Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

The reason why the general manager of the group said that was because he didn't like women like Zhang Ling.

His ideal type is that kind of gentle, clingy, well-behaved and obedient woman.

So he finds it puzzling to see someone who likes a woman like Zhang Ling.

I don't understand, what is there about a woman like this that deserves a man's love?
Men like him always regard themselves as dignitaries in the feudal dynasty, and feel that women are just playthings for them.

If you want to play, pick it up and play with it for a while, then you have to serve him comfortably with all your heart;

I don't want to play any more, just throw it aside and let it fend for itself, but you must not look for wild men behind his back.

Today, of course, society has outlawed this slavish mindset.

But masculinity still makes many men feel superior to themselves, always thinking of making all the women around them live according to his thinking mode in disguise.

The general manager of the group is the leader of this group of people.

Finding fault with Zhang Ling is not because she is not strong at work, but his sense of self-superiority makes him feel that a woman cannot sit in the position of vice president of the group.

To see a woman sitting in that position is an insult to their dignity as men.

It is believed that it is the duty of a woman to be a housewife, a husband and a child.

Such a man is nothing more than the self-superiority of being a man that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Seeing a woman might threaten his superiority as a man.

Instinctively want to eradicate all unfavorable situations.

So as to achieve the purpose of stabilizing the existing position.

Zhang Ling finally came to the school gate as agreed.

Mr. Mi has been following her like a little follower.

When Xiaodouzi saw Mr. Mi, he was a little surprised and asked:
"Mom, mom, do you want to change your father? But this uncle is really ugly. If the handsome father sees it later, he will be sad."

If Li Xiang heard this, he would be very happy.

"Little Douzi, don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Ling snapped.

Speaking of Li Xiang, from the moment Zhang Ling saw Xiaodouzi, she had been looking in the direction where Li Xiang might appear many times, but she still couldn't see anyone.

She wanted to ask Xiaodouzi where Li Xiangren had agreed?
You can see Xiaodouzi bowing his head with tears in his eyes, "Woooo..." crying.

What she wanted to ask, but couldn't get out of her mouth.

Although Mr. Mi was well prepared before coming, when he saw a cute little girl named Zhang Ling's mother, he still subconsciously took two steps back.

It was as if the two "Mom" exploded in his heart like an atomic bomb.

His heart instantly shattered into dust.

He thought he could accept that Zhang Ling had a child, but when he really faced the child, he didn't have the courage to face it.

What's more, I learned from the child that Zhang Ling still has a man.

And when Xiaodouzi called Dad, a happy smile flashed across Zhang Ling's face.

It can be seen that Zhang Ling really loves the child's father.

So no matter how stupid he is, he doesn't want to be a villain who breaks up other people's families casually.

He took two steps forward, leaned over and said with a smile:
"Little friend, dear. Don't cry."

Little Douzi looked up at him with red eyes and said:

"Is there any candy?"

President Mi was amused.

What a child!
No matter what time I want to eat candy.

She fumbled out a piece of chocolate from her body and handed it to Xiaodouzi.

Xiaodouzi took it with a smile and took a sip first, then happily said "delicious" to Mi Zong, and then obviously remembered Zhang Ling's mother, and gave the rest to Zhang Ling to taste.

Zhang Ling smiled and waved her hands to let Xiaodouzi eat by herself.

To be honest, she was willing to be Xiaodouzi's mother because Xiaodouzi's similar behavior made her feel happy at home.

To be specific, it should be the happiness of being a mother and being dependent and clinging to her children.

Mr. Mi looked at Xiaodouzi and continued to smile and said:
"Son, remember that you can't talk nonsense, how can Dad just change it?"

"Oh, I see." Xiaodouzi then asked in confusion, "Then who are you, uncle?"

"Uncle?" President Mi examined himself for a while.

I don't know whether it's because of today's clothes that make him look anxious, or whether his appearance has already entered the ranks of uncles ahead of time.

In either case?

It is really embarrassing for an unmarried person to be called uncle by a child.

Xiaodouzi touched her earlobe and looked at Zhang Ling with more doubts, saying:
"Mom, isn't it right to call you Uncle?"

To be honest, this question would have been easy to answer.

But when she saw Mr. Mi's embarrassing appearance, she obviously didn't like to let the children call him uncle.

Mr. Mi glanced at Zhang Ling first, as if he understood her difficulties, and shook his head to indicate that he didn't need to answer.

He then looked at Xiaodouzi and said happily:

"Uncle, that's right, it's right to be called Uncle. Xiaodouzi will be called that from now on. I like being called Uncle by Xiaodouzi."

Xiaodouzi continued to ask:

"Then who are you, uncle?"

