On the way home, Zhang Huan drove the car and hummed a song.
Liang Yingying couldn't understand why he was happy. She is not happy at all. Every time I go to the old lady's place, it's like a courtroom for her.
The old lady wouldn't look at her at all. As for her sister-in-law, when she called her face to face, she could smile and turn her head away, pretending not to hear.
She was used to pretending to be transparent on such occasions, just asking Zhang Shuocheng not to suddenly make the old lady notice her existence.
Thinking of this, she also thought of Zhang Yansheng and Zhang Heling, two fools, and it was embarrassing to post Zhang Shuocheng's achievements. She doesn't dare to provoke Zhang Yansheng now, Zhang Heling was born to her, and she can scold if she wants to.
She turned her head back and said to her biological daughter: "You can't speak in the future, so don't lean in front of your grandma..."
But before Liang Yingying could speak, a finger hit the tip of her nose.
"Shut up." Zhang Huan drove the car steadily with the steering wheel in one hand, pointed at Liang Yingying with the other and said, "Hurry up and shut up for me."
"If you can't speak, talk to your children less!"
"Why do you say we are Hehe! Ah? Why?"
"Our Hehe is so lovable and talkative! Her grandma likes her, why don't you let people get close to grandma? Ah?"
As Zhang Huan said, he tapped with that finger. Liang Yingying was afraid of being stabbed by him, so she could only lean back.
She was also aggrieved: "How can she speak? Look at her, what a shame for her to say that with a score of 28 in the master's exam."
Zhang Huan said: "Oh? It's embarrassing now? Why don't you go to tutoring when your child is studying? Don't, don't tutor, your level is forgotten! We have Hehe, don't we, Hehe? My brother's The study is left to you!"
Zhang Heling's heart has become stronger now, unlike before, when Liang Yingying talked about it, tears welled up in her eyes. She was scolded for no reason just now, and she was stunned for a while, but before she could react, Zhang Huan had already supported her.
She smiled happily and promised: "I will watch him do his homework for the winter vacation!"
Zhang Shuocheng snorted.
Zhang Yansheng saw the subtle changes in everyone's family status.
She twitched the corners of her mouth, rested her elbows on the window frame, and held her chin to look at the scenery outside without mixing in.
Anyway, now that Zhang Heling is covered by Zhang Huan, Liang Yingying can't beat or scold her at will.
Zhang Huan scolded Liang Yingying and asked the children, "You are all on vacation, do you want to go somewhere to play? Dad arranges, shall we go skiing? Or go to the beach?"
Two small eyes lit up.
Zhang Shuocheng: "Skiing!"
Zhang Heling: "The seaside!"
Zhang Shuocheng: "Skiing!"
Zhang Huan laughed: "Don't make noise, don't make noise, go home and discuss it carefully."
He glanced at Zhang Yansheng in the rearview mirror, and wisely did not ask what Zhang Yansheng meant in the presence of Liang Yingying.
Otherwise, based on what he knows about the eldest daughter, he might give him a cold sentence: I will not travel with your little wife.
Zhang Huan really guessed right.
Although Zhang Yansheng heard it, he didn't mean to interfere at all. Let her travel with Liang Yingying? Don't do this kind of daydreaming.
Zhang Huan wanted to cue her.
"Yanyan, Yanyan." He called her.
Zhang Yansheng thought he was going to tell her about the trip, so he cast a warning glance in the rearview mirror coolly. Unexpectedly, Zhang Huan said something else.
"There's a charity reception the day after tomorrow, you and dad can go together." He also glanced at her in the rearview mirror and said.
Zhang Heling was sitting in the middle of the back row, and she could clearly see her mother's face changed.
"Husband, I'll accompany you." Liang Yingying said hurriedly.
"Don't make trouble." Zhang Huan waved his hand and said, "You're not too young now, you should go out with me more. Your grandma deliberately shoved me over after the National Day and told me about this. I think You've been very busy with your studies, and I didn't mention it to you. It's a holiday now, do you have time? Let's go and see with Dad?"
Zhang Yansheng was surprised.
She once felt lost about the future, and confided this confusion to her grandmother. After talking about it, it's over. Back to school, it's time to study, and it's time to brush the questions. The life of a middle school student is so simple and monotonous that it cannot be changed into flowers.
But she didn't expect her grandmother to have communicated with Zhang Huan specifically for this.
Zhang Yansheng felt a warm feeling in his heart.
She couldn't help but glance at Zhang Huan who was driving. It's been four months since the National Day, and he's still thinking about this...
Zhang Yansheng suddenly realized something he had never understood in his previous life.
If you don't give up on yourself, it turns out that others won't give up on you at will.
"Okay." She raised her chin slightly and agreed, "What's the dress code?"
"There will be auctions and donations, which are more commercial. Be more formal." Zhang Huan said happily.
Zhang Yansheng nodded: "Okay."
Zhang Heling kept listening to this conversation, and kept looking at Liang Yingying's profile. She could clearly see Liang Yingying's face getting more and more ugly.
Liang Yingying loves this kind of formal occasion.
In this kind of light shining occasion, she was rich and noble, entered the venue with money, and accepted people's attention as Mrs. Zhang - this was the highlight moment of Liang Yingying's life.
Now, Zhang Huan actually deprived this happiness and gave it to Zhang Yansheng!
But this was what Zhang Huan meant, and Liang Yingying didn't dare to refute or disobey. She actually didn't even dare to fart.
But she vomited to death, hated to death!
She couldn't help but turn her head and cast a glance behind her.
It's just that Zhang Yansheng was sitting right behind the passenger, and Liang Yingying couldn't see Zhang Yansheng unless she turned her neck 180 degrees.
