Mengmeng's Invitation

Hotel front desk.

"I'd like a presidential... standard room," Zhang Han cut himself off in time.

The reason he stopped himself was because he... was out of money again.

He had a total of 19.6 million. After spending 12 million on renting the mountain, he had 7.6 million left.

Three million for rent, 500,000 for labor, 500,000 for tiles, 300,000 for auxiliary materials, 1 million for the TV background wall, 500,000 for furniture, and 1.1 million for the piano, totaling 6.9 million. This meant that after Zhang Han signed the mountain rental contract tomorrow, he would only have about 700,000 left, not enough to afford a presidential suite.

"Pfft..." The receptionist couldn't help but chuckle. She smilingly handed him a room card and said, "Here, your presidential standard room."

Zhang Han gave the giggling girl a confused look.

According to the hotel's standards and strict regulations, even if his words were a bit contradictory, they shouldn't laugh openly!

He figured she must be a young lady from a wealthy family trying out life here.

Taking the room card, Zhang Han didn't go upstairs immediately. Instead, he had dinner at the restaurant.

It was seven o'clock when Liu Meng called to tell Zhang Han to come find him at nine the next morning to sign the contract.

Back in his room, Zhang Han lay on the bed, his eyes on the TV, but his thoughts were filled with the adorable Little Princess.

He missed his daughter.

Meanwhile, at Cloud Sound Garden, Ziyan and Zhou Fei had just opened the door and walked in.

"Finally, we've finished selecting a hundred trash songs!" Zhou Fei said irritably, her face full of exhaustion.

"You've worked hard, Xiao Fei," Ziyan smiled gently. "Tomorrow, we'll narrow it down to twelve songs, and it won't be so painful after that."

Listening to music should be a beautiful thing. A good song can indirectly influence people's moods. Cheerful songs can make people happy, sad songs can bring tears to their eyes, and melodious songs can relax tense nerves.

But the songs Ziyan and Zhou Fei were listening to were torture for them!

It was bad enough that they were unpleasant, but they should at least have some limits! Some songs were simply unbearable to listen to. Even so, the two of them had listened to hundreds of songs. These past two days had truly been an ordeal.

"Sister Yan, if you had four truly excellent songs, this album would still cause quite a stir. But these songs are really too bad," Zhou Fei said indignantly. "And I heard that besides Xu Ruoyu's eight excellent songs, another third-tier singer also got two excellent songs. That old witch clearly gave you those to make up the numbers. I think we shouldn't go head-to-head with Xu Ruoyu on the fifteenth."

Ziyan frowned upon hearing this and stubbornly said, "No, we'll release it on the fifteenth!"

As one of the hottest stars in Huaguo back in the day, Ziyan had her pride!

How could a mere Xu Ruoyu make her back down?

"Alright, then we'll give it another shot!" Zhou Fei smiled and shook her head, feeling a little helpless. She knew it was useless to persuade her. Ziyan was very stubborn about this matter, and her previous words were just venting.

"Let's go see Mengmeng," Ziyan shook her head, smiled slightly, changed into her slippers, and walked towards the second floor.

Only when facing her daughter would Ziyan often show a smile.

"You've forgotten your friends since having a daughter, hmph," Zhou Fei rolled her eyes to herself and mumbled, "Mengmeng, Mengmeng, she says it so smoothly. Didn't she disagree with that guy naming her?"

As she reached the stairs, she heard the Little Princess crying "wuwuwu" on the second floor.

"What's wrong, Mengmeng?" Ziyan hurried over when she saw this and scooped the Little Princess into her arms.

The nanny, Wang Juan, looked a little uneasy. The Little Princess was crying for no apparent reason, and she had no idea why.

"I miss my Daddy very much."

Normally, Mengmeng could speak Mandarin, albeit with an imperfect accent, but when she was anxious, she would still express herself in English.

Ziyan's expression froze upon hearing this, and she said in a helpless tone, "Didn't I tell you? Your Daddy will come to see you after he finishes his work."

"But, but I want to see him now, Mommy. Can you ask Daddy to come stay with Mengmeng?" Mengmeng said pitifully.

"Mengmeng!" Ziyan frowned slightly. "If you keep acting up, Mommy will get angry!"

"Wuwuwu, I don't want you to hold me anymore." Mengmeng began to struggle in Ziyan's arms, looking heartbroken.

Seeing this, Ziyan felt both angry and helpless.

Why? After only five days together, she was like this?

However, when Ziyan's gaze fell upon a father-child interaction program being shown on TV, she finally understood.

Sighing softly, she asked Auntie Wang to turn off the TV and said gently, "Mengmeng, don't cry anymore, be good. Mommy loves you very much too. Tell Mommy why you miss Daddy?"

"I just want to play with Daddy," Mengmeng said softly.

"What do you play with your Daddy? Is it fun?" Ziyan tried to distract Mengmeng.

"It's so fun! Daddy took me to the mountains, there were so many cars. Daddy drove really fast, and the engine was so loud. Those bad guys also said bad things about Daddy, and then they all praised Daddy for being amazing," Mengmeng stopped crying and answered thoughtfully.

