Reborn 1990 Foodie Little Wife

Chapter 522 The Prosperous Zhuo Family

Needless to say, Zhuo Ning in the novel is the heroine after all, the description is beautiful and dignified, quite consistent with the image of her mother in her mind.

The heroine Zhuo Ning in the novel is still a princess left behind by the royal family.

It's just that the ending of that novel was not good, it turned out to be a tragedy. The novel that Lin Mumu had worked so hard to read was actually about Princess Zhuo Ning and her beloved man committing suicide and becoming a pair of white foxes.

It's so pissing off baby!

Lin Mumu drank several cups of tea internally, but he still couldn't get over his anger.

The novel misleads people a lot, Lin Mumu decided to go back to the right path and find some information about the Zhuo family.

Mr. Zhuo Jiancheng, as the chairman of Shanghai Tiancheng Group, has a lot of relevant information, and his family information is also very complete.

Zhuo Jiancheng can be regarded as a happy family. He died at the age of 65, and his first wife Wang Shuying is still alive.

They have four sons and two daughters, the eldest son Zhuo Yajun has become a grandfather, so Mr. Zhuo Jiancheng can be regarded as a happy old man with four generations under one roof and full of children and grandchildren.

His sons, daughters, son-in-law, and grandchildren basically work in Tiancheng Group.Tiancheng Group is like a big cake, which is given to the children and grandchildren by the ingredients of quality health care.

And only Zhuo Ning didn't mention it in a single word.

Lin Mumu's heart seemed to be pressed by something, and he felt depressed and uncomfortable. Watching the video of Tiancheng Group Zhuo's young and old being happy at the press conference, he was in a daze.

Why no Zhuo Ning?
The three words "illegitimate daughter" that Xuan Jing said made Lin Mumu guess something, but she didn't dare to think about it.

"Lin Mumu, what are you doing? Tiancheng Group, you want to go?" An Xiaoqin bit a half-face-sized red apple, carelessly put her arms around Lin Mumu's shoulder, and pointed at the video.

"Miss An, do you have a suitor in Tiancheng?" Lin Mumu asked casually.

"I don't have that much charm, but you do." An Xiaoqin pouted.

"I?"

"Remember Zhuo Mingle? He is the grandson of Zhuo Dong."

Lin Mumu shook her head, how could she remember so many people.

"Oh, what a dog's memory you have! You can't even remember such a cute little handsome guy.

In the last military training target competition, the one representing Huaxia University was not tall, he seemed to be only 1.7 meters with five legs, and he had a baby face. "

"I seem to have a little impression." Did you say baby face earlier? There are not many boys with baby faces. Lin Mumu remembers that Huada seems to have such a boy.

"Oh, I hurt me because of Zhuo Mingle. You can't remember anyone except Yun Ting?" An Xiaoqin caressed her chest exaggeratedly and called out to Chen Fangya.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fangya also had an impression, so she opened her mouth and said:
"You said Zhuo Mingle. People adore you. Some say you are a fairy who descended to earth, and some say you look like someone in a martial arts novel?

After that, the kid came to our flower shop every day, bought a lot of flowers every time, and wanted to give something to bribe Yuanyuan, but Yuanyuan returned it in a serious manner. I saw it that day, and it made me laugh.

I remember that he seems to be a Huada e-commerce major, and he was in the same class as us.

As long as you open your mouth, people promise to promise anything. "

Having said that, Lin Mumu seems to have remembered that there is a person like Zhuo Mingle who likes to buy succulents, and every time he buys a lot, even if the price is increased for him, he will still buy it.

Lin Mumu once saw him buying succulents again, and couldn't help but ask with distress: "Student, you bought so many succulents, can you raise them?"

The man replied: "My housekeeper will arrange for people to raise them. Don't worry, I will not let them die."

At that time, Lin Mumu still felt that we didn't understand the world of local tyrants.

(End of this chapter)