The sleeping agent of the mysterious deskmate

After more than a month of legal quagmire, Yang Zhiming finally came to an end.Although the lawyer team and his own persistence avoided prison, he also faced a huge fine. After paying the fine, he was almost penniless.

Even if Yang Zhiming refused to say anything to Yang Yifan, Yang Yifan could understand his situation from various news reports.

Looking at Yang Zhiming who suddenly looked like a teenager, Yang Yifan handed him the blue passbook, "I don't need this, I will return it to you."

Yang Zhiming pushed his hand away: "If I give it to you, I will give it to you. Dad will not take it back. It's just that Dad really wants to ask you for something."

Yang Yifan: "What?"

Yang Zhiming: "There is a mountain in your mother's legacy, can you lend it to me?"

Yang Yifan knew about that mountain. His grandfather used to be a developer of scenic spots. After he got old, he left a huge mountain in his hometown for his seclusion in his later years.

Yang Yifan often spent summer vacation in the mountains when he was a child, but after his grandparents passed away, he never went there again.

He thought that Yang Zhiming would use it to continue to develop leisure and entertainment scenic spots, villa areas, etc., so he didn't object: "Yes, it's idle anyway."

Yang Zhiming smiled: "Thank you Xiaofan, I want to plant a tea garden on that mountain."

"Tea garden?" Yang Yifan wondered, "Do you need funds?"

Yang Zhiming hesitated with one hand, then reached out and rubbed Yang Yifan's head. He hadn't had such close contact with his father for so many years. Yang Yifan resisted but did not avoid it.

"You don't have to worry about Dad, I sold the real estate and collections under my name, which is enough for the rest of my life." Yang Zhiming paused and continued:

"Fang Chen is indeed someone who can be entrusted to you. The Puwen couple are also very kind to you. You can go to the mountains with their father to work on the tea garden at ease. So I will hand over your custody to the Puwen couple, is that okay?"

Yang Yifan snorted lightly: "Are you planning to be my father?"

Yang Zhiming hastily explained: "Xiaofan, that's not what I meant. The tea plantation business probably won't be finished in a year or so. And you still have a year to come of age. Legally, someone must keep the inheritance left by your mother. Dad actually wants to ask them to keep these for you.

Originally, I wanted to give it to your uncle in New Zealand, but now I think it would be more appropriate to give it to the Purvins. "

After Fang Chen was deliberately kidnapped by Zhang Li in order to save Xiaofan last time, Yang Zhiming understood that Fang Chen was trustworthy.Later, when they learned that Puwen and his wife had changed the name of the 40% stake in Mingshen they bought into Yang Yifan's name, they were shocked for a long time.

Pu Wenrui told him that this was just a meeting gift for Fang Chen's boyfriend and future partner as Fang Chen's parents, to show their welcome and love for Xiaofan.

While Yang Zhiming is completely relieved of them, he is also thankful that Mingshen, which he founded, has returned to his son's hands after many twists and turns. When Xiaofan grows up and is capable, he can continue to operate.

Yang Yifan's face flushed slightly. During this period of time, because of Yang Zhiming's lawsuit, he and Fang Chen had been to Jingshan several times, and Fang Chen was very clingy. In Yang Zhiming's eyes, the relationship between the two was as close as glue.

Yang Zhiming continued: "I will leave after your birthday tomorrow. The mobile phone signal in the mountains is not good. You may not be able to contact me, but I will call you regularly."

Yang Yifan understands that what happened during these days has hit Yang Zhiming too hard, and he really needs to take a short rest.

After leaving Jingshan and getting into the car, I received a call from Fang Chen: "Fanfan, where are you?"

Holding the phone, Yang Yifan leaned against the back seat of the car: "I just left Jingshan, I'll go to your house in a while."

There was silence on the phone.

Yang Yifan: "Huh? Fang Chen? What's going on?"

Fang Chen asked unhappily: "Where do you think you are going?"

Yang Yifan rolled his eyes in his heart: "Back, we, we, home!"

Fang Chen: "Hmph, that's about the same. Don't say anything wrong in the future."

