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◎Zhenwei Line·Princess Diaries◎

Liang Youwei has been very worried recently.

The reason is simple: little Liang Xiaoning is now in the last year of kindergarten. Normally, this should be a carefree, relaxed, and happy age, but Liang Youwei can't understand why. Are children in the last year of kindergarten supposed to be proficient in arts and crafts these days? What's the point of assigning such tricky homework?

Things like making a three-dimensional book with national characteristics by hand, observing the growth and changes of a certain plant, taking photos and recording them in time, and finally making it into a picture book. In short, it's outrageous.

I thought the kindergarten's limits were limitless, but these days, things have gotten even more extreme. The school has even demanded that parents and children build a large diorama over a two-day weekend, modeled after either Milan Cathedral or Notre Dame de Paris. Each one is incredibly sinister.

Liang Youwei has thought about buying the finished products directly, but there will be a school-wide exhibition next Monday, and parents will be there to watch. If other children make their own products but her baby doesn't, will people gossip about her?

Children are sensitive, and Liang Youwei is most afraid that her daughter will think too much and waste time.

She held her chin, frowned and looked at the group message for a while, then contacted the parents of Xiaoning's classmates.

"Hey, is that Miss Liang? Why are you calling me?"

In just a second, the environment on the other side changed from noisy to quiet, and the tone of the person on the other side was extremely gentle.

Liang Youwei didn't notice anything was wrong and just asked politely, "Excuse me, Xuxu's mom. I called you today to ask you something - how are you going to handle Xuxu's handicraft homework this week?"

The woman laughed, seemingly unprepared for such a trivial question. "Miss Liang, are you talking about the architectural model? Hey, Xuxu's dad is an architect. He'd be no problem making a kindergarten model. Everyone made it themselves."

"Ah... so do other parents do it themselves?"

Now, Liang Youwei was really in trouble.

She doesn't know how to build a house, and Qin Zhen can only build a database at best, and he doesn't understand architecture at all.

"Of course, it's important to cultivate children's hands-on skills." Xuxu's mother rolled her eyes and asked tentatively, "Ms. Liang, is Ningning not very good at this?"

Liang Youwei is a very honest person. She speaks her mind. She sighed: "It's not just my baby who's not good at it. My husband and I don't know much about it either. Everyone makes it by hand. How can we have the nerve to buy a physical model?"

Xuxu's mother paused for a moment, then cleared her throat under her husband's encouraging and expectant gaze, her voice even gentler: "How about this, Miss Liang? Our family of three has all day free on Sunday. If you don't mind, perhaps you could come to our house and make a model? Xuxu always likes to tell me how lovely Ningning is and how much he loves playing with her. Tomorrow, the two children can work together and make progress together."

"But, won't that be too hard for you?"

Liang Youwei's eyes lit up, but she still couldn't hide the shame in her heart. This was too troublesome.

Although Xuxu is the class monitor and her mother is the parent representative, they shouldn't have to take on so many things. She likes to ask all kinds of questions all the time, which is already an excessive disturbance.

Xuxu's mother, quite adept at the art of conversation, feigned surprise: "How could that be? Miss Liang, please don't overthink it. As a parent, don't you just want to see your child grow up healthy and happy? If you can combine teaching with learning, that's even better, isn't it?"

The balance in Liang Youwei's heart was shaking. She pursed her lips and thought, and suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed through her mind.

"Well, Xuxu's mother is right. But this matter is already a bother for you, and it would be rude to go to your house. If you don't mind, can you come directly to my house? I can send a car to pick you up tomorrow morning. And if you need any materials, please send me a WeChat message, and I will prepare them today."

"Of course. Then, Ms. Liang, what building are you planning to use as a model?"

"The Sydney Opera House is fine, Ningning likes it."

…

"Mother!"

Almost at the same time as the materials needed for tomorrow were delivered, Qin Zhen took Liang Xiaoning home.

Liang Youwei went to the courtyard to greet her daughter half a minute in advance. She squatted down and let the sweet and soft white ball fall into her arms.

"Baby, is today's "Waltz of the Flowers" good?"

First, she looked at her daughter's soft and tender profile, then Liang Youwei turned around with a smile and asked softly.

