The actress is both teasing and coquettish, all the way to the top

Chapter 152

Mr. Pei said, holding Bei Wanning's hand a little tighter.

Bei Wan Ning's nose felt a little sour, and her tone was firm, "No, grandpa, I will be by your side."

Mr. Pei looked calm, "Grandpa, I just hope you are well and safe."

"I have already signed the agreement. When I leave, you have to learn to manage the company. If you don't want to manage it, then you should have fun."

"I don't trust them to treat you well. They won't know until that day."

Mr. Pei was thinking to himself, and Bei Wanning felt frightened and felt something strange.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Mr. Pei looked at Bei Wanning's beautiful features, took a deep breath, and whispered as if telling a story.

"Grandpa had a terrible dream. In the dream, grandpa was framed, Ning'er was gone, and the Pei family was ruined."

"But this is just a dream. I don't believe that I won't be able to have a great-grandchild in the future."

"Grandpa will find you a good family and take good care of you."

"Grandpa, let me peel an apple for you."

Bei Wanning suddenly spoke.

Mr. Pei, "I won't eat the apple, I'm talking to you about business."

Mr. Pei was furious. If he didn't feel sorry for Bei Wan Ning, he was still a girl, otherwise he would have been taught a lesson long ago.

These little brats, when the subject of marriage comes up, Kuku will change the subject.

It breaks my heart as an old man.

Although he was furious, when he saw Bei Wanning getting up and going to the kitchen, Mr. Pei was thinking about the candidate for Ruyi's grandson-in-law.

As soon as the Beiwan lemon apples were cut into pieces and put on the plate, the phone rang.

It was a video call from Fu Lingchuan.

I washed my hands and the call was answered.

The man who caught the eye was lying on the sofa. His soft white bathrobe was half open, his chest muscles were looming, and his semi-wet hair was casually pulled back.

Perhaps he didn't expect Bei Waning to answer the phone so quickly. Fu Lingchuan's eyes fell from the contract to Bei Waning's small chin. Why did Xiao Nizi take his video from such a casual angle?

"What are you busy with?"

Fu Lingchuan's deep voice sounded.

Bei Wan Ning walked to the living room carrying the fruit plate, lowered her head and glanced at the screen, "Cut some fruit for grandpa."

Half-covered, half-covered, quite good at dressing up.

Quickly gathering his thoughts, he noticed that he was holding a document in his hand, "Are you still busy?"

"It's okay, I just missed you."

Bei Wanning placed the fruit plate in front of Mr. Pei, but she didn't notice that the old man was staring at her phone.

"Have you ever been bullied over there?"

Fu Lingchuan noticed the red tips of Bei Wanning's ears and chuckled.

"No, grandpa will support me."

Hearing what Bei Wanning said, Fu Lingchuan, who lowered his head to drink water, half-opened his Mozi-like pupils, "Will I support you!?"

Hearing this, Bei Wan Ning subconsciously looked at Mr. Pei, who was staring at her seriously.

There was a smile on his lips, "Yes! You are just here to support me, and you haven't eaten much at night."

Mr. Pei, "..."

Bei Wanning emotionally regarded him as a child who didn't eat well.

"Just peel the apple and give it to him."

"Well, just coax her!" Bei Wanning said, with a hint of endearment on her lips.

Mr. Pei felt that his majesty had been wiped away by his good granddaughter. His mustache was spread horizontally, and his eyes were still staring at Bei Wanning's mobile phone. "Did that boy call you?"

"Grandpa is going to review you."

Bei Wanning's beautiful eyebrows raised a little, catching Mr. Pei's resentful gaze, and handed the phone to the angry Mr. Pei.