Goddaughter CEO fishes for Qin Xun and Xia Ning

Hearing Xia Zheng's words, the smile on Qin Xun's face froze.

Was this painting lost by the old man?

Xia Ning's father, Xia Shuhao, is really not a thing. Not only does he engage in prostitution and gambling, but he also steals his father's antique paintings?

He is almost fifty years old, right? He is still chewing on his old age?

If you don’t give it, just chew it? !

Xia Ning was also panicked.

Didn’t dad say it was given to him by someone else?

How could he be stealing from grandpa?

Or someone else gave it to grandpa, and grandpa didn't like it and gave it to dad, and then I took it away.

He also asked Qin Xun to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha.

Grandpa insists on saying that it was stolen?

Xia Zheng stretched out the rectangular box in his hand to Xia Jing, who was sitting on the sofa, and said.

"Two million antique paintings are for children."

"Jingjing, you can play with it."

As soon as Xia Jing heard this, she stood up from the sofa and rushed towards her grandfather, stretching her hands forward vigorously.

When you are about to catch the box.

A slender white hand suddenly stretched out and snatched away the wooden box.

Xia Jing was stunned.

Xia Ning held the wooden box with both hands, looked down at the surprised Xia Jing, and said lightly.

"I'll keep it for you and return it to you when you become an adult."

Xia Jing was stunned, turned to look at her grandfather, pointed at Qin Xun, and said loudly.

"Grandpa, look at him, he taught my sister bad things!"

Xia Zheng reached out and touched Xia Jing's mushroom head.

"Put the 200 million with your sister. When you come of age, she will pay it back to you with interest. The interest will be around 50."

Xia Jing frowned, thought for a while, raised her head and said.

"If the value of this painting exceeds 10 million in 250 years, then I will paint it."

"If it's less than 250 million, then I want the money."

Xia Zheng laughed.

"You are as big as a brat, you are worthy of being a descendant of the Xia family."

When Qin Xun heard the words "Xia family's seed", his heart skipped a beat, and he regretted what he just said, "I love my sister-in-law."

Xia Jing's bloodline is hard to say.

But Ning Ning is not Xia Shuhao’s child, but Xia Shujie’s wild child!

What I just said didn't irritate her, right?

Xia Shujie saw Qin Xun's expression of embarrassment, snorted coldly and said.

"The children like the gift you gave me very much."

Qin Xun: "..."

He didn't know what to say.

After being with Ning Ning, he met many rich people, but never a rich gangster.

And he is also a rich old gangster.

Rich, old, and a hooligan.

These three buffs are superimposed, and the combat effectiveness is very powerful.

Xia Ning put the box into Qin Xun's backpack, walked up behind Xia Zheng, squeezed his shoulders with both hands, and relaxed his muscles, actually starting a coquettish mode that was rare in a century.

There was a hint of childishness in his tone.

"Grandpa, I carefully selected this gift. I didn't expect that it would come from you."

"This is all fate."

Xia Zheng's face softened slightly.

When Ning Ning was a child, she liked to squeeze her shoulders and beat her back, and let him tell stories about entrepreneurship and business wars.

As it gets bigger and bigger, it gradually becomes less pinchable.

I haven't seen her act coquettishly in eight hundred years.

Now because of this stinking bald head, you are pinching my shoulders again?

It’s really... female students are not allowed to stay in college.

Xia Zheng turned to look at Xia Ning.

"You're not married yet, and your elbows are turned out so far?"

Xia Ning squeezed his shoulders harder.

"Grandpa, didn't you always urge me to find a boyfriend?"

"When I look for boyfriends, I always look for you in your mold."

Xia Zheng looked at Qin Xun and frowned slightly.

"How does he resemble me?"

She looked at Qin Xun who was standing stupidly and said with a smile.

"Domineering, handsome, gentle, considerate, humorous, responsible and talented."

"He really does have some shadow of you!"

Qin Xun clearly saw that the corners of his grandfather's mouth were turning into curls, but he still tried hard to suppress his smile and maintain his domineering, rich and old gangster persona.