Xiao Ning's face turned pink, she nodded vigorously, and said in a baby voice: "Beautiful! The dance is beautiful, and the skirt is beautiful too~"

"Then when our Ningning grows up, she will also wear a beautiful dress to dance." Liang Youwei couldn't get enough of looking at her daughter, so she kissed her again and promised.

"Okay~"

Liang Xiaoning is the most dependent on her mother. If she gets a kiss from her mother, she will definitely return the kiss three times and look at you with her big watery eyes. Liang Youwei felt like her heart was about to melt.

The woman nuzzled her nose, filled with joy. The man, three steps away from the mother and daughter, also smiled. He stepped forward, first helped Liang Youwei up, then bent down and picked up Liang Xiaoning, asking his wife gently.

"You said you didn't want to watch the dance today. What did you do at home?"

Liang Youwei hit him twice, neither too hard nor too soft: "Isn't it because you're worried about Ningning's homework? This kindergarten is ridiculous. Children her age should be having fun, not doing large-scale handicrafts. I didn't want her to go to a private school in the first place, but you insisted that private schools were better. It's all your fault."

"Well, it's my fault. But private school is more convenient, isn't it?" Qin Zhen laughed twice, lowered his head and kissed Liang Youwei's cheek. "Weiwei, now I'm back, let's solve it together as a family of three, okay?"

Liang Youwei pretended to be unhappy and said harshly: "Next time I won't get involved, I'll let you do it all by yourself."

"Okay, leave it all to me, I won't let you get tired."

The handsome man in a suit couldn't help but laugh. He shook his daughter in his arms and deliberately lowered his voice, "Ningning, look, mom is being mean to dad again. What should we do?"

Liang Youwei's eyes widened instantly, and she didn't know what she was thinking of. She looked quite furious: "Qin Zhen! What are you talking about?"

Why are you still saying bad things about yourself in front of the baby? Talking nonsense in bed is fun, so why are you still doing this outside of bed?

Fortunately, her baby daughter did not let her down. She was innocent enough. After hearing what her father said, she opened her arms and wanted to get into her mother's arms, saying: "It was Dad's fault. Dad deserves it."

"Ningning is still the best~"

Upon hearing this, Liang Youwei immediately threw away her anger and took her daughter over.

Qin Zhen knew that a five-year-old child was not heavy, so she followed Liang Youwei to carry the child. It was only two steps and it wouldn't make her arms sore.

He was "attacked" by the mother and daughter together, but his smile became more and more satisfied and came from the heart.

The courtyard of Longhu Xichen Yuanzhu wasn't big, and it took less than half a minute to walk through the door. Liang Youwei had just put her daughter on the sofa when Qin Zhen spoke: "I've seen Ningning's homework, and it's really too difficult. I contacted Hezai's designers yesterday, and they're free all five weekends and can come directly to our house to do it. Don't worry."

Hezai is one of the companies owned by Qin Zhen’s mother, Mrs. Jiang, and its business is related to construction.

Liang Youwei chuckled: "What a coincidence? I also invited people."

Qin Zhen took Liang Xiaoning to wash his hands: "Shao family or Liang family?"

The part that Zhao Lingyu took over had nothing to do with construction.

"What? It's Ningning's classmate." A suspicious blush flashed across Liang Youwei's face, and she hummed twice, acting like a spoiled child. "The class monitor's family is in the construction industry. It's Xuxu—Zhang Xu. Do you remember her?"

Qin Zhen's distant voice came, cold and impatient: "I remember. One time when I went to pick Ningning up, he insisted on giving Ningning the snacks he brought with him."

No matter what, don't you consider whether you are worthy of it?

Liang Youwei obviously didn't notice the impatience. She walked over slowly and said, "Children are very simple. They feed whoever they like. Ningning is so beautiful, it's normal for her to be liked. When I was a child, didn't you feed me every day? Zhang Xu's father is in the construction industry. He has already finished his children's homework. I thought of inviting them to come over to our house tomorrow to help Ningning with it."

"It's better to leave this kind of thing to your family."

After washing his hands, Qin Zhen returned and sat down to peel a banana for his daughter.

