Chapter 12

Soon, Mu Chen stood up, looking at his daughter who was picked up by Zhang Xiao with a calm expression. The little guy stopped crying after clinging to Zhang Xiao, it was like slapping Mu Chen in the face.

Don't want him as his biological father, just a "mother" who has only met a few times.

Zhang Xiao lovingly wiped away the tears from Mu Ya's face, hugged Mu Ya and walked towards the house.

"Third Young Master?" Aunt Lan looked at Mu Chen, meaning whether Zhang Xiao still needs them to take care of Mu Ya after Zhang Xiao came.

Mu Chen's dark eyes were like two deep pools, staring at Zhang Xiao's back, his two lips were habitually pressed together, when Aunt Lan thought he would not answer her, his low and faint voice sounded: "Go get busy, she is Mu Ya's new nanny, as long as she takes Mu Ya with her."

With Zhang Xiaozai, even his own father is not welcomed by his daughter, let alone Aunt Lan.

Aunt Lan nodded and walked away silently.

Another car approached and it belonged to Ning Zhiyuan.

The president of his dignified Ning family ran errands for Zhang Xiao, and when he returned to Ye Qing's ward to deliver the message, Yi Xiujie's astonished expression was the greatest irony for him.

Zhang Xiao!

If it wasn't for his niece's fault with Zhang Xiao, he would promise to kill Zhang Xiao!

Ning Zhiyuan got out of the car after parking the car. Seeing Mu Chen standing there, staring at the room, he asked coldly, "Where's Mu Ya? Where's that woman?"

"I carried Mu Ya into the house."

Ning Zhiyuan frowned, and snorted coldly: "She is familiar with herself, your master is still outside the house, she went in by herself. Is Mu Ya still crying?"

Mu Chen sighed lowly, with a tangled look between his brows, he responded bitterly: "Zhang Xiao is here, she will only laugh and never cry."

Ning Zhiyuan looked at him, taking a full view of his entanglements, he said to Mu Chen: "Since Mu Ya is the most important thing, don't get entangled anymore."

Mu Chen gritted his teeth, still complaining a bit: "Why?"

Why did Zhang Xiao's father kill his favorite wife, and Zhang Xiao was approved by his daughter, who was his and Ning Tong's child.

Ning Tong had no choice but to wait until the child called her mother, Zhang Xiao, the daughter of the enemy, became the child's cheap mother.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't speak, but patted Mu Chen's shoulder heavily, then passed Mu Chen into the room.

After a pause of more than ten seconds, Mu Chen followed Ning Zhiyuan.

When the two arrived at the door of the house, he heard Mu Ya Kaka's laughter. The child's laughter was clear and sweet, so that those who heard the laughter couldn't help but relax their nerves, and laughed along with the child's laughter.

But Mu Ya's laughter reached Mu Chen and Ning Zhiyuan's ears, but it made the two of them feel extremely heavy, especially Mu Chen. His handsome face darkened in an instant, Ning Zhiyuan seemed to guess what he was thinking, when he stepped in, he gave him a warning look, reminding him not to face Zhang Xiao with a black face.

Zhang Xiao didn't know it, and with Yi Xiujie behind her supporting her, she was fearless. If she was upset, she would regret the appointment without fear of death, and Mu Chen would have to accept it at that time.

Mu Chen pursed his lips and went in with a dark face, but when he saw two women, one big and one small, his dark face softened a bit, his eyes fell on the little baby in Zhang Xiao's arms, and he tried his best not to go Look at Zhang Xiao's face that is as gorgeous as a peach blossom.

Mu Ya sat on Zhang Xiao's lap, Zhang Xiao put his arms around her small body, smiled and teased Mu Ya to play, Mu Ya was amused by her, she was completely different from the endless crying just now , and made Mu Chen even more unhappy.

Seeing Mu Chen and Ning Zhiyuan coming in, Zhang Xiao looked at Ning Zhiyuan and asked, "Mr. Ning, have you brought my words?"

