Mind-reading girl is a little cute

Chapter 80
"Xiaoqiang, Mingzhu!" Suddenly came a hoarse call from behind.

The two turned their heads and found that Cheng Zihao had appeared in front of them at some point, staring at them with wet eyes.

It turned out that Cheng Zihao had just received a call from Aunt Lan, the nanny, saying that since he left, Cheng Shaoqiang and Dongfang Mingzhu seemed to be in a daze. They stood in the yard and cried all afternoon. He hurried back and listened clearly to the conversation between the two just now, and his affection for the Oriental Pearl Tower increased a bit in his heart.

"Master, Young Master, it's time to eat." At this moment, Aunt Lan came out of the kitchen and stood in front of the three of them and said in a low voice.

"How time flies!" Dongfang Mingzhu looked up at the sky and realized that the sun had already set in the west, so she looked at Cheng Zihao and said, "Uncle Cheng, you should have dinner first. If there is nothing else, then I'm going back."

"Mingzhu, let's go in and have dinner together!" After Cheng Zihao finished speaking, he turned around and told Aunt Lan, "Aunt Lan, please bring an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks!"

Aunt Lan responded, turned around and walked into the house.

"Aha...that, Uncle Cheng, no need, I ate so much at noon, how can I eat it now?" Oriental Pearl had no choice but to be straightforward.

"No, sister, why don't you eat something with Xiaoqiang?" Xiaoqiang was obviously very reluctant to let Oriental Pearl leave now, so he held her hand tightly and begged.

As soon as Oriental Pearl met Cheng Shaoqiang's pure and innocent eyes, his heart softened immediately, so he nodded involuntarily.

Cheng Shaoqiang smiled immediately, dragged Oriental Pearl by the hand, and walked into the house.

Cheng Zihao followed behind the two of them, and said as they walked, "Mingzhu, if you can't eat anymore, then try Aunt Lan's old hot soup. It tastes so delicious that even five-star restaurants can't make it." come out."

Oriental Pearl thanked Cheng Zihao with a smile. People had already walked into the hall. Looking around, there was a lush green landscape painting on the wall, light green wallpaper, grass green fabric sofa, and the handicrafts on the closet were also green. Even the TV cabinets are tender green.

Although all this is very harmonious and eye-catching, what makes her feel strange is that the interior of a big boss like Cheng Zihao is so elegant and simple, without the appearance of a big boss burning money like extravagance.

Cheng Zihao naturally saw her surprise, so without waiting for her to ask, he hoarsely explained, "Mingzhu, everything in this house is arranged according to my wife Wang Jun's preferences."

Oh I got it!Oriental Pearl suddenly remembered something, so she asked, "Uncle Cheng, excuse me, may I ask if you were born in Xia Tian?"

"No, I was born in winter." Cheng Zihao's thoughts were interrupted, and he suddenly woke up from the uncontrollable emotion of missing his wife. He looked at the Oriental Pearl in surprise and asked, "But, Mingzhu, why don't you ask?" What is this for?"

"Oh, it's like this. If you were born in winter, uncle, then you must belong to the water life in the five elements of gold, wood, fire, water, earth, and you are a typical hungry fire life. Therefore, it is not appropriate to arrange your home like this. It is best Make it sunny."

Because Oriental Pearl rescued the two Guliang from Yisheng Garment Factory, and pointed out the three decorative lamps hanging above his office, which he had never met, Chen Zihao already trusted her to a certain extent. It is very reluctant to change the preferences of my beloved wife, Wang Jun, but after so many years, the old man is gone, and I have to try to put her in the deepest part of my heart, so that I can make room to accept other women, so that I won’t be in trouble every day. Wan met her in her dream, so she nodded and agreed to Oriental Pearl's suggestion.

"Uncle Cheng, you and Auntie have different paths, for the sake of you and Xiaoqiang, let's try to forget about her!" Dongfang Mingzhu persuaded.

Cheng Zihao glanced at Cheng Shaoqiang who had already sat down at the dinner table, and nodded vigorously.

(End of this chapter)