The distance between his legs was just right, and his close-fitting trousers rose slightly by half a finger, revealing his slender and powerful ankles, which were neatly wrapped in pure black cotton socks, exuding a subtle sexiness.

Liang Youwei looked away and sat back down beside him. The silk skirt that reached her ankles moved slightly, brushing against the pure black. The contrast between the two colors was sharp, and the softness and firmness touched each other.

The woman naturally took his arm and leaned her cheek against his. "But I've already invited them. I can't go back on my word. You have to listen to me on this matter."

Qin Zhen's heart softened. He handed the banana to his daughter, then turned his head and kissed his sweetheart: "Of course, our Miss Liang's face is more important than anything else."

Liang Xiaoning caught the fruit accurately without even raising his eyes.

She has always had a strong concentration, but now her mind is full of ballet. She picked up the tablet as soon as she entered the door and is now sitting cross-legged on the Tencel carpet searching for something. She has no time to pay attention to what her parents are saying or doing.

Just tap the screen with your little fingers, and the cheerful and lovely ballet music will slowly flow out from the speakers.

The couple would not deliberately avoid their daughter when doing things or talking. Just like at this moment, Liang Youwei shook Qin Zhen's arm a little excitedly, her eyes bright.

"Then let's pick them up around eight o'clock tomorrow! The two kids are classmates, and I think talking about money is too cold, so I thought I'd treat the three of them to three meals and then give them a bag and watch at the end. What do you think?"

Qin Zhen smiled and looked down at her. His profile was cold and his tone was flat, but his voice was tender. "It's a well-thought-out plan, a perfect one."

Liang Youwei loved Qin Zhen's calm and gentle look. Her heart beat faster and she smiled as she kissed him.

"That's what I think."

Qin Zhen's mind moved slightly, and he wanted to kiss her back, but the other party suddenly covered his mouth.

He was puzzled: Huh?

Liang Youwei looked at the little girl on the ground with an innocent look: Ningning is still here.

This person will never stop kissing.

Qin Zhen paused for a moment, raised his eyes slightly, and looked towards the third floor: That night?

Liang Youwei's ears felt hot and her eyes were wandering: Okay then.

She licked her lower lip, stretched out a finger, and whispered in his ear: "I have to meet someone tomorrow, so this can only be done once."

Qin Zhen stared at the slender white finger for a while, then nodded, very seriously: "Okay, once."

But, it was his one time.

That night, Liang Youwei realized the truth and hated Qin Zhen's word games.

The evil and shrewd financial business man!

"I can't do it anymore...Qin Zhen, I, I've done it three times, I really can't do it anymore..."

Lying on the soft, oversized princess bed, she pinched the man's lean, handsome shoulders, tears streaming down half of her face, and her thin back trembled.

Qin Zhen finally looked up, changed his posture, and held her in his arms. He carefully brushed away the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead and reasoned with her: "But I haven't done it once yet."

"Do you want me to die of dehydration in bed?"

Liang Youwei cried, but reached down and pinched hard without mercy.

Qin Zhen groaned, a bright red filling the corners of his eyes. He took a deep breath, then bit her just below the collarbone in retaliation, his hands restless. "Weiwei, you're going too far."

At that moment, the black silk sheets became wet again.

Liang Youwei was really crying this time. She stopped pinching him and hugged his neck to suppress her screams: "Don't, don't twist... Just come in by yourself, don't use anything else, okay? Honey, I was wrong, really wrong..."

Qin Zhen kissed the tip of her nose lovingly, but his hands were merciless: "You can scream if you want. The third floor is well soundproofed. I personally watched the renovation, and the materials are of very high quality."

"Qin Zhen, you're a pervert..." Liang Youwei sobbed and almost turned into a small fountain.

"Really? That pervert is going to be even more perverted now." Qin Zhen laughed and pressed her back under him again.

·

When Liang Youwei woke up the next day, she did not feel any obvious discomfort, but the feeling of kidney deficiency radiating from the inside out was really hard to ignore, making her mood difficult to evaluate.

"Weiwei, what's going on?"

Aunt Gu saw that the girl she had watched grow up looked gloomy and couldn't help but touch her forehead.

