Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

They were all his brother-in-law's backers, his wallet, and the Sky Supporting Pillar. Why did he flip the car when he was here?    

The key was that if brother-in-law could be fair, it would be fine. But he looked at Su Yujie and then looked at himself. A sister-in-law and a brother-in-law. How could the difference between them be so big?    

"Otherwise, who else can I find?"    

Mo Nan did not care about what he thought. He just opened his hands.    

Except for Tang Yu, of course he could find other drivers, such as Hee Mei or other second-generation rich kids who did not do anything serious every day.    

But after thinking about it, Tang Yu was the most suitable person to go.    

The first thing Hee Mei said was that he was going shopping with his girlfriend today. It was not appropriate to bring a woman with him. In addition, Woo Yue and the others did not know Bingqing and Tang Xin well, so it would be awkward if they came.    

Only Tang Yu had the most perfect identity. He was a natural tool person.    

Mo Nan quickly explained the reason.    

Even Tang Yu himself felt that it was impeccable, so he could only helplessly say,    

"Just today. The next time you call for me, I won't come even if I'm beaten to death..."    

"I'll look for other people next time."    

Mo Nan said indifferently.    

The car drove on and finally went to the office to pick up Tang Xin. When she saw her brother and Su Bingqing, she was stunned for a moment. When Su Bingqing said her reasons implicitly, Mo Nan was pulled out by her and she sat in the back by herself.    

The two women chatted happily along the way but Mo Nan was not involved.    

The entire day after that, Mo Nan and Tang Yu were reduced to tools. Fortunately, two men followed behind the two beauties. Although Tang Yu was a little young, he didn't attract too much jealousy.    

Mo Nan sighed and carried his shopping bag behind them. He was bored and started to secretly look for another way to cultivate the two ancient martial arts that he wanted to give to the Bai family and Gudu family.    

This was a boring process.    

However, it was not difficult for him.    

Thus, after a whole day of enjoying a warm and comfortable life with the two girls, he completed the adjustment work of the two ancient martial arts at the same time.    

He sent the two ancient martial arts to Bai Tianfeng and Gudu Qiang respectively and sent a message to Gao Ying.    

"The reward for the Bai family and Gudu family has been paid. If you have time, come to Wan City and visit the two families. Don't forget the agreement between you and me."    

"What are you doing?"    

Tang Xin, who had been holding Su Bingqing's arm in front of her, had actually been supporting the former all day. When the sky gradually turned dark, she helped Su Bingqing sit on a bench by the street and immediately ran over.    

"Nothing."    

Mo Nan quietly put away his phone and looked at her movement of holding her waist. He immediately smiled maliciously and said, "It's nothing.    

"Are you tired? How about I rub it for you?"    

"Stop it."    

Tang Xin was shocked. After slapping away the claw that was reaching for her, she looked around guiltily. "It's still on the street. Stop messing around."    

"So you're saying that you can do it when there's no one around?"    

Mo Nan's eyes lit up.    

Tang Xin obviously did not expect him to think that way. She snorted and said angrily, "There are only these things in your mind. I am not afraid of tiring you to death."    

After she finished speaking, she looked around and said, "Let's get down to business. It is getting late. Take Ms Su back first. I have Tang Yu to send me back. You don't have to worry."    

"Okay." Mo Nan looked up at the sky and agreed.    

Only Tang Yu, who had been silent for the whole day, groaned. "I thought you had forgotten about my brother."    

As soon as he finished speaking, his waist was pinched. He quickly said goodbye to Mo Nan and led his sister to the parking lot. The brother and sister went home together.    

Mo Nan turned around and saw Su Bingqing had already stood up after sitting for a while. He quickly walked two steps forward.    

"I'll help you."    

Mo Nan squinted his eyes and smiled.    

Su Bingqing did not refuse. After she handed her hand over, the two of them walked out of the commercial street together. That warm and fitting back seemed to walk all the way to the end of the road, accompanying each other until they were old...    

The couples passing by saw it and were extremely envious in their hearts.    

The bright moon hung high in the sky.    

It was late at night.    

When Mo Nan returned home with Su Bingqing in his arms, he gently looked at the sleeping figure beside him.    

Qingcheng.    

In a big villa near the mountain.    

Mu Hanyan held a pair of scissors and slowly trimmed a potted plant in front of her. She said absentmindedly,    

"This peace tree was originally very well grown, but it was not cleaned for a long time and it gradually grew askew. Grandpa Feng, do you think I can fix it back?"    

Behind them, Fong Laojiu looked at the girl in front of him lovingly. He was afraid that even Luo Guoping couldn't understand why Fong Laojiu, who had left the Luo family, would appear here.    

If he knew, he would definitely believe that his son's death was related to Mu Hanyan.    

Fong Laojiu knocked on the pipe in his hand on the soles of his shoes, then put some more tobacco on it and lit it up. He took a sip happily, shook his head, and grinned.    

"I've been practicing martial arts all my life and I don't know anything about these girls' toys. However, I know that with your identity as the precious pearl of the Mu family, a tree of peace has grown crooked. It's good that you lost it. Why are you still keeping it?"    

Forget about the girl in front of him, even if it was an ordinary family, a tree of peace wouldn't be worth much, right?    

Mu Hanyan's eyes lit up when she heard that, but she quickly shook her head in disappointment.    

I can't throw it away. Other than this one that can ensure my safety, the rest are all embroidered pillows. It's useless to look at it."    

"There's such a saying?"    

Fong Laojiu asked excitedly.    

Mu Hanyan did not want to talk anymore because their conversation was not on the same channel at all.    

She put in a lot of effort to fix it. But the more she looked at the Safe Tree, the uglier it became. She could not help throwing the scissors to the side angrily and ignoring it.    

After a while of silence, she hugged Fong Laojiu's arm and walked towards the sofa. When she sat down, she helped the old man make tea and asked softly,    

"So the Hee family is considered to have been destroyed?"    

"More or less."    

Fong Laojiu nodded.    

"That kid is already at the top of the storm. Now he has caused such a big problem. I really don't know how to write the word 'death'."    

"Because of what happened back then, I have not returned to the Feng family for a few years. It is time for him to experience the same experience."    

"He won't."    

Mu Hanyan did not seem to be worried and shook her head. She made a sound and intended to smile at Fong Laojiu.    

"He doesn't have as many worries as you do. You have the Feng family behind you, so you have to bear with it. You have to let him go. He is not the same. He has nothing to worry about other than the women in Wan City."    

Fong Laojiu rolled his eyes when he heard that.    

"You say that as if without the Feng family, I would dare to show my face again?"    

"Isn't that so?" Mu Hanyan smiled and passed by. "When I met you, you were covered in blood. Nothing was yours."    

"Oh."    

Fong Laojiu stopped talking. He knew that he was at the top of the world of ancient martial arts. No one could do anything to him except for other old men.    

However, after thinking about it carefully, he understood the meaning behind Mu Hanyan's words. He was immediately dissatisfied.    

"Stinky girl, are you implying that the kid is on the same level as me? This old man has dominated for decades. How can he, a little brat, compare to me?"