Zhang Huanâs nephew is Zhang Yanshengâs cousin, but the message is obviously about his wifeâs nephew, Liang Zheng.
Zhang Huan stared at the message for a while, knowing that something must have happened at home while he was away. Then, he turned off his cellphone and continued to smile and listen to others.
He just remembered that after arriving at the company at noon today, the Human Resources Supervisor implicitly told him, âI know that Xiao Liang is your nephew, so everyone takes great care of him.â Considering what Zhang Yansheng said, he couldnât help thinking about it.
In the evening, he and Liang Zheng got home one after another. Of course, he was in his Bentley and Liang Zheng took a taxi.
âUncle.â Liang Zheng asked when he got out of the car, âWhere did you come back from?â
Zhang Huan smiled slightly: âOutside.â
Liang Zheng choked.
Liang Zheng actually saw Zhang Huanâs car overtake his taxi not long after he got in the car. However, there was a traffic jam during rush hour after getting off work. No matter how awesome the Bentley was, it couldnât be better than the rumbling traffic. The two arrived home almost at the same time.
But Liang Zheng looked at the direction in which the car came out, and it was clear that it came out of the company! Since he was in the company, but he didnât ask him to go home with him, which made Liang Zheng very dissatisfied.
Coupled with the fact that Zhang Yansheng robbed his car in the morning, he was a little annoyed and wanted to ask Zhang Huan if he was not welcome here.
Fortunately, before he spoke again, Liang Yingying had already heard the sound of a car outside.
Liang Yingying came out quickly, just because she was afraid that Liang Zheng would not know the severity of talking nonsense. When she was at her natal home, she always bragged about how fascinated Zhang Huan was to her and that he always followed her words. In fact, only she knew what was really going on.
Bragging is just to have more face and status in her natal family. After all, since she married Zhang Huan, her sister-in-law has flattered her hard, making her particularly comfortable.
At any rate, Liang Yingying had seen the world somehow, and when she looked at Liang Zhengâs expression, she knew that he must be unhappy. She could see it all, and Zhang Huan could definitely see it even more.
Itâs just that Zhang Huan is still like that, which seems to be not interested and doesnât seem to care much about anything. Zhang Huan has always been like this, even if she quarreled with Zhang Yansheng, he would still look like this good old man, who will try just to smooth things out between them.
Liang Yingying hurriedly greeted him, smiling charmingly: âYouâre back, change your clothes and get ready for dinner. The children are all at home, Shuoshuo is very good todayâŠâ
Zhang Huan enjoyed this kind of greeting very much, so he stretched out his arm to her.
Liang Yingying took Zhang Huanâs arm and walked in, telling him some short stories, while turning her head to give Liang Zheng a wink.
Seeing his auntâs wink, Liang Zheng endured it and followed in.
While Zhang Huan went upstairs to change clothes, Liang Yingying dragged Liang Zheng aside and spoke to him in a low voice: âWhatâs that look on your face?! What kind of smelly face are you putting in front of your uncle?!â
Boss Liang Zheng was unhappy and complained: âMy uncle was at the company this afternoon, but he didnât even call me when he went home, so I had to take a taxi. I wasted dozens of yuan!â
âBah! Just a little money! Look at you, so worthless! I have given you a lot of New Yearâs Eve money for the Chinese New Year and the holidays, where are they now? Still not enough for you to spend?â
âHow can that be the same?!â
âOkay, okay.â Liang Yingying is used to her rich life, and she doesnât like her nephewâs petty style, so she said, âI will reimburse you for how much it cost.â
Only then did Liang Zheng feel more comfortable, but he still complained: âMy uncle really doesnât want me here.â
Liang Yingying was afraid that he would have an opinion on Zhang Huan. He is still young, although he thinks he is mature and sophisticated, he actually shows all his thoughts on his face, which can be seen clearly. She was afraid that his little thoughts would make Zhang Huan see it and make Zhang Huan unhappy.
She hurriedly said, âA big boss like your uncle, who is so good at everything, how can he take care of you? Donât keep thinking about taking your uncleâs car. How can your uncle have so much time to give you a ride? He has millions of yuan that go in and out every minute, and if you delay him for a minute, you will delay him making money!â
âThen how will I get to and from work in the future?â Liang Zheng asked unhappily, âItâs quite far from the company.â
In fact, it is normal to spend an hour commuting in a big city. However, Liang Zheng comes from a small place and can walk anywhere. He also lived in a school dormitory when he was in college, and he has never commuted. Therefore, for newcomers to society like him, commuting is a tiresome and tiring thing.
Of course, there is nothing in the adult world that is not tiring, and not as comfortable being a student.
Liang Zheng also wants to complain about Zhang Yansheng: âAnd that Zhang Yansheng, she is too much, this morningâŠâ
Liang Yingying immediately interrupted him: âOkay, okay, I know everything about this morning. Your dadâs call woke me up in the morning and I still have a headache until now. Iâm telling youâŠâ
âI know everything about this, that dead girl has such a temper, and no one can control her. But you are not allowed to quarrel with her, do you hear me?!â She grabbed Liang Zhengâs arm, for fear that he would not know the seriousness of this issue, and pressed his arm vigorously, âAt any rate, she is your uncleâs biological child and the eldest daughter. You have to give your uncle some face.â
In fact, if Liang Zheng really quarreled with Zhang Yansheng in public, he would find that Liang Yingying couldnât manage Zhang Yansheng at all, and Liang Yingyingâs true status in this family and Zhang Huanâs mind would be exposed. This is what Liang Yingying doesnât want for him to see.
