Chapter 205 How well-behaved our little Ying is!
To say how lively Ji Fuying is...
It's a strange creature called Yingying.
Also called the "whining monster"
The constant whining is heartbreaking, but there are just too many things going on.
He needs to be held to sleep, and he doesn't sleep at night or during the day. Who knows if he was catching up on sleep for a month before coming here just to make things difficult for people?
If hiring two nannies doesn't work, you can hire five, but even hiring a whole group won't help; the crying will still happen.
Zhong Yan and Ji Tanyuan felt too embarrassed to sleep while listening to their daughter's crying.
The little girl had a keen sense of smell and slept soundly in her father's arms. Even after Zhong Yan held her for a long time and wrapped her in clothes, it still didn't work. Ji Tanyuan thought it was because of the height difference, since he was tall. Zhong Yan was speechless when he heard this.
Then he sat down, and sure enough, he started crying.
Ji Tanyuan, sprawled on the sofa, burst out laughing when she saw this scene.
"You're doing squats."
Zhong Yan: "Your father called us back, but he went on vacation by himself. How could he do such a thing? This is disrespectful to his elders."
Ji Tanyuan: "..."
"What can we do? We gave birth to them."
Ji Fuying is very beautiful, but she also has a strange temper.
Big, grape-like eyes, looking at people with teary eyes, always softens one's heart.
But he's a little devil, always causing trouble.
“I take back what I said about calling her Sweet Tofu. This girl should sleep in the same bed as Big.”
Ji Tanyuan glanced at the old-fashioned puppy and said, "Don't torture the old man."
The puppy ran into Ji Tanyuan's arms and rubbed against her, changing its behavior every few minutes without stopping, but she stopped barking.
Now, only Ji Fuying is calling in the entire house.
Ji Tanyuan took her daughter from Zhong Yan's arms. She was soft and fragrant, with big, bright eyes, chubby cheeks, and soft hair clipped with a small carrot clip, the same style as the one on Puppy's head.
Ji Tanyuan's white loungewear was soft and comfortable, and her embrace was softer than her father's. Ji Fuying felt like he was back in his hometown when he was in her arms.
Ji Tanyuan patted the little one's back and coaxed, "Our little Ying is much better behaved than your sister was when she was little. Your sister used to tear my house apart so badly that there wasn't even a place to stand."
Zhong Yan stretched his shoulders and, upon hearing this, asked, "If Fuying were as energetic as a puppy?"
He'll go crazy.
Zhong Yan looked at her daughter and scoffed, "Besides, Puppy doesn't need to be held all the time. If she's so capable, she can crawl around and play by herself, and take things apart if she wants."
The drowsy little girl seemed to hear her father's complaints, and she pouted and let out a soft whimper.
Ji Tanyuan made two "oh oh oh" sounds and coaxed, "Your father didn't say anything to you."
After finally falling asleep, Ji Tanyuan called the nanny to her bedside.
She straightened up and walked up the steps to the top of the stairs.
“I have to go on a business trip in two months. Why don’t you take the child to Yanjing? By then, the child will be six months old, so it shouldn’t be a problem for him to travel far.”
Zhong Yan paused in his work in the study, looked up at the person leaning against the door upon hearing the sound.
Ji Tanyuan smiled and said, "Don't be surprised. It's normal for children to see their grandparents. I won't go. I don't like it. In the future, when you take the children to see Yanjing, you don't need to ask my opinion."
“It’s just that I don’t like your grandma, so you can’t let Fuying be alone with your grandma.”
Zhong Yan leaned back. "Are you serious?"
Ji Tanyuan raised an eyebrow. "Are you serious about me never going to your house again? Or are you serious about sending Fuying to Yanjing?"
Zhong Yan rubbed his temples. "It's nothing, I understand."
Given their divorce, it's perfectly reasonable for Ji Tanyuan not to go, and it's also reasonable for Fuying, as the Zhong family's granddaughter, to go back and see her elders.
Six months after giving birth, Ji Tanyuan and her team flew back and forth between Hong Kong and the United States to prepare for the company's listing. Zhong Yan took the child back to Yanjing to meet the elders.
In the past six months, the child has become more and more lively. At six months, the child is at the age when he can't speak, isn't afraid, understands simple human language, and is at his cutest.
Upon returning to Yanjing, he captured the hearts of all the adults.
Zhou Yanyu glanced behind him; there were only two childcare workers who had come with him.
"Tan Yuan, she didn't come?"
