The rich man: Which little husband of mine

Zhan Xinyue handed the painting in her hand to Zhong Youqian.

Zhong Youqian was stunned for a moment. This was his first time doing this kind of assistant work.

He took the painting and walked over to his grandfather.

"Grandpa, take a look."

It was the first time that Zhong Dingtian saw his grandson so obedient, and he couldn't help but look at Zhan Xinyue with more respect.

He even took the time to open the painting and admire it.

I was a little surprised when I saw the painting in my hand.

He had some impression of this painting and heard that his daughter-in-law wanted to take a picture of it and give it to him, but it was eventually bought by a private seller for 2000 million yuan.

2000 million is not a lot for his daughter-in-law, but his family is used to measuring the value.

2000 million is more than the value of the painting.

I didn't expect to be here.

At this time, Liu Chengming next to him also came over and said: "This painting is really good. I heard that it was bought by a private seller a few days ago."

"Zhan...Miss Zhan, huh? Your parents really took great pains to get you here, hahaha."

Liu Chengming's words were harsh.

The smile on Zhan Xinyue's lips was a little cold.

"Does Mr. Liu always speak with such a hint of meaning? It's really hard to listen to."

"you!"

It was the first time that Liu Chengming was slapped in the face in public by a junior, and his face looked very bad.

Once again, Zhong Dingtian did not expect that a little girl would dare to say these things in front of him.

"Little girl, the old man likes your paintings very much. Thank you, but who are you from?"

"I'm the only one in my family."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present, except Zhong Dingtian, had a look of disdain on their faces.

He doesn't even have a family and looks like an ordinary person. Maybe Zhong Youqian bought the painting.

But Zhong Dingtian seemed to be thinking about something and was a little absent-minded.

Zhong Youqian looked at his grandfather without saying anything. The people present all looked unhappy, so he walked directly to Zhan Xinyue, frowned, and looked at everyone else.

"What are you all thinking? Do you think I don't know?"

"You have money and families, but you still kneel at my grandfather's feet and beg for care, don't you? What the hell are you pretending for?"

"Xinyue, let's go."

Zhong Youqian turned around and pulled Zhan Xinyue away.

This scene is just like a domineering president taking his down-and-out little wife home to meet his parents, but being rejected by others.

It’s a pity that Zhan Xinyue is not a poor little wife.

She withdrew her hand calmly and nodded to Mr. Zhong again: "Mr. Zhong, I wish you good fortune. I will not disturb you any more."

Neither overbearing nor overbearing.

Zhong Dingtian did have a new respect for her.

Liu Chengming watched them leave, then sat back down next to his daughter and gave her a wink.

"Xiang Xiang, you see your rich brother has left, and you are all young people, so you should go too."

"Forget it, Xiangxiang, you should stay and talk to an old man like me."

As soon as Zhong Dingtian said this, Liu Chengming knew that his Xiangxiang had no chance.

I feel somewhat resentful towards Zhan Xinyue.

All of this is to blame on that little girl!

Zhong Dingtian's original intention was to let Liu Xiang meet his little grandson. He just wanted to have the money to find an obedient and well-behaved girl.

But when he saw his grandson leading the person towards him, he understood what he meant.

Originally, he didn't like Zhan Xinyue very much, but when he saw that she seemed to be able to control his grandson, he began to like her a little.

On the other side, Zhong Youqian brought Zhan Xinyue to the yard and said narcissistically: "How about it, isn't my young master handsome?"

"What's so cool about this? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be looked down upon by them."

"Tsk, how can your eyes see things so sharply?"

Zhong Youqian moved closer to Zhan Xinyue's face and looked into her eyes.

Suddenly, he felt his heart seemed a little confused, and gradually he shifted his gaze to Zhan Xinyue's lips.

I kind of want to taste it...

Just when he was about to kiss her, Zhan Xinyue grabbed his mouth fiercely with one hand.

"Second Master Zhong, what I said before was very clear, right? I am not interested in someone like you. I don't like you."

"No..." Zhong Youqian broke free from her hand: "No, what's the problem? Why don't we just have a relationship and try it out?"

"..."

Zhan Xinyue was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and turned around to leave.

Zhong Youqian shamelessly followed him: "Why? I think I'm good-looking and have a good figure. Three or four times a night is the minimum. Apart from that, my family is rich and powerful. You won't suffer any loss if you follow me, right?"

"But I have everything you said, why should I look for you?"

"No, those people are different from me, okay?"

"Second Young Master Zhong." Zhan Xinyue gradually lost her patience: "Do you know what you are like now?"

A trace of confusion flashed across Zhong Youqian's face.

"what?"

"It's like a child who has been spoiled since childhood and can't accept that he can't get what he wants when he grows up."

Zhan Xinyue’s words made Zhong Youqian lose the smile on his face.

This time it really hurts.

But after a long while, he still smiled awkwardly: "Haha, then I really can't do it?"

"I've given you the same answer so many times. If you mind, we can just pretend we don't know each other."

"No need. We have similar interests anyway. Can't we be friends?"

For the first time, Zhong Youqian knew what it meant to force a smile.

Not long after the banquet started, Zhan Xinyue left.

Zhong Youqian has always been a little out of shape.

Zhong Dingtian frowned when he saw his grandson like this.

"what happened?"

Zhong Youqian instantly perked up: "Nothing, Grandpa."

"I don't know if you have something wrong?"

Zhong Youqian smiled bitterly: "Grandpa's eyes are the most poisonous."

"Tell me, is it because of your little girlfriend?"

Zhong Youqian felt a little uncomfortable when he heard his grandfather say "girlfriend".

"She's not my girlfriend."

"Is it because you haven't succeeded in catching up with her yet?" Zhong Dingtian was very curious. It was the first time he saw him with such a depressed expression.

Zhong Youqian sighed: "Alas, they don't let me pursue them, they look down on me."

"If you were a little more mature like your brother, people wouldn't look down on you so much."

Zhong Dingtian shook his head.

Zhong Youqian is also reflecting.

Am I really incapable of doing anything?

......

On the other side, Zhan Xinyue leaned against the car.

Although I really don't like attending such occasions, I can't help but want to join in the fun.

Hey~

'system? '

【Host~】

'How much is my happiness value now? '

[Report to host, the total is 7.5~]

7.5, it’s still a long way from 100.

Just thinking about this, she gradually fell asleep.

When she woke up, she was already at school. Since tomorrow was Monday, she went straight back to school and changed out of her dress in the car.

When she returned to the dormitory, Zhang Xin gave her a big hug.

"My sponsor is back~"

"Well, what's wrong with you?"