"But……"

"Okay, don't be hypocritical anymore."

Shi Zeyu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Shi Xiaomei's words.

Shi Xiaomei didn't talk much, but she was willing to stay in Ye Ningyuan, Shi Zeyu's words made her unable to listen anymore.

"I want to play with Third Aunt." Yue Yue stepped forward, holding Shi Xiaomei's big hand with her small hand, raised her face, and smiled softly and cutely at Shi Xiaomei.

Shi Xiaomei reached out and pinched her cute little face: "I haven't seen you in a month, Yueyue has grown up a lot. Have you changed your name now?"

"It's called Zhan Yueyue in the account book." Zhan Yeling, who had been silent all this time, explained.

"Yueyue finally has a household registration, it's great." Shi Xiaomei rarely smiled, although the smile seemed a bit stiff.

"Third Aunt, you look so pretty when you smile." Yue Yue said cheerfully.

"Thank you little guy..." Yue Yue touched her little face again.

"Third Aunt, I'll show you the new toy my father bought for me." Yue Yue took Shi Xiaomei's hand and led her to the toy room.

"Uncle, I still want to play chess, let's continue." Qianqian also walked around her small body, came to Shi Zeyu's side, grabbed his big hand, and led him to the sofa.

Last night, and this morning, Qianqian pestered Shi Zeyu to play chess.

Shi Zeyu is a very real person, there is no such thing as deliberately losing in order to make the children happy.

He has always shown his truest ability.

Therefore, Qianqian has been losing since last night.

The more you lose, the more excited you are to fight, and you don't want to relax for a moment and pull Shi Zeyu to play chess.

The rest of the children also dispersed in a rush, and went to play their own games.

Zhan Yeling stepped forward, grabbed Shi Miao's shoulders, and sent her back to the bedroom on the second floor to rest.

Zhan Yeling helped Shimiao lay on the bed: "You rest for a while, I will call you when it's time to eat."

He turned around and was about to leave, but his hand was held from behind, and there was a soft warmth in his palm.

Zhan Yeling turned around, and saw Shi Miao's tender white hand was holding his hand, looking at him with watery eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zhan Yeling asked in a low magnetic voice.

"It's okay..." Shi Miao tugged at her cheeks, letting herself smile, then let go of his hand and lowered her head.

She originally wanted to say that he didn't sleep last night and was waiting for her by the bed. Wouldn't he take a rest?

But seeing him turn his head back, the deep eyes, so powerful, cannot be offended.

Although he didn't sleep all night last night, his deep eyes and strong spirit didn't feel tired at all.

He is so powerful and indestructible, does he still need her tiny care?

So she swallowed the words that came to her mouth and turned into a sentence of nothing.

Zhan Yeling interpreted her disappointed expression as being tired, and he said, "You have a good rest..."

She didn't sleep well last night either.

After speaking, he turned around and went out.

Shi Miao lay down, but couldn't fall asleep, feeling very confused.

This matter seemed to have been resolved, but it left an irreparable gap in her heart.

At first, it was the pain of Zhan Yeling betraying her.

But now, she knows the truth and thinks that she doesn't match Zhan Yeling's status, and doesn't deserve his low status.

This depression has always been with her, making it difficult for her to divert her thoughts.

Every moment can crush her self-confidence.

She kept telling herself to divert her attention and not to think about it, but it was useless.

This sense of inferiority is always with us.

Thinking about it, what she got now was the love of Zhan Yeling, the king of power.

Even a normal person finds it incredible and doubts himself.