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After last night's farewell, the sentimental feeling of parting had lessened.

Meng Qingyang woke up early in the morning.

On the one hand, they had to check the items they had to bring again. After that, they had to check Wen Ziyu's nursing equipment, which had been taken away by the shipping company. On one hand, it was to comfort Mama Zhang.

No matter who Meng Qingyang was facing, he was a gentleman who knew how to talk and deal with matters.

In the face of his always to him, to Wen Zizhi, to Wen Ziyu care for a lot of Mother Zhang, he sincerely said a lot of words of thanks. He also used his perfect tongue to persuade Mama Zhang to accept the red packet that he and Wenzhi had specially prepared.

The guard scattered and followed the old man. Everyone was worried as the old man was here alone. After almost a year of interaction, her good Meng Qingyang could also feel it. Therefore, Meng Qingyang even hired a resident babysitter for Mama Zhang in the talent market.

"Mother, this is the babysitter. We'll be there tomorrow. If you're not satisfied, tell me or Zhizhi and we'll help you find another one. " Meng Qingyang repeatedly told his mother.

"Mother Zhang was moved by his meticulous actions, and her eyes became moist again." "Ah!" I know. I understand your feelings. "Little Meng, you are an understanding child. Couples should be more tolerant and communicate with each other. If you have anything to say, come and discuss it with Zhizhi."

Although Little Meng was a bit shrewd, he had good intentions in mind. As long as he and Zhizhi had something to say to each other, the two of them would be able to lead a happy life together.

As for the Meng Clan's parents, she felt that since Little Meng was such an outstanding person, then his parents definitely wouldn't be the ones to make things difficult for him.

Mama Zhang hugged Wen Ziyu and rubbed away the morning. She hummed a lot of words, "Ziyu, don't forget to be your godmother!" "Will we be calling you grandma next time?" It didn't matter that Wen Ziyu had only been here for two months, she still didn't know anything.

The departure was unexpected.

Once again, she looked in the rearview mirror at the figure behind the car.

The elders sent away the children one by one to work outside. Even if they didn't want to, they would hide in their staring eyes and wave their hands to make other movements.

The family of three, together with the nurse, Xiaomei, and the car behind them, finally arrived at C City before dinner.

Meng Qingyang still couldn't figure out his father's attitude. He was afraid of going back home too quickly, so they all went back to Meng Qingyang's house.

Anyway, the villa was very spacious and had been arranged beforehand by Sister Yue and the nanny. The corners of the room had been wrapped with protective cushions. From this, it could be seen how concerned Meng Qingyang was about Wen Ziyu.

C city urban area, the air dry and hot turbid, green popularization cannot match the rapid development of the city.

Meng Qingyang and Wen Zhizhi were preparing to eat dinner in a hotel downtown. Who would have thought that Wen Ziyu would be frowning the moment they got out of the car? Her tiny face was about to scrunch up into a knot.

It didn't seem to be able to adapt to the noisy environment and polluted air in the city.

Ever since she was born, she had been staying in the countryside of D city. She went out to the rehabilitation center, and she also went to a high-class private villa. There was no need to talk about the air and the environment.

Now, coming to C City, her fragile body seemed very uncomfortable.

After considering it over with Meng Qingyang, Wen Zhizhi decided to go home and order some delivery services.

Meng Qingyang's villa, every inch of land was worth of money. Naturally, the greening coverage was also worthy of the house price. The lush greenery hides the charming villa.

There was nothing wrong with Little Yu coming here.

As soon as he entered the door, he immediately became spirited.

Clapping his hands, he curiously looked at his new residence, the beautiful big house, and the pink nursery arranged by Uncle Meng. Although little Ziyu did not know the concept of beauty, but the comfortable space still made her excited.

Eight or nine in the evening, Wen Zizhi and the nurse, Xiaomei, finally coaxed Wen Ziyu to sleep. I'm afraid the new Sister Yue isn't used to Wen Ziyu's rest rhythm yet. Xiaomei and Sister Yue are guarding Wen Ziyu together.

Although Meng Qingyang always had some tricks up his sleeve, Wen Zhizhi and him had never broken through the best defense line. So naturally, the two of them slept separately.

After soaking in a comfortable bath of essential oil, Wen Zhizhi tidied up her tired body and threw herself into the soft Simmons.

Ye Zichen took out his phone and looked at his conversation with Zhang Wensi that morning.

Just as he was about to contact her, Zhang Wensi sent him a new message.

"Is Ziyu still used to this environment?

[Zhizhi]: Dinner time is up. She wasn't used to going to the city center yet. She had just returned to Meng Qingyang's mansion, and things were much better now.

Is my mother all right?

[Zhizhi]: The godmother is healthy, but a little reluctant to part with us, especially Zi Yu. Qing Yang helped to find a nanny to take care of her. In two days, he would call her and ask if she was satisfied.

The two of them asked each other about their current situation. Wen Zhizhi even flirted with Zhang Wensi. "How's the progress between you and the Crown Prince?" Just six full stops and a "Will your conscience hurt?" expression pack.

Finally, an appointment was made. After Wen Zhizhi had arranged all the things in the house, she was to go out for a stroll and prepare to see her future grandma's gift.

While chatting and chatting, Wen Zhizhi fell asleep in a daze, ignoring the gossip article that Zhang Wensi had shared. The phone fell out of her hand and into the soft blanket with her master.

On the other side of the city, there were still people tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Qin Hanze had just found out from Stone that Wen Zhizhi and her daughter had returned to Meng Qingyang's villa together.

The moment he saw the message, the high-end phone in his hand was thrown to the bedside table by his absent-minded master.

"So, Meng Qingyang didn't lie to me?" Qin Hanze thought of the ring that Meng Qingyang had flaunted at the hospital in D City two months ago.

He got out of bed barefoot, upset.

The thick curtains in the bedroom were forcefully drawn back by the owner.

The bustling lights of the city, the flowing moonlight at night, all rushed into this lonely room.

"Wen Zhizhi, everything that happened in the past … You should be completely relieved. In the future, the most gentle thing I can do is not to disturb your blissful life. "

Qin Hanze looked at the road full of cars and horses in the distance. His thoughts went back and forth in his head, but he didn't move for a long time.

After a long time, he picked up the cigarette on the table, took it out, and slowly lit it up. He took a deep breath. Then he returned to the bedside table and picked up the phone that had been thrown aside.

He sent a message to the account he had recently contacted: "You don't have to follow Wen Zhizhi anymore. "Go help Seventh Bro and them check on my brother's accident and treatment."

The message was slowly sent around in a circle until finally, it was "sent successfully."

Qin Hanze looked at the interface, and the smoke in his hand began to burn more and more. The ashes slowly fell to the floor. Like a man with a cigarette, the dust settled.

"This is getting more and more sentimental." Qin Hanze muttered to himself as he shook his head with a bitter smile. He put out the cigarette in his hand, no longer feeling conflicted as he turned around and went to bed.