Ziyan's face darkened as she listened!

That scoundrel! He took his daughter go-karting? What a scoundrel!

She was furious, but Ziyan maintained a smile on her face and asked, "What else did your Daddy take you to do?"

"I also rode a big bird and went to Disneyland. Mommy, Disneyland is so fun, there are so many fun things there. Mengmeng wants to go again." Mengmeng's eyes lit up when she mentioned Disneyland.

Ziyan's expression showed a hint of loss and self-reproach.

Mengmeng had never been to an amusement park since she was born.

If Zhang Han hadn't taken Mengmeng to play and left a deep impression on her, Ziyan wouldn't have made this decision. She heard Ziyan say:

"Mengmeng, how about Mommy takes you to Disneyland the day after tomorrow?"

She decided to work her hardest tomorrow and spend the day after tomorrow playing with Mengmeng.

"Huh?"

Mengmeng was stunned at first, then her eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands happily, exclaiming: "Okay, okay, let's go to Disneyland, let's go to Disneyland! Mommy is the best!"

After speaking, Mengmeng pouted adorably and gave Ziyan a kiss on the cheek.

Zhou Fei, who was standing nearby, smiled and said, "Mengmeng, give Auntie Feifei a kiss too."

After speaking, Zhou Fei leaned down, waiting for the Little Princess's kiss, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement.

"Ahem, I won't kiss," Mengmeng said, shaking her head with clear eyes.

"Oh!" Zhou Fei was stunned for a moment and said indignantly, "Little girl, you used to kiss Auntie when I asked you to. What's changed now? Hmph! Hurry up and kiss me, or Auntie Feifei will get angry."

"No, I won't kiss," Mengmeng immediately hid in Ziyan's arms.

Seeing this, Ziyan thought Mengmeng was a little shy, and a suppressed smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Zhou Fei pouted and said, "Mengmeng, don't you like Auntie Feifei anymore?"

"I do..." Mengmeng replied in her childlike voice.

"Then why won't you kiss Auntie?" Zhou Fei was very confused.

"Daddy said I can't kiss," Mengmeng said earnestly, "Daddy said that besides Daddy and Mommy, Mengmeng can't kiss anyone, or she'll get sick."

Zhou Fei's expression stiffened.

Seeing this, Ziyan couldn't help but laugh. Zhou Fei, with her sharp tongue, would only be stumped by Mengmeng. Seeing her flustered, Ziyan found it amusing.

However, Mengmeng's next sentence made Ziyan's face darken.

"Daddy, Daddy also said that I should kiss Mommy less too, because, because I'll get a mouth full of foundation, and Daddy said that stuff isn't clean," Mengmeng recalled what Zhang Han had told her.

"Pfft..." Seeing Ziyan's dark expression, it was Zhou Fei's turn to laugh.

"Your daddy is right. From now on, I'll see if you even kiss your mom!" Zhou Fei muttered.

"That scoundrel!" Ziyan gritted her teeth in anger.

"Hmph! Mommy, don't say bad things about Daddy. Mommy, I want to talk to Daddy, can I call him?" the Little Princess said in her childlike voice.

"Okay! I'll call!" Ziyan immediately took out her phone and dialed Zhang Han's number.

"Zhang Han!" As soon as the call connected, Ziyan said irritably, "What are you teaching Mengmeng? What's wrong with Mengmeng kissing me? Do I have a lot of foundation on my face? I hardly wear makeup, you know! Besides, that light makeup isn't anything! Hmph! You stubborn old fool! Mengmeng wants to talk to you!"

Ziyan finished in one breath. Mengmeng was a little unhappy when she first heard it, but when she saw Ziyan handing her the phone, she happily took it.

"What's with this woman? Is she on her period?"

Just as Zhang Han was thinking, Mengmeng's voice came from the phone.

"Zhang Han! Guess who I am?" Mengmeng said, imitating Mommy's tone.

"Let me guess... you are... the beautiful and cute Little Princess Mengmeng?" Zhang Han said softly.

"No, no, I'm not Mengmeng, I, I'm Yanyan!" Mengmeng pretended.

Zhou Fei couldn't help but laugh when she heard this, and Ziyan rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"Yanyan?" Zhang Han chuckled, his tone deepening, "Ahem, Yanyan, where is Mengmeng? I miss her, let her take the phone!"

"Mmm, okay, wait a moment," Mengmeng said, mimicking the way, she took the phone away from her ear, and two seconds later, she brought it back and said in her childlike voice, "Daddy, it's Mengmeng, I miss you so much."

"Hahaha..." Zhang Han burst out laughing, "Daddy misses you too."

"Daddy, when will you come to play with me?" Mengmeng asked.

"I'll pick you up in a week."

"Oh, that's still many days away. By the way, Daddy, Mommy is taking me to Disneyland the day after tomorrow. Can you come too, Daddy?" Mengmeng directly extended her invitation.

"Okay."

Hearing Daddy agree, Mengmeng giggled, extremely happy. She said a lot more before hanging up.

"Mommy, Mommy, Daddy said he's not going to Disneyland this time, he wants to go to another amusement park," Mengmeng said, raising her little palm.

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