Fast time travel, I have a cheating apprentice

Chapter 192
"Uncle Zhang, if you always dare to marry me as the eighth aunt, I will let your own son go to Wutai Mountain to be ordained as a monk." Gu Peng, who came late, walked in with style and style. Hubu Shangshu, he naturally has to put up the airs of a little prince, but it's a pity that he is too small, no matter how he pretends, he looks like a child.

"Liger! Just this ugly country woman?" Zhang Chadong is not annoyed at having his thoughts read through. He is the kind of person who will get what he wants by any means necessary. Just like now, you think he is joking, but in fact, if you treat him After leaving, he might order the people below to kidnap the old woman back to his house without anyone noticing. It doesn't matter if she doesn't sleep and raise her, since he is not short of money and has plenty of house anyway.

Although the woman is not very good looking now, as long as he is willing to spend money, this ugly guy will turn into a beautiful woman. This is the rich and willful series. There is never a standard rule for doing things, just do whatever you want.

It's just a little surprising now that a country ugly woman not only let his son willingly protect her, but also let the little prince call her master. Could this be the existence of a master outside the world?

Thinking of this, he took a closer look at Ye Bing, but he was still old, ugly, and without any features at all.

Zhang Daxian didn't notice his father's abnormality at all, but expressed his dissatisfaction with the proposal just now, "Hey, hey, let's be reasonable. Why did his old man make a mistake and ask me to go to Mount Wutai to be ordained and become a monk?"

If you really want to talk about one ugly egg, there is only one, "Because your father is powerful, powerful and rich, and you have nothing to bully."

"Uh!" The irrefutable facts made Zhang Daxian shut up honestly, but his eyes were fixed on this old thing all the time, as long as he dared to marry his aunt, he would be prepared to have a restless house.

"Liger, drink the medicine!" Gu Peng put the small bowl in his hand in front of her. It was dark and still emitting hot smoke. It was particularly pungent when she got closer and smelled it.

"Okay." Ye Bing didn't mind the bitterness of the medicine, so he drank it in one gulp while holding the bowl.

That bold appearance made Zhang Chadong like it even more, and he asked without giving up, "Country ugly woman, why don't you think about it again, as long as you marry me as the eighth aunt, I promise to make you popular and hot, And raised you fat and white."

"Father, I don't need you!" Zhang Daxian now extremely dislikes his father's shameless appearance.

"Uncle Zhang, I can raise ligers and tigers by myself, and I don't need you, an outsider, to intervene." Gu Peng protects the calf every day.

But Zhang Chadong didn't bother to pay attention to these two little guys at all, but looked at her with naked eyes, "I want to know what you think?"

Is this a test or a test? Ye Bing couldn't figure out what this old fox was thinking. After all, he was definitely not a young person who could thrive in the imperial court. He took out a candy from the space and put it in his mouth to get rid of the bitter taste. Finally, she responded calmly, "Sir, you are joking. I am just an ugly country woman. How can I win your respect?"

Ye Bing's neither arrogant nor humble attitude made Zhang Chadong feel mixed feelings. As a father, he was afraid that his stupid son would be deceived by an ugly woman from the country, so he tested it himself.

If it wasn't for a fool, everyone would know that being with a rich and powerful father like him would have a better future than being with a penniless boy, but when he was really rejected, that old face felt unstoppable.

He tried his best to regain his place, "Hey, you ugly country woman, don't refuse in a hurry. You can change your mind at any time before I leave."

Sure enough, both the father and the son are equally narcissistic, Gu Peng really can't stand it anymore, "Master Zhang, don't dream, I, Liger, will never marry you as the eighth aunt in this life, we still say Tell me about the vegetable oil."

(End of this chapter)