I don't have a fever either.

Liang Youwei looked at Qin Zhen and spoke word by word, "I'm fine. Aunt Gu, don't worry."

Qin Zhen was used to being shameless, and he remained calm: "I made Weiwei unhappy last night, Aunt Gu, please don't think too much."

Aunt Gu gave him a complaining look: "Xiao Qin is really something. He's already grown up, but he still doesn't know how to give way to Weiwei."

Qin Zhen readily accepted it and admitted his mistake with a good attitude: "You are right, I will remember it and will not make the same mistake again."

The kind-looking woman smiled and nodded. "That's right. Oh, one more thing. We'll be at Zhang Xu's house in about ten minutes. Weiwei, keep an eye on the time. I'll call you later."

"Yeah, I see."

Aunt Gu nodded, turned around and left the master bedroom.

After the woman left, Qin Zhen paused for two seconds, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly: "Speaking of which, Weiwei, if I remember correctly, we haven't been together well for a week."

"Besides, it's not just me, you've had a good time too, right? Last night, before ten minutes had passed, my face was already covered in yours..."

Liang Youwei had a lot of rebuttals to say, but when she heard the last sentence, her face suddenly flushed and she interrupted him: "Don't say that."

Seeing this, Qin Zhen knew she wouldn't mention last night again. As expected, he raised his hand slightly in surrender, his lips curved gracefully. "Okay, I won't say anymore."

This look was so provocative that Liang Youwei felt suffocated. She simply pounced on him and strangled him, her movements ferocious, but she didn't even touch the respiratory artery. Qin Zhen was so amused by this fake move that he held onto the slender waist and played along, pretending to be having trouble breathing.

After making a fuss for a while, they both fell on the sofa. At last, they looked at each other and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Qin Zhen gently stroked her long hair, took the initiative to admit his mistake, and said softly: "I admit that I did go too far last night. Next time, I will take you to the bathroom in time and won't let you-"

"You keep mentioning it, you keep mentioning it!"

Liang Youwei, who had finally been coaxed, got angry again and bit her ears in anger. Qin Zhen hissed and patted her back more gently: "Then let's not talk about it, okay? Don't be angry. I packed all the things by myself, and no outsiders will know."

Liang Youwei felt inexplicably aggrieved when she thought of last night. She spoke in a low voice, hugging his neck: "Qin Zhen, you really can't do this again in the future. Do you know how scared I was? I almost thought I was going to break down..."

Qin Zhen was silent for two seconds before he said, "...Why are you still acting like a child? You love to talk nonsense."

He lowered his eyes and kissed the slightly trembling eyelids of the person in his arms.

If only I didn’t have to work tomorrow, I could have a few more crazy hours in the evening.

Looking at Liang Youwei like this, he thought quietly.

Damn job. Who invented that?

Liang Youwei would not let the small head control the big head easily. Thinking of today's business, she stood up from Qin Zhen and sat up straighter: "How about getting ready for dinner? Ten minutes are almost up."

"Yeah." Qin Zhen remained calm and patted her below the waist, which was soft and elastic, successfully making the person blush again.

After the two of them had enough of each other's company, they both stood up. Liang Youwei trotted out the door, but just as she was about to step out, she ran back and grabbed the man's collar. Qin Zhen bent down obediently, letting her hold tighter. He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hmm?"

The girl opposite said fiercely: "You can't kiss me or touch me casually in front of outsiders. It will have a bad influence, do you understand?"

Qin Zhen tilted his head: "So, you don't plan to take the initiative to get close to me, right?"

Miss Liang is a severe skin hunger patient.

"Of course I am very dignified."

Miss Liang muttered softly and left quickly.

Qin Zhen didn't say anything. His tall, thin and slender figure leaned against the door frame, looking at her back with a smile.

·

Zhang Xu is not yet six years old this year, and is at the age where he is naughty. However, due to his good family education and strict parents, he can be considered well-behaved.

Seeing this kind of townhouse for the first time, the little boy opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at his mother: "Mom, is this Xiaoning's home?"

It is completely different from the large flat in my own home, each has its own beauty.

