The old man already knows the marriage between Di Lin and Jun Qing.

Naturally, I also knew that the girl sitting in front of him now was no longer his adopted daughter, nor his girlfriend, but his daughter-in-law and the mistress of the future Di family.

But in the old man's heart, she was still the little pistachio he had spoiled since he was a child.

Seeing the old man's pampering between the lines, Jun Qing smiled brightly and looked at Di Lin, holding the tea.

"Did you hear that, if you dare to bully me, I will sue you for your godfather!"

The three of them chatted while drinking tea.

Of course, when it comes to chatting, most of them are Jun Qing talking, and Mr. Di occasionally asks a few questions.

As usual, Emperor Linze listened silently, but his hands were not idle.

Whether the old man's cup is empty or Jun Qing's cup is empty, he will help the two of them add tea in time.

In a moment, the servant had steamed the crabs.

Several people sat at the dining table for supper.

On the plate was a king crab specially prepared by the old man for the servants to prepare for Jun Qing. It was so big, divided into several segments, and placed neatly on the plate.

Old Master Di is old and dare not eat too much dinner, especially for this type of food. He just tastes a few bites and puts down his chopsticks.

Di Lin sat next to him, using special tools for eating crabs, gracefully cut the crab legs, spread the crab shells, and put them on Jun Qing's plate.

A crab probably entered her mouth.

After dinner, the old and the young sat down on the sofa to play chess. Di Lin was next to him, peeling fruits and pouring tea to serve him.

My son and daughter-in-law are busy and afraid of him. On weekdays, they only come back to see him.

Several grandchildren have grown up, and it is rare for anyone in the mansion to accompany him like this, playing chess and talking. The old man is in a good mood and in high spirits.

After finishing one plate, I put the second plate on.

Holding the chess piece to leave, he raised his eyes casually and saw the opposite emperor Lin Zheng leaning his face sideways and staring at Jun Qing.

The old man lowered his eyelids and pretended to yawn: "It's really useless when you're old. You'll be sleepy when you're at the right time. Let's go on tomorrow. Emperor Lin, you pack up the chess pieces and gently help me upstairs."

"Okay!" Jun Qing stood up, held the old man's arm, and sent him upstairs.

Mr. Di did not go back to the bedroom directly, but took her into the study.

Open the drawer, take out a document, and put it on the table: "Glowly, sign this document."

Jun Qing walked over in confusion, took the document and looked at the contents, and couldn't help but look up: "You...what are you doing?"

The document in her hand was an equity transfer agreement, and the old man actually gave her 5% of the Di family's equity.

5% may not sound much, but don’t forget that the total assets of the Di Family Group exceeded 100 billion ten years ago, and its value is even more immeasurable. It is not impossible to break 10 billion. The 5% shares are conservatively estimated to have a market price of tens of billions.

"When every child gets married and gets married, I will give him some shares. You are also the daughter of your godfather and the Di family. This is the dowry given to you by your godfather!" Mr. Di smiled calmly: "In my eyes, you are my children like Siming and Di Lin."

"But, I..." Jun gently bit his lower lip, "I am just your goddaughter."

This is not a trivial matter of buying her a car or giving her a house.
Chapter completed!