"That was Yaoyao's father just now. Are you like this? What will you do if Yaoyao finds out?"
On the way back, Tang Li was a little worried and subconsciously asked this question.
Zhang Shengli said nonchalantly: "It is Yaoyao's sorrow to have such a father in the stall."
"What do you mean?" Tang Li was confused.
"Think about it, knowing that his son wanted to harm his daughter, his first reaction was to care about his son and even use money to redeem him. How important do you think Yaoyao is in his heart?"
After listening to Zhang Shengli's explanation, Tang Li understood instantly. The expression on her face kept changing, and she didn't know how to explain it for a while.
"So, it's better not to let Yaoyao know about this matter. Just let him stay here. As long as she doesn't leave Yuelong Villa, she'll be fine."
Even though he said this, Zhang Shengli still felt sad in his heart.
My daughter has become a tool, a tool for paving the way for my family. It is hard for people to believe this.
While the two were talking, they had arrived at the entrance of the village, but the crowd surrounding the entrance caught their attention.
Zhang Shengli frowned and walked forward quickly.
It’s a reporter again!
They looked at the other party holding the microphone and pulling a woman's arm. Behind them, there was a photographer and a middle-aged man.
Fortunately, this reporter is more sensible, at least he doesn't have a strong tone, and what he says is easier for people to like.
Zhang Shengli stepped forward, grabbed a villager, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"
The villager whispered: "It seems that they are here to find Xiaoli."
It was Xiaoli again, and Zhang Shengli was extremely annoyed. Looking at the woman with red and swollen eyes, and then at the young female reporter, he almost couldn't help but want to force her away.
He now feels that only 10 million is too cheap. Zhu Xinping, what this kid did really brought him huge trouble.
With his head as big as an ox, he had no choice but to step forward and wave to the photographer.
The meaning is obvious, don’t take pictures yet, have your own say.
However, this photographer was very respectful. As soon as Zhang Shengli waved, he immediately turned off the camera. Based on this, Zhang Shengli could not use force.
"Hello, we are..."
The female reporter was about to conduct an interview, but was interrupted by Zhang Shengli.
"We refuse to be interviewed now. If it is really for the good of the children, it is best not to expose this kind of thing."
After saying that, he turned his gaze to the woman and asked, "Are you really Xiaoli's biological mother?"
"I don't know. I won't know until I meet her."
Hearing this, Zhang Shengli frowned and did this again.
"I won't let you see her until we are sure." Zhang Shengli shook his head and asked, "Answer me a question first. How old was Xiaoli when you separated?"
The woman glanced at Zhang Shengli and seemed a little scared, but with the reporter's encouragement, she still replied: "It's not even a full moon yet."
Zhang Shengli was startled for a moment, glanced at the woman, and continued to ask: "Okay, where is her father? Is he here too?"
"Her father died a long time ago. He died a few days before Xiaoli was born. He fell from the mountain and died."
call!
Zhang Shengli let out a long breath, glanced at the man following the photographer, and asked: "Then who is this person? Isn't he from Xiaoli..."
"He is not, he is my current husband."
"Oh..." Zhang Shengli spoke in a long tone and asked again: "Now I assume that you are real, so let me ask you another question. You should know that Xiaoli and her grandfather are still in the village, right?"
"Know."
"Then why didn't you look for it before and only came today?"
"I...I..." The woman suddenly had nothing to say. She opened her mouth for a long time, but she couldn't even come up with a single word of explanation.
Seeing this, Zhang Shengli showed a smile and continued: "Since this question is difficult to answer, let me change it."
"Do you have any children of your own now?" Zhang Shengli was afraid that the other party wouldn't understand, so he explained: "I'm talking about other than Xiao Li."
The woman didn't understand, but she still nodded and said, "Yes, I have a four-year-old son."
Zhang Shengli nodded and said: "Okay, I've finished asking my questions. I will treat Xiaoli as your daughter now, but I will also say something ugly beforehand. Xiaoli is seven years old this year and has the ability to make independent choices."
"I'll let you meet me later, but I will follow you throughout the process. If she doesn't agree to recognize her, you can't take her away, let alone force her. If you can't agree, then I'm sorry, you can only come from where and go back.
go."
After saying that, Zhang Shengli turned around and left, directly entering the village.
Tang Li followed behind without saying a word.
The reporter, on the other hand, held the microphone and opened his mouth several times. He didn't know what to ask, so he had to pull the woman and follow him closely.
This time, the two villagers guarding the gate did not stop them, but looked at these people leaving with a strange look on their faces.
The reporter was kind-hearted and kept comforting the woman in front of him.
But after hearing her comforting words, Zhang Shengli showed a smile.
Suddenly he turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man who was following closely.
"By the way, I was so anxious just now that I forgot to tell you that even if Xiaoli agrees to leave with you, you have to pay me back the money we have spent on her in the past year."
"What?" The reporter's expression suddenly changed. He quickly took a few steps towards Zhang Shengli and said with a look of disgust, "Why? Why are you like this?"
"How am I doing?" Zhang Shengli spread his hands and said, "I helped them take care of their daughter for a full year, so it's me who has to pay for this year's expenses? According to our Yuelong Villa's food standards, I
After a rough calculation, if it’s not 100,000, it’s probably 70,000 or 80,000, right?”
"I don't want more. For the sake of getting to know Xiaoli, as long as Xiaoli agrees, you only need to pay me another 50,000 yuan and the matter will be over."
"You are simply a robber." The reporter became angry.
However, Zhang Shengli fixed his gaze on the middle-aged man. The man's eyes changed several times, and he suddenly stepped forward, took the woman's arm, and said, "Xiu Qin, let's go. Let's take this daughter."
No more."
"It was agreed at the beginning that as long as we recognize this daughter, not only will we not take our money, but we will also be given 20,000 yuan. Now, 50,000 yuan, where can I get it?"
After saying this, Zhang Shengli's face was expressionless, but Tang Li behind him had a strange expression.
"Robber?" Zhang Shengli shook his head and said: "I am a businessman. Since you are a reporter, you should ask. People here call me Boss Zhang. I don't like doing business at a loss, so don't
Hold me to the standards of a good person."
The woman's eyes averted, she looked at the female reporter, then at her husband, and said, "We don't recognize the kiss. We made a mistake. I don't have a daughter, I only have one son."
As he said that, he pulled his husband and ran outside.