Cannon fodder tore the fake young master Script [MTL]

Ch 122 - Your Bank Card Password Is My Birthday

Rongrong's fingertips holding the rose were slightly folded, and the fingertips of his other hand touched the rose and said with a smile, "Brother gave it."

It is difficult for Ying Lan to associate a romantic thing like buying flowers with her dreary eldest son. She was surprised. She admired the gorgeous bouquets in Rongrong's arms for a while, and raised her head to ask Rong Zheng, a little amused and a little curious, "Why did you think of sending flowers to Rongrong?"

"Coax him."

Rongrong's heart beat slightly, and he heard his heart beating powerfully in his chest.

Ying Lan didn't think much about it.

In the morning, she and her husband Rong Weishan were discussing in the living room what New Year's goods to go out to buy today, and she heard Rongrong say that a few of them were going out. Knowing that Rongrong was going to the hospital with Jian Yi to visit his biological mother Ruan Yuman, the couple were always worried.

Hearing that Rong Zheng said that he bought flowers to coax Rongrong, Ying Lan thought that it was because Rongrong's mood was somewhat affected after seeing Ruan Yuman, and Rong Zheng bought flowers to coax his younger brother into happiness.

On the side, Rong Weishan reluctantly shook his head, his index finger smiled and nodded Rong Zheng, and said, "You, you are so good at chasing girls, you won't be single for so many years. Maybe my mother and I have even hugged the grandson by now—"

"hiss"

Rongrong's fingertips accidentally scratched the rose thorn, and blood beads came out.

Ying Lan exclaimed, "Yeah, it's bleeding."

"I read--"

Before Rong Wei could touch his younger son, Rong Zheng had already held Rong Rong's wrist. He took out a handkerchief from his trousers pocket and pressed it on Rong Rong's bloody fingertips. It was just a small wound. After the handkerchief was removed, the bleeding stopped, but it was possible that the stab was a little deep and the fingers were still a little swollen.

Rong Zheng turned around and said to the parents beside him, "It's alright, I'll just bring Rongrong in and apply some medicine. Parents, if you have something to do, go out first."

"What can I do with your dad? We are planning to go out to buy a New Year's gift. In fact, we have a lot of things at home. Otherwise, I and my dad will stay with you at home." There are also gifts from friends, and there are quite a few things at home. It's New Year's Eve, and I'm always used to buying something. I don't seem to go to the mall and decorate the whole house with a new look. It's not like Chinese New Year.

Rongrong couldn't help laughing and crying, "Mom, I just got stung by a rose. You and Dad should go out to buy and buy, just go out and shop to your heart's content."

Rongrong took out his mobile phone case, took out a bank card he put in it, and handed it to his mother, "I have money in the card, parents, please take it and swipe it." This bank card is what Rongrong usually uses. The card to spend. The contract he signed with Versa was the card number of this bank card, and half of his belongings were in this card. There is also a card, a bank card that he regularly sends money to. He didn't have the habit of carrying the card with him, so he kept it in the drawer at home, and he didn't move it again after he got it.

Rong Zheng's eyes darkened slightly. I usually order a takeaway, and I don't hesitate when I hand over the card to my parents.

Ying Lan refused to accept it, "I have money with your father, where do I need yours..."

Rong Weishan took the card and said, "It's useful, it's useful. This shows that we have grown up, not only can we be self-reliant, but also honor our parents. The child's heart. Right, velvet. velvet?"