Ning Zhiyuan turned cold and ignored her.

Zhang Xiao didn't care about his attitude either.

Rumors from the outside world towards Ning Zhiyuan are as indifferent as ice.

Even if you hit such a person in the face with a hammer, you won't be able to hit him half a point.

"Mu Ya, come and give uncle a hug."

Ning Zhiyuan came over and stretched out his arms to hug Mu Ya, but his expression softened a lot when facing Mu Ya.

Mu Ya, who was having fun with Zhang Xiao, first looked at Ning Zhiyuan, then at Ning Zhiyuan's big hand stretched out, a look of reluctance immediately appeared on her pretty and cute little face, then she turned her head and turned towards Zhang Xiao into his arms.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't get angry or give up, he reached out and wanted to hug Mu Ya. Just now he would persuade Mu Chen to put up with Zhang Xiao for Mu Ya's sake. After entering the house, he saw the affection between his niece and Zhang Xiao, and he knew that the feeling of being stung was really uncomfortable.

Instinctively, he wanted to snatch back his niece and prevent her from getting so close to Zhang Xiao.

"Mu Ya, come, uncle hug." Ning Zhiyuan coaxed Mu Ya, while trying to hug Mu Ya away, Mu Ya slapped Ning Zhiyuan's big hand away to touch her with her little hand, and Ning Zhiyuan didn't die When she was in the middle of her heart, her little mouth was flattened and she was about to cry.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiao quickly coaxed her, then glared at Ning Zhiyuan, and said, "President Ning, Mu Ya doesn't like you hugging her, so don't make her cry."

Ning Zhiyuan stood up straight and stared at her viciously.

Zhang Xiao smiled, "Boss Ning, it's useless even if you stare at me to death, and it's not that I instigated Mu Ya to ignore you, it's because your iceberg face is too cold, looking scary, Mu Ya was frightened by your iceberg face caught."

Ning Zhiyuan's face was covered with black lines.

Zhang Xiao was the only one who satirized him face-to-face with an iceberg face.

The woman in front of him is sure that he loves his niece and doesn't take him seriously at all.

Resentful, Ning Zhiyuan sat down opposite Zhang Xiao.

Those long and narrow phoenix eyes still stared at Zhang Xiao firmly.

Mu Chen already knew that with Zhang Xiao around, no one wanted his daughter. Just now, his father made his daughter ignore him directly. If Ning Zhiyuan, an uncle, could hug Mu Ya, he wouldn't be called Mu Chen. So after he entered the house, he went into the kitchen on his own, filled a small bowl with the bone porridge that the servant had prepared long ago, and brought it out.

This is what Aunt Lan did. He asked Aunt Lan to do other things, so he did it himself.

He brought over the small bowl of porridge, gently placed it on the coffee table, and said to Zhang Xiao: "It's time for Mu Ya to eat. Porridge is her staple food during the day, and milk powder is only served when she wakes up and before going to bed. What to eat. The porridge is freshly boiled, and the taste will change every meal.”

Zhang Xiao let out a cry, hugged Mu Ya with one hand, freed one hand to pick up the small spoon, and used the small spoon to gently stir the porridge in the bowl. The porridge was very mushy, but not too thick Zhang Xiao, who is good at cooking, knew at a glance that the person who cooked the porridge was also a master in cooking.

The temperature of the porridge was moderate, so she poured out a spoonful with a small spoon, wanting to feed Mu Ya, but coaxing Mu Ya: "Mu Ya, it's time to eat the porridge."

Mu Ya turned her head and turned her face away, refusing to eat the porridge brought to her mouth.

Zhang Xiao coaxed her several times, and she was always like this.

"Mu Ya, be good, eat porridge." Patiently brought the small spoon to Mu Ya's mouth again. The little guy was probably impatient. With a clap of his little hand, the porridge in the spoon fell on the ground. On Zhang Xiao's clothes.