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

The next day, Zhu Baishao received a box of property certificates with some confusion.

One box, all of them.

Aunt An sat aside with her eyes wide open and her mouth unconsciously opened. She had never seen so many real estate certificates.

Flipping open a book, the owner clearly wrote her name. Zhu Baishao rubbed her brows and looked at Meng Jiuan who was standing aside with a calm expression. She said helplessly, "Ajiu, what are you doing?"

Meng Jiuan touched her head with a gentle look, "Nothing, I just want to give you a sense of security... This is all the real estate under my name, not only in Guangcheng and Gangcheng, but also in other cities. I want you to have a place to live no matter where you go in the future."

In fact, when he saw her information, he found out that when Zhu's mother died, she gave the villa to her sister, so she moved into Sunflower.

Although he had no objection to living on the top floor of Sunflower, he was worried about Zhu Baishao living here. After all, his current base was in Hong Kong City, and it was impossible for him to stay here all the time.

Sunflower is the result of the hard work of Zhu's mother. When Shaoshao chose to continue running it, she was definitely unwilling to close it.

Although he knew that she lived here to take care of the business of Sunflower, Meng Jiuan always felt that Zhu Baishao had no home.

He wanted to give her a home.

What they are given now is just a house. After they get married, they will have a real home.

His words made Zhu Baishao stunned for a moment, while Aunt An beside him raised her eyebrows higher and higher. She looked at Meng Jiuan, who had a handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, and secretly clicked her tongue.

But Aunt An always felt a little strange in her heart. Well, she wanted to laugh. Why did Meng Jiuan seem like the love-brained person mentioned on the Internet?

"Ajiu, you're so nice." Zhu Baishao threw herself into his arms, gave him a kiss without hesitation, and then muttered, "What if you spoil me like this?"

Meng Jiuan raised his hand and stroked the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I should have spoiled you. As for spoiling you, there is no such thing..."

The cell phone in his pocket interrupted him. Meng Jiuan took out his cell phone and saw that it was Meng's mother calling.

"Hey, son, how are you doing over there? Have you coaxed my daughter-in-law?"

Meng's mother's voice was loud, and Zhu Baishao could hear it clearly in Meng Jiuan's arms.

She raised her eyebrows and asked him how she became his wife.

Meng Jiuan ruffled her long hair, and then replied: "I've already coaxed her, Mom, what's the matter with you calling me?"

"Is there nothing I can do to call you?"

Mother Meng scolded him at first, and then her tone dropped. "Your grandpa fainted at home this morning. The doctor said it was due to high blood sugar... He just had a sweet tooth. Now after treatment, he is fine. I just felt that your grandpa loved you so much before, so I had to tell you."

Hearing that his grandfather had fainted, Meng Jiuan's brows were furrowed. When he heard that he was fine, he relaxed his brows slightly and said in a cold tone, "How do those nannies take care of people? If they can't do a good job, just change a new batch... I'll take a plane back to Hong Kong City later..."

Zhu Baishao listened to their conversation silently and did not resist Meng Jiuan's leaving too much.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Jiuan held her hand and whispered, "Grandpa has loved me since I was a child. I want to go back and see him..."

Zhu Baishao glared at him, her beautiful eyes flickering, and said unhappily, "You should go now. I'm not the kind of person who will cling to you and can't leave you once we're in love."

Meng Jiuan chuckled, his brows relaxed, and he touched her forehead with his, lowering his voice and said, "You are not, I am, I can't live without you."

His voice was pleasant to begin with, and when he deliberately lowered it, it became the bubbly voice of the male god on the Internet. It was not greasy at all and was particularly seductive.

Aunt An, who had been watching their interaction, got goose bumps on her arms, but she was extremely satisfied.

The way she looks at Meng Jiuan now is like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, and the more she looks, the more pleased she is.

Meng Jiuan didn't care about Aunt An and the invisible Zhao Lei. He lowered his head and kissed Zhu Baishao gently, then asked seriously, "Do you want to go back to Hong Kong City with me? I want to introduce you to my family."

Aunt An, who had turned away when she saw them kissing, suddenly remembered the purpose of her coming here this morning, and she shuddered.

She was so distracted by the box of property certificates that she forgot to tell Zhu Baishao about Zhu Baizhi's disappearance.

Although she also thought it would be a good idea for Zhu Baishao to go and meet his parents so as to improve their favorability, Zhu Baizhi's matter was more urgent and involved human lives.

"Um... Shaoshao, something happened with your sister, you may not be able to go this time..." Aunt An spoke hesitantly.

Zhu Baishao's heart was slightly moved, and she guessed that it must be Huo Yinan who caused the trouble.

She retracted her gaze and smiled at Meng Jiuan, "What a coincidence. I can't go this time. Please say hello to grandpa for me. Next time I visit him, I will cook for him personally and make some sweet but low-sugar dishes to satisfy grandpa's taste buds."

Zhu Baishao is a very skilled cook.

Meng Jiuan was distracted, as if he remembered the dishes he had eaten on the cruise ship, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Okay, I will definitely bring it back exactly as I said."

He felt a little sweet in his heart that she followed him and called him "Grandpa".

After seeing Meng Jiuan off, Zhu Baishao and Aunt An returned to the room. She put the box of property certificates aside and asked softly, "Aunt An, what happened to Zhu Baizhi?"

Aunt An didn't care that she called Zhu Baizhi by her name. She recounted her experience of going to school yesterday afternoon, and then took out her cell phone and called Zhu Baizhi's cell phone. It still rang, but no one answered.

Zhu Baishao frowned. Didn't that mean Zhu Baizhi disappeared after reading the file he gave her?

Could it be that she had lost her mind and went straight to Huo Yinan to verify it?

……

Time goes forward to the night when Zhu Baishao told Zhu Baizhi about Huo Yinan's identity.

After Zhu Baishao left, Zhu Baizhi sat in her seat in a daze, her heart in a mess. It was not until the food on the table cooled down, the oil and soup solidified, and the cell phone on the table rang that she suddenly came back to her senses.

She was stunned for a while before picking up the phone. The caller ID showed that it was Huo Yinan.

Zhu Baizhi was very confused. She felt that the Huo Yinan she knew was completely different from the leader Huo Yinan in the information her sister showed her.

She believed that the information her sister showed her was true. At the same time, she also believed in her own eyes and her own feelings. Huo Yinan was definitely not so evil.

Zhu Baizhi did not answer the call immediately. She took her phone and left the box. The waiter told her that the bill had been paid, so she left the restaurant.

Outside is the neon night scene and the hustle and bustle of traffic.

The night wind blew through her hair, and the strands of hair stuck to her face, making her skin look snow-white and her eyebrows and eyes look gloomy.