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Uncle Chen returned, and Zhang Zheng had a good drink with him and Qingwei.

The next morning, when he got up from Qingwei's arms, he still felt a little headache.

The liquor in the grocery store is good.

Zhang Zheng had a headache, so he directly let the liquor take the blame, completely forgetting that he was now in young health.

Taking away Qingwei's little feet on his lap, Zhang Zheng got off the bed alone and went into the bathroom to wash up.

When he turned around and saw that Qingwei hadn't woken up yet, he didn't bother, so he pushed the door out by himself.

Preparing breakfast, Qingwei got up and arranged for someone to send it in.

By the way, by the way, the hot soup on time saved her a headache all day.

Giving a word to the maid passing by, he staggered downstairs.

"Uncle Chen, I'll help you get the matter of your soul ring tomorrow, I'll go out for a while, don't hold it at home, go out for a walk."

By the way, by the way, help me say hello to Tiandou Academy, I plan to send Angela to study. ”

"Okay! Leave it to me! ”

This little thing, Uncle Chen naturally will not refuse.

After breakfast, Zhang Zheng had already sat in the carriage, and the target was Heaven Dou City.

In the most prosperous area of Tiandou City, Zhang Zheng got out of the car with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Looking up at the five-story building in front of him, which was simple in appearance but revealed elegance, his heart throbbed.

If he can take down the owner here, he can even give up the entire Zhangjia shop.

Walking into the hall with flowers, the receptionist saw him, and quickly ran out enthusiastically, greeting him with a kind smile on his face.

"President Zhang, you haven't been here for a long time."

"Hehe...!

There's been a lot going on lately, so I'm not here. ”

Nodding politely to the front desk, he was already walking upstairs with steady steps.

Seeing Zhang Zheng's figure walking upstairs, the little girl who was smiling kindly just now suddenly showed a gossipy look on her face.

"You say, can President Zhang's pursuit of the boss lady succeed this time?"

Back at the front desk, a few little girls immediately whispered.

Zhang Zheng came here a year ago, and at the first sight of the proprietress he decided, to make her the master of his harem.

Even if he gives up the shop, he plans to take down the owner here.

He has a lot of resources, and now he has enough money, so he doesn't have to worry about making a comeback after giving up Zhang's shop.

But the temperament of the owner here made him, a former old bachelor, and now a big pervert, feel excited.

After seeing it once, it took root in his heart.

All the way to the fifth floor, the staff I met on the way would greet him with a smile.

No way, Zhang Zheng is too famous.

It's still not time for this place to open, otherwise, there will be more people who know Zhang Zheng.

Coming to the front of a quaint door, Zhang Zheng, like Brother Xiaochu, barely suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and after tidying up his collar, he gently knocked on the wooden door twice with his hand.

Knock knock...!

"Yuehua, I'm Zhang Zheng, can I go in?"

In the room, a beautiful woman is leisurely arranging flowers.

Hearing the knock on the door, a hint of displeasure flashed across her graceful and delicate face.

You must know that the fifth floor here, but her private space, under normal circumstances, outsiders are not allowed to come up at all.

But hearing Zhang Zheng's voice, the displeasure on her face had disappeared, and all that was left was deep helplessness.

She was about to be forty years old, and she was actually liked by a twelve-year-old child, which made Tang Yuehua feel crying and laughing.

She doesn't hate Zhang Zheng, and even likes this precocious little boy a little.

Because of his dealings with people, he doesn't look like a child no matter how he looks at it.

If the two are the same age, Zhang Zheng is definitely the ideal partner.

has connections, and his own strength is outrageously strong, and he is definitely the best candidate to help him revitalize the sect.

But the difference is that the age difference between the two is too big.

Even if Zhang Zheng didn't care about it, Tang Yuehua couldn't pull this face.

As for the question of dedication.

Hehe...!

If the second brother hadn't been so dedicated back then, how could the sect have fallen into such a field.

But no matter how helpless there is, since Zhang Zheng is here.

With his identity, Tang Yuehua still had to see him.

Besides, I can really talk to him.

"Come in! My small door can't stop the famous President Zhang. ”

After being helpless, Tang Yuehua could only simply clean up the cut flower branches, and then responded in a joking tone.

