Cheng Jiangnan lived in Haicheng Guesthouse. He had just returned from Tonglou when he received a call from Jingbei, reporting to Cheng Zhaohui's wife.
"Jiangnan, when will you let Zhuangzhuang come back? He is only eight years old and still in school..."
Cheng Jiangnan interrupted her impatiently: "Sister-in-law, everything I do now is for the Cheng family. Summer vacation is coming soon, so it doesn't matter if I miss a few days of classes."
Cheng Zhaohui's wife stammered: "But the master is not in good health. He was still talking about seeing Zhuangzhuang a few days ago..."
Cheng Jiangnan narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother, tell your parents about this matter, will you?"
She quickly shook her head: "How can I do that? The master can't stand being provoked. How dare I?"
Cheng Jiangnan then hummed: "We will go back in a few days."
He now only needs to get Granny Zhang to admit her relationship with the Cheng family, and the rest will go smoothly.
Cheng Zhaohui's wife hung up the phone, but she felt more and more uneasy. She was worried about her child. If she didn't want to rescue Cheng Zhaohui, she would never agree to let Zhuangzhuang go to Haicheng.
But she had just come out of Cheng's courtyard when she was stopped by someone.
She recognized that this person was a subordinate of Shen Wufei, and immediately stopped and raised her voice sharply: "Who are you and what are you doing?"
The man smiled at her and said, "Don't be afraid, comrade. I just want to bring you something."
Cheng Zhaohui's wife was suspicious: "What is that?"
The man handed her an envelope and said, "Look for yourself."
The envelope was opened, and inside were several photos, all of which showed her son Zhuangzhuang with a bruised face and nose...
Cheng Zhaohui's wife screamed and dropped the envelope. She was so anxious that she grabbed the man and said, "My son didn't follow his second uncle to Haicheng. How could he be beaten like this? Where is he? Where did you get this photo?"
The man raised his eyebrows: "Our leader just couldn't bear to see such a little kid suffer. Why do you think Cheng Jiangnan insisted on taking the child to Haicheng? That old lady Zhang and your son don't have any affection for each other. It's just a self-torture trick."
Cheng Zhaohui's wife usually dotes on this son, otherwise she wouldn't have raised him so fat. From childhood to adulthood, she is reluctant to touch him even with a finger. Whenever her husband teaches the child a lesson, she has to protect him.
Now she asked Cheng Jiangnan to take her to Jiangnan, and she even used a torture trick on her son!
Her son Zhuangzhuang is only eight years old. No wonder Cheng Jiangnan doesn't allow her to stay in Haicheng. This bastard, is he really her uncle?
The man added fuel to the fire: "Oh, there has been a lot of rain in Haicheng recently. In order to make the old man soft-hearted, the child was in the rain for a long time yesterday. I'm afraid he is sick now. Such a young child can't stand the tossing and turning from a cold to pneumonia..."
Cheng Zhaohui's wife clenched her fists: "I'll go call Cheng Jiangnan!"
The man raised his eyebrows: "He won't tell you this, and he will even advise you to calm down. After all, the Cheng family now depends on him!"
Cheng Zhaohui's wife hesitated for a moment: "But I have to bring Zhuangzhuang back!"
The man said in a low voice: "Cheng Jiangnan probably didn't tell you the truth. Even if Grandma Zhang comes back to Jingbei, Cheng Zhaohui can't get out. He has so many crimes, he will be in prison for at least ten or eight years. By then, Cheng Jiangnan will get married and have children, and you, a woman with a child, will have no status in the Cheng family?"
Cheng Zhaohui's wife is not stupid: "You were sent by the Shen family, so stop trying to sow discord!"
The man smiled: "Then think about it carefully. As far as I know, the Cheng family's mansion is quite valuable. When Cheng Jiangnan has a child, will this mansion belong to your son? If I kill you, you can sell the mansion now and take the child away directly..."
Without waiting for Cheng Zhaohui's wife to reply, he picked up the photo, stuffed it into her hand, and left.
On the other end, Shen Subai and Shen Wufei were on the phone: "Second brother, the Cheng family is selling a house, please help me buy it."
Shen Wufei sighed: "Third brother, this trick of yours is really mean. Cheng Zhaohui has only been in prison for a few days, and you are instigating his wife to sell the house and leave with the children..."
Chen Subai smiled: "I just feel sorry for her orphan and widowed mother, so I'll show her a way out."
Shen Wufei was really speechless, saying that Cheng Jiangnan deserved it, he could have provoked anyone in the Shen family, but he had to go after the third brother, the black coal ball. And originally Cheng Zhaohui was in prison, and the matter was over, but he just didn't give up and went to Haicheng to cause trouble for Grandma Yunshu.
If you mess with the third brother, you might still be alive, but if you mess with his wife, you're looking for death...
Cheng Jiangnan had planned well for Haicheng, but he didn't know that his home had been sold.
He waited for Nianpeng at the school gate on purpose, waiting for him to come out after school, and went up to greet him with Zhuangzhuang, handing him a bottle of soda: "It's hot, don't drink this, it's very sweet."
Nian Peng shook his head: "I don't like strangers."
Cheng Jiangnan smiled and said, "How can I be considered a stranger? When we get to Jingbei, you can call me Second Uncle."
Nian Peng was reciting his lessons. He was not here waiting for Lin Xiaohu to go home together. He just stood there with his lips pursed, not even looking at the bottle of soda.
Zhuangzhuang was not happy: "Only rich kids drink soda. My second uncle gave it to you, but you still don't drink it!"
Nian Peng's voice was crisp and cold: "Whoever drinks it will have diarrhea!"
Zhuangzhuang, the spoiled brat, said: "What did you say? You're asking for a beating!"
Cheng Jiangnan held him back, frowned and scolded him: "Why are you talking to Nian Peng? Didn't you say yesterday that you were good friends with him?"
Zhuangzhuang frowned, he didn't want to be good friends with this little bastard, why did he save his dad!
"Then you play with me today, I will be your good friend, and I won't bully you when we go to Jingbei." He looked at Nian Peng with compassion and stuffed the soda directly into his hand: "Drink it, you will listen to me in the future, I will be your brother."
Just as he finished speaking, Lin Xiaohu appeared from behind with a book on his back: "Tai! You idiot, you are trying to steal my younger brother from me, Brother Hu!"
Zhuangzhuang was furious: "You are not a kid!"
Seeing the fight between the two, Cheng Jiangnan pulled them apart with a headache, and smiled at Lin Xiaohu and Nian Peng: "Let's go back to the building. I'm driving a car. Do you want to take a ride?"
Which boy nowadays doesn’t like cars? Especially Lin Xiaohu, who would secretly touch one whenever he saw one on the road. The other day, he heard Nianpeng say that he was riding in Shen Subai’s car, which made him very envious!
How cool it is to ride in a car!
Lin Xiaohu stared at the car across the road without moving. Cheng Jiangnan knew what was going on. He smiled and said, "You and Nian Peng can sit together. There are toy guns inside."
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