The Eldest Daughter was Reborn

"My wife uses the car every day." The driver said at the time.

He is a good-looking young man, in his twenties, and his surname is Zhou. Generally, those who work as drivers have a high school diploma. In front of Zhang Huan, he was quite decent and respectful.

In front of Zhang Yansheng, the "child", he was more casual.

"First come, then come." She said, "Isn't she still out? I'll use it first."

"That won't work." Xiao Zhou said with a smile, "I will be scolded when I look back."

The contempt in this attitude is the same as that of Aunt Wang.

The fifteen-year-old Zhang Yansheng didn't notice it, but the reborn Zhang Yansheng looked really bright. Her face was pulled down, like a cage with a layer of frost.

Xiao Zhou was also recruited by Liang Yingying. The driver used by Zhang's family had been in Zhang's family for many years and grew up watching Zhang Yansheng.

After Liang Yingying came to this house, on several occasions, the old driver put Liang Yingying behind Zhang Yansheng's needs first. Liang Yingying tricked Zhang Huan and fired him, and recruited the young man to come in.

Zhang Yansheng was still young at the time and could not do anything about this kind of thing. And she didn't realize the impact Liang Yingying did on her at that time.

Of course now, she realized.

Among the staff in this family, Aunt Luo is probably the only one who really treats her as an eldest lady in her heart. These other less advanced staff members are only looking forward to Liang Yingying's horse.

"The driver hired by our family makes me useless?" She stared at Xiao Zhou and said, "Then you can get out of here!"

Xiao Zhou was stunned for a moment.

Miss Zhang family heard that she has a bad temper. But Xiao Zhou hadn't seen it, because Xiao Zhou also picked her up to and from school, and hadn't dealt with her any other time. And because Zhang Yansheng hated to ride with his step-brother and sister-in-law, he often called for a car alone after he went to middle school to avoid them. Xiao Zhou had less time to deal with her.

She doesn't talk much, her own education is very good, and her attitude towards the staff is pretty good. To be honest, it is much better than Zhang Shuocheng's bear kid.

Rude words like "get off" are really not what Miss Zhang should say. And he said in person.

Zhang Yansheng has already taken out his mobile phone: "I asked my dad to settle the salary for you."

She actually came for real?

Xiao Zhou was dumbfounded.

Xiao Zhou also bullied Zhang Yansheng because he was young and had a tender face. But this matter really caused Zhang Huan to be in front of him, it was indeed his fault. Zhang Yansheng is young, and she has the right to request a car.

"Don't don't!" Xiao Zhou changed his face busy, and stopped Zhang Yan's voice, "Where are you going? I'll start it, wait a minute, I'll turn on the air conditioner first!"

Zhang Yansheng glanced at him, and finally put away the phone and got into his car.

On the way, Liang Yingying called.

Xiao Zhougang learned Zhang Yansheng’s temper and bit the bullet and told Liang Yingying as she said: "Miss Yan Yan said, she uses this car today, let you drive by yourself..."

Most headphones will leak a little bit. Xiao Zhou's leak is very clear.

Sitting in the back row, Zhang Yansheng heard Liang Yingying's sharp swearing on the phone-where Zhang Huan could not see or hear, she could be full of swear words.

"Hang up." Zhang Yansheng said. She is not loud, not irritable or impatient, but has a clear meaning.

Xiao Zhou raised his eyes and saw a pair of dark eyes in the rearview mirror. The young girl's gaze is a bit scary.

Xiao Zhou said to the phone: "Then what, ma'am, I have to concentrate on driving now, I'll hang up first, goodbye."

It really died.

Zhang Yansheng no longer looked at him, and turned to look at the scenery outside.

She was only reborn six years ago, and K City has basically remained the same.

But suddenly she moved in her heart and said, "Go to Jianshe Road first."

Xiao Zhou asked: "Where are you going to build the road?"

"Just build the road." Zhang Yansheng did not specify a specific location, "you can drive over there."

Xiao Zhou couldn't help but, as she said, went to Jianshe Road. When he reached the destination, he didn't know where Zhang Yansheng was going, he reminded her of "here", and then slowed down.

Zhang Yansheng didn't mention getting out of the car, but said, "Hmm" and said, "Just keep driving and drive over there."

Inexplicably, Xiao Zhou drove from one end of Jianshe Road to the other under pressure.

Zhang Yansheng kept looking outside. She saw a ten-story building sandwiched between two buildings. But now the facade of that building is a bit rustic, and the signs also show that it is just an ordinary shopping mall.

Later, Jinding KTV, which was popular in K city, had not opened yet at this time.

Zhang Yansheng was there six years later, and was drugged by others in a drink.

While Xiao Zhou drove slowly, he watched Zhang Yansheng in the rearview mirror. He saw the girl staring out the window all the time.

She was still an adolescent girl, but she didn't have any expressions on her face. That expression had a strange sense of contradiction with her age.

