One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

"It's just that Mr. Jack's temper is not very good, and he never brings strangers home." The little girl said awkwardly, "Even if I take you there, you need to work hard on other things, and I can't help you a little bit." busy!"

She waved her hand with a look of embarrassment, as if it was a great sin not to help Zhuang Chuchu.

Hearing what she said, Zhuang Chuchu let go of her heart, and let out a long breath, "I would be very grateful to you if you could help me find Mr. Jack's home!"

As she spoke, she gently hugged the little girl, which made the shy little girl blush.

Half an hour later, Zhuang Chuchu stood outside a villa with a large bottle of liquor in his hand.

Looking at the note in his hand, this is the current address of Mr. Jack that the little girl said. That's right. Mr. Jack lives abroad all the year round, because when he was young, the little girl's father used to be his fan. It also helped him a lot once, so every year he would come to China to stay for a while.

And it just so happened that he happened to be in China today, and as for the bottle of wine in his hand, it was something the little girl had thought of specially.

The villa is not very big, but there is a small piece of lawn in front of it, which looks vibrant.

"Is anyone there?" Zhuang Chuchu stood outside the gate and shouted while knocking on the door.

After shouting several times in a row, I saw a woman over fifty years old coming out of the room, she should be a servant at home by her attire.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Jack, and his old friend asked me to bring him a bottle of wine!" Zhuang Chuchu said while holding the wine to her chest.

"Is it Mr. Wu Qu?" the servant asked with a smile on his face.

"No, it's Mr. Wu Ze." Zhuang Chuchu corrected as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, come in quickly, Mr. just thinks about him very much recently!" The servant said enthusiastically, and hurriedly opened the door to let Zhuang Chuchu in.

It seems that it was just because people often come to Mr. Jack under false names, so he found a simple method to screen out. Fortunately, before coming, the little girl told her father's name to herself, otherwise, she might not even be able to open the door. Can't get in, Zhuang Chuchu thought happily.

As soon as they entered the villa, the servant arranged Zhuang Chuchu to sit on the sofa, poured her a glass of water, and then went upstairs alone. It seemed that he was going to ask Mr. Jack for instructions.

After a while, the servant came down from upstairs, followed by a British man in home clothes with red shawl hair.

Seeing this, Zhuang Chuchu stood up quickly. She had done a lot of homework before she came. If you read correctly, this should be the famous Mr. Jack!
"Mr. Jack! Hello!" Her excited and always clever mouth was a little clumsy.

You know, although she doesn't worship Mr. Jack like Long Muyun, Jack is still a god-like existence in their hearts.

His music, his persistence, and his spirit have deeply influenced generations of people!
Mr. Jack is not as cold as she imagined, but he has a smile like an ordinary old man on his face. Seeing Zhuang Chuchu, his smile is even more kind.

"Hello, little girl!" He greeted her as soon as he got downstairs, "Welcome to my house as a guest! I wonder how that old fellow Wu Ze is doing recently?"