In 1997, a poor boy was watching the scene in a nightclub, smoking a cigarette, squatting on the ground, tying the shoelaces of a cold-faced teenager.
The boy, about seventeen years old, was drawing without raising his head. What was placed next to him was not painting materials but more than half a month's salary of Zhang Yipan.
The brother scolded him: "Are you so fucking obsessed? You use an oil bottle as your treasure."
Zhang Yipan raised his head and laughed: "You know nothing! He is my uncle!"
When Zhang Yipan was seven years old, his mother died and his father sent him back to his mother's family. There he met his six-year-old uncle. Grandpa and grandma were always fighting, so his uncle would hold him in his arms and huddle in the corner.
My uncle had some mental problems, but he was so good-looking that he was sent as his son-in-law by his grandfather. Zhang Yipan stole the person out, got on the train south overnight, and worked as a nightclub security guard to make a living.
Later, the little security guard struggled all the way and became a ruthless figure who stirred up troubles in the business world. He wanted money, status, and beauty... Except for his uncle, he wanted no one.
It's a pity that Qing Shui doesn't understand what love is, at least Zhang Yipan doesn't think he does. Until his partner forced him to have a little beauty, he saw Qing Shui losing control...
Extremely possessive •A cold-faced beauty is raped ruthlessly •A boss who controls his wife
Ps: In the 1990s, Gong was one year older than Shou, and they were not related by blood.
Intention: The road is twists and turns, the future is bright
