By mistake, the child’s biological father is a billionaire CEO

"Oh! When did your grandma come?" Muster didn't expect Fu Jincheng's mother to come.

"Grandma came yesterday." Pingping responded.

"Oh! That's right!" Muster responded with a smile. He looked at Jian Kangkang and asked, "What are your names?"

"My name is Jianjian!"

"My name is Kangkang!"

Jianjian and Kangkang answered in unison.

"Jianjian, Kangkang, Pingping, An'an, your mother really knows how to name names!" Muster teased as he looked at the cuties.

"My mother wants us to grow up healthy and safe," An An explained.

"Your mother is amazing!" Muster praised with a thumbs up.

"Have a safe and healthy meal!" Shen Caixia saw several little guys surrounding Muster and became very angry. She shouted loudly from a distance.

"Okay mommy! We're going to eat right away!" An An responded to her mother with a loud voice.

"Uncle! We are going to eat, see you uncle!"

An An waved goodbye to Muster and ran towards her mother with her brothers and sisters.

"I'm going to eat too." Zhang Weiwei left without saying anything.

"Hey! Do you still have a conscience? Your boss, I'm still hungry!" Muster saw Zhang Weiwei running away and quickly stopped him.

"Don't you know you'll come back after eating?" Zhang Weiwei was speechless.

"I shouldn't go out like this. Go get me some food!" Muster said and took out his wallet to count the money.

Don’t underestimate the act of counting money. There are countless people in the world who don’t know how to count when they hold a wad of bills.Either count them separately or look at them one by one.

Muster was different. He held the banknotes in his hand and looked at the beauty. He counted the money faster than a banknote detector. He counted 1000 yuan in banknotes in one second and handed it to Zhang Weiwei.

"What to eat?"

Zhang Weiwei didn't do it for his own sake this time. She couldn't resist Muster's action of counting money. He was so handsome and cool!

"Whatever, as long as eating it can extend your life!"

Muster really didn't know what he was eating. He would get tired of eating too much delicacies from the mountains and seas. He could just let this country bumpkin buy whatever he wanted and save his life.

"You wait!"

Zhang Weiwei yelled three words angrily, turned around and walked out of the set door, called Li Xiaoxiao and told them not to wait for him to eat.

Zhang Weiwei went to a small restaurant and ordered a stir-fried pork with mushrooms, a scrambled egg with chives, a boiled pork slice, a sliced ​​cucumber, and finally a seaweed and egg soup.

These are her favorite dishes that she doesn't want to eat, so she can take advantage of this opportunity to feast on them.

Zhang Weiwei placed the small table in front of Muster's couch and placed the fragrant food on the small table. The four dishes and one soup looked quite appetizing.

Zhang Weiwei found a piece of scrap paper, sat on the ground, and began to enjoy the delicious food.

"Wow! It's delicious! What kind of dish is this?"

Muster took a bite of the fried pork with mushrooms. The mushrooms were smooth and tender, and they were so delicious. They were much more delicious than delicacies from the mountains and seas.

“Stir-fried pork with mushrooms, my favorite!”

Zhang Weiwei also enjoyed the deliciousness of fried pork with mushrooms. It was so delicious that she couldn't eat it more than a few times a year.

"How much does it cost? It must be expensive, right?"

Muster is now not only curious about what Zhang Weiwei eats, but also curious about the price.

"For 25 a portion, I want to eat it all year round, but I can't eat it three times throughout the year. A 25 portion dish is almost my living expenses for two days!" Zhang Wei smiled helplessly.

"You are so pitiful!" Muster sympathized.

"You are so pitiful! You are so rich and you have never even eaten fried pork with mushrooms!" Zhang Weiwei retorted.

"Yeah! This one is more delicious. What kind of meat is this? It's tender, smooth and delicious!"

Muster took a piece of boiled meat and put it into his mouth. The taste was simply delicious.

"pork!"

Zhang Weiwei looked at Muster as if he were a monster and asked, "Have you never eaten pork?"

"I have, but we usually eat more beef." Muster answered honestly.

"That's right! Pork costs more than 61 yuan a pound, and beef costs [-] pounds. Everything you rich people eat is expensive!" Zhang Weiwei joked.

"Li Xiaoxiao!"

An angry roar interrupted Muster Zhang Weiwei who was eating and chatting.

Zhang Weiwei looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yang Yong angrily walking behind him.

Yang Yong was full of anger and kicked Zhang Weiwei who was sitting on the ground eating. Zhang Weiwei had no time to dodge and was kicked by Yang Yong until he was lying on the small table.

The small table was instantly knocked over by Zhang Weiwei, and the food was instantly spilled on Muster and Zhang Weiwei. Muster and Zhang Weiwei suddenly became embarrassed.

"Who the hell are you?" Muster glared at Yang Yong and blurted out dirty words in anger.

"Are you OK!"

Zhang Weiwei endured the excruciating pain in his back from being kicked, quickly stood up, took away the small table, and helped Muster clean up the food on his body.

"Are you okay? Who is he?"

Muster stood up and glanced at Zhang Weiwei angrily.

"I'm her husband! I'll beat you to death, you wild man!"

When Yang Yong saw Zhang Weiwei helping Muster clean up the food on his body, Yang Yong was furious. He pushed Zhang Weiwei away, grabbed the clothes on Muster's chest, and was about to punch Muster in the face.

Muster was afraid of being beaten by Lin Zihao, so he tilted his head reflexively, and Yang Yong beat him up.

Muster grabbed Yang Yong's hitting hand, slapped Yang Yong hard twice, and then pushed him hard.

Yang Yong didn't expect that the fair and elegant Muster was incredibly strong. He staggered a few times but still couldn't keep his footing and fell to the ground with a thud.

Muster probably took out Lin Zihao's anger on Yang Yong for beating him.

"Zhang Weiwei! Are you okay?" Muster pushed Yang Yong down and asked looking at Zhang Weiwei's painful expression.

"It's okay, it just hurts from being kicked on my back."

Zhang Weiwei touched his painful back with his backhand, his eyes and nose wrinkled together.

"I'll help you see."

Muster ignored the fact that he was in a mess and walked behind Zhang Weiwei, preparing to lift Zhang Weiwei's clothes to check the wound.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Weiwei grabbed his clothes to prevent Muster from checking his injuries.

Muster took a look at Yang Yong's feet and found that Yang Yong was wearing leather shoes. Regardless of Zhang Weiwei's objection, he just lifted Zhang Weiwei's clothes to check the injury.

"Is this here?" Muster asked, pressing the red mark on Zhang Weiwei's back with his thumb.

"Ah! It hurts!" Zhang Weiwei burst into tears from the pain.

"It seems that my spine has been injured. Go to the hospital for a check-up." Muster made a preliminary judgment.

When Yang Yong heard Muster calling Zhang Weiwei's name, he realized that he had recognized the wrong person again.