The True Man In the Feminist World

Zhang Hao was a little tangled by the chair, and it wasn't like sitting or not. Min Yuehua's family seemed to be very traditional. Traditional families like this have very strict rules.

Before the elders spoke, it seemed impolite to sit down like this, disrespect for the elders, and aroused disgust from the other party if he was not careful.

After all, this is Yuehua's father, and Zhang Hao doesn't want to be unhappy with him.

"sit down."

Fang Jiarong saw Zhang Hao's hesitation and spoke.

The impression of Zhang Hao in my heart has increased a little, at least there are no elders without eyesight.

"So you are just friends who are not dating, are you?" Fang Jiarong asked when Zhang Hao had just said that he was a friend.

A pair of eyes stared at Zhang Hao, wanting to see if it was true.

His eyes are sharp, but compared to Wei Nan, he doesn't know how much difference, Zhang Hao's heart has not fluctuated at all. He nodded and replied: "Well, we are friends."

Zhang Hao is not a fool either. Fang Jiarong made it clear that he didn't like him. If he really had a leg with Min Yuehua, he was afraid that he would be like the villain characters in those dog-blood novels, and he would try his best to break them apart, not to mention that he didn't have a relationship with Min Yuehua.

But his reaction looked strange to Fang Jiarong.

It's really weird...

Fang Jiarong's eyes narrowed slightly, and when Zhang Hao calmly said this, his brows were unconsciously frowned. Zhang Hao didn't look like he was lying.

And generally it shouldn’t be such a reaction, right?

Usually asked by the wife’s parents suddenly, shouldn’t a boy with a thin face be shy to death? Why doesn't he even blush?

Not to mention the strange reaction. According to the steward, he spent the night with Yuehua orphans and widows. How could he spend the night together in a normal relationship? Even though his daughter was a bit dull, she was a normal woman, right? He understands how many women are.

Fang Jiarong doesn’t believe that her adolescent daughter will do nothing if she is in the same room with such a beautiful man...

Wait, his daughter won't really do nothing like Liu Xiahui! ? She doesn't like Zhang Hao...

Fang Jiarong suddenly thought of a very speechless possibility. He glanced at Zhang Hao and asked Zhang Hao to sit next to him like a wooden man. Looking at Zhang Hao’s daughter, she felt that it was indeed possible. His daughter was a piece of wood at all, and she was afraid it was Zhang Hao. If she takes the initiative to seduce her and touch her leg, she will look confused and ask what's wrong.

Anyway, Yuehua obviously liked Zhang Hao, and Zhang Hao must have been a little bit interested in his daughter. Fang Jiarong didn't believe that Zhang Hao would be boring because of his daughter's appearance and family. If it is really boring, a man would not get so close to the opposite sex, nor would he agree to come to see his parents.

"Then do you know what our family does?" Fang Jiarong asked again after being silent for a while.

Zhang Hao subconsciously wanted to know, but he suddenly reacted to Yuehua as if she had said before that her family would not let her tell her about the family. Of course he couldn't betray Yuehua at this time, just shook his head blankly.

But how does this seem to be an interrogation scene, a bit like the last time Min Yuehua went to his house...

Fang Jiarong glanced at the calm Min Yuehua with satisfaction. It seemed that she was not fainted by the beauty, and was so obedient that she couldn't tell others about the family.

Of course he didn't believe in Zhang Hao, he just believed in his daughter.

He didn’t explain to Zhang Hao, he just nodded, and then asked about Min Yuehua’s at school. Although he had heard from the housekeeper, he still wanted to hear what Yuehua’s classmate said about his daughter’s usual work. what.

Zhang Hao was very happy for Yuehua when he heard this question, indicating that he cared about his daughter. Zhang Hao didn't hide it, and told him everything he could say.

Finally, Zhang Hao's face suddenly became serious, and he said to Fang Jiarong: "It might be a bit rude to say so, but I hope my uncle and aunt can accompany Yuehua more."

As soon as Zhang Hao finished saying this sentence, Fang Jiarong's face sank. Maybe he didn't want others to point fingers at them, let alone him, the child in their eyes.

But Zhang Hao did not fear to shrink, looking directly at him and continuing, "I heard Yuehua said that she sometimes doesn't see you once a month. I understand that you are all busy, but I still hope you can find time to spend time with you. Hua, there’s really no way. It’s okay to make a few more calls. Although Yuehua didn’t say anything, I think Yuehua will be very happy..."

At the end Zhang Hao looked at Min Yuehua.

"Not bad." Min Yuehua thought for a while and responded.

Fang Jiarong, who had originally wanted to say something, fell silent when she heard Yuehua say these two words.

I really don’t know when he started to make fewer and fewer phone calls. Even if he was busy at the beginning, he would find a chance to call, but every time they fell silent without a word, those two sentences were still his. Questions.

He asked one sentence every time, and Min Yuehua answered one sentence, without even speaking.

This kind of speechless silence between father and daughter made him very uncomfortable. Min Yuehua said less and less. Afterwards, he couldn't even say a word on a phone call, and the number of calls disappeared unknowingly...

Zhang Hao doesn’t know why he always feels that he, a dad, doesn’t know Min Yuehua as much as he himself. This intuition made him unable to help saying: "Yuehua is very bad at expressing her feelings. What she wants to say in her heart is always better than her own. A lot of people came out, maybe because of lack of chatting with others, she didn't know how to express a lot of what she wanted to say, and caused a lot of misunderstandings in the class..."

"Do you think my dad would not know your daughter as much as you?"

Fang Jiarong asked with a calm face~www.readwn.com~ very uncomfortable and asked, feeling that this little boy is a bit small, the boy should be quiet, why so much talk, the boy who grew up in a single-parent family really lacked a little bit. what.

"Of course not, it's just my emotion. As she gets along with her friends, she is improving every day."

Zhang Hao smiled politely, knowing that his words made him unhappy, and didn't say much. As for whether he listened to him, if he really cared about Yuehua, he would care about her more.

Fang Jiarong didn't continue this topic. After checking the time, he said lightly: "Let's eat together."

This sentence made Zhang Hao see Wei Nan's shadow. It was more like an order than an inquiry. He talked to Wei Nan in the usual way. Are these people in high positions talking like that?

Zhang Hao still respects the old and loves the young, and did not express any dissatisfaction, so he agreed.

Because he comes from a single-parent family, he doesn't want to hear, especially he doesn't want his father to hear that he is said to be uneducated, that there are children born to but not raised by his mother, so he always respects the old and loves the young, and pretends to be polite He really respects the old and loves the young over time.

"It seems that you know my daughter very well. I heard Yuehua say that you have been helping her how to get along with others. I want to thank you for this. I hope you can continue to help. Don't worry, you will not be treated badly."

Fang Jiarong suddenly expressed his gratitude to Zhang Hao while waiting for the meal to be delivered. Of course, he expressed his gratitude because he obviously felt the change of his daughter. Yuehua's communication skills were indeed much better than before, and they rarely said that they were much better if.

He also didn't want to have any problems with Yuehua being mistaken, and explained that she had been immersed in the sea of ​​books only when she was a child, and had no time to go out to cause this.