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Chapter 112 I've Never Seen Me Crazier Than Tonight!

Sitting in the back seat with Song Yan, Song Xiaoyuan still couldn't digest the fact that he would be Fu Hanshen's son, and asked Song Yan again, "You really didn't lie to me?"

Fu Hanshen, who was driving in the driver's seat, glanced at him from the rearview mirror, and his gaze happened to meet Song Yan who was looking up at him.

He looked at her suddenly with deep meaning, Song Yan felt a little flustered by his inexplicable look, and immediately turned his eyes away, rubbed Song Xiaoyuan's little head, and said softly, "I really didn't lie to you."

She stared at Song Xiaoyuan with a soft light and a faint smile, as if she was looking at someone she cherished, with an expression full of reluctance and affection.

Song Yan shrugged and lowered his head, feeling bored, with a pair of small hands on his calves, constantly entangled and pinched, "How is this possible?"

"Why isn't it possible?" Fu Hanshen, who was driving in front, spoke, his resolute British body and deep features did not show any emotion, and his tone was lukewarm, "From now on, you can call daddy openly."

Guangming called him father?

Then wouldn't he be taken advantage of by this unscrupulous man in the future?
Song Xiaoyuan pouted, "What evidence do you have that I'm your son? As long as you say it verbally, why should I believe you?"

Driving the car smoothly, Fu Hanshen glanced at him in the rearview mirror, "Want to show you the DNA certificate?"

"What is a DNA certificate?" Song Xiaoyuan said he didn't understand.

Fu Hanshen suddenly had a headache. Seeing the man's dark eyes reflected in the rearview mirror, Song Yan hurriedly explained to Song Xiaoyuan, "It's to identify something that is related to you by blood. You can't understand that thing, so don't worry about it."

Hearing what Song Yan said, Song Xiaoyuan couldn't deny it, she was his mother, so she wouldn't lie to him, would she?

But the more he thought about it, the more slightly sad Song Xiaoyuan became. He sighed sleepily, and said in a low voice, "It seems that I really have to call him Dad."

"Good boy." Fu Hanshen was very helpful.

Song Xiaoyuan was suddenly startled when he called out the word "Dad" in a casual sentence, and was then taken advantage of by the unscrupulous man, a pair of small universes were taken advantage of, and then burst into flames and stared at the man in front, "I haven't called yet! "

Fu Hanshen automatically filtered his words and ignored them.

Seeing this fairly happy scene, Song Yan pursed his lips, smiled faintly, and temporarily abandoned some unpleasant things.

Back to the art garden.

After stopping the car, Fu Hanshen opened the car door first and stepped down, then walked around to Song Yan's side in the back seat, stretched out his fingers to open the car door, and motioned to her with a smooth and simple chin, "Get down."

Song Yan pursed his lips, and just wanted Song Xiaoyuan to get off from this side first, but the little guy opened the car door on the other side and slid out of the car.

Knowing that Song Xiaoyuan was still a little angry inside, she had no choice but to turn her head, smiled helplessly, and got out of the car.

Fu Hanshen naturally held her hand, kissed her forehead, and brought her by his side. Just as he was about to say something to Song Xiaoyuan, the little guy gave them a look of hatred, then snorted hard, turned around, then With his butt eye facing them, he strode into the house with his two calves.

I hate showing affection the most!
Well now, that man has another name of his father, he is definitely not as important in Song Dayan's heart as before!
Song Xiaoyuan's thoughts were written all over his face, Song Yan felt a pain in his head, and wanted to withdraw his hand from Fu Hanshen's hand, but his strong strength did not allow her to flinch.

Sisi's warm palm wrapped her hand, the temperature seemed to be transmitted from her blood to her heart, there was a strange sense of reassurance and stability.

He said, "Go in."

Song Yan had no choice but to let him go.

After entering the room and changing shoes, when Song Yan and Fu Hanshen came in together, Song Xiaoyuan was already nestled on the sofa and turned on the TV.

Hearing their footsteps coming in, he moved his ears, but deliberately kept his gaze from the TV screen, expressing his disdain for their love!

