People are in the ark, stay away from women, start with me

If Beatrix didn't have that kind of meaning for this kid, he, a father, wouldn't believe it.

He knew Beatrix's character, he was very stubborn!

Who wouldn't be envious of the Shi Huaiya family business in this land?

As a result, as the first heir, she went to work as a police officer in the Guard Bureau.

If she didn't want to, she said on the spot that it should be changed into a hug. I believe that other people in the board game room could also accept it.

But she doesn't!

Gee!

So is Su Yun, he is a good young man, why is he so handsome?

Don't know if winter is coming soon?Don't you know that daughters are father's little padded jackets?

You stole my padded jacket, how can I spend the winter?

You are harmful to others, you!

——Perhaps, this is the so-called, if you don't like you, even your breathing is wrong.

Su Yun felt like sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his throat, like a light on his back, always felt that the father of poetry looked at him with murderous eyes.

He wouldn't sink himself into an artificial river to feed the crocodiles, would he?

As for?Didn't I just run on him a few times?Are rich people so small these days?

"Answer my question." The more the poet thought about it, the more angry he became, and there was a hint of anger in his words.

"I really have nothing to do with Shi Huaiya."

"Really? I don't believe it."

Su Yun suggested: "If you don't believe me, you can give me 100 million, and let's go through the process directly?"

Su Yun had already thought up the script for the next one. The poet's father gave him 100 million, and he refused. The poet's father gave it again, and he refused again.

In the end, I couldn't bear the pressure from reality and the temptation of money, "tearfully" abandoned the "feeling" between myself and Shi Huaiya, and chose to accept the dirty, ugly, and copper-smelling 100 million.

In fact, before coming here, Father Poetry also prepared [-] Longmen Coins. After all, for him, problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

But after contacting Su Yun in person, Father Shi resolutely dismissed the idea of ​​giving him the money.

Let alone 100 million, a penny is impossible!

Meat buns beat dogs, at least they can be fed to dogs.

He gave the money to Su Yun, what if he used it to spoil his daughter?

Originally, the poet's father would not think in this direction.

People can't, at least they shouldn't.

But Su Yun told him, people can, at least try!

The poet's father didn't want Su Yun to post a "Thank you father-in-law for his support" circle of friends one night, and then locate it in a certain hotel, with a picture of him and his daughter on the bed.

I am only in my 40s this year, and I am not yet ready to replace the antihypertensive drugs with Jiuxin Pills.

"No!"

"Eh? Why? Are you worried that I will secretly harm your daughter?" Su Yun asked.

Father Shi resisted the urge to roll his eyes, you know it yourself.

After Su Yun was distressed for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he suggested: "How about this, we will be under the witness of Shi Huaiya tomorrow, and we will be the master! From now on, we will be brothers of the opposite sex. You are my eldest brother, and Shi Huaiya is my elder brother." My niece! Don't you feel relieved now?"

Father Shi's eyes darkened, and the driver in front quickly handed over the antihypertensive medicine again.

——No, after going back tonight, there will always be quick-acting heart-relief pills in the car.

No matter what he said now, he would not allow Su Yun and Shi Huaiya to be together.

Otherwise, sooner or later you will be pissed off.

Su Yun said displeased: "What kind of medicine are you taking? I'm telling you very seriously."

"Go away! You have such a big brain, please write a novel."

Rao couldn't help swearing with the self-cultivation of the poet's father, how could he develop his elders into his own big brother?

"Hey... I don't want it, writing a novel is a dead end." Su Yun said with a look of disgust, "I prefer to get something for nothing."

"That's why you're after my daughter?"

"I'm saying no... If you don't believe me, let's beg for help! Let's do it now, you can call me big brother!"

It was high, and the blood pressure was high again. Father Shi couldn't help asking: "How did Wei Yanwu recruit you to the Guard Bureau?"

What a good proposal, why don't you accept it? You think I'm young, but I think you're old... Su Yun saw that Poetry Father might not accept "begging for help" for the time being, and the dormitory will arrive soon, so prepare to After a few perfunctory words, I got out of the car and went back to wash and sleep.

"Okay, okay, I don't like Shi Huaiya, is that okay? Please rest easy, I won't like your daughter." Su Yundu saw the dormitory building and was about to get off the car.

"Why don't you like my daughter?" The poet asked back.

"Because, because she has a somewhat savage personality."

Su Yun made up a reason casually.

The father of the poem corrected: "This is called having personality."

Su Yun: ...

"Whatever you want, I'm going back to sleep."

Regardless of her personality or savagery, it has nothing to do with me anyway, Shi Huaiya will not sleep with her in the future, but the bed is fine.

The bed is good, the bed doesn't bother you, it's there when you want to sleep.

It won't say "I'll do it again" or "one more time" and it won't break your pelvis.

Human beings should give up women and spend more time with their own beds.

"Hope you remember what you said tonight."

Sitting in the car, Poetry Father looked at Su Yun's back and said.

"Oh~~"

Su Yun responded perfunctorily.

