Bai Zheng hated iron and looked at Xiao Meimei who only had Shan Tingye in his eyes, “Patronizing and loving him, why don’t you want to see you cry, dad will also feel distressed, and it’s no use raising a daughter for someone else!”

  The key is to raise the family for Shan, how can I not swallow it!

   "If Dad is not angry, I won't cry." Xiao Meimei hugged Bai Zheng's arm and started acting like a baby, "Dad, you are going to be a grandfather, don't be angry, okay? Okay?"

With Jiao Didi's voice, even Shan Tingye couldn't help turning his head to look at her.

  Xiao Meimei was in front of him, but she had never been so tender before. In order to get Bai Zheng to agree with them, she did her best.

   "Just use your mouth to say, you don't even have a sip of tea, you want to calm me down?" Bai Zheng snorted coldly.

  Xiao Meimei got nervous, and hurriedly waved to the housekeeper.

  The butler immediately came up with tea, "Mr. Bai, please."

  "When did my daughter not even flush me a cup of tea?" Bai Zheng's voice sank.

  The tea he drank before was all made for him by Xiao Meimei, but now it’s good, just let someone flush a pot for him and it’s done?

  I really forgot my father if I had a boyfriend!

   "I'm going to rush! I know what kind of tea Dad likes to drink, I know best, I will rush to it immediately." When Xiao Meimei listened to her words, she turned around and ran towards the kitchen.

  After walking a few steps, he paused again, and looked back at the two men facing each other in the living room uneasy.

   "Why, I'm afraid I would eat him?" Bai Zheng raised his eyebrows, and vomited abruptly.

  "……"

  Yes, she is really scared.

   But it seems that her father really doesn't feel angry anymore.

  If he wants to punch someone, he seems to be able to punch her just now, so you don't need to deliberately distract her.

  Thinking about this, Xiao Meimei was finally relieved.

  If she moves faster, she should be back soon.

  Xiao Meimei bit her lip and hurried into the kitchen.

  As soon as her figure disappeared, the atmosphere in the living room instantly became cold.

  Bai's hand that was pressing on Shan Tingye's shoulder slowly tightened, grasping his shoulder forcefully, as if to crush his bones and gritted his teeth.

   "Boy, I shouldn't believe you in the first place. I actually listened to your nonsense about cultivating Xiaomeimei to do business for me!"

  "……"

  Shan Tingye's face turned pale, his fist fisted but he did not shake Baizheng.

  He just said that even if Bai was about to beat him, he would never fight back.

"boom--"

  Bai Zheng hit his stomach with a punch, and grabbed him by the collar to prevent him from bending over.

   "Dare to lie to me, and lie to my daughter."

  Bai Zheng just thinks of the little princess he holds in his palm, and is so deceived by Shan Hanjie’s son that he is so heartbroken!

  Bai Zheng throws a punch, and is about to make up two more punches.

  Suddenly there was a faint sound of footsteps in his ears, Bai Zheng's eyes dimmed, he quickly loosened Shan Tingye's collar, and gently patted his chest with his backhand.

   "I will take good care of Xiao Meimei for me in the future. If you dare to apologize to her, my father will not let you go."

   Chunchun's charge, like a loving father.

   "Dad..."

  Xiao Meimei was holding tea in her hand, and when she first walked into the living room, she heard Bai Zheng's words, her eyes were red with emotion.

  Bai Zheng retracted his hand and glanced at Xiao Meimei who was holding tea, and Zitong tightened, "Is the servant here dead? How dare to let my baby girl bring tea and water!"