Tycoon is Hen-pecked

Sun Yi took it and placed it on the table before him, "Ladies first. Miss Zuo, please." His gaze was fixed on Zuo Zixian, carrying a trace of a probing smile, causing Zuo Zixian to suddenly feel a chill.

He randomly ordered a cup of coffee and a sandwich, then handed the menu back to Sun Yiyi. Before he could move his hand away, a scorching hot hand covered him and even touched him.

Zuo Zizhen widened his eyes in disbelief, and quickly pulled his hand away in shock. He felt goosebumps all over his body all of a sudden, and a wave of nausea rose up in his chest and stuck itself in his throat.

Seeing this, Lin Shenghua did not stop Sun Yi, and instead looked at him with a fawning look, he once again placed the menu in Sun Yi's hand, with a fake smile on his face, "Chief Sun, Zixian is still young and inexperienced, don't mind him, please order." With that, he turned to face Zuo Ziqian with a cold face, "Ziqian, talk properly with Director Sun, don't be impolite."

Zuo Zi Xing bit his lips and held his hands tightly in his lap, the sunlight shining through the lush branches and leaves hitting her pale white face, causing her to appear slightly helpless.

Sun Yi's expression turned gloomy as he hastily chose a few items. Only after Lin Shenghua's persuasion did his complexion ease up a little, and he then shifted his gaze back to Zuo Ziqian.

At this moment, Zuo Zixian was frightened, surprise and anger flashed across his glass-like eyes, his face was pale, and his lower lip had been bitten red. He had never thought that his uncle, who had watched him grow up, would one day treat her like this. In his heart, he instantly understood his mother's anger.

He forced himself to calm down. He held the phone tightly with Bao and stood up, his voice cold. "I think I'll go back first. As for my dad, I'll think of a way to help Mom and myself."

Hearing this, Sun Yi and Lin Shenghua's expressions changed.

"I don't think Miss Zuo will ever have the opportunity to meet the best doctors in the United States, and there won't be any top doctors in the United States to treat your father." Such a clear and threatening tone coming out from Sun Yi's mouth was completely unlike the refined look he had when they first met. The pair of eyes with thick fish-tailed lines on them looked at her with the sharp gaze of a hunter.

Zuo Zixian was stunned, he stood in his original position and was slightly flustered, not knowing how to respond.

At the side, Lin Shenghua also scolded him with a dark face, "Ziqian, don't be so stupid. Don't tell me you don't want your father to get better quickly?"

She pursed her lips, her knuckles turning white as she held the phone. She was so infuriated by her uncle's words that her body was trembling slightly.

Her bright eyes met Lin Shenghua's, and the anger in her eyes caused Lin Shenghua to unconsciously look away.

Seeing that she did not take another step forward, Sun Yi pulled out an item from his pocket with a smile, "This is 10 million, I think it should be able to solve the urgent matter of Miss Zuo's winery."

Zuo Zixian lowered his eyes, and his gaze landed on the cheque for ten million, but he did not reply, and instead let out a sneer of ridicule. He then looked in Lin Shenghua's direction and asked softly, "Uncle, did you get 10 million yuan?"

His voice was extremely soft, yet it was like a huge rock that was thrown into Lin Shenghua's heart, causing his old face to instantly flush red, as he looked at Zuo Zixian awkwardly, yet he did not spit out a single word.

This scene was reflected in a pair of black eyes outside the door that were filled with amusement. He hadn't expected her to be so interesting. Without further hesitation, he opened the door of the coffee shop and walked in.

Sun Yi looked at Zuo Zixian's current appearance, and the possessiveness in his heart increased even more. He spoke as if Lin Shenghua didn't exist, "If it's not enough, I can add another 10 million." As long as Miss Zuo agrees to my conditions. "

The smile on Zuo Zisheng's lips widened, and the coldness in his eyes intensified. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a familiar figure in his peripheral vision. She somewhat absentmindedly turned her head, wanting to confirm if she was seeing things.

The grey and white Count Fan'er's casual attire, long and elegant figure, leisurely strolling posture, golden light reflecting from his gray hair, a pair of ink-black eyes on his handsome face, and a smile that could be described as a smile or a habitual smile, were all distant and respectful. The moment he entered the door, he attracted countless gazes.

Her brain paused for a moment, looking in his direction.

In this split-second, Ling Yi Heng was already standing in front of her, lightly opening his mouth to pull her thoughts back, "Zhi Wu, I'm sorry, I'm late." Ripples of light could be seen in her star-like eyes. Her tone carried a trace of deep affection.