King's Aura

[Bonus Chapter for Ally Snoopy]

"Daddy, Daddy, Mengmeng was so good! I didn't kiss Auntie Fei or Mommy. They only let Mengmeng kiss them after they wash up," Mengmeng said.

Hearing Zhou Fei's words, Mengmeng remembered and waited expectantly for her daddy's praise.

Zhang Han had never disappointed the Little Princess in this regard.

Zhang Han said with a smile, "Mengmeng, you're so good. Daddy will reward you with ice cream later, okay?"

"Okay, okay! Daddy is the best!" Mengmeng giggled happily.

"Zhang Han, what do you mean by that! You're making me so mad!" Zhou Fei glared at Zhang Han and said, "How can you teach a child like that? I watched Mengmeng grow up, and you've only been here a few days, but you're already teaching her badly!"

"Alright, Xiao Fei, let's eat. We'll go to the company after dinner," Ziyan said, pursing her lips. "Besides, I think what Zhang Han said makes sense. Kissing foundation isn't really good."

"Ah?"

Zhou Fei was stunned and widened her eyes. In an exaggerated tone, she said, "Fine, fine, fine! You're all ganging up on me. Yan Jie, I really misjudged you! Zhang Han has only been here two days, and you're already following your husband's lead!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ziyan shot her a fierce glare.

"Hee hee hee, let's eat, let's eat!" Zhou Fei giggled and ran to the dining table.

"Let's go eat," Zhang Han said, carrying Mengmeng to the table.

"Daddy, that tall chair is mine," Mengmeng said, pointing to the highest chair.

Zhang Han placed Mengmeng in the chair and sat to her right, preparing to feed her. This was usually Wang Juan's job, but seeing Zhang Han about to take over, Wang Juan smiled slightly and went to clean up the kitchen.

"Mommy, you sit here."

Seeing Ziyan sitting opposite her, Mengmeng was a little unhappy. She pointed to the chair on her left and instructed.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you," Ziyan said with a slight smile, taking her cutlery and sitting to Mengmeng's left.

Seeing Mommy on her left and Daddy on her right, Mengmeng raised her little arms, looking happy and content.

"Come, Mengmeng, have some porridge, then some milk, and eat the egg yolk. Don't be picky. Egg yolk is the most nutritious. Don't eat the pickles; too much salt isn't good..."

Zhang Han sat on the right, not touching his own chopsticks. Instead, he fed Mengmeng mouthful by mouthful. Ziyan noticed the tenderness in his expression.

Mengmeng was truly happy to have both parents with her. Even though she usually didn't like eating egg yolk, she was eating it with relish now.

Moreover, since interacting with Zhang Han, Mengmeng had become more cheerful. Father's love was truly important.

Ziyan sighed inwardly, lamenting once again.

She and Zhang Han had their own lives and their own circles. They might not end up together in the future. She didn't know how long Mengmeng's happy times would last.

Thinking about it made her feel conflicted because Mengmeng would be very sad then.

Do I really have to be with Zhang Han?

This question had been lingering in Ziyan's mind. Zhang Han used to be a spoiled rich kid, and now he was down on his luck. Although she saw a softer side to him, he was still not the type of person she envisioned as her other half.

Love can't be settled for.

Ziyan shook her head again. She could only take things one step at a time. Besides, she was very busy lately and didn't have time to consider personal matters.

She thought to herself that if Zhang Han knew her thoughts, he would probably pout and say, I haven't even said I want to be with you, and you're already assuming. Besides, being with me, Immortal Lord Hanyang, is settling?

But Zhang Han wouldn't know Ziyan's thoughts, and Ziyan wouldn't voice her current thoughts. Who could predict the future?

After the meal, Ziyan and Zhou Fei got up to leave. They planned to revise those songs today, which was a considerable amount of work. Ziyan also wanted to ask Mei Qi about filming the MV.

After they left, the Little Princess was almost done eating. Zhang Han ate a few bites and then carried Mengmeng to the sofa downstairs to rest.

Wang Juan finished cleaning the dining room and walked over, asking with a smile, "Where are you from, Mr. Zhang?"

"Shangjing," Zhang Han replied.

"Are you getting used to it here, Mr. Zhang?" Wang Juan asked. She knew Ziyan used to be a big star and was somewhat curious about Mengmeng's father. However, despite her curiosity, her evaluation of Zhang Han wasn't high.

She felt that men who came to live with women weren't very capable. Ziyan lived in such a large house, and in Hong Kong no less, so she must be wealthy. Wang Juan was worried that Zhang Han might be a scumbag looking to extort money.

After all, there were too many such examples in society. However, Zhang Han seemed decent so far, but this didn't alleviate Wang Juan's wariness. She decided to ask a few simple questions about Zhang Han's situation.

"It's okay," Zhang Han replied indifferently, showing no intention of chatting with Wang Juan. He picked up Mengmeng, who was watching TV by the sofa.

"Hey! Stinky Daddy, Mengmeng is watching TV," Mengmeng said with displeasure.

"Mengmeng, Daddy will take you out to play," Zhang Han said, kissing Mengmeng's cheek.

"Huh?"

Mengmeng's eyes lit up. She stopped watching TV and turned to look at Zhang Han, saying happily, "Really?"

"How about Daddy take you to the paradise we went to last night?" Zhang Han said softly.

