Territory Planning

Zhang Han had three chances to transform the territory according to his wishes. After those three chances, he would have to do anything else himself.

The power of transformation was not endless either. The Thunder Sun Tree had limited energy, and Zhang Han needed to absorb some of it to advance to the Qi Refining Stage. What he needed alone would consume more than half the energy. Planting the Yuanqing Tree on the mountaintop would also require twenty percent of the energy to ensure its growth.

The energy left over was simply not enough to support so many projects.

"This really is a tough problem!"

Zhang Han rubbed his head, feeling rather troubled, and could only give up on the idea of completing everything in one step.

"Forget it. Meals have to be eaten one bite at a time, and roads have to be traveled one step at a time. Besides, Mengmeng is still young. She doesn't need a pastoral life so soon."

Helplessly, Zhang Han temporarily shelved the residential area, the amusement area on the front mountain, and the sightseeing area. The pet area on the rear mountain was still undecided. The first things he needed to arrange were the planting area and the poultry area.

After making his plans, Zhang Han went online and opened a satellite map of Hong Kong, observing the mountains' sizes and locations.

It had to be said that Hong Kong had many mountains. However, as someone who prioritized enjoying life, Zhang Han first chose mountains near the sea. That way, he could enjoy the ocean scenery whenever he lived on the mountain.

After observing for a long time, he found that most of the mountains covered a large area. As a perfectionist, Zhang Han wanted a place that was just right—large enough to contain all those areas, but not too large. After observing for an hour, he finally wrote down seven addresses on a sheet of paper.

They were all near the sea and moderate in size. These were his first targets.

"I hope one of them is a blessed land!"

Zhang Han murmured softly. Feeling somewhat tired, he planned to go rest.

Just as he stood up, his phone rang.

It's so late. Who's calling?

Zhang Han took the phone from his pocket. When he saw the caller, he froze.

Ziyan?

After answering, Ziyan's murderous voice came through the phone:

"Where are you!"

"I'm at the hotel."

Zhang Han answered calmly.

This was probably his first real conversation with Ziyan?

To be honest, Zhang Han felt a little complicated at that moment. He could not treat Ziyan as calmly as he treated everyone else.

Maybe... because she's Mengmeng's mother.

Zhang Han murmured inwardly.

As for Ziyan, he would simply follow his true feelings—not deliberately, not pretentiously, just going with the flow.

"The hotel?"

Ziyan frowned, then relaxed again.

Looks like this blockhead really does care about Emily. Otherwise, he wouldn't have abandoned that filthy, messy apartment to stay in a hotel.

"Which hotel are you at?" Ziyan's voice softened.

"Fuji Hotel," Zhang Han answered briefly.

Seeing that Zhang Han seemed uninterested in talking, Ziyan grew angry.

I'm already being patient and talking to you, and you're still acting so indifferent. What do you mean by that?

Thus, she said irritably, "Send me your location on WeChat!"

After saying that, Ziyan rolled her eyes to herself and hung up forcefully.

"What's wrong with this woman?"

Zhang Han pursed his lips, puzzled. He had just arrived in Hong Kong, and Ziyan already wanted to come after him? How had she found out he was in Hong Kong?

Oh, right. She must have heard the airport announcements while talking to Mengmeng on the phone.

Zhang Han opened WeChat and sent his location directly to Ziyan.

"Ring ring..."

Two seconds later, his phone rang again. He answered.

"Zhang Han!"

Ziyan's furious voice came through.

"What happened?" Zhang Han jumped.

As expected of a singer. Even a technological product like a phone could not block her remarkably penetrating voice.

"You're in Hong Kong? Why didn't you tell me? How dare you take Emily to Hong Kong without telling me? You made me rush to Shangjing overnight! You're up to no good!" Ziyan said in one breath.

She was furious enough to grind her teeth. She had already been exhausted after a busy day at the company, yet she had still rushed through the night to Shangjing. After arriving at Zhang Han's home by car, she had found it empty!

"You didn't ask," Zhang Han said innocently.

"So you won't tell me unless I ask?" Ziyan grew even angrier and gritted her teeth. "You—you just wait!"

After saying that, she hung up immediately.

"Bad temper."

Zhang Han did not take it to heart. He stretched, feeling a long-lost weariness, then walked toward the bedroom to hug his daughter to sleep. Along the way, he muttered:

"She's probably on her period."

Meanwhile, beneath the apartment building where Zhang Han lived in Shangjing—

"Yawn..." Zhou Fei covered a yawn and said, "Sis, he ran off to Hong Kong. What should we do? Should we book plane tickets back to Hong Kong right now?"

When it came to her daughter, Ziyan had always been decisive. Although it was already late at night, Zhou Fei had no doubt that Ziyan would rush back overnight.

"Forget it. Let's find a hotel and rest first. We'll go back tomorrow." Ziyan shook her head.

On the way to the hotel, Ziyan was distracted.

He was willing to leave Shangjing?

As for Zhang Han, the father of her child, Ziyan had kept an eye on him over the past few years. She naturally had some friends in Shangjing, and after asking around, she had learned about the plight of this fallen young master. She also knew that Zhang Han had stubbornly refused to leave.

Perhaps it's because of his daughter.

Could he have chosen to go to Hong Kong because of me?

At that thought, Ziyan's emotions inexplicably became slightly flustered.