With a slight creaking sound, Zhang Zheng, who was holding a bouquet of lilies, had already stepped into the room.

"Yuehua, give it to you!"

The tip of your nose moves slightly, and you can sniff the fragrance in the room.

Seeing a middle-aged beautiful woman who was busy with herself and didn't take care of herself, Lao Zhang's ageless young heart was called a youthful sprout.

After all, he covets the girl's body.

But when it comes to his wife, he is in his forties, and he still thinks that graceful and luxurious women are the most attractive to him.

Tang Yuehua could even see that Zhang Zheng was rarely blushing.

Her true identity, Zhang Zheng naturally does not know.

He only knew that when he sent Qingwei here to learn aristocratic etiquette a year ago, he was already attracted by her temperament at the first sight of her graceful and luxurious, and gradually began to fall.

That kind of temperament, he has only seen in Bibi Dong.

But Bibi Dong is the kind of person who looks down on everything, and the woman in front of him is indeed graceful and luxurious.

Even if he pretends to be tender, he is essentially a middle-aged uncle.

Tang Yuehua felt that the age difference between the two was too big, but Zhang Zheng was very forced in his heart, and the age difference between the two of them was not big.

What's more, Tang Yuehua is slightly younger than him.

Receiving the lily given to him by Zhang Zheng, Tang Yuehua felt very interesting and smiled gently at him.

The outside world says that President Zhang of the Douluo Chamber of Commerce is lustful, and the reality is indeed true.

In his hundred gardens, there are countless beauties.

He himself is a senior VIP member of the auction house.

But who would have thought that a person with such a reputation would show his shy side in front of a person who is almost forty years old.

"Hehe...!

Thank you! I took the flowers!

Sit down by yourself and I'll make you a pot of tea. ”

Reaching out to take the flowers, Tang Yuehua pursed her lips and chuckled, motioning for Zhang Zheng to sit down, and then solemnly inserted the flowers into the vase.

The movements are elegant and dignified, which is pleasing to the eye.

Seeing Tang Yuehua's busy back, Zhang Zheng lost his previous calculations in his eyes, and just gently admired her slender figure.

Tang Yuehua is not simple, if she can become the proprietress of Zhang's shop, then she will be blessed in the future.

It didn't take long for her to return with a wooden tray.

There is hot water, tea leaves, teapot... Wait for the tool.

Seeing this, Zhang Zheng quickly got up to meet him and took the tray.

"Yuehua, don't work so hard, let's do it with me!"

Put the tray down, and saw Tang Yuehua making tea, Zhang Zheng immediately wanted to take over.

The hand touched the back of Tang Yuehua's warm and smooth hand, and the two of them were like electric shocks, almost retracting their arms from time to time, with a hint of dodging and embarrassment in their eyes.

Zhang Zheng dared to guarantee that he really didn't mean to take advantage of Tang Yuehua.

The move just now was completely unintentional.

"Don't move, I'd better come!

You're too young, and I'm not at ease with your ability to make tea.

If you waste my good tea, I'm not done with you. ”

glanced at Zhang Zheng with disgust, Tang Yuehua was not angry, but whispered.

As she spoke, her bare hands were already busy.

Warm the cup, wake up the tea, brew.

Every movement is so elegant, like a fairy walking out of the painting.

Every look, every movement, is just right.

Tang Yuehua is not the most beautiful woman Zhang Zheng has ever seen, nor is she the strongest woman he has ever seen, nor is she the most suitable woman for his current physical age.

But if you like this kind of thing, who can say clearly.

After brewing, it is naturally the tea appreciation stage.

Taking the teacup she gave with her bare hands, Zhang Zheng put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, and then put it down.

"The water is gentle, the people are gentle, and the ancient and modern love is a cup of tea.

Yuehua, you should understand my intentions.

I don't know how you managed to hold up Yuexuan on your own, but I hope I can help you share this pressure in the future. ”

Putting down the teacup, Zhang Zheng seemed to have made up his mind, raised his head and looked at the woman opposite affectionately, grabbed her warm little hand and said softly.

A woman like Tang Yuehua, she is like an esoteric book with an untold story behind it.

And Zhang Zheng didn't mind reading her slowly.

(I ask for a recommendation, and I collect it)