Middle-aged tycoon: Twins come knocking on his door when he goes home for Chinese New Year

Not long after, a familiar figure appeared at the entrance of the flower shop.

Li Menghan has arrived.

He was still wearing that black tracksuit, which looked a bit old, but it was very clean.

Seeing his son arrive, Li Ze's face immediately lit up with a smile. He quickly stood up and even went to the door to greet him personally.

"Son, you're here! Come in quickly!"

Because I needed his help, and I had already called him "Dad" on WeChat.

So this time, Li Menghan's attitude towards Li Ze was much better than before, when she was all prickly.

Although he still looked a little awkward and his eyes were somewhat unnatural, he didn't dare to look Li Ze in the eye.

However, compared to the previous attitude of arguing as soon as they met or turning away, this is a huge improvement.

Li Ze pulled his son to sit on the sofa in the rest area and personally poured him a cup of freshly brewed hot tea.

"Here, have some tea. It's cold outside, warm yourself up."

Li Menghan accepted the teacup with both hands and said softly, "Thank you."

Seeing his son's restrained demeanor, Li Ze didn't want to make him feel too uncomfortable.

So, without saying anything more, he simply pulled out the black bank card he had prepared beforehand from his pocket.

He gently pushed the card in front of Li Menghan and said:

"Son, this is what you wanted."

"I've already had the money transferred in."

"Take this and use it for now. Buy whatever you want. If you need more, just let me know."

At this point, Li Ze paused, his tone becoming exceptionally gentle:

"As for repaying the money, there's no rush. You can pay me back slowly after you start working and earn more money."

Li Menghan looked at the black card on the table; it was the Centurion Black Gold Card, a symbol of ultimate wealth.

Without much hesitation, he took a deep breath, reached out and picked up the card, clutching it tightly in his hand.

Then, he raised his head, looked at Li Ze, and said very solemnly:

"Thanks."

Li Ze waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Hey, you're my son. It's only natural for a father to give his son money to spend. What are you thanking me for?"

But Li Menghan shook her head and insisted:

"No, this is not the same."

"After all, you gave me money and helped me a lot. I definitely need to say thank you."

"Besides, consider this money a loan, and I will definitely pay it back."

After saying that, he stood up:

"I'll be going now, I have something to do."

Watching his son turn and leave with the card in his hand, Li Ze held his teacup and sighed softly.

It seems there is still a deep barrier between him and his son.

This sense of alienation cannot be eliminated in a short time.

But it's okay.

Li Ze comforted himself, saying that being able to do this much today, being able to call someone "Dad," and being able to sit down and take the money calmly was already a huge improvement.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time.

After seeing his son off, Li Ze sat back down on the sofa and leisurely drank his tea.

His gaze drifted through the flower shop's floor-to-ceiling windows, occasionally glancing towards the Prince Xuan restaurant diagonally opposite.

He wanted to see if his wife was tired from work, and also to admire how she worked.

However, this glance had a significant impact.

As soon as he looked up, Li Ze frowned.

At the entrance of the Prince Pavilion, a man dressed in a black suit and tie, with his hair slicked back, was standing next to Zhang Ruoran.

The man was all smiles, chatting and laughing with Ruoran, and he kept leaning forward. The way he was being so affectionate made Ruoran feel very uncomfortable.

At this moment, the old man who had been standing to the side tactfully walked over and introduced in a low voice:

"Boss, that man's name is Wang Cong."

"He is the manager of the Taizixuan Xudong branch, and also the one who had been pursuing the lady."

"He brought a few clients with him today to support his wife."

Upon hearing this, Li Ze slammed his teacup heavily onto the table.

"Wang Cong?"

Li Ze narrowed his eyes.

So this is the potential rival in love.

Although Ruoran and he were just having normal colleague interactions, and Ruoran's expression was merely a polite smile.

However, as a man, seeing another man fawning over his wife right under his nose is simply unacceptable.

This is such a disregard for him, her legitimate ex-husband... oh no, I mean her legitimate suitor.

Li Ze was making plans in his mind.

I definitely can't just rush up and separate them now; that would make me seem petty and lacking in manners, and it would also make Ruoran lose face in front of her colleagues.

As for firing Wang Cong directly?

At present, there is no need for it.

He was just pursuing her normally, he didn't do anything bad, and he even brought Ruoran some business.

If we open it directly, it will make us look like we are bullying others, which is the worst possible strategy.

Moreover, Li Ze was very confident in himself.

He believed that with his charm, whether it was his looks, temperament, or understanding of Ruoran, he could absolutely outshine this so-called Wang Cong by a mile.

But...

Now that we've seen him, it wouldn't be Li Ze's style not to go and meet him and assert our dominance.

Thinking of this, Li Ze stood up and straightened the buttons on his suit.

"Let's go, Old One."

"Let's go check out the restaurant across the street. I'm hungry, let's grab a bite."

With that, Li Ze strode towards Prince Xuan.

……

at the same time.

Li Menghan took the black bank card and walked out of Han City World.

He stood by the roadside, looking at the card in his hand, feeling as if he were dreaming.

This feeling is truly dreamlike.

Just a few days ago, he was still worrying about an Apple phone that cost more than 10,000 yuan, and feeling immense pressure about the monthly installment payment of 400 yuan.

To save money, they even forgo eating decent meals.

But now, this flimsy card is in his hand.

Although he didn't know exactly how much money was in the card, he remembered his father saying it was one million.

One million!

This was an astronomical figure for him in the past.

With this million, he could buy a hundred iPhones in one go without even blinking.

This huge contrast had an unparalleled impact on him.

However, this is exactly what he wanted.

With this money, he felt more confident.

He wanted to use this money to give that student council president a good slap in the face!

He wanted to prove to Qianqian that he, Li Menghan, was no worse than that scumbag who drove a Porsche!

What that scumbag could give her, Li Menghan could give her just as much, and even more!

Thinking of this, Li Menghan's eyes became firm and fervent.

He flagged down a taxi, opened the door, and got in.

The driver turned around and asked:

"Young man, where are you going?"

Li Menghan took a deep breath and uttered the place name he had never dared to even imagine before:

"Driver, to the Ferrari dealership."