Chapter 1215 Fool, I Like You (3)

Ming Ancheng sneered, "I've already agreed to get married, grandpa, what are you still worried about?"

Ming Zhongsheng's face was livid, "The wedding must be brought forward."

"Grandpa will make arrangements." Ming Ancheng said without saying anything else, strode to the desk, pulled out the chair, bent over and sat down.

Then he reached out to turn on the computer, without even looking at Ming Zhongsheng again.

"You'd better stop having any contact with the Yan family."

Ming Zhongsheng warned Ming Ancheng coldly, and then suddenly softened his tone, "Grandpa's body has been completely buried in the soil, only half of his head is left on top, isn't everything done for you?"

Ming Ancheng listened to this kind of words too much, he became numb, "If there is nothing wrong, I still have many things to do."

He didn't even look up.

Ming Zhongsheng looked at Ming Ancheng, with deep eyes in his cloudy eyes. After watching for a while, he said lightly, "I want to change the marriage to the beginning of next month."

"Whatever." Ming Ancheng still didn't look up, his attitude was extremely cold.

It can be said to be indifferent.

To my own grandpa.

Ming Zhongsheng also showed a little helplessness in his eyes, he said: "Now Mingyuan and the Tang family are an economic lifeline, your attitude should be better."

Hearing this, Ming Ancheng finally raised his head, and curled his lips coldly at Ming Zhongsheng, "So Grandpa, you will never be able to surpass Grandma Wang in your whole life."

"You..." Ming Zhongsheng was angry and wanted to get angry, but he finally held back his breath when he thought of something, and said with a cold snort, "At the beginning of next month, please inform your friends, the guests in the mall, I will arrange."

With that said, the old man took a step and walked towards the door.

He knew that if he continued, his grandfather and grandson would have another big quarrel. At this juncture, he still endured it, and when they got married, his heart would be relieved.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly thought of something, turned around, looked at Ming Ancheng and said, "Fei Ling is here, at home, she is here to discuss with you about taking wedding photos and choosing a wedding dress. Get things done."

"The company is approaching the end of the year. Grandpa doesn't know how busy I am?" Ming Ansheng raised his eyebrows coldly, "I'm going to country M tomorrow, and I haven't been free for a while."

After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to stare at the computer screen.

Ming Zhongsheng showed displeasure, and shouted in a deep voice: "You were supposed to go to country M today, and if you can delay a day for that little girl, can't you delay a day for your own life's event?"

"Heh." Ming Ancheng sneered, his smile was ironic, "Grandpa knows my itinerary very well."

"Don't tell me these useless things, that's not the point." Ming Zhongsheng ordered directly, "Whatever you do tomorrow, take half a day to pick out the wedding dress with Feiling, and you have to take a few photos anyway. "

Unquestionable tone.

"No time." Ming Ancheng's attitude was also very tough.

"Ming Ancheng, do you think I'm the only one who sees the illegitimate daughter of the Yan family in that photo?"

There is clearly something in Ming Zhongsheng's words.

A cold and sharp light shone in those slightly narrowed eyes, piercing Ming Ancheng's heart like sharp thorns.

Ming Ancheng raised his eyebrows, "Are you threatening me?"

He has threatened him more than once or twice. What makes him sad is not his threat, but his use of Su Yong to threaten him.

Unknowingly, his hands clenched into fists, and his nails dug into the flesh.