The Overbearing Aura of a King

[An extra chapter for Alliance Leader Snoopy.]

"Daddy, Daddy, Mengmeng was very obedient. I didn't kiss Auntie Feifei at all. And Mommy only lets Mengmeng kiss her after she's washed and smells nice."

Hearing Zhou Fei's words, Mengmeng remembered and, after speaking, waited expectantly for Daddy's praise.

In this regard, Zhang Han had never disappointed the Little Princess.

With a smile, Zhang Han said, "Mengmeng is such a good girl. How about Daddy rewards you with some ice cream later?"

"Okay, okay! Daddy's the best!" Mengmeng beamed.

"Zhang Han, what do you mean? You're really making me mad!" Zhou Fei glared at Zhang Han and said, "Who teaches a child like that? I watched Mengmeng grow up, while you've only been here a few days, and already you're teaching her bad habits!"

"All right, Xiaofei, eat your breakfast. We're going to the company afterward." Ziyan pursed her lips and said, "Besides, I think Zhang Han has a point. Kissing someone's foundation really isn't a good idea."

"Huh?"

Zhou Fei stared wide-eyed and said exaggeratedly, "Fine, fine, your whole family is ganging up on me! Sister Yan, I really misjudged you! Zhang Han's only been here for two days, and you're already following your husband everywhere!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ziyan gave her a fierce look.

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

"Let's go eat, Mengmeng." Zhang Han carried Mengmeng to the dining table.

"Daddy, that tall chair is mine." Mengmeng pointed at the tallest chair.

Zhang Han placed Mengmeng on the chair and sat to her right, preparing to feed her. This had usually been Wang Juan's job, but when she saw Zhang Han taking over, she smiled faintly and went to the kitchen to clean up.

"Mommy, come sit here."

Seeing Ziyan sitting across from her, Mengmeng was a little unhappy. She pointed at the chair on the left and directed her.

"All right, all right, I'll listen to you." Ziyan smiled faintly, picked up her utensils, and sat to Mengmeng's left.

With Mommy on her left and Daddy on her right, Mengmeng raised her little arms, looking happy and blissful.

"Come on, Mengmeng. Have some porridge, then some milk. Eat the egg yolk, too. You can't be picky; egg yolks are very nutritious. Don't eat the pickles. Too much salt isn't good for you..."

Sitting on her right, Zhang Han did not touch his own chopsticks. Instead, he fed Mengmeng one bite at a time. The hint of tenderness in his expression was caught by Ziyan.

With both parents accompanying her, Mengmeng was truly happy. Even the egg yolk she usually disliked was being eaten with relish.

Moreover, ever since she had started spending time with Zhang Han, Mengmeng had become more cheerful. A father's love really was important.

Ziyan sighed inwardly and felt emotional once again.

She and Zhang Han each had their own lives and social circles. They might not necessarily end up together in the future. She really did not know how long Mengmeng's happy days like these would last.

Just thinking about it left her conflicted, because Mengmeng would surely be heartbroken when that day came.

Do I really have to be with Zhang Han?

This question had been lingering in Ziyan's heart recently. Zhang Han had once been a spoiled heir, and now he had fallen on hard times. Although he had shown Ziyan a gentler side, he still was not the kind of person she wanted as her other half.

Love can't be forced.

Ziyan shook her head again. For now, she could only take things one step at a time. Besides, she had been busy lately and had no time to think about personal matters.

That was what she thought. If Zhang Han knew what was on her mind, he would probably curl his lip and say:

I never said I wanted to be with you. You're getting ahead of yourself. Besides, being with me, Immortal Lord Hanyang, would be "settling"?

But Zhang Han had no way of knowing Ziyan's thoughts, and Ziyan would not voice them. Who could say what the future held?

After breakfast, Ziyan and Zhou Fei got up and left. They planned to fine-tune the songs that day, which would be quite a lot of work. Ziyan also wanted to ask Mei Qi about filming the music video.

After they left, the Little Princess had eaten almost enough as well. Zhang Han ate a few bites, then carried Mengmeng to the sofa on the first floor to rest.

After Wang Juan finished cleaning the dining room, she came over and asked with a smile:

"Mr. Zhang, where are you from?"

"I'm from Shangjing," Zhang Han replied.

"Are you used to things here, Mr. Zhang?" Wang Juan asked. She knew that Ziyan had once been a famous star, and she was somewhat curious about Mengmeng's father. But curiosity aside, she did not have a high opinion of Zhang Han.

She always felt that men who moved into a woman's home were not very capable. Ziyan lived in such a large house, and it was in Hong Kong, so she was certainly wealthy. Wang Juan even worried that Zhang Han might be the kind of scumbag who had come to sponge off her.

There were far too many examples like that in society. So far, however, Zhang Han seemed fairly proper. That did not dispel Wang Juan's wariness, though, so she decided to ask him a few simple questions about himself.

"Not bad." Zhang Han replied indifferently, with no intention of chatting with Wang Juan. He picked up Mengmeng, who had been watching television beside the sofa.