Mr. Mi explained with a smile:
"Me. I'm your mother's friend. I heard from your mother two days ago that there is a beautiful daughter named Xiaodouzi, so I stopped by to have a look."

Looking at Mr. Mi getting along with the children, Zhang Ling really didn't look like a villain at all.

In detail, he looks a bit like a good father to a certain child.

Mr. Mi carefully examined Xiaodouzi for a while, then smiled and praised:

"Well, the little girl is indeed very beautiful! She will be a great beauty like her mother when she grows up."

"Thank you, uncle. Dad told me the same thing." The child said proudly without any concealment.

When Mr. Mi heard Xiaodouzi's words, he couldn't help but began to envy "Dad".

You can let such a cute little girl hang on her lips and scream.

He felt that it was unnecessary for him to stay here any longer. When it was time to leave, he looked up at Zhang Ling beside him and said with a smile:
"Oh my god, I almost forgot that there is an important conference call that needs the abbot later. I will leave first. I won't bother you mother and daughter. Goodbye!"

Zhang Ling wanted to reply politely "Goodbye", but Xiaodouzi shouted:
"Mom, mom, let's go! My game is about to start."

On the way to the competition site with her child, she felt a little sorry for Mr. Mi.

From the last two contacts with Mr. Mi, it was not as disgusting as it seemed at first.

He's a really good guy.

It seems that most women will send a good man card to the other party after rejecting a man.

But Zhang Ling really thinks that Mi is always a good person.

It's just because her heart has been quietly and gradually occupied by Li Xiang.

So it's hard for her to tolerate other men anymore.

Of course there is another reason, that is, her principle of life does not allow her to be like Yan Yuan.

However, since Mr. Mi is good at understanding women's minds, she believes that as long as Mr. Mi is willing, he will be able to find a partner who is willing to be with him for life.

The parent-child game is called you vote for me.

The mother holds a plastic bucket in her hand, keeps a certain distance from the child, and asks the child to throw plastic or rubber balls into the bucket in the mother's hand, and the group that puts the most in the specified time wins.

The game is divided into two rounds. In the next round, the mother and daughter (children) are switched, the mother throws the ball, and the children take the bucket.

When preparing for the scene, Zhang Ling hadn't asked Li Xiang yet?

Xiaodouzi was the first to speak with a sense of complaint in frustration:

"Dad, why don't you come? You promised to come to our game today. Mom, Dad is lying."

Xiaodouzi's words made Zhang Ling's heart tighten.

The smile that had been on her face disappeared.

When Xiaodouzi was fixing the bucket with buckles, the scene where Shangguan Aoxue asked her to read the invitation letter suddenly came to mind.

As a result, she used too much force, and the copper buckle bruised the tiger's mouth of her left hand.

The painful sucking sound instantly cleared her mind up a lot.

She didn't yell out a word "pain".

She wondered why she remembered that picture just now?

Seeing Xiaodouzi's worried hands grabbing her injured hand and whistling.

Unlike when she was injured when she was a child, her father complained about her wounds, and her complaints were full of distress;

But when a child sees his mother hurt, his heartache is filled with infinite tension and worry and he says:
"How can you touch green? It must be very painful! I'll give you a whir for a while and it won't hurt."

Why tension and worry?
Because for a child, the mother is her greatest dependence.

After seeing the mother's injury, the child's safety feels seriously threatened, and he will naturally be filled with endless worries, and even more nervous about losing his mother because of the serious injury.

Zhang Ling watched Xiaodouzi nervous about her, which made her feel the value of her life.

At least in Xiaodouzi's eyes, her mother is the most important person.

"It's okay!" She pulled away her injured hand, and with a happy and gratified smile, she stroked Xiaodouzi's head. "Okay, the referee is telling us to get in the car and prepare for the race. Let's go."

During this period, Xiaodouzi still complained repeatedly that Li Xiang hadn't come yet.

the second time.

The picture of the invitation came to her mind again.

But her mood has been much calmer than the first time.

Perhaps they turned negative emotions into the motivation of the game, and their precise throwing skills allowed their mother and daughter to win No.1 in the first round overwhelmingly.

In order to enliven the atmosphere of the scene, a referee teacher specially acted as a host to interview and said:
"Mother Xiaodouzi, how did you achieve 100% throwing hit rate?"

Everyone thought that Zhang Ling would be like ordinary people, or thank her parents for her upbringing, or boast about her hard work in exercising and so on.

But she held the bucket of balls in her hand very seriously and said:
"It's easy! I just think of the bucket as the woman who sent me the invitation. Just hearing the ball go into the bucket gives me the thrill of being a winner."

This answer made everyone on the scene puzzled for a while.

Fortunately, the teacher who is the host is a person who has experienced wind and rain.

