Chapter 493

"Walk when you walk, talk when you talk, what are you talking about in public?" Father Zhao looked at his daughter coldly and withdrew his hand.

It was rare for him to open his mouth, although what he said were all words of blame and disdain, but it seemed to be the only time in the past few days when he was frozen.

Zhao Mengmeng laughed out loud, not only was not frightened by Father Zhao's words, but deliberately took his hand: "What's wrong with me holding Dad's hand? Dad is not someone else."

"You don't have a hippie smile, you don't have a straight face." Zhao's father still had a long face, and lightly reprimanded.

He really has nothing to do with his stubborn daughter.

Sometimes being too hot-tempered is not necessarily a good thing.

"Father, don't be angry." Zhao Mengmeng put away her smiling expression and looked at her father seriously.

"Angry? How dare I." Father Zhao sneered.

Thinking of the scene where the fruit knife was on his daughter's neck, his heart was still trembling.

It is said that the daughter is the little padded jacket of the parents, but he did not expect that he gave birth to a debt collector to anger them.

"Look, your words reveal your anger."

Father Zhao looked at the front indifferently and ignored him at all.

"I promise, this is the only exception. From now on, I will be obedient, be filial to my parents, and take good care of my younger brother." Zhao Mengmeng shook her father's arm flatteringly.

However, the latter sentence is a bit guilty.

Before changing, she was going to school while taking care of Mother Zhao's affairs like a little housekeeper.

Now, she has successfully upgraded to a prospective pregnant woman, and she can't even take care of herself. How can she have the energy to take care of her mother wholeheartedly like before?

"Let me listen to this sentence for now, and see if I take care of you or you take care of your brother."

Father Zhao sneered, and with one sentence, Zhao Mengmeng was extremely embarrassed.

"Father, you are so serious. You can just know it in your heart. Why did you say it yourself? It made me feel ashamed." Zhao Mengmeng pouted and muttered softly.

Father Zhao glanced at his daughter in disgust. How could such a sentence be serious?

"However, don't worry, Dad. At most, during this time, I will let you and mother worry about it. I will definitely be a mature and sensible daughter in the future, and I will definitely live up to your and mother's expectations of me." Zhao Mengmeng said seriously looking at his father.

If we say that in the first half of her life, she spent the best twenty-two years in her willfulness.

Then for the rest of her life, she will work hard for her family, for herself, and for her son.

Not having a man is no big deal, but she can no longer be as muddle-headed as before.

"You'd better remember what you said." Father Zhao warned.

Don't write him a bad promise, when the time comes, the father and daughter will blush and have thick necks.

"I remember, I really remember, you can check it at any time."

"Mengmeng..." Father Zhao's smile restrained, and his tone was a bit heavy.

"My parents are not really angry with you. It's just a girl who has a child out of wedlock. After all, it will attract strange eyes from others."

"I know, dad, don't worry, I don't care what those people say is right or wrong."

"Some things don't matter if you don't care about them. Mengmeng, you are still too young. You are our daughter, no matter what, your mother and I will not dislike you. There is no doubt about it."

I still want to say something, but I feel that they have talked about this topic countless times, so there is no need to say it at this time.

"This is your own choice, I just hope you won't regret it in the future."

Thousands of words, finally turned into such a sentence.

Zhao Mengmeng's eyes were slightly red, because of her father's words, no matter what, they would not despise themselves.

"Dad, I know, I will never regret it."

The two came down from the administrative building, passed through the teaching building, and exposed the football field.

Zhao Mengmeng's gaze was attracted by a poster on the iron fence of the football field.

The protagonist is Lin Miaoyu.

Her piano recital went to University A.

No, it was the leader of the art department who came forward specially and invited Lin Miaoyu to come over for a concert.

The corners of Zhao Mengmeng's mouth twitched up mockingly.

Isn't that great?

She no longer has any contact with Pei Chenyang, and Lin Miaoyu will not come to make trouble again.

There is nothing wrong with each other. Wouldn't it be a great joy to be like this earlier?

"Chenyang..." Father Zhao's surprised voice woke Zhao Mengmeng from the chaos.

After hearing this name, Zhao Mengmeng's expression changed slightly.

Pei Chenyang?

Looking up, Pei Chenyang and Lin Miaoyu came from the opposite side.

Zhao Mengmeng's gaze instinctively went back to the poster to see the time of the concert.

Damn it was seven o'clock tonight.

And at this moment, the time from the start is only two and a half hours.

It really beeped the dog.

"Uncle." Pei Chenyang was also taken aback, and only recovered after a while.

And Lin Miaoyu next to him tensed up after seeing that it was Zhao Mengmeng.

"Chenyang, who is this?" Lin Miaoyu suppressed the shock in her heart and asked softly.

"This is Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao, and this is my girlfriend Lin Miaoyu." Pei Yibai introduced them lightly.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't look at Zhao Mengmeng more.

Although he had noticed Zhao Mengmeng's existence long ago.

"Lin Miaoyu? Yeah, it's the girl on this poster, special guest, yes, really nice." Father Zhao looked at them enthusiastically and gave Lin Miaoyu a thumbs up.

Zhao Mengmeng pursed her lips. Isn't she just good at playing the broken piano? His father looks so cowardly.

"Uncle's reputation is too high, but he's just playing tricks in front of the master. Professor Li is the real power." Lin Miaoyu said modestly.

She glanced at Zhao Mengmeng indifferently. It turned out that this was Zhao Mengmeng's father. Looking at him so gentle and refined, I couldn't believe that a sharp-tongued daughter like Zhao Mengmeng would be born.

"You can't say that, you have such attainments at such a young age, it's really remarkable."

Father Zhao looked at his daughter, and wanted to say that everyone is here, or why not just go to the concert of Pei Chenyang's little girlfriend.

To say, if he had any thoughts on Pei Chenyang before, after his daughter became pregnant, this thought completely faded away.

Today, seeing Pei Chenyang's girlfriend with his own eyes, Zhao's father completely gave up.

Who is Zhao Mengmeng? Zhao Mengmeng is her father's daughter.

What is her father's eager expression, can't she see it?

"Dad, Mom is still at home waiting for us to go back for dinner, so don't tell Mr. Pei and Miss Lin?"

"Um, that's true." Father Zhao swallowed what he was about to blurt out.

"Then I won't bother you, let's go back first." Father Zhao said goodbye to the two, and Zhao Mengmeng turned around and left more simply.