Itâs a great feeling to return to your hometown gloriously.
No one can find that there is such an undignified thing underneath.
âAll right, I got it. Iâm just going to consider you and my uncleâs faces.â Liang Zheng muttered.
But he asked again, âWhat should I do when I go to work in the future? Do I really have to take the bus?â
This is what heâs most unhappy with. Taking a bus is really a shame, but he canât afford to take a taxi every day. He squinted his eyes to look at Liang Yingying, actually hoping that his aunt would be more generous and cover the taxi fare for his daily commute.
The result was better than he expected. His aunt said angrily, âWhat bus are you talking about?! You can afford to lose to that person, but I canât! Did you bring your driverâs license? Bring it here, Iâll give you a car to drive.â Liang Zheng was overjoyed and immediately said: âIâll bring it! Auntie! I want to drive your Ferrari!â
Liang Yingying almost staggered because of his words! He really dares to speak!
Liang Yingying smiled angrily and poked her nephewâs head: âWhat are you thinking? I just got the car for two days, okay! You just wait, when your aunt buys a new car in the future, I will give this old Ferrari to you!â
Speaking in a boastful manner.
As for when there will be a new car in the future, then⊠letâs talk about it later.
If Zhang Yansheng heard it, she would have sneered already.
The problem is Liang Zheng is like Thaksin,1Â ah!
âOkay! We have a deal!â He couldnât wait to pull the hook with his aunt and talk to death!
Although itâs an old car, itâs still a Ferrari!
Liang Zheng could already imagine when he drove the Ferrari back to his hometown in the future, those fellow countrymen and classmates should look at him with envy, and how they will surround him with flattery!
As for the girl he has been struggling to catch up with, let her wear high heels and chase his Ferrariâs exhaust smoke!
Hmph!
At the dining table, Zhang Yansheng found that Liang Zheng was not only in a very good mood, but seemed to have no grudges about the morningâs events, and there was a faint trace of pride in his eyes.
Zhang Yansheng felt strange at first, and then she understood after thinking about it.
In this life, since Zhang Huan stopped taking Liang Zheng the next day, it goes without saying that Liang Yingying must have given a family car for Liang Zheng just like in her previous life.
Zhang Yansheng tugged the corner of her mouth, only slightly, lowered her head to continue eating, and ignored him.
Although Zhang Huan usually loves to be at home in peace â after all, his age, experience, and city mansion are all here â the various looks of his wife and children at the dinner table fell into his eyes, including the kid Liang Zheng.
Comparing Liang Zheng and Zhang Yansheng, he was secretly surprised. This eldest daughter, in just these days, seems to be completely reborn.
She is still cold to people, but it is not the kind of blunt indifference thinking that the whole world owes her just like in the past. There was alienation in her coldness. If it werenât for her young age, she would be a bit noble and glamorous.
After eating, Liang Zheng couldnât wait to wink at Liang Yingying, and wanted to go and see âhis carâ as soon as possible.
Liang Yingying smiled and said to Zhang Huan: âHusband, itâs really not convenient for Xiao Zheng to go to work from here, and itâs not good to delay your time by taking your car every day. I thought that otherwise, the BMW at home would be driven by him first. What do you think?â
That BMW is the cheapest car in the family, and it is used to go to the supermarket to buy groceries for the aunts. Zhang Huan doesnât care about this kind of small money and trivial matters: âOkay.â
Liang Yingying smiled and took Liang Zheng to see the car with a reserved expression.
The two little ones were in a hurry to play games and watch cartoons after eating, so they both ran away.
Zhang Yansheng chewed slowly, and finally finished eating. She pushed away the dishes and chopsticks and said, âIâm doneâ, ready to go upstairs.
âYanyan, Yanyan!â Zhang Huan stopped her.
Zhang Yansheng turned her head, and Zhang Huan smiled and hooked his fingers to her.
Zhang Yansheng: ââŠâ
To be honest, she is not the real 15-year-old Zhang Yansheng. Therefore, in her memory, Zhang Huan hadnât made such a relaxed and intimate expression and movement to her for many, many years.
Zhang Yansheng reflexively remembered the few tears Zhang Huan shed after she died.
Yes, just a few drops. At that time, they had become very rusty, the family affection in her childhood had been almost wiped out, and all that was left was resentment.
He later gave her an expensive funeral. The cemetery, tombstones, and urns were all expensive, and she was buried next to her mother.
In the end, he only took some money to send her away.
Zhang Yansheng had a complicated taste in her heart, and asked indifferently: âWhat are you doing?â
Although she is still cold these days, Zhang Huan feels sheâs much better now compared to how she used to be noisy. Zhang Huan was not angry at all, and said with a smile: âCome here, tell Dad what happened today? Letâs have a chat between father and daughter.â
Next to the small hall, there is a room with a wine rack on the entire wall and a bar. Zhang Huan sometimes likes to have some drinks there. As a little taste of life, he can also mix drinks.
Zhang Huan gave Zhang Yansheng a non-alcoholic soft drink and brought it to her: âItâs been a long time since you saw Dad bartending, right? This is your favorite drink, try it.â
Zhang Yansheng was silent for a moment, then took it and tasted it. It was indeed the taste of childhood.
When she was young, she liked to watch her father make colorful wines or drinks at the bar, like heâs doing some magic tricks.
Afterwards, she would applaud hard.
Her mother would sit on the side and smile softly.
Later, when her mother left this world, he brought Liang Yingying in, and those times were gone.
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ä»äżĄ â Thaksin Shinawatra (1949-), Thai businessman and politician, prime minister 2001-2006