"Get lost!" Chen Rou said, stepping on the gas pedal.
If the Taiwanese boy hadn't been quick to shuffle his neck, he would have been swept away by her car.
But he pulled his neck back, smiled, and waved: "Boss lady, remember to consider my suggestion!"
He has a new life goal today: to cling to Miss Chen's leg and return to Taiwan Island, where he can become the number one boss!
...
Returning to the two bigwigs, today they risked clashing with the police and being dealt with by the British garrison by coming to Hong Kong Island, hoping that a century-long feud would finally come to a conclusion.
To their surprise, they not only failed to get results, but also received a humiliating defeat.
The two of them liked to compete, so they should have been racing right now to see who could get through the undersea tunnel first.
But today, the two big shots seemed to be in a bad mood, and the driver was driving very slowly. The two old cars were surrounded by their subordinates' cars, crawling like turtles, and were submerged in the crowded traffic.
Let's start with Master Er.
Chicken Brother sat in the passenger seat, glancing back every now and then. Seeing that Grandpa looked worried, he pondered for a while before trying to persuade him, "Grandpa, maybe Miss Chen isn't from our family, but from the Dong family. She's too..." too fierce.
His family's young master, Erhong, was an exceptionally refined man, and Chen Rou didn't seem like the kind of child he could have given birth to.
Still puzzled, Brother Chicken said, "She's the wife of the richest man, so why is she so fierce?"
Grandpa Er sighed deeply again, but just when Brother Chicken thought that he would also be disappointed by Chen Rou's fierceness and would not want to acknowledge her and would push her to the Dong family, he heard Grandpa Er say: "As expected of the richest man's teaching, what an excellent child."
Chicken Brother sniffed: "But she, she..." She hit someone!
Mr. Ye said, "In my seventy years in Kowloon, I have never seen a child who is as gentle yet firm, decisive and resourceful as her."
He became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes shining: "No one but our Er family could give birth to a child like that."
Chicken Brother gently touched his nose, and oh no, his nose bridge was broken. He was so sad.
But the driver followed up on what Master Er had said, saying, "The young lady's eyebrows, eyes, and nose all resemble yours; she must be from our family."
This was exactly what Master Er wanted to hear. He patted the seat, and the driver knew what he was looking for. He opened the glove compartment and pulled out a photo of Chen Rou: "Look, she doesn't resemble that guy surnamed Dong at all."
Grandpa Er took the photo and looked at it greedily. The more he looked at the girl in the photo, the more she looked like him. He nodded deeply and let out a long sigh: "I really didn't expect that she would be a child who could take over the family business."
The Kowloon family business is not easy to take over, and it is certainly not something a delicate young daughter can do.
But who could have imagined that girl was so courageous, so decisive and strong?
I wouldn't be surprised if she left Master Er like that, but the fact that she could take down both Chicken Bro and One-Eyed Bro makes her interesting.
Her punches amazed Master Er.
He had originally harbored a hypothesis in his mind: what if Chen Rou was of the Dong family bloodline, in which case she would be killed without mercy? But now he no longer had that hypothesis in his mind. He was convinced that she was one of his own, and racked his brains, only thinking about how to recognize her.
Mr. Dong is the same.
The Mercedes was moving as slowly as a tortoise, and he laughed loudly from inside: "It's mine!"
The one-eyed man wasn't in the passenger seat because he couldn't hold on any longer and had been taken to the hospital beforehand.
Mr. Dong's co-driver was his second-in-command, Weng Hua, a middle-aged man in his forties. Weng Hua also knew how to make Mr. Dong happy. He described her as follows: "I knew her surname was Dong when the young lady went to pull the fuse. There is only one person in Hong Kong with her courage and boldness, and that is you, sir."
Mr. Dong also wanted to find a photo. He reached into his pocket, pulled it out, looked at himself, and then at Chen Rou: "Do we look alike?"
The driver tried to flatter her: "Her eyebrows and eyes..."
Looking at Dong Yefei's eyebrows and beard in the rearview mirror, I couldn't just say anything, so I said, "His eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same as the young master we went to."
Grandpa Dong was displeased: "What nonsense are you talking about? Dong Ying is so ugly, but this child... looks exactly like her grandmother."
The driver could only say, "Yes, yes, just like her grandmother."
“Looks don’t matter, the key is a good personality. Like me, you can tell I have guts just by looking at me!” Master Dong sighed again, “You see, she can hit people. Can someone surnamed Er give birth to a child who can hit people? No, he’s a despicable person, a maggot in the gutter. He can’t give birth to one. So the child will only be a member of the Dong family. She is the only bloodline of the Dong family.”
The driver and the second master nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, it must be the bloodline of our Righteous and Brave Hall!"
In short, the two of them had some doubts before, but now they are convinced that the child belongs to their family.
Not far away, in another car, Grandpa Er sighed, "The Nie family isn't taking the bait, and she can't get close to them. How should we acknowledge this relationship?"
Master Dong sighed deeply, "This relative is not easy to recognize!"
The daughter-in-law of the richest man is so fiery that she's hard to recognize, whether in public or in private.
...
After passing the problem to the two big shots, Chen Rou was too lazy to go shopping anymore, so she simply went home and made a list for Uncle Ming, asking him to buy everything she wanted.
She didn't even look at the gift Nie Yao gave her; she threw it all, including the flowers, next to the trash can in the aisle when she got out of the car.
For her, throwing things away was all she needed to do, and of course, she would go about her business.
However, on the evening of the third day, Nie Zhao returned from his business trip and, as usual, searched up and down the stairs, and even looked around the doghouse. He found that neither the dog nor his wife were there. Just as he was about to go out to the beach to bump into his wife, the maid, Sister Chang, stopped him.
"Third Master, this is the gift you were going to give to Third Madam, right? How come you forgot it in the basement?" Sister Chang said, handing over the gift. She added, "I was keeping it a secret from Third Madam. You should give it to her yourself. It's so beautiful."
Nie Zhao's heart skipped a beat when he saw her bring over a crystal ball. Snowflakes were floating inside the crystal, and in the middle was a little girl dancing ballet. Inside the transparent crystal ball, she was wearing a white swan dress and dancing gracefully.
The girl was made based on Chen Rou's eyebrows and eyes; she looked exactly like her.
With her eyes closed, she performed the most classic and difficult move from Swan Lake: 32 fouetté spins. With just a gentle shake of the crystal ball, making the snowflakes spin, the girl inside seemed to be on a stage, constantly spinning.
The crystal ball is a miniature stage, and what Chen Rou presents on the stage is the moment she desires beauty.
Boss Nie's wife stood lifelike inside the crystal ball, immersed in a dreamlike moment, her smile so beautiful.
Sister Chang couldn't help but praise him: "Third Master, you really know how to buy things."
She added, “When the bodyguard brought it upstairs, I originally wanted to take it upstairs to Third Wife immediately, but I think it would be best if you gave it to her. I can’t even imagine how happy she would be to see it. By the way, what about the other gifts? You can take them upstairs as well. I think she would like every single one of the gifts you chose.”
Although Nie Zhao couldn't be 100% sure, he could guess who had ordered the gift for his wife.
Nie Yao.
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