The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 90 Lonely Hate the Old Man

I said, "I'll go see Mrs. Han."

"Yo Yo..." Fan's father's body immediately crooked: "My waist..."

I quickly helped him up: "Mister, don't..."

"What do you call me?" He narrowed his eyes.

"We're both going to get a divorce." I said, "Besides, you'll have to pay if you change your mind."

"Money is a trivial matter." Fan's father patted my hand and said, "If you like something in Dad's house, you can move it. You want to buy some clothes, jewelry, and ask Dad for money. But you have to call Dad, you know. have no idea?"

"Oh."

"Call one to listen." Like Fanyin, he has a strange obsession with calling people.

"dad."

"Hey!" He was flattered as if the chaos just now hadn't happened at all: "Don't look at that woman, her husband is here. Look at how majestic her husband is, he beat my son like a sandbag. "

"I think Mr. Han is just..."

"Hey!" Fan's father showed a treacherous face: "In short, don't look at it, Dad's waist..."

I helped him sit down and asked, "Did the doctor see you?"

"I saw it, but it still hurts." He sighed and said, "It's really hard for you to support a lonely and annoying old man like Dad."

"It's not hard." I couldn't help complaining to him in my heart.

He laughed for a while, he looked a bit annoying.

I asked, "Dad, who is Lin?"

"A crazy woman." Father Fan didn't seem to like to mention this.

"Why does Yinyin call her mother?" I asked, "I don't remember who among my relatives is named Lin."

Fan’s father looked at me and said, “It’s okay not to mention that kind of person.”

"Just mention it!" I shook his arm: "This must have something to do with the reason for his split!"

"Oh, you are going to divorce my son!"

"Then I'll call you old sir!"

He became serious, and glanced at me like a mouse: "Then you should say first, do you still want to divorce my son?"

I……

I couldn't help but let go of my hand and said, "Is it Xiao Tiantian who hit someone just now?"

"I don't know." He said, "But it's definitely not my eldest son. He is very close to his mother, and he must not be willing to beat that woman."

"I thought it was a horrible scene."

"Your father, I think so too." Fan's father said helplessly, "So father couldn't do anything at that time. Because he didn't know what to do. He couldn't shoot him with a gun, right? He's my son after all." He murmured: "When the surname Han hits other people's sons, he can do it like this, but when he hugs and kisses his daughter, he can't do it. It's really..."

"Okay, Dad." I said, "Don't you feel very lucky? If the beating continues like that, all three of us will be killed by him."

Fan's father gave me a blank look: "I don't know the man who is facing me."

"My men beat my parents..."

He sighed, and after a while, he put away his old and unscrupulous expression, and said deeply: "I don't know when Yinyin started to split. Only he knows this. Every doctor said They are all different, but the first time I saw him was four years ago. At that time, he was still hiding it, afraid that I would find him."

"Can you tell me the specific scene?"

"I just bought a sweat horse that day. Yinyin liked it so much, I went to ride it after dinner. I rested in the tea room when I was tired. I went to him. After waking him up, I asked him how he felt. What do you think of that horse? He started to say he likes it, so I asked him to try it, and he immediately cried in fright. Then he began to babble, saying that he was afraid and hugged me and cried.” Fan’s father actually showed a touch of tenderness. Smile: "The more I look at it, the more strange it becomes. I think this expression is exactly the same as my son's when he was a child."

I couldn't help asking: "Do you like him like this?"

"I miss it. I didn't treat him well at that time, and I always thought he was annoying." He sighed, but he was still smiling: "But when he grows up and moves out, I can always think of him when he was a child. Little Yinyin is what he was like when he was a child, cute and timid, a fool who followed me all day long, and his father and father kept yelling. He also has a bad temper, but he believed everything I said. I used to I always feel that he can't grow into a real man like that, he is too cowardly and inferior. But..." He took off his glasses and wiped his face.

I quickly brought the paper and said, "Don't be sad, he is already a 'man'."

"It's not like that. I don't like his personality either. He fights and kills all day, fools around every day, and doesn't care about children." Fan's father pulled a tissue, blew his nose, and said with tears: "In my whole life, Only when I am old do I want to understand. In this life, what people pay attention to is self-cultivation, regulating the family, governing the country and the world. This..." He began to cry again: "The child is gone, and the wife is going to divorce him..."

"Don't be sad." I said, "I have considered divorce, but I haven't decided yet. Fanyin's first personality doesn't know about the fake pregnancy yet. I need to discuss it with him."

Fan's father cleverly understood my subtext: "So, he already knows that you want a divorce?"

