Han Sanqian bought a mountainside villa to give Su Yingxia a better morning running environment. However, after becoming pregnant, Su Yingxia had already left the matter of morning running. Of course, she cannot be blamed for being lazy, but reality no longer allows her to do so.

Nowadays, as a mother, Su Yingxia has too many things to be distracted, so she doesn't care about this matter.

At six o'clock in the morning, there was no need to call the alarm, and Han Sanqian woke up. This was a habit that he had developed over the years.

Looking at the sleeping Su Yingxia, Han Sanqian carefully put on his clothes and left the villa.

The air in the villa area of ​​Gentingshan is still the best in Yuncheng. Now, because Han Sanqian lives here, the price of the villa area has long doubled, and it has no market value, because many people hope to spend a lot of money to become Han Sanqian's neighbor, but how could people who originally lived here give up this original advantage for the sake of money?

Going up the mountain road, Han Sanqian had run with Su Yingxia many times. Now he has returned to his hometown and many memories have come to his mind. Han Sanqian doesn't know how long this kind of life can last, so he can only try his best to seize the current time and become a competent husband and father.

When you arrive at the top of the mountain, the feeling of the cold wind invades makes people feel uncomfortable, and it is like a knife blowing on your face.

"Huh!" Han Sanqian thought that only he would ask for trouble in the middle of winter, but he didn't expect that there was still a person standing on the top of the mountain.

Walking forward, Han Sanqian discovered that the other party was an old man, with his long white beard and looked like an immortal, like an old god descending from the sky.

"Old man, aren't you afraid of the cold in the middle of winter?" Han Sanqian asked.

The old man smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I am a young man, with a national defense body. What does this cold mean? You can't compare with me." Han Sanqian said.

The old man stroked his beard and turned to look at Han Sanqian and said, "Does he have to hide at home when he is old?"

Han Sanqian didn't expect that the old man was still stubborn, so he would definitely be unhappy to say so, so he quickly said, "I don't mean that, you just have to think about your own health. If you have a cold, it will be bad."

Of course, Han Sanqian was not afraid of offending him, but did not want to be serious with an old man.

"My body..." Before I could say anything, the old man couldn't help but sneeze and could only take back all the things he was about to say.

"In the face of time, I have to bow my head, you might as well go down the mountain quickly." Han Sanqian said with a smile.

The old man looked embarrassed. The wind on the top of the mountain was indeed a bit beyond his imagination, but his purpose of finding Han Sanqian had not yet achieved it, so he could not just leave.

"I……"

"Old man, it's really a bit too cold, I'll go down the mountain first." Han Sanqian said that, and turned around and left.

The old man stood there in a daze, watching Han Sanqian's back walking away, and then came to his senses.

"Old man, I was waiting for you early in the morning. The young man now can't even stand the cold wind!" After saying that, the old man sneezed again, shivered all over, and quickly pulled up his collar.

Back to the villa, He Ting and Jiang Yingying have already gotten up and prepared breakfast. This time is no problem in summer, but it is unnecessary to get up so early in winter.

"Aunt He, you can get up late. Now in winter, no one will get up so early to have a meal." Han Sanqian said to He Ting.

He Ting smiled and said, "It's not a bad thing to prepare early, it's very cold outside, come and have some hot porridge."

Han Sanqian was about to go to have porridge when the doorbell suddenly rang.

At this time, who will come to your home?

Han Sanqian thought of Mo Yang at the first time. He dared to disturb him at such an early time.

However, after opening the door, Han Sanqian found that the person standing outside the door was the old man on the top of the mountain.

There are rules for private territories in the villa area of ​​Genting Mountain. If he was a person living here, it would be impossible not to know about this.

"Old man, are you asking me for trouble?" Han Sanqian asked in confusion.

"You bastard, you have no patience at all, I haven't finished speaking yet." The old man looked cursing.

"What do you want to say?" Han Sanqian looked puzzled. Could this old man be waiting for him on the top of the mountain? If so, he should know his identity. How dare he talk to him in this tone?

"Can you let me in first? I, an old man, suffer from the cold. Do you have the heart to bear it?" said the old man.

Han Sanqian was amused and crying. This old man had a bad temper. Moreover, he was not forced to go to the top of the mountain to get cold, so why did it seem that he was wrong?

"Okay, come in first." Han Sanqian made way.

When the old man walked into the house, He Ting was holding a bowl of steaming rice porridge, which was prepared for Han Sanqian, but he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. He walked over and held it in his hand.

He Ting looked at Han Sanqian in confusion.

Han Sanqian shook his head at her, and He Ting stopped asking more questions.

"It's so comfortable." After a bite of porridge, I felt warm all over my body. The old man looked like he was enjoying himself. Then he took a second sip.

Han Sanqian dared to be so arrogant in the villa on the mountainside, and he really couldn't think of what role this old man was. In Yuncheng, no matter who saw him, he had to be trembling. How could he act so unscrupulously like him?

After he drank all the bowl of porridge, Han Sanqian asked: "What do you want to say to me?"

The old man returned to his previous mysterious appearance, but his performance made Han Sanqian feel like a charlatan, and it seemed that he should be sarcastic about the mystery next.

"Give you a chance to change the world, what do you want to turn it into?" said the old man.

Sure enough, this old guy is not a good person. Han Sanqian's first instinct was that he was going to start fooling him. Han Sanqian was too lazy to even talk to him about such a person.

"Old man, let's see what the world is like first." Han Sanqian finished speaking, walked to the door and opened the door.

The old man thought Han Sanqian wanted to talk about his views on the world, so he walked to the door and asked, "What do you think, tell me."

"You go out first." Han Sanqian said.

The old man did not doubt that he was there. He took another step forward, and this step happened to walk out the door.

With a slam, the door was ruthlessly closed.

The old man was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "Damn, the young man now..."

In the villa, He Ting asked Han Sanqian: "Is he the one who lives here?"

"Just a charlatan. If he comes again in the future, he will directly let the security department bombard him." Han Sanqian said.

He Ting nodded and remembered this sentence in her heart.

Outside the door, the cold wind was bleak. The old man stroked his white beard and smiled bitterly. The helm of the four gates of Apocalypse was actually locked out of the door. If this was passed back to Apocalypse, he would not laugh at those people's big teeth.

"Fortunately, this incident was not seen by others. This brat will settle the score with you in the future." After that, the old man quickly left. While walking, he was also swearing and complaining about the weather.

Han Sanqian returned to the room. Su Yingxia was awake and was feeding Han Nian. The little girl enjoyed eating, and her little face was so pink that it made people want to kiss her.

After dawn, many cars were parked at the gate of the villa area of ​​Yundingshan. In less than half an hour, the entire road was full of vehicles, and those people surrounded the gate of the villa area, and they were crowded with ants, like groups of ants.

"Han Sanqian's influence is so great. These people are here to please him."

"That's what kind of person is Han Sanqian? In Yuncheng now, he says second, who dares to say first?"

"I think a few years ago, our Yuncheng regarded him as a coward. Who would have thought that he is so powerful today?"

Seeing this situation, several security guards discussed with an expression of sigh.

Before, Han Sanqian's reputation in Yuncheng was terrible, and he could be despised by anyone, but now, no one can find an opportunity to curry favor with him.

At present, these people are all the owners of major restaurants, hotels and manors. Because they knew that Han Sanqian was going to hold a 100-day banquet for Han Nian, they all wanted to take this opportunity to curry favor with Han Sanqian, so they took the initiative to come to him. After all, the opportunity will not fall from the sky, but will rely on themselves to fight for it.
Chapter completed!