With his bank card in his pocket, Zhong Yuhuan spent several hours in the mall and finally picked out the gifts and toys he wanted.
After paying the bill, I got in the car.
"Go to Shuang Dong E!
The driver looked back at her in surprise before starting the car.
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To this day, it has gradually become a symbol of wealth and power.
The original mother, Ding Ruxue, lived here with her parents back then, but this was Zhong Yuhuan's first time here.
After entering the villa area, Zhong Yuhuan immediately called his cousin.
"Where are you now?" A deep voice came from the other end.
Zhong Yuhuan looked out the window: "There is a large fountain with many yellow roses planted next to it..."
"Okay, I understand. Wait for me there and don't move." The man's voice was a little stiff, probably because he didn't know how to deal with girls of this age.
Zhong Yuhuan said "Okay", then put away her phone and got out of the car, and asked the driver to go back first.
Zhong Yuhuan's cousin is his aunt's son, his surname is Lang, and his name is Lang Jinzhi.
When Lang Jinzhi drove to the fountain, the first thing he saw was the slender little girl standing there and several big bags at her feet.
The last time Lang Jin saw this cousin was at his aunt's funeral. At that time, she was wearing a black skirt and stood at the front without saying a word. He stood at the back. As long as he raised his head, he could see her slender arms and legs.
The figure was pitifully thin.
Later, he thought that he was a cousin after all, and even if he didn't have much contact, he should step forward to comfort him.
So he stepped forward and took the initiative to talk to her.
But when she raised her head, her face was full of stubbornness and resistance. She said, "I don't need you to control me!"
After that, Lang Jinzhi heard gossip about the Zhong family from time to time.
Today it was Miss Zhong who had a big quarrel with her father, making everyone uneasy; tomorrow it was Miss Zhong who went to Zhong's company to make a big fuss and ruined one of Zhong's businesses; and the day after tomorrow it was her little At such a young age, I ran out alone and almost disappeared...
Lang Jinzhi understood her grief and frustration, but he couldn't agree with her way of acting.
She resisted everyone in the Ding family's concern for her, and fought with Zhong Chi to the end, using all the stupid and stupid methods.
This directly caused Lang Jinzhi's impression of her to plummet.
Later, naturally, I lost interest in taking care of this cousin.
Lang Jinzhi stopped the car, opened the door and got out.
When he got closer, he could clearly see Zhong Yuhuan's current appearance. Wearing a white skirt, her eyebrows are stretched, and there is a sweet smile on her lips.
In his impression... he seemed to be completely two different people.
And this Zhong Yuhuan has already called out: "Cousin."
The voice is also sweet.
It was as if seeing him immediately made me feel happy from the bottom of my heart.
Lang Jinzhi was stunned for a moment, then said nothing. He bent down and picked up the big bag, put it in the trunk, and said, "Get in the car."
Zhong Yuhuan nodded, consciously opened the passenger door, got in, and quickly fastened his seat belt.
Only then did Zhong Yuhuan turn his head and look at his cousin slowly.
Lang Jinzhi should be around twenty-four or five years old, but he already has a vague air of majesty.
He was meticulously dressed in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses. Under his handsome eyebrows, there was a sharp and indifferent air.
No wonder the original person feels afraid, because his cousin does look like "I'm not easy to get along with."
When Zhong Yuhuan was looking at it, Lang Jinzhi also noticed it.
He couldn't help but turn his head to look at her, and saw Zhong Yuhuan staring at him, with a gleaming light in his eyes, like two twinkling stars.
Kind of...cute.
Lang Jinzhi had never seen her with such an expression.
Is it because I have suffered enough recently and finally learned to soften
Regardless of whether it was for this reason or not, Lang Jinzhi's eyes became gentler. After all, she is his cousin, so she has a blood relationship.
In order to avoid an awkward atmosphere, Lang Jinzhi took the initiative to start the conversation: "Grandpa is already waiting in the villa."
"Yes." Zhong Yuhuan nodded and said in a low voice, "I miss my grandpa."
Lang Jinzhi suddenly heard these words, and his eyes couldn't help but become gentler: "Grandpa misses you too."
"I used to work in Duan Province
"I have lived here before. When you were very young, my aunt brought you to live here for a few days." Speaking of this, Lang Jinzhi paused: "Grandpa doesn't live here anymore. Since my aunt has disappeared, grandpa is afraid of being hurt by the scene." I moved to another place."
Zhong Yuhuan stopped talking.
Lang Jinzhi didn't say anything after that, and waited until the car stopped, and the two of them got out of the car one after another.
Lang Jinzhi took the things out of the trunk and said, "I'll hold them for you."
Zhong Yuhuan then raised his head and said "hmm".
Lang Jin was startled.
There were a little tears in Zhong Yuhuan's eyes. It was obvious that he had cried quietly in the car just now.
Is it because of what he said
Lang Jinzhi stared at her appearance and couldn't help but raise his hand and stroke her hair stiffly: "Don't cry, grandpa will be even more sad if he sees it."