"Would you like some fruit?" In the living room, Song Yan finally withdrew his hand from the man's big palm, and walked to Song Xiaoyuan's side, a little flattering, "I'll cut it for you, what do you want to eat?"

Song Xiaoyuan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and then said, "Watermelon."

There was no watermelon in the refrigerator. Song Yan remembered that not far from Yiyuan, there was a stall selling watermelons at an intersection. He passed by when he drove back just now, and immediately said, "Wait a minute, I'll go out and buy."

Fu Hanshen handed her the wallet, "Buy more if you have anything else."

Now Song Xiaoyuan is a little ancestor, no one dares to refuse any demand, but he will do whatever he asks.

Song Yan looked at the black wallet in front of him, hesitated for a while, but no longer refused hypocritically, he took it generously, just about to turn around and leave, but suddenly turned around, while Song Xiaoyuan was staring at the TV screen, Fu Hanshen peck on the cheek.

She thought, women in love should do this, right?

A jerky and non-technical kiss fell on the cheek. Fu Hanshen was stunned for the first time. When he lowered his eyes to look at her, Song Yan quickly shrank back, not daring to wait for any reaction from him, and hurriedly left the living room .

The corners of her lips raised slightly in a pleasant arc, Fu Han lowered her gaze slightly, and smiled lightly, the corners of this woman's mouth really became more and more courageous.

But, it's a little too big to like.

"Don't think I didn't see it." Holding the remote control, Song Xiaoyuan squinted at Fu Hanshen at this moment, and muttered something from his small mouth, full of his disgust.

Fu Han suddenly retracted the curvature of the corners of his mouth, the old god sat down by the sofa, pulled his suit tie, and leaned on the sofa indifferently, feeling a little lazy, raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Xiaoyuan, "Do you want to tell me What?"

Song Xiaoyuan deliberately distracted Song Yan from this little thought, but he couldn't hide it from anyone, including Song Yan, because he thought he must have something to say to Fu Hanshen, so Song Yan deliberately didn't refuse his request just now, and took the initiative to leave for a while.

Seeing that his thoughts had been seen through, Song Xiaoyuan put down the remote control, approached Fu Hanshen in a modest manner, and glanced at him up and down, like a worried little old man who was always worried, "I'll ask again, am I really your son?"

Fu Hanshen felt that his asking this question was boring, untechnical and a waste of tongue.

"Okay." Seeing his dark eyes staring at him with a bit of disgust, Song Xiaoyuan curled his lips, "Then I have to tell you something in advance."

"Say." The man who was lazily leaning on the sofa cherished words like gold.

Song Xiaoyuan shrugged his ears helplessly, "The fact that you are my father makes me feel very unreliable, but if this is the truth, there is nothing I can do, after all, it's not that I want to admit that we are fine. "

Fu Hanshen suddenly felt that he was smudged, and his words were a bit harsh, and there was always a feeling of disgust, so he said in a cold and authentic tone, "Get to the point."

"I just want to tell you." Song Xiaoyuan raised his head to look at him, full of negotiating taste, "I may only pretend to be Song Dayan in my heart, but you are dating her now, of course I have you in my heart, and You suddenly became my father again, you have a place in my heart, but you are definitely not as good as Song Dayan, I think you can understand this."

Fu Hanshen, "..."

Fu Hanshen, "Anything else?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to have much emotion on his calm face, Song Xiaoyuan was relieved a little, and then said, "Then since you are my father now, it means that all your things are mine, too?"

"Yeah." Fu Han pursed his lips deeply, and said calmly, "What's yours is also mine."

"Of course mine is still my own!" Song Xiaoyuan has been possessive of his own things since he was a child. This is because he and Song Yansheng were born in an unrich environment and developed a habit. For this reason, others competed with him when he was in school. Things, little fire leopards fight a lot.

Fu Han's cold and sharp eyes swept over him, and Song Xiaoyuan read out a feeling in his eyes, "Xiao Mian, yours must be mine".

Song Xiaoyuan was very generous, and he didn't intend to retaliate at the meaning of his eyes, but moved closer to Fu Hanshen, his whole body was almost squeezed into Fu Hanshen's body, and he blinked his innocent eyes, "Then lend me some money first Bar."

