Life With You

If George Sheng hadn't done good things behind his back without leaving his name, this fire would not have burned on the Dong family, and Dang Yi would not have been so happy at the meeting today. He was not stingy with his compliments and was so angry in front of Song Yuanqing. He praised George Sheng.

In a good mood, Dang Yi wanted to make things even better, so he called Dang Zhen. The other party answered the call. He smiled like a temperless slave girl, his voice became a lot mellower, and asked: Yuan Yuan, are you busy? ?

Dang Zhen's voice was as usual, and she replied lukewarmly: It's okay.

Dang Yi said: Are you at work or at home?

at home.

Oh, that's just right. I'll stop by in a moment. If you're free, I'll go up and see you.

When the words came to this, Dang Zhen couldn't refuse and said in response: Come on.

Just three words were enough for Dang Yi to be happy. After hanging up the phone, he ordered someone to prepare the car and went to an old shop in Night City to buy Dang Zhen’s favorite preserved fruit. She was not a sweet tooth, but she had always liked it. When I eat preserved fruit, I only eat from this old store.

In the early years, Dang Yi wanted to do what she liked and bought her a lot of various sweets and snacks, but she was indifferent. After asking about them later, I found out that she said she just liked the taste of her childhood.

It's not so much the taste as it is the memory. There were very few things in my childhood, whether it was food or play. Even if I was born into a party family, it was this 'no choice' that made me the 'weak' person I am today. There are three thousand pieces of water, just take one scoop.'

Dang Yi went to the store in person to select the preserved fruits that Dang Zhen liked to eat. The driver opened the car door for him. He bent down and sat in. When the car moved smoothly, the driver smiled and chatted with him, Your relationship with the second lady recently is only It can be described as rapid progress.”

Hearing this, Dang Yi had a smile in his eyes, Really?

Yes, you have visited the second lady's house for the second time this month.

Dang Yi finally raised the corners of his lips and beamed with joy. Although it was a normal thing for an ordinary father to visit his daughter, the situation in his family was not ordinary after all.

Dang Yi said: She is in a good mood.

The driver said: It seems that the second lady likes her new friend very much.

Dang Yi said 'hmm', feeling relieved but also a little bit a little bit annoyed about his position in his daughter's mind.

The driver said: Look, if you relax a little, the relationship between you and the second lady will definitely ease. When the second lady has more friends, you may find someone you like one day.

Dang Yi's first reaction was who in George Sheng's circle would be suitable for Dang Zhen. First of all, Yuan Bao and Tong Hao would definitely not be suitable. They were people who licked blood from the edge of a knife. To put it bluntly, there is no tomorrow as long as there is today. Dang Zhen agreed with him. I can't agree. Except for these two singles, the others are like Ruan Boyan, whose family is engaged in cultural business. He was chosen by Shao Yitong. Chang Bin's son is also of the right age. He and Diana caused a storm in the city, and Chang Bin's hair turned white with worry.

That's right, Dang Yi had already asked someone to check out the people Dang Zhen might meet, but there was no suitable candidate. Take your time, I'll help her find some.

Arriving at the door of Dang Zhen's house, Dang Yi rang the doorbell. She opened the door and let him in. First she said, Sit down, and then said, I'm going to the kitchen.

Watching her walk quickly to the kitchen, Dang Yi was really surprised. This daughter, from head to toe, looked nothing like an official lady. Except for the fact that she had no fingers in the sun, she had no interest in cooking, let alone cooking. To eat is to live.

So Dang Zhen entered the kitchen, and Dang Yi followed her curiously. After getting closer, he found that she was standing in front of the steamer, concentrating on and carefully placing a plate on the curtain. Seeing this, Dang Yi hurriedly said: I'll come, I'll come, be careful...

Dang Zhen didn't give him the plate, but put it on tremblingly. Dang Yi looked at the dumplings on the plate and said, What are you going to do?