"Yes, but it's just one of them." Li Shuang curled her lips, patted her son's back, and signaled him not to hunch over.

According to the information she had inquired about, Xiaoning's biological mother, Miss Liang, was not just the wife of Chairman Zhuorun.

Miss Liang's actual controlling stake is large and wide. Not only Zhuo Run, but also several major groups in the imperial capital have the same actual controlling shareholder, who is also surnamed Liang.

A few photos of the Yixing heir were taken a couple of years ago, and the woman holding the heir's hand was still Liang Youwei. Her eyes were so recognizable that even a mask couldn't hide them.

Zhang Xu nodded confusedly and calmed down.

The business car drove fast and steadily, and soon arrived at the entrance of the corresponding villa. Liang Youwei had been there to greet them a few minutes in advance. As soon as Zhang Xu and his family got out of the car, they saw the host with a smile on their faces.

Liang Youwei was the first to reach out to Li Shuang and changed her address: "Good morning, Sister Shuangshuang. I'm sorry to bother you today."

"No, no, Miss Liang is too polite."

"Oh, no need to call me Miss Liang. My name is Liang Youwei. Sister, you can call me Weiwei, Youwei, or Xiaoliang."

Li Shuangxin asked, "Who dares to call you 'Xiao Liang'?" She smiled and replied by calling out 'You Wei'.

Qin Zhen spoke only after his wife had taken action. He then took a slow step and shook Zhang Fang's outstretched right hand, nodding modestly: "Hello, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Fang was a middle-class intellectual who had risen to prominence through education. He was very concerned about reputation, but when faced with someone of a much higher class than himself, he tactfully put aside his intellectual pride and was the first person to say hello.

Liang Xiaoning didn't care about the ways of the world, and Zhang Xu didn't understand either. The two children naturally held hands, and the boy was led into the house by the girl.

The two families sat at the same table to have breakfast.

"I don't know what kind of breakfast your family likes, so I made a little bit of both Chinese and Western food. Xuxu, is Aunt Liang's food delicious?"

She winked at Zhang Xu.

The little boy swallowed the fried egg in his mouth and nodded vigorously: "Delicious!"

Liang Youwei likes children, both boys and girls, and cares for every one she sees. Seeing him eating happily, she couldn't help but smile and said softly: "If it tastes good, eat more. You kids need to grow up."

Qin Zhen glanced at him calmly, wondering if Liang Youwei had taken a fancy to this brat.

That shouldn't be the case. Back then, she at least liked people of my level, but now her aesthetic standards have deteriorated too much.

"Sister Shuang, generally speaking, building a model like this shouldn't be too difficult, right? Are there any special things I need to pay attention to?"

Regardless of what the people around her thought, Liang Youwei drank the last sip of soy milk and turned her head to ask.

Liang Youwei was too young when she gave birth to Liang Yutang. She was a child herself, so she didn't have any sense of "motherhood." She would play with him when she remembered, and leave him to the care of others when she didn't. As for his studies and interests, she didn't care much, and she knew nothing about Liang Yutang's kindergarten homework.

It was not until Qin Zhen and I intentionally prepared for pregnancy and gave birth to Liang Xiaoning, and raised him personally, that I realized there were so many tricks and difficulties in raising a child, and I also understood the strangeness of today's kindergarten and primary school homework.

My son is busy cultivating plants every day, while my daughter does countless handicrafts. They each have their own chores.

Liang Xiaoning's manual work in the past was relatively simple and he could handle it with a little learning, but things like building construction, which require professional qualities, would be completely unclear unless he asked an expert.

Li Shuang smiled gently and nudged her husband. "It's not difficult, but there are some structural issues. You need to pay attention to the order of construction."

When it came to his old profession, Zhang Fang subconsciously pushed his glasses up and reflexively began to talk seriously about the basic methods of model building, just like a lecturer.

Liang Youwei suppressed the urge to frown and listened patiently. Qin Zhen seemed to be taking it well, feigning interest and occasionally asking a question.

Liang Youwei stroked the tablecloth with her fair and delicate fingers under the table, trying her best to divert her attention so that her face could be more focused.