This glance was only received by Zhang Heling, who was sitting in the middle of the back row and was watching her again.
viciously.
Zhang Heling leaned towards Zhang Yansheng subconsciously.
"Huh?" Zhang Yan asked, "what's the matter?"
Zhang Heling shook his head and did not speak, but leaned his head on Zhang Yansheng.
Small and soft, still clingy, and quiet. Zhang Yansheng's hands were itchy, and he couldn't help licking the black and smooth black hair on his small head.
Feels good!
When they got home, the two little ones went upstairs by themselves. Zhang Huan waved to Liang Yingying and chased her: "You go up first, I'll talk to Yanyan."
Liang Yingying forced a smile and said softly, "Then I'll wait for you..." She went upstairs reluctantly.
Zhang Yansheng rubbed the goose bumps on his arm and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It was said in the car," Zhang Huan laughed, "Where do you want to go to play?"
Seeing Zhang Yan moving his lips to speak, he hurriedly intercepted her: "I know, it's not that one, Hehe's mother. Dad knows, Dad will arrange, just bring your younger siblings, the four of us! Don't bring her! "
This kind of travel is not like Zhang Heling's birthday, and he will go out for a long time, it will take several days at least.
Zhang Yansheng looked at Zhang Huan: "Don't you bring your little wife?"
Zhang Huan thought that Zhang Yansheng was confirming, so he promised: "Don't bring it!"
Zhang Yansheng was silent for a while, then said, "You can arrange it." He turned and went upstairs.
Zhang Huan stood at the entrance of the stairs: "Where do you want to go?"
Zhang Yansheng's voice came from upstairs: "by the sea..."
This is so settled.
Zhang Yansheng returned to his room, only to feel a cool feeling.
In this life, I once again experienced Zhang Huan's coldness. It's just that in his last life, his coolness was towards her and her mother, and in this life he turned to Liang Yingying.
Apart from property and inheritance, what is the meaning of marriage? Zhang Yansheng couldn't understand.
When Zhang Huan returned to the room, he was warmly greeted by Liang Yingying.
Liang Yingying specially used pheromone perfume to mobilize Zhang Huan's little interest in her, and carried out a couple's campaign.
Although it was going well, after Zhang Huan fell asleep, Liang Yingying kept her eyes open.
A man has lost interest in you, that feeling is too clear and understandable, and it is impossible to pretend to be stupid.
A day later, Zhang Huan was going to take Zhang Yansheng to a charity reception.
Zhang Yansheng changed her clothes in the cloakroom, walked to the dressing table, and opened her lipstick cabinet.
The full-color lipsticks were inserted into the grid one by one, as shy as a concubine waiting for the emperor's luck.
Zhang Heling held her cheeks and watched Zhang Yansheng swipe across a row of lipsticks with one finger. Finally, she chose one, took it out, and opened it.
Fire-like red.
"Wow~" she sighed, "So red?"
Zhang Yansheng flaming red lips.
She didn't put on heavy eye makeup like in her previous life, she only applied eyeliner and mascara to hold down her lip color.
The lip color is so red, but the makeup gives a retro cold feeling.
Zhang Heling opened her eyes wide to see Zhang Yansheng's skillful makeup technique, without blinking.
"Zhang Heling." Zhang Yansheng twisted the lid of the cosmetic and called to her.
Zhang Heling just came back to his senses: "Hey!"
Zhang Yansheng put the things in his hand back in place and told her: "The lipstick needs to be screwed back, and then the lid is closed."
Zhang Heling almost answered "Okay", but fortunately, he responded quickly, and stuttered, "I, I didn't, no..." Her voice was weak, and she felt completely unconvinced when she heard it.
Zhang Yansheng took out a pink lipstick, opened it, and spun it.
Sure enough, the tip of the lipstick was smashed. Zhang Yansheng has never used this lipstick.
It's just that everyone was caught, and they were arrested on the spot.
Zhang Heling fainted.
Zhang Yansheng frowned and said, "Do you know how I found out?"
Zhang Heling shook his head.
"It's the other way around, you idiot!" Zhang Yansheng gave her a shudder on the forehead.
When I was changing clothes just now, I heard the sound of something being pulled away from the dresser. When I was putting on makeup, I opened the lipstick cabinet, and I saw that a lipstick was inserted upside down in the grid.
The appearance of the child secretly touching the adult's cosmetics, and then putting it back in a panic is almost lifelike.
Zhang Heling covered his forehead with a smirk.
Zhang Yansheng took out two more pink lipsticks and gave them to Zhang Heling together with the one that was poked: "Let's play with them."
"Thank you sister~" Zhang Heling cheered, picked up her new "toy" and ran away happily.
Zhang Yansheng shouted: "You are not allowed to draw in school!"
"Know-"
The child has gone outside.
Zhang Yansheng went downstairs, and Zhang Huan was waiting for her downstairs. Hearing the voice, he looked up, a little surprised that she had put on makeup.
It was the first time for Zhang Yansheng at this age to appear in front of Zhang Huan wearing makeup.
"Ho." Looking at her lipstick, he said, "It's so red!"
He looked at her carefully and said, "Like a big girl."
He added: "Like your mother, but she doesn't use this color of lipstick. She likes to use softer colors, which look comfortable."
Zhang Yansheng picked up the bag indifferently: "I just look uncomfortable."
"Hey?" Zhang Huan chased after him, "What are you talking about, that's not what Dad meant. You are so beautiful to draw like this! My daughter, a beautiful woman!"
Liang Yingying followed them to the gate and shouted virtuously, "Come back early."
When the father and daughter left in the car, the smile on her face disappeared, and she slammed the door angrily.