Sharply explained that the woman Zhang Ling mentioned who sent the invitation letter must be the kind of mistress who destroys other people's happy families.

So, mothers, before throwing the ball with the ball in your hands, as long as you hold the mentality of driving away the third child, you will have a high hit rate.

After hearing the teacher's explanation, many participating mothers instantly became motivated.

It also made several groups of mothers and daughters perform super well in the next round of competition.

In one fell swoop, they replaced their mother and daughter who were firmly in first place.

Xiaodouzi pouted unhappy because he finally got No.4.

The quick-witted little bean probably knew it was because her question didn't make the top three.

So if you are quiet, you don't get emotional.

The host teacher said with emotion on the spot:
"It can be seen that the mistress will always be the strongest catalyst for the original partners to surpass themselves."

Even the mother who won the final first took the initiative to hold Zhang Ling's hand to express her endless gratitude.

Although this explanation is a bit different from what Zhang Ling said.

But Zhang Ling was still struggling with the invitation letter and didn't explain it.

When she heard someone holding her hand and stuffing candy into her hand to express her gratitude, she asked suspiciously:
"Mom, I really don't understand. What are you thanking me for? Your mother and daughter can take the first place because of your ability. We absolutely did not let you."

Xiaodouzi saw Zhang Ling looking at her while speaking.

Although he was reluctant, he still agreed and said:
"Auntie, my mother was right. It was Xiaodouzi who backed off."

Xiaodouzi thought it would be very easy to throw a ball into his mother's bucket.

But after throwing five or six small balls, her arm was severely sore from the match against Li Xiang the day before, which caused her throwing accuracy to drop significantly.

This is Xiaodouzi's blame for being lazy and not participating in physical exercise!

"Of course, thank you for your selfless dedication to the know-how of throwing small balls." The mother looked sideways at the onlookers and said with emotion, "Good man! Until now, I have never thought of asking us to thank her. My child , Come and thank Auntie."

The daughter who won the first place was dragged to the front by her mother. Maybe the child felt that their first place was well deserved, so she first looked at her mother in doubt, and then, under her mother's repeated urging, bowed and thanked her with a sense of helplessness.

"Mom, mom, look at her curling her lips when she thanked her." Xiaodouzi suddenly pointed at the girl and shouted.

The two mothers looked at each other with some embarrassment, raised their hands and patted the shoulders of the two children at the same time, looked at each other and said "sorry" at the same time.

Zhang Ling looked down at Xiaodouzi and scolded:

"Don't talk nonsense."

Xiaodouzi explained aggrievedly:
"Mom, I didn't, Xiaodouzi just saw it."

The girl who was told by Xiaodouzi rolled her eyes with hatred in her eyes.

After listening to the mother, the mother just wanted to explain a few words, but she saw her daughter rolling her eyes at Xiaodouzi. Then, with a bit of anger, she patted her daughter on the shoulder and said:
"Xiaoqin, how many times have I told you that it is considered rude to curl your lips before speaking. Why can't you remember? Admit to Auntie that you are wrong. Do you hear me?"

The girl looked up at her mother and said stubbornly:

"I don't! We won the championship with our strength, why should we thank them? Mom, I don't accept it!"

The mother looked at Zhang Ling with embarrassment and explained:
"I'm sorry, this kid usually makes me feel bad."

"It's all right." Zhang Ling said.

"You..." The mother raised her hand even more ashamedly, ready to hit her daughter.

Zhang Ling quickly stopped and said:
"Wait a moment!"

The mother may have had a sincere respect for Zhang Ling. After hearing this, she looked at her and said with a smile:
"Just say what you want."

Zhang Ling looked at the stubborn girl in her grievances, then shifted her gaze to the woman and said:
"This mother, I don't dare to obey. Children now are different from before. I can see that your daughter has resentment towards you in her eyes. This will greatly affect the relationship between mother and child."

"What?" The woman immediately pulled her daughter and looked at her eyes for a while after hearing it.

I really saw the resentment in Zhang Ling's mouth.

The woman seemed to feel that she raised her daughter for nothing.

In the end, he raised an enemy.

So he was excited to beat his daughter again, but Zhang Ling grabbed her murderer's hand.

Zhang Ling continued to persuade patiently:

"This mother, please listen to my advice. Don't always think that a filial son can only be born under the stick. You must learn to communicate with your children on an equal footing. Only in this way can you eliminate the misunderstanding between mother and child and bring the relationship between mother and child closer."

Zhang Ling looked at the mother thinking about what she said, then looked kindly at the little girl and said:

"Look, your daughter is also a smart child. As long as you are a mother, you can order it patiently, and I think the child will understand your painstaking efforts."