She caught a glimpse of two children wiping their mouths, and as if she had been granted amnesty, she immediately suggested while Zhang Fang was drinking water: "The kids are full now, why don't you take a break before the actual battle?"

…

Liang Youwei was not interested in building models. She made a few small parts in the early stage and then stopped and sat aside to watch her daughter work.

Li Shuang caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye, lowered his head in thought, and then smiled kindly and approachably, sitting down next to her. "Youwei, I just happened to have a chance today, and I wanted to ask you - did you know that Ningning would wear a real diamond crown to school?"

"Crown? Oh, sister, you mean that? I know." Liang Youwei was stunned at first, then smiled after realizing it. "The teacher told me about it. I was worried at first, but seeing that Ningning really liked it, I just let her go."

Thinking that the other party would not bring up this matter for no reason, the elegantly dressed woman lowered her crossed legs and said seriously, "Sister, is there something I don't know?"

"Youwei, as an outsider, I shouldn't comment on your family's parenting style, but it's really important to cultivate the right values ​​​​about money in children. I understand that a few days ago, the children were playing barter, and your Ningning traded a three-carat blue diamond ring for a ceramic music box. Did you know about this?"

Liang Youwei seemed to suddenly think of something, picked out a few words, and was not sure: "A three-carat blue diamond ring?"

"Yes, it looks very finely made."

"No wonder," Liang Youwei muttered thoughtfully, "I was wondering why I couldn't find Qin Zhen's engagement ring. It turns out Ningning took it away to play with it."

As soon as these words came out, Li Shuang instantly lost control of his facial expression.

My goodness, can this be given to children to play with casually?

"By the way, sister, can you help me get it back? It's an engagement ring after all. I'll exchange it for a pink diamond."

Li Shuang was even more shocked: "But the value of pink diamonds and blue diamonds is far more than that of the music box."

Liang Youwei waved her hand: "I've already given it to her. If I bring it back, it will embarrass the child. I'll just teach her a lesson later. Thank you so much for today, otherwise we would definitely not be able to find the ring."

Swallowing her surprise, the medium-haired woman smiled gently: "Youwei, you're welcome."

"Hey, Sister Shuangshuang, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but I really don't know anything about raising children. I've basically left it all to my husband and the others."

Liang Youwei sighed at the thought. "Although Ningning is very obedient, my life experience is far from enough to teach a child. I think Xuxu is very sensible. I wonder if you have any experience in education that I can copy? If you don't mind, I'd like to learn from you."

Li Shuang is indeed a kind-hearted person. After hearing the other party's question, he organized his words a little and then spoke out carefully one by one.

Liang Youwei felt truly moved by what she heard this time. The more she listened, the more she admired Li Shuang. By the time she finished dinner in the evening, she was already eager to accept him as her teacher.

"Do you like Madam Li so much?"

Seeing the people around him reluctant to leave, staring longingly at the BMW that was gradually driving away, Qin Zhen couldn't help but laugh. He said in a gentle and comforting voice, "I asked Zhang Fang, his wife is a full-time worker. We can just invite her over more often in the future."

"Come often? Hey, you don't hate Xuxu anymore?"

"What's his relationship with his mother? When kindergarten is over, Mrs. Li should be home too."

The wind started to blow. Qin Zhen bent down slightly, took Xiao Xiaoning, who had come out to see off the guests, into his arms with one hand, held Liang Youwei with the other hand, and turned back.

"Qin Zhen, there's really no need to be so nervous. Ningning has very high standards. You didn't know that when I took her and Xiaotang to the children's playground last week, she said she wouldn't marry anyone but me. Isn't that right?"

As she spoke, Liang Youwei stood on tiptoe and pinched her daughter's nose.

Xiao Ning yawned and responded softly: "Well, Ning Ning will only marry my brother."

Qin Zhen felt short of breath when he heard this. He was helpless: "Weiwei, the child is ignorant and so are you? We are siblings, what's the point of talking about whether to get married or not?"

Liang Youwei said with a playful smile: "Well, since you are still young, just talk about it."

Seeing her nonchalant expression, Qin Zhen felt his brain nerves ache, and his tone became more serious: "Liang Youwei, Ningning is young, but Liang Yutang is sensible. Don't instill this kind of concept in him."

