His Adventure and Longevity

Chapter 1 Son-in-law by Adoption

"Spending money? Let this trash go to jail for Jimmy."

"Yes, in this way, our family will lose a trash and save one million dollars. It’s the best way."

"Look at what you said, isn't the trash a human being? Did Yvette agree to let him take the blame? The trash in our eyes is a good husband in her eyes."

Hugh family in J city.

The people in the lobby sneered and pointed at a handsome young man.

"I have kept a dog for three years, I just need it for a while."

"Come on, when did dogs offend you? You shouldn’t insult dogs like this."

"Ha ha ha."

Everyone laughed.

In the face of everyone's contempt, Chet Law clenched his fists white.

Three years ago, he was exiled to J city. By chance, he entered the Hugh family, which caused a sensation.

However, it was not him who was talked about, but Yvette Hugh, a famous beauty in J city, who married an unknown loser.

This matter has become a laughing stock in the celebrity circles, and he is also carrying the hat of a useless husband.

In the past three years, he suffered all kinds of humiliation.

Of course, Yvette bears more than him.

A worthless husband was parachuted. I don't know how many people ridiculed her, even the relatives of the Hugh family.

But even if others and the family ridiculed, Yvette never lost her anger on Chet. The relationship between the husband and the wife is not bad, but it is not very good, and they maintain a lukewarm state.

As for now, it was Jimmy, the father-in-law, who killed a man by driving. He needs one million to pay. If the money is not available within three days, the family of the deceased will let him go to prison. Today is the last day.

"Grandma, my dad is your son. Please save him." Chet pleaded again.

"What are you qualified to say, you trash? Besides, I gave you some advice just now. Anyway, you can't do anything. Go and take the blame for your father-in-law. It’s good for everyone."

The speaker was named Yakov, the eldest grandson of the Hugh family.

"Yakov, you've gone too far."

Chet is her husband and has been humiliated repeatedly. Yvette can't bear it.

"Ridiculous!"

Yakov, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, shouted: "why should the family bear the disaster caused by Jimmy? Our Hugh family is only a small family, and one million is not a small amount for us!"

"Jimmy's fault is his own. He should go to prison." Someone echoed.

Yvette hurriedly explained, "it's not like this. The old man has cancer and his time is running out. He died deliberately to get money. It's not my father's fault at all, but bad luck!"

"Oh, the unlucky thing happened to him. How can other people not touch it!"

"All fools in your family. The son-in-law is a trash, and the father-in-law is a fool."

"The family can't afford this money!"

Yvette was angry and desperate after hearing the sarcasm of her relatives.

Today is the 70th birthday of the old lady of the Hugh family. Everyone in the Hugh family is here. Yvette wanted to take this opportunity to ask the old lady for a million dollars, thinking that relatives would help her.

She never expected this to happen.

They were so cold-blooded.

"Your family didn't make much contribution to the Hugh family, but let the family give money to you. What's more, today is my mother's birthday. You ruined the birthday party, committed treachery, and asked for money!"

A middle-aged man spoke.

He was the eldest son of the old lady, Jarek Hugh, Yakov's father. He pointed at the gate and said. "Get out of here and don't make a fool of yourself."

"Uncle, dad is your brother. How can you do this?"

"Hum, if you do something wrong, you should be punished. No one can break the family rules." Jarek Hugh remained unmoved.

Those relatives are merciless and her daughter is desperate, Chanel, who had not spoken for a long time, fell on her knees and kowtowed.

Looking at the indifferent old lady, she cried and said: "Mom, please help Jimmy. One million dollar is a loan to us, and we will repay it slowly."

"Yes, grandma, I don't need my salary in the future. I will work for the company for free."

Yvette also cried.

"Come on, your monthly salary is only a few thousand dollars, how can you pay back one million dollar? Isn't it better to invest with it?"

Yakov scoffed. As the eldest grandson of the Hugh family, he doesn’t like Yvette.

Now that he has the opportunity, he will naturally deal with her.

"Your family is really a cancer."

"Three years ago, you married this trash, making our Hugh family the joke of J city. Now, your father has made a big trouble, how dare you ask help from family?"

"Besides, I don't think you look like you're asking for help."

Yakov looked at Chet. He said in a strange manner: "look at the son-in-law. He has never spoken. How cold and high! His face has not fluctuated at all. His eyes are so sharp. It seems that he despises us."

As soon as he said this, all people looked at Chet.

"Have you said enough?" Chet's tone was cold.

"I didn't say enough. Since you don't want to take the blame, it's all right. For the sake of the same race, I'll give you a chance."

Yakov's eyes flashed a shrewd look. He squinted and said, "as long as you kneel down and call me dad three times, I will consider lending you a million yuan. How about that?"

Boom!

The atmosphere was ignited.

The young people of the Hugh family secretly admired Yakov for being so bold when the old lady was present.

But when they thought that the old lady doting on her eldest grandson, they understood.

"I don't want to be too heartless, but I can't just give you money for nothing. This opportunity is very rare. It depends on what you do!"

Chet was angry and stared at Yakov with red eyes.

"Oh, what kind of expression is that? Will you eat me?"

Yakov pretended to be afraid, patted his chest and squinted: "Aunt Liu, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Your good son-in-law seems unwilling. I can't help it. I'm sorry!"

Chanel was anxious and angry. She shouted: "Chet, kneel down!"

"Mom, I..."

"What are you doing, trash? Get down on your knees and do as Yakov says."

Seeing that Chet still didn't move, Chanel angrily rushed over and gave him a slap.

Pop.

Clear and loud.

