"Master, let me see our son."

"This renegade son, restraining himself is the greatest tolerance." Fang Tianming glanced at the tearful Saha's wife and said angrily: "It's twenty-one, and he's still causing trouble everywhere, and he even appeared at the banquet with a bruised face after being beaten. You said to put my father's face there!"

"Master, please forgive him, he will definitely change it next time." Han Juan begged.

"Change? When will it be changed? Will it be changed after this family has been defeated for her?" Fang Tianming said angrily, "You are not allowed to let him out, or you will be locked in together."

After a while, he frowned and sighed: "If he can keep up with Wen Yu halfway, it will be fine."

"But he, after all, is not our own." Han Juan stepped forward and whispered.

"So what? Whoever has the ability to take on the family will hand over the property to whoever." Fang Tianming said angrily:

Fang Tianming touched his head and sighed softly: "Although that kid is not our own, if he is willing to come back and help me, I will give him half of the property."

Han Juan's color changed in vain, and she wanted to hand over half of her property to outsiders, which was undoubtedly cutting her flesh.

"Zihao, he is just having fun occasionally." Han Juan said.

As soon as the words fell, Fang Tianming immediately said to Lei Ting: "It's all your pet, you still have the face to say it." After speaking, he walked away.

Han Juan, who fell on the sofa, watched her husband leave, and quietly walked through the back door to the utility room where her son was being held.

Seeing Han Juan, Leaning outside the door, Liang Youjin hurriedly stood up straight.

"Open the door!" Han Juan glanced at him and said coldly.

Liang Youjin hesitated, but the master had instructed that this door should not be opened by anyone except himself.

Han Juan glared at him fiercely and said, "Are you deaf? Can't listen to what I say?"

"But the master said that no one can open this door except him."

"Mother, mother." Fang Zihao shouted piercingly when he heard his mother's voice, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

Han Juanji pointed angrily and said, "Don't you even listen to what I said?"

Youjin knew how powerful she was, so she could only obediently take out the key.

"Who asked you to open the door, be careful with your heads!" Suddenly a thunderous voice sounded from his ears.

When Han Juan saw that the angry master was standing beside her, she couldn't help choking.

Fang Tianming glanced at his wife and said, "Confinement for a week! No one will be released without my permission!"

"Master!" Hearing the master's words, Han Juan couldn't help but burst into tears. It was originally said to be three days, but now it has to be closed for a week. How can the son who has been spoiled since childhood bear it?

Fang Zihao inside got angry when he heard it: "You old turtle, you want to keep me locked up for a week? You might as well just kill me."

Fang Tianming's face was ashen with anger, and he said with trembling: "Listen, this is the good son you educated!" Seeing his innuendo eyes, Han Juan hurriedly said: "Son, don't talk about it, after all, he is your dad!"

"He's not my father, I don't have such a father!" He said, hiding his anger and feuding: "Besides taking care of me, eating and living, what have you given me as a father? Have you ever cared about me?"

Fang Tianming looked at him blankly, shook his head, and left in pain. If it wasn't his only bloodline, he really wanted to cut off all ties with him.

Seeing her husband walking away, Han Juan slammed on the door and shouted, "Son, stop talking, your father is gone!"

"Mother, you come to judge, if I make a mistake, he can't lock me in the woodshed. There are many mosquitoes, and there is no place to sleep. It seems that I am not his own."

"That brother of yours isn't his own!" Look at the brothers guarding the door, Han Juan waved them away.

"What?" Although it was an angry remark, the mother's answer surprised him.

"Mother, what did you say? Isn't my brother biological?"

Facing her son's questions, Han Juan was much more calm. When she knew that her husband had the idea of ​​handing over the family business to Fang Wenyu, she always wanted to tell her son a secret, so that the son could guard against it and prevent the good family business created by the Qian family from falling into the hands of others inside.

"I tell you, but you can't tell your brother!" Han Juan said cautiously: "You can't tell this secret until one day when you take charge of the Fang family's property."

"Knowing mother, I will be tight-lipped!" Qian Zihao swears to answer. Knowing that there is a secret at home, he is somewhat looking forward to it.

"Your eldest brother, he was picked up by your father and I on the way." Han Juan recalled: "I was married to your father for five years at that time, and I had no children. One day I went out with your father. When I came back from Fuzhou, I heard the cry of the child, walked towards the direction I looked, and saw the baby lying on the ground, waving her little hand, I will discuss with your father to take it home."

"It turns out that my brother is really not my brother?!" Fang Zihao said: "No wonder that boy Pang Le keeps saying that we are not only dissimilar in appearance, but also have huge differences in personality."

"What? What Liu Le said."

"Yeah, who would dare to comment on our family." The Pang family and the Fang family are friends, and Liu Le and Fang Zihao are also friends who have played together since childhood.

"What did he say?"

"He said he was as dull as a log, and I was as lively as a genie."

"He said you were the Demon King of Chaos, right?"

Fang Zihao raised his head with a smug look, derogating from the words, "Mother, how did you know that? Yes, he usually talks about me like this, Demon King of Confusion, I like it!"

"I can tell you, you are not allowed to tell others about this, you have to be known by your father, be careful with your skin."

"Got it, mother. I decided not to tell anyone else. It was he who took away my father's love for me!" Fang Zihao said fiercely.

"That's right, remember, although Fang Wenyu is teaching outside now, he can't guarantee that he will come back to fight with you for the family property that day." Han Juan urged: "You must guard against him."

"I won't let him succeed. After I go out, I will drive him out of Fang's house!"

"Yes, this is my mother's good son." Han Juan outside the door replied happily. Ever since she had a young son, she has always regarded Qian Ziwen as a thorn in the flesh, and she has to pull it out quickly!

At this moment Fang Zihao in the firewood room was full of hatred: "Han Shaoping is always against me too."

"Your cousin Shaoping is from your own family. You have to learn more from him." Han Juan said slightly: "Everything he does is for the Zhu family. Then don't treat others badly."

Fang Zihao pouted: "But why do I think he has some conspiracy?"

"What kind of conspiracy will he have?" Han Juan smiled and said, "I believe in my mother's vision." Her nephew is not only diligent, but also has a strong ability to do things, and it is also a capital for her to show off with other wives.