The president is a snake maniac

"This cat...do you really raise it?" Wen Xiaoning was a little uneasy after sending the person to the door, "You won't take them home and just stew them, will you?"

Even if you dare to stew it, I dare not eat it!Zhuang Qin hooked the corners of his lips, holding a big cardboard box, his limbs were stiff: "Why, didn't I say that I like cats very much?"

Wen Xiaoning looked at Zhuang Qin in doubt: "Really?"

"Really!" Zhuang Qin said very coolly, and put the suitcase into the rear seat of the car after speaking.

If you ask again, if you ask whether it is true or not, I will return the cat to you! !

ask! !

"Oh..." Wen Xiaoning was carrying a bag of cat litter and a half plastic bag of cat food that had been poured out, looked back, and found that his sister was staring at him, so he could only put the things in together with distress, " Then you take good care of it, and you have to take a picture to show my mother later, otherwise my mother will be worried."

I don't worry about putting these two in my house! !

Zhuang Qin ran wildly in his heart, thinking that it was okay, he said that he was too busy to raise it, and at worst, he would make up for aunt in the future.Just as he was about to speak, Aunt Wen ran out carrying a cotton pad.

"Xiao Zhuang, hey, this is a cotton mat made by Auntie herself. It is for the cat to sleep on, so as not to spoil your bed." Aunt Wen smiled and stuffed the mat to Zhuang Qin.

"Mom, there is no shortage of cushions!" Wen Xiaoning felt distressed, isn't this the new cushion that he used to cushion his waist? ?

"Hey, that mat smells like you, so the cat won't be afraid!" Aunt Wen rolled her eyes at her own son, and then looked at Zhuang Qin with a smile: "Xiao Zhuang, from now on you two cubs will be more Just wait."

It's not easy to refuse this kind of tone of support, what the hell! !

Zhuang Qin grinned: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will take good care of them." No wonder! !I will be scared to death by them! !When I think of a pair of cat's eyes next to the bed in the middle of the night, my heart almost pops out!

After watching Zhuang Qin drive away, Aunt Wen said cheerfully to her daughter, "This kid looks good. I'm relieved that you have such a good leader."

That's the kind of vigor you didn't see him beating. The Wen family siblings rolled their eyes and changed the subject.

Zhuang Qin felt aggrieved, what do you call this?Why are you so mean and so mean? It's just that you are afraid of cats. Some people are afraid of snakes, some are afraid of cockroaches, and some are afraid of dogs. Why can't I be afraid of cats?He heard the sound of two milk cats scratching in the cardboard box behind him, his liver trembled, he was afraid that the cat would scratch the box and jump out, paw him and make him paralyzed or something...

It's scary to think about!

This cat must not be kept in my home, otherwise I will not know how it died!When I think of the social news headlines saying that a certain man died at home, his death was horrific, and his body was covered in bloody flesh from being scratched by a cat, he shuddered!

He thought about it for a while, and felt that he hadn't been home for a long time, so why not go home and see how the old man is doing. He had planned to go back today, and now there was even more reason.

Mr. Zhuang has a small villa in the Fifth Ring Road, imitating European-style architecture. This area is full of small villas, where all kinds of rich people live, so the safety and environment are particularly good.

When Zhuang Qin drove the car there, he felt his legs go limp.The kitten in the back seat was probably tired from scratching, and began to sleep. When it was quiet, it could still hear purring one after another.

You guys slept soundly!Zhuang Qin parked the car with a dark face, and called the old man's driver to come over and move things.

"Brother Zhuang, what's in this box?" The little driver looked at the dilapidated carton containing apples, thinking that this young master couldn't just carry a box of apples all the way?

Zhuang Qin sneered, "Monster."

Little driver Hei Xian, what kind of monster can be brought back in a cardboard box?

Zhuang Qin arrived home just in time for dinner, the old man was sitting in front of the table with the nanny aunt and was about to have dinner, when he heard the door knock, he looked, oh, this person looks familiar.

"It's really rare," Mr. Zhuang began to taunt, "You were not a little older when I saw you last time, and you are as tall as the door frame in a blink of an eye?"

Zhuang Qin rolled his eyes secretly, without showing weakness: "Isn't that right, if it weren't for the blood connection, I wouldn't even know who this old man is."

"You bastard!" Mr. Zhuang was so angry that he threw a spoon over, "What else are you doing here? You know how to learn something when you see the sky fooling around?"

"I don't learn well, so you fix the stall in the United States yourself?" Zhuang Qin put the things in his hand by the wall, changed his slippers and came over, "Auntie, I haven't eaten yet. Is there any more?"

"Yes, yes!" Even if you don't have it, you have to make it out, the nanny aunt laughed, "Why is Eggy here with something? What is that? If you can eat it, auntie can make it for you?" said He got up and picked up the box brought in by the little driver.

"Let's stew it, fight with dragons and tigers, and make up for the old man." Zhuang Qin came back after washing his hands, picked up a big mouthful of egg with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's still tender."

The nanny opened the box in confusion, covered her mouth and exclaimed softly: "Ah, it's a kitten!"

