Chapter 1598: Touched By His Father-in-law (2)[ Asking For A Monthly Pass ]

Did he think that he could force him to marry his daughter with the betrothal gift?

He was not the kind of person who would easily agree to marry off his little princess!

Zheng Mohong coughed, and his expression had obviously darkened. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the box that Tan Bengbeng placed in front of him.

“Don’t tell me that there are asset registration books, real estate certificates, bank passbooks, and so on. Yanyan is the apple of my eye. Although the Zheng Corporation is not as large as the Mo Corporation, my daughter still doesn’t like these things. If you think that you can make me nod my head just because you brought all your wealth over, then I can tell you right now that it’s impossible!”

After Zheng Mohong finished speaking, he looked at the two siblings standing in front of him.

Mo Yongheng was calm, while Tan Bengbeng was cold.

The two siblings’auras were different from ordinary people. They were very quiet and unfathomable.

However, he only had one feeling: they really did not die..

The Year Tan Bengbeng announced her death, as a neighbor, he had visited the tan family and offered incense.

As for Tan Bengbeng, although they no longer had any contact, he remembered that when the Mo family had an accident three years ago, someone had said that she had died in a fire together with the eldest daughter of the Mo family.

Now that both of them were standing in front of him, Zheng Mohong really felt that it was unbelievable for a moment.

“Are you really the two children of the Tan Family?”

“Uncle Zheng, it’s true.”

The person who answered was Tan Bengbeng. She came today with a mission.

For the sake of her brother’s happiness, she, who usually did not like to take the initiative to talk to others, took the initiative to take over the conversation today.

Not only did she answer Zheng Mohong’s question, she also reminded him.

“Brother really likes Zheng Yan. The things in the box are not what uncle Zheng thinks. I hope you can take a good look at it before deciding whether to agree to their marriage.”

“…”

Other than money, what else could mo Yongheng offer as a betrothal gift?

The elders of the Tan family’s direct line of descent were all gone.

The living were all relatives who were not that close to each other. Speaking of the two siblings, they were quite pitiful.

Zheng Mohong was a person who cherished old friendships.

When Mo Yongheng was still the young master of the Mo family, he did not show any mercy. Now that he heard that he was really the child of the Tan family next door, his expression eased up a little.

He pulled the box on the desk in front of him.

“Then let’s take a look. Let me make it clear first. I’m just taking a look. I haven’t agreed to this marriage yet!”

“Uncle Zheng, take a look.”

Tan Bengbeng opened the lid for him.

When Zheng Mohong saw what was inside clearly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It was not property under Mo Yongheng’s name, nor was it anything valuable. It was just a pile of books.

There was a diary, a picture book, and even a box of chocolates..

What were these things? !

Zheng Mohong’s curiosity was piqued. He didn’t have time to think too much and casually picked up a picture book to open.

The sketch that entered his eyes made him stunned!

The person in the picture was Zheng Yan.

But the picture wasn’t of the current Zheng Yan, but of the young Zheng Yan.

Others might not be able to recognize her, but Zheng Mohong remembered it clearly.

Looking at the appearance in the painting, Zheng Yan should have been around ten years old at the time. She had already grown up and was charming and moving, looking around and shining.

Zheng Mohong came back to his senses and continued to flip through the pages.

On every piece of paper, the person in the painting was Zheng Yan.

But it was Zheng Yan of different ages.

From her childhood, to her adolescence, to her university days, there were even portraits of her after she entered the Zheng Corporation to work..

It was like a memorial book, a complete record of a person’s life.