The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

He looked at his daughter suspiciously, hesitated for a moment but still spoke.

"Does he often come to our house to see your mother?"

Zhang Chuchu nodded and said disdainfully: "Of course, he comes here so often that it annoys me to death. But my mother still said something about asking me to call him uncle. Does a stinky gangster deserve to be my uncle?"

Zhang Yuanzhi nodded thoughtfully, patted his daughter on the shoulder, and spoke softly.

"No matter what, don't starve yourself. Listen to dad and go out to eat."

Zhang Chuchu bit her lip and nodded reluctantly, but her mouth was still unforgiving.

"Dad, you must help me teach that stinky gangster a lesson so that he won't always come to our house to act arrogantly."

Zhang Yuanzhi nodded fondly.

"Don't worry, Dad knows what to do."

After he coaxed his daughter, he watched Zhang Chuchu jump out of the bedroom with dark eyes.

At the dinner table, Zhu Yuhong glanced at the faces of the father and daughter, but found nothing wrong.

Zhang Chuchu was still browsing the video software on his mobile phone and fiddling with the food in the bowl.

Zhang Yuanzhi still had the same old-fashioned look, looking extremely boring.

After watching it for a while, Zhu Yuhong felt it was boring and couldn't help but look away.

Zhang Yuanzhi, who had lowered his head and remained silent, followed Zhu Yuhong's gaze.

"I heard that someone came to the house today?"

Zhu Yuhong's heart suddenly beat a beat slower, and the feeling of suffocation swept through her body in an instant.

"husband……"

She pretended to be surprised and asked, "How do you know this?"

Zhang Yuanzhi didn't answer, just stared at Zhu Yuhong coldly, and she spoke under great pressure.

"Yan Lei happened to be passing by today, so I asked him to come and work for a while."

After saying that, she glanced at Zhang Yuanzhi with a cautious smile.

"Husband, what's the problem?"

Zhang Yuanzhi replied: "No problem, I just want to know what else you guys are talking about."

What did we talk about? That's a lot.

Zhu Yuhong smiled awkwardly and said wisely: "He told me what you asked him to do, but he was just afraid that the person had a background. What is the background of Ye Lengfeng?"

Zhang Yuanzhi took a chopstick of vegetables and chewed them in his mouth as if he didn't care.

"Your worries are all unnecessary. I have already inquired about that guy, and Chu Chu also knows that he is a security guard somewhere. Just wait until tomorrow and I will ask others to check his details."

Zhu Yuhong seemed to be relieved and nodded quickly.

"Husband, thank you for taking care of Yan Lei."

Zhang Yuanzhi stared into Zhu Yuhong's eyes with a half-smile.

"What are you talking about? Why do I see you in such a strange state? You seem to be worried about him."

Zhu Yuhong was shocked, and a thin stream of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

"Husband, don't say this nonsense. He is my younger brother. I am definitely afraid that he will be confused and do something wrong, not that I am worried about him..."

Zhang Yuanzhi changed his attitude and nodded with a smile.

"Aren't I kidding you? Why are you so anxious? It seems like there's really something wrong with you two."

Zhu Yuhong was speechless for a moment, but Zhang Chuchu on the side burst into laughter.

"Dad, look at my mother being nervous. Maybe if you keep asking, you can find out some unknown secrets?"

Zhu Yuhong didn't want to look nervous, but whenever she heard the two of them talking about Shi Yanlei, she couldn't help but feel her heart in her throat.

"What are you talking about, you bad girl? Mom and Dad have a very good relationship, so don't try to sow discord."

Zhu Yuhong spoke as if he was joking, but the seriousness in his expression could not be concealed at all.

Zhang Chuchu stuck out his tongue.

"Dad won't blame me? Mom, you can beat me for that gangster. I can't bear it."

Zhang Chuchu was so angry that he realized that he had forgotten to tell his father about this.

Sure enough, Zhang Yuanzhi's expression changed instantly after hearing these words.

"Beat you?"

Zhang Chuchu nodded calmly.

"Yeah, I just said something bad about that gangster, and my mother hit me on the back. It really hurt me."

Zhu Yuhong explained first.

"Husband, don't listen to Chu Chu's nonsense. I just want her, a little girl, not to talk foul words and act like a scoundrel in front of her elders. She will also embarrass us outside."

Zhang Chuchu quickly retorted: "You're talking nonsense. If it's really because you don't want me to say dirty words, then why didn't you hit me when I said something about Lin Luxi?"

How can it be the same?

Zhu Yuhong was trembling with anger, knowing that if this continued, her husband would definitely become suspicious.

"Chuchu, how can you not understand your mother's hard work? You are now in high school, but you are still as childish and unreasonable as a child. How is this okay?"

Zhang Chuchu curled his lips and stopped refuting.

Zhang Yuanzhi looked left and right, then lowered his head as if he thought of something, and continued to eat the rice in the bowl calmly.

Zhu Yuhong breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the excuse he had made was perfect, but little did he know that once the seeds of doubt were planted, it would be difficult to pull them out.

"Husband, try this dish."

In order to lighten the atmosphere, Zhu Yuhong put a chopstick dish into Zhang Yuanzhi's bowl with a bright smile, but he had no intention of eating the dish.

The smile on Zhu Yuhong's face froze, and the hand holding the food was in the air, not knowing whether to take it back or pass it over.

"Husband, what's wrong with you? Are you angry?"

Zhu Yuhong asked cautiously.

But her heart had already sunk to the bottom. She looked at Zhang Yuanzhi, but he still had a cold face.

"What are you talking about? Stop talking while eating."

Zhu Yuhong hesitated to speak. When she heard what Zhang Yuanzhi said, her face became extremely gloomy. She picked up the chopsticks dejectedly and plucked the rice in the bowl without saying a word.

After the meal was finished, Zhang Yuanzhi turned around and went upstairs. Zhu Yuhong put down his chopsticks in relief and looked at his daughter with a smile on her face. She wanted to say something but held back.

"Mom, please stop associating with that person."

However, Zhang Chuchu still refused to give up and wanted to persuade her not to continue her nonsense.

Zhu Yuhong forced out a smile.

"Okay, mom knows, you'd better go back and review your homework quickly. You haven't been to school all afternoon, and you still don't know how much you've fallen behind?"

Zhang Chuchu nodded impatiently and ran upstairs, not wanting to hear another word.