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Chapter 619 Zheng Kuan's warning

"Well……"

Luo Tian opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. What on earth was this old man thinking? Why did he entrust his granddaughter to him even if he didn't agree with him...

In fact, not only Luo Tian, ​​but also Nasha and Su Chengfeng, who had been watching, were so shocked that their jaws dropped to the ground. Especially Su Chengfeng, who was not impressed by Huangfunan's informal and forceful behavior.

Feel completely incomprehensible.

At this time, Huangfu Jing, one of the parties involved, had already blushed with embarrassment, but did not say anything. She was just a little nervous and kept looking at Luo Tian, ​​as if she wanted to see what this guy was.

What a reaction.

As for his granddaughter's performance, Huangfunan naturally noticed it, but the next moment, he was slightly stunned.

Huh? This girl... something feels wrong!

Huangfunan looked at Huangfujing with a scrutinizing gaze. Based on his understanding of his granddaughter, as soon as he said what he just said, this girl should directly refute, or at least express some protest? But now there is no such thing at all.

That's all... this girl is extremely shy. This... is obviously something he doesn't know about!

After realizing this, Huangfu Nan subconsciously turned his attention to Luo Tian. At this time, Luo Tian had not fully reacted to the confusion just now, so after looking for a long time, he could not see anything wrong.

Withdrawing his gaze, Huangfunan fell silent thoughtfully, and with his silence, the entire carriage immediately fell into a strange and awkward silence...

The extended version of the Hongqi car continued to drive forward quickly. At the same time, somewhere in the capital, rows of various luxury cars were parked in front of a deep mansion.

These luxury cars are brand new and shiny, and against the backdrop of them, the already somewhat old-looking house looks even more dilapidated.

But even so, no one dares to underestimate this house, because its owner has a very unusual identity...

squeak!

At this moment, another luxury car parked at the entrance of the compound. This was a black Cayenne. Compared with those luxury cars that had already been parked, this Cayenne was not conspicuous, but the two people standing at the entrance of the compound

After discovering the car, a security guard approached it cautiously as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Young Master, you are back."

Shivering as he arrived in front of the car, one of the security guards bravely rushed into the car and said, his forehead already covered with cold sweat.

Click!

Just as the security guard's voice fell, the car door opened, and soon, Zheng Yuandong stepped out of the car with a gloomy expression.

It seemed that this guy was in a very bad mood, so much so that his eyes looked at the two security guards as if they were about to spit out fire at any time.

"You two are blind? Didn't you see that you were blocking my way? Get out of here!"

Zheng Yuandong almost yelled these words, and he was so angry that the two security guards were almost paralyzed with fear. They immediately rolled and crawled away to both sides without daring to stay any longer.

In fact, the two security guards did not block Zheng Yuandong just now, but he was full of anger now and worried that he had no place to vent, so...these two security guards were very pitiful and became his punching bag...

"snort!"

With an angry snort, Zheng Yuandong ignored the two security guards. After a vague glance at the Cayenne behind him, he walked quickly towards the inside of the house.

"Butterfly, you stinky bitch! How dare you restrict my personal freedom!"

Not long after entering the house, Zheng Yuandong began to curse, as if he wanted to eat the butterfly alive. The reason why he was so angry was simple.

In fact, since the last time he and Butterfly completely broke up, Zheng Yuandong has been controlled by her. He has no personal freedom at all. He even has to report to her to go to the toilet. For those who are used to this kind of life,

For Zheng Yuandong, who lives as a young master, that would be unimaginable.

But he had no choice, after all, his life was in someone else's hands...

This time, if it weren't for the old man's seventieth birthday and his eldest son and grandson had to be there, would he want to go home? There wouldn't even be a door!

"Just wait, don't let me find the opportunity, otherwise I will strip you naked and sell you to an African tribe, so that you will know what life is worse than death..."

Zheng Yuandong kept saying cruel words in his heart. At the same time, he walked through a small and quiet garden and came to a villa that was obviously in the architectural style of the 1950s and 1960s.

suck!

After standing still, Zheng Yuandong was not in a hurry to go in. He first took a few deep breaths and completely suppressed the anger in his heart, then arranged his clothes and walked into the villa.

Corresponding to the appearance of the villa, the furnishings inside are also very old. They are simple and old, but they are kept spotless. It is obvious that someone cleans them frequently.

At this time, there were many busy people coming and going in the hall of the villa, including those serving dishes, those carrying water, those organizing things... It looked like there were almost a dozen people. Zheng Yuandong's arrival naturally quickly aroused the attention of these people.

Attention, they immediately put down their work and greeted Zheng Yuandong respectfully.

"Master."

Zheng Yuandong ignored these people. After a cold glance, he was about to walk upstairs arrogantly. But at this moment, a very dignified and then calm voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Stop."

!”

Hearing this voice, Zheng Yuandong's body suddenly trembled, and his arrogant appearance instantly collapsed. Then he put on an awe-inspiring smile and looked towards the direction from which the voice came.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a straight suit, who looked to be about forty-seven or eighteen years old and slightly fat, was walking out of the kitchen.

The middle-aged man walked very slowly, but he looked full of aura, and he had the image of a domineering president. Moreover, every time he took a step, Zheng Yuandong's heart couldn't help but beat hard. It could be seen that Zheng Yuandong was walking very slowly.

The Far East is very afraid of this middle-aged man.

"Dad, why are you here?"

As the middle-aged man walked in, Zheng Yuandong couldn't help but ask, but his voice was obviously trembling a little.

This middle-aged man is none other than Zheng Wenhai’s eldest son and Zheng Yuandong’s father, Zheng Kuan!

"Cut the nonsense!"

Zheng Kuan glared at his son with a very majestic look. When he came closer, he asked in a deep voice: "I heard from your mother that you haven't been at home recently?!"

"this……"

Hearing this, Zheng Yuandong's expression changed. After thinking for a moment, he hurriedly explained, "Dad, the thing is like this. Not long ago, a friend of mine held an antique exchange meeting in Guangkou City and invited me to go.

To participate, I was curious for a moment, so I couldn’t help but run over and join in the fun..."

Zheng Yuandong did not lie. The purpose of his initial trip to Guangkou City was indeed to participate in the Longteng Exchange Conference. However, he did not tell what happened next, and of course, he did not dare to tell...

"Antique exchange meeting?"

Zheng Kuan frowned and asked: "You are the only one who still has the patience to study antiques? Are you going to cause trouble for me again?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yuandong quickly denied it and immediately said: "My grandfather also knows about this matter. If you don't believe me, ask him."

Seeing that Zheng Yuandong actually moved the old man out, Zheng Kuan vaguely believed what he said, but he still said a few words, "It's not the best. If you let me know that you ran away and went out to do mischief, be careful that I interrupt you."

leg!"

After saying this, Zheng Kuan gave Zheng Yuandong a warning look, and then without waiting for the latter to speak, he said, "Okay, come up with me. Today is your grandfather's seventieth birthday. Let's pay tribute to him later."

How many drinks does this old man have?"

Then he walked directly upstairs.

"Okay."

Seeing this scene, Zheng Yuandong breathed a sigh of relief, responded hurriedly, and followed him...
Chapter completed!
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