If this conversation had been left in the past, Zhang Ling would definitely dislike it to the extreme.

Because the words between the lines are full of extremely uncomfortable anger.

But today, after hearing those words full of anger, she felt a happy feeling in her heart.

It's a feeling of being protected by someone with your life.

Although she can handle this kind of thing well with her ability.

But it feels so good to have a man do all these things for her.

Yan Yuan on the side heard Li Xiang's expression.

She couldn't help but sigh and said, "When will Yan Yuan meet a good man like Li Xiang?"

To be honest, Yan Yuan had thought about poaching Li Xiang countless times.

Or maybe Li Xiang's love for Zhang Ling was too sincere, and Yan Yuan couldn't bear to do such a morally corrupt thing;

Or Yan Yuan's sisterly love for Zhang Ling was so strong that Yan Yuan was unwilling to destroy it for a man;

Or maybe it's Yan Yuan's promise to his father that is more important than Mount Tai...

No matter which important reason it is?

Yan Yuan has always adhered to the important bottom line of being a human being.

Scum is the essence of Yan Yuan.

She did ruin a lot of men.

Don't think that Yan Yuan is a person without important bottom lines.

Because in Yan Yuan's heart, Zhang Ling and her father are the most important bottom line in her life.

Because these two people gave her the opportunity to feel the warmth of home more than once after she completely lost her parents and relatives.

This kind of warmth is what Yan Yuan has been pursuing all his life.

So she was sincerely grateful to Zhang Ling and her father.

Xiaodouzi didn't hear Zhang Ling's words for a long time and was instantly disappointed.

Because the child looked sideways and saw Zhang Ling holding the tag of the princess dress in her hand.

When I looked closely, I saw the price of thousands of dollars.

Xiaodouzi himself was a little uneasy.

She had never worn such expensive clothes.

Today I was lucky enough to be inspired by Zhang Ling and Li Xiang, and I was already satisfied after trying it on for a few minutes.

So Xiaodouzi felt that he couldn't be too ignorant.

Having their parental love for her is already a great gift from God to her.

How could she, Xiaodouzi, have the nerve to insist on asking them to buy it for her?

As an orphan, she should go to street stalls.

Thinking of this, she was dejected and prepared to go back to the dressing room to change out of the princess dress she was wearing.

Zhang Ling suddenly noticed that Xiaodouzi disappeared from her sight.

She looked around nervously and called.

Xiaodouzi, who had just closed the dressing room door, opened the door and looked at Zhang Ling and responded:

"Mom, I'm here!"

"I was scared to death. Why did you go back to the locker room without saying hello?"

While talking, Zhang Ling quickly stepped forward and pulled Xiaodouzi into her arms and held her tightly.

The tight feeling made Xiaodouzi feel suffocated.

"I-I just want to change out of my skirt."

There was endless reluctance in Xiaodouzi's voice.

Zhang Ling admired the child in the skirt for a while in confusion and said:

"I think this dress is very beautiful! Don't you like it, Xiaodouzi?"

"I'm not happy...no, I..."

Xiaodouzi wanted to say she didn't like it, but the urge to like it made her unable to say it for a while.

She wanted to say that she liked it, but was such an expensive dress really suitable for a child in an orphanage to wear?

Not suitable.

Xiaodouzi gave the answer as quickly as possible.

Even though Xiaodouzi is still young, he already knows what clothes to wear according to his status.

Even if there is a chance to actually wear this dress, it will be regarded as just a piece of street food.

Then this will destroy the original value of the skirt.

Not only is she unwilling to wear the skirt, she will also feel sorry for the skirt.

Xiaodouzi already had a clear answer when he thought of this.

It's just that it's hard to say it in front of everyone.

She was afraid that her parents would be embarrassed by her words.

Zhang Ling doesn't know why a child looks so conflicted?

"Child, don't you usually speak very eloquently? Why are you so squeaky now? I really want my mother to die."

Xiaodouzi heard Zhang Ling's urgent words and kept repeating "I'm sorry".

This made Zhang Ling even more anxious.

I even started to think about taking my child to the hospital to see a doctor.

Li Xiang, who was on the side, understood Xiaodouzi's reaction.

In front of Zhang Ling, he leaned over and whispered his guess in Xiaodouzi's ear.

Xiaodouzi's face showed surprise and joy, and he looked sideways at Li and wanted to say:

"Dad, how do you know?"

"Of course because you are my father's daughter." Li Xiang showed a proud smile.

This reason is definitely an excuse.

The reason why he was able to guess what Xiaodouzi was thinking.

It's just that his status was similar to that of Xiaodouzi.

That’s why we can understand the pain in each other’s hearts that we don’t want to mention.

Xiaodouzi asked doubtfully:

"But mom doesn't know. So dad, what should I do?"

Zhang Ling heard their father and daughter whispering about her.

This made her obviously not calm.

"Hey, Li Xiang, what did you say to Xiaodouzi? Tell me quickly." Zhang Ling stood up, grabbed Li Xiang and shook him.

When he saw Li Xiang's smiling face, he twitched in pain.

Only then did she realize that she had touched Li Xiang's wound.

"Sorry, it's all my fault. Is your wound okay?"

Li Xiang smiled and shook his head, then leaned into her ear and whispered a few words.

A shy smile instantly appeared on her face.

Anyone who sees this scene will think that they are showing off their affection in public.

Especially Yan Yuan turned around in embarrassment when she saw this scene.

Xiaodouzi didn't wait for Li Xiang's answer for a long time, so he couldn't help but stepped forward a little anxiously, tugged on his clothes and called him "Dad".

A few calls of daddy brought Li Xiang, who had been immersed in the wonderful state just now, back to his senses.

He reached out and stroked Xiaodouzi’s head and said:

"Silly boy, stop thinking. If you have anything to say, speak out bravely. If you really don't want too many people to hear it, then tell your mother quietly."

With a sense of mystery, Xiaodouzi took Zhang Ling's hand and came to an uninhabited corner. The two of them lowered their voices and talked.

She completely understood Xiaodouzi's expression and her eyes became moist.

This child's mind is nothing like that of a child.
To be continued...