Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Lin Jun looked at Zhou Beicheng, who rushed over with a vicious aura, no surprises, still expressionless, bowed his head respectfully: Young master.

Zhou Beicheng ignored him and walked straight inside, and no one dared to stop him.

Entering the ward, the first thing I saw was Dui Hao sitting on the sofa.

Zhou Beicheng was stunned for a moment, then walked straight inside, his face darkened even more.

Hao Dui was still fidgeting at first, but after seeing Zhou Beicheng, he felt more at ease, and sat on the sofa and waited with peace of mind.

The people in the ward didn't know Zhou Beicheng was here.

Meng Yutang was dumbfounded by the old man's sudden question.

Since when has she been with Zhou Beicheng?

But after thinking about it, Zhou Beicheng has indeed had frequent contact with her recently.

Is it for the old man to see?

Or what did he say?

Otherwise, the old man wouldn't be so determined to call her directly to break them up.

Meng Yutang's brain was running fast, and the only thing he could think of was that Zhou Beicheng was using her as a shield to anger the old man.

After she figured it out, she didn't directly deny it.

Forget it, let's take it as repayment for everything he did to save her many years ago.

The old man thinks that Meng Yutang has no reason to refuse at this time. Now that she is against the Shi family and wants to make clarifications, the most important thing she needs is money.

He didn't think she, a little girl who had been attached to the Shi family for so many years, could have much savings after leaving the Shi family.

Meng Yutang looked up at him with a half-smile, Then how much do you think your grandson is worth?

The old man was taken aback.

But immediately laughed.

After all, it is money.

You make an offer.

?

The old man was stunned, and turned to look at Meng Yutang.

Isn't this my line?

Meng Yutang looked at him with raised eyebrows: Since the two of us are true love, you can increase the price as you like.

Meng Yutang patted his clothes and stood up, looking at the old man: Don't worry, even if you just sell your grandson to me, we will invite you when we get married.

As she spoke, she bent slightly and bowed politely, and then she was about to walk out.

When passing by Butler Zhou, he took out a crumpled business card out of nowhere and stuffed it into Butler Zhou's hand.

This is my assistant. You can contact him directly after you've decided on the price. Don't worry, you can take as much as you want. I'm rich, and Zhou Beicheng is the only one.

She blinked mischievously as she spoke.

Then he put on his hat, put one hand in his pocket, and walked out looking extremely arrogant.

She raised her hand to push the door, but the door was pushed open in front of her.

His eyes were in a black suit, and when he slowly raised his eyes, Zhou Beicheng's face appeared in front of him.

...

Noticing that Meng Yutang hadn't moved, butler Zhou hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and looked up at Zhou Beicheng.

Little master!

The old man over there hadn't recovered from the shock yet, when he heard such a body all of a sudden, he coughed immediately.

Cough cough cough cough cough!

Steward Zhou hurried over to give him some relief, but this time he couldn't stop, his face was getting paler and paler, and Steward Zhou was so frightened that he hurriedly called the doctor.

After tossing and tossing for a while, he finally stabilized. The old man took the medicine and slowly fell asleep.

Zhou Beicheng asked the doctor to make sure there was nothing serious before taking Meng Yutang away.

Hao Dui went with them to the gate of the hospital.

He knew that there was nothing more to talk about with Meng Yutang today, so he said goodbye directly, and before he left, he didn't forget to vent his anger on Zhou Beicheng.

Tangtang, let's make an appointment another day, bye.