Zhang Xiao"s words still echoed in his ears, "Your beloved woman persuaded you to call me back. You must have felt that she couldn"t bear for me to wander around outside, couldn"t bear for me to suffer and suffer outside, right? I wonder if she told you that I should get married? She"s going to help me find a wonderful family, like her own mother, isn"t she? "Zhang Hao Tian s tone softened, as he also felt a sense of powerlessness, "Xiao Er, Hongyu is doing this for your own good as well. She did indeed... Un, I want to help you find a good wife. She gave a lot for our family, for both of us. You should understand her. "
Indeed!
Zhang Xiao"s heart felt like it was being cut by a blade, the pain was unbearable.
After nine years of time, she thought that she no longer cared about him. Only now did she know that she was unable to do anything about it, because she was related to Zhang Hao Tian by blood, father and daughter.
Ye Zichen took the phone away from his ear and snapped the call.
Zhang Hao Tian still wanted to say something, but a beep came from behind him. After knowing that her daughter had hung up on him, he couldn"t help but curse: "You didn"t even let me finish talking to you, I"m not asking you to call her to come back for a date, I don"t want her to be my nanny anymore. I called her back because I want her to be a big miss, she … "This girl, why is she still so stubborn? I"m her father, why do she hate me so much?"
Throwing his phone on the table, Zhang Hao Tian was so angry that he did not want to make any more calls.
Not only did the father and daughter"s first conversation nine years later not ease their relationship, on the contrary, it deepened the hatred Zhang Xiao had towards his father.
After Zhang Xiao hung up the phone with her father, she was secretly angry, and her face became ugly.
"Ring, ring, ring …"
Her cell phone rang again. She thought it was her father, so she didn"t even want to look at it anymore. She just let it ring non-stop.
Soon, the other party stopped calling her.
One minute later, Aunt Lan walked over with her phone. She handed it over to Yue Yang and said, "Miss Zhang, Third Young Master is looking for you."
Zhang Xiao did not say anything, but took the phone from Aunt Lan, placed it close to her ear and called out: "Mr. Mou."
"What are you doing? Why didn"t you answer when I called you? " Mu Chen coldly criticized. Only then did Zhang Xiao realize that the caller was not her father, but Mu Chen.
How could her father have called her after she had hung up on him?
In his father"s heart, what was she?
Zhang Xiao"s heart turned cold, and she did not answer Mu Chen"s accusation, and allowed him to criticize her freely. Mu Chen could not get her response, so she did not continue to criticize him. She only asked a few questions related to Mu Ya, which Zhang Xiao always asked her, and she just answered with a flat voice, like a robot. Other than answering the questions, she did not say a single other word.
Although they had not interacted for more than a week, Mu Chen was already used to fighting with her. He felt that when her teeth were sharp, he was like a rooster full of fighting spirit, suddenly becoming flat, but he found it boring.
In less than two minutes, Mu Chen instructed, "Give your phone to Aunt Lan. "Like a woodblock." The last sentence was obviously complaining to Zhang Xiao about her lifelessness.
Zhang Xiao quietly handed the phone over to Aunt Lan. Seeing that Mu Ya was playing, she stood up and walked towards him.
She wished that she could be like Mu Ya, have the love of family. Although Mu Chen did not have the time to accompany the child, she truly loved and doted on the child, unlike her father. As if she had nothing to do with him, he had never really given her a fatherly love.
The image of the father in the child"s heart was tall and lofty, a towering tree, but in her heart, it was vague and unfamiliar.
Aunt Lan answered her phone, then asked: "What happened to Zhang Xiao?" It was as if she had lost her soul.
Eh?
Aunt Lan was confused by his question, "What"s wrong with Miss Zhang?"
Mu Chen"s face darkened as he said snappily: "I"m asking you."
Aunt Lan looked at the girl who was playing with Mu Ya, and replied puzzledly: "Miss Zhang is playing with Young Miss, there"s nothing wrong."
Mu Chen was going crazy at that point, but Aunt Lan did not understand what he meant.
It"s no wonder he asked so clearly in Aunt Lan, it"s not like he could ask so clearly, so he could only say indifferently: "It"s fine now, I"ll eat lunch at home. If Mu Ya doesn"t cry, bring her along for a while, let Zhang Xiao cook, her culinary skills are not bad."
"Alright, I"ll tell Miss Zhang."
"Don"t say I asked for it."
Aunt Lan:...
Why did she feel that the Third Young Master was weird at this moment.
Oh, Third Young Master, I don"t know who Miss Zhang picked up the phone from, but that person kept calling her. Just as Mu Chen was about to hang up, Aunt Lan suddenly spoke again.
Mu Chen"s eyes slightly flashed, but he was still reprimanding Aunt Lan: "Aunt Lan, like I said, don"t tell me anything about Zhang Xiao." He hung up.
Aunt Lan rubbed her nose as she was scolded by her young master. Alright, she won"t gossip anymore in the future.
It was clear that her Young Master was asking her what was going on with Zhang Xiao. She finally understood the meaning of Third Young Master"s words with great difficulty and told him the reason.
d.a.m.n it.
Aunt Lan stood in place for a while before she walked towards Zhang Xiao.
"Hee hee …" "Mom …" When the child was laughing happily, she was infected by it. For the time being, she put aside the pain brought to her father, and continued to play with Mu Ya.
Seeing Aunt Lan coming over, she stood up straight and smiled, "Does Mr. Mou have any other orders?"
"Mr. Mou said that he would be back for lunch at noon. He also said that Miss Zhang"s food was delicious." Since he couldn"t directly say that the Third Young Master wanted to eat the food Zhang Xiao cooked, the Aunt Lan turned the corner and started talking.
Zhang Xiao took a tissue and squatted down to call Mu Ya over. She helped the child wipe his sweat, then carried the child and walked down the tree. She then smiled and said to Aunt Lan, "Isn"t he disdainful of it?"
Seeing that her expression had returned back to normal, Aunt Lan"s mood became a lot better, she laughed and said: "Third Young Master is actually just speaking, didn"t I eat all of your cooking while you were feeding Young Miss last time?"
Thinking about that time, Zhang Xiao also laughed.
He clearly thought that the food she cooked was delicious, yet he was still unwilling to admit it. He even found an excuse to say that he was Mu Ya"s father, that they had shared good fortune and good fortune …
Seeing that it was time to cook, Zhang Xiao carried Mu Ya and walked inside the house. Aunt Lan followed behind her, and as she walked, she asked Aunt Lan: "What is Mr. Mou"s favorite food?"
Seeing that she was willing to cook for Mu Chen, Aunt Lan immediately told Zhang Xiao what kind of dishes Mu Chen liked to eat and what kind of dishes he hated to eat. She specifically reminded Zhang Xiao that Mu Chen did not eat sour and spicy dishes, and did not catch the crafty look that Zhang Xiao had in her eyes.