He was embarrassed to speak before, but after everyone told him that Fu Hanshen was his father, Song Xiaoyuan felt nothing to be embarrassed about.

Fu Hanshen raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

"I want to go on a date with Song Dayan tomorrow. We didn't dare to go if we didn't have money before. Now that you have money, you can lend me some. The date will be paid back to you when I grow up and have the ability to make money."

"..."

"In addition, I saw a pretty bow tie in your closet before, so you can borrow it from me tomorrow." Song Xiaoyuan counted with his little finger, "It's better to have a small suit, small leather shoes, etc., just like TV. That’s right! Let Uncle Shi Heng act as my driver tomorrow!”

"..."

"Why don't you speak and just look at me?"

Fu Hanshen got up suddenly, threw Song Xiaoyuan in the living room, walked to the wine cabinet with long legs, took out a wine and a glass, filled the glass and drank it with his head up, the bright red thick red wine rolled down his throat.

At night, the orange lights in the house reflected his silhouette on the ground.

Song Xiaoyuan didn't quite understand what happened to him suddenly, he was fine just now, why did he start drinking?

"Don't you want to borrow me?" Sliding off the sofa, Song Xiaoyuan walked towards him with his calves, keeping a certain distance from him, and always had to raise his head to see the man in front of him, "Isn't my request too much?" Too much, so you don't plan to talk to me?"

"Xiaoyuan." Putting the bar on the nearby bar, the voice from Fu Hanshen's throat suddenly became extraordinarily gentle, so gentle that Song Xiaoyuan felt unrealistic, and very doubted whether he was hallucinating.

Song Xiaoyuan blinked his eyes ignorantly, "What are you doing?"

Fu Han looked down at him in front of him, and said slowly, "I think the person I'm most sorry for in this life is you."

"..."

His voice seemed to come from an ancient and remote place, it was floating and indifferent but it seemed to contain some kind of emotion, it was neither high nor low and poured into Song Xiaoyuan's ears.

Song Xiaoyuan was stunned, his back suddenly felt chilly.

Fu Han squatted down, and his 1.8-meter figure already looked taller after squatting. He clamped Song Xiaoyuan's bony shoulders with his big palms, and there was a sense of "vicissitudes" that Song Xiaoyuan couldn't understand written on his calm face, "I didn't get it sooner." It was my negligence as a father to find you. All these years, you have not been able to get a good material life outside, and you have not been able to get more love from relatives. I hope I want to make up for it now, and there will be time."

"..."

It was obviously very touching and sensational words, but from his cold mouth, Song Xiaoyuan felt that this must be an illusion!

So hypocritical!

"Do you want to borrow money?" Fu Hanshen tightened his hands on his shoulders suddenly, and a smile that looked like a kindness appeared on the corner of his lips, "You can ask as much as you want, and you don't have to pay it back."

"..."

"There are also small suits, leather shoes, cars, etc., and I will arrange them for you tomorrow. You can go and play as much as you want with the money." Fu Hanshen said, "You have a lot of contact with us now, but grandpa and grandma are still with you. Not very familiar, should you spend some time with your grandparents? They really want to be with you."

"If..." Song Xiaoyuan looked at his sincere appearance, bit his lips, his heart was a little moved, but he still insisted on some of his thoughts, "If you let me have a good time tomorrow, I promise you, go and talk to me." They stay for a while."

"Okay." Fu Han smiled deeply, let go of his shoulders and stood up immediately, "I'll make arrangements for you now."

"..."

So fast?
Why do I always feel that something is wrong?
"Wait!" Suddenly realizing something, Song Xiaoyuan's eyes lit up, "You don't want Song Dayan to come with me!"

While taking out his mobile phone, Fu Hanshen gave him a cool look from the corner of his eyes, "You just said that you would have a good time tomorrow, and you are a man, so you can't go back on what you say."

"..."

Song Xiaoyuan was in a mess.

He knew that this man must have no good intentions!He was completely deceived by his rhetoric!
**
Coming out of the restaurant, Tang Munian searched everywhere for Song Yan, but it turned out that she had already left with Fu Hanshen. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Song Yan's number, but Song Yan had already blocked his call, so naturally he called not in.