The sons and daughters of the Hugh family watched with relish, whispering and laughing at each other from time to time.

Chet's whole face turned red.

Yvette hesitated and bit her pale lips.

"Over the past three years, you have eaten my food, worn my clothes, and lived in my house. Now it's time for you to make contributions to our family. Why are you still confused? Get down on your knees."

Chanel pressed Chet's shoulder.

"Kneel!"

"You are already a trash in everyone's eyes. Why not make a fool of yourself? Get down on your knees."

Chanel's toe kicked Chet's knee, causing Chet to stumble.

"Mom, don't do that."

Yvette can't stand it. Chet is her husband anyway.

In public, I was insulted and beaten by my mother-in-law. How chilling.

"While you go, when are you still protecting this trash? Go away, or I'll beat you together."

In the lobby, mother and daughter tugged at each other.

All the relatives laughed like they enjoyed watching the clown show.

At that moment, Yakov's voice began to sound, "Oh, Aunt, I'm so sorry. It's time."

"Ah? Yakov, please give him more time. I'll make him kneel down right away."

"Aunt, it's really not that I don't help you. There's only one chance. If you can't catch it, there's nothing you can do. Maybe your son-in-law wants to revenge, or he hopes uncle Jimmy will go to prison!"

Chanel was struck by lightning.

The last hope was dashed, and her whole face became ferocious.

"You bastard."

There was another slap. Three red marks appeared on Chet's face.

Even so, he said nothing.

"Look at it. It's the ultimate cowardice."

"Alas, it has disgraced our men. How can there be such a worthless waste?"

"If a dog is hit, it will bite back. He is worse than a dog."

Relatives chattered.

There was no affection at all.

No one knows, Chet's clenched fists. His nails stabbed into the palm of his hand.

"It's been three years. Even a dog is valuable. You're a worm, wasting food and air. Why don't you die?"

Chanel wept and hissed with red eyes.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, the old lady who had not opened her mouth drank deeply, and her fierce eyes swept across.

The lobby is instantly quiet.

The old lady who is in charge of the Hugh family has absolute authority.

"Mom, Jimmy is also your son. You can't be so ruthless. Please, I’ve knelt down."

"Get out."

The old lady's crutch knocked on the ground, and two words popped out of her mouth, like two sharp knives, inserted into Chanel's heart.

Yvette's face turned pale and she was shaky. She was held by Chet.

"Grandma has spoken, why are you still clutching here?"

"Go out, don't get in the way!"

"Today is grandma's birthday, but it was stirred up by three flies. You disturbed grandma's mood. Go away!"

The relatives did not look good, and the two women pushed the three out of the ancestral home.

On the street.

Yvette rubbed her eyes and pretended to be calm. "Mom, don't worry. We still have time. There will be a way."

"It's all because of him the bastard."

Chanel tore at Chet's clothes and shouted bitterly: "say, did you intentionally harm my husband? You son of a b***h, if my husband goes to prison, and I will not let you live!"

"Mom, please calm down. This has nothing to do with Chet. Yakov is clearly making fun of us. Even if Chet kneels down, he won't give us any money."

Yvette is a smart person and sees through the truth.

Chanel seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and she was soft on the ground crying.

"Mom, get up. The ground is dirty."

Chet reaches out his hand to help, but Chanel beats him open.

"There were a lot of rich second-generation people chasing after my daughter in those years. They could marry one at will. Our family would not be like this."

"It's all your fault. Get out of here!"

Chet was silent, watching Chanel leave with his wife. He felt bitter.

……

Return to the community.

Chet did not enter the house and sat on the steps and lit a cigarette.

In the room, they were quarrelling.

"Divorce, go and divorce that trash now! He is a worthless thing. He has been raised for three years and is still a white eyed wolf."

"Mom, Chet is not a loser!"

"He really doesn't have any job, but he is doing laundry and cooking, and takes care of the house in an orderly manner. Over the past three years, he has worked hard and complained. Has he ever complained?"

"Even if a dog lives with you for three years, you still has feelings, not to mention being a hard-working man."

"You girl, is that trash important or your father important? Well, don't divorce. Then let Yakov take the blame! Let him go to jail for your father!"

Gradually, there was no sound in the room.

Chet threw the cigarette butt, took a deep breath and looked at the sky. His turbid eyes became extremely clear and sharp for the first time.

He went into the house and into the bedroom.

Looking at Yvette, who was crying under the quilt, he felt bad and her throat moved. "I'm sorry, I've wronged you."

Yvette stood up and looked at Chet, shaking her head. "No, it's not your fault."

"I just don't understand why grandma didn't save dad, why relatives all targeted our family, why our family was in trouble, and whether we did something wrong."

"No, we did nothing wrong."

"Then why does life not treat us well? I don't want my father to go to prison. Life is hard enough. I can't live without my father."

Yvette burst into tears, and the clothes on her chest were already wet.

Chet painfully wiped the tears on her face, with an unprecedented gentleness in her eyes. "Yvette, tell me, do you really want to change all this? Even in the future, you may face danger."

"Yes!"

"I don't know what will happen in the future. Now I just want to save my father. I want to be different. I don't want to be looked down upon. I want to make those who trample on us regret!"

"OK!"

Chet smiled firmly and turned to go out.

Then, he decisively dialed the number he hadn’t dialed for many years.

A few seconds later, the voice of excitement, joy and vicissitudes rang from the other end of the phone.

"Sir, you have finally contacted me."

The old man seemed to be crying, like a child, his voice trembling and choking: "sir, I've been waiting for this call for ten years."