Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

"Is there anyone surnamed Han in Shunshen City?" Cheng Yanmo has also been to Shunshen City several times, but he has never heard of anyone surnamed Han in Shunshen City.

The special assistant went to investigate Han Zhan long ago. He lowered his eyes and said, "I checked Han Zhan, and his family background is quite ordinary. His parents died early, and he grew up with his grandfather."

"Grandpa" Cheng Yanmo asked the special assistant, "Have you checked his grandpa?"

"No, I heard that he is an old farmer who grows crops, so I didn't check."

Cheng Yanmo always felt that everything was weird. A peasant who alone cultivated an unfathomable Han Zhan?

Does this sound like a word?

"Mr. Cheng, are you going back to the old house or your residence tonight?" the driver asked Cheng Yanmo.

Thinking that Song Ci was going to get married tomorrow, and worried that the younger brother in the family couldn't bear the loneliness and would make a fool of himself, Cheng Yanmo, who originally planned to go back to the place where he lived alone, suddenly changed his mind. "Go back to the old house."

He had to stare at Cheng Ziang, for fear that he would cause trouble.

Back at the old house, Cheng Yanmo got out of the car, and when he was about to enter the house, he noticed that the light was on at the mid-level villa at the end of the road. He called out the housekeeper and asked him, "The owner of the villa in the middle of the mountain is back?"

Cheng Yanmo had long heard that the Banshan Villa was the residence of the old general Han, but the old general returned to Shunchen's hometown and rarely returned.

The housekeeper looked at the half-mountain villa with lights on, and he said, "Yes, young master, it seems that he came back this afternoon."

Cheng Yanmo asked the housekeeper again, "Where's Ziang?"

"Second Young Master is at home."

"Watch him, tonight and tomorrow, he won't be allowed to go out without my permission." After speaking, Cheng Yanmo took the windbreaker coat from the housekeeper's hand and put it on by himself, and walked towards the mid-level villa alone.

The mid-level villa has been built for some years, and the red walls are covered with moss and surrounded by green trees, making it simple and mysterious. Cheng Yanmo approached the villa and vaguely saw an old man walking in the corridor on the first floor.

Cheng Yanmo deliberately made a move.

The old man held a watering can in his hand and looked back at Cheng Yanmo. Seeing Cheng Yanmo, Han Aoyu thought about it, and then said, "Is it the grandson of the Cheng family?"

Seeing that the old man had guessed his identity, Cheng Yanmo hurriedly nodded and shouted, "Good evening, old man, Cheng Yanmo from the Cheng family. I just got off work and saw the lights in your house, so I'll come and have a look."

Staring at the old man's tough body, Cheng Yanmo said again: "The old man's body still looks tough. I wonder if the boy will have the blessing on your hundredth birthday, so you can also ask for a drink of the old birthday star?"

Cheng Yanmo just doesn't like to talk, it doesn't mean he can't talk. In the face of a powerful old man, Cheng Yanmo can also call a stone a diamond.

Hearing this, Han Aoyu smiled brightly, "The last time I saw you, you were still a little kid playing a yo-yo car. You've grown so big in a blink of an eye. Your grandfather can't compare to your flattery!"

Cheng Yanmo just laughed.

"Sit, what are you doing standing!"

Cheng Yanmo sat down. Staring at the black pine in front of the old man, Cheng Yanmo asked, "The old man brought this black pine from his hometown, right?" The potted black pine that the old man could carry everywhere must be of great significance to him.

Han Aoyu said: "This is planted before my wife's death. I usually take it with me, so I can feel at ease."

"The sincerity of the old man's treatment of the old lady is admired and envied by the boy." If he had heard these words before, Cheng Yanmo might have admired it, but he would have no other feelings. But hearing this today and thinking of how happy it is to be with the person he loves forever, Cheng Yanmo felt a little uncomfortable.

How can such a young girl be so unfortunate?

"What's the matter, you'll understand when you get married in the future." Han Aoyu looked at Cheng Yanmo and thought of his grandson Han Zhan, and couldn't help sighing: "I also have a grandson, you may not remember, when you were young , and he even carried you on a bicycle."

Han Aoyu pointed to the river at the foot of the mountain and said, "In the past, that area was a wasteland, and there were many fish and shrimp in the river. My grandson Pi, put you by the river, and he went down to the river to catch fish. As a result, you fell into the ditch. I went and almost drowned, but he rescued you, but he didn’t dare to tell the family, for fear of being scolded, so he took you to the street to buy a suit of clothes to put on.”

"In the end, when you got home, you caught a cold, had a fever at night, and fell ill. After that, your grandfather won't let you play with my grandson. You may not remember these things."

Cheng Yanmo really didn't remember this, but when his grandfather was still alive, he told him that there was a child in the family halfway up the mountain.

Cheng Yanmo asked Han Aoyu, "What is he doing now?"

"Like you, they're all in business."

Cheng Yanmo was interested in getting to know the noble son of the Han family, and said, "Oh? I don't know what his name is, maybe I know him too."

Han Aoyu just said, "Call Han." Thinking of his grandson's low-key personality, Han Aoyu stopped his voice in time. "Hey! It's not worth mentioning, it's not as powerful as you anyway."

Han Aoyu put down the watering can, looked at the clock, and said, "It's getting late, I have to rest, but I can't delay tomorrow's business."

Cheng Yanmo immediately got up and said goodbye to the old man Han: "Good night, old man, I won't bother you anymore, I will come to visit you another day."

"Okay, I'm going to stay a little longer when I come back this time. Come and sit at my house when you have time. My cooking tastes good, and I'll fry small fish for you!" The family's farm work is over, and they will wait for the twelfth lunar month to plant potatoes. . It's okay to go back. Fortunately, Han Aoyu has lived here for a few months.

Cheng Yanmo said he was looking forward to it.

After he left, Han Aoyu told Zhong Buhui to close the door and went back to his room to rest.

When Cheng Yanmo got home, he told the housekeeper about the old man on the mountain, "The old man has a grandson?" Cheng Yanmo asked the housekeeper, "I went to the river with his grandson to fish for fish when I was a child?"

Hearing the eldest young master mention this, the butler frowned.

He said: "The grandson of that family is very skinny. When he was a child, he always took the eldest young master to do some dangerous things. He once took you to the river to fish for fish, but you rolled into the river. If he doesn't bring you back, it doesn't matter if he doesn't bring you back. I was afraid of being scolded, and even took you to the street to buy some clothes, thinking that when you came back in dry clothes, you wouldn’t be found out.”

The housekeeper shook his head and sighed: "It's too skinny, and I don't know if he has any future. However, the grandson of the old man is not something in the pool."

Cheng Yanmo asked him: "I heard from the old man that his grandson is also in business, maybe I have met him in a business place. Do you remember the name of that child?"

"It's called Zhan Zhan, everyone shouts Zhan Zhan, Zhan Zhan, and I don't know what the full name is."

"Zhan Zhan?" Cheng Yanmo's tone was both surprised and suspicious.

How big is Cheng Yanmo's psychological area?