Diandian kept looking at Wang Minjuan, like an applicant waiting for his employer to speak.

"I dare not use you. Your dad will sue me for hiring child labor." Wang Minjuan smiled at her: "But I can hire your dad in the short term."

The Meng family father and daughter were overjoyed and said in unison: "Really?"

Wang Minjuan looked at the big and small faces in front of her, with eight points similar in appearances, nine points similar in expressions, and very similar in words, and suddenly she wanted to laugh. At the same time, she also wanted to have a little child like this, which was so considerate.

If Diandian was her daughter, she should have more fighting spirit and courage.

"Diandian, do you want to be my goddaughter?" Wang Minjuan blurted out. She was shocked as soon as she finished speaking. She had never thought about how she said this?

Meng Zhicheng was obviously surprised: "Minjuan, are you serious?"

Diandian was puzzled at first, and then she became sad for a moment: "Do you want to be my mother? But I have a mother," she paused and glanced at Meng Zhicheng quietly, but before she could see him, she withdrew her gaze in the middle: "

Although his girlfriend doesn't like me, when they get together in the future, will I have another mother? Or will I lose my father?"

Nodded and hung his head.

Meng Zhicheng felt sober that Xiuwen went to the company to find him that day. In order to cooperate with him, Diandian said that he was a child from a relative's family. At that time, he felt sorry for the child, but he didn't expect the child to remember what happened that day in his heart.

The little child has been given her sensibility through injuries.

Meng Zhicheng suddenly felt infinite thanks to Mary. If it weren't for Mary's teachings, with such an unbearable father, how could He De have a little such a daughter?

"No. Dad and mom will always be yours." Meng Zhicheng pulled.asxs.Dian's hand and hooked her: "I promise, I will never tell anyone that you are a relative's child in the future. Diandian, you can forgive me.

Am I?"

The little girl flattened her mouth and tears flowed down. She quickly wiped away her tears and squeezed out her smile: "I'm so happy."

"Then do you want to be Aunt Minjuan's goddaughter?" Meng Zhicheng pointed at Wang Minjuan: "If you become her goddaughter, then she is your godmother. Godmother is different from her biological mother. She will not replace you.

Mother."

Meng Zhicheng said this, deliberately faced Diandian face to face, overlapping a line, so that Wang Minjuan could not see his face. Avoiding Wang Minjuan's gaze, he winked at his daughter and lowered his voice: "If you agree, you will always be there in the future.

If you can come here, stay as long as you want, she will not drive you away again."

"Can this be it?" Diandian was surprised: "Then can I let you stay?"

Meng Zhicheng couldn't help but shy his daughter's face: "Why are you so smart? You can understand it at a glance."

"Because I am Diandian!" Diandian raised her chin proudly. She turned to Wang Minjuan: "Minjuan fucks her mother, I'll be your daughter!"

After watching the scene in which the father and daughter were in love, Wang Minjuan realized that she had jumped into the quagmire swamp on her own initiative.

"Meng Zhicheng, don't try to block the gun with my goddaughter." Wang Minjuan pulled Diandian into her arms. Now the child calls her mother. She doesn't have to envy the stupid top, but can also exercise the right to be a mother: "Even if it's not."

If you are doing your job well, you still have to find other jobs. I will let you stay for a week at most."

Of course a week is too short, but having is better than not. Meng Zhicheng does not express his opinion.

"Don't think that if you don't talk, you can stay for a few more days. There is no way. This week I'm for the sake of my goddaughter." Wang Minjuan hugged Diandian in her arms, and felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart: "Zhicheng, Aunt Wen is still

I don’t know if you are unemployed? You can’t always put yourself in trouble and wait for others to come to save you. You have to find a way to rely on yourself.”

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How can you rely on yourself?

After Wang Minjuan left, Meng Zhicheng fell into deep thought alone. In the past, no matter what trouble he caused, his family would take care of him. As long as he listened to his family, the trouble would be passed on to others. He seemed to have never relied on himself. He,

Do you have the ability to rely on yourself?

He looked at Diandian who was watching the cartoon. He already had a daughter. If he couldn't be like Tian Yawen or Tianzi, how could he let Diandian rely on in the future?

With his brain, he must have been unable to think of any solution. He returned to the guest room with his cell phone to call his younger brother. Although Tianzi was probably busy, he was anxious and could not wait for the evening.

Unexpectedly, the phone was connected soon.

"Why did you answer the phone so quickly?" Meng Zhicheng was surprised.

"It's not good to be fast? What's wrong with you?" Meng Jiarui's voice sounded relaxed, even very pleasant.

Meng Zhicheng was not very happy. He knew that he was depressed, so why would he be happy? This is called taking advantage of the situation.

"You have something good?"

"I was named a 'Fashion Star' and I'm back to receive the award. Is it a good thing?"

Tianzi must have been deliberately angering him. When he was covered in dust, Tianzi was full of energy. Meng Zhicheng said sourly: "Congratulations." He realized after he said that: "Are you back?"

"Where are you at home. How are you? When are you going to come back?"

Tianzi really doesn't open any pot. If he can go back, would he still have to stay at Minjuan's house? He will be so angry that he will die of anger.

"Ask Ms. Tian, ​​when will I let Diandian and I go back?" Meng Zhicheng was a little expectant.

"I have a reason to let you come back," Meng Jiarui's tone suddenly became cautious: "In exchange, you have to agree not to be angry, not to care about me, and to cooperate with me."

Originally, when Meng Zhicheng heard Tianzi say she could go back, she was happy to jump, but when Tianzi finished talking about those conditions, Meng Laoer suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Tianzi, are you... doing something that I'm sorry for me?"

Meng Jiarui did not answer on the other end of the phone.

"You really sorry for me?" Meng Zhicheng was surprised: "What have you done?"

"It's not a pity for you, either." Meng Jiarui's voice was full of hesitation: "It's hard to say on the phone, I can't understand it. Let's meet me tonight."

"I can't wait, you'll say it now." Meng Zhicheng was so panicked that he was so old that he had suffered a minor injury when he was a child, this younger brother never felt sorry for him. It was Tianzi's turn to grow up so big that he had suffered a minor injury.

It is difficult to talk about it, it must be a great thing!

"Tell me when you meet. Just remember that my affairs can bring you back to Genting Villa with your daughter." Meng Jiarui emphasized the benefits that my brother could get.

"Then you can reveal a little bit, just a little bit. At least don't let me hang myself, it's uncomfortable." Meng Zhicheng bargained.

Meng Jiarui hesitated for a long time. Just when Meng Zhicheng thought Tianzi was about to refuse, he finally spoke: "You promise me first, this matter must be kept confidential."

"Okay, I agree. I swear, no one will say anything." Meng Zhicheng raised his right hand and swore with two fingers, as if Tianzi could see it.

"I'm going to get married."
Chapter completed!