"What?" Mr. Zhuang was also shocked. He stared at his own son with wide eyes, "Aren't you afraid of cats? Why did you bring the cat here?"

Zhuang Qin casually picked up the meal, but his eyes kept looking at the kitten being teased by the nanny in her arms, for fear that it would come to him: "What am I afraid of? Don't you want a grandson?" I look at you as lonely and pitiful, I will give you two grandchildren, raise them well, and inherit the family business in the future."

Mr. Zhuang was annoyed by his bastard son's refusal to recruit him, so he laughed angrily: "Hey, quickly take my grandson to have a look, tsk tsk, look at this little face, follow mom? I really didn't expect my son to be so It’s awesome, it can make a cat pregnant. Oh, no, my son is afraid of cats, is this mother cat who conceived my son after fucking him?” He said, taking a kitten from the nanny Holding her in her arms and teasing, "Call Grandpa."

Kitten: "Meow."

"So cute!" Mr. Zhuang smiled.

Zhuang Qin was about to choke to death on the rice in his mouth, he started to stare at his own father, did he say that about his son?Can we still have a pleasant chat?

"That's your father," Mr. Zhuang raised the kitten's paw and pointed at his son, "Calling Dad."

Kitten: "Meow~~"

"Tsk, dear grandson." The old man became playful and laughed hahaha.

Zhuang Qin's face turned dark.

Throwing the two milk cats to his father, the usually cool, handsome and domineering Mr. Zhuang ran away. He really couldn't stand the stinky habit of these two cats catching whoever rubbed against him. scratched.

The next day, Yang Run found that the dark circles under Zhuang Qin's eyes had extended to their cheeks, and he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.He knows the master's schedule best. Zhuang Qin loves to play, but he never stays up late. He must sleep seven hours a day, and the quality of sleep is excellent. Basically, there is no such thing as insomnia.

So, how did these two dark circles come about? ?

Mr. Zhuang sat on the boss's chair with the appearance of a retreating idler, exuding the air that I am upset that I want to beat someone up.It's just that Yang Run has long been used to his appearance, and he is not afraid at all.

"Mr. Zhuang, what were you busy with last night?"

Busy with nightmares, do you believe in the dream of being buried by a cat?Zhuang Qin raked his hair and was so upset that he died: "What can I do, me?"

What can't you do?Hearing what he said, Yang Run became even more curious: "It seems that you are not in a good condition today... why don't you go to the construction site?"

"Why don't you go? Go!" Zhuang Qin said in a rough voice, especially impatient.

And he always felt that he had forgotten a very important thing, as for what it was, he couldn't even remember it alive.

In summer, the construction site can only work in the morning and evening, and it can make people bald at noon, and the workers are basically resting.

When Mr. Zhuang walked over with a head full of anger, he was just in time for the workers to finish work. The foreman saw the boss coming, and ran over to serve him.He inspected various engineering facilities on the construction site, oil was coming from the top of his head, and then he sprayed several foremen, and suddenly remembered on the way back after spraying.

"Fuck!" He pursed his lips and cursed expressionlessly.

Yang Run was driving the car, and looked up at the rearview mirror: "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the project?"

Zhuang Qin looked at him seriously: "I forgot to ask for my phone number."

Yang Run frowned: "I have the phone number of the foreman here."

"It's not from the foreman," Zhuang Qin rubbed his chin and suddenly laughed, showing his big white teeth, "It's from my son's mother." This description is so apt, the little leopard is the cat's mother!

Son...fuck?Yang Run's brows were almost knotted, and he forced himself to smile: "Hey, Mr. Zhuang is planning to fix himself up? When did he actually have a young master? It's so well hidden."

"I just found out yesterday." Zhuang Qin laughed loudly, "Where are you two!"

Yang Run's heart began to ache, and he clenched the steering wheel tightly: "Twins? Congratulations to Mr. Zhuang, when will you invite us to a wedding?"

"I'll drink it when I get him." Zhuang Qin took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Cheng Jiamin, "Big Chengzi, help me find out the phone number of Manager Wen's brother."

Cheng Jiamin was playing a game of you feed me and I feed you with his Xinbang family. When he heard the ringtone of the text message and took it out, he almost vomited, so he called directly: "Fuck, are you serious? That bumpkin is not only good in shape , where else can I ask for it?"

"You know nothing!" Zhuang Qin scolded back, "If I ask you to help me find you, you can help me. Why is there so much nonsense? How can I let you know? If you know, can you not pry into my corner?"

"Don't blame me so much, when did I pry your corner? Didn't I get it after so many years?" Cheng Jiamin was bored, if it was just for fun, according to Zhuang Qin's temperament, he just paid for it , Can you have a shot, the other party won't bother if they don't agree.Now I have started asking for phone numbers. Is this really a posture to chase someone?

The problem is that it’s not good to chase after someone. If you chase after a courier, will the price drop or not?

Young Master Cheng rubbed his chin, and kicked Pang's son: "Go, find Dahei, and ask him to intervene in what's going on with that Wen Xiaoyun's family, especially her younger brother, and investigate carefully!"