Knowing that Song Yan's son turned out to be Fu Hanshen's, Tang Munian felt in his bones that he had been ridiculed by Song Yan, and his mood had never been more violent than it is now.

His eyes were red, and there were crazy factors running around in his limbs. It was as if he was looking for her everywhere like crazy, and he couldn't wait to see her right now.

I want to ask her, what kind of creature has she treated him as all these years?
Had she ever treated him like a man, like her husband, for a moment?

She actually gave birth to a child for Fu Hanshen but kept it a secret. As soon as she divorced him, she threw herself into Fu Hanshen's arms. In her heart, what did she think of him?
If he felt that she had shown a trace of her true feelings towards him before, then all her past behaviors now are like silent ridicule, ridiculing him for being more like a clown, being played by her from beginning to end , being teased so much that I don't even know it...

Tang Munian clenched the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turned white, and his expression was sullen and terrifying. The car was speeding along the road. This moment was really frighteningly crazy.

**
Song Yan bought fruit at a stall on the cross road not too far from the art garden, and then sat on a stone chair for a while on the side of the road not far from the security guard in the art garden.

Counting the time, thinking that she should have given enough time for the father and son to talk, she picked up the first-generation fruit at her feet and walked towards the art garden.

She bought a lot of fruit, which made her a little hard to carry, and her walking pace slowed down a lot.

Just as she was thinking that things had finally cleared up after the rain, and that the father and son had met each other, the ending was a happy one. When the corner of her mouth curled into a slight smile, a car suddenly stopped in the road beside her with a "squeak".

The wind brought by the car was so strong that it scattered her hair.

Instinctively, she stopped. When she turned her head to look at the car, the door had already been opened by the people in the car. When she turned her head to look, a man's tall and straight figure flashed in front of her.

"You..." Looking at the sullen man in front of him, Song Yan was stunned, not quite expecting him to appear here now.

"Buying fruit?" Tang Munian saw the things in her hands and sneered, "It's a leisurely way."

The voice contained an incomparable sense of sarcasm, and even made people feel dangerous.

There was oppression and indifference all over his body, as if he had been looking for her for a long time, his eyes alone had a shocking coldness, cutting across her body like a knife.

He instinctively felt that there was more than one thing wrong with Tang Munian tonight. This feeling seemed crazier than he had ever been before. Song Yan instinctively took a few steps back, frowned, and said in a solemn and tentative voice, "You come here to do it." What?"

"Shouldn't this be asking you?" Tang Munian sneered, feeling a deep sense of madness in his bones.

Song Yan couldn't understand what he meant, and deliberately distanced himself from him. Tonight's Tang Munian seemed to be full of destructive madness, and she quietly reached out to touch the phone.

But how could her small movements escape Tang Munian's eagle-like eyes. When she reached out to touch the phone, he had already stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and took out the phone from her jeans pocket. He fell violently to the side.

With a "snap", the phone was instantly smashed to pieces by him.

"Who do you want to call?" Without looking at the mobile phone with all the parts falling out on the ground, Tang Munian gripped her wrist so hard that Song Yan felt that his bones were about to be crushed by him, "To Fu Hanshen ?”

Song Yan panicked from the bottom of his heart. The moment he snatched the phone and smashed it, his heart skipped a beat. He suddenly raised his head and looked at him, "Tang Munian, are you crazy?"

"Yeah." He laughed, almost crazy, "I've never seen me crazier than tonight!"

He didn't even pay attention to Liu Qingqing and Luo Peiru. After he truly digested that Song Xiaoyuan was Fu Hanshen's son, he rushed out like crazy and started looking for her.

I don't even remember how many times I called her, and I didn't even feel that I almost got into a car accident. I just wanted to rush to her, and I only had this idea in my heart, that's all.

"Get in the car with me!" His eyes froze suddenly, and he forcefully grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the car.

Tang Munian with such a horrified expression made Song Yan feel fear and anxiety from the bottom of his heart, and wanted to call for help, but the only place close to him was the security room at the gate of Yiyuan, and the people in the security room did not know where they went at the moment, the person on duty Not even a single person passed by at night...

(End of this chapter)