Early the next morning, Zhang Han was sleeping soundly when Mengmeng's renewed crying woke him.

"What's wrong, Mengmeng?"

Zhang Han shook his head, picked up Little Princess, and asked gently, "Did you have another bad dream?"

Mengmeng did not answer. She simply kept crying.

It took Zhang Han quite a while to figure out what was wrong.

The little girl had wet the bed, and her diaper was nearly soaked through.

"Daddy will change your clothes. Don't cry." Zhang Han hurriedly changed the little girl's clothes.

After Zhang Han made Little Princess a cup of milk, she gradually stopped crying once she began drinking. Seeing her looking shy and bashful, Zhang Han immediately understood.

He said with a laugh, "Mengmeng, you're not even four yet. Wetting the bed is perfectly normal for children under five."

"Mm-hmm~" Mengmeng twisted her little body.

"Haha..." Zhang Han smiled and rubbed Little Princess's head. "Daddy will take you out to play today. Let's go to... Disneyland."

"Huh?" Mengmeng froze, then put down her bottle and clapped happily. "Yay, yay! Let's go play at Disneyland."

"Let's go wake Auntie up." Zhang Han carried Mengmeng to the second bedroom.

Under Zhang Han's lessons in courage, Mengmeng called out in her childish voice:

"Auntie, Auntie, the sun's already shining on your bottom and you're still not awake! How embarrassing! If you don't get up, we're going out to play by ourselves!"

At Little Princess's shouting, Zhang Li woke up as well. After seeing that it was only eight o'clock, she sighed in frustration.

After getting ready, Zhang Li opened the door and walked out. Seeing Zhang Han and Mengmeng playing on the sofa, she glared at Zhang Han and said:

"Bro, it's only eight o'clock."

"What do you mean, 'only'? It's already eight, and you're still sleeping in. Go wash up. We're going to Disneyland later." Zhang Han urged her.

"Fine, fine, I'll hurry, okay?" Zhang Li curled her lips.

After Zhang Li finished washing up and was about to leave, she looked at the thinly dressed Little Princess and shook her head. "No, Bro. You need to bring Mengmeng a jacket."

"What do we need a jacket for?" Zhang Han asked, puzzled.

The temperature in Hong Kong was still quite high. Even though it was already autumn in October, people would work up a sweat just walking outside.

"Aren't we going to Disneyland? The indoor temperature there is very low, while the outdoor temperature is high. What if the sudden change in temperature gives Mengmeng a cold? You're a father now, Bro. You need to pay attention to these common-sense things." Zhang Li explained.

"Oh, right." Zhang Han nodded and went back to get Mengmeng a cartoon jacket.

Women really were always more attentive than men.

After having a simple breakfast in the hotel restaurant, Zhang Han took his daughter out for their first day of sightseeing.

Zhang Han had never been to Disneyland in Hong Kong. Zhang Li took on the role of host instead—or, to put it plainly, the role of lackey.

At the entrance to Disneyland, Zhang Han carried Little Princess and stood in the shade while Zhang Li stood under the sun in line to buy tickets.

Disneyland was, after all, a world-class amusement park. Although it did not have the Ferris wheel found in ordinary amusement parks, it offered even more entertainment for children. The various fairytale-themed areas were immensely popular with kids.

However, Mengmeng was only a little over three years old and not even a meter tall, so there were many attractions she could not ride.

"Wow, there are so many people! Daddy, look at that balloon! It's so big! Look over there, look over there..."

Mengmeng giggled happily, her large eyes darting around with delight.

After entering Disneyland, their first stop was Main Street, U.S.A. It was actually just a shopping street, with souvenir shops on both sides. Zhang Han had no intention of wasting time there, so he waved for Zhang Li to take a few pictures of him and Mengmeng.

After taking the photos, they went straight to the second stop, Grizzly Gulch.

"Daddy." Mengmeng looked aggrieved as she pointed at the Mine Train and asked pitifully, "Why can't I ride it?"

"Because Mengmeng is still too small. Once you grow to one meter ten, you'll be able to ride it." Zhang Li smiled and pinched Mengmeng's cheek.

Since they could not ride the Mine Train, they could only go to the Geyser Gulch. After taking a few pictures, they went to the third stop, Mystic Manor.

"Daddy, scary..."

Mengmeng squeezed into Zhang Han's arms, secretly peeking at the surroundings with her big eyes.

Mystic Manor was exquisitely made, and its effects were excellent. The slightly chilly atmosphere made Little Princess a little frightened.

"Then let's play somewhere else."

Zhang Han smiled faintly and carried Little Princess to Fantasy Gardens. It was also a place for taking pictures, but walking around it once soon became boring.

"It's almost twelve. Let's go to Adventureland. There's a Lion King celebration show there at exactly twelve." Zhang Li glanced at her watch and said.

"Set... go!" Little Princess raised her hand.

When they reached Adventureland, it was exactly five minutes before noon. Zhang Han carried Mengmeng and sat in the third row, near the aisle.

Seeing the adorable actors from one fairytale after another, Mengmeng waved her hands and feet in her father's arms, utterly thrilled!

The actors performed entirely in English. For Zhang Han, whose English was only mediocre, it was all he could do to make out a few simple phrases.

Mengmeng was different. Having been born in North America, she understood spoken English perfectly.