Yang Yifan:......

Fang Chen: "I have good news, I will tell you when you come back."

"Can't you say no now?"

"No, wait until you come back."

Yang Yifan hung up the phone with a smile in his eyes, who knows what Fang Chen is doing again.These days, he can always come up with some surprising tricks.

After returning home from school on Friday, the villa was filled with flowers and the bed was covered with roses, or the lights of the villa were turned off to have a candlelight dinner for two, and even once when watching the stars on the top floor of the villa, dazzling fireworks were suddenly set off in the sky.

Although naive, it can bring surprises every time.

He knew that Fang Chen was making up for the regrets of his previous life.

During this period of time, he also remembered more things from his previous life, almost all of which he pestered Yichen, asking him to accompany him to the market and watch lanterns, but Yichen always refused him with a cold face.

After all, he shoulders the fate of his family and has the pressure and helplessness of ordinary people.Even if you like yourself, you hide it in your heart and dare not let others know.

Until he succeeded in making him lose his mind, but it also became the beginning of the disaster for the two of them.

Fang Chen gave up everything and eloped with himself.The humiliated Duke's Mansion, the angry Emperor, and the century-old Fang Mansion that was affected by disasters would not let the two of them go.

Even though the two fled thousands of miles away, they still didn't bring out three parties to hunt them down.

Yang Yifan would still shed tears every time he thought of how Yichen would collapse in a pool of blood exhausted after killing all the pursuers in order to protect him.

He wiped his eyes. This is from a difficult life, and both of them cherish it very much.

Back home, Fang Chen couldn't wait to pull him upstairs, and handed him a bunch of documents: "Fanfan, I'm your guardian now."

Yang Yifan:......

They were all things that Yang Zhiming entrusted Puwen and his wife to keep them. It is estimated that Fang Chen's parents handed them all over to Fang Chen. It is really unreliable and not trustworthy at all.

Yang Yifan scoffed at him: "It's just helping to keep things, what kind of guardian."

"It's counted by the law, so this year, you have to listen to me, otherwise Dad won't give you money." Fang Chen threatened him by pulling his hand.

Yang Yifan: "I don't care."

It is true that the money in Yang Yifan's own account is enough for him to squander at will.

Fang Chen changed the method. He picked up his mobile phone and transferred a sum of money to Yang Yifan: "If you are obedient, Dad will give you so much every month."

Yang Yifan thought of Fang Chen's agreement with Yang Zhiming, and threatened, "If I break up with you, I can get all your property."

Fang Chen turned his body around him from behind, buried his face in his neck, sucked and bit, and asked in a muffled voice: "Are you willing?"

Yang Yifan shrunk his neck to hide from itching, Fang Chen didn't let him go: "You will be punished for talking nonsense..."

After a while, Yang Yifan's whole body went limp, and Fang Chen's strong arms wrapped around his waist before he managed to stop.

His ears were bitten, and all the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned. Fang Chen used his hands, mouth, teeth, and tongue to bully people carefully, "You still dare to break up with me?"

"No... Just kidding..."

"I am your someone."

Yang Yifan didn't have the nerve to answer, and immediately felt the punishment of Fang Chen's light bite, and the hand that was pinching his body was also slightly exerted.

"Fang Chen..." Yang Yifan shrank his body and shouted softly as if begging for mercy. At this time, he would finally obey him, praying for some rewards instead of suffering.

"If you don't answer well, there is no candy."

In Yang Yifan's confused mind, he was trying to think of an answer that would make him happy: "Guardian, guardian..."

"anything else?"

"Male, boyfriend."

"Call husband."

Yang Yifan: ... "Fang Chen... hurts."

Because he couldn't say this embarrassing title all the time, he was treated gently because he was bullied and shed tears, and was finally allowed to be released.

With red eyes, Yang Yifan unbuttoned his shirt and trousers, and by the way glared at someone who was wiping his hands.

A certain person turned around and came back to hug him, slipping his hand into his shirt dishonestly, "Be more obedient in the future."

Yang Yifan knocked off his hand, "Stop making trouble, go away."