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The lights of the city gradually lit up. The bustling nightlife had just begun.

After the two of them were done cleaning up, Wen Zizhi brought Wen Ziyu out of the room. With the child at her side, she felt less embarrassed.

Seeing Wen Ziyu's interest in the toy in front of her, she wanted to grab it but was unable to. She also enjoyed playing by herself. Meng Qingyang felt that the atmosphere was very good and felt that the world was safe.

Wen Zhizhi's plan today was to communicate with Meng Qingyang in all seriousness. She wanted to express all of her thoughts. At the same time, he seriously discussed the matter of marriage with Meng Qingyang.

"Qingyang, I didn't treat you very well a few days ago, don't mind me." Wen Zhizhi was the first to sincerely admit her mistake.

Meng Qingyang was originally immersed in the wonderful feeling of having a wife and a daughter, but after hearing Wen Zhizhi's strange words, he was stunned.

"Ganoderma …" You don't have to do this... "It's alright, I can understand your feelings." Meng Qingyang wanted to say that there was no need to be so unfamiliar with Zhizhi. I will never blame you for that.

"Yes, thank you."

That "thank you" was from the bottom of her heart.

Without Meng Qingyang, her life would have been difficult during her long pregnancy. Without him, Zi Yu's life would have been in danger the day she was born. Without him, her life with Zi Yu wouldn't have been so comfortable.

Most of Wen Zhizhi's favorable impression of Meng Qingyang was based on gratitude.

However, when Meng Qingyang heard her thanks, he felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse. After all this time, how could Zhizhi not like him?

"Zhizhi, I've been thinking about this for a long time. My previous suggestion truly did not consider the feelings between you and Zi Yu properly. Don't worry, we'll definitely get married. "But I won't let you feel wronged anymore."

Since you can't fall in love with me, try getting married first. One day, the feeling of being moved by the flow of water can also become love.

"En, Qingyang, I really …" Wen Zhizhi didn't know how she could repay Meng Qingyang's kindness.

If marriage was what he wanted, such a petty and useless self, he would marry anyone.

He carried Zi Yu in his arms, swinging his arms left and right as he played dancing. Wen Zhizhi knew that Meng Qingyang would be a good father.

Meng Qingyang understood Wen Zhizhi's bottom line and no longer forced her to cooperate with him.

On the contrary, he was harassing his parents more frequently. Sometimes he brought Wen Ziyu, sometimes he was alone. Meng Hao's mother felt that her son had a beautiful woman whom she couldn't marry, and she felt that she was truly wronged.

Wen Zhizhi understood Meng Qingyang's painstaking efforts. Sometimes, when her father was not around, she would take Wen Ziyu to visit her grandmother.

Yes, under the careful guidance of Mama Meng, everyone in the old mansion identified Wen Ziyu as the eldest grandson of the Madam.

The old master is at home, and the young mistress is being pampered by the madam and young master.

The master is not at home, the little miss came, everyone will warmly greet her.

Even though it was only two and a half months old, he didn't know anything. However, Wen Ziyu's occasional smile could melt many people's hearts.

The Meng Family's gardener had the privilege of seeing Wen Ziyu's smile once before. He said, "Young miss, please smile. I feel that the branches on the tree have sprouted new sprouts. I feel very comfortable!"

The coarse person could not think of any wonderful words, but the straightforward praise made Madam Meng even more pleased.

With her mother's approval, Wen Ziyu came to visit more and more frequently.

On this day, Mama Meng watched the children's and father's programs on TV with great interest. On a whim, she told Meng Qingyang to bring Wen Ziyu back to the old house. But today, Wen Zhizhi had gone out to attend the completion of the spicy mother class, and Meng Qingyang had to receive a foreign customer.

Helpless, Mama Meng sent her personal servant and driver to bring Wen Ziyu, her attendant and the nanny over.

The weather had turned a bit cold, and the rain was falling occasionally, but it was also scattered by the wind.

Nurse Xiaomei saw that the temperature was lower today and felt that she shouldn't have taken her baby out with her. After all, Wen Ziyu's body was still weak.

However, the Meng Family servants who came to pick him up just said that as long as he covered his mouth and carried him all the way back, there would be no cold wind.

Xiaomei called Meng Qingyang and texted him, but he didn't reply. Sending a message to the female employer was also like a stone in the ocean.

There was no helping it, people had no choice but to lower their heads under the eaves. Xiaomei was careful and asked the servant again, "Sis, the weather is too cold. Do you really want to bring Ziyu along? I'm afraid her body won't be able to take it. "

The other party replied, "If I tell you to take it, then take it! How could he be so delicate! Madam has been waiting at home for so long, can you bear the responsibility?! "

She did not know that her words had been quietly recorded by the phone's software.

They were all working for people, some diligent, some sincerely thinking for their boss, some bullying others and forgetting their identity.

The car picked up the leaves by the side of the road and sped towards the Meng residence.

On the way, the car seemed to run out of gas, and the driver thought it was a sin not to fill the tank to pick up the little miss again.

However, no matter how fast the car was, as long as there was no oil, it would just be a pile of steel and waste.

They could only wait for Wen Ziyu at the gas station in the convenience store.

Xiaomei, afraid that Wen Ziyu would catch a cold, covered her tightly and ran into the store. The maid holding the umbrella was a step away from her.

Finally, they arrived at the Meng Clan without any danger.

One could not blame Xiaomei for being too cautious. Wen Ziyu's premature infant body had caused her, the nurse who had brought her life, to be on tenterhooks many times.

At the Meng residence, the infant's climbing pads were already prepared. The air-conditioning at home was also on warmly waiting for the arrival of the adorable Zi Yu.

Father Meng saw his unacknowledged "granddaughter" and came to visit again.

Perhaps it was due to the influence of the television program, but he didn't show an embarrassed expression to her. Actually, there was no use in ditching it. Uncle Meng and Mother didn't come with them. Wen Ziyu didn't understand her father's bad mood at all.

She could feel that her father didn't like her, so he didn't care about her and wouldn't move closer to her.

Mommy Meng hugged her darling granddaughter, taking pictures with her on her cell phone and taking out her big piece of jewelry for her to play with.

She deeply felt that the thing that Wen Ziyu liked to shine was the effect of the inheritance.

Although her grandmother didn't dare to let her play with the little jewelry, lest she swallow it down, the huge pile of jewelry that surrounded her was enough for Wen Ziyu to amuse herself.

She was immersed in her own world, so she did as she was told.

Occasionally, he would wave the jewelry around. It was unknown what he was talking about.

No one had noticed that the cold metal objects surrounding her had caused goosebumps to appear on her skin.

Wen Zhizhi and Meng Qingyang, the parents, finally read the message from the nurse. They looked out of the window at the raindrops and blamed themselves for their negligence after they had been busy with their own things.

The two of them set off from different places, hurrying to the Meng Residence.