President, Please Be Careful

President, Please Be Careful
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When the old man stepped out, the tensed guards immediately retreated. They bowed respectfully to him.


Uncle Zhao had heard the commotion outside. He was worried that the people outside had disturbed the former host and the young master of the third generation and hence, he stepped out to take a look.


As the old man opened the door and saw the chaos outside, he was as shocked as his experience. His heart skipped a beat especially after he took a good look at the person holding the sword and pressed it down the throat of the bodyguard.


“The oldest lady, how do you.. Stop it now, she's the oldest woman! You're blind! What will happen if he gets hurt?!”


'The oldest lady ?!' Everyone including Zhao Youlin were shocked when they heard Uncle Zhao summon his title.


Zhao Youlin raised her head and glanced at the old man. He recalled the person in detail and finally remembered that this familiar old man was actually the senior butler of the most powerful man in the Zhao family. The strong man was his biological grandfather, who was also the president of the Zhao Group.


No wonder she had him as the oldest woman. Since he was around, the so-called grandfather was most likely inside his house as well.


Zhao Youlin pulled out her sword. He nonchalantly went to the side, took a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the sword. The corner of Uncle Zhao's eyes twitched upon seeing this.


When Uncle Zhao glanced at the two bodyguards who were helping themselves off the floor with injuries on their bodies, his expression turned strange.


Zhao Youlin casually threw the handkerchief aside after wiping the blade. Then, he lifted his head and looked at Uncle Zhao. He greeted her politely, "Uncle Zhao."


Not only was the corner of Uncle Zhao's eyes twitching, but even the corner of his lips was twitching as well. He said with a frown, “The oldest one, you finally realized that I'm here."


“The oldest lady, the former host has been waiting for you for quite some time. Please come this way." After Uncle Zhao finished speaking, he moved to one side to pave the way for Zhao Youlin to enter.


As Zhao Youlin entered the entrance, she heard Joy's energetic voice. “Great grandfather, great grandmother, look, this is Sparta! Mom bought it for me.”


Immediately after, an old motherly voice sounded. “So, I bought this for you. Very funny, same as you, Joy.”


Zhao Youlin sighed when she heard this. She is a little off guard after finding out that Joy is fine. Besides, it seems like her grandfather and her great-granddaughter are having fun together, so everything is still fine.


Zhao Youlin entered the house and saw Joy carrying Sparta on a luxurious carpet in the living room. She saw Joy happily showing off the puppy to the old man opposite her while the old man in his sixties gently reached out to caress his little head, and his face wrinkled with a smile.


When Joy heard footsteps, she immediately turned around. His eyes twinkled as soon as he saw Zhao Youlin. Then, he hurriedly got up from the carpet, tripped, and lunged at Zhao Youlin.


"Mom, Mom, you're back! Did you buy cake for me?”


Initially, Zhao Youlin felt relieved when she saw Joy leaving the former host and running towards her. However, she did not know whether she wanted to laugh or cry when she heard the following words.


He crouched down and hugged his son as he pounced on him. He patted Joy's little ass as punishment and said, "What's on your mind is just a cupcake."


“And you too, Bu.” Joy played with Zhao Youlin and peeked at her cheeks. After kissing, she asked again expectantly, “Bu, where's my cupcakes?”


Zhao Youlin was speechless.