Villain son, you kneel down, Mom begs you to do something

"I was born to go crazy. I will control your mother. I will take your mother into Leifeng Pagoda. Believe it or not."

Su Lan roared at the other end of the phone.

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. Su Lan changed from angry to aggrieved.

For the next 10 minutes, the other person was talking, and Su Lan remained silent.

Su Lan kept grimacing after hanging up the phone.

Huang Mao, who was standing next to him, crushed the can at his feet and asked him, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Dumped?"

"If you get dumped, I'll call some of my brothers, ride on a will-o'-the-wisp and smash the windows of her house. I want to see who dares to dump you, brother."

Hearing this, Su Lan wanted to cry even more, "My family wants me to go back and inherit the family."

Huang Mao stopped picking up the cans and said, "Are there still people playing with families nowadays? Brother, you are too old-fashioned. Now we are all taking the high-end route and no longer engage in non-mainstream families."

"It's not a family on the Internet. It would be great if it was a family on the Internet. The worst is to withdraw from the network." Su Lan sighed.

Huang Mao was curious, "If it's not on the Internet, could it be in reality?"

Su Lan nodded, "Yes."

"What a fool! You're so awesome, brother." Huang Mao threw away the sack in his hand and put his arm around Su Lan's shoulders, "Brother, are you the legendary Dragon King with a slanted mouth? Is this the legendary dragon king who will return after three years? The whole family begged Want me to inherit the family business?"

"Hahaha! I say brother, you should read less of these mindless and cool articles in the future."

"If you have this time to think randomly, you might as well pick up a few more bottles. If you pick up a few more bottles now, you can order a few more bottles of wine in the evening."

"Please order a few more bottles of wine tonight, girl, your hands will become soft from the soak."

Su Lan slapped his hand away, "I'm not kidding."

Seeing his serious face, Huang Mao stopped laughing and asked, "What's going on?"

Su Lan sighed again and told everything.

He told how he accidentally burned down the family ancestral hall and was kicked out to carry bricks. He was kicked out again because he ate too much while carrying bricks at the construction site. He went to wash dishes, but the salary was not enough and food allowance was deducted and he was kicked out again. .

He performed a chest-breaking performance on the street and was detained for fifteen days for allegedly damaging public facilities. However, he was kicked out again after eating too much.

Su Lan told Huang Mao all these things.

After hearing this, Huang Mao showed a complicated expression, "Brother, I think it would be good for you to go home and inherit the family business."

"That's okay. Since they kicked me out, even if I starve to death outside, I won't go back."

He is very ambitious, okay? Except for the last time when he went back to help Su Miao steal something, he has never gone back once.

Huang Mao picked up the can and put it into the sack, "Brother, sometimes it's a good thing to adjust your temper appropriately. You still have to be aware of current affairs."

Originally, what he wanted to say was that with your appetite, it's better not to be self-reliant outside.

But considering not to hurt people's self-esteem, I didn't say this.

Su Lan cried in frustration, "Why, why should they put the burden of the family on my little body of two hundred pounds? They don't feel sorry for me at all, and they don't care at all whether my little body can bear it."

Huangmao: "..."

Nearly 1.9 meters tall, a small body full of muscles is really rare.

Su Lan shed tears, picked up the phone and dialed Su Miao's number.

It took a long time for the phone to be connected.

The phone was connected, and a cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "What's the matter?"

"Hey! Are you the ancestor?" Su Lan's voice was flattering, "There is something I want to discuss with you."

Xie Chen: "I am not your ancestor, I am your ancestor's husband."

Su Lan: "..."

"It turns out to be the head of the Xie family. Could it be convenient for my ancestor to answer the phone?"

Xie Chen glanced at the closed bathroom door and said, "It's not very convenient."

Su Lan: "Oh, then call back when it's convenient for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he vaguely heard a female voice coming from the other end of the phone, "Who called?"

Thanks to no one.

Then I heard the phone call: "If you have nothing to do, don't call me again."

The phone is hung up.

Su Lan: "......"

there.

Xie Chen put down the hung up phone, stepped forward to take the towel from Su Miao's hand, and took over the task of wiping her hair.

Su Miao looked at him.

The man was handsome and elegant, with slightly damp black hair, and his eyes as bright as ink reflected Su Miao's figure, "Miaomiao, could you kick me more gently next time? You could easily cause hardware damage by kicking me like that."

"If it breaks, buy a new one. As long as you have money, there are plenty of online hardware." Su Miao replied to him.

His thin lips curled up in a slight arc, a smile appeared on his handsome face, and his tone was low, "Dead things are not as good as living things."

"Dead things can have no cooling and have a long battery life. Living things are not as good as dead things."

"Other living things may not be as good as dead things, but I am different."

Su Miao grabbed the towel and wiped her hair, "Confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence is bad, Puxinnan."

Thank you: "..."

It seems that he didn't work hard enough, and Miaomiao still doesn't know his strength.

Su Miao wiped it randomly a few times, then stuffed the towel into Xie Chen's hand, "I'm sleepy, go to sleep."

"Miaomiao, dry your hair before you go to bed."

"I don't want it." She fell asleep.

Xie Chen was helpless and went to get the hair dryer.

He sat on the edge of the bed, stroking her hair with his long and shapely fingers, letting the hot air dry her hair quickly.

Su Miao fell asleep on the bed. Xie Chen did this without disturbing her. She only moved when he asked her to turn her head.

After blowing dry Su Miao's hair and his own still wet hair, Xie Chen went to bed.

He held the sleeping person in his arms and stared at the person in his arms from a close distance with his dark eyes. His thin lips were slightly curved and his eyes were gentle.

It feels so good, it feels so good to be able to hold my sweetheart in my arms.

Like the sun shining into an ancient well, all the haze dissipates, leaving only warmth.

Su Lan looked at the hung up phone and emoed again.

Huang Mao couldn't bear it anymore, "Brother, don't be sad. I'll treat you to a box lunch after I sell this bag of bottles."

Su Lan: "No, I'm not sad."

"Since this road doesn't work, then take another way. I don't believe that I can't get rid of my position as the head of the family."

Just as he was told, he called again.

The call was connected quickly.

Su Yuyan: "Hello, who are you?"

Su Lan: "Little nephew, I am your uncle."

Su Yuyan: "What's the matter?"

Su Lan: "That's right, there's one good thing I'm thinking about you. Do you want to reach the top of your life and become richer?"

Su Yuyan: "I don't want to."

Su Lan: "......"

Why not play the cards according to the routine.

"My little nephew, tell me what you want."

Su Yuyan: "I don't want to."

Su Lan: "If you want, as long as you say yes, I will give you the position of the bereaved family head for free. What do you think?"

Su Yuyan: "I'm sorry, sir, you called the wrong number."

The phone is hung up.

Su Lan: "......"