Young master, your vest fell off

Chapter 893 For Her Good

"Don't worry, let's have a meal first and get to know each other well." Ding Chenghui put his hands on Mr. Zhao's shoulders and hugged him inside.

"Master, you are back!" Hearing the sound, Wu Minyue walked out of the kitchen. She was an untouchable woman before, but now she has also worked hard to please Ding Chenghui.

But when she saw the old man beside Ding Chenghui, she froze in place.

Ding Chenghui frowned, and introduced to Wu Minyue with a squeezed smile: "Honey, this is Mr. Zhao of Xufeng Group. I mentioned it to you before."

Wu Minyue is such a shrewd person, how could he fail to see what kind of drama he is singing today!It's just that Mr. Zhao is right in front of him, and it's not easy for him to get angry in front of him.

The smile on Wu Minxia's face at this moment was uglier than crying.

"Why don't you tell me in advance when you bring guests to your house?" Wu Minyue blamed vaguely.

Ding Chenghui was too lazy to talk to her, looked upstairs, and asked in a low voice: "Is Cancan at home?"

Wu Minyue already knew Ding Chenghui's intentions from the time she met Mr. Zhao. Hearing his question made her guess even more certain.

She looked at the old man in front of her, with a big belly, a big gold chain around his neck, and a swollen face. Apart from being rich in gold, there was nothing redeeming about him.

Do you really want to push your precious daughter to such an old man?

Thinking of this, Wu Minyue didn't answer in a hurry, she smiled apologetically at Mr. Zhao, and pulled Ding Chenghui into the kitchen with an excuse.

"Master, Cancan is your own daughter! You just have the heart to marry her to such an old pervert!" While speaking, two tears streamed down Wu Minyue's face.

Ding Chenghui glanced at the living room vigilantly, and scolded in a low voice: "What do you know! If Mr. Zhao didn't help pay to save Ding, we would really be finished! Do you really want to sleep on the street?"

"What about Cancan?" Wu Minyue knew the importance of Mr. Zhao, but as a parent, she couldn't bear to push her daughter into the pit of fire.

"Although Mr. Zhao is a little older, he is rich! Because you have been used to it, Cancan has been pampered since she was born, and she is used to living a good life. We are actually doing this for her benefit!"

After Ding Chenghui finished speaking, he was very impatient.Regardless of Wu Minyue's objection, she opened the door and went out to continue entertaining Mr. Zhao.

Wu Minyue clenched her fists tightly, holding back her tears abruptly.

In the past, she was the only one in this family, but now she has no bargaining chips by her side!People are soft-spoken and passive everywhere...

"Cancan, it's time to eat!" Ding Chenghui called upstairs.

Mr. Zhao also followed Ding Chenghui's gaze, his eyes locked tightly on the stairs on the second floor.

Ding Cancan lay at home for a whole day, never expecting anyone to come home, so he walked downstairs in his pajamas, without even looking at Ding Chenghui, just playing with his mobile phone.

Her nightgown is made of pink silk fabric that is half exposed, with a snow-white chest exposed. With her fair face and slender limbs, her delicate figure looms with her movements.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhao can't control it!It stared straight at the little beauty on the stairs, eager to eat it in one bite, and his body couldn't help but respond.

When Ding Cancan approached, Ding Chenghui stood up and politely introduced to her: "Cancan, come quickly, this is Mr. Zhao, today I specially invited him to my house for a light meal."

Hearing this, Ding Cancan glanced at Ding Chenghui in surprise, and then met Mr. Zhao's lustful expression.

She is not a fool, she immediately thought of the marriage that Ding Chenghui and her mentioned last time.His face turned pale, and Ding Cancan turned around in a panic to run away from the old man in front of him.

The moment she turned around, she was bumped into by Wu Minyue at the kitchen door. Ding Cancan couldn't care less, and hid directly behind her mother, not even daring to poke her head out.

She lowered her voice and said anxiously to Wu Minyue: "Mom, help me!"

"Cancan, what are you doing? This is Uncle Zhao, you have seen it before. Our business is still counting on Uncle Zhao to help us!" Wu Minyue has already figured it out at this moment, she can't go back to the past In poor days, this is the only chance.

Ding Cancan is not stupid, why can't she understand the meaning in her words, feeling that her parents want to trade her for the family's business?

Thinking of this, her heart instantly became cold.

"Mom, am I your own?" Ding Cancan was really frightened, she didn't expect that her mother who had always protected her would do the same.Her tears fell drop by drop, crying until the pear blossoms were raining.

"Cancan, you have to be sensible. Uncle Zhao is a guest. Let's get to know each other over dinner." Ding Chenghui's words were coercive, and his eyes were also tough.

Seeing her parents like this, Ding Cancan felt uncomfortable. She never worried about family affairs since she was a child, but now she is asked to marry such an old man to save the company.

What's the difference between this and prostitution!

"Daughter, our mother and daughter have nothing. If your father drives us out again, then mother really doesn't know how to live. If the Ding family goes bankrupt, how can you fight with Lu Ning?" Wu Minyue said the most Knowing her daughter, she slowly persuaded her with a voice that only two people could hear.

That's right, the company must not fall into the hands of that bitch Lu Ning!When Ding Cancan thought of Lu Ning, she calmed down a little. Isn't it just a meal, she can bear it!

"Uncle Zhao, you are my father's guest, and Cancan should accompany you to eat this meal." Ding Cancan smiled coquettishly, and took the initiative to go over and sit beside Mr. Zhao.

Ding Cancan tried her best to suppress the nausea in her heart, while comforting herself, this is after all in her own home, nothing will happen.

Mr. Zhao became excited when he saw the woman whom he had always thought of voluntarily throwing himself into her arms.

"Cancan, isn't it? Sure enough, the person is as good as his name, and the whole person is as brilliant as a flower!" Mr. Zhao laughed loudly, mosuo with his hands, and couldn't help but want to pounce on it.

After all, Wu Minyue couldn't bear it, brought a plate of dishes in front of Mr. Zhao, and said, "Mr. Zhao, eat first, you must be hungry!"

"I'm a little hungry, but I'm already full just because Cancan is here!" Mr. Zhao expressed his intentions very blatantly.

Ding Cancan was also very cooperative, she thought that as long as she accompanied Mr. Zhao to eat the meal well, the family's business would be saved.

"Mr. Zhao, come, let me offer you a toast!" Ding Cancan was wearing pajamas, and he could see his beautiful figure at a glance, let alone in front of a seasoned veteran like Mr. Zhao.

"Hahaha, okay, I like it!" Mr. Zhao picked up the wine glass, his eyes narrowed slightly, watching Ding Cancan drink it.

Ding Chenghui and Wu Minyue looked at each other from the side, feeling a little at a loss.