Chapter 5 — I rely on the sound of my heart to lie down and win

He laughed contemptuously.

“Coming from a very low background, it's hard to blame the family for being uneasy.”

I bowed my head obediently.

“Father is right.”

【Old man, don't drag me into it. I just came to marry into a wealthy family, not to participate in the Fu family's large-scale moral werewolf game.】 Fu Huaishan's expression changed slightly. He didn't hear my heart. Very good. Currently the ability to read minds is limited to father and son. Pho Kinh Han suddenly spoke:

“I will not deliver.”

Pho Hoai Son squinted his eyes.

“Don't you want to know how your wife died?”

Pho Kinh Han was silent for two seconds.

“Want.”

“But I won't use the Deputy to exchange.”

As soon as the words ended, Mrs. Pho closed her eyes. It's like breathing a sigh of relief, but even more sad. Pho Hoai Son smiled coldly.

“Then just wait for Tham Vi to die in the police station, let the truth rot underground.”

Tham Vi shouted loudly:

“You dare!”

Pho Hoai Son turned around.

“Give it away.”

His men advanced. Pho Kinh Han did not stop him. I saw the hand hanging next to his body shaking slightly. At that moment, he was not like a cold-faced person in power. But more like a person who has been forced to get used to loss. The scolding in my heart temporarily stopped. 【Okay, today I won't call you an old man anymore.】 Pho Kinh Han sideways looked at me. There was a very faint emotion in the bottom of his eyes. Like snow falling on a burn. I moved my eyes.

“Kinh Han, are you okay?”

【Don't suddenly fall down. I haven't finished studying the inheritance process yet.】 Fu Jinghan: “…” Very good. The atmosphere has returned to normal. ## 06

“Dad, are you leaving?”

In the evening, Pho Tri Du stood on the second floor hallway and asked. I carried a glass of water and walked past, my steps stopped. Pho Kinh Han stood in front of the study door.

“No.”

Deputy Tri Du did not believe it.

"In my heart, I always want a divorce."

I almost spit water. 【Son, backstabbing is not like this.】 Pho Tri Du immediately turned around. I awkwardly raised the glass of water.

"I'm going out to drink water."

Pho Kinh Han looked at me.

“Come here.”

Me: “…” 【Done, Hong Mon Yen.】 In the study room, Pho Kinh Han pushed a black card in front of me. I'm wary.

“This is?”

“Paid money.”

I'm even more cautious.

“Why?”

【If you pretend to be kind or deceitful for no reason, you will still steal. Do you want me to seduce your father to get information? It's not impossible, but you have to pay more.】 Pho Kinh Han's temples twitched slightly.

“Compensation for the dress.”

I immediately accepted it.

“Thank you husband.”

【Husband is so generous! Husband lives to be a hundred years old! Husband, please try to live until the day I inherit the inheritance!】 Pho Kinh Han calmly said:

“I will try to live a little longer.”

My hands are stiff. This sounds like a warning. Pho Tri Du hugged a small pillow and squeezed in.

“I want to sleep with mom tonight.”

Pho Kinh Han:

“No way.”

Deputy Tri Thu:

“Why?”

Pho Kinh Han:

“She has to get up early tomorrow.”

Deputy Tri Thu:

“So you wake up early too.”

Pho Kinh Han:

“My sleeping appearance is very bad.”

Deputy Tri Thu:

“No!”

I was sandwiched between two people, smiling kindly.

“If you want to sleep, go ahead and sleep.”

【Stop fighting. My bed is two meters wide, sleeping an extra child is okay, but sleeping extra with his father is not. Your father looks like a refrigerator will take over Half the bed is gone.】 Pho Kinh Han's face turned black. Pho Tri Du hugged his pillow tightly, revealing a victorious expression. In the middle of the night, I was kicked awake three times. Pho Tri Du's sleeping form is really bad. One foot kicked me in the stomach, the other leg rested close to my face. I couldn't bear it anymore and hugged it back into the blanket.

“Good boy.”

【Any more kicks, I will sell you to your father to work overtime.】 Pho Tri Du dreamily hugged my arm.

“Don't go.”

My movements stopped. In the dream, the boy still frowned.

“She said… I killed my mother…”

My heart sank. I know the person he's talking about is Tham Vi. I gently patted the boy's back.

“It's not me.”

【Whoever blames the death of an adult on a child deserves to have his butt rotten.】 Pho Tri Du gradually calmed down. There were light footsteps outside the door. I raised my head and saw Pho Kinh Han standing by the door. He didn't step in. Just look at us. The lights weren't on, the light from the hallway fell on his shoulders, making him look very lonely. I suddenly thought, when Pho Tri Du lost his mother, he was very young. When Pho Kinh Han lost his wife, he was not sure how much more mature he had become. It's just that he's too good at being cold. It was so cold that no one dared to ask if he was in pain. 【Okay, I won't scold you tonight.】 Pho Kinh Han lowered his eyes. I added another sentence. 【More scolding tomorrow.】 He turned and left. The back seems a little softer.