Suddenly a melodious bell sounded in the car, and Father Poetry answered the phone: "Hey, ma'am... I'm not, I'm not fooling around, I'm really doing business outside, if you don't believe me, I'll take a photo for you to see."

The mother of poetry said on the other end of the phone: "How do I know that you are not fooling me with old photos?"

"Is it okay if I let the driver talk to you?" Poetry father said.

"The driver's salary is paid by you, and he doesn't listen to you even if he says anything."

"Then I..."

Father Poem suddenly raised his head. Su Yun, who had left, turned back at some point and was looking at him outside.

"Hey! Talk! Talk! Are you guilty?!" There was a tigress roaring on the phone.

Su Yun showed an experienced smile: "It seems that you were caught by your wife when you went out to fool around last time."

"What nonsense are you talking about, you?!" Poetry father glared at him, and explained to the phone: "No, I was talking to a police officer from the Guard Bureau just now."

The mother of the poem did not believe it a hundred times: "Do you think I will still believe your nonsense?"

The poet's father was also a little annoyed: "Then what should I do? I'll give this little policeman my phone and let him talk to you, okay?"

"Okay, you give it."

"..."

"Why don't you give it? You don't have a guilty conscience, do you?"

Outside the car, Su Yun looked at Father Shi, smiled and raised an index finger.

Not 1000 yuan, not 1 yuan, but 100 million.

Although they just met today, Su Yun believed that there was a tacit understanding between him and Shi Huaiya's father.

The poet shook his head slightly.

It's good that he has money, but he can't be slaughtered like a big dog!

Blackmail is okay, please pay attention to the method and user experience.

Su Yun didn't say a word, took out his mobile phone, and played a small Dongguo movie on the full screen.

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Volume 97: Chapter 93.100 Take the [-] million and stay away from my daughter!

The heroine in the video yelled very hard. I believe that as long as the voice is turned on, Mrs. Shi Huaiya on the other end of the phone can hear it clearly.

Su Yun stretched out two more fingers, got three together, and then pressed down one.

The driver in front shrank his head, and he once again realized the dangers of society. Even his boss, if he didn't pay attention, would capsize in the gutter.

Poetry father bit the bullet, nodded, and handed the phone out of the car window.

If he had a clear conscience, he might still have a fling with Su Yungang, but...

I am ashamed!

Su Yun made an "OK" gesture, took the phone, and opened the video chat.

On the other end of the phone is a mask, to be precise, a woman is applying the mask.

"Hi sister, I'm Su Yun, a policeman from the Longmen Guard Bureau, where is Mr. Shi Huaiya's wife?" Su Yun asked after politely greeting her.

The mother of poetry took off the mask and said with a smile: "I am his wife, can't you tell if I put on the mask?"

Su Yundao: "Don't talk about wearing a mask, there is no mask now, if you don't tell me, I thought Shi Huaiya had a sister."

The mother of poetry said: "Can't it be my sister?"

Su Yun asked strangely: "But don't young women always pretend to be very mature?"

"Hahaha, you can really talk." The poet's mother smiled prettily.

Poem father: ...

Yes, he can talk, he is so good at talking, it looks like he has been trained in a group of women.

This on-the-spot reaction made him feel ashamed.

From a man's point of view, Su Yun is worthy of admiration and learning, but from a father's point of view, if Su Yun dares to touch his daughter, I will break his dog legs!

While Su Yun was chatting, he slowly moved the camera, allowing the poet's mother to "inadvertently" observe the surrounding environment and their positions.

By the way, he is worthy of the 100 million he gave him to praise the poet's father on the sidelines.

"It was really unlucky tonight. The team building was going well. Suddenly there was a fire alarm. We rushed to rescue people. Later, we found out that it was a fake fire alarm. The team building was over... I don’t have a car, I lost my wallet, and I’m going to walk back When I was in the dormitory, it was your husband who gave me a ride along the way."

True and false, false and true.

Even the father of poetry, who was the person who witnessed and led the poem, listened to Su Yun's words, but after thinking about it, he realized that Su Yun didn't say the whole thing.

But even if he went to investigate, he couldn't find any problems, because Su Yun didn't tell a lie, he only told a part of the truth.

"Oh, that's right, you really worked hard."

"Where is that? This is what our Guards Bureau should do, but you and your husband are really loving. It's past one o'clock in the morning, and they are still caring about each other." Su Yun opened his eyes and said nonsense.

The mother of poetry called from Chagang, and the father of poetry never mentioned his wife, so how could they care about each other?

"That's it...my daughter is back, let's not talk for now, you let him go home early."

"Good~"

The mother of poetry hung up the phone and looked up at Shi Huaiya who had just returned home.

"Who did you video with just now?" Shi Huaiya asked with some concern because she heard a familiar voice.

"A boy named Su~yun~." The mother of poetry bit the word "Suyun" deliberately, for fear that Shi Huaiya could not hear clearly.

But she then asked, "Why are you back today? Are you short of money?"

Shi Huaiya looked around: "I just came back to deal with some business, where is my dad? Are you fooling around again?"