Chapter 117 You are my only daughter
I think my father's opinion is quite reasonable. Apart from her pretty face, Deng Sisi really has nothing else to show for herself.
Deng Sisi understood what was said, so her eyes became red again, but probably remembering that it was New Year's Eve, she immediately forced back her tears and just lowered her head without saying a word.
My mother hates to see her like this. Every time she does this, my mother feels so distressed.
"Old Xia, what do you mean? The fact that he can come to my house to play shows that he doesn't care about family background and doesn't think our child is unworthy of dating him."
I couldn't listen any longer, "Mom, Zhang Youming wants to come over to play simply because he and I are classmates, that's all.
His family is concerned about what kind of girlfriend he gets. There are not just a company but a platoon of girls at school who want to pursue him, and yet he still doesn't have a girlfriend. What does that mean? Do I need to explain it more clearly?"
My mother said a little embarrassedly, "That doesn't necessarily mean that he has high standards. Maybe he just hasn't met the one who is destined to be with him.
Besides, Sisi is gentle and quiet, and she's also pretty. How is she any worse than the girls in your school?"
My mother is usually very rational and clear-headed, but whenever she encounters something related to Deng Sisi, she becomes like a love-sick person, thinking that Deng Sisi is always right and everything she does is good.
"Haha, I don't know about other differences, but the difference in school is more than one level." I added coldly.
Deng Sisi threw the dumplings in her hand onto the table, turned around and ran into the bathroom.
My mother glared at me fiercely, but because my father was beside her, she didn't scold me loudly.
I didn't even lift my eyelids and pretended not to see.
The living room was silent again.
It was my dad who took the initiative to make conversation, "Mengmeng, the female classmate who called you just now, is she the mixed-race girl who lives in the same dormitory with you?"
"Yes, her name is Huang Tianyi. I have mentioned her for a long time at home, but you still haven't remembered her name. She is my best friend." I expressed my dissatisfaction with my father at the right time.
"Oh, you mentioned it, but Dad is old and didn't remember it. Her boyfriend is also your classmate?" My dad chatted with me casually.
"No, he graduated from Harvard, the young master of the Tang family in Beijing, and is a relative of Zhang Youming. He should be considered Zhang Youming's cousin. His mother's surname is Xiao."
"The Tang family in Beijing? Are you talking about the Xinfeng Group?" My father's expression became more serious.
"Yeah, Dad, you know?"
"Of course I know. I often go to City A, and I have heard of several large groups and families."
I immediately caught on to this: "You often go to City A? How could I not know? I went to school for three and a half years, and you never came to see me once."
My dad choked up at the time, and my mom looked at him puzzledly: "Yeah, you often go to City A, why didn't you go to school to see Mengmeng?"
He said unnaturally, "I mean, I used to go to City A often, but I've rarely been there in the past two years. Even when I did go, I would just leave after finishing my business. Doesn't that mean I don't have the time?"
Knowing that he was lying, I had no intention of exposing him. I sighed pretentiously and said, "No matter what, you probably don't have me as your daughter in your heart. Otherwise, time would be like water in a sponge, which can be squeezed out easily?" Then I covered my heart with my hands as if I was hurt.
My father immediately said, "You are my only daughter, how could I not have you in my heart?" I secretly complained, but what he said was not wrong, after all, the other one is a son.
"Then how do you prove that I, your only daughter, am in your heart?" I stretched out my hand with my palm facing up.
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