Han Feifei Leng in situ, her delicate body trembling, pretty face pale. The red lips were wide open, because she was shocked, Han Feifei almost forgot to breathe.

A pair of beautiful eyes, staring at death, looking at the front of the road to step on the sky and that figure.

After a long time, but only issued a murmur.

"Ye... Ye Fan, Mr. Chu... Chu?"

"This... How could this be possible?"

Han Feifei murmured in a whisper. Suddenly, Han Feifei felt that all her strength had been taken away from her body, and then her delicate body trembled. With a full range of panic and surprise, she even directly spread out on the ground.

Not only Han Feifei is so, Han Hai on the side, the whole person is also like being struck by lightning.

Especially when he saw that Li Er, Shen 900 million and so on, they all worshipped Ye Fan and called him Mr. Chu. At that moment, Han Hai felt that the whole person was confused, his brain was blank, and his heart was full of waves.

How could he have never thought that an incompetent son-in-law, who was born in a poor family, had such a towering identity behind his seemingly cowardly appearance?

He did not expect that ye fan, whom they despised before, was really Mr. Chu?

Until now, Han Hai finally understood why Ye Fan said those words to him by the Cloud Lake?

he once wondered why Ye Fan, a country woodlouse, was incapable of son-in-law, despised sun's family, despised Sun Yuhao and despised everyone.

In fact, this is his confidence.

Just as Ye Fan said before, at this moment, Han Hai finally understood what kind of existence the man he despised?

For a time, Han Hai was filled with loss and self mockery.

He once tried his best to make Qiu Mucheng marry sun Yuhao, but only in order to get close to a powerful family and a big man.

But until now he realized that the real big man had always been by their side, and had always been his nephew and son-in-law.

Satire, great satire.

Han Hai tried his best, but he didn't expect such an end in the end.

Even Han Hai's father and daughter are like this, how can we talk about sun Yuhao.

If we say that the people who are present are not Han Feifei or Han Hai, but the young master of Sun family, sun Yuhao!

At this time, sun Yuhao, with a pair of eyes in his eyes, was staring at Ye Fan in front of him. His eyes were red and he was about to crack. His whole body was shaking.

No one can understand Sun Yuhao's mood now.

Is it tremor, frustration, or heartache?

Sun never dreamed that Mr. Chu, whom he admired most and regarded as an example and idol, would be ye fan? Is he the most disdain and loathing country woodlouse?

Two different identities, actually the same person?

He spent two hundred million to eat with his most despised loser?

The biggest absurdity of life is nothing but this!

Sun Yuhao laughed. The laughter was desolate, like the fallen leaves in autumn and the snow in the corner in winter. The laughter was full of self mockery and frustration.

"Ye Fan, Mr. Chu?"

"Ha ha ha ~"

"Ye Fan, Mr. Chu?"

"Ha ha ~"

...

SUN Yuhao was staggering with a sad smile. His brows and eyes were red, and he looked at the respected man in front of him.

At that moment, sun Yuhao only felt that life had played a huge joke on him!