Chapter 92

It is the darkest before dawn, but after that time, the light is ushered in.

She believes that her future life will be very happy, and she believes that she can support her own piece of blue sky by her own efforts without her father's shadow.

She wants to be a roc soaring high!

Mu Chen stared at her.

What he wanted to see was her embarrassment, her pain, her crying, not her innocence, because her innocence made people feel more distressed about her.

What else had she experienced before this?

She is obviously a daughter born with a golden spoon in her mouth, but she wants to sell spicy skewers in the night market.

Turning around, Mu Chen walked away.

Zhang Xiao thought he finally let go of interrogating her, so he turned around and hurried upstairs.

Pushing open the door of Mu Ya's room, she walked in, walked lightly, and walked quickly to the bed. When she saw the swollen bump on the sleeping little man's forehead, she felt distressed.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Zhang Xiao stretched out his hand and lightly touched the place where Mu Ya was bumped. Those slender and soft fingertips stroked, exuding her love for the child every time.

"After Mu Ya fell asleep, Aunt Lan helped her apply the medicine, and the redness and swelling will subside when she wakes up tomorrow." Mu Chen's deep voice came from behind her.

Then a bag of ice cubes was handed to her, and his deep words continued to knock into her ears: "Now, go back to your room and apply ice cubes to your face."

Zhang Xiao stood up, did not refuse his kindness, took the bag of ice cubes, and thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Mu."

"I'm afraid that your swollen face will scare my daughter."

Mu Chen left behind a word, turned around and left.

Zhang Xiao pouted, well, he didn't really care about her, but he was afraid that her swollen face would frighten his precious daughter.

Lying on the big bed, Mu Chen was holding Ning Tong's favorite toy dog ​​in his arms, stroking the puppy with his big hand, and muttering to himself: "Tongtong, I find that the more I grow I can't hate Zhang Xiao more and more, even if she is Zhang Haotian's daughter."

Zhang Xiao tonight made him realize that it was too much to transfer his resentment towards Zhang Haotian to Zhang Xiao.

"Tongtong, am I a little soft-hearted? Seeing her love for Mu Ya, I really feel a little soft-hearted. Leaving aside her status as Zhang Haotian's daughter, she is really a very good girl, just with you Same, playful and cute, beautiful and kind. She is stronger than you, Tongtong, I'm not saying bad things about you, don't be angry."

When he asked Zhang Xiao who was beaten on the face, her nonchalant words made him worry, and behind her nonchalant was her strength.

He told the truth, his Tongtong was indeed not as strong as Zhang Xiao.

Tongtong was protected too well.

"Tong Tong..." Thinking of his beloved wife, Mu Chen subconsciously hugged that toy dog ​​tightly again.

Looking around at the house full of photos of his deceased wife, Mu Chen's heart throbbed again.

Another sleepless night.

...

On the dining table, a steaming cup of coffee was placed in front of Mu Chen's place. The coffee was freshly ground and brewed, very fresh.

After Mu Chenyun came back, he changed his clothes and went downstairs, and habitually turned into the restaurant to have some breakfast before going to work. It's Friday today, and tomorrow is the weekend. He told Zhang Xiao that this weekend he would cancel all the friends' gatherings and some entertainment, and spend time with Mu Ya to increase the relationship between father and daughter.

Mu Ya would open her mouth to call him, even if she could only call out one word, it showed that she gradually understood who he was to her.

My daughter is a very smart child, but no one has the courage to guide her to do something and teach her something. Now Zhang Xiao is teaching her and guiding her. After being together for more than a week, her daughter has obviously changed and made progress.

When he walked to the dining table and saw the steaming cup of coffee, he raised his eyebrows, pointed at the cup of coffee and asked the servant who was waiting for him, "Whose cup of coffee is it? Is it instant? ?”

The servant answered respectfully: "Third young master, this is the freshly ground and brewed coffee by Ms. Zhang, and it's for the third young master."

Zhang Xiao?

Mu Chen raised his eyebrows again, and asked a little amusedly: "She has nothing to do to be courteous? What about her?" Yesterday she wanted to eat a meal she cooked, and she deliberately made sour and spicy food that he didn't like. What about the food?

She was so kind today that she even made him a cup of coffee.

The servant replied again: "Miss Zhang brought breakfast to her friend, and she has been out for nearly half an hour. She said she would come back before the young lady woke up."

Mu Chen was immediately speechless.

She was wronged last night and refused to say anything. She ran to the cemetery alone to scare those ghosts all night. When she came back, she said it was over as if nothing had happened. She still got up early today, so she sent breakfast to her friends.

She...is so strong that it hurts my heart.

Her sincerity to her friends and her empathy and righteousness also made him sigh. In this materialistic age, her friendship with Ye Qing is extremely precious.

Ye Qing is lucky to have a good friend like Zhang Xiao.

He also has friends, but those friends of his are based on business contacts. There is no other true bosom friend except Meng Yifan and Ning Zhiyuan, the vice presidents of the Mu Group. He is very clear that once he is not the helm of the Mu's Group, once he leaves the Mu's Group, he is nothing. Those who usually flock to him will see him as a stranger, like air.

Zhang Xiao's kindness to Ye Qing made him envious.

Aunt Lan walked in at this time, and seeing Mu Chen staring at the cup of coffee in a daze, she explained further: "Third young master, Miss Zhang said that you slept late last night, and you still have to be normal during the day Going to work, I am afraid that you will not be energetic at work, so I specially made you a cup of coffee, but she specifically confessed that you can just drink a few sips."

Mu Chen pursed his lips and pulled the chair away, then sat down on the chair. He raised his eyebrows when he heard Aunt Lan's retelling, and asked a little amusedly, "Why do you only let me have a drink?"

Aunt Lan shook her head, she didn't know, anyway Zhang Xiao explained it like this

"You all go out."

Unable to get an answer, Mu Chen chased Aunt Lan and the servant coldly, he wanted to enjoy his breakfast and taste the coffee alone.

She is very good at cooking, and she comes from a wealthy family, so she must make good coffee.

After Aunt Lan and the servant left the restaurant, Mu Chen picked up the cup of coffee, took a sip, carefully savoring the difference between the coffee she made and the coffee made by his secretary... Frown, frown up.

The coffee she made...

Well, far less delicious than her stewed soup.

What's the matter?