He didn't know that what Zhang Yansheng was thinking of was the stranger who had been with her until she died, holding her hand and comforting her gently.

When she later separated her soul, she saw him clearly.

The young man was in his twenties, slender, with deep eyebrows and very handsome. The eyes staring at her were full of pity and regret.

Zhang Yansheng kept his face firmly in his heart.

"Miss Yan Yan, I will leave Jianshe Road soon." Xiao Zhou couldn't help reminding her as he watched the road come to an end.

Zhang Yansheng came back to his senses and said lightly: "Okay, go to the place where you were originally going."

Xiao Zhou was speechless.

Does he insist on coming to Jianshe Road just to drive a lap? Or just to go back later and deliberately make Liang Yingying useless?

The young girl is too scheming.

Xiao Zhou shook his head inwardly.

Zhang Yansheng didn't eat dinner at home that day. Zhang Huan was already at home when she returned home with a lot of shopping bags.

Seeing her back, he looked very kind and said: "I'm back, where did you go? Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten." Zhang Yansheng is still a middle school student after all, and before she can completely escape the control of her parents, when her father asked her where she went and what she did, it was all right.

She simply answered him: "I went shopping and found a new sparring partner to practice boxing."

What she was looking for was actually the sparring partner she had been using afterwards.

It's just that the other party's number is stored in the phone before, so you can contact directly when you need it. Now that she was born again, there was no contact number for that person in her mobile phone, so she could only go to the scene to find someone. Fortunately, the person was really there today, and he found it as soon as he looked for it.

The man was a little surprised to see that she was a middle school student. But Zhang Yansheng could afford the money, so he gladly accepted her business.

"Oh, it's good, let's practice." Zhang Huan said.

His eyebrows were relaxed, Zhang Yansheng looked on coldly, realizing that his mood today was really good.

Didn't Liang Yingying and Zhang Shuocheng complain?

"Sister, you are back!" Zhang Heling ran downstairs, reporting to Zhang Yansheng like a bamboo tube poured beans, "Shushuo writes very slowly, he finished lunch, and I watched him in the afternoon and he finished today's homework. . I checked him all, and I taught him what was wrong."

"What about others?"

"He was afraid that you would beat him, so he dared not come out in the room." Zhang Heling said gleefully.

"Goose." Zhang Huan interrupted and asked, "Did you beat Shuoshuo again today?"

He smiled, with no unhappiness in his expression. Zhang Yan declared that he came here in vain, and he must have known everything-she beat Zhang Shuocheng, and Zhang Shuocheng completed his homework in an unprecedented way.

The former is the cause and the latter is the effect. The reason is not heavy, but the result is very good, which is what Zhang Huan likes to hear. So he is in a good mood.

"No beating, just a few pats." She said, "I made a rule for him to do his homework every morning during summer vacation, and then he can play in the afternoon."

Zhang Huan knew everything from Zhang Heling. Whether it was the change of the eldest daughter or the change of the youngest son, he was surprised and happy, and he was in a great mood.

He always said comfortably: "Very good, very good. You really look like a sister now."

Knowing the man's mentality, Zhang Yansheng didn't have much interest in talking to Zhang Huan, and he was no longer eager to win his attention as before.

She gave a "hmm" and said, "I'm upstairs."

Liang Yingying came down when she reached the top of the stairs.

Liang Yingying stared at Zhang Yansheng.

Zhang Yansheng only glanced at her faintly.

The two people crossed each other on the stairs.

"Sister, wait for me!" Zhang Heling chased Zhang Yansheng upstairs.

Liang Yingying tugged her: "Why are you going!"

Zhang Heling twisted her shoulder and ran away from her: "I have something to do with my sister!"

Liang Yingying grinds her teeth with anger.

This daughter was so stupid that she always wanted to treat Zhang Yansheng as her sister since bringing her here, which was really annoying. It is useless to give birth to money-losing goods.

Liang Yingying watched Zhang Heling ran upstairs to chase Zhang Yansheng. After a while, she went down to find Zhang Huan.

"The little girl's family, why didn't you come back so late?" She went over to massage Zhang Huan's shoulders, and said softly, "Your girl is also big. Have you talked about boyfriends outside?"

"No." Zhang Huan denied immediately, "Yan Yan said, she went out to practice boxing. Yan Yan is not the kind of kid who talks nonsense."

At this time, Zhang Huan had not experienced the later rebellious girl. In his heart, although Zhang Yansheng often had conflicts with Liang Yingying, and his academic performance was not as good as when he was in elementary school, overall, he was still a pure and good boy.

Liang Yingying was dull. Finally couldn't help but complain: "She asked Xiao Zhou to go out with her, and she is only coming back now. She occupies the car for a whole day, which makes me useless."

Zhang Huan understood what was unhappy about her as soon as she heard it.

"Don't you still have a car at home? You can drive by yourself." He said, "You don't have a driver's license."

