Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 2 Yingzi opens the door, Daddy
Zhao Hao saw Song Qian in an embarrassing situation, so he took the initiative to step forward and suggested to her:
"Sister Song, why don't you give me the key to the house and I'll go check it out myself. If possible, I'll find someone to clean the room and move it over tomorrow. Do you think that's okay?"

"This... Okay." Song Qian looked at her daughter who was full of doubts in front of her. After a moment of hesitation, she agreed to Zhao Hao's suggestion and took the house key out of her bag and handed it to him.

When she handed the key to Zhao Hao, she did not forget to say:

“This house faces south and gets plenty of sunshine. It is also surrounded by families facing college entrance examinations, so there will be no noise to disturb your life.

You also know which building and floor the house is on, so I won’t take you there. If you have any problems after the inspection, just call me directly and I will deal with it for you as soon as possible. "

Zhao Hao smiled and nodded, said thank you to her and turned to leave. Before leaving, he and Qiao Yingzi looked at each other. The latter's clear eyes were full of vigilance, as if he was afraid that he would take Song Qian away from him. As if snatched away.

This little girl looked fair and innocent, but she didn't expect to be quite vigilant.

After he left, Song Qian also came out of her embarrassment. She grabbed her daughter and prepared to go home.

"Mom, your flowers~" Qiao Yingzi gently broke away from her mother's hand, walked to the flowers and bent down to pick up the tulips that Song Qian threw to the ground.

She looked at the bouquet with her eyes, but didn't find any letterhead or anything like that. It was just an ordinary and fresh bouquet of tulips.

Could it be that my mother really bought this for home decoration?
Qiao Yingzi raised her head suspiciously, and saw her mother looking at her, brushing her little face to add a little rosy color.

"Mom, your flowers!" Qiao Yingzi walked forward with a smile and handed the tulips she had inspected to Song Qian again.

"Take it, and when you get home, you can find a vase and put the flowers in the living room for decoration." Song Qian did not reach out to take the flowers handed over by her daughter, but took her arm and walked home.

Back home, Song Qian deliberately took out the house rental contract from her bag and asked Qiao Yingzi to put it in the cabinet where she usually kept the contract.

Qiao Yingzi said "Oh", walked into her mother's room with the contract in hand, and put the contract in the bottom drawer of the bedside table.

The mother and daughter then sat in the living room, opened the tulips together, and put them into a vase with water.

The tension in Song Qian's heart finally disappeared. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and asked her daughter to go back to her room to rest, while she got up and went to the kitchen to start preparing lunch.

Zhao Hao on the other side walked to his rented house relaxedly and happily. After checking it and finding that there was no big problem, he directly contacted the housekeeping company to clean it.

After arranging everything, Zhao Hao left Shuxiang Yayuan, had something to eat at a nearby restaurant, and then returned to the hotel.

While lying on the bed, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Song Qian, who was having lunch with his daughter, telling her that he had inspected the house, was arranging for cleaning, and would move in directly tomorrow.

Song Qian felt her cell phone vibrate in her pants pocket, but she ignored it and continued to pick up food for her daughter with chopsticks. She kept telling her to study hard and work hard to get into Qingbei.

Qiao Yingzi, who couldn't stop eating, frowned slightly, feeling more and more disgusted with her mother's ardent expectations. But when she thought of her mother taking care of herself alone after the divorce, she was too embarrassed to go along with her mother, so she had to stay silent.

After mother and daughter finished lunch, Qiao Yingzi got up and went back to her room to take a nap, while Song Qian put away the dishes and chopsticks and returned to her room to take a nap.

She sat on the bedside and took out her mobile phone to set an alarm, but she saw the message Zhao Hao sent her.

After much hesitation, she clicked on the dialog box.I wanted to reply with "I know", but felt that this kind of reply was too cold and inappropriate, so I deleted the typed words and started thinking again.

Zhao Hao, who was waiting for a reply in the hotel bed, watched the dialog box change from what the other party was typing to Song Qian who was making notes, and then to what the other party was typing.

Five minutes later, Song Qian still replied, "I understand. If you have any questions, just contact me."

Zhao Hao raised the corner of his mouth and replied very quickly:
"Your action of throwing flowers today is very funny. You are afraid of being misunderstood by your daughter. Do you need me to explain it to Yingzi? Adolescent girls like her are prone to overthinking, so I can explain it." "No, I have already told my daughter I have already explained it, but if you come here again, it will be superfluous, and it will easily cause my daughter to misunderstand." Song Qian nervously refused.

"You threw away the tulips, right? I'll give you another bouquet. I feel like you and the flowers match well." Zhao Hao tentatively asked.

"The flowers were not thrown away. They are in the vase in my living room now. Don't give me flowers in the future. I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings." Song Qian still refused, but her tone was much softer than before.

Before Zhao Hao could say anything else, Song Qian sent over the photo of tulips she took.

"It looks good, it looks really good." Zhao Hao praised it repeatedly.

"This flower is quite beautiful. Putting it in my living room gives it a fresher smell. It is not as boring as before." Song Qian also said.

"What I praise is not that the flowers are beautiful, but that the photo of you and your daughter behind the flowers is beautiful. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I wouldn't have believed your daughter." Zhao Hao said sincerely.

Song Qian was a little embarrassed to be praised like this by him, and she didn't know how to reply for a moment. She thought about it for a long time before replying: "Yes, my daughter will be eighteen in the blink of an eye, and I will be old too."

Whenever a woman says this, she must be doubting her own charm in her heart, and she is also testing in disguise whether a man will answer her this way.

Zhao Hao did not rush to reply, but deliberately waited for 30 seconds before replying:
"According to scientific research, with the development of society, the most attractive age for women has become around 35 years old. You are the most attractive when you are the most attractive. Why do you say you are older?"

After seeing the reply, Song Qian subconsciously touched her cheek, then stood up and looked in the mirror.

The reflection of herself in the mirror was indeed well maintained, and her figure was almost the same as when she was about 20 years old. She couldn't help but believe Zhao Hao's words a little more.

After all, what Zhao Hao said was not a compliment, but science.

"Stop complimenting me, I don't have any charm." Song Qian responded very modestly.

"I'm telling the truth. Many people peeked at you when we were drinking coffee. As your companion, my vanity has been slightly satisfied." Zhao Hao continued to lie.

"How is it possible? Why didn't I notice it? Those girls must be peeking at you, right?" Song Qian's cheeks turned red unconsciously, and her heart felt as sweet and warm as if she had eaten honey.

"Then let's try it again. If I'm right, how about you treat me to a pizza?" Zhao Hao suggested while the iron was hot.

Song Qian wanted to agree, but she felt a little embarrassed to play this kind of experiment with Zhao Hao.After hesitating for a long time, she replied;
"Forget it. If you want to eat pizza, I'll treat you to it."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the gate of the community. I just arranged the cleaning upstairs. I haven't eaten anything at noon." Zhao Hao replied in a second.

After chatting in a hurry, it would be a bit unkind for Song Qian to refuse, so she could only respond:

"You wait at the gate of the community for a moment. I will come downstairs to find you later."

Zhao Hao replied OK in seconds, and Song Qian's cheeks turned redder. She wanted to change her clothes but felt it was too artificial, so she touched up her makeup in the mirror.

She had just changed into high heels at the entrance and was about to go out to eat pizza with Zhao Hao when she heard a voice from the doorbell that she hated so much:

"Eiko, open the door, Daddy!"

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