"Dad, do you want to play too? I think it's more fun than building blocks by hand. Look, I've already made it to the second level. Why don't you give it a try?"
“Okay, Daddy wants to play too.” Carlos McKen sat down.
"Dad, you play by yourself. I'm going to find my sister. She said that spending too much time in front of the computer will make you less pretty."
"Okay, my beautiful angel, go play over there."
Zhang Hongmei smiled as she watched Annie walk towards her.
"So, what do you think? Is it fun?"
"It's more fun than building blocks by hand, but sometimes I'm too slow and always put them in the wrong place."
"So you need to practice, that way your reaction time will be faster."
Are you hungry? I'll take you downstairs and ask Aunt Chen to make us some snacks, how about that?
"Sister, I want to eat fried chicken," Annie whispered in Zhang Hongmei's ear.
"Annie, are there any particularly overweight children in your class?"
"Yes, Johnson is extremely fat; he can barely walk."
Looking at the little girl's scared expression, Zhang Hongmei thought, "How can she be so cute?"
"Do you know what he usually eats?"
“He brings a bottle of Coke, a big box of fried chicken, and a big hamburger to school every day. I always find his meals especially delicious.”
"Then, my clever angel, consider this: if you don't eat fried chicken and drink cola every day, you won't get fat. But he eats fried chicken every day and is still very fat. Do you think he's fat because of the fried chicken he eats?"
Annie was thinking seriously, her dignified expression making her all the more endearing.
"Sister, your analysis is really right. That's how Johnson got fat. I don't want to become like him, so I'll never eat like that again."
Zhang Hongmei smiled with relief. "Annie is such a good child, and a smart one at that. She can even analyze things on her own. Let me tell you something. Fried chicken is okay to eat, but not too much. Eating it once a month won't make you fat. And you should run more and exercise. That way, you'll be even less likely to become fat."
"Really? I can still eat?"
"Yes. So if I ate it yesterday, does that mean I can eat it again on the 26th of next month?"
"Yes, Annie's calculations are very accurate." Zhang Hongmei ruffled the little girl's hair. How could she be so adorable?
"Sister, don't you think so?"
"What's wrong?"
"What people like to eat may be unhealthy, while what people dislike may be good for their health."
"Hehe, that's quite possible. You'll have to find out for yourself, Annie."
Carlos McKen listened to their conversation while playing his game. This little girl was really good at teaching children.
That's good too, because the child will have a lot of contact with her, and the better the person, the more subtly she can educate Annie.
The two girls finally decided to go downstairs to find something to eat, and Carlos McKen stood up as well.
"Dad, aren't you going to play anymore?"
"Yes, Dad will go down with you. We should go home now. Why don't you call Grandma and tell her we want to stay here for a couple more days?"
"Is it really possible?"
"Um."
"Great! I can play with my sister for two more days."
Annie was in a hurry to go home and didn't stay for any snacks. Zhang Hongmei ate a piece of donkey roll and went upstairs to read.
Carlos and his daughter, Annie, returned home. "Annie, Daddy needs to make a phone call first, then you can call Grandma, okay?"
Annie nodded, "Okay, Dad, you go first."
I called my assistant and told him to contact Wyattroy and meet him here tomorrow.
Then she dialed home. Annie answered, "Grandma, have you missed me?"
Grandma, I have to tell you, we're going to be two days later. Yes, it's Dad's decision.
Hehe, I'm in a good mood, Grandma. There's a really pretty girl next door, just as pretty as you.
My sister is so good to me. She took me to eat fried chicken, but told me not to eat too much or I'd get as fat as Dwayne Johnson. She also took me to the amusement park and gave me games to play on the computer, like Snake and Building Blocks.
No, my sister said if I play too much, my pretty eyes will be hidden behind my glasses, and then I won't be pretty anymore.
"Grandma, your sister is so lovely! Would you like to come over for dinner? Her food is just as delicious as yours."
Carlos McKen listened to his daughter chattering away with her mother, every word of which mentioned Zhang Hongmei. He thought to himself, "She's finally found a playmate."
I took the phone from my daughter, explained why I was late this time, and then hung up.
"Dad, I'm going to play the piano now, you go to work." With that, she skipped upstairs.
Half an hour later, I received a call from his assistant. "We couldn't reach Young Master Roy. His assistant said he's on his way back and might arrive tonight. He'll contact me again later."
"I understand. Notify me when you get in touch."
Meanwhile, Wyattroy in the car was puzzled. Zhang Hongmei never contacted him on her own initiative. Why would she send someone to deliver a message today? Something must have happened.
The driver knew the young master was in a hurry, so he drove faster than usual and skipped lunch, driving all the way back.
I got home at four in the afternoon. My assistant contacted me again, saying that Carlos McKen wanted to meet me. I noticed that the address was next to Zhang Hongmei's house.
This is interesting. I was originally planning to go to her house for dinner tonight, but then I remembered Carlos McKenzie and changed my mind. I'll go tomorrow morning instead.
Zhang Hongmei recorded Zhang Shouyi's conversation with Carlos McKen that day and told him about it.
Ten minutes later, the recording pen returned, and upon hearing Zhang Shouyi's voice, I realized that I missed him.
I lay on my desk and drew a portrait of Zhang Shouyi on a piece of paper. After I finished, I laughed. It's a cartoon version of Zhang Shouyi. Why is it so funny?
Zhang Shouyi, on the other end, saw his own portrait and smiled. This girl...
After that, the two chatted using a voice recorder. Although they couldn't see each other, they were both very content to be able to hear each other's voices.
I missed all the meetings because I was with my wife; I can be impulsive sometimes. I miss her so much. I usually try to restrain myself and not ask her to record anything, but now that I've actually heard it, I realize how hard it was for me to control myself.
The two of them were very sweet together, but Liu Jingze was so busy that he didn't have time to sleep. Because he had to learn foreign languages and read materials from various places, he lost a lot of weight.
Even so, I still find myself thinking of my girl unexpectedly. Then I'd give a bitter laugh; she's no longer mine. I truly hate Zhang Shouyi. Before coming to the capital, I went home and learned everything. I also learned the hidden story behind Hongmei's marriage, but what can I do now?
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