The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1971 Hello Mr. Future 2052! 6
Nan Chonglou couldn't believe it.

Nan Shengqing showed his father a group photo with his mobile phone as if offering a treasure: "Your Excellency Yin just happened to come to the landlord's house for dinner the night before yesterday. Mr. Landlord, isn’t he very young, a cultural person who runs a bookstore, you can see that he reads books at home, and he is not a bad person by his face, right?”

Nan Chonglou glanced at it twice, surprised and surprised, he was indeed very young and very temperamental, and he could tell from his years of experience that he was not a rich man, let alone something in a pool.

He saw that his daughter was full of joy, maybe her daughter had a spring heart, and she was falling in love with this landlord. The young man was just at the age of falling in love, but he felt that he didn't need to be too lenient, so he didn't say anything more.

"If you are free, invite him to come to your house as a guest, and let Dad check for you."

"We haven't reached that point yet, what should we do if we are scared away when we take it home? Besides—"

"What more? My daughter has already reached the age of thinking of spring. As a father, I can't be the man who will gradually take away my daughter's soul in advance?"

"How can I miss spring?" Nan Sheng said tenderly, and crossed his mouth: "Dad, you are such a gossip, I won't tell you. Seriously, I'm going to the living room to watch TV. You can do it yourself. Put more peppers on the fish head. I want to eat spicy flavor."

She was just thinking that Mr. Lonely is a person from the future, and she still doesn't know how Mr. Lonely lives with her. There are a lot of question marks in her head.

Feeling embarrassed, Nan Sheng ran away, lying on the sofa in the living room and watching TV.

The old lady brought Xiaowei back from the outside, and found that her son was cooking. She hurried to the kitchen and said, "Why do you cook by yourself? Isn't Mama Zhang cooking at home?"

"It's okay, I have a rare rest today, I want to make some love that Sheng loves to eat."

The old lady was not happy: "How can a father cook for his daughter, and the daughter is watching TV on the sofa with her legs crossed? You are just used to her, and you are used to her willful temper now, and she runs away from home after a little family conflict."

"Mom, that's not a trivial matter!" Nan Chonglou is a dutiful son who doesn't want to contradict his mother, but also wants to protect his daughter: "Which daughter is not the apple of the eye of her parents. Sheng Qing has a very good temper. I don't think there is anything wrong with her being spoiled." .”

"Look at the car she drove back. She's a girl who doesn't know who she lives with, and you don't care about it, and you're not afraid of her doing things that insult the family tradition outside. Aren't you spoiling her?"

Nan Chonglou didn't want to discuss this issue. He believed in his daughter's character. There was nothing to criticize when she made friends at her age. If she didn't make friends now, she would have less time to make friends when she was older and worked. Worried about arranging a blind date for her, he believed that if Le Ling was awake, he would not object to her daughter dating some good-looking friends.

He has asked people to go to the place where his daughter lives to inquire about the neighbors. Her landlord has a good reputation in the area, and there are no dirty women around him. He is also the owner of a bookstore that does not close for 24 hours. What do you think? They are all good young people.

What's more, his daughter works as an intern in the company every day, works hard, is full of energy, and is humble and polite to the company's seniors. He sees it in his eyes, and feels proud and satisfied in his heart. Apart from the fact that he is not used to ostentatiously driving a luxury car every day, There is nothing wrong with it.

On the contrary, it was the son, who was spoiled by his mother to be a little lawless, like a little emperor, and that was what worried him.

(End of this chapter)