"Xiaofan."

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"dad?

It's you, is it you?"

Li Fan's hands trembled even more.

"Yes, it's me. Are you doing well in the past few years when your mother and I are not around?

Must have suffered a lot, right?

I just called a million to your card. You spend it first. If it is not enough, I will call you. By the way, I haven't seen you for so many years. You must miss us, right?"

Li Fan's father asked in a series of questions.

After Li Fan confirmed that the other party was his father, he immediately squatted on the ground and cried as a dog. He leaned on the ATM, holding the mobile phone in one hand and constantly wiping his tears with the other.

"I want to die, you guys."

"Okay, okay, child, you have suffered so much over the years, but don't hate me. If you want to hate me, you will hate your grandpa. It's his idea."

Li Fan interrupted his father: "Wait, didn't my grandfather die long ago?"

"That's a big deal, that old man, I hope he dies sooner. I have only deceived you for three years, but that old man has deceived me for more than ten years.

Three years ago, the old immortal took me home. Not only did he tell me that he was still alive, but he also said that he was the richest man in Dubai. You said that the old immortal was unethical and was not immoral, and he was able to make a fool of himself."

"The richest man in Dubai?"

"Who is the old man who is unfilial to you, I won't beat you to death."

Fighting and screaming came from the other end of the phone.

However, vaguely, Li Fan heard his father shouting: Li Jiacheng, if you hit me again, I will cut off the father-son relationship with you.

Li Jiacheng?

Isn’t he the richest man in Asia?

How did you become the richest man in Dubai?
Chapter completed!