1992: Showing off, instantly becoming a winner in life! (2)

Showing off, instantly becoming a winner in life! (2)

[ this is my son. He's five and a half years old this year. He's not that impressive, but he's less than two years older than Xiao Liuliu. ]2

There was also a photo of fan fan leaning on his shoulder at the back.

The photo was photoshopped, and there were even words on it.

[ my name is fan fan. Everyone says that I look exactly like my father. ]

It was a complete imitation of fan fan's first-person tone.

The two people in the photo looked exactly the same, and it was suffocating.

After fan Yu confirmed that there were no mistakes, he clicked send.

This message was not the end.

He stood in front of the French windows in the living room and slowly flipped through the phone numbers of the other people.

Yu Yuehan.

Tang yuansi.

Qi Yan.

Mo Yongheng.

No one was spared.

Not to mention these few men, even Nian Xiaomu, shangxin, tan bengbeng, and Zheng Yan had received similar messages.

The words were different, but the meaning was almost the same.

All of them were trying to show off that they were happy to be a father. Furthermore, they emphasized that fan fan was already five and a half years old!

What did five and a half years old mean?

It meant that fan yu had become a father earlier than any of them!

Those who had boasted in front of him that they had a daughter-in-law and a child were all slapped in the face..

Less than a minute after the text message was sent, the first call came.

It was Qi Yan.

Fan Yu took a look at the caller ID and was not surprised at all.

Qi Yan had always been a bystander who did not mind the fuss.

He was also the easiest to blow his top.

Fan Yu was already mentally prepared for Qi Yan to ridicule him for having a son out of thin air, crushing everyone and other jealous words.

His face was calm and the corners of his mouth held a smile.

He picked up the phone.

"Hahahahahahahahaha, Fan Yu, have you finally been provoked into a stupor? You actually started to imagine that you have a son. Hahahahahahaha, I'm dying of Laughter!"

"The photoshopped picture is not bad, you must have specially learned it, right?"? "It's really hard on you, you even thought of photoshopping a son for yourself. We're friends, forgive me for being blunt, but if you really have a mental problem, don't be afraid to treat it. Come and find me, I'll give you a 20% discount!"

"This picture of Father and son is really... Hahahahahahaha!"

On the other end of the phone, Qi Yan's convulsing laughter made fan Yu's eardrums hurt.

He could almost imagine the scene of Qi Yan laughing until tears streamed down his face.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Then, he cleared his throat.

He quietly waited for Qi Yan's laughter to stop.

"The picture is real. I'm not joking. My Son's name is fan fan, Fan Yu's fan. The name that the child's mother gave him. There's no need for me to explain the meaning of it, right?"

Qi Yan:"..."

Qi Yan's voice turned serious. "Are you serious?"

Not long ago, he had just become pregnant because of the Bengbeng incident, which had greatly agitated fan yu.

In just the blink of an eye, he had been turned around?

Furthermore, once fan Yu became a father, his son was already five and a half years old. This speed... Qi Yan would never be able to catch up to him in this lifetime!

"Real gold, real silver, real."Fan Yu opened his mouth in a manner that was as heavy as a thousand catties.

The more nonchalant he sounded, the more he struck a blow.

In the end, he even deliberately reminded Qi Yan.

"Oh right, my son is with me. He's handsome and smart. If you work hard to give birth to a daughter, we can arrange a child marriage."

Qi Yan:"..."

Who had a little princess who wanted to arrange a child marriage with someone else as soon as she was born?

Was there something wrong with his brain?

He was dreaming!

Scram!

Qi Yan was so mad that he did not even want to say anything and directly hung up the phone.

Needless to say, he could imagine that he had probably been so traumatized that he went to look for Tan Bengbeng to cry..

Fan Yu raised his head in satisfaction and continued to look at the scenery outside the window.

In less than three seconds, his phone rang again.

pqdm.com