The atmosphere in the living room was indescribably depressed, all due to the indifferent man sitting opposite Zhang Huaiqing.
"Haha," Zhang Huaiqing smiled, trying to break the deadlock, "We didn't meet formally during the last anniversary of the Xiao family. Speaking of which, your father and I are old friends. You should call me Uncle Zhang."
Xiao Qi's eyes fell on him extremely slowly, and his seemingly empty eyes always revealed a subtle edge.
The moment she caught his gaze, Zhang Huaiqing's heart suddenly trembled, and an indescribable chill quietly grew.
"I want your daughter."
A short sentence, from beginning to end, only six words, even the attitude has no fluctuations, it is light, as if it is describing a normal thing.
From the day he discovered Zhang Yiyi, it was his.
It no longer belonged to her father, no longer belonged to anyone, it was his and his alone.
Zhang Huaiqing was startled at first. Fortunately, he had been in politics for decades, and he had practiced to the point where his emotions and anger were invisible and his kindness was on the surface. Otherwise, he might have been just like an ordinary father, recruiting people to greet him.
The anger in his eyes settled a bit, he smiled lightly, and said unhurriedly, "Xiao Qi, do you know what you are talking about?"
Xiao Qi looked away again, but just confessed that he didn't care about his reaction at all.
Zhang Huaiqing's breathing became a little thick and deep, and he was obviously unhappy, "Xiao Qi, you are young, you may not understand what you said, so I just pretended that I didn't hear it. So, I will
I'll talk to your father." He stood up and said, "I'll arrange a car to take you back."
"she is mine."
No matter how well-educated Zhang Huaiqing is, he is angry now. He is not challenging the authority of a mayor, but a father!
"Xiao Qi, you have gone too far! I warn you, stay away from my daughter!"
"A municipal party committee secretary," Xiao Qi said calmly without raising his head, "in exchange."
Zhang Huaiqing stared at him in disbelief, "What do you mean?"
"In one month, the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of City A will belong to you." Xiao Qi looked back and raised the corners of his lips coquettishly, "Your daughter will belong to me."
Surprisingly, Zhang Huaiqing did not get angry, but looked at him again suspiciously.
Xiao Qi, what is he hiding?
No matter what it was, he knew very well that Xiao Qi's purpose was clear, and his tone of determination was definitely not frivolous.
Zhang Huaiqing turned around, walked a few steps in the living room with his hands behind his back, walked to the corner stand, picked up the scissors, and trimmed the potted plants with his own hands. Xiao Qi had been sitting there quietly, not in a hurry to get his answer.
When he was satisfied with the trimming, Zhang Huaiqing put down the scissors and said while admiring it, "My daughter will not be given to a waste."
Xiao Qi smiled slyly, stood up, opened the door and left without saying hello.
Zhang Huaiqing slowly turned around, looked at the closed door, and lowered his head thoughtfully. At this time, Yiyi came out of the room and asked, "Dad, where is Xiao Qi?"
"gone."
"It's still raining outside, why did you let him go?" Yiyi became anxious, grabbed an umbrella and ran out.