Fast time travel: The paranoid villain is sucking in my arms

"Then what should you do with your father? He cares about this company the most, how could he be willing to give the company to others?"

"I need my mother to stand by me and help me. Otherwise, my father will give the company's shares to his little lover and illegitimate son."

Nan Wanwan was getting tired of it, so this time she gave Nan's mother a strong dose of medicine.

Nan's mother couldn't give birth to a son for many years, and she only knew how to spend money outside, which was very boring, so Nan's father secretly found one outside her back.

This incident was discovered by Nan's mother accidentally.

In order to have more money to spend, Nan's mother bought all kinds of luxury goods and jewelry, but she could only endure it without having an attack.

Hearing this, Nan's mother was so anxious that she couldn't sit still.

"Quick! Wanwan, let's pack up quickly and then go to the prison to see your father!"

Nan Wanwan smiled coldly.

Everything is under her control.

When Nan Wanwan was planning all this, she had no idea that her movements were clearly visible to the little white wolf floating in the air.

Of course, it's just a virtual image.

Xiaobai turned around and reported to Nan Xiao.

"She can do whatever she wants. She has shares. Doesn't it mean that I don't have any?"

Nan Xiao was busy writing her graduation thesis and raised her head to give instructions.

"When she and that bitch go to the Nan Group to show off, you can inform me again. I'm going to increase the hatred points. I'm too busy now."

After saying that, I continued to write hard.

【……All right.】

Xiaobai, who was very bored and had no CP to rely on, floated to Han Mochen's side.

Han Mochen is in Han Yuan's room at the moment.

This discovery surprised Xiaobai.

Doesn’t it mean that the relationship between father and son is very bad?

Han Mochen and Han Yuan were sitting on the sofa, looking at each other across a table. Both of them were serious, as if they were in a meeting.

Han Mochen looked at the person opposite, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, but no hatred.

He said quietly: "I want to cure the disease."

Han Yuan seemed a little unbelievable, his eyes were stunned: "What did you say?"

Han Mochen explained: "I want to treat a disease, a psychiatrist, the most authoritative one, not a woman."

"Okay, okay, this is right. After the treatment, I will call you now." Han Yuan stood up excitedly, took out his mobile phone and went out to make a call.

The psychiatrists that the Han family had been looking for over the years were all in vain. Han Mochen didn't want to treat the disease at all, and punished himself in an almost masochistic way.

Some psychiatrists tried to hypnotize him, but he hypnotized him instead.

There is also a reason why psychiatrists do not want women.

Once, a female psychiatrist came over and lay on Han Mochen's bed before starting treatment, anxiously looking for something.

At that time, Han Yuan was on a business trip, and the old housekeeper directly called for the lunatic to be kicked out, and the bed was thrown away.

That incident also left a bit of a psychological shadow on Han Mochen.

Even now I don't want to see a female psychiatrist.

Han Mochen sat there motionless, his eyes cold and gloomy.

After the disease was cured, this shortcoming disappeared.

Anan should like him more, right?

If you like it more, you won’t be able to leave...

Thinking of this, the gloom in the young man's eyes disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curled up happily.

It was at this time that his eyes fell on a painting on the wall.

This painting occupies half of the wall and can be considered huge.

Han Mochen had never been to Han Yuan's room before, so naturally he didn't know there was such a painting in his room.

The person in the painting is none other than his mother.

Han Mochen came closer and looked at the painting blankly.

As his memory passed little by little, in fact, he could no longer remember what his mother looked like.

The woman in this painting is dancing gracefully in a beautiful swan dress, her eyebrows are gentle and graceful, she is smiling softly, and her eyes are like stars shining.

The memories in my mind became clear little by little.

Han Mochen thought of what happened when he was a child. The way his mother smiled at that time was also so gentle.

My mother loves to dance, and she dances very beautifully.

He often hides in front of the door frame and peeks. Of course, another annoying person hides in the door frame opposite him and also peeks secretly.

Two figures, one large and one small, all stared quietly at the beauties dancing in the room.

"Doesn't it look good?"

"Uh-huh."

Han Yuan looked proud and said, "No matter how beautiful she is, she is still my wife, not yours."

Little Achen didn't understand: "Then where is my wife?"

"Your wife?" Han Yuan smiled, deliberately teasing him, "The fairy who is as beautiful as your mother and can dance is your wife."

Little Achen's eyes lit up instantly, with deep anticipation in his eyes.

Han Yuan said seriously again: "Boy, let me remind you, you are now six years old, and you are considered half an adult. You can't pester your mother all the time. You have to learn to sleep alone, you know?"

Little Achen's big ignorant eyes blinked lightly, and his voice was soft and soft: "Three sixty-eight, stinky dad, you can get such a simple question wrong. What mom said is indeed right, you are just a stupid pig.

"

"Hey, you brat..."

Han Yuan's voice alarmed the woman in the room. She stopped instantly and walked out to check.

"What's wrong?"

Han Yuan said: "It's okay, I just taught Achen how to do arithmetic problems."

Little Achen put her hands on her hips and stared at him angrily, as if she was accusing him of lying.

Han Yuan ignored him, he only saw beauty, even if it was a cold beauty.

"that……"

Han Yuan raised his hand and touched the back of his head, his voice a little nervous: "We are going to have a candlelight dinner today, what do you... think?"

She said calmly: "For no reason, why are you having a candlelight dinner?"

"Just... we negotiated a big project today, and I want to celebrate."

"Okay, let's go then."

She still had that cold expression, letting her slightly messy hair down and hanging it casually behind her head.

There is a kind of fresh and refined beauty, but it is still beautiful without even realizing it.

Han Yuan was stunned on the spot.

The two were in a business marriage and had been married for several years, but they still had very little intimate time. She had a cold temperament and didn't like to talk. Han Yuan rarely talked to her because of work reasons.

She was beautiful and good, he had always known that.

But he has never been able to truly feel the eager and surging love in his heart like now.

Han Yuan was not a person who could be calm and restrained. He immediately stepped forward, picked the person up and spun him around in circles.

"I'm really happy today. I signed a big contract..."

He did not dare to express his full love and could only blame it on his career success.

In fact, this is what he was thinking about.

He is really lucky to be able to marry such a beautiful person.

Han Yuan's move really startled the woman, and she subconsciously grabbed his neck to prevent herself from falling.

Feeling the close contact between their skins, she and him had never been like this before.

The roots of her ears were instantly flushed.

She punched Han Yuan's shoulder with her fist and said with a cold face: "Put me down quickly."

Han Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Little Achen was also jumping up and down next to her, shouting anxiously: "Put mom down quickly!"

He had never seen Han Yuan behave like this before. The child was simple-minded and thought he was going to abandon his mother.

The more the two of them said this, the more rebellious Han Yuan became.

In his heart, he also wanted to take this opportunity to hug her for a while, so he didn't listen to the two of them.

He hugged her and spun her around several times, laughing in a deep and hearty voice, looking very happy.

"Hahaha--"

The shy expression of the woman in his arms was not noticed by this crazy person.

In the end, little Achen was so angry that he burst into tears before he was willing to give up.

Thinking of this, Han Mochen touched the painting with his slender white fingers, and a warm smile appeared in his eyes.

"Doesn't it look good?"