"M-Mr. Meng."
The assistant was scared stiff by the cold air coming off Meng Yanzhi; he couldn’t even speak clearly. He stammered, "Mr. Meng, n-no, Meng Siyu is here."
"So he’s here, what are you panicking for?"
Meng Yanzhi snapped. Knowing it was because of Chenchen, he walked straight downstairs.
He was still on the staircase when he ran right into the furious Meng Siyu coming up. Meng Siyu said, "Meng Yanzhi, where’s Chenchen? Where are you hiding her?"
"Shh."
Meng Yanzhi raised a finger to his lips, gesturing for silence. He lowered his voice and said, "Chenchen just fell asleep not long ago, don’t wake her."
"Meng Siyu, no matter what, we’re both Meng. I’m also Chenchen’s uncle. I invite her out for a meal, and that’s not allowed?" Meng Yanzhi looked at Meng Siyu, the jealousy pressed deep in his heart faintly rising.
It was just that, in these ten years, Meng Yanzhi was no longer the man who used to flare up at the drop of a hat.
"I’m her real uncle," Meng Siyu reminded him.
Meng Yanzhi shot him a sidelong glance, but regardless of what he said, Meng Siyu had to see with his own eyes that Chenchen was safe before he could relax.
The assistant stood off to the side, not sure if he should stop Meng Siyu.
Meng Yanzhi stepped aside to let Meng Siyu go upstairs, which also showed his attitude.
"Make tea."
Meng Yanzhi instructed the assistant, then went to the living room and sat down on the guest sofa.
Before long, the tea was ready. The fragrance of tea filled the living room as Meng Yanzhi waited for Meng Siyu to come back down from upstairs.
Upstairs.
Meng Siyu easily found the room Chenchen was in. He pushed the door open. The dreamy Princess room was especially pretty, exactly the style Chenchen had always liked.
On the carpet by the window, Chenchen was hugging a doll, sleeping soundly. Sunlight spilled over her, making her look like a little Angel, holy and beautiful.
The moment he saw her, the anxiety in Meng Siyu’s heart finally eased.
Meng Siyu silently lightened his footsteps and walked over to Chenchen. He carefully sat down in front of her. He practically wanted to grab her up and give her a good spanking, but looking at her sleeping face, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it, couldn’t even bear to wake her.
"Chenchen, do you know how worried Daddy was?"
Meng Siyu lowered his voice, raising a hand to gently smooth back the long hair that had fallen over Chenchen’s face.
He sat there for a long time before quietly backing out.
Living room.
Meng Yanzhi had been waiting for him. He said, "Well? I didn’t lie to you, did I?"
"Where did you see her?" Meng Siyu asked.
Meng Yanzhi gave him a look and said, "At the mall, near the restrooms. Do you know, if it hadn’t been for me, Chenchen would’ve been kidnapped today."
Just thinking of that scene made Meng Yanzhi unable to stop his anger.
Angry that Meng Siyu hadn’t protected Chenchen properly.
He clearly had Tang Yue, had such a cute child. If—if it were him, he would never let the child be in even the slightest danger.
"Meng Siyu, this is how you act as a father?"
"She’s still so little, how could you let her be outside alone?"
Meng Yanzhi poured out the countless grievances in his heart, scolding Meng Siyu up and down.
"Thank you."
Meng Siyu said it sincerely.
Meng Yanzhi was mid-lecture when he heard that and froze on the spot.
Back home, Tang Yue only then belatedly found out that Chenchen had gone missing today, and then even had a meal at Meng Yanzhi’s place.
Tang Yue was so angry she made Chenchen stand facing the wall to reflect.
"What, you can’t bear it?" Tang Yue looked at the heartache written all over Meng Siyu’s face and couldn’t help saying, "This whole mess started because of Chenchen’s greed. If the siblings had stayed together and Ding Ling had been with them the whole time, today’s danger never would’ve happened. She has to reflect properly."
With Meng Siyu spoiling his daughter without any bottom line, Tang Yue, as her real mom, could only play the strict one!
"She has to reflect."
Meng Siyu talked tough, but in his heart he was hurting terribly.
Zaozao and Chenchen were both standing facing the wall, reflecting. Even Ding Ling felt extremely guilty. Tang Yue instead comforted her, saying, "Ding Ling, this isn’t your fault. It’s all because Chenchen is too greedy. Her greedy little habit just won’t change."
"You must be exhausted taking the two of them out, right?"
Tang Yue went on comforting her. "Don’t dwell on it. Chenchen’s safe and sound. You should rest early too."
"Sister Tang, it’s me who shouldn’t have left Chenchen alone in the dessert shop."
Ding Ling felt horribly guilty inside. If she had insisted on taking Chenchen with her, none of this would have happened.
"It’s not your fault, really not."
After a lot of effort, Tang Yue finally talked Ding Ling around. Then she turned to Meng Siyu and asked, "How did Chenchen end up at Meng Yanzhi’s place?"
"He just happened to run into her."
Thinking of the Princess room Meng Yanzhi had prepared, Meng Siyu realized it looked freshly done. And as far as he knew, Meng Yanzhi didn’t have a girlfriend, let alone a child. So was that Princess room specially prepared for Chenchen?
Can’t have Xiao Yue, so he’s set his sights on their daughter?
No way. He couldn’t let Chenchen have too much contact with Meng Yanzhi.
Even if Meng Yanzhi had saved Chenchen this time, so what?

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