Just as the atmosphere reached its peak, Zhao Zheng's voice suddenly sounded.
"Alright, I understand. You can go out first.”
He was not happy.
He wasn't angry.
There was no change in emotion.
Yu Xiang 'er let out a long sigh of relief.
The moment Zhao Zheng turned around, she was nowhere to be seen in the hall.
Zhao Zheng's gaze stopped on the wall.
"Lin 'er, since you're here, why aren't you coming in?"”
Outside.
"Ya! We've been discovered!"
Zhao Lin 'er stuck out her tongue.
She was not afraid.
She knew that Zhao Zheng wouldn't really be angry at her.
At the same time, he was looking forward to it.
She could finally enter this room that she had never stepped into before.
The moment he entered the house.
It was the dazzling array of things that greeted his eyes.
"What? There were so many clothes and props. Could it be that his father used to be an actor or worked in a production team?”
Zhao Lin 'er blinked.
She had seen these things before.
That was on set.
When she entered the room, she saw Zhao Zheng waiting for her with a smile.
"Dad, are you hiding something from me? Speak!"
Zhao Lin 'er said angrily with her hands on her hips.
She had been outside the house earlier, and although she had not heard everything, she had heard quite a bit of the conversation.
"Why did Yu Xiang 'er call you master? Could it be that you're the big boss and Yu Xiang 'er is your employee?”
"And what's with the tea leaves? You're not still secretly opening a tea garden behind my back, are you?”
"And those props that can only be used during filming outside. Tell me, were you an actor in the past?”
Zhao Lin 'er listed out all the occupations she could think of.
Big Boss?
Tea garden?
Actors?
Zhao Zheng was slightly stunned.
He couldn't help but laugh.
Yes.
It seemed like Zhao Lin 'er was right.
Saying that he was a big boss, yes.
It was true that he was a tea plantation owner.
As for the actors.
It could be considered as such.
Under the effect of the Longevity Pill, Zhao Zheng's appearance remained at this moment forever.
However…
Zhao Zheng would sometimes experience the feeling of having the appearance of a sixty-year-old.
This was very simple for him.
It originated from an ancient technique in ancient China.
Disguise.
It wasn't the kind of disguise that people understood now.
Instead, it was through controlling the muscles of the face and so on.
Of course.
Zhao Zheng was not like this every time.
In the modern era, there were cameras and video cameras.
A person who still looked the same after sixty to seventy years would definitely attract some attention.
Of course.
These things were not something that Zhao Zheng needed to consider.
Someone would naturally erase those traces.
Unless…
Zhao Zheng wanted to appear in public again.
Zhao Zheng returned to his senses and looked at Zhao Lin 'er. He scratched her nose and smiled."Lin 'er, you've been troubled since you came home yesterday. Can you tell Daddy?”
Hearing this.
Zhao Lin 'er shifted her attention.
Yes.
It was not too late to talk about his father's identity later.
Now was the time to settle his father's marriage.
As for why he didn't see Yu Xiang 'er when he entered the house.
Zhao Lin 'er, this eight-year-old girl, had long forgotten about it.
"Dad, I don't want to criticize you, but you're not young anymore. It's time for you to get married.”
Zhao Lin 'er sat on the floor and said earnestly.
That look.
He was like a living adult.
"Look, how many men are still unmarried at the age of 26? Oh, alright, there were a lot of them now.”
" But you're different from them. You know how to cook. Oh right, you're rich too. Everyone on the Internet says that you're a billionaire. Alright, even if you're poor, don't be afraid. I've earned quite a lot of money from filming outside these past two years. It's enough for you to get married…"
Zhao Lin 'er chattered on.
This made Zhao Zheng laugh.
"Then tell me, who should I marry?”
Zhao Zheng says smilingly.
" I think Big Sister Zi Feng isn't bad. She's young and kind. Big Sister Jingyi is also quite good…"
Zhao Lin 'er pondered.
"En, Zifeng isn't bad, Jingyi's a decent person, but Lin 'er, do you know? Marriage doesn't mean that it's fine as long as the other party is good enough.”
Zhao Zheng asked.
"What else can marriage mean? Wasn't it just the two of them living together?”
Zhao Lin 'er blinked.
"That's right. This question is too profound for someone your age. Women…"
? Zhao Zheng stood up and looked at the white wall. His eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life.
Zhao Lin 'er nodded thoughtfully.
Could it be…
His father's requirements were a little high.
He didn't like Zhang Zifeng and Zhang Jingyi?
"Uh... This is a difficult problem."
Zhao Lin 'er pursed her fingers and began to think about the next female guest.
.....
In the front yard.
In the kitchen.
With Zhao Zheng's help, Huang Lei and the others finally finished cooking the Dai grilled fish with lemongrass.
Actually, they had only done the last step.
It was just a fire to roast fish.
"Alright! The Pineapple Purple Rice is also ready!"
Huang Lei took out a wooden barrel from the pot, and Bai Qi was still rising from it.
"We can finally eat. Oh right, let's call Mr. Zhao over to eat together. After all, we're at his house.”
He Jiong suggested.
"En, then Zi Feng, you go ahead. Just now, Mister Zhao and Lin 'er went to the backyard.”
Zhou Xun looked at Zhang Zifeng with charm.
Love needed to be fought for by oneself!
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