Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Is it possible that my son will have to live a life of celibacy for the rest of his life?

Just when Meng's mother was feeling a little desperate.

She found that there was still one person who had not been driven away!

So she couldn't wait to send a message to Zhu Baishao to ask about the progress, fearing that she would lose this last straw of life.

The nanny made a cup of black tea and came over to give it to Meng's mother who had been sitting on the sofa.

buzzing.

As soon as Meng's mother put the phone on the table, it vibrated a few times. She immediately put down the teacup and picked up the phone.

When she opened it, her eyes lit up instantly.

She patted the sofa happily, covered her mouth and laughed in an inappropriate manner, then looked at the photo over and over again, confirming that the man in the photo with fiery eyes and a look of eagerness to swallow the woman was undoubtedly her son.

Meng's mother was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

Based on Zhu Baishao's bank card number, he transferred 100 million yuan to her online.

"Miss Zhu, keep up the good work! I have high hopes for you!"

Zhu Baishao, who received this WeChat message, was calling Zhu Baizhi.

"Sister, where have you been? I went to look for you, but Aunt An said you were out on vacation."

Zhu Baizhi did not live on campus, but lived in a small apartment she bought near the school.

At this moment, she was curled up on the sofa, looking indifferent and a little aggrieved.

Ever since her mother passed away, she always felt that her sister had become much colder towards her.

But when her mother passed away, it wasn’t that she didn’t want to come back, it was just that there was a problem with her visa.

Zhu Baishao's tone was even calmer. "I'm talking about business and making money. Isn't this your last semester as a senior? How are you preparing for your graduation thesis? Are you going to continue studying for a postgraduate entrance exam, take the civil service exam, or go out to work? If you're taking the postgraduate entrance exam, have you decided on your major? Have you decided on the school? Has your supervisor reviewed it? If you're taking the civil service exam, do you want to sign up for a tutoring class? If you're going to work, where do you plan to work? Have you prepared your resume?"

Zhu Baishao avoided answering, and then threw out a long list of questions, which directly confused Zhu Baizhi.

"I...uh..."

Zhu Baishao sneered in her heart, don’t you want me to care about you more? Then I will care about you more.

"Bai Zhi, you are not a little girl anymore. You should have a plan when doing things..."

Barbara.

Zhu Baishao turned himself into an elder and talked for a long time without stopping. Then he hung up the phone when Zhu Baizhi was a little dazed.

On the other hand, Zhu Baizhi from Guangcheng, whose originally cold face now showed a hint of impatience, was inexplicably lectured by her sister and felt a little dizzy.

Looking out the window at the bright neon lights of the city block, she took the keys to her Porsche 718 and went out, planning to go for a drive to relax her mind.

The ice-berry pink Porsche was driving on a deserted road on the outskirts of the city. Zhu Baizhi couldn't help but speed up again and again.

Just then, a McLaren caught up with her, honked at her, and then accelerated and passed her.

Zhu Baizhi glanced at him with her cold eyes. Perhaps it was because of the lonely night or something else, but she felt a little competitive and quickened her pace to catch up.

In the night sky, the moon is hidden and the stars are sparse.

Under the night sky, on the straight suburban road, a raspberry pink Porsche and a black McLaren were driving side by side.

Finally, the black McLaren suddenly turned a corner and stopped in front, with a loud friction sound between the tires and the ground.

Zhu Baizhi also drifted and stopped the car.

The door of the McLaren opened and a young man in a casual suit walked out.

Under the illumination of the McLaren's headlights, he was facing away from her. Zhu Baizhi couldn't see his appearance clearly. She could only see his tall figure and steady steps, getting closer and closer to her step by step.

When he came closer and knocked on Zhu Baizhi's car window, she saw his appearance clearly.

With handsome features, deep and charming eyes and a sly smile on his lips, he stretched out his hand and said to Zhu Baizhi, "Let me introduce myself. I am Huo Yinan."

Maybe it was because of the speeding that made her hormones surge and her heart beat faster, or maybe it was because the night was too beautiful, but Zhu Baizhi was a little nervous. She slowly stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Zhu Baizhi."

……

When Zhu Baishao woke up the next day, she saw Meng Jiuan who was having a video conference in the hall.

He was wearing a formal suit, his short black hair was combed back slightly, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses, looking ascetic. When he spoke, his voice was expressionless, making him seem even more indifferent.

Zhu Baishao was wearing a burgundy cheongsam, radiant and gorgeous. She leaned against the window and watched him in the meeting. When he looked up at her, she blinked at him and blew him a kiss.

Meng Jiuan was wearing another string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, not the red sandalwood one as before, but agarwood.

When he saw Zhu Baishao, he remembered his dream last night. In his dream, the purple snake demon turned into a lavender little fox, which was very cunning.

My Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.

Zhu Baishao went to eat the breakfast that Meng Jiuan had prepared for her in a graceful manner.

As a result, when she finished eating, Meng Jiuan's meeting was not over yet.

Zhu Baishao didn't wait any longer, she just went downstairs directly.

As a result, I met Meng Yi below.

Meng Yi looked at her eagerly, and when he didn't find any kiss marks on her neck, his eyes immediately lit up again.

"elder sister……"

Zhu Baishao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "I told you before, I am your future aunt."

Meng Yi knew that Meng Jiuan had never been interested in women, so even if his brother told him yesterday that Zhu Baishao was taken away by Meng Jiuan, he didn't believe it because he didn't see it with his own eyes.

"My uncle is old and in poor health. He is not as good as a young man like me..."

As he was speaking, Meng Yi noticed that Zhu Baishao's gaze passed over him and fell behind him, and he couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart.

He turned around stiffly and saw his uncle, whom he was usually afraid of, looking at him with a smile.

Old man? In poor health?

Zhu Baishao walked over and patted Meng Yi on the shoulder to comfort him.

Meng Jiuan looked at her hand on Meng Yi, and his eyes deepened a little.

"He's still young, don't bother with him."

Zhu Baishao thought Meng Yi was quite cute, so she naturally wanted to say a few good words for him to prevent him from saying bad things about Meng Jiuan behind his back and being scolded by Meng Jiuan.

It would have been better if she didn't say it. Once she said it, Meng Jiuan felt even worse.

He is still young, so does she feel that she is old too?

He twisted the Buddhist beads a little harder.

Zhu Baishao looked at the uncle and nephew who were in a stalemate without saying anything, and then looked at the people who appeared nearby, and felt a headache coming on.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed Meng Jiuan on the cheek, then hugged his arm and took him away. Before leaving, she winked at Meng Yi, as if to say, see, I told you I am your future aunt.

Meng Yi had been intimidated by Meng Jiuan's aura and had been holding his breath. When he saw them leave, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he found that his palms and back were wet with cold sweat.

He really didn't expect that his uncle, who had cultivated Buddhism to the point of being indifferent, would actually be jealous...