Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 1671 Simply Stupid!
With a few words, Chu Gan successfully ignited Chu Zhong's anger again.

This point is also what Chu Zhong taboos the most!
He had already scolded Chu Shaohua bloody in his heart, playing with women as soon as he played with them. He knew exactly what he was, but he didn't know how to keep a low profile.

After such a mess, he lost not only his own face, but also the face of the presidential palace!
"Agan, you can't say that. After all, Shaohua is young and frivolous, so it's understandable that he likes to play." Zhou Muyao spoke softly, helping Chu Shaohua speak well.

Chu Zhong snorted coldly, "Young and frivolous? You are in your twenties, and you don't have a sense of proportion in your heart. It's just stupid!"

"Father, don't be angry, your body is important."

Chu Zhong glanced at Zhou Muyao quietly, and sighed: "Yaoyao, you are just too kind."

The matter of Jian Lingxi has just passed, and now, she has already spoken good things for Chu Shaohua regardless of the past.

All of a sudden, Chu Zhong felt mixed feelings.

After taking a bath, the little girl who put on the panda one-piece pajamas was carried downstairs by Mengmeng.

She heard movement from a long distance away, and she kicked her short legs, "Uncle."

"Do you want to come down?"

"want!"

Mengmeng went down the stairs, put her down, and ran up to Chu Zhong cautiously, put her hands on his knees, and raised her head: "Grandpa, are you throwing something?"

Chu Zhong's angry face eased, he smiled, and stretched out his arms to hug his little one: "Grandpa didn't drop anything."

Mengmeng was stunned: "Grandpa, are you really okay?"

Open your eyes and talk nonsense.

You didn't drop it, so who else would dare to drop something in front of you?

Chu Zhong glanced at Mengmeng unhappily, and warned him to shut up, don't talk, and turned his head, with a kind smile on his face: "Why did you get down?"

Xiaogan sat in Chu Zhong's arms, lowered his head, and poked two index fingers at each other: "Dad doesn't have time to tell Xiaogan a story..."

"Grandpa will tell you." Chu Zhong pinched her cheek lovingly.

The little boy looked perplexed, and his little face flushed slightly: "Grandpa..."

"Ok?"

"Small, can you refuse?"

Chu Zhong stared, with a tiger face: "Why do you refuse?"

The little one said cutely: "The little one wants to hear dad tell stories~"

Chu Zhong: "..."

Your Excellency the President was rejected by Baodan, and there seemed to be a touch of sadness on his face.

Footsteps came, and the guard pushed Chu Shaohua in.

The last trace of smile on Chu Zhong's face gradually disappeared.

His eyes were cold, and he stared at Chu Shaohua who was sitting in a wheelchair. His face was bruised and purple, and his head was wrapped thickly with gauze.

He was wearing a loose hospital gown, and he couldn't see where he was injured.

However, these are not what Chu Zhong cares about. What he cares about is that the face of the Presidential Palace is completely lost by him, a beast!

Chu Yue, who was following beside him, lowered his voice and reminded him, "Call someone soon."

Chu Shaohua woke up like a dream, with a little uneasiness, he looked at Chu Zhong anxiously, "Grandpa... I'm back."

Chu Zhong leaned over, picked up the cup in front of him, and threw it mercilessly.

Chu Shaohua was sitting in a wheelchair, when the cup was thrown at him, he dodged instinctively, but it wasn't big enough, he was hit hard on the chest.

He grunted in pain, but he also understood that the most urgent task now is to let Grandpa calm down.

He grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, his lips turned pale, and even his voice became weak: "Grandpa, I'm sorry."

(End of this chapter)