After finishing get off work, Chengcheng sighed tiredly.

Jin Fanmo naturally stretched out his hand and said, "Key."

Chengcheng gave him the car keys and took the passenger seat.

Mr. Xiao Liu also followed.

I just wanted to go to Chengcheng’s house to have a meal.

Jin Fanmo said, "Where is your home? I will take you back."

Mr. Xiao Liu...

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and said cheekily, "I've been tired all day, why not go to Chengcheng's house and drink some of Grandma Chi's soup to replenish my energy?"

"Chengcheng, do you mind if I go have a meal?"

Chengcheng doesn't mind.

If you are doing business, it is always good to have a few more friends.

Then he said, "Okay, let me tell my grandma about it."

If it was just her and Mr. Liu, she wouldn't have time to take him back.

But Jin Fanmo is here, so it doesn't matter if he brings more people with him. Jin Fanmo is driving anyway.

Jin Fanmo glared at Chengcheng, saying, 'Why do you bring this four-eyed boy?'

Chengcheng replied with her eyes, "The visitor is a guest."

Besides, it’s just a meal.

"Don't be so stingy."

Jin Fanmo still glared at her, "Will you send him back later?"

It’s not along the way, and the other person is taking their car, so you can’t take them back after eating?

At that time, Chengcheng sent the other person back, going back and forth, squinting, looking so annoying.

Chengcheng was speechless and didn't know why he was angry.

He whispered, "I drove back to the company after dinner, and his car was also at the company, so we happened to be together." It didn't count as a gift.

Jin Fanmo fell silent and stopped talking.

Chengcheng couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so she closed her eyes and leaned on the seat, squinting for a while.

Jin Fanmo saw that she was asleep, so he turned down the music and the air conditioner.

Soft music was played again.

After Mr. Liu saw it from the back seat, he joked in a low voice, "Mr. Jin is like a big brother to Chengcheng. He takes good care of me."

"In the future, with you as my uncle, who would dare to bully Chengcheng."

Jin Fanmo glanced at Mr. Liu and did not answer.

He will indeed be a good brother to Chengcheng and will not let others bully Chengcheng.

But when these words came out of Mr. Liu’s mouth, I always felt they were not good words.

But Jin Fanmo said nothing.

In case the person you talked about gets angry later, Chengcheng loses his temper with him again.

So he pursed his lips and drove in silence.

Mr. Liu wanted to ask him a few more questions, "Does Mr. Jin have many holidays?"

"Are there any weekends on weekdays?"

Jin Fanmo was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Not necessarily."

"It depends."

Sometimes I do, sometimes I don’t have time.

But most of them are quite busy.

You can go home and rest when you have free time.

Mr. Liu, "Then when you go home during the holidays, do you always play with Chengcheng?"

If Jin Fanmo keeps looking for Chengcheng, he will be very annoyed.

Jin Fanmo thought for a while, and it seemed that he had been looking for Chengcheng during the holidays.

But it’s not really about playing, just sitting with her and having a meal.

Otherwise, if his friends were either looking for him to drink or pick up girls, and he didn't want to go, he might as well find Chengcheng to be clean.

Xiao Liu always saw that he was silent and couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

All I can say is, "Chengcheng has reached the age of dating now. You can't keep looking for her, otherwise it will delay her finding a partner."

"Girls don't like light bulbs when they're in love, so I guess you don't like being a lightbulb either, right?"

Jin Fanmo frowned slightly, not thinking that he was a light bulb.

Every time he goes to look for Chengcheng during the holidays, he doesn't bother her. How could it be a light bulb?

Moreover, Chengcheng is not in a relationship, so how can he be disturbing her?

So he just thought Mr. Liu was looking for trouble and didn't want to challenge him.

But Mr. Liu kept talking like a talker, "Besides, you are not young anymore. You look much older than Chengcheng. It's time to look for you."

"If you have a girlfriend in the future, she will definitely not like to see you looking for other girls every day, otherwise your girlfriend will be angry."

"Listen to me and don't bother Chengcheng anymore. Let her find a marriage partner in peace."

"Otherwise Mrs. Chi would also be worried about Chengcheng's marriage."

These words were full of moral kidnapping, and he snorted coldly, "Then don't bother my Chengcheng. She is very busy and has no time to be your driver."

"Even if she wants to fall in love and there are many people chasing her, you'd better get in line."

He was neither handsome nor outstanding in temperament. Apart from being thick-skinned, Jin Fanmo couldn't see anything special about Xiao Liu.

Wearing glasses makes you look smaller and your facial features are ordinary.

Apart from the label of rich second generation, there really isn't much else to show for it.

And he is so short, shorter than Chengcheng, yet he is so confident.

"I might as well tell you that every second-generation rich man chasing after our Chengcheng is prettier than you. You have no hope. Our Chengcheng is a beauty-controller."

Mr. Liu choked. He didn't expect that he had made himself worthless.

He took a photo with his cell phone. What didn't look right?

He is obviously very polite and a gentleman.

And he is also 1.7 meters tall, not 1.6 meters tall.

But after looking at Jin Fanmo's height of 1.9 meters, he instantly lost the confidence to refute.

After arriving at Chi's house, Mrs. Chi heard the sound of cars coming in and came out to take a look.

"Ah, Mo Mo is back too?"

Jin Fanmo opened the window and said, "Grandma Chi."

Old Mrs. Chi smiled, "Are you going to play with Chengcheng again?"

Jin Fanmo smiled and said, "Yes, I even drank the soup you stewed."

Mrs. Chi smiled, "If I had known you were going, I would have cooked more."

"Where's Chengcheng?"

"Fell asleep in the car."

He went to pull the passenger door, pulled Chengcheng's hair, "Smelly Cheng, get up."

Chengcheng muttered, "Are we here?"

"We're here, get off the car."

Only then did Chengcheng stretch his waist.

"Hmm~"

finally reached.

Come down as if sleepy.

Mr. Liu saw this and wanted to help him, but was blocked by Jin Fanmo's tall figure.

"I come."

"You go in."
To be continued...