C110 (2/2)

Meng Qingyang was constantly being called by his secretary and City C partners. After staying in the mountains for a week, news about friends and collaborators flooded the social networking software.

Wenzhi, on the other hand, was ”harassed” by the Zhang mother and daughter news.

Although Wen Ziyu had said that the mountain signals weren't good, Mama Zhang still sent her a video invitation every few hours. It was likely that Wen Ziyu missed her mother.

As for Zhang Wensi, she kept in touch with Wen Zhizhi from time to time during work, telling her interesting stories about her work and the matters concerning the Crown Prince of the firm.

Wen Zhizhi took the lead and went back to Zhang Wensi. ”Wensi, I already came from my hometown. You seem to be close to a good thing. ”

Remembering that he might have to video chat with his mother Zhang for a long time, he added, ”I will video chat with my godmother for a week before she comes to 'torture' you!”

Zhang Wensi was probably at work, so she didn't immediately reply.

Wen Zhizhi immediately sent another message to Zhang's mother, but it seemed that it was not early. Perhaps Zhang's mother was eating, so she didn't reply.

Meng Qingyang's phone was also urging. However, after he made two calls, the harassment gradually stopped.

Even so, both of them knew that they couldn't afford to delay any longer.

After quickly replenishing his supplies, he waited for Meng Qingyang to take a break before rushing back to D City.

On the way back, the journey was peaceful and nothing happened.

However, Meng Qingyang's fatigue could be seen with the naked eye. He tortured a handsome young man into a ”national treasure” — a giant panda.

The two of them were in a rush to return to City D, and since there were no mishaps, the trip back was more than half as fast as it had been when they arrived.

The two of them returned to the Zhang Family mansion on a bright morning.

Zhang did not wake her on purpose, but the attendants had been awakened by the sound of the car. Everyone quietly helped Meng Qingyang and Wen Zhizhi to pack up the specialties of the car and return to the house.

Meng Qingyang was really tired. He yawned and went to his room. After a quick wash, he fell asleep.

Wen Zhizhi was considerate of his sleepiness and told everyone to move more gently.

She was in good spirits, so she simply took care of the dust on her body, disinfected it, and went to Wen Ziyu's room to see about the treasure in her heart.

Wen Ziyu did not know that her mother had returned.

He woke up in the middle of the night and drank a bottle of milk. He was still sleeping soundly.

Over the past few days, some flesh had gradually grown on his pale face.

Her head was tilted to the right now, her chubby right cheek pressed together.

Half of his face was covered in saliva, and there were even silver threads falling onto the pillow.

When she saw that her daughter was sleeping so soundly, the flesh on her face didn't diminish in the slightest, and her mood was as clear as the sky.

The boat was tiring, the horses kept coming back, and Wen Zhizhi was also tired.

Although she was not a driver, she was worried that Meng Qingyang would be tired from driving at night so she chatted with him or helped him observe the road.

Her only worried daughter was well, and her heart was at peace.

In the rising sun, Wenzhi sank into a warm, soft bed.