"Wow! Okay, okay! Let's go play!" Mengmeng became extremely happy.

Usually, when Mommy wasn't around, Mengmeng couldn't go out to play and had to stay at home. As soon as Daddy arrived, he took her out to play, which immediately made Zhang Han's image in Mengmeng's heart soar.

"Mwah, mwah, mwah." Mengmeng kissed Zhang Han's cheeks several times.

"Dad will take you to change clothes," Zhang Han smiled and carried Mengmeng upstairs.

You can't wear pajamas when you go out, of course.

At this moment, Wang Juan's expression on the side faltered. Normally, if Ziyan wasn't around, she wouldn't allow anyone else to take Mengmeng out to play.

Of course, Wang Juan considered herself an outsider, and subconsciously treated Zhang Han as an outsider as well. After all, she was hired by Ziyan, so she naturally had to ask Ziyan about anything. Thus, she took out her phone, walked towards the kitchen, and dialed Ziyan's number:

"Hello, Young Miss, Mengmeng's father wants to take her out to play."

"Where to?" Ziyan was slightly taken aback.

She had originally thought Zhang Han would leave on his own during the day. He still had that mountain to manage, and the restaurant was still under renovation.

More importantly, Ziyan's complicated feelings made her not want Mengmeng to interact with Zhang Han every day. She was genuinely afraid that one day Zhang Han might take Mengmeng away from her.

"I don't know. He just said he's taking Mengmeng to some paradise. They've already gone upstairs to change," Wang Juan said in a low voice.

"To that place?" Ziyan frowned and said, "Why go there? It's sunny and windy. Let Zhang Han go by himself. Alright, Aunt Wang, I need to work now. That's all for now."

After speaking, Ziyan hung up the phone and walked directly to Mei Qi's office.

Meanwhile.

Zhang Han changed Mengmeng into a thin jacket over a short-sleeved shirt, with trendy blue jeans on the bottom.

"Let's go!"

Mengmeng stretched out her little arms in Zhang Han's embrace and said excitedly.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Han smiled and shook his head. When he reached the first floor, he saw Wang Juan standing silently by the door, waiting.

Just as Zhang Han was about to change his shoes, Wang Juan gave an awkward smile and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang. I just called the Young Miss, and she said she doesn't want Mengmeng to go out. It's a bit hot outside, so... If you have something to do, Mr. Zhang..."

Her words clearly implied she wanted him to leave.

"No! I want to go out and play with Daddy!" Mengmeng said angrily upon hearing this.

"She told you that?" Zhang Han glanced at Wang Juan.

"Yes," Wang Juan nodded.

"Then I'll talk to her." Zhang Han took out his phone, intending to call Ziyan to ask what was going on, but after trying two or three times, she didn't answer.

"She didn't pick up?" Zhang Han put down his phone, not intending to call again. He looked at Wang Juan and said calmly, "Tell her later that I don't need her permission to take Mengmeng out to play."

What a joke? He needed to ask for permission to take his own daughter out to play?

Even with Zhang Han's usually calm demeanor, he felt a bit displeased. If this were when Zhang Han was still a pampered young master, he would have exploded by now.

Now, Zhang Han didn't want to bother with anything. He was indifferent to fame and fortune, detached from worldly affairs, and didn't want conflict. He just wanted to take good care of Mengmeng and enjoy a carefree pastoral life.

"This..." Wang Juan's face contorted in distress.

Zhang Han ignored her, put a pair of small white sneakers on Mengmeng, put on his own casual shoes, and was about to walk out.

Seeing this, Wang Juan quickly stepped sideways to block him, forcing a bitter smile. "Mr. Zhang, please don't make things difficult for me. If I let Mengmeng go out, the Young Miss will blame me when she returns."

"Oh? You're afraid of her blaming you, but not me?" Zhang Han's gaze sharpened.

"I really can't, Mr. Zhang..."

Wang Juan was about to try and persuade him further when Mengmeng interrupted angrily, "Old witch, you, you hurry up and move aside! If you block us, I'll let Daddy hit you!"

Children learn incredibly fast. Zhou Fei had muttered 'old witch' a few times at home, and Mengmeng had remembered it.

Wang Juan's expression froze. She felt quite helpless. She didn't want to be the bad guy, but she had no choice. She had to obey the Young Miss's orders.

"It's okay, don't worry. Ziyan won't blame you," Zhang Han said with a faint smile, trying to get around Wang Juan. But she blocked him again.

"Mr. Zhang, please understand. I'm in a difficult position too," Wang Juan said bitterly.

This time, Zhang Han's expression turned cold. Did she think he was a pushover just because he wasn't acting tough?

His gaze fixed on Wang Juan. His expression was calm, but it was like an emperor looking down at a commoner. Zhang Han spoke two simple words:

"Move aside."

His words were plain, yet Wang Juan felt an astonishing pressure!

She had only ever felt this kind of pressure from people who held high positions for a long time. And the pressure she felt from Zhang Han was the greatest she had ever experienced, bar none. She couldn't understand why Zhang Han exerted such immense pressure on her.

Wang Juan was momentarily dazed, and finally, she stepped aside.

Zhang Han gave her a faint glance, then carried Mengmeng out.

"Sigh."

Wang Juan sighed. Working for a powerful family was not simple, despite the high salary.