Master Jiu! Madam Is Dating Again!

CEO Zhao has been reborn!

She died at a comic convention in the most frustrating way possible, truly died!

The reborn CEO Zhao found the comic convention again and restarted her journe...

Chapter 200 Delivering a Message to Master Pu

Zhang Xiaomeng ran upstairs to the second floor and knocked on the door of the large living room.

Yes, he did it on purpose!

He was deliberately speaking so loudly.

This Ninth Young Master is not innocent; he must protect their innocent leader.

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaomeng's voice, Zhao Xiaoyue quickly opened the door. "Keep your voice down. This is someone else's home. Do you think we're still at the Cheetah Club?"

He pulled Zhang Xiaomeng into the second-floor living room, lecturing him as they walked.

The person who said it simply felt that as guests, they should at least be a little more polite, even though no one was asking for anything.

There was actually no deep-seated sense of blame involved.

Those who hear this will feel wronged.

Zhang Xiaomeng listened to Zheng Du's lecture with a wronged expression, then glared fiercely at Situ Ming, who was leaning against the window.

He couldn't possibly tell a teenage captain, "This guy in front of you is intentionally or unintentionally seducing you," right? Seducing!

Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly seemed to have his Ren and Du meridians opened up, and he directly entered the highway on the road of speculation.

"I understand, little niece," she said, then offered a half-hearted apology to Situ Ming, "I'm sorry, Ninth Young Master."

Situ Ming stared at the two of them with a deep, unreadable expression. "It's alright, I believe he didn't do it on purpose."

"Look how understanding they are of you. Can you please be more considerate in the future?"

Zhang Xiaomeng was now confused. "No, little niece, he, he... I, I..."

Something's not right here.

Anyway, Zhang Xiaomeng couldn't figure out what was wrong!

Some people have gotten carried away with tea flavor again!

Zhao Xiaoyue went to the side to call Hou Taotao and Zhao Zhe.

Zhang Xiaomeng felt increasingly uneasy. "Young Master Ninth, this is too blatant!"

The topic had been brought to light, but Situ Ming still tried to hide it, an innocent look appearing on his face.

"What's wrong with me? What do you mean by that?"

After saying that, he still shook his head, looking innocent, and... Zhang Xiaomeng had no choice but to stop talking.

What can we do? They're pretending not to understand, so we can't just start another topic!

Then, pointing menacingly into his eyes, he declared, "I'll stare you down!"

Situ Ming leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, smiling faintly. "It doesn't matter. You'll soon be out of time."

Seriously, this "very fast" really means very fast!

In the afternoon, Yang Zhuo appeared in the living room on the first floor of Sangjing Villa, wearing an expensive flight suit and holding a flight helmet equipped with night vision goggles in his arm.

The entire set of equipment can be summed up in two words: extravagant and domineering!

Zhang Xiaomeng was instantly unable to move.

Then Yang Zhuo successfully lured away the big guy, completing the task assigned to him by the Ninth Young Master.

She easily captivated him; didn't you see her eyes practically glued to his clothes?

Upon seeing this, Situ Ming merely smiled faintly.

Zhao Xiaoyue received meticulous care from Situ Ming, who took care of everything personally.

Faced with the little girl's question, he sincerely replied, "You not only saved my life but also my grandfather's life. This life-saving grace is truly greater than heaven."

He said many things to make Zhao feel at ease enjoying his services, so Zhao felt at ease.

In Situ Ming's view, these two days were a rare opportunity for them to be alone.

How could he not seize the opportunity?

He hasn't forgotten his mission to nurture the "seeds" into growth!

On the third day, Bai Bupiao stared at the strings of zeros on his bankbook and paced around his room like a donkey pulling a millstone.

He flipped the passbook over and over, counting the long string of zeros on it again and again. He was incredibly rich!

Hehehehe!

In the afternoon, Duan Peng picked Wen Zhengtian up from the hospital.

The old man was so thin he was practically skin and bones. He was sitting in a wheelchair and couldn't even straighten his back. He had a blanket covering his lower body, but his eyes were still bright.

Duan Peng told him that Doctor Bai had been invited.

This brat is really something; he's finally turned eighteen, the spendthrift brat.

Years of hard work and preparation finally paid off, and he was helped at a crucial moment.

He can say he has done right by his deceased wife. He hopes that when he sees her again, she won't blame him for not protecting his daughter and Jiale.

Bai Bupiao chased everyone out of the room and began to mutter to himself while administering acupuncture to the thin old man lying on the bed.

"Is this old man, who's about to die, really worth three catties of Starry Sky Wine for a young girl?"

With his not-so-clumsy hands, he steadily inserted the needle, and then shook his head, saying, "But, well, the little girl is quite kind, but these days, the kinder a person is, the less fortunate they are."

Wen Zhengtian wanted to refute that this statement was incorrect, but he couldn't find a way to refute it.

Wasn't his Jiale kind enough?

Isn't his ringtone kind enough?

What was the final outcome?

The freebie was over quickly.

Wen Zhengtian felt a strange heat in his chest, then vomited a mouthful of black blood and fainted.

Bai Bu Piao ignored it and, half an hour later, started removing the needles.

Then Wen Zhengtian woke up, but vomited several mouthfuls of black blood.

Even the most good-tempered person would lose their temper, let alone Wen Zhengtian, who is not known for his good temper.

He shouted, "What did you do to me?"

With just that one sound, he was stunned; his mouth was no longer crooked, and he could speak again!

Bai Butiao said shamelessly, "Tch, what can I do to you, you old geezer? You think you're so valuable?"

But thinking about it again, this old man is quite valuable. With over 300,000 Starry Sky Sin items plus 30 million and a peerless bone fan, he's definitely worth a lot.

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