Zhong Yuhuan nodded and raised his hand to rub his eyes, but his eyes became even redder.
A look of pity on his face.
Lang Jinzhi was at a loss for an instant.
Only then did he feel that his cousin's toughness, stubbornness, and unlovability before were probably just her instinctive self-protection in that environment.
But now, this is what she really looks like.
At this time, a maid heard the voice and ran out to greet him: "Master Lang."
After finishing speaking, the maid looked at Zhong Yuhuan and said with an uncertain tone: "Miss Zhong."
"Let's go in first." Lang Jinzhi thought for a moment, moved the bag he was carrying in his right hand to the other, and then held Zhong Yuhuan with his right hand.
Zhong Yuhuan didn't break away, she followed obediently and walked inside.
Everyone in the villa was quickly alarmed.
"Huanhuan." A low and hoarse voice sounded.
Zhong Yuhuan looked up.
She saw a thin old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit, staring at her closely and opening his arms towards her.
Zhong Yuhuan recognized exactly who it was.
"Grandpa," she whispered.
Grandpa Ding walked towards her and held her in his arms.
"Huanhuan has grown taller again... taller again..."
Only then did Lang Jinzhi let go of Zhong Yuhuan's hand and stood aside.
"Let's eat first," he said.
"Yes, let's eat first." Grandpa Ding let go of his arms.
Grandpa Ding does not look like a kind old man. His facial features are sharp and shrewd. When he sits there, he looks very powerful.
But when he looked at Zhong Yuhuan, his complex eyes were indeed mixed with tenderness and care.
At this family dinner, there were only three people, Grandpa Ding, Lang Jinzhi and Zhong Yuhuan. They sat down around the round table. The maids quickly served the dishes and brought the tableware.
"Wait a minute." Zhong Yuhuan bent down, picked up the big bag at his feet, and took out a box from it: "A gift for grandpa."
"A gift?" Grandpa Ding and Lang Jinzhi paused at the same time.
"Huanhuan wants to give grandpa a gift?" Grandpa Ding said with a bit of disbelief.
When Ding Ruxue gave birth to Zhong Yuhuan, Grandpa Ding was still in his prime and still busy with his career. He paid less attention to his daughter, let alone visiting his granddaughter. Therefore, later on, his granddaughter refused to get close to him and was indifferent to them. Grandpa Ding understood it and did not dare to ask for anything from his granddaughter, so he immediately went back and made peace with them.
The gift, of course, has never been seen before.
"Yeah." Zhong Yuhuan nodded and pushed the box in front of Grandpa Ding.
Grandpa Ding opened it and saw that there were three cans of tea inside. He didn't bother to see what kind of tea they were. He immediately handed them to the maid on the side and said, "Bring them over and make a cup. I'll have a taste."
The maid quickly left with the tea in her arms.
Lang Jinzhi looked at this scene and thought to himself that he finally became sensible.
At this time, Zhong Yuhuan bent down again and took out another box from the bag: "For my cousin."
This time Lang Jinzhi was really stunned.
He never thought that he would be a part of it.
Grandpa Ding frowned and said, "What are you doing for him? He is usually nowhere to be seen, and he doesn't take good care of your sister."
Grandpa Ding's tone was stern, but his face clearly showed jealousy.
He just received Huanhuan’s gift for the first time!
Why do you have to take Lang Jinzhi with you!
Zhong Yuhuan was not as afraid of her grandfather as she was. She met Grandpa Ding's gaze and said with a smile: "Yes, yes. My cousin helped me. He sent Secretary Cheng to help me."
"That's nothing. As long as you think about it, any Secretary Cheng or Secretary Dong can be at your disposal. Grandpa can lend you Grandpa's secretary..."
"No, why do I need so many secretaries?" Zhong Yuhuan shook his head quickly.
Grandpa Ding couldn't hide the disappointment on his face.
He lacked a lot to his daughter and granddaughter, and when he wanted to make up for it, he couldn't. He really wished that Zhong Yuhuan was desperately making demands.
Zhong Yuhuan pushed the box to Lang Jinzhi: "Cousin, here it is."
Lang Jinzhi's eyes fell on the box, and he hesitantly reached out and opened the lid. I saw a Swiss Richard Mille pen lying inside.
What kind of family does Lang Jinzhi live in? Naturally, one can see at a glance that it is of great value.
He closed the lid and whispered, "Thank you." After thinking about it, he added, "Thank you, cousin."
"Okay, stop reading. Take it home and read it slowly. Eat first. Huanhuan must be starving."
"Yeah." Lang Jinzhi responded.
Everyone picked up their chopsticks and started eating seriously, without saying much else.
After finishing the meal, Grandpa Ding couldn't hide his reluctance: "This is where your mother grew up... come back more often when you have time."
Zhong Yuhuan nodded.
Lang Jinzhi put on his suit jacket silently and said, "I'll give it to you."
Zhong Yuhuan looked at him in surprise.
This is really different from the cousin in the original memory. Could it be possible to bribe people with just a pen? Is it so easy to coax
All the money was spent on Zhong Chi’s five million!