Chapter 222 The Father Who Came In Under a Pretext

Chapter 222 The Father Who Came In Under a Pretext

With a way out provided, Huo Zhizhou wouldn't refuse: "Okay."

that's all.

He successfully "sneaked in".

Jiang's assistant was completely relieved.

He had originally wondered how he would keep an eye on the BOSS if he couldn't get in; he couldn't just let him sit in that villa for hours.

Thank goodness.

Miss Jiang is still as wonderful as ever!

"This is a gift that bastard Ye Yanzhi asked me to bring you." After entering the living room, Su Zhu took out an exquisitely wrapped box from her bag and handed it to Jiang Ruan. "I'll take a picture of it and let him confirm it after you wear it."

Jiang Ruan: "?"

This doesn't sound like something he would say.

Su Zhu gave her a look.

Jiang Ruan understood immediately.

Although she felt it was unnecessary, she still followed the eldest daughter's instructions.

She opened the high-quality box, inside which lay an exquisite and beautiful necklace, its diamonds sparkling like stars, and the pink diamond on the pendant was especially pleasing to the eye.

“He designed this himself.” Su Zhu put it on her and told her the most important thing, “He also told me to tell you that no matter what changes happen in your life, you will always be our princess.”

Jiang Ruan lowered her eyes to look at the pendant hanging from her fingertips, a slight smile appearing on her lips.

She understood what they meant.

She also knew that he was genuinely good to her.

"Come on, let's take a picture." Su Zhu took out her phone.

Jiang Ruan posed very cooperatively.

Seeing this, Assistant Jiang's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at Huo Zhizhou out of the corner of his eye.

A rival's provocation.

The boss will be angry.

"Send someone to the pink diamond mines in Australia and the gemstone mines in Namibia." Huo Zhizhou wasn't angry at all. At times like this, he would only reflect on why Jiang Ruan would still like diamonds given to her by others.

Was it that he didn't give enough, or that you didn't like the gifts he gave you?

Jiang Yu understood immediately: "Okay."

Huo Zhizhou hummed in response and didn't say anything more. His gaze fell on Jiang Ruan, who had just finished taking the photos and was sending a message to Ye Yanzhi. He stood up and walked towards her.

A shadow fell over their heads, and Jiang Ruan and Su Zhu looked up in unison.

"Where are Mom and Sui Sui?" Huo Zhizhou's gaze was still fixed on her smiling face.

Jiang Ruan: "Upstairs."

Huo Zhizhou politely asked, "May I go up?"

Jiang Ruan: "Sui Sui's room is the first one on the right on the second floor."

In other words...

He cannot go anywhere else except this room.

Huo Zhizhou's voice was deep: "Okay."

Su Zhu: "??"

Su Zhu's head was full of question marks.

After watching him leave the living room and go upstairs, she leaned over to Jiang Ruan and asked, "You're wearing the necklace that Ye Yanzhi gave you, and this is his reaction?"

Normally, shouldn't someone be a little jealous and then ask someone to send an even bigger one?

Or perhaps they appear fine on the surface, but are actually consumed by jealousy.

“He’s given gifts before.” Jiang Ruan wasn’t surprised. “He personally designed the wedding dress and all the accessories and jewelry for the wedding day.”

Su Zhu: "Okay."

When a scoundrel is in a good mood, he really is.

Jiang Ruan knew that Jiang Yu was worried about her divorce, so she told her about her plan to file for divorce. However, Jiang Yu's explanation was brief and she didn't go into details.

As for Huo Zhizhou...

After going upstairs, I went straight to Sui Sui's room.

When we went in, Sui Sui was sending a message on her children's watch: "Don't let Mommy see when I bring the things up later."

The bodyguard, Mo Mo, replied in a measured voice from his watch: "Okay."

Sui Sui: "They must all be delivered by 2:30 at the latest."

Bodyguard Mo Mo: "No problem."

After the negotiations, Sui Sui breathed a sigh of relief.

As he tidied up the large table by his window, Huo Zhizhou spoke up: "What are you doing behind your mother's back?"

Sui Sui was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around.

When she saw it was Huo Zhizhou, a barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it, replacing it with a touch of arrogance: "Did you get Mommy's permission to come?"

"I was invited in after giving a gift." Huo Zhizhou casually sat down in his chair.

Sui Sui: "Oh."

Huo Zhizhou looked at him with a slightly teasing gaze: "And you?"

Sui Sui: "?"

What?

"What did your ten dads give your mom?" Huo Zhizhou asked deliberately.

"Your fathers' affairs are none of your business as their uncle." Sui Sui said seriously, her round eyes looking very earnest. "And don't even think about learning anything from them."

A hint of a smile flickered in Huo Zhizhou's dark eyes.

He reached out his hand to him: "Come here and let Daddy hug you for a while."

Sui Sui glanced at it, and after struggling for a while, she refused: "No."

Huo Zhizhou stretched out his long arm and pulled him into his arms, his voice as steady and pleasant as ever: "Why are you so arrogant at such a young age?"

Sui Sui struggled twice.

Huo Zhizhou hugged him tightly.

During the process, I was bumped twice in the chest, and my brow furrowed slightly in pain.

"Stop fooling around, Daddy has something important to tell you." Huo Zhizhou was still holding him, his voice carrying a soothing magic.

“It’s Uncle Huo,” Sui Sui corrected.

Huo Zhizhou went along with him: "Yes, Uncle Huo."

They stayed together for the next half hour. When Jiang An passed by and saw him, he paused for a moment but didn't interfere much. It was highly likely that Ruan Ruan had agreed to let him come up.

As a mother, the only thing I can do is give her the confidence to make any decision she makes.

As for how she will choose.

She doesn't interfere.

While Jiang Ruan was chatting with Su Zhu downstairs about their recent situation, she suddenly saw Mo Mo carrying a large cardboard box upstairs: "What's this?"

Mo Mo's handsome face remained calm: "These are the young master's things."

Jiang Ruan nodded without asking any further questions, assuming it was something he had bought.

Time flies.

It was soon past four in the afternoon.

Just as Jiang Ruan was about to take Su Zhu upstairs to talk to her mother about something, Mo Mo slipped in and solemnly reported the situation to her: "Miss, there is a man outside who claims to be the chairman of the Li Group, accompanied by four bodyguards and a secretary, requesting an audience."

Jiang Ruan: "?"

Jiang Ruan refused without even thinking: "I won't see you."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Several figures walked in.

Li Zhishen walked at the front, wearing a meticulously matched suit, looking extremely composed.

When his eyes met Jiang Ruan's, he quickly explained, "I originally wanted to get your permission before coming in, but this old man suddenly had a bit of low blood sugar, so I had to help him in and sit down first."

Old Master Qin, who came in with them, was left speechless.

When did he have low blood sugar?

"If you care, I'll go outside and wait." Li Zhishen pretended not to see her, his eyes only on his precious daughter.

"No need." Jiang Ruan could tell they were doing it on purpose. "Guests are welcome, please sit down."

Please leave now; who knows what bizarre excuse you'll use to come back in later.

That's how it is.

It's better not to bother.

"Girl, this is a little something from your grandfather." After sitting down, Old Master Qin spoke, and the old butler beside him immediately handed over a box. "Happy birthday to you."

Jiang Ruan instinctively wanted to refuse.

But the moment she opened her mouth, she remembered what her mother had said about taking back the Qin Group.

The man in front of me is the former head of the Qin family, who wields considerable influence within the family. His status, position, and connections are all top-notch. If I refuse him, it will likely be even more difficult to get back what belongs to my mother.

"Young Miss, please accept this." The old butler gently presented it to her.