Divorced ex-husband crying and begging for remarriage

The bell rang loudly, pulling Zhou Beishen back from his thoughts.

Seeing that it was the old man calling, he answered the phone without hesitation: "It will be your grandpa's birthday in three days. What gift are you going to give me?"

"Grandpa, why would you ask for a gift?" Zhou Beishen was speechless.

"Why can't I ask? If I don't ask, what if I don't like what you gave me?" Mr. Zhou held the phone in one hand and pinched his beard with the other, smiling.

Zhou Beishen thought of the old Mr. Zhou's painting he had photographed earlier, and said to him, "I promise you will like it."

"You promise to be a fart." The old man scolded angrily, "I only want a present for this birthday."

"Tell me." Regarding his grandfather, Zhou Beishen was much more patient. If he had a request, it would be easier to handle.

"Bring Xiaowan to my birthday banquet." The old man said.

Zhou Bei frowned deeply, and said after a while, "If you want her to come to the birthday banquet, it would be better to call her personally."

"I want you to bring her here." Of course, the old man knew that he would not refuse to call Jiang Wan himself, but he wanted to create opportunities for the two of them, so of course Zhou Beishen had to figure out a way for himself.

But in Zhou Beishen's view, the old man's name was Jiang Wan, and she might go, but if he called out, the woman would definitely not go.

He didn't answer all the time, and the old man suddenly became furious: "Stinky boy, you can't agree to just such a wish of mine? You want to piss me off, don't you?"

"grandfather……"

"No matter how much you hate her, you must personally invite her to my birthday party." The old man interrupted what he was going to say.

Zhou Bei smiled wryly, now it's his turn to hate Jiang Wan, it's others who hate him.

But he couldn't make it clear to his grandfather, so he could only nod and agree, "I'll try my best."

"Don't tell me to try your best. If you can't invite me, you don't have to." After finishing speaking, the old man hung up the phone with a snap, without giving Zhou Beishen a chance to speak again.

Zhou Beishen looked at the phone that had been hung up, with a helpless expression on his face. Those who didn't know thought Jiang Wan was his grandson.

Zhou's old house, after hanging up the phone, the old man was still angry.

"You said Beishen, what's wrong with him? Xiao Wan is such a nice girl, yet he doesn't like her?" The old man complained to Uncle Wu beside him.

"Young people, they all pay attention to their feelings. Maybe the young master just doesn't have feelings for Miss Jiang?" Uncle Wu said.

The old man snorted coldly, "I don't feel it? He never sees anyone. Where does the feeling come from? From the sky?"

Uncle Wu didn't speak, and the old man continued: "I think they are very suitable, as long as they get to know each other, they will definitely fall in love with each other very quickly."

"Master, in fact, I have never understood why you insist that Young Master and Miss Jiang be together?" Uncle Wu couldn't help asking.

He could understand that they got married at the beginning because the two old men had an agreement, but now they are divorced, and the old man keeps matching the two, after all, it makes people feel strange.

The old man fell silent, with a rare solemn expression on his face, "Xiaowan is a good girl, she can help Beishen and the entire Zhou family."

"Miss Jiang helping the young master?" Uncle Wu was surprised and didn't quite understand.

"I don't want to force Beishen either, but the Zhou family is not as simple as he thought. Maybe the storm will come soon."

"You think I'm so stupid that I insist on letting him stay with Xiao Wan?"

The old man said coldly, "That's because Xiaowan's life experience is not simple. If she is with Beishen, she will definitely help Beishen in the future. Only in this way can the Jincheng Zhou family prosper forever."

When the old man mentioned this, his eyes were full of calculations, and Uncle Wu behind him seemed to see Zhou Zhenhua who started from scratch in Jincheng back then.