Zhong Yan hummed in agreement, "I've gone to work in Gangcheng."
Zhou Yanyu thought about it and realized that Ji Tanyuan was not the kind of person who would compromise herself to come, nor would she come for Zhong Yan. Yet she did not interfere with Zhong Yan and the child. She was truly dignified, generous, and cold-blooded.
The old lady's health was not as good as before. When she saw her great-granddaughter, not in a photo, but a vibrant life that she could touch, she immediately became envious.
She looked up at Zhong Yan and asked, "How long are you staying? Can you stay longer?"
The pleading in her eyes was genuine, yet this same person had once been unreasonable and made things difficult for Ji Tanyuan. In her own mind, she might not have thought it was making things difficult, but from the other person's perspective, it was.
The clash of ideas between different eras is cruel. No one will ignore personal feelings to forgive someone who has actually made things difficult for them, and Ji Tanyuan was not wrong either.
Zhong Yan, holding her daughter, bent down and said, "We'll stay for a week."
A week isn't long, but it's better than nothing.
The cold power had long since eroded everyone's heart, including Zhong Yan's. Only when facing his daughter would he briefly forget the scheming and power struggles at work.
Now that this family has met Ji Fuying, they are beginning to yearn for the long-lost warmth of being surrounded by their children and grandchildren.
The old man lifted the little girl up and pinned a medal on her, saying, "This is for you, Xiao Bao."
When Ji Fuying is happy, she has a good temper and will let anyone hold her.
She was covered in gifts.
She didn't understand; she would just show it to her father and say it was hers.
Zhong Yan exclaimed, "Yours, yours, all yours!"
Wen Yi'an looked at the scene before her and was extremely envious.
Zhong Jing held his niece, and Zhong Yan said, "Give your uncle a kiss."
Ji Fuying didn't know how to kiss, but she knew it meant the lips touching the cheeks, so she listened to her father.
A glutinous rice ball, sticking up to you on its own, makes your heart soften.
Zhong Jing laughed, "So you want a red envelope?"
"How about we ask your aunt?"
He handed the child to Wen Yi'an, who seemed a little awkward.
When Ji Fuying saw the beautiful Wen Yi'an, he clung to her before the adults could even say anything.
Wen Yi'an was surprised, and her eyes reddened. "Thank you, Fu Ying."
She hung a gold lock around the baby's neck.
Zhong Fangqi asked Ji Tanyuan at the dinner table.
Zhong Yan clicked his tongue. "Don't ask anymore. She won't come anymore, nor will she stop Fu Ying from coming. This is fine."
Now look at the state of things, why didn't you do this earlier?
Zhong Fangqi asked in a deep voice, "Are you blaming me?"
Zhong Yan hummed in response and retorted, "Shouldn't we blame them?"
Zhong Fangqi choked, "There are gains and losses. That was the most appropriate choice back then. You blame me because I considered the bigger picture and not you. But when you benefited, why weren't you grateful to me?"
Zhong Yan crossed his arms and raised his chin. "Aren't you grateful? Then who's that little one you're holding in your arms?"
"So you got what you wanted, so why are you asking now? Do you want to get back what you lost and gave up? There's no such thing as a free lunch. I've already accepted it, so why can't you accept it?"
“It’s not wrong for Ji Tanyuan to be wary of you, not to believe you, and not to remarry you. It’s also not wrong for her to prioritize the group’s interests now. You don’t need to be so hypocritical. If you secretly plot against her and she doesn’t let Fuying come back in the future, you’ll regret it even more,” Zhong Yan said.
"Anyway, this is the last time I'm reminding you, so don't hold me back again."
Zhong Fangqi said in a deep voice, "Zhong Yan, all you do is make me angry."
"Just wait and see Fuying grow up, and you'll understand my good intentions."
As Fuying spoke, she slapped her grandfather across the face.
She let out a soft "Ah," her big eyes looking at her grandfather with confusion.
Zhong Fangqi's attention was drawn, and he smiled, his smile as gentle as could be: "What does Fuying want to do? Tell Grandpa."
She began to lean outwards, wanting to go outside and see the snow.
Zhong Fangqi exclaimed, "Oh dear, that won't do, it's too cold."
Ji Fuying was unwilling and started pulling her grandfather's hair. Zhong Yan was gloating. Now, apart from his daughter, who would dare to pull Secretary Zhong's hair? He encouraged her, "Daughter, pull more. Your grandfather only bullies me."
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