ebookland Chapter 126 A fake father who is more real than a real father
Chapter 126 A fake father who is more real than a real father
Zhang Yang told Yingying stories and played games with her. The little girl had a lot of fun playing with him. When she was tired, she fell asleep in his arms.
Zhang Yang felt very happy to be able to play with such a cute little girl, and for a moment he didn't notice the look of Meng Ling beside him.
In fact, with her looks and conditions, there are a lot of men pursuing her. She has tried to get in touch with them before. She likes some workplace elites, so they have some common language.
However, her daughter basically doesn't like any of the men she likes, and they simply can't get along with each other, which leads to many conflicts.
For example, she is already very busy, and if she takes time to date a man, she will have no time to spend with her daughter.
Gradually, she discovered that those handsome career elites were not her type.
She was a little surprised that the young man in front of her was only in his early twenties, but he got along so well with Yingying.
Seeing her daughter fall into Zhang Yang's arms, Meng Ling felt a little embarrassed. She said, "Give her to me. This child is also very heavy."
Zhang Yang nodded. It was not good to hold someone else's child like this. He was about to hand Yingying over to Meng Ling, but the little girl snorted slightly and held his collar tightly with her hands.
Seeing the little girl sleeping soundly, Zhang Yang couldn't bear to wake her up. He said to Meng Ling, "It's okay. Let her sleep here for a while."
Meng Ling felt warmed at heart. Most young people nowadays only care about themselves. Boys who like children so much are basically a rare species.
Looking at the boy’s eyes again, they are as clear as his daughter’s. No wonder they can get along so well with each other.
"Zhang Yang, are you a college student?" Meng Ling suddenly wanted to know more about this boy.
"Yes, I'm a senior student at Tunghai University." Zhang Yang felt that there was nothing to hide.
Meng Ling's eyes lit up. Donghai University! It had a lot to do with her, and this university was near her daughter's kindergarten.
"You're about to graduate, have you started looking for a job?"
"I'm studying business administration. I'm not in a rush now. I plan to look for a job next year, but I'll occasionally work part-time when I have time."
Meng Ling's eyes lit up even more. She glanced at Yingying and moved her lips. Just as she was about to say something, the station announcement suddenly rang out in the car: "K City has arrived. Passengers, please take your belongings and prepare to get off the bus."
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'll go with you to get a taxi. Let Yingying sleep a little longer."
Faced with Zhang Yang's enthusiastic help, as a single mother, she should have refused it outright, but when she saw her daughter's smile in her sleep, she said inexplicably: "Then... then I'll trouble you."
After the car stopped, Zhang Yang hugged Yingying tightly with one hand, then stood up and helped Meng Ling take the suitcase from the luggage rack with one hand, and walked out of the car first.
In fact, Zhang Yang didn't mean to be attentive, but he was just used to being a bootlicker. When walking with a woman, he always felt that if there was anything a little heavy, he had to carry it consciously.
In this way, he had a backpack on his back, Yingying was lying on his shoulder in front of him, and he was pulling a suitcase in his hand. He looked like he was carrying a heavy load.
But Meng Ling, the real mother, followed awkwardly with just a small handbag.
Seeing this, the middle-aged woman walking behind them muttered, "Women nowadays dress themselves up in fancy clothes while letting their fathers carry their children and luggage. Aren't they ashamed?"
Hearing what the aunt said, Meng Ling's face turned red. She quickly stepped forward and said, "Let me pull the suitcase."
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, I can carry it. It's inconvenient for you to pull the box in high heels."
His words were heard by the aunt behind him, and she added: "It seems that she deliberately wore high heels and let the man carry her luggage. It's a pity that she has such a good man. She is so hypocritical!"
Hearing these words, Meng Ling's face turned blue and purple, and she looked conflicted.
However, she also had a strange feeling in her heart.
What this aunt said is right. If there really is a man who loves her daughter and herself, how happy she and her daughter would be.
She looked at Zhang Yang's broad back, Yingying lying on his shoulder, and herself. Wasn't that an enviable family?
But she quickly erased her thoughts from her mind, Meng Ling, what are you thinking about?
She is just a senior student and she just helped take care of the child in the car.
I am a mother of a child who is almost 30 years old. Even if I am a little pretty, there is an age difference of almost 10 years between us. How could I have the heart to do that to him?
Besides, who knows if this strange boy has any bad intentions towards me? As a single mother, I have to be on guard.
The two ideas were like two little men, fighting for no reason in her mind, but she couldn't help but speed up her pace and get closer to Zhang Yang.
When they arrived at the taxi pick-up point, Zhang Yang hailed a taxi, opened the door, got into the back seat, and carefully placed Yingying on the seat.
He did it very gently, and even held Yingying's neck with his hand, gently leaning her head against the seat.
Yingying moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up. Zhang Yang patted her shoulders twice to comfort her, and she fell asleep sweetly again.
After doing all this, Zhang Yang made an "OK" gesture to Meng Ling, then came out from the back seat and carried the luggage to the trunk of the car and put it away.
Meng Ling was stunned. She wasn't so careful when she held her child. How could he, a grown man, do it?
The way he held Yingying was obviously no different from how he held his own daughter!
"Sister Ling, I'm leaving. Be careful on the road." Zhang Yang showed a sunny smile on his face, waved at her, turned around and walked towards the elevator.
He didn't even ask Meng Ling for her WeChat account, nor did he even say thank you to her. She just helped him to coax the child for a few hours and then left like that.
Meng Ling suddenly felt that she was still on guard against others, as if her heart was too dark.
Zhang Yang was about to get on the elevator when Meng Ling finally reacted. The confused thoughts in her mind seemed to have an answer all of a sudden.
She suddenly called him, "Wait!"
Zhang Yang turned around and looked at her and said, "What's wrong, Sister Ling? Did you leave anything behind?"
"No... I didn't lose anything. I just wanted to ask you for your WeChat." Meng Ling didn't expect that she would actually take the initiative to ask a little boy for his WeChat.
Seeing Zhang Yang's puzzled look, Meng Ling explained, "Aren't you a student of Donghai University? I will go to your school in a while, and maybe I can ask you for help with something then."
Zhang Yang was slightly surprised: "Oh? You're going to our school?"
Meng Ling smiled and said, "Yes, I was invited."