He glanced at Xia Ning with some admiration.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly!

Ning Ning is such a flatterer!

Although she was telling the truth.

I am indeed such a domineering and handsome person, mainly a handsome person!

Xia Zheng snorted coldly, glanced at Qin Xun, and said.

"Boy, find your own place to sit!"

"Do you still need me, old man, to ask you to sit down?"

Qin Xun smiled and turned to look at several sofas, not knowing where to sit.

Xia Ning walked over quickly, took off his backpack from his back, and handed it to Xia Jing, who was standing by and eavesdropping.

"Put your backpack away and don't touch the contents."

Xia Jing curled her lips.

Xia Ning took Qin Xun's hand and said to her grandfather with a smile.

"The "Spring Bird Holding Mud Picture" just made a mistake. As an apology, Qin Xun is going to cook some vegetables and have a drink with you."

Just as Xia Zheng was about to say something, he saw Xia Ning holding Qin Xun's hand and walking quickly towards the big fish on the floor of the living room.

Qin Xun bent down to pick up the big fish and followed Xia Ning to the kitchen.

Xia Zheng looked at the backs of the two of them and let out a long sigh.

"What a bad fate!"

Xia Jing held her big backpack in both hands, looked up at her grandfather, and asked.

"Grandpa, why do you say they are evil?"

Xia Zheng looked at the mushroom head and smiled.

"Why do you care about this at such a young age?"

Xia Jing said.

"I think Qin Xun is okay in other aspects except being a little stingy today."

"There are several girls in our class whose idols are him, and a few of them say they want to marry him when they grow up."

"There was even a fight between two fat men over who was the eldest wife and who was the little wife."

After hearing this, Xia Zheng felt his head grow heavy.

Is this what an eight-year-old said?

Are today's children so precocious?

I didn’t start thinking about women until I was fifteen.

Xia Zheng looked at Xia Jing with a serious expression.

"Handsome bald men who like to seduce other people's girlfriends are easily beaten to death and their lives are short-lived."

"So, I say this is bad luck."

Xia Jing: "..."

It turned out that grandpa was always unhappy because his first love was snatched away by a bald man when he was young, and he took his anger out on Qin Xun.

……

Qin Xun followed Xia Ning all the way to the kitchen.

As soon as we entered, we saw a dozen staff members wearing chef uniforms and hats, busy inside.

Someone noticed Xia Ning coming in, recognized her as the owner's granddaughter, and said hello.

"Miss Ning, good afternoon!"

Immediately afterwards, greetings sounded from everywhere.

Qin Xun was startled and asked quietly.

"Their wages must be very high! In addition to cooking, they also have to be dogs."

Xia Ning glared at Qin Xun.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"My first time in the kitchen."

Qin Xun smiled, stopped talking, and looked at the kitchen.

I discovered that this kitchen is just like the back chef of a restaurant that serves a combination of Chinese and Western dishes.

Wok, cooking pot, pressure cooker, oven, electric griddle, deep fryer, steamer, low temperature machine... all kinds of equipment are available.

The chefs performed their duties and cooked the dishes in the pot.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a chef came over and said.

"Miss Ning, the dishes you asked me to prepare last night have been prepared."

"There is also an empty stove for you."

Xia Ning nodded.

"Okay, Master Zhao. Take us there."

Master Zhao glanced at Qin Xun beside her and was startled. She obviously recognized who it was, but said nothing.

Take them to a stove.

Behind him are the ingredients prepared according to Xia Ning's requirements.

Qin Xun handed the big fish in his hand to Master Zhao and said.

"Please ask someone to take care of this fish. I'll cook it at home."

Master Zhao took it with both hands and quietly exited.

A young lady from a wealthy family wanted to cook and have a romantic relationship with her celebrity boyfriend, but he didn't dare to disturb her.

Xia Ning saw Qin Xun roll up his sleeves, walked forward and said.

"The picture of "Spring Bird Holding Mud" that I just sent was a mistake. Now you must be serious about cooking and let grandpa know how good you are."

"Quick, show your skills!"