What on earth does this bastard Liang Ting'an want? He's crazy, I don't know how to do anything about it.

"I know. Don't be so stern. I haven't said anything to you yet, okay?"

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

After entering the hall, Qin Zhen put his daughter down and handed her to Aunt Gu, who took her to wash and rest.

"How did you raise your child? Ningning has no concept of money or jewelry now. It's okay to exchange diamonds for ceramics, but she took your sapphire, the sapphire we used to propose! I don't even bother to scold you."

Liang Youwei snorted in annoyance, but Qin Zhen chuckled and picked her up by the waist without saying a word.

"Qin Zhen, what are you doing!"

Facing the other person's pale face, Qin Zhen raised an eyebrow and said in a clear voice: "Prepare to accept the leader's instructions in bed. Of course, if the leader is not satisfied, the bathroom is also good."

Liang Youwei wrinkled her nose and rubbed his earlobe fiercely: "You are so unruly! You are already a father, can't you take responsibility?"

That's the only thing on my mind forever!

Qin Zhen said calmly, "Weiwei, don't overthink it. Ningning is actually smarter than we think. She knows what's going on and has her own logic. Since she's exchanging it for a diamond, it means she thinks it's worth it. We just need to satisfy her, not restrict her. But exchanging our wedding rings is definitely not appropriate. I'll have a good talk with her later."

Liang Youwei was skeptical: "That's all?"

Qin Zhen said frankly: "What else? She's the only child in the family, and I can't bear to say a word to her."

What's more, his daughter and his wife had exactly the same childhood, and he felt it was a sin to even speak loudly to her. Even if he praised Liang Xiaoning to the sky, he was afraid of ignoring her and feeling lonely at the top.

Liang Youwei was heartbroken and scolded him: "A loving father often spoils his daughter, do you understand?"

"Ms. Youwei, don't you feel guilty when you say that? I think you're no better."

Among them, Liang Youwei is the best at spoiling children, and Qin Zhen is just following her example.

"It's not like every mother has to be strict. I just want to be a loving mother. You guys can be the bad ones, but I won't do that."

Liang Youwei muttered to herself, Qin Zhen chuckled twice, and walked up the stairs steadily.

"Okay, okay, I'll be the strict father and ensure that I stand in stark contrast to Ms. Liang Youwei's loving mother image. I'll also help foster the mother-daughter relationship between Ms. Youwei and Ms. Xiaoning. Is this satisfactory to the leader?"

"Huh, the leader only gave me an eight."

Qin Zhen smiled, lowered his eyes to look at her, and their eyes met.

"Oh? Two points left?"

"Wrong, the remaining 92 points are hahaha!"

Qin Zhen deliberately shook her, scaring her until her smile disappeared and she hugged him tightly. Then he deliberately sneered: "How about doing it for 92 minutes tonight?"

"...Qin Zhen! You have to go to work tomorrow!"

"You can ask for leave. You're going to Ningning's exhibition anyway, right? If you don't say anything, it means you agree."

"I said no!"

“Protests are futile.”

"Qin Zhen, I hate you!"

"Liang Youwei, I love you."

"...Even if you say sweet things, I still hate you!"

"Even if you say something cold, I still love you very much."

They're an old married couple, why are they still talking about this all the time? Liang Youwei blushed a lot behind her ears, and her heartbeat accelerated for a long time.

However, since he loves her so much, she might as well like him a little more.

Finally, Liang Youwei buried her whole face in Qin Zhen's neck, thinking with a smile.

-End of the Zhenwei line text-

【Author’s words】

There are six endings in this article. You can choose and watch as appropriate.

"Princess Diaries" has two meanings, one is Xiaoning's growth, and the other is Weiwei's daily life. It is hard to say about other lines, but in Qin Zhen's line, the two are completely princess-level.

