C8

"Oh, okay. Alright, then you can go back to the company first!"

Senior Chen leaned forward, his right hand over his phone, his back slightly turned to the man, and stood there.

Beside the open-air swimming pool on the top floor of the Zhao Family Courtyard in the outskirts of H City, a man crossed his legs and stared at the forest in the distance.

Old Chen was the butler of the Zhao manor, and was also the personal chauffeur for the master of the residence, Zhao Zheng. There was only one maid in the house, and that was Old Chen's Lao Ban, Old Wang's mother. Usually, the couple would take care of Zhao Zheng's daily life, and very few people could come in.

In another house directly facing the Zhao manor, the majority of the Zhao Family's relatives and friends lived there, including Zhao Zheng's biological father and his new thirty-six year old wife. Speaking of this stepmother, Zhao Zheng and her …

In order to avoid the woman, Zhao Zheng had set up a nest in this place. Regarding this, even the Old Master of the Zhao Family was troubled. But there was nothing he could do about it. Who asked that disappointing son of his to marry that woman …

"Young master..." After hesitating for a while, Old Chen decided to answer the information that had been reported to him by the other side of the phone.

"Speak!" Zhao Zheng did not turn back. If he did, you would definitely be able to see his face, the same face as the man who sat in the Rolls Royce on the ground floor of Chen Huan's building and refused to leave.

At this moment, he was frowning. From beginning to end, he had been staring at the trees in the distance that looked like he was being fanned by this house.

He hadn't noticed it before, but after Chen Huan had brainwashed him a few times, he truly felt that this kind of tree surrounding him made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Hmm... After being with that woman for so long, even he, a talented businessman, was having trouble with it. Recalling the photo that the woman had thrown at him last night, causing him to sit in this penthouse while the cold wind blew before daybreak, he decided that he would take his revenge when he had the chance in the future.

How could he take revenge? It was as the woman had said, red wine, whips, little Mazar … What a freak, pui! He wouldn't be satisfied with the likes of a woman, so he insisted on attacking from the front.

"Young Master!" When they clearly felt Zhao Zheng leave, Old Chen quietly called out to him.

"Huh?" Zhao Zheng regained his senses, and gritted his teeth. Damn woman, saying that he was an old driver, causing him to …

"There's a message from over there. It said that when the morning came, Miss Chen was wearing a man's shirt, and it was very short … Well, in general, the family environment was pretty good, but the room was a bit messy … It's obvious that Miss Chen has just woken up … "

Old Chen Yue continued to explain, but he realized that his young master's face was getting more and more ugly. When he finished introducing him, Zhao Zheng simply punched the tea table on the side.

In Old Chen's eyes, Zhao Zheng was angry because he could not stand how dirty, messy, and poor the Miss Chen was in his words. In fact, only Zhao Zheng knew what he was angry about.

"Handsome, you couldn't have been a fruit last night, right?" He lowered his head, took out his phone, and quickly typed a sentence into the screen. When he was about to send the message, he suddenly woke up.

Remembering that he was once again unable to control his temper because of that woman, Zhao Zheng felt that it was time to find a way to face this beautiful girl called Chen Huan in person.

Humph, he actually dares to open the door with his big white legs! Don't you know how dangerous it is for a girl to appear in front of a man so early in the morning?

Let me put it this way, our dear comrade Zhao Zheng, it seems that you have forgotten a long time ago that the person who arranged the opening of Chen Huan's door was actually someone who spent all his effort to insert himself in here.

Yes, the table full of delicious food last night was also created by this man called Zhao Zheng. As for the one who was following Chen Huan and pretending to be the strange old man selling the Obsidian Stone, it was also Comrade Zhao Zheng who was currently sitting on the rattan chair in low spirits.

Old Chen stared at Zhao Zheng's back, his eyebrows scrunched together like a caterpillar. He was slightly worried, because according to that person's reply, the girl that had caused Young Master to go through so much trouble was not … Excellent!

It had been a long time since the young master had been so patient with a girl. He and Lao Ban were happy watching this, but actually, they were a bit worried at the bottom of their hearts.

He felt that as a housekeeper and an old man who had personally watched his young master grow up, it was very important for him to do something for his young master's future happiness.

When Zhao Zheng was not paying attention, he quietly left the balcony on the top floor. The current Zhao Zheng did not know anything about the butler behind him, nor did he sense anything about the butler's thoughts.

He looked into the distance, and it seemed as if there was Chen Huan at the far end of the forest. At this time, Chen Huan, who had just been sent away to look at the house, was still in the midst of the horror of being seen by a stranger of her own slovenly appearance.

She stood in front of the mirror and asked herself how someone, who had always paid so much attention to their appearance, had been able to open the door and let them in without even thinking about it.

Luckily, it was a fat middle-aged man with a bald head and a big belly. If it was just a small piece of fresh meat, or a handsome guy of some sort, then what if he couldn't even "roar" anymore and had to suddenly get up!

At that time, when Fresh Meat was facing such a situation … Hmm, beautiful little girl, do you want to shout indecent, or shout indecent? En hmph, wouldn't I be letting myself down by doing that!

She raised her hand and slapped her face a few times. But luckily, the person who came in was a fat guy who would only make Chen Huan worry about how much of a beast the other party would be.

Although he was a little ugly, it wasn't very satisfying to give him the money. It took him a long time to finally settle on the final price. Luckily, the house had a successor.

If nothing went wrong, she believed that she would receive the full payment by next week at the latest. All in one, damn it, no hesitation at all. Chen Huan was worried that this house would not be easy to sell without paying off the loan.

"What's there to be happy about in the whole loan? You also have to compensate me with the loan cancellation fee of tens of thousands of yuan!" When Chen Huan happily reported her progress to the detective uncle, the other side replied with a cold voice.

"What, have you gone silly? Just say that you need me to watch you anytime and anywhere." If you were not careful, you would have already been tricked!? "

"So, Uncle is anxiously waiting for me to torture you?" After all, there weren't many people like Uncle who had so much energy and vigor left. "Tell me, who else would be able to stand up for themselves all day long?"

Alright, I thought that this little girl would feel defeated after losing several tens of thousands. Unexpectedly, he never forgot to tease him. Zhao Zheng pressed on the keyboard of his notebook with all his might, and an ear-piercing explosion sounded out.

He jerked his hand away in fright and stared at the little red boy's profile on the computer. He was pondering about what he should reply to so that he wouldn't be oppressed by Chen Huan.