skipped a beat when he saw that, "Alright."    

He walked into Hu Shaoguang's room.    

At this moment, Hu Shaoguang was sitting on the bed with a hint of red on his face. He didn't look as sick as before.    

Hu Yiming's heart completely sunk. Glimmers danced in his eyes as he walked over and sat in front of Hu Shaoguang's bed.    

"Why did the geezer look for me so late at night?" Hu Yiming said impatiently. Although his tone was no different from usual, but if you listen carefully, you can hear his voice in the capital.    

Hu Shaoguang smiled, raised his hand and hit the back of Hu Yiming's head, "You stinking brat, I called you here for something."    

"Since there's nothing else, I'll be going now." As he said that, Hu Yiming acted as if he wanted to leave.    

"Sit down." Hu Shaoguang said harshly, with the aura of a father.    

Hu Yiming shrugged and sat down without a care.    

"Among my children, you are the one who angers me the most."    

Hu Yiming nodded, "Then why are you still willing to look for me? Do you owe me something?"    

Hu Shaoguang glanced at him faintly, "Shut up, brat. If I die one day, I'll definitely be angered to death by you."    

Hu Yiming lowered his eyes and didn't say anything this time.    

"If you became the Patriarch of Hu Family, what would you do?" He calmly observed Hu Yiming's reaction.    

"Why did you have to make a will and give me the position of the family head?"    

Hu Shaoguang sneered, "You think it's pretty good."    

"Then why did you ask me that?"    

"Answer when I tell you, why are you blabbering so much?"    

Hu Yiming leaned back on the chair and said, "Of course it's to enjoy life with my wife, of course I will ruthlessly take care of those people that hurt me in the past."    

Hu Shaoguang pursed his lips, "Do you mean these people, including your siblings?"    

"Of course, they are the ones who have caused me the worst."    

Hu Shaoguang's expression froze, "But they didn't kill you after all."    

Hu Yiming sneered, "That's because I'm lucky. If I'm unlucky, old man, I would already be waiting for you downstairs."    

How many times has his life been hanging by a thread?    

Hu Shaoguang couldn't deny this, but he still didn't give up and asked, "Then how are you going to deal with them?"    

"It should be driving them out of the Hu Family, they are accustomed to living in luxury. Letting them lead a civilian life is more painful than taking their lives."    

Hu Yiming's voice was cold.    

Hu Shaoguang's face darkened. He raised his hand again and knocked on the back of Hu Yiming's head, "This time, your little rascal's abilities are really bad."    

Hu Yiming chuckled along with him, "Then I'm also kind. I didn't think about killing them. Plus, you seem to care about us a lot by doing this."    

After saying that, Hu Yiming's tone revealed a hint of disdain.    

After all, Hu Shaoguang's care for children in the past few decades was pitifully little.    

"I was worried that you little brats would lose the Hu Family, so why would I go see the ancestors?"    

"So that's how it is." Hu Yiming nodded.    

Hu Shaoguang snorted coldly and slowly calmed down, "I won't ask you little bastards to be so friendly, but don't let anything like brothers destroy each other again."    

Hu Yiming was stunned for a moment and said with a smile that was not a smile, "So you left Third Uncle and the others behind."    

Hu Shaoguang smiled, "It's not them that I left, but Big Bro. Forget it, this is a matter of our generation."    

"Oh, so it's like that.    

"Scram, I suddenly don't want to talk to you anymore." Hu Shaoguang waved his hand with a look of disdain.    

Hu Yiming stood up but didn't leave. He looked at Hu Shaoguang and pursed his lips without saying a word. His dark eyes seemed to be filled with some kind of emotion.    

Hu Shaoguang looked at him, "Why aren't you leaving? You want me to get someone to throw you out? "    

"Geezer, do you know how annoying you are?" Hu Yiming suddenly said.    

Hu Shaoguang was stunned for two seconds. Apparently, he didn't expect Hu Yiming to suddenly say this.    

"You dare to say I'm annoying? You are truly unfilial."    

Hu Yiming laughed. His laugh was especially loud and there were faint tears in his eyes. He said, "So, do you regret having an unfilial son like me?"    

"I'm terribly regretful. If it weren't for you unfilial children, I think I would have been able to live for a few more years."    

"You have seventeen unfilial sons, and you've lived seventeen years less. What a loss."    

"Scram, I knew your dog mouth wouldn't spit out any ivory." Hu Shaoguang waved his hand in annoyance.    

Hu Yiming looked up at the ceiling and shrugged. "Good night, Geezer."    

Hu Shaoguang looked at him while panting, but did not say anything.    

Hu Yiming looked at him deeply, turned around and walked out with heavy steps.    

Hu Shaoguang stared at his back and let out a long sigh.    

After returning to his room, Hu Yiming didn't go to bed. Instead, he walked to the window and looked at the wutong tree outside. His pitch-black pupils revealed the same emotions.    

A lot of scenes flashed through his mind. Most of them were scenes of when he was young, together with his mother and Hu Shaoguang.    

At that time, Hu Yiming really thought that he was the happiest child in the world, but reality slapped him hard on the face.    

Hu Yiming's lips curled up into a wry smile. He looked out of the window in a daze. That was the direction in which his mother buried her things.    

Time passed minute by minute.    

Unknowingly, the sky turned white.    

The sun slowly rose, illuminating the land and dispersing the darkness.    

Dawn finally arrived.    

Hu Yiming blinked his sore eyes. He stood in front of the window for the whole night and thought about all sorts of things, but in the end, he still couldn't figure out anything.    

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a sharp knock at the door.    

Hu Yiming lowered his gaze, turned around and walked towards the door. However, due to standing there all night, his legs suddenly became numb.    

He staggered and fell to the ground. The dull pain made him feel as if he wasn't dreaming.    

He took out a silver needle from his pocket and pierced it into one of the acupoints on his leg.