The clothes she was wearing were too dirty and smelled very strong. After Xia Mengying took a shower, she washed the clothes she changed into together.
Xia Mengying's figure is considered tall, but Ning Ziqian's shirt is still a bit too big for her. When she wears it, it is as loose as a costume. The dress is very long, almost reaching her knees, and it is just like a costume.
The skirt was the same, although the shirt was a little thin, but because it was dark, it was not very see-through. It was much more conservative than the big red deep V suspender belt. Xia Mengying took a look in the mirror and patted it with water.
My face is generally quite satisfactory.
"Has it been washed?"
Ning Ziqian was sitting on the sofa. The TV in the living room was on and a financial news was being reported. Ning Ziqian heard the sound of opening the door and stood up from the sofa. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised in the bright sunshine.
He was standing, warm as the sun, with a tall and tall figure, and dark eyes, clear and handsome. He stood against the light, and his handsome face was a little blurry in the sun. It only made people feel noble, elegant, and extraordinary. He stood there
Looking at Xia Mengying beside the sofa, her dark eyes were like a ball of extremely thick ink.
Xia Mengying was stunned for a long time. When she came to her senses, she responded stupidly. She couldn't help but secretly sighed in her heart that she didn't have a good eye for others. A man with such an outstanding temperament would be willing to accept a woman's favor.
, why do you need to do those dirty things?
Xia Mengying felt a little embarrassed when Ning Ziqian looked at her, so she limped to him and said, "The clothes are a little too big."
"what do you want to eat?"
It's okay that Ning Ziqian didn't mention it. When he asked, Xia Mengying suddenly felt hungry. She had hardly eaten anything all day yesterday. She had just drank a glass of water after waking up in the morning after struggling.
"What's there to eat at home?"
Xia Mengying thought that Ning Ziqian wanted to cook himself.
“No ready-made food, call to order.”
"Why order takeout? Why don't you just cook it yourself?"
Ning Ziqian looked at Xia Mengying, who was taking it for granted, and coughed a few times. After a while, under Xia Mengying's confused gaze, he reluctantly said, "I can't."
Ever since he was a child, he had never been in the kitchen.
"I know how to do it. What do you have at home?"
Ning Ziqian was stunned for a moment, pointed to the refrigerator and said, "Go to the refrigerator and take a look yourself."
Most of the time, Ning Ziqian only comes back to rest at night. During the day, he is at the company, either going out to socialize or having dinner with Ling Zeyu and Xu Heng. Everything in the refrigerator is bought by Ling Zeyu. He will come here occasionally.
Here, if I'm in a good mood, I'll cook a few dishes.
Xia Mengying opened the refrigerator. Compared with the place where she lived before, Ning Ziqian's refrigerator seemed a little empty. There were only a few eggs and ham, but neither of them was enough.
"Ning Ziqian, do you have noodles at home? Instant noodles are also fine."
"Let's order takeout." Ning Ziqian hesitated for a moment, "You're injured, so it's not convenient for you to do it yourself."
"No." Xia Mengying insisted, "I have to do it myself."
"There should be one in the kitchen, I'll go look for it."
Last week, Ling Zeyu stayed here for a few days, and he seemed to have eaten noodles.
Xia Mengying took out the eggs and ham from the refrigerator and followed Ning Ziqian. Before she entered the kitchen, the cell phone on the sofa suddenly rang.
"Ning Ziqian, this is for you. I'll answer the phone first."
Xia Mengying stuffed the ham and bread into Ning Ziqian's hand and turned around.
The call was from Xia Dahai. Xia Mengying looked at the word "Dad" dancing on the screen and felt it was extremely dazzling. Her mood, which had only slightly improved, was suddenly covered by a large haze. She didn't even think about it and pressed the button in annoyance.
She stood up and slammed the phone on the sofa. If she wasn't worried that Fang Jingyi, Sun Hui and the others would not be able to find her, she would have really wanted to throw the phone down the stairs and smash it to pieces.
Xia Mengying stared at the phone, as if she wanted to burn it to ashes with the anger in her eyes. She patted her chest and pinched her face to make sure her face wouldn't look too ugly. She just turned around and was about to go into the kitchen.
, the phone, which had been quiet for a while, began to vibrate again.
Xia Mengying turned her head, stared at the phone angrily, and quickly picked it up from the sofa. She stood up straight, raised the phone, and held it tightly, her eyes red.
In this world, those who can fall in love with her are often close relatives. If that person was not her father, if they did not have a relationship for more than 20 years, she would not be so disappointed and uncomfortable now.
After all, Xia Mengying didn't throw the phone away. She sat helplessly on the sofa, feeling annoyed. She glanced in the direction of the kitchen, hesitated for a long time, stood up from the sofa, and limped away.
I went to the balcony and answered the phone.
"What do you want from me?"
Xia Mengying didn't call her daddy, and her voice was cold and stiff.
Over the years, she and her mother had been aggrieved because of Ye Qiuju's incident. Even though she was dissatisfied with Xia Dahai's attitude, she never said it or showed it, but this incident really disappointed her.
Now, she can't be calm.
"You don't even want to call daddy?"
Xia Dahai's voice sounded a little depressed. Through the phone, Xia Mengying could feel that his mood was very low, giving people an indescribable feeling of tiredness.
"Is this what you called me to say?"
Xia Mengying was unmoved, full of gunpowder.
There are some things that she can convince herself to forgive, but there are some things that she really can't forgive.
"Yesterday was your twentieth birthday. Whatever gift you want, dad will buy it for you."
Over there, Xia Dahai was silent for a long time and suddenly changed the topic. Xia Mengying felt anxious, angry and sad. When she heard this, her heart twisted into a ball and she became even more uncomfortable.
"So, you still remember."
Xia Mengying laughed coldly and continued, "But no need, you have already given me a big birthday surprise in advance. I will definitely never forget it in my life."
Xia Mengying pursed her lips, her eyes were red, she held the phone hard in her palm, sniffed, and stretched out her other hand to touch her face hard. Although the swelling had subsided, the wound had already
Stay in my heart.
"Mengmeng!"
Xia Dahai shouted loudly, suppressing his anger, but Xia Mengying could hear his dissatisfaction, and her heart became colder. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the sunlight was so dazzling that it made people want to cry. She stood blankly.
, I want to hang up the phone, but I don’t want to move at all.
"Since you know it's my birthday, why do you do that? A gift? I really am not in that mood right now. What do you think of me, a three-year-old child? You think that just giving me something can make me forget all the happiness and unhappiness.
? Some of the things I want cannot be bought with money."