Chapter 322 The Second Young Master of the Zhan Family

Although the little girl is small, she knows what company shares are. "Grandpa, I don't want it. I just want you to be happy."

"Okay, okay, grandpa is very happy. Just take what grandpa gives you. Anyway, everything that belongs to grandpa will be yours in the future." Grandpa Zhan smiled, full of doting.

"My dear grandson, did you put this together according to the picture, or did you put it together by yourself?" Old Madam Zhan also liked this portrait made of building blocks.

The little girl said obediently: "I worked hard on it myself."

Madam Zhan was even more surprised: "My dear grandson is so amazing. You must be good at painting if you can achieve such success! Do you want to learn more about this?"

Little Milk Tuan thought about it and said, "It's all right."

"Then wait until you want to learn, then tell grandpa and grandma." Old Madam Zhan did not force him and said with a smile.

Mrs. Zhan sneered in her heart, this old woman really treated her autistic grandson as gold!

Aren’t building blocks meant for playing? Who wouldn’t?

Drawing is much more difficult than this!

However, Mrs. Zhan Er still did not forget the purpose of her visit: "Uncle, I remember that Master Yang has not accepted any apprentices yet. If Tingting wants to pursue a career in painting, she still needs a teacher."

Master Zhan nodded, "Yes, he didn't accept any disciples, but his requirements are very high. Anyway, he wouldn't be without a disciple for so many years."

"It's okay. Tingting started learning painting at the age of three. Now many people say that she is talented. We thought it would be okay to ask Master Yang for some guidance." Mrs. Zhan Er said.

Master Zhan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll ask for you later."

Mrs. Zhan Er's eyes were filled with surprise: "Thank you, uncle."

They exchanged pleasantries and then left.

It was getting late, and Mr. Zhan and the old lady wanted to rest. Qiao Yanmeng and Zhan Tingbei also went back to their rooms.

"Why didn't I see your uncle today?" Qiao Yanmeng asked casually.

"Second uncle is gone." Zhan Tingbei said lightly.

Qiao Yanmeng felt a little guilty. Zhan Tingbei looked at her face and said softly, "It's okay. It's not a secret. The Zhan family is big and has a lot of things to do. At first, someone kidnapped my father and my second uncle. Later, my second uncle finally sent my father away, but he died in a thief's den."

Therefore, the father took great care of the second young master's family.

"Oh my god." Qiao Yanmeng's eyebrows were solemn. She knew that being rich was dangerous, but when she heard it with her own ears, she was still shocked: "Then we must protect the little girl. It seems that we have to keep a low profile in the future."

"Well, it's okay, I will protect you too." Zhan Tingbei kissed her forehead.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep.

The next day.

The family sat at the dining table.

Qiao Yanmeng knew that the rich didn't like to talk when they were eating, so she ate quietly. When she saw the little girl handing her a bun, she smiled and said, "Thank you, baby."

"Mengmeng." Suddenly, Old Madam Zhan spoke.

Qiao Yanmeng quickly responded, "Auntie."

I felt a little nervous. Should I not speak?

Madam Zhan smiled at her and said, "How have you considered the matter between you and Ting Bei?"

"Ah?" What happened? Qiao Yanmeng was confused.

Madam Zhan also frowned and looked at Zhan Tingbei, "You kid, didn't you say it all along?"

Zhan Tingbei's handsome face was calm, and he said with thin lips: "Mom, don't worry about this matter. Aren't we fine now?"

"You have to get married though. After you get married, you can have another child, a good girl!" Old Madam Zhan looked solemn.

One man and one woman, how nice!

Qiao Yanmeng understood.

It turned out to be about marriage.

Although she was glad that the Zhan family didn't care about family background, marriage... still felt too far away for her. She hesitated and didn't know how to start. Zhan Tingbei spoke: "I am now in the rising stage of my career. Mom, let's talk about this later."

"Every day is a career! There is no end to making money!" Old Madam Zhan was angry. "You, only Meng Meng can tolerate you. If it were other women, they would be mad at you! Meng Meng, tell me the truth, has this guy ignored you because of work?"

Only Old Madam Zhan dared to say this about Zhan Tingbei.

Qiao Yanmeng felt like laughing for some reason and said, "Auntie, it's nothing. Don't worry, we are fine."

"You don't have to keep it a secret for him. If he treats you badly, just tell me and I will help you teach him a lesson!" Old Lady Zhan said firmly.

Qiao Yanmeng nodded quickly.

During the process, Mr. Zhan never spoke.

Qiao Yanmeng could also see that the reason why Mr. Zhan didn't object was because the little boy was his own child.

However, he never accepted his identity in his heart.

It seems that I still have a long way to go before the Zhan family can accept me.