My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Chapter 092

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

She believes that her future life will be very happy, and she believes that without her father's shadow, she can also rely on her own efforts to prop up her own blue sky.

She is going to be a Dapeng with wings spread high!

Mu Chen glared at her.

What he hopes to see is her embarrassment, her pain, her crying, not her nonchalant, because her nonchalant makes her feel more distressed.

What else has she experienced before?

Obviously she was a daughter who was born with a golden spoon, but she wanted to sell spicy skewers in the night market.

Turning around, Mu Chen walked away.

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

Pushing open the door of Mu Ya's room, she walked in, lightened her footsteps, walked quickly to the bed, and saw the swelling on the forehead of the sleeping little man, she felt distressed.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Zhang Xiao stretched out her hand and gently touched the place where Muya was hit, her slender and soft fingertips stroked her, and her love for the child was exuded from time to time.

"After Mu Ya fell asleep, Aunt Lan helped her rub the medicine, and the redness and swelling will subside tomorrow." Mu Chen's low 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, you go back to your room and put ice cubes on your face."

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

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

Mu Chen left a word, turned and left.

Zhang Xiao curled his lips. Well, he didn't really care about her, he was afraid that her swollen face would scare his baby girl.

Lying on the big bed, Mu Chen held the toy dog ​​that Ning Tong loved most during his lifetime, stroking the puppy with his big hands, and muttering to himself: "Tong Tong, I find that I I can't hate Zhang Xiao anymore, even if she is Zhang Haotian's daughter."

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

"Tong Tong, am I feeling soft? Looking at her distress for Mu Ya, I really feel soft. Regardless of her identity as Zhang Haotian's daughter, she is really a very good girl, just like you The 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 slapped on the face, if she said nothing, it worries him. Behind her if nothing happened is her strength.

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

Tong Tong was protected too well.

"Tong Tong..." Mu Chen thought of his beloved wife, and subconsciously clasped the toy dog ​​tightly.

Looking around the house full of photos of his deceased wives, Mu Chen's heart cramped again.

It was another sleepless night.

...

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

After Mu Chen arrived back from the morning, after changing his clothes, he went downstairs and habitually turned into the restaurant to have some breakfast before going to work. Today is Friday, and tomorrow is the weekend. He and Zhang Xiao said that this weekend he will push away all the gatherings of friends and some entertainment, and accompany Mu Ya well to increase the relationship between the father and daughter.

Mu Ya would call him, even if she could only call out one word, it also showed that she slowly understood who he was hers.

The daughter was originally a very smart child, but no one had the courage to guide her to do something and teach her something. Now Zhang Xiao is teaching her and guiding her. After more than a week of getting along, 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, "Who owns this cup of coffee? Is it instant? ?"

The servant replied respectfully: "San Young Master, this is Miss Zhang's freshly brewed coffee. It is for San Young Master."

Zhang Xiao?

Mu Chen raised her eyebrows again, and asked a little bit amused: "She has nothing to do with her hospitality? How about her people?" Yesterday she wanted to eat a meal she cooked, and she deliberately made something sour and spicy that he didn't like. What about the dishes.

Such kindness today helped him make a cup of coffee.

The servant replied: "Miss Zhang has brought breakfast to her friend. It has been nearly half an hour since she has been out. She said she will be back before the little lady wakes up."

Mu Chen was at a loss for words.

I was wronged last night and refused to say anything. She ran to the cemetery alone and scared the ghosts all night. After coming back, she said nothing but nothing. Today she still got up early, so she brought breakfast to her friend.

She... is so strong that it hurts.

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

Ye Qing is happy and can have a good friend like Zhang Xiao.

He also has friends, but those of his friends are based on business contacts. The true intimate friends, apart from Meng Yifan and Ning Zhiyuan, vice presidents of the Mu Group, can't find a third person. He knows very well that once he is not at the helm of the Mu family group, once he leaves the Mu family 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 moment and saw Mu Chen looking at the cup of coffee in a daze, she explained to a deeper level: "Three young masters, Miss Zhang said that you slept late last night, and it was normal during the day. At work, I am afraid that you will have no energy at work, so I specially made a cup of coffee for you, but she specially confessed it and asked you to take two sips."

Mu Chen pursed his lips and pulled aside the chair, then sat down on the chair. Hearing what Aunt Lan said, he raised his eyebrows and asked a little amusedly: "Why only let me take two sips?"

Aunt Lan shook her head, she didn't know, Zhang Xiao confessed that way anyway

"You all go out."

Without an answer, Mu Chen rushed to Aunt Lan and the servant indifferently. He wanted to enjoy his breakfast and taste the coffee alone.

She has strong cooking skills and comes from a wealthy family, so coffee must be cooked very well.

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

The coffee she made...

Well, it's not as good as the soup she stewed.

What's the matter?