Chapter 106 My Princess

Zheng Zuye dreamed of taking revenge on him. He would grab anything that He Tingzhou was interested in and sleep with any woman who had anything to do with He Tingzhou.

But he couldn't touch Yundun's military projects. Over the years, he had never seen He Tingzhou really care about any woman, so he had been holding back on his anger.

Now, he finally found it.

"Are you so nervous about her? You see, I know you best in this world, and I know you are interested in her."

Zheng Zuye smiled shamelessly, not taking his words seriously at all: "Kill me if you can. Get rid of her before I die, and I will make you suffer for the rest of your life."

"What's the point of killing you? Wouldn't it be fun to kill your grandpa?" He Tingzhou pulled his lips, that kind of contemptuous and arrogant attitude was so natural that it seemed as if he was born with it.

Zheng Zuye thought He Tingzhou would threaten him, but he didn't expect that he would threaten his grandfather.

Even his father He Qiwei would not dare to casually say that he wanted to kill Zheng Jingren.

Zheng Zuye's eyes darkened at first, and then he sneered: "Do you dare?"

He Tingzhou seemed to have heard some kind of joke and said lazily, "What am I afraid of?"

"The Zheng family has not produced anyone capable of supporting the family for so many years. Your grandfather is an old man, but he has to take care of your whole family. How tiring it must be. You don't feel sorry for him, but I do. This year he is turning 80, and I am giving him a liberation as a gift."

Zheng Zuye's face suddenly turned gloomy.

He Tingzhou said leisurely: "Your grandfather has died, so you have to go with him. Buy one get one free. Let's make a deal."

The muscles under Zheng Zuye's eyes twitched slightly. How could he, who relied on Old Master Zheng to do whatever he wanted, not know that his grandfather was his life-saving talisman and the life-saving talisman of the Zheng family?

"You're threatening me with my grandfather. It seems like you're really serious about her."

"Yes." He Tingzhou casually put his hands in his pockets, his black eyes were as sharp as a knife, "So you'd better not touch her. If she loses a hair, I will blame you."

Zheng Zuye stared at him intently, as if trying to read his innermost thoughts from his face, to see whether he really cared so much about Song Shuangxu, or was deliberately trying to provoke him.

He Tingzhou has only known Song Shuangxu for a few days, but he is so affectionate towards her?

Before he could wait, he had to find a way to capture Song Shuangxu and deal with him, to see if He Tingzhou could still remain calm.

But his grandfather has not recovered from his last heart attack and has been staying in the hospital, so Zheng Zuye has been very restrained recently and dares not take the risk of making his grandfather angry again.

However, he has plenty of ways to take revenge on He Tingzhou.

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After leaving Yuexia Haitang, He Tingzhou drove back to Taiheyuan.

The bridge was busy with traffic at night, and light and shadows slid across his sharp profile.

In fact, he had many ways to fool Zheng Zuye, but today he no longer wanted to do that.

If Song Shuangxu was just Shen Yu's sister, He Tingzhou would not let her be labeled with his own label and thus be targeted by Zheng Zuye.

But from the day she found him, the three words "He Tingzhou" became her destiny.

The lights were on in the villa at Taiheyuan. He Tingzhou's car passed by in the driveway outside. Through the green lawn, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Shuang Xu's figure in her nightgown was seen walking through the living room, with the dog following her like a follower.

He Tingzhou parked the car in the yard, got out, paused when opening the door, raised his hand, and knocked twice on the door.

Shuang Xu, who was drinking water, heard the door ring and looked over in surprise.

Is there someone knocking on the door?

The person who knew He Tingzhou's residence and came to see him at this time was most likely a close friend. If he saw her here, he would be doomed.

But the lights in the house were on, so it would be inappropriate to pretend that no one was home. She thought for a second, lowered her head and said to the dog, "Go open the door and say that no one is home."

After saying this, he didn't care whether the dog understood him or not, and ran up to the second floor quickly as if a ghost was chasing him.

The dog looked at her running back and went to open the door, wagging its tail.

Outside the door, He Tingzhou lowered his eyes to glance at the dog that was wagging its tail at him, then glanced at the empty living room and uttered a click of the tongue.

He walked in, stood in the living room, looked up and shouted to the second floor: "Song Shuangxu."

Two seconds later, Shuang Xu's figure moved out from behind the wall.

"Why do you knock on the door when you return home?" It's really puzzling.

She was wearing a dark green silk nightgown, and she looked as fresh as a fruit just picked from a summer branch.

He Tingzhou looked at her for a moment with an ambiguous gaze, then said confidently, "It's my own door, why can't I knock? Come down and pick me up."

You are such a great young master. Do you need someone to kneel down to greet you when you return home?

Shuang Xu stood still: "Can't you climb the stairs by yourself?"

"Are you going to get off?" He Tingzhou asked.

While Shuang Xu was still weighing the pros and cons, he had already stepped onto the stairs and walked up slowly.

She felt something was wrong and stepped back until He Tingzhou walked up to her, picked up her legs, and lifted her off the ground.

Shuang Xu instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. He Tingzhou carried her into the bedroom and put her on the bed. Everything happened naturally.

It was already past midnight when the show ended. Shuang Xu turned sideways and wrapped herself in the quilt to calm her breathing. He Tingzhou directly carried her into the bathroom to wash her.

Shuang Xu was not used to someone bathing her, so she tried to avoid it like a loach. He Tingzhou curled his lips and said, "Is it fun? Can I play with you for a while?"

"It's not fun." She said, and refrained from moving any further.

After washing, He Tingzhou took a bath towel and wrapped her up like a dough ball. Shuang Xu's hands were tied inside and she couldn't move at all.

He Tingzhou carried her out and put her on the bed. She struggled: "My hair hasn't been blown yet."

He Tingzhou took a hair dryer, stood in front of her, picked up a strand of her hair, and blew it up for her clumsily but seriously.

"Is that so?"

It’s too slow. The prince has never blown hair this long in his life. At this rate, it will be finished by tomorrow morning.

"I can do it myself." Shuang Xu tried to stretch out his arms and struggled a few times but to no avail.

He Tingzhou asked in a joking manner: "You don't even have any hands, what are you blowing with?"

“…”

It was really strange to hear such words coming out of his mouth. Shuang Xu couldn't help laughing: "You are crazy."

He Tingzhou smiled slightly and lowered his head to kiss her forehead: "Good girl."

The kiss was so tender that Shuang Xu's heartbeat jumped between fast and slow.

She really didn't have the strength, so she just let him do it. Her eyelids were fighting against each other in the buzzing noise of the hair dryer.

When my consciousness was drowsy, a thought flashed through my mind.

I haven't told him the story yet...

Her eyelids struggled to open, and He Tingzhou held her in his arms. Shuang Xu's face rested on his chest, surrounded by the cool pine and fir fragrance on his body.

She felt his fingers combing her hair, and his tone was like coaxing a child: "Go to sleep."

"My princess."