Doting Billionaire Chapter 22

Hai Tong understood that a senior white-collar worker like him was still somewhat privileged.

She took out that bank card and handed it to War Yin, urging him, “You have to bargain with the boss, killing half the price is almost enough.”

War Yin pushed back the bank card, “I still have money here.”

Hai Tong looked at him twice, so she didn’t insist with him.

She had to go to her sister’s house to see, and once again instructed War Yin to bargain when buying flowers, then took the keys to the electric car and hurriedly left.

What she didn’t know was that after she left, her man took a short video on his mobile phone to the balcony and sent it to Hui Bo, the garden steward of the War family estate.

Uncle Fai quickly called over.

“Eldest Young Master.”

“Uncle Fai, you’ve watched the video, right? Set up this balcony as a small garden, see how many pots of flowers you need? Then you pick some cheap ones in the flower room, the ones that are easy to bloom, the ones that bloom busily and big, and send them to me to Room 808 on the eighth floor of Building B of the famous garden.”

When he accompanied Hai Tong to buy flowers, Zhan Yin found that she liked the kind of flowers with large blooms and complex petals, and she didn’t like the kind with single petals. One second to remember

“Also, remember to make a list of charges.”

Hui Bo: “…… Good.”

“Deliver it by this evening.”

“Good.”

He would do whatever the youngest master ordered.

“Just carry it upstairs and put it on the balcony, don’t worry about the rest.”

It was up to Hai Tong to fiddle with it how she wanted to place it, he had done it all and she might not like it.

Again, Uncle Hui responded respectfully.

War Yin quickly hung up the phone.

An unaware Hai Tong packed a breakfast for both her sister and nephew as she had done yesterday, and because she was in a good mood, she also bought her nephew a children’s electric scooter.

“Little Aunt.”

Hai Tong opened the door and entered the house when she heard her nephew Zhou Yang’s crisp shout.

“Yang Yang, you are up so early today, come and see, what did Little Aunt buy for you.”

“Che Che.”

Zhou Yang, who was only two years old and could not say much, trotted over and circled the electric scooter joyfully, but could not express his joy in words.

Hailing came out of the bathroom, she had just thrown the couple’s clothes into the washing machine to clean them; she washed her son’s clothes by hand.

“Tong Tong, you’ve been spending money recklessly again.”

“I bought the car for my nephew, how is it a waste of money.”

Hai Tong put down her breakfast, picked up her nephew again, sat Yang Yang on the electric scooter, and taught Yang Yang how to drive.

Zhou Yang was smart enough to learn as soon as he was taught, and was soon riding around the hall in a haphazard manner.

“Sister, I’ve bought breakfast up for you and Yang Yang.”

“I set the alarm clock last night and got up very early this morning to prepare breakfast for your brother-in-law to eat and go to work.”

Hai Ling saw her son playing happily and had a smile on her face, “You don’t need to buy breakfast up here in the future, now that you are married and have your own little home, the money you earn should be spent in your own little home, don’t always spend it at your sister’s house, then your brother-in-law will have a problem with it.”

She didn’t want her sister to become a sister-supporting demon.