"Oh, stinky Daddy! Mengmeng was watching TV!" Mengmeng said unhappily.

"Come on, Mengmeng. Daddy's taking you out to play." Zhang Han kissed her cheek.

"Huh?"

Mengmeng's eyes lit up. She stopped watching television, turned to Zhang Han, and asked happily, "Really?"

"Would you like Daddy to take you to the paradise we visited last night?" Zhang Han asked gently.

"Wow! Yes, yes! Let's go out and play!" Mengmeng became incredibly excited.

Normally, when Mommy was away, Mengmeng was not allowed to go out and play. She could only stay at home. Daddy had just arrived and was already taking her out, making Zhang Han's image soar in Mengmeng's heart.

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

"Daddy will take you upstairs to change." Zhang Han smiled and carried Mengmeng toward the second floor.

Of course she couldn't go out wearing pajamas.

At that moment, Wang Juan's expression stiffened. Normally, whenever Ziyan was away, she did not allow anyone else to take Mengmeng out to play.

Of course, Wang Juan herself was an outsider, and she instinctively regarded Zhang Han as one too. After all, Ziyan had hired her, so she naturally had to ask Ziyan about anything important. She took out her phone, walked toward the kitchen, and called Ziyan:

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

"Where?" Ziyan asked, slightly startled.

She had thought Zhang Han would leave on his own during the day. After all, he still had to deal with that mountain, and the restaurant was still under renovation.

More importantly, deep down, Ziyan did not want Mengmeng spending time 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 only said he wanted to take Mengmeng to some paradise. They've already gone upstairs to change," Wang Juan said quietly.

"Go there?" Ziyan frowned. "What are they going there for? It's hot and sunny outside. Tell Zhang Han to go by himself. All right, Auntie Wang, I have to work. That's all for now."

After saying that, Ziyan hung up and headed straight for Mei Qi's office.

Elsewhere.

Zhang Han changed Mengmeng into a set of clothes: a thin jacket over a short-sleeved shirt and a pair of fashionable blue jeans.

"Let's go!"

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

"Let's go!"

Zhang Han shook his head with a smile. When he reached the first floor, he saw Wang Juan silently waiting by the door.

Just as Zhang Han was about to change his shoes, Wang Juan smiled awkwardly and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang. I just called Miss and asked her. She said she doesn't want Mengmeng to go out. The weather is rather hot, so... If you have something to do..."

Her words clearly carried the meaning of asking him to leave.

"No! I want to go out and play with Daddy!" Mengmeng said angrily when she heard that.

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

"Yes." Wang Juan nodded.

"Then I'll talk to her." Zhang Han took out his phone and tried calling Ziyan to ask what was going on, but she did not answer after two or three attempts.

"She didn't answer?" Zhang Han lowered his phone. He did not intend to keep calling. Looking at Wang Juan, he said flatly, "Tell her later that I don't need her permission to decide where I want to take Mengmeng."

What a joke. Did he need to ask her permission before taking his own daughter out to play?

Even with Zhang Han's indifferent personality, he was somewhat displeased. If this had happened back when he had been a spoiled young heir, he would probably have exploded already.

Now, Zhang Han did not want to quarrel over anything. He had let go of fame and fortune, cared about nothing in the outside world, and wanted no conflict. He only wanted to take good care of Mengmeng and enjoy a carefree rural life.

"This..." Wang Juan's face fell.

Zhang Han ignored her. He put a pair of white sneakers on Mengmeng, slipped on his own casual shoes, and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Wang Juan hurriedly moved in front of him and blocked his way. With a bitter smile, she said, "Mr. Zhang, please don't make things difficult for me. If I let Mengmeng go out, Miss will blame me when she comes back."

"Oh? You're afraid she'll blame you, but not afraid I'll blame you?" Zhang Han's gaze sharpened.

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

Wang Juan was still trying to persuade him when Mengmeng angrily interrupted, "Old witch, you—you move! If you keep blocking us, I'll have Daddy hit you!"

Children learned incredibly quickly. Zhou Fei had called someone an "old witch" a few times at home, and Mengmeng had remembered it.

Wang Juan's expression froze. She was quite helpless. She did not want to play the villain either, but she had no choice. She had to obey Miss's orders.

"It's fine. Don't worry. Ziyan won't blame you." Zhang Han gave a faint smile and tried to go around Wang Juan, but she blocked him again.

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

This time, Zhang Han's expression turned cold. You think I'm harmless just because I haven't shown my claws?

He stared at Wang Juan calmly, but it was like an emperor looking down at a commoner. Then Zhang Han softly uttered two words:

"Move aside."

His voice was calm, yet Wang Juan felt an astonishing pressure!

She had only felt that kind of pressure from people who had occupied positions of power for a long time. Moreover, the pressure she felt from Zhang Han was the strongest she had ever experienced, without exception. She could not understand why Zhang Han was giving her such immense pressure.

Wang Juan was briefly dazed, but in the end, she stepped aside.

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

"Ah."

Wang Juan sighed. Working in a powerful person's household paid well, but it was not easy.