Dang Zhen turned on the fire, closed the pot lid, and replied with a satisfied expression as if he had finished cooking a banquet of Manchu and Chinese dishes: Steamed dumplings.

Dang Yi smiled, You can even make steamed dumplings?

Dang Zhen said subconsciously: Last time we had dinner, Yuan Bao told me... Halfway through, she paused, retracted her joyful expression, and changed her words: A friend told me.

When Dang Yi saw this, he said, I know Yuan Bao.

Dang Zhen immediately raised her eyes with vigilance in her eyes. Dang Yi knew what she was thinking and had to explain aloud: I know that he is half of the Qiao family, and George Sheng is the son-in-law of a colleague with whom I have a good relationship. I didn’t bother your friends, at most I only mentioned it when chatting with my friends.”

Dang Yi did not completely deny it, but he could not directly admit that he had checked Yuan Bao to avoid upsetting Dang Zhen.

He was half-truth and half-lie. Dang Zhen didn't know whether he believed it or didn't care. He just said: Song Yuanqing?

Dang Yi said: Do you still know him?

Dang Zhen replied: I have met Song Xi, and she even asked me to go out for dinner together when we have time.

Dang Yi smiled, If you like, you can move around more.

Dang Zhen didn't answer, so Dang Yi picked up the words himself, What are you drawing recently?

fairy tale.

fairy tale?

The two of them did not stay in the kitchen, but went to her studio one after another. On Dang Zhen's table there were many finished and half-finished paintings, square, each of them 40 centimeters long. Dang Yi casually Picked up two pictures, there were two dragons, one black and one white, and one picture had two children, one boy and one girl, with two dragons, one black and one white, following them.

Every time the leader of the political world comes to Dang Zhen, he acts like a curious old man. He is surprised by everything he sees. Now he asks again: Why do you think of painting fairy tales?

Dang Zhen said: Song Xi had some postpartum depression before, so I wanted to give her something to make her feel better.

Dang Yi said: I like such a beautiful painting, and she will also like it.

The two chatted in the studio for about ten or twenty minutes. Dang Yi raised his head and said to Dang Zhen, Do you smell anything?

Dang Zhen was sitting behind her desk and was about to say no, but she also smelled it. Three seconds later, she immediately stood up and walked to the kitchen.

The water in the steamer had long since boiled dry, and a choking white smoke rose over the kitchen. When the dumplings were taken out, they smelled like barbecue.

Originally, Dang Zhen wanted to show off her skills in front of Dang Yi and prove that she was living a very 'exquisite' life. However, when the pot was about to catch fire, Dang Yi took the lead and rushed forward to turn off the fire. He then used his gloves to bring the pot down. Put it in the sink. If it were her, she would be so anxious that she would just pick it up.

Even so, Dang Yi looked at the plate of dumplings and said, Give me a pair of chopsticks.

Dang Zhen asked: What?

Dang Yi said: My daughter is cooking for the first time, so I have to give her a try.

Dang Zhen stood there without moving, and her expression didn't seem to have any emotional change. However, her heart was sour. She had been treating him badly over the years, and she knew it in her heart.

Seeing Dang Yi staring at the plate of dumplings, wondering which one to start eating, Dang Zhen finally couldn't bear it, sighed secretly, and said aloud: Are you free?

Dang Yi turned around and Dang Zhen said, There is a restaurant downstairs. I'll treat you to dinner.

Dang Yi was naturally free. The two of them put on their coats and went downstairs together. They were walking across the street when they suddenly heard someone shouting: Dang Zhen.

Dang Zhen and Dang Yi turned their heads at the same time, but saw a car parked two meters behind them. The driver's seat window was lowered, and there was a gentle and good-looking face. He was wearing a white mohair sweater with a slight fluff. His straight and strong collarbone is a collision of two extremes, but on him there is only the right fit.

The man got out of the car and came over. Dang Zhen smiled and called out: Yuanbao.