Maybe it's the preconceived reason. I actually thought of Zhuang Youhui. I once overheard. I know that his body was originally very healthy. It only became that way because of his father. He didn't leave medicine from childhood. Like the medicine jar, it was also caused by inferiority complex?
I can't accept such a reason.
Maybe I should try to get to know Zhuang Yiming. As a man who became my father after so many years, I have gradually accepted the fact that he is my biological father. As a daughter, I seem to have never paid more attention to him and failed to show the filial piety that a daughter should have. It's really inappropriate.
The next day, I added some colors to the painting that Fang Ruofei asked me to draw. I thought the effect was good, so I covered the painting and took me out of the door to cook good soup in the kitchen.
"Miss, do you need me to equip you with a driver?" The servant came over and asked respectfully.
"Prepare a car for me and go to the company." I smiled. Zhuang Yiming was really kind to me. On the first day I moved here, all the servants of the family specially called me to let them know me once.
When I came to Zhuang's enterprise and passed the front desk, I saw the responsible young lady who stopped me last time. When she saw me coming, she froze and smiled at me uneasily.
"Sorry, I was in a bad mood last time. I was angry with you. Don't care."
"No, miss, you're too polite. I don't pay much attention to the news, so I don't know your identity. Just don't be angry." The receptionist quickly waved her hand and smiled at me.
I can't help feeling very much. In the past, when I was a big miss of the Tang family, I would gain a bunch of eyes that dislike compassion wherever I went. Where I was so powerful as now, let alone, it really made me feel a little proud. Sure enough, no matter how tall I was, I was a poor loser in my heart, and there was no goddess model at all.
"If only you don't mind 1" I said seriously.
When I got to the door of the office, I knocked on the door a few times. When there was a sound inside, I went in. Zhuang Yiming was reading the documents. Seven or eight executives stood at their desks. Like primary school students who had made mistakes, they couldn't raise their heads.
I stood in the back for a while. When these people left, I went over and put the soup on the table.
"Ah yuan, why are you free today and miss your father?" Zhuang Yiming quickly sent those people away and waved to me. I walked over, stood beside him and smiled: "I just miss you. You haven't had lunch yet. Try the soup I made myself. It won't taste good when it's cold."
"The soup you made for me?" Zhuang Yiming raised his eyebrows and said excitedly, "bring the soup quickly. I'm just hungry."
"My craft is certainly not as good as those chefs you invited. You can't dislike it. My mother praises my cooking for its good taste." I stuck out my tongue, smiled playfully, put the soup in front of him.
Zhuang Yiming was probably really hungry. He drank up a bowl of soup after a few times. He put down the bowl. He said with emotion: "it's good to have a daughter. Some people make soup for me personally. No matter how well the chefs do, they don't have this intention."
"Dad likes it. I often make it for you in the future." I suddenly feel that my father is a very lonely person. Although he has millions of wealth and lives in a villa and mansion, he has an unspeakable sense of loneliness. In a short sentence, he is as lonely as snow. I secretly made up my mind to accompany him often in the future.
After talking to Zhuang Yiming for a while, I was just about to leave. He called me back and handed me a document: "I was going to give it to you on your birthday, but since you came, I'll give it to you today. It's a gift from my father."
"Dad has given me a lot of things. I don't need to give gifts anymore." I waved my hand.
"Look!" Zhuang Yiming said seriously.
I saw that he insisted and took a look at the documents. One thing was the shares of Zhuang's enterprise, and most of them were investment shares of some projects. They were very valuable projects, because the budget alone was hundreds of millions.
"Dad, I don't need these. Just take them yourself."