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"What method?" Looking at his manner of speaking, of hinting, he felt that this might not be a good thing.

Indeed!

She heard Meng Qingyang say something like that!

"Zhizhi, I know from my mother that the main reason my father is against us is because Ziyu is a girl and can't inherit her family business. When he gets older, he wants to run his family's business from generation to generation. "

"Then, can we make a compromise to save the country by promising to have a second child after marriage? "Then, we'll work hard to help the Meng Clan expand their branches and scatter their leaves." Meng Qingyang seemed to know that what he said was like using Wen Zhizhi as a breeding tool and not respecting others at all.

So he went on to explain, "Don't misunderstand. I just meant that when we were young, we had a partner for Zi Yu. "You can see and feel how upset my mother and I are for Zi Yu, so you don't have to worry that we'll be biased with her."

"Also... My parents always thought... "Ziyu is my child …"

Meng Qingyang stuttered the last sentence as if he was embarrassed.

However, Wen Zhizhi did not care about his embarrassment at all!

What Meng Qingyang had said, in Wen Zhizhi's eyes, made her feel a little uncomfortable.

What did he mean by promising to grow branches and scatter leaves? Could it be that if the second child was not a boy, he would have to be born forever in order to have the family's heir?

What do you mean you can't be biased? Now that Ziyu has already been rejected by your father in such a way, if I am able to give birth to a boy in the future, what would happen to Ziyu's status? Everyone's heart is as clear as a mirror!

Finally, your parents always misunderstood that Zi Yu was your child. Don't tell me that they intend to resolve the misunderstanding one day?

Wen Zhizhi was about to explode with anger. Was this the man she had chosen?

Was this the person who said, "I love you"?

"Meng Qingyang, are you serious?" Wen Zhizhi knew she couldn't do it easily, so she decided to confirm Meng Qingyang's thoughts.

"I know this idea might be a little crazy, Zizi," he said. But I think it's a good way to kill two birds with one stone. "

Meng Qingyang looked at Wen Zhizhi's dark expression and knew that she was unhappy. He then explained, "I just want you to become a legal couple with me as soon as possible, and for Zi Yu to become my daughter as recognized by the law. In the future, Ziyu will no longer have to worry about the household registration and reading. Otherwise, if we drag it out and my dad doesn't give me an account book, our marriage will be a long way off! "

Wen Zhizhi didn't want to listen to Meng Qingyang's long story. She only continued to confirm her guess, "So, for the sake of Ziyu having a normal life, you allowed her to live in a situation where her grandfather never liked her. Do you think that's good for her?"

"What will she think of you and me when she has a younger brother in the future? Does she think we've abandoned her and left her? "

"Don't say anything, I can guarantee that I won't be biased. Humans can change, and the heart is the most fickle. If you encounter any more emergencies or calamities in the future, can you guarantee that you can still put her first? "

"I don't even have full confidence as her own mother!"

Wenzhi's repeated questions caught Meng Qingyang off guard.

Meng Qingyang knew that his suggestion wouldn't be appropriate for Zhizhi. However, he didn't expect her to think this far in just a few short words.

The barrage of attacks caused Meng Qingyang to be confused.

"Zizhi, don't be so extreme. You have to understand my feelings. " Meng Qingyang looked pleadingly at Wen Zhizhi with eyes like a lake full of water.

"Qingyang, do you think it's appropriate for you to say these words after entering the room tonight? I can understand that you want to be with me, want to be a daddy of Ziyu's mood. "But then?"

"Then we'll compromise with your father, step by step." "And then, one day, for the sake of your father's will, you even sent Zi Yu away to leave us?"

As a language teacher, Wen Zhizhi had read a lot of novels and historical stories. She could quickly come up with everything from a leopard to a crown prince to a gigolo.

It was obviously impossible to send Wen Ziyu away. However, in her mind, she still imagined the lives of thousands of different kinds of Wen Ziyu in the Wen family after having a younger brother or sister.

"Zhi Zhi …" How can you trust me? How about I transfer half of my shares in Dad's company to you after we get married? You can give it to Zi Yu when she matures. After that, I'll put aside a sum of money to help Zi Yu grow. "

Meng Qingyang really didn't think that Wen Zhizhi would have so many weird thoughts upon hearing this suggestion. However, in the end, it was all because she wasn't confident and wasn't sure that Meng Qingyang would be able to keep his promise.

The sense of crisis and desire for a sense of security in her bones had always been very conspicuous.

"Qing Yang! It's not about you giving out shares or money! Don't you think that the more you act this way, the more you agree that you should put Zi Yu in a weaker position? " As a language teacher, Wen Zhizhi was not proficient in math, but she still had some basic logical skills.

In addition, her eloquence had advanced rapidly recently.

Meng Qingyang was speechless.

"There is nothing to refute. By saying this, Wen Zhizhi has already regarded Wen Ziyu as a vulnerable group needing compensation." Meng Qingyang thought, but felt that this wasn't his original intention. He just wanted to register the marriage with Zhizhi as soon as possible. A small red book that was recognized by that country.

Their conversation ended on bad terms. Meng Qingyang walked out of Wen Zhizhi's room in a depressed manner. Wen Zhizhi also mercilessly closed her door.

The other "residents" in the villa knew that their employers and their employers' fiancées were at odds.

The atmosphere in the mansion became colder and colder day by day.

It was warm outside, but the room was cold.

Meng Qingyang couldn't bear it any longer. Once he returned home, he faced his lover, who was hiding from him. He took his office's lounge as his second home and focused all his energy on it.

There was only a tiny bit left for Wen Ziyu, who was growing up.

Meng Qingyang couldn't find a good way to face his stubborn father. He could only take advantage of the time when Wen Zizhi and Zhang Wensi went out on a date to bring Wen Ziyu to the Meng residence and get more from her mother.

Mama Meng really did like her granddaughter more and more. As long as she came, all her friends' gatherings, beauty SPA would all be pushed away. She would be ready at home to welcome Wen Ziyu.

Without even wearing her favorite perfume, she was afraid that the smell would stink Wen Ziyu.