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Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go

Chapter 1252 - 1256: I’m Here to Reminisce
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Chapter 1252: Chapter 1256: I’m Here to Reminisce

No one had ever seen what the president of Beitang Group looked like, but for a man with this much money, he was definitely some old Lao Man!

Just then, a servant came out, looked at the man and woman in front of her, first bowed to Du Ziheng and said, "Hello, Young Master Du."

Then she asked what Ji Shiyou was here for.

"Auntie, I’m Ji Shiyou, I’m Qian Qian’s friend, she invited me over. Could you please let her know I’ve arrived?" Ji Shiyou’s voice was soft and gentle at this moment.

But in Du Ziheng’s ears, it was pure torture! He felt he had never heard such an awful voice in his life...

Wait a minute!

She said Qian Qian?

So she was here to see Qian Qian? She was Qian Qian’s friend?

"Oh, so you’re Miss Ji, please come in." The servant smiled and had the security guard beside her open the gate. Ji Shiyou flashed the servant a grateful smile, then went inside.

Just as Du Ziheng was about to step in, the servant stopped him and said, "Young Master Du, Young Master has given orders: no outsiders are allowed in to disturb Miss Xia’s rest. I’m sorry, but please go back."

When Ji Shiyou heard this, she turned back gloatingly, shot a provocative look at the man blocked outside the gate, and made a face at him that clearly meant: hurry up and scram!

Du Ziheng was so pissed off by Beitang Yao’s instructions that he almost exploded. He snapped, "I’m your Young Master’s friend! A guest is a guest the moment he walks through the door—who the hell treats guests like that? Nanny Liu, do I look like an outsider to you?"

Nanny Liu really couldn’t make this call. She looked at Du Ziheng in total embarrassment and shook her head, saying, "Young Master Du, I’m sorry, you know what Young Master’s temper is like, don’t make things hard on Mrs. Zhang." Being called Nanny Liu by Du Ziheng clearly displeased the servant a bit. "I’m Mrs. Zhang, not Nanny Liu."

Wahahaha!

A hearty laugh rang out from a distance, coming straight from that woman’s mouth!

Du Ziheng pointed at Ji Shiyou’s retreating figure and demanded, "Then why did you let that outsider in?"

Mrs. Zhang was a bit stuck for words. "Miss Xia said that if Miss Ji came, we should just let her in."

"Mrs. Zhang, right? Then let me tell you, I’m here today to catch up with Yao. That brat hasn’t paid any attention to me for several days." With that, Du Ziheng pushed open the iron gate and strode straight in.

On what basis did Yao let some strange woman in but not let his own brother in? Completely outrageous!

No matter how Mrs. Zhang shouted after him, Du Ziheng had zero intention of stopping!

As soon as Ji Shiyou walked into the villa, she felt like she’d stepped right into a royal palace. This kind of splendor and grandeur was something you only ever saw in palaces. She never expected to see it in a place like this.

Everywhere screamed luxury and extravagance, even more magnificent than the Roman Palace!

All the interior décor and furnishings had been designed by top world-class designers, and the materials used were the most advanced and most expensive.

"Miss Ji, please wait a moment, Miss Xia is still resting." Sister Huan brought over a cup of coffee and invited Ji Shiyou to sit down.

"Sister Huan, bring me a cup of coffee too." Du Ziheng sat down opposite Ji Shiyou.

Sister Huan’s face twitched for a second, but she quickly recovered and said, "Young Master Du, you’re here too! I’ll get you a cup of coffee right away." As she spoke, she went off to pour coffee for Du Ziheng.

"Cappuccino? Sister Huan, brew me another one. I’m not drinking the same thing as this kind of woman!" The moment Du Ziheng caught the distinctive aroma of cappuccino, his desire vanished. Asking him to drink the same coffee as this kind of woman? No way!

"All right!" Sister Huan froze for a beat.

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