Chapter 305 Just one sentence, and Cheng Menong burst into tears!

After hearing this, Cheng Menong in the car finally got out.

Cheng Menong was wearing a professional suit.

Her beautiful figure was wrapped in a small suit and a tube skirt. Her

two straight and slender legs were wrapped in a flesh-colored veil as thin as a cicada's wing.

The feeling it gave people was...

like a beautiful president who just got off work.

The middle-aged man next to the car seemed very dissatisfied with Cheng Menong's dress at this time, and turned his head to ask the old man next to him.

"Dad, doesn't it look a bit dignified for Menong to dress like this?"

The old man, dressed in a suit, gave the impression of an old gentleman. He smiled slightly when he heard the middle-aged man's words.

"It doesn't matter. This is how Mr. Han likes to dress."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man, named Cheng Jinsong, is Cheng Menong's adoptive father.

As for the old man next to him, he is Cheng Menong's grandfather, named Cheng Feihu.

The father and son came to Wolong Villa today. They

are here to send someone off.

They want to give Cheng Menong...

to Han Ziqi!

Two reasons.

The first reason...

is naturally that Han Ziqi likes Cheng Menong.

The second reason...

is to repay a favor!

A week ago.

Cheng Feihu was diagnosed with cancer after a medical examination.

And it was in the late stage of cancer!

Under such circumstances, Cheng Feihu had even started to arrange his funeral.

But what Cheng Feihu never expected was that after he had arranged his funeral, he had an adventure.

On the day he

arranged his funeral, he went to a park in the imperial capital to relax because he was in a bad mood.

It was there that he met Han Ziqi.

At that time, Cheng Menong was also with Cheng Feihu.

When Han Ziqi saw Cheng Menong, he liked her at first sight, and even smiled and said to himself.

"In a week, I will pass the position of clan leader to Gang'er, but what should I do after the transfer? Hehe, it would be great if I had a beautiful wife by my side to accompany me for the rest of my life and to be with me every day."

Han Ziqi's words at that time naturally entered Cheng Feihu's ears, causing Cheng Feihu to step forward and argue.

Who would have thought that before Cheng Feihu could say anything.

Han Ziqi raised his hand and pressed it on Cheng Feihu's shoulder...

Then...

Cheng Feihu's illness was cured!

Not only that.

At that time, Cheng Feihu also became much younger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It felt as if he, an old man in his eighties, had a second spring in his life.

In this way.

Cheng Feihu regarded Han Ziqi as his benefactor.

Seeing that Han Ziqi liked Cheng Menong so much, Cheng Feihu wanted to marry Cheng Menong to her! He

even rejected a young master from the imperial capital who was pursuing Cheng Menong at that time!

Because in Cheng Feihu's opinion, nothing is more important than repaying a favor in one's life.

As for this matter, whether it is fair to Cheng Menong...

In fact, there is no fairness or unfairness.

Because no matter whether Cheng Menong agrees or not, this matter still has to be done as it should be done!

There is only one reason.

Cheng Menong was adopted by the Cheng family.

For so many years, the Cheng family has been very good to Cheng Menong.

So...

what reason does Cheng Menong have to refuse to repay the Cheng family?

Even if there is.

Cheng Feihu will not take it to heart.

The reason...

Han Ziqi not only cured his illness, but also promised him many things.

One of the things was a pill.

After taking it, not only can you be immune to all diseases, but you can also kill a cow with one punch like a martial arts master.

At Cheng Feihu's age.

The desire for health and strength is far greater than the desire for money.

In Cheng Feihu's view, it is a great blessing to have the honor of meeting a master like Han Ziqi in this life.

In one sentence.

If only by sacrificing Cheng Menong, you can change to a more exciting way of life, and you can also increase your life by 30 years!

Why not?

Thinking of this, Cheng Feihu looked at Cheng Menong with a smile and said.

"Mo Nong, grandpa betrothed you to Master Han for your own good. Apart from anything else, Master Han's miraculous medical skills are enough to make people admire him, so why should you mind it?"

Cheng Mo Nong stared at the door lintel of the ancient Han family without blinking. She

didn't say a word.

She was a good woman.

She knew that she had been adopted by the Han family since she was a child.

The Han family had raised her.

This kindness was greater than the sky!

Under such a premise...

she really had no reason to refuse Cheng Feihu's request!

But.

Although there was no reason to refuse.

But, she still felt wronged.

No matter it is Grandpa Cheng Feihu or father Cheng Jinsong, they want me to marry an old man!

I am afraid that there is nothing more tragic in this world than this!

The key is.

I have only met that old man once.

I...

don't even know his background.

But, are these important?

Not important.

What is important is...

I don't like him.

But is it important that I don't like him?

It doesn't seem to be important.

What would Ye Wutan think if he knew about this?

He probably wouldn't have any opinion.

After all...

he already has a family.

Although he is not officially married, it seems to be no different from being officially married.

In other words...

even if he doesn't have a family, he won't like me, right?

In his eyes...

I am just a cousin.

Even though he has no blood relationship with her as her cousin!

Even when Han Wan'er was alive, she joked with her that when she grew up, she would marry Ye Wutan.

She agreed without even thinking about it.

Just because of two words...

like.

Thinking of this.

Two crystal clear tears overflowed from her eyes again.

Cheng Menong took a deep breath and finally retracted his gaze, but before walking into the gate of Wolong Villa...

he turned around and asked Cheng Feihu.

"Grandpa, can I call Ye Wutan?"

Cheng Feihu said nothing. Cheng Jinsong

said with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"Why fight? Do you still hope that Ye Wutian, that bastard, will have any feelings for you?"

Cheng Menong said coldly.

"Dad, I don't know whether he has any feelings for me, but I don't want to hear you scold him again, because without him, Cheng Group would not have obtained so many business resources in these years!"

Cheng Jinsong sneered.

"So what? In the end, he will take back Tianjun Group!"

"By then, won't our Cheng Group be reduced to a second-rate enterprise?"

"I tell you, Cheng Menong, you have to face the reality. You are an outsider after all!"

"You don't even have the qualifications to carry Ye Wutan's shoes. You can only be reduced to a waste that he will discard after he has used you!"

"You, except for a skin that can bring good things to our Han family, you are nothing!"

At the same time.

In the treasure house of the ancient Han family.

Ye Wutan casually took an emerald ring from an antique shelf.

He smiled and said.

"This ring is good. There was a little black girl who liked to collect these hunting items. This should be related to her life experience."

Han Luofei, who was following Ye Wutan with her head down, heard this and couldn't help but look up at the ring in Ye Wutan's hand.

This ring is indeed a good thing.

But I don't know who the little black girl he mentioned is?

At this time, Ye Wutan's mobile phone rang. At

first glance ,

it was a call from the little black girl, Cheng Menong.

After

the call was connected, Ye Wutan smiled and said,

"This is too coincidental. I was thinking about you and your call came."

Just this sentence.

It brought tears to Cheng Menong's eyes again.

Cheng Menong's choked question came from the phone.

"Are you thinking about me?"