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Meng Qingyang's words would land on the floor. Father Meng, who was sitting majestically on the side, lost his cool.

"Humph!"

That cold voice caused the originally harmonious and friendly atmosphere to become extremely tense.

At this moment, Wen Zhizhi felt that she couldn't hide the embarrassment on her face anymore. But the fact was, from an outsider's point of view, her face had only changed slightly and wasn't that bad.

Neither Meng Qingyang nor her mother had expected that her father would still be so stubborn after their repeated communications and reminders.

Especially Mama Meng. Half an hour ago, she had been upstairs persuading her husband not to embarrass the guests. In the end, the love affairs between children still depended on the marriage fate.

Who knew that this old man would be so stubborn.

However, the family was still dominated by the men. In the end, Mama Meng could only buy from her husband and son every day without any worries.

She also did not dare or impossible to her husband said something like, "Don't be weird."

However, for the sake of her son and her future daughter-in-law, she still gave a hint.

"Cough, cough."

A light cough sounded like a signal.

Meng Qingyang knew that his mother was always considerate, so he changed the topic. "Mom, have you been well recently?"

"Not bad, I was paying attention. Just now, your dad was afraid that my cold would spread to my baby. "

After answering her, Meng was afraid that Wen Zhizhi would not be able to wipe her face. She looked at Wen Zhizhi considerately and asked with a smile, "Zizhi, how old is the baby?"

Wen Zhizhi knew that this Patriarch of the Meng Family was purposely targeting Wen Ziyu. It seemed like Meng Qingyang's words about "gender discrimination" was not exaggerated in the slightest.

However, since she had come, she would have to endure regardless of whether it was a Hongmen Banquet or a family reunion. The union of the two wasn't only between a concubine with an affable nature, but also between two families.

Seeing the mother Meng in front of her giving out the signal for peace, Wen Zhizhi was not stupid.

"Nearly two months." Wen Zhizhi returned a kind smile as if nothing had happened, and continued chatting with Mommy Meng.

Ever since Mama Meng knew that her son had a daughter, she had always wanted to see it. This time, she finally got what she wanted and was able to openly hold the pink ball in her arms. How could she let go of such a good opportunity?

"That seems a bit smaller than a normal child. "I still have to carefully nurture them." As long as mother Meng thought about how her son not only had a wife, but also had children, she would be very happy.

"Come, come, let me hug you." Actually, Mommy Meng wanted to say "give Grandmother a hug", but her "grandpa" would not let her go and the "Grandmother" she wanted to hear was still far away.

Meng Qingyang saw that his mother genuinely liked Wen Ziyu, so he carefully handed her over. Wen Zhizhi also stood to the side and shielded herself with her hands, afraid that everyone would accidentally bump into her precious daughter.

Mama Meng was also a former mother. As a noble wife, she had never raised a child before, so she wasn't very good at carrying one.

Wen Zhizhi, who was sitting next to her, sincerely taught the beautiful woman how to hold the child in her arms.

Even though Wen Ziyu was a little kid, Mommy Meng just said she was a little skinny, but she was still a little bit heavy holding her in her arms. It was not easy to hold the baby tightly with one hand and to protect the child's tender spine with the other.

After a while, the mother began to sweat under her demure manner, and the fine beads of sweat sparkled on her smooth skin.

When she first entered the room, she saw Zi Yu with a faint frown on her face. When she entered her mother's arms, she wriggled about.

Sometimes touching the jade bracelet on Mommy's hand, and sometimes pinching Mommy's earlobes, he laughed out loud. The innocence of a child made Mommy's heart go soft.

Mama Meng liked this child more and more. She completely ignored the dark expression on her father's face.

"Zizhi, do you usually have a hard time carrying jade?" Mommy Meng knew it wouldn't be easy to raise a child, but she had to struggle to get into Wen Ziyu's arms, so she couldn't bear to let go.

Wen Zhizhi didn't know what her mother was up to, but since Meng Qingyang had said that her mother was easy to get along with, she naturally wouldn't dig a hole for others to jump into.

"Not bad, I usually bring Zi Yu and Qing Yang to ask for help from the nurse and Sister Yue." "So, it's not particularly tiring." Wen Zhizhi honestly answered Mommy Meng's question.

"Qingyang was extremely naughty when he was young, turning things upside down day and night, causing adults to have trouble sleeping. Is Zi Yu like this too? "

However, Mama Meng didn't know that Wen Ziyu was not Meng Qingyang's biological daughter. It was impossible for her to inherit even the slightest bit of Meng Qingyang's habits.

"No, Ziyu was fine at night, but she had to sleep on time." It's just that Qing Yang and I like to bawl during the day. " Wen Zhizhi did not hide anything that she wanted to say.

"Then our Zi Yu is really sensible." Mama Meng picked Zi Yu up and held her face to the tip of her nose, purposely teasing her. Wen Ziyu was so happy to see someone playing with her that her eyes narrowed into slits.

When Mama Meng saw the child's reaction, she became even happier. "Isn't that right, little Yu?"

Kid Yu had a soft earlobe in her hand, and from time to time she could feel earrings hanging from her ear. She felt extremely happy in her heart.

After playing with Wen Ziyu for a while, Meng Qingyang took the opportunity to bite her ear and console her so that she wouldn't be bothered by her father's cold face.

"Zhizhi, come over and play with Ziyu if you have nothing else to do in the future." The more I look at it, the more I like it. "

Before mother Meng met Wen Ziyu, her attitude toward her was like loving a house, and thinking that she was my son's daughter, she must be a likeable person.

Now that she saw Wen Ziyu, the little soft baby smiled happily at her. It could even melt her heart and made her like Wen Ziyu from the bottom of her heart.

Mama Meng ignored her father's expression and warmly invited him.

She thought, "Well, you're busy at the office every day, so come back and eat and sleep. The guests in the house are not yet my guests. Then I will invite whoever comes. Moreover, this is her own granddaughter! "

After that, Mama Meng wanted to get close to Wen Zhizhi, and then, with the help of Zi Yu's topic, she started chatting with Wen Zhizhi about the interesting things that had happened when Meng Qingyang was a child.

Meng Qingyang, who was standing next to Wen Zhizhi, laughed. He couldn't even cover his mother's mouth in time, how could he care so much about his father's expression?

The three lords who were laughing and joking did not notice that every time Wen Ziyu was carried by her mother with her back to Meng Qingyang and Wen Zhizhi, facing her father, her mouth would twitch.

Being able to make such an expression could already be considered a talent for a child who was only two months old.

Of course, the catalysis of external forces couldn't be ignored either.

Whenever Wen Ziyu met her father's gaze, his dark eyes would release the aura of "I don't welcome you at all". Kids are very sensitive to adults' attitudes.