Finally, I would like to ask for a pre-collection of "Ordinary Girl B, but Beautiful Mom is a Heartthrob", a star-studded heartthrob literature, welcome to appreciate [shy][shy][shy] ps: This book only has male guests, because Xiao Qiao's sexual orientation is male, the following is the copy ~

Sober, rational, honest person Bx arrogant and evil Celestial Dragon A (people)

Dog training without realizing it | Mary Sue's Shura Field | Chasing a wife to a crematorium | Celestial Dragons surrender to love | Mixed parental love (Three-part wallpaper maiden version) | Dog training literature with a female protagonist

-1-

Yu Wanqiao lived a simple and happy life until her father passed away when she was sixteen.

In the desolate mourning hall, the delicate and docile Omega mother was nearly driven into estrus by the pheromones of a group of unfamiliar Alphas. The man she often saw on the Empire's political channels stepped into reality and, right before her eyes, caressed her mother's beautiful, tear-stained face.

He glanced around, taking in the simple and warm room layout, and the corners of his mouth curved in sarcasm.

"Xiao He, did you leave me just to live this kind of life?"

His mother was having difficulty breathing, but he still felt it was not enough. He glanced at her with a cold and unkind look.

"And I gave birth to a low-quality Beta with that loser."

For some reason, Yu Wanqiao had a vague feeling that her future life would be terrible, very terrible.

-2-

When her mother was forced to remarry, Yu Wanqiao moved into a luxurious villa she had never seen before, and her enrollment was transferred to the empire's most prestigious aristocratic academy. The powerful and influential, whom many people would never be able to touch in their entire lives, now became a common sight around her.

But she doesn't like it here at all.

Whether it was his nominal stepfather or his equally arrogant and ostentatious Alpha classmates, the group of Alphas who were inseparable all day long were the most annoying little group.

In public, the son of the court president arrogantly mocked her: "Is this the Zhou family's new daughter? She's so ordinary."

The designated heir of the Meng family smiled gently, but whispered to her in a corner: "Beta is Beta. Miss Yu should remember her identity."

Her so-called brother was even more indifferent. His words, "I've never had a sister named Yu," pushed her to the forefront.

Exquisite looks, noble birth, and outstanding abilities cannot save their bad nature.

Faced with malice and difficulties, Yu Wanqiao remained silent for a long time, and then, under their expectant eyes, she replied: "Oh."

In short, she will take her mother away in the future, so she doesn't care what these irrelevant people do.

-3-

In her first year at the military academy, Yu Wanqiao suddenly realized that her past thoughts were ridiculous.

During a field military exercise, she and her Alpha partner who unexpectedly entered estrus were in the same cave for a full half month.

Everything is totally out of control.

Those were fifteen days that Yu Wanqiao would never forget.

However, fifteen days later, not only did that person's attitude change, but the other Alphas also changed.

The arrogant man bowed his head to her: "Qiaoqiao, let's get married, okay? You can treat me like a dog, just don't abandon me."

The arrogant man bowed to her: "Xiao Wan, as long as you are willing, I can accompany you to study mecha for the rest of my life. I don't want any family business or political resources..."

Even the brother who had always been cold and indifferent moved his palm to his chest and said word by word: "It beats for you."

The disgust and ridicule of the past have all turned into pleading and retention today.

The Alphas' former alliance broke down in an instant, and they regarded each other as enemies.

But Yu Wanqiao didn't understand. Faced with all the sincere confessions, she only said lightly: "So."

Tips before reading:

1. Atypical ABO interstellar mecha world, with pheromone suppression (serving the Shura Field)

2. There is a "locked male protagonist", which is kept secret for the time being

3. The aristocratic academy in the early stage, the military academy in the middle stage, the officialdom in the late stage, the main heroine is a heartthrob, and the mother is a heartthrob.

The heroine's emotional line: "everyone hates" becomes everyone's favorite

Mother's emotional line: always forcibly seizing the heartthrob

4. The heroine is sober and indifferent, a hidden mama's boy, with a dry sense of humor, a slightly sarcastic tongue, and the occasional rant. Her physical fitness is normal, but her brain function is off the charts. She is always a bit of a B, can never smell pheromones, and is never affected by them.

5. Bloody Mary Sue, Shura Field, Crematorium, forced love literature, ambiguous death in the middle, and 1v1 at the end (crazy stacking of armor to prevent the reader's little angel from coming in and getting hurt)