Chapter 242 Is There Such a Song?
By mid-December, Fan Hongyu had been living in Liu Yan's home for a week.
Now, Fan Hongyu's family has to accept Liu Yan's existence.
Although the old mother and father are unhappy and depressed, this is the reality and there are some things they cannot change.
Liu Yan is more than ten years older than Fan Hongyu. Also, the way she dresses and the tone of her voice and actions don't seem like... a grown-up girl.
Although his son had many problems, Lao Fan felt very uncomfortable when he thought about his son marrying such a woman.
Shui Sheng also did not expect this development. When she found out that her brother had slept with Liu Yan, her expression was shocked.
Because Boss Wei had left long ago, Shui Sheng did not connect this incident with Boss Wei and only thought that her younger brother was attracted by her beauty.
Anyway, that's how it was settled.
Liu Yan has truly become a member of the family and the head of the Fan family.
Fan Hongyu actually couldn't stand it the next day, but the endurance of young people is still worthy of recognition. He was at that time, and Liu Yan was also at that time.
Liu Yan, the middle-aged woman, has been well cared for and is about to get married, so naturally she dotes on this little baby.
After seeing that Fan Hongyu was really in trouble, he took out a stack of money.
"Here's 10,000 yuan. Go out and buy some festive things. We'll have the wedding before the New Year."
Fan Hongyu looked at the money Liu Yan handed over and took it, "Okay."
Soon, Fan Hongyu put on his clothes and walked out of Liu Yan's boudoir tiredly.
He was extremely tired this week. He thought it was a good thing on the first day, but gradually felt overwhelmed in the following days.
Fan Hongyu's body deceived his soul, he was not a lustful person.
Women, haha, women.
It is not a woman who can satisfy Fan Hongyu's soul.
The dissatisfaction in his heart and the gap in his heart should not be filled by a woman.
With one hand tracing in his pocket, touching the thick stack of bills, Fan Hongyu's heart began to itch again.
His status is no longer ordinary now. His wife is a wealthy woman with assets worth hundreds of thousands.
I give myself more than 10,000 yuan now. How can I be short of money after I get married?
The Fan Hongyu before going to prison was very different from the Fan Hongyu after . The Fan Hongyu who got out of Liu Yan's bed was also different from the Fan Hongyu who had just been released from prison.
People's minds are changeable.
Wei Jie influenced Fan Hongyu imperceptibly and tested and persuaded him countless times, but Fan Hongyu still couldn't forget some things.
He has money, a wealthy woman on the list, and most importantly, Wei Jie is no longer around.
It’s sunny today and spring is here.
Fan Hongyu took a deep breath and smiled.
He walked forward with cheerful steps.
In Wei Jie's absence, the security of County A was not improved. Fan Hongyu's heart was like a swaying boat, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
The cold wind did not blow, Fan Hongyu's hidden window was tightly closed, and the hot and smelly wind could not leave.
In front, the chess and card room.
The joy in my heart is like a returning goose that has been circling for a long time, always wanting to land.
"A little gambling can cheer you up, a little gambling can cheer you up." Fan Hongyu said softly, and then he laughed softly.
He walked towards the door with shining eyes, and his steps gradually became firmer.
His fighting spirit, his hope, and his satisfaction are all behind the door ahead.
He forgot all about Wei Jie and Liu Yan.
He is Fan Hongyu, a warrior who is destined to move forward and fight in the sea of gambling.
I am not a mortal!!
This is a battle whose outcome has already been determined, and Fan Hongyu is confident that he will win.
Just like his mentality before each entry, this time he is full of fighting spirit.
Nothing can stop Fan Hongyu.
If there really is one, it can only be...
The door was gently pushed open, and Fan Hongyu, with a confident look on his face, finally saw the world behind the door.
It was he who opened the door himself and came here.
This is the path he opened himself! !
In front of us is not a chess or mahjong table where four or five people gather together, nor is it a few small benches or an octagonal table where people play cards and poker.
There are no old men or women here, nor are there poker or mahjong props.
In front of him were rows of elementary school students, and behind those students was a glowing screen and a...piano!
On the screen, a three-meter-long Wei Jie's head was staring at him.
"preparation……"
The three-meter-tall Wei Jie opened his mouth and smiled faintly...
Fan Hongyu's spine felt cold, his legs went weak, his brain and heart were beating violently, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes almost bulged out.
"Sing!!!"
Wei Jie, who was three meters tall, had no sympathy and no delay.
In this modified stadium, more than 3,000 primary school students from five nearby schools began to sing in unison.
"Outside the long pavilion~"
"By the ancient road~"
"The grass is green and the sky is blue~"
Nightmare!
The nightmares in prison flashed through my memory quickly, like the last passing glance of my life.
Fan Hongyu's brain froze. He covered his ears with his hands, his body swayed and he backed away. His eyes were dull, fearful and lifeless.
The singing of the three thousand children did not stop because of Fan Hongyu's actions. Their leader was Wei Jie...
The three-meter-tall head of Wei Jie on the screen was now deeply embedded in Fan Hongyu's mind like a nightmare.
The ultra-high-quality Boeing equipment around also spread Wei Jie's moving three-dimensional surround singing into Fan Hongyu's head.
"I ask you when you will come back~"
"Don't hesitate when you come~"
Fan Hongyu couldn't bear it anymore, his hands and feet were shaking, and his heart could no longer withstand the huge pressure here and the huge pressure brought by the three-meter-tall Wei Jie's head.
The singing sounded so surround that Fan Hongyu couldn't tell where to hide. He turned around in panic and ran away as if to escape .
Fan Hongyu ran out of the road that he had opened with his own hands. He did not realize that he had no choice after he chose to open it.
When Fan Hongyu ran out, saw the sun outside and felt the cold air outside in December, he felt a sense of being alive, which made his nose sour.
It feels so good to be alive... Fan Hongyu felt completely relaxed, with a sense of happiness as if he had survived a calamity.
The sound behind him seemed to stop suddenly, but Fan Hongyu didn't dare to look back. He hoped that it was a nightmare, a nightmare that he would never encounter again after waking up.
He didn't want to ask why now, he just wanted to forget this nightmare as soon as possible.
But soon, the unusualness and silence around him made Fan Hongyu nervous again.
Fan Hongyu looked to his side and saw a young man with his back to him.
Fan Hongyu stopped and found that there was more than one person with his back to him.
The people on both sides all had their backs to him. They were facing the left and right, making it impossible to see their appearance clearly.
Just when Fan Hongyu was puzzled, a young man who was closest to Fan Hongyu suddenly jumped around. This young man, who had a sunny face like a male host of a children's channel, stood in a horse stance, faced Fan Hongyu with a smile, and opened his mouth.
"Outside the long pavilion~"
"By the ancient road~"
"The grass is green and the sky is blue~~"
