Chapter 871

"Fang Yang, kneel down, call me Foster Father, from now on, you are my foster son."

"Ha? Is something wrong with your brain?"

Fang Yang, who heard this, was simply shocked. He stood up suddenly and scolded Li Zimu.

"It's not like you don't have a son, why are you looking for a foster son!"

Saying this, seeing Li Zimu still smiling, he was extremely angry and left indignantly.

(Haha, being forced by others to call Dad, Brother Yang's experience is quite wonderful.)

(Who says it isn't? Does any normal person dare to act out this plot? Just because of Big Shot Li Zimu's words, I forwarded this live stream!)

(Oh right, forward, forward, forward immediately, I also want my friends to see!)

In an instant, a wave of forwarding swept through the live stream room, which undoubtedly made the difficulty of the police officers' review soar.

"... This is, what are you going to do?"

Fang Yang backed away slowly until he retreated to the room, guarding against the danger in front. Fang Yang tilted his head and asked Li Zimu, who was drinking tea.

"It doesn't mean anything, just let you call me Dad."

Li Zimu raised his eyebrows and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"Uh, Sister, when did Dad start joking?"

On the side, Li Wunian asked Li Wuyou secretly. After all, since childhood, he had been more doted on Li Wuyou, and more serious to him. He had never seen such a smiling joke.

Does this prove that Li Zimu is in a good mood?

"What? You, you..."

Fang Yang was shocked. What kind of ghost reason is this? Isn't this clearly just playing with him?

Fang Yang wanted to resist, wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't say anything, which was very angry.

"What me? Call! Otherwise, kowtow is fine, I'll just take it as you being shy and embarrassed."

Li Zimu chuckled, thoughtfully choosing for Fang Yang... a ghost! Isn't it just letting you be Dad in the end?

Also, who is shy! I clearly, damn! Damn!

Fang Yang covered his face, felt for the stool and sat down, then sat in silence.

"Oh? Don't rush, think about it slowly."

"You have a son, why do you want me to be your son?"

Fang Yang didn't understand. If you like sons, why not just give birth to one yourself? Could it be that you have some strange hobby?

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"The reason, hmm, I like it, that's it."

Li Zimu smiled again, really having no temper.

Laugh to death, who dares to have a temper! Such a big gun is pointing at his head, saying that maybe the next moment it will dirty the floor.

"You might as well kill me, I don't have the hobby of calling people Dad when I see them."

For a long time, Fang Yang took down his hands covering his face, as if he had figured something out, his tone was exceptionally firm.

"Oh? Aren't you afraid of your parents?"

"Alright, no need to say anything else. If they are really in your hands, is it necessary to be so troublesome? Just threatening me with them is enough."

Fang Yang spread his hands. Besides, his parents went abroad for tourism, and even he didn't know where his parents were, so how could others know.

"Indeed, I'm just using them to scare you. Then, what about Li Hui? If I say, if you don't agree, her little life will..."

Li Zimu was meaningful, giving Fang Yang enough room for imagination.

"What! Dad, umph..."

On the side, Li Wuyou was about to speak, but her little mouth was covered by Li Wunian, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.

Looking at Li Zimu's eyes, it seemed to be telling Fang Yang, you haven't seen my attitude toward her? Do you think I care about her?

Fang Yang clenched his palms. He didn't dare to gamble. After all, Li Hui was different from his parents, completely under Li Zimu's control.

"Heh, hehe, hahahaha! Good, very good!"

Fang Yang stood up laughing, looking a bit crazy.

"Good Foster Father, there's no need to use the boss to talk about things, right?"

Seeing Fang Yang kneel and kowtow to call Dad in one go, Li Zimu was stunned. This, this is too smooth, right?

Looking at the old man who lost his target and held a gun, he even doubted whether his eyes were sick, until he glanced at Fang Yang kneeling below. Oh, it's fine, put away the weapon.

"So fast!"

Li Wunian was surprised. These movements couldn't even be seen!

(Good! Brother Yang's bottomless line has refreshed my cognition again! I call Brother Yang the strongest!)

(Damn! Real-life Old Gao!)

(What, what! Brother, tell me in detail.)

"Good, since that's the case, then stay here and continue cooking for your brother and sister, okay? Oh right, only weekends are needed, they are still in school."

Now Li Zimu's request, Fang Yang could only try his best to satisfy. After all, no one could say when his mood would change for the worse.

"Then... I'll come back around the weekend?"

Fang Yang smiled bitterly. Now, he not only had an extra Dad, but also two little ancestors. If they were unhappy, he would be the one punished.

"Of course no problem. By the way, the conditions I mentioned still count. Tomorrow, you can go out freely."

While Li Zimu was speaking, he took a handbag from the old man who was holding the gun just now.

"Here, these are all for you."

The black bag was placed on the table, pushed hard, and stopped steadily in front of Fang Yang.

"This is..."

Fang Yang frowned and opened it, only to find three property certificates and a bunch of keys inside. According to his experience.

These were all car keys and house keys.

"This... is it necessary?"

Fang Yang frowned. Is he really spending money on him?

"Of course it's necessary. Children grow up and always have to go out. Of course, there will still be your room here."

Li Zimu seemed not to understand the true meaning of Fang Yang's question, answering as if he were playing dumb.

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"You know I didn't mean that."

Fang Yang was speechless, but Li Zimu insisted on giving it, and he didn't dare not accept it. And, first intimidation then sweet dates, is it really necessary?

But Li Zimu smiled without saying a word, and Fang Yang couldn't force him. After all, he was someone else's son now~

"Brother!"

"Big Brother."

Li Wuyou said happily, looking at Fang Yang's eyes as if they were glowing!

Li Wunian followed closely. Although he didn't understand the reason for Li Zimu doing this, he just needed to obey.

"Alright, next, you young people go play, don't accompany this old man."

Li Wunian and the other wanted to say something, but were interrupted by Li Zimu.

"Master, you, today, are in a good mood."

The white-haired old man was the only one who didn't leave, obviously still having something to say to the other party.

"Oh? Is it that obvious?"

Li Zimu chuckled, not expecting his emotions to be so obvious.

"Sigh, Wuyou, I only like her to grow up happily. As for Wunian, he is too soft-hearted and cannot carry the heavy responsibility."

Listening to Li Zimu's narration, the white-haired old man just listened quietly without speaking.

"Hey, Old Bai, tell me, can this kid Fang Yang compare to the descendants of those guys?"

"Fang Yang? Hard to say. This kid doesn't know if he's iron-headed or ready to die. Anyway, he always gives me a strange feeling."

Old Bai pondered slightly and gave an impartial evaluation.

"Is that so? Strange. However, no matter what, he is my foster son now, whether he is willing or not."

"Yes, but, what if he is, intentionally entering here?"

Hearing this, Li Zimu put down the teacup and pondered slightly before speaking.

"You mean, the police?"

"It doesn't matter. I don't need to know whose side he is on, as long as he can protect the two siblings after I die, that's enough." ===== CHAPTER 872 =====