Jiu Min, if you are asked to take care of the baby, will you show off in the entertainment industry?

Uncle Zhong said: "Yes, old man. The young master has been living here these days. Miss Sang and the child live next door to him."

Mr. Huo nodded with satisfaction, "It is indeed a marriage destined by God. No matter how much you resist, the brat will find it in the end."

Uncle Zhong couldn't help laughing, "I can see that the young master really likes Miss Sang and the two children. No, Miss Sang is about to join the team. In order to take good care of the two children, the young master has specially arranged a nanny and bodyguard. It's really Very attentive.”

"And have bodyguards arranged?"

"Yes, it was arranged just last night. The people transferred directly from the old house are trustworthy and have strong business capabilities."

Mr. Huo asked: "Then do you know why he transferred people?"

Uncle Zhong was stunned when he was asked. Although the young master was usually lazy, he had really practiced a lot in the past. With him living next door to the two children, how could he need the best bodyguards?
"Can't you see this?"

Uncle Zhong smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's not like you don't know, old man. I'm not very smart, so I can't guess what the young master is thinking."

"Stupid." Mr. Huo stroked the faucet on the crutch, "He is preparing for the golden cicada to escape its shell. Believe it or not, as soon as the front foot sets off, he will charter a plane to catch up with the back foot?"

Uncle Zhong really couldn't believe it. Did the old man say that the young master was too romantic? His young master used to put his work first, but now he is too lazy to take a bath. How could he do such a thing as chasing his wife thousands of miles away?
"Do not believe?"

Mr. Huo hummed, "If you don't believe it, just wait and see!"

After Mr. Huo finished speaking, he was about to enter the community. Uncle Zhong asked: "Old man, do you really not need me to accompany you in?"

Mr. Huo glanced at the dignified butler uniform on his body, and then glanced at his simple clothes with satisfaction, "I'm here to cultivate a relationship with my little great-grandson. What are you going to do?"

Uncle Zhong said, "Then our car will be parked outside. Old man, just call when you want to go back and I will pick you up."

Mr. Huo waved his hand, "Why are you going back? I'm not going back."

Uncle Zhong: "Huh?"

Mr. Huo said confidently: "The brat is going to chase my wife to another city soon. How can I safely leave my little great-grandson to the care of a nanny and bodyguard? Of course I have to stay and take care of them myself!"

After saying that, he actually directed the driver to take a duffel bag from the trunk.

Wearing simple clothes and this inconspicuous luggage bag, he really looks like an old man who went to the city to find his wife.

Uncle Zhong was shocked. He had no idea when the old man secretly prepared these!
He also had a very good impression of Sang Chi, but in any case, the two children were the children of Sang Chi and someone else. Why didn't the old man have any grudges at all? Do you want to take the initiative to stay and help take care of the children?

Uncle Zhong thought that he would never be able to do it if it were him.

Mr. Huo was too lazy to explain to him and waved him and the driver away.

It was as if he was afraid of having anything to do with them.

As soon as Uncle Zhong and the driver left, another luxury car arrived.

A man and a woman got out of the car.

It was Jiang Honghui and Zhou Youmin.

Jiang Honghui was extremely disgusted, "Then that damn girl lives in a place like this? What does she mean, she would rather live in a place like this than go back to Jiang's house with us?"

For ordinary people, Yuelan Bay is a high-end community with a very good environment, but for people like Jiang Honghui who claim to be upper class, it is completely unacceptable.

Zhou Youmin: "It's normal for her to be angry. A good young lady with a lot of money was replaced by someone else. She grew up in a place like a slum. It's impossible for her not to have any resentment towards us."

"Are you blaming me?" Zhou Youmin replied gently: "No."

Jiang Honghui snorted coldly. What he hated most was Zhou Youmin's dead look. In his impression, her previous temper was not like this. It seemed that ever since her ex-boyfriend died, her soul seemed to have been taken away. She was obedient, but human beings It's as tasteless as white porridge.

His stomach is not up to expectations. How can he not have a son to inherit such a large family business of the Jiang family? Fortunately, his outside mistress was good enough and gave him so many sons.

Mr. Huo, who was walking in front, was stopped by the security guard and asked to register.

Mr. Huo took a pen and wrote down the name and house number of the person he wanted to visit one stroke at a time.

Mr. Huo wanted to give his grandson a "surprise" and visited someone to directly register Sang Chi's information.

Before he finished writing the last stroke, Jiang Honghui had already squeezed over forcefully and said angrily to the security guard: "Let's find someone."

The security guard nuzzled at him, "Same, register first."

Because of Jiang Honghui's squeeze just now, Mr. Huo's last stroke was crooked and he said dissatisfied: "Why squeeze? Do you understand that it's first come, first served!"

Jiang Honghui ignored him, with a condescending expression that seemed to say, "How can a person like you deserve to talk to me?"

Mr. Huo was anxious to see his great-grandson, so he didn't argue with him. However, Jiang Honghui called him out: "Old man, stop!"

Mr. Huo ignored him and continued walking forward.

But he was using a cane, and his speed was still not as fast as Jiang Honghui, who was walking quickly.

Jiang Honghui stopped in front of him, looking at him with dissatisfaction and disdain. He asked, "You came to see Sang Chi? What is your relationship with him?"

Mr. Huo raised his eyelids and said, "She is my grandson's girlfriend and future grandson's wife. Of course we are a family."

"What did you say?"

Jiang Honghui's eyes widened, as if he had discovered something unacceptable.

But he just couldn't accept it. Sang Chi was now his trump card to achieve class leap. Fu Mingting said that as long as Sang Chi agreed to be with him, he was willing to give out the shares of the Fu family as a betrothal gift.

In this case, how could he agree to Sang Chi finding a boyfriend on his own?

Moreover, this old man looks like a country bumpkin in his clothes. How rich can his grandson be?
"Shut up, how could my daughter marry a bumpkin family like yours? If I hear you tarnish his reputation again, don't blame me for being rude to you, an old man!"

"Your daughter?" Mr. Huo's old eyes flashed with a cold light.

Jiang Honghui raised his chin and said, "My surname is Jiang. She is the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. She will naturally marry into a wealthy family in the future. She is not the same person as you. I advise you and your grandson to be self-aware earlier and not to be complacent." Take it for granted."

"Hey, this is the first time I've heard someone talk about selling their daughter as such an honorable thing. I don't know anything else. I only know that your surname is Jiang and my granddaughter-in-law's surname is Sang. How do you, a member of the Jiang family, get the right to control the surname? What’s going on with Sang?”

These words undoubtedly touched Jiang Honghui's current pain point.

Now is the era of rule of law. Even if he is Sang Chi's biological father, he cannot forcefully sell her to the Fu family.

"I think you, this damn old man, are looking for death!"

(End of this chapter)