Walking back to the living room and seeing the old man sitting there leisurely reading the newspaper, Gao Lin asked.
Hearing Gao Lin's question, Han Weiwei, who was standing next to him, seemed a little nervous. Her pretty face turned slightly red and she didn't dare to look at the old man. However, she could tell from her slightly raised ears. I also want to know the answer.
The old man slowly put down the newspaper in his hand, took off his reading glasses slowly, glanced at Gao Lin, then looked at Han Weiwei and asked: "Girl, do you have any opinions on this matter? If you have any opinions, please tell me First of all, I have worked in the party for so many years, and democracy is still in my heart."
"I...I have no objection." Han Weiwei was so nervous that she couldn't even speak smoothly. She raised her head and looked at the old man, then lowered her head, pinched the corners of her clothes with her little hands, and said in a mosquito-like voice, "Listen to grandpa and Dad arranged it."
"As long as you have no objection." Looking at the delicate and shy Han Weiwei, the old man showed a loving smile on his face.
"Ahem, grandpa, why don't you ask me if I have any opinions? I'm also a party involved." Gao Lin coughed dryly.
"What do you think?" the old man said with a glare.
"I knew it would be like this." Gao Lin said with a bitter face, "I will never have anything to do with democracy at home."
"Senior." With a sweet smile, Han Weiwei pushed Gao Lin.
"You want democracy, pick up your things now and come back and listen to my arrangements, and I will give you democracy." The old man raised his eyebrows and said with a straight face.
"Is it still democratic to follow your arrangements?" After saying this, seeing the old man reaching out to grab the newspaper, Gao Lin grabbed Han Weiwei's delicate hand and ran away.
"You brat, you've turned the world upside down." The old man raised his hand and threw the newspaper at Gao Lin. But the newspaper was still a newspaper after all. It was not thrown as far as a stone or other heavy object. It just landed on the running Gao Lin. Lin is behind them.
"Yeah, my stinky cousin got beaten by my grandpa." A heartless scream sounded from the direction of the side hall. Gao Lin turned around and saw the little girl walking out of the door after taking a bath, looking at him with a happy face. Hold them.
"Damn girl, I'll beat you up later." Gao Lin laughed angrily.
"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death." The little girl shook her fist and pouted at Gao Lin with a proud look on her face.
"If you start giggling any more, I will crush you two to death later." A clear and sweet voice sounded, and Mu Luorou came out from the door of the side hall, her beautiful eyes staring at Gao Lin and the little girl.
Seeing Mu Luorou come out, Gao Lin and the little girl didn't dare to speak anymore and glared at each other.
Seeing Gao Lin fighting with the little girl, Han Weiwei smiled and pinched him.
After taking a shower, Gao Lin called Liu Siyi and wanted to ask if he was free to go out and hang out.
After learning that Liu Siyi was not in Kyoto, Gao Lin called Xu Sheng again, but he had also left with his leader and would not be back until tomorrow.
Liu Siyi and Xu Sheng were neither there, so Gao Lin had no choice but to give up and take Mu Luorou, his daughter, and Han Weiwei to go shopping.
There is almost only one purpose for women to go shopping, and that is to go shopping crazy. Mu Luorou and Han Weiwei are no exception. Especially for a billionaire like Mu Luorou, for some luxury goods, it can almost be described as a big sweep. , However, she mostly bought these things for Han Weiwei and Gao Lin, but not for herself.
"Cousin, there's no need to buy, I already have enough clothes." Standing in a Louis Vuitton luxury store, Gao Lin looked at Mulro Judo, who was looking at a men's suit.
This cousin is true. She doesn't choose cheap clothes, but only the most expensive ones. When he saw the 5-digit price tag displayed on the clothes, Gao Lin had the idea in his heart to immediately pick up Han Weiwei and run away.
"You can wear it after you buy it. What are you talking about?" Mu Luorou turned around and glared at Gao Lin, then said to the clerk next to her, "Just help me get this style. The sizes are 175, 89A, 175, 73Y. "
"Okay." The clerk nodded politely and walked inside.
Hearing Mu Luorou directly tell Gao Lin's size, Han Weiwei couldn't help but look at Gao Lin in surprise.
"Most of my clothes are bought by my cousin, so she knows very well." Seeing Han Weiwei's slightly questioning eyes, Gao Lin lowered his head and said in her ear.
Han Weiwei was relieved and nodded slightly.
"Mom, Mom, Xiaoxiao also wants beautiful clothes." The little girl who was walking around ran over and coquettishly pulled her towards Mu Luorou's delicate hands.
"Your clothes are all packed into the cabinet, and you still need more." Mu Luorou turned around and said.
"My stinky cousin's clothes are also full of clothes in the cupboard. Why can he buy them but Xiaoxiao can't?" the little girl said with a very aggrieved pout.
"How old are your cousin, how old are you?" Mulo said with a soft smile.
"Cousin, I..."
Before even saying this, Gao Lin quickly stopped and lowered his head in embarrassment when he saw Mu Luorou glaring over.
Ever since he was a child, he really couldn't bring up any machismo in front of Mu Luorou, and he didn't know why. Anyway, as soon as he saw Mu Luorou getting angry, he got scared.
Unable to stop Mu Luorou from buying clothes, Gao Lin finally had no choice but to go out with two sets of suits. Thinking that two sets of clothes would cost nearly 100,000 yuan, his heart ached so much that he almost couldn't help but run back and beat up the shop owner. That's a meal.
One hundred thousand yuan, how many months of salary is this for him? How dare he work so hard for a year, and he can only buy two sets of clothes. This is a huge irony, if not for the sponsor who is his closest relative. He loved his most helpless cousin, and he couldn't help but wonder if she bought it for him on purpose to slap him in the face.
"Stinky girl, take it." His heart ached, but he didn't dare to say anything to Mu Luorou, so Gao Lin turned the target of his venting to the little girl, because she was so young that she was easy to bully.
"Humph." The little girl snorted and turned her face away. Mu Luorou refused to buy her clothes, so she kept pouting her mouth and sulking for a long time.
"If you hum again, I will throw you on the street and let others pick you up later." Gao Lin threatened with his eyes widened.
The little girl flattened her mouth, and layers of water mist instantly flashed out of her big eyes, and soon formed a circle of water.
"Senior." Seeing the little girl's appearance, Han Weiwei who was following him immediately hit Gao Lin, then bent down and picked up the little girl, coaxing: "Xiaoxiao, don't cry, I'll beat him for you. "
The little girl wiped her big eyes, kept twitching her little nose, and said with a slight cry: "Aunt Weiwei, Xiaoxiao, please stop being a stinky cousin."
"Well, we don't want him anymore. Let's throw him in the garbage and let those weird uncles take him away." Han Weiwei coaxed as she wiped away the tears on the little girl's face.
