On the wedding night, I found out that my husband was a chaebol boss

Chapter 230 A little hobby
Although he may have been a little excited when he met his grandson's wife for the first time, for an ordinary person, this state would be completely fine, but Mr. He's resume does not seem to show emotion.

After all, the person in front of me started from scratch, created the He family, and suddenly made He City become a mid-level industry in City A.

In the second generation of the He family, if the old man hadn't been there to watch over him, he would have gone bankrupt long ago.

By the third generation, He Jun's generation, he was considered a rare talent among the younger generation and was finally able to support the He family.

The old man's body began to fail, so he handed the entire He family into the hands of He Jun's father and trained He Jun to become the next generation successor.

He Jun's father didn't have much ability, but he was good enough.

After a few years, the He family will be handed over to He Jun. When He Jun grows up, the He family will take off again, just around the corner.

This plan was originally a very safe path, but as luck would have it, He Jun's father didn't even last a year, and was plotted against him and went bankrupt.

"My granddaughter-in-law, sit down quickly and drink tea."

The old man was frightened by Jiang Mumu's clear eyes, and became even more stiff. He couldn't help but look for help on Qin Juan.

However, after just one glance, he looked away.

Who can borrow courage from the King of Hell?

The atmosphere is even weirder.

Jiang Mumu hesitated and looked back, sitting on the chair without speaking.

It’s so strange. Is this really the rumored Mr. He who is causing chaos in City A, and is so high-spirited that he is turning the world upside down?
The old man in front of me is too down-to-earth and does not have the courage and momentum to take on tens of millions of projects...

At the critical moment, Qin Juan spoke to break the awkwardness. He stretched out his hand to help the old man sit up.

"Grandpa, you have a stroke in front of you. It's not advisable to stand for a long time. Sit down first. Mumu is not an outsider. You don't need to force yourself to be polite."

As soon as he said this, the old man reacted instantly, sat down safely, let out a long sigh, and stared at Jiang Mumu guiltily.

"As I get older, my life has become a drag. I have suffered a lot these years..."

Jiang Mumu's eyes suddenly softened, and the suspicion in her eyes disappeared. She quickly comforted him.

"Grandpa, don't be too stressed. Everyone gets old."

"Moreover, no one will think you are a burden. An old person in a family is like a treasure. You don't have to do anything. As long as you are by our side, you will be the backbone of the house."

It turned out to be a stroke, no wonder the hands and feet were the same. She was suspicious and poked the old man's sore spot.

After hearing these words, even if the old man was just pretending, he felt warm in his heart. His eyes when he looked at Jiang Mumu became more loving, and he really regarded her as his granddaughter.

The two of them talked, and Jiang Mumu looked to the side curiously, and saw the turtle shell and copper coins at a glance.

The style is old, but it is very smooth. At first glance, it seems that it has this kind of quality only after it has been frequently held and played with.

"Grandpa, who are you?"

Jiang Mumu asked curiously. She was focused on the turtle shell and did not notice that Qin Juan and the old man's expressions changed as soon as she said these words.

The old man swallowed and defended nervously, "Hobby...it's just a little hobby."

To die!

Why did he forget to hide this eating gadget? If things got messed up because of these gadgets...

Everyone has different thoughts, and the atmosphere is undercurrent.

Qin Juan's dark eyes suddenly shot towards the old man who was sweating coldly, and his heart sank suddenly.

In his mind, Su Xiaodan's words appeared like a magic spell.

[Brother, you should have basic trust in your sister-in-law. 】

He twitched the corner of his mouth and moved his lips. His voice was slightly hoarse due to excessive emotional suppression, "Mumu..."

"Grandpa, can you tell fortunes from the Book of Changes?"

Jiang Mumu looked at him with admiration and directly interrupted Qin Juan's unspoken words.

Things took a turn for the worse. Neither Qin Juan nor the old man expected to end up on this road, and they were both stunned for a moment.

"Yes... I know a little bit, do you want me to tell you a fortune?" In a panic, the old man spoke hastily, and subconsciously started to spit out professional clichés out of habit.

By the time you react, it's already too late.

His heart fell to the bottom, the old man's expression was dull, and he wanted to slap himself on both ears!
It’s over, it’s over!His bad mouth!All destroyed!

"Okay!"

Jiang Mumu agreed without thinking too much.

She hasn't had her fortune told yet, so she'll try it today.

Unable to get off the tiger, the old man glanced at Qin Juan anxiously. Seeing that he didn't respond, he had no choice but to take the turtle shell and the copper coins.

"Granddaughter-in-law, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Mumu joked playfully, "How about...calculating my fate?"

She didn't take it seriously. Mr. He had been ups and downs in the mall for the first half of his life. He could only learn the art of Zhouyi superficially, or he could learn it deeply.

The latter requires not only a lot of time and research, but also talent.

With his experience as an old man, how could he have time to research?
The turtle shell was thrown down, and the copper coins collided on the table, making a crisp sound.

The old man started playing with it seriously.

Unexpectedly, his posture was professional and his techniques were even more skillful.

Jiang Mumu unconsciously held her breath and became nervous.

"My granddaughter-in-law, your destiny..."

what happened?
Seeing the old man frowning, Jiang Mumu's heart was filled with doubts, and his eyes dodged, feeling quite guilty.

She was marrying into the He family in Jiang Kexin's guise. Could it be that Zhou Yi's technique can really be calculated?

There was something wrong in her heart, and Jiang Mumu suddenly became anxious.

It's so good, why does she insist on telling fortunes?

What if the secret is exposed here...

As the old man's silence extended, cold sweat began to break out on Jiang Mumu's back.

He Jun also turned his head at this time, his eyes dimly falling on her, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

"It's beyond words! It's beyond words!!"

At this moment, the old man said the second half of the words excitedly, clicking his tongue!

It had been a long time since he had seen such a noble destiny. Unfortunately, the first half of his life was a bit rough. As long as he got through it, the second half of his life would be smooth and peaceful.

Jiang Mumu let out a breath of turbid air without any trace, and couldn't help but laugh at himself after reacting.

Since the old man said it was just interest, why was she really fooled?

Too expensive?

Her fake daughter has nothing to do with these three words.

Maybe the old man just wanted to make the younger generation happy, treat her as the real daughter of the Jiang family, and give her a bright future for the rest of her life... similar to auspicious words?
After figuring out the connection, she poured a cup of tea herself and handed it to him respectfully, "Grandpa, can you also tell Ajun's fortune?"

"It also tells fortunes?"

"Correct."

A meaningful expression appeared on the old man's wrinkled face. His hands shook a bit, but seeing Jiang Mumu's high interest, he couldn't be disappointed, so he could only pick up the turtle shell and the copper coins again.

This man's fate is not expensive at all...

Come to think of it, the process still needs to be followed.

(End of this chapter)