Liang Yingying pursed her lips: "It's not convenient for a driver to drive by myself. You can also help me carry my bags when I go shopping."

How could Zhang Huan not understand Liang Yingying's careful thinking. Compared to driving by herself, she prefers to have a driver as an attendant, so that she can save face in front of the little sisters.

Zhang Huan's heart is stunned.

But he thought for a while and said, "Yanyan is now older, and will go out more often than before. She can't drive by herself, so the driver at home will use her first."

Liang Yingying was too late to be angry, and he said: "Well, you have a driver's license. Do you think the car at home is not beautiful? Let's buy you a new one, how about Ferrari?"

Liang Yingying was surprised and happy.

Zhang Yansheng’s mother had been ill for several years before her death, and she had been in a state of recuperation all the time. The cars at home are all used by Zhang Huan, of course, to be close to his aesthetics and preferences.

Except for the two cars driven by the driver, Liang Yingying didn't like the other cars, old-fashioned! Can't afford her youth and beauty!

If you have a Ferrari of your own, it will save you a lot of face when driving out!

She was exasperated: "I want a nicer one!"

"I know, you go back and pick it yourself, just tell me when you pick it."

After Zhang Huan finished speaking, Liang Yingying held her arms and kissed her cheek twice: "Thank you dear!"

The children were all upstairs anyway, Zhang Huan took Liang Yingying in his arms and touched them personally.

But I thought in my heart, if the eldest daughter could be like the little wife, she could be happy with money, that would be great. Zhang Huan is not short of money, and he is unwilling to spend more energy on things that can be settled with money.

It's a pity that things at home are not settled with money, and they need people's attention most.

He couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Heling caught up with Zhang Yansheng: "Sister, if you have a courier, Aunt Luo put it in the house for you."

Zhang Yansheng answered, "I see."

Zhang Heling urged her a little excitedly: "You quickly open it and see what it is."

"Don't worry." Zhang Yansheng said indifferently, stepping into his room.

Zhang Heling opened her mouth and held back.

Zhang Yansheng threw a pile of shopping bags on the sofa and saw the express delivery on the coffee table. Zhang Yansheng doesn't like things touched by others, especially Zhang Shuocheng, so she usually has her courier, and Aunt Luo will put her in the room.

Zhang Yansheng took out the paper cutter from under the coffee table, cut the tape, opened the outer carton, and saw the carton that actually contained the merchandise inside, reflecting how Zhang Heling was so noisy just now—the latest model she bought for her. The game console has arrived.

She turned her head to greet her, but there was nothing around her.

Looking up, the younger sister was standing at the door with expectation in her big eyes, looking here eagerly.

But even so impatient, without Zhang Yansheng's permission, she did not dare to step into her room and stand honestly outside the door.

It's so well-behaved that it hurts.

Zhang Yansheng was silent for a few seconds, took a breath, and said, "Come in."

Zhang Heling's small legs quickly jumped in: "Sister, did my game console arrive?"

Zhang Yansheng took out the game console box from the outer carton and handed it to her. Zhang Heling held the box and bounced happily: "Sister, thank you!"

The little girl couldn't wait to leave: "Sister, I'm going back to the room, so I won't disturb you, so please rest early."

Zhang Yansheng stopped her: "Come back!"

Stingy, the little girl jumped back again.

Zhang Yansheng: "..."

Zhang Yansheng rolled his eyes. She took out a card from her bag and handed it to Zhang Heling: "This is for you."

Zhang Heling took it over: "Bank card?"

His eyes were ignorant, and he didn't quite understand.

Zhang Yansheng unexpectedly felt that Zhang Heling was "not too smart" and had some common language with Liang Yingying.

"You will be in fourth grade soon," she said. "You should have pocket money too."

Zhang Heling suddenly realized, surprised and delighted: "Can I buy things by myself in the future?"

If you want something, if you tell your father, he will say: "Look for your mother."

But tell your mother that she doesn't know why she is always not happy to satisfy her. The family is obviously not short of money, and Zhang Shuocheng can buy everything immediately, but when she comes to her, if she takes the initiative to say what to buy, her mother is always very unhappy. As if she owed her.

Zhang Heling gradually grew up and began to have the need to spend money, but the bigger he was, the less willing he was to ask Liang Yingying for money.

There have been too many strikes.

"You can use this card for whatever you want to buy. When you are old, you should learn how to spend money and manage money." She said, "However, giving you pocket money is not for you to spend money randomly, but for you to learn how to control it. Own money. Do you understand?"

Zhang Heling nodded repeatedly and promised: "I won't mess around!"

Compared to Xiongzi's brother, this sister is really obedient.

Zhang Yansheng is fairly satisfied, holding his arms and nodding.

"This card is an account opened in my name, so that I can see your consumption records. You are still young, and I won't give you a lot of money..." Zhang Yan groaned, referring to his pocket money limit when he was a child , Decided, "First give you ten thousand per month."