"I talked to him." I said, "He said it's up to me to decide."

"Oh..." Fan's father immediately cried again: "This kid really doesn't make progress. He said he wouldn't let him get a divorce. If he divorced, I would give his property to his sister. If he still leaves, he just keeps me alone." son……"

I was afraid that he would faint from crying, so I quickly stroked his back to comfort him.

As a result, the old man became even more excited, and he clenched my hand tightly, with a look of excessive sadness: "Yinyin doesn't like to visit me at all, and always sends me women to disgust me, an old man. I... I am lonely and lonely." Lonely, staying at home every day, getting old, with old cold legs, now my waist is not good, and the stars don’t love me here. That’s why you always come to see me, so my house has some vitality ..."

"Dad..." I was so embarrassed by him that I even broke down a bit: "Don't cry yet."

"Can you stop crying?" He was even more sad: "My son is 27, and he finally got a wife and got divorced. My good grandson, who is so good-looking, is gone. My heart, I..."

He was crying so hard that I coaxed him for a long time to no avail, so I had to say: "I've made an agreement with Fanyin, it depends on what he wants..."

The old man immediately regained his spirits: "Really?"

"Uh..." He lied to me.

"Oh, my son, money is not a problem. I'm just this one son, and mine is yours." He was almost radiant: "Don't worry, I'll tell him not to beat you. If he dares Hit you, tell me, I will find someone to beat him!"

"I was beaten to death before I had a chance to tell you."

"I'll change a housekeeper for you! Change a batch of servants!" Fan's father burst into tears again: "I don't like other women, I just like you. Really, you are so beautiful, so kind, and so filial ..."

"Dad!" A low growl suddenly came from the door.

The two of us chattered together, looking over, it really was Fanyin.

His face was ashen, and he was holding the rope in his hand.

Fan's father squeezed my hand tightly, and I couldn't help but squeeze his too.

Fan's father tremblingly asked: "Son? Why did you come out?"

"I still want to ask you!" Fanyin stared and asked, "Why was I tied to the bed?"

"This..." Father Fan actually pointed at me, with a mysterious smile on his face: "Your wife tied you up."

Fanyin glared over.

Can Father Fan's virtue really fulfill the promise?
Seeing Fanyin striding forward, I quickly shrank my neck.

Fan's father pushed him back: "Oh, son!"

Fanyin paused and glanced over.

"Your wife is a little scared to tie you up."

I was going crazy: "Dad, I..."

Fanyin interrupted me and asked coldly, "What are you afraid of?"

"She's not pregnant."

Fanyin immediately opened her eyes wide and looked at me.

I quickly shrank behind Fan's father.

Fan's father smiled and said: "She wanted a child so much, so she got the disease of false pregnancy." He stroked Fanyin's arm and said softly: "Don't be angry, your wife didn't do it on purpose, but she was afraid You think she lied to you, so she tied you to the bed."

Fanyin slightly raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully, "Tell the truth."

Fan's father smiled charmingly: "Oh, Yinyin..."

"Tell the truth." Fanyin grimaced, and grabbed my wrist, trying to drag me out.

I was all counting on Father Fan to save me, but the old man shrank away and slipped to the other side of the sofa like a loach!
Fanyin pinched my shoulder instead, staring at me dangerously: "Say."

I shrank my neck, unable to think of a lie that could be whitewashed.

He let go, wrapped the rope in his hand, put it around my neck, and grabbed my arm and was about to put it on the back.

I quickly screamed: "You beat your mother!"

Fanyin froze.

"You beat your mother, your father, me, and many bodyguards and doctors!" I shouted, "Fortunately, Mr. Han also came, and after subduing you, he gave you a tranquilizer! We are afraid that if you wake up and beat others, you will be killed." I tied you to the hospital bed!"

Fanyin still maintained that extremely dull expression, looking at me stupidly.

I was so afraid that he would hit me, so I shrank my legs.

Fanyin regained consciousness after a while, tugged at the rope around my neck, and asked, "Where's my mother?"

"In the downstairs ward."

"Take me." He tugged at the rope.

I couldn't pull one hand away at all, and he dragged me to the door. Although I wasn't suffocated, it was embarrassing.Fortunately, Fan's father caught up and grabbed his hand to persuade him: "Let go quickly, there is no one who catches his wife like this!"

"We're divorced." Fanyin glanced at him coolly.

"She just said she couldn't leave!" Fan's father had already untied the noose around my neck, glanced at Fan Yin secretly, and smiled obscenely: "Do you want to leave?"

Fanyin didn't answer, just said, "Take me to see my mother."

(End of this chapter)