Chapter 272 - How Much Money To Leave My Daughter?
Chapter 272: How Much Money To Leave My Daughter?
“Okay, old bastard. You’re already retired. If you don’t want to be exposed by the political newspapers for hiring gangs to hurt others, then you better calm down.”
Laurent was just an old guy with no money or power, but he still had the temper from when he was a senator.
He just didn’t like Chen Zhao. It was the man’s fault for f*cking his daughter.
As for Winnip, she didn’t have a good impression of Chen Zhao, but it wasn’t to the point of wanting to separate the lovebirds.
At the moment, Chen Zhao and Fali were having sex, but Fali kept asking, “Chen, what exactly happened between you, my dad, and my mom last night?”
“Nothing. Can we not talk about this?” Was he supposed to tell Fali that he made her dad piss his pants?
Chen Zhao worked hard so Fali didn’t have the chance to speak.
…
Laurent and Winnip said that they wanted to spend the day alone, but Fali still brought Chen Zhao over to visit them.
“Mom, Dad, where are you two going today?”
“We’ll just walk around,” Winnip said indifferently. “Go on with your day. No need to accompany us.”
Fali looked at Chen Zhao, who immediately said, “Madam, Fali took a day off work just to accompany you two. I don’t have work today either.”
When a parent said that they didn’t need accompaniment, it was never true. Parents always said the opposite of what they wanted.
Time had to be squeezed out. Even if you had no time to sleep, you still had to accompany the parents.
Chen Zhao would never make a basic mistake like that. If he couldn’t get on Laurent’s good side, then he’d try to win Winnip over.
“This is a family thing. Why are you coming?” Laurent looked at Chen Zhao with dissatisfaction.
“Don’t be like that, Laurent. Fali will go shopping with me today. You and Chen go have fun.” Winnip felt that she should help build their relationship.
Both Chen Zhao and Laurent’s faces twitched. Was she trying to make them fight?
“Mom,” Fali quickly said. “That’s not the best… Chen only came to L.A. half a year ago and Dad isn’t familiar with here. Where will they go?”
“I suddenly feel like this idea is good. Let’s do it.” For some reason, Laurent changed his mind and accepted the suggestion.
Chen Zhao looked at him unkindly. What was this old *sshole planning?
“Chen.” Laurent grinned. “Have you decided where to take me?”
Chen Zhao gritted his teeth at him. “Mr. Laurent, where would you like to go?”
“I’ll listen to you.”
“Fine.” Chen Zhao had no way to back out. But since this old man was making it hard for him, there was no need for him to give in either.
“Kane, Karim, Howard, you three come with me,” Laurent said.
Chen Zhao shot a glance at them, warning them not to cause any trouble. Kane, Karim and Howard had headaches too. It was the most painful for them.
Laurent just loved trouble. He might make them do something again, but they really couldn’t win Chen Zhao.
If only they could quit…
“You all go down first,” Laurent said. “I need to get ready.”
“Chen, take care of my dad.”
“Okay, I’ll take good care of him.”
Chen Zhao waited in the hotel lobby for 30 minutes. Laurent finally strolled over.
“Kid, I’ll be honest with you. Fali definitely cannot be with you. If you know your place, you better stay away from her.”
“You’re threatening me again? With what?”
“Hmph!” Laurent huffed and turned away.
Chen Zhao ignored him. He wasn’t interested in pleasing someone like that.
“How much money do you need to leave Fali?”
Chen Zhao gaped at Laurent. That line should only appear in soap operas!
“Is your brain full of sh*t?”
“You’ll regret this,” Laurent said through clenched teeth.
“We’ll see.” Chen Zhao met his gaze without backing off.
“Are we going to just sit here? They’re coming back soon.”
“Then let’s go.” Chen Zhao, Laurent and the three bodyguards left.””
“Where are we going?” Laurent and the bodyguards were in Chen Zhao’s car.
“Just look around,” Chen Zhao said noncommittally.
“You said you’ll take me to have fun.”
“How old are you?” Chen Zhao said as he drove. “Do you have the energy? Just enjoy the view.”
“Who’s old? I’m only 50.”
…
“Mom, are you sure they won’t get into a fight?” Fali and Winnip were in a store. The worker before Winnip was helping her try on a shoe.
“No. If you and Chen get married, they can’t have some lifetime conflict.”
“I haven’t decided to marry him,” Fali said, blushing. “We’ve only been together for less than a month.”
“Your eyes are full of him. I know those eyes.” Winnip sounded very experienced.
“Chen is like that. He makes you feel reliant on him without realizing.”
“As long as you like him, I’ll support you.”
“But Dad…”
“He’s not important. He’s an old *sshole. How can he judge someone else?” Winnip’s reply was filled with authority.
…
Achoo!
“Laurent, are you sure you don’t have a cold? I have medicine in my kit. Do you want it?”
Laurent felt that he’d gotten a cold from getting driven out of bed last night. He opened the toolkit beside his seat.
“Ah!”
Crying out, Laurent almost pissed his pants again. Raymond slithered out of the case and Laurent yelled, “Kane, give me my gun, my gun! I’m gonna shoot this *sshole!”
“Mr. Laurent, we didn’t bring out guns. Boss didn’t let us.”
“Laurent, how did you pursue Fali’s mother when you’re such a coward? Or did she grow protective of you because you’re so cowardly? I must admit, that’s a unique idea.”
“It’s not your place to judge my relationship with Winnip. Also, you better give me basic respect. I’m your elder. You should add ‘mister’ when calling me.”
“Okay, Mr. Laurent.” Just then, Chen Zhao’s phone rang. “Hello?”
“Chen, I have a client.”
“I’m busy. I have an old guy with a horrible temper. I don’t have time today—”
“Wait,” Laurent said. “I’d like to see who your clients are. Take it.”