Chapter : 63

"Alright, alright. Mister, please come over here. Please come to the second floor." Hearing that, the lady knew that a big client had come, and welcomed Zhang Han to the second floor with a warm smile.

"Sir, your daughter is so beautiful. It would be better if her hair was tidied up." The lady looked at Mengmeng, and her eyes lit up.

When Mengmeng was with him, he had always let it be the case by hugging his head. It was only when Zhang Han went to the beach that he gave Mengmeng a ponytail that shot into the sky.

Even so, Mengmeng's exquisite little face managed to control her unusual hairstyle.

There are no ugly hairstyles in the world, only people who cannot handle their hairstyles. Some people, whether long or short hair, are very good-looking.

Some people had fewer hairstyles, such as perm, or straight hair. If they had a new hairstyle, they might not look like they had for a long time. It was like giving a bald man a comb, or something like that.

As for Mengmeng, she had a good face and a full hairstyle, it would make the staff of Shadow Tower feel much more relaxed.

"Of course my daughter is beautiful. Look at her hairstyle." Zhang Han chuckled.

Facing the praise, Mengmeng was naturally happy, he hummed a song in a low voice. In the afternoon, Mengmeng had changed his hairstyle quite a bit, and took ten pictures by himself.

Some looked angry, some looked happy, some had cute pouting mouths, and some even had one eye closed while the other had a golden fish mouth.

The photographer even wanted Mengmeng to look like he was about to cry, because he loved art.

Thus, he brought up the idea.

"Gulp …" What are you crying for? " Mengmeng blinked his large and clear eyes and asked curiously.

And when Zhang Han heard this, he immediately glared and replied:

"What are you talking about, don't take any pictures."

The cameraman's expression froze. He quickly forced a smile and started to take photos of Zhang Han and Mengmeng.

There was a picture of Mengmeng riding on a neck. Mengmeng rode on top of the PaPa's neck, raising both of his hands, leaving behind a happy little face. As for Zhang Han, who was at the side, she had a smile that anyone could see.

Of course, there were also pictures of Mengmeng kissing PaPa, with his face close to hers, and Mengmeng nestling in his embrace with her big hands pulling on his chest, etc.

After taking the picture, the cameraman added Zhang Han's WeChat and told him that he would finish processing the picture tonight and take it out for the cafeteria tomorrow morning.

Zhang Han went downstairs to pay and then directly left. Before he left, the photographer was praising him:

"The pictures of Sir and your daughter are the most beautiful and warmest photos I've ever taken …"

Facing the praises, Zhang Han only laughed lightly.

Just as he got on the car, Zhang Han's phone started ringing. He took it out and saw that it was Zhang Li who called.

"Bro, your restaurant is open for business, right? How about it? Do you not have a single customer with that skill of yours? " Zhang Li joked.

"Huh?" What? And you even started to make fun of your brother? " Zhang Han laughed and replied.

Zhang Han liked the jokes of relatives a lot, and only when he was with his family did he feel that he was a relative, not a Han Yang Immortal.

Family affection is not something that can be changed by differences in class strength.

"I'm not teasing you. I know how you cook. Remember, on my fifteenth birthday, you cooked once. What happened?" Zhang Li said with a smile.

"In the end, we all had diarrhea for an entire day, and in the end, you even went to complain to our mother that our big brother wanted to murder you." Zhang Han said with a smile.

In his mind, he recalled the scene from that day.

At that time, Zhang Li was fifteen, and he was eighteen. Although he had played very well in the Shang Jing, and was young and frivolous, looking down on others, he still felt very pained towards his own little sister. On Zhang Li's birthday, Zhang Han wanted to give him a special present.

Thus, after thinking about it, he decided to make a 'big meal' himself. As a result, everyone knew that this big meal was like a laxative.

From then on, Zhang Li would call Zhang Han the 'Kitchen Assassin'!

If Liang Mengqi and the others knew about this, they would probably be greatly shocked.

"Humph!" Zhang Li snorted and said: "I thought you had forgotten. I will be on vacation the day after tomorrow, I'm going to take a look at your place."

"Mmm, this time, I'll let you experience my true culinary skills." Zhang Han smiled slightly.

Most likely, after Zhang Li ate his own food, she would not be willing to leave.

She would have to endure through the night till the latter half of the night, when the days and nights were reversed, and it was still rather difficult. The important thing was, that kind of place was filled with fish and dragons mixed together, with all sorts of people watching at night, and most of the people watching at night were from the society, no matter what Zhang Li said, she was still a slim and graceful beauty, and it didn't take a thought to think that there would be some blind people who would harass her.

Instead of that job, why not stay in your own restaurant and serve a meal or something?

At this time, Zhang Han was already preparing for Zhang Li's arrival, so the prepared food was a bit more sumptuous, causing her to stay in the cave.

Zhang Li laughed after hearing this, and then spoke a few words with Zhang Han before hanging up the phone.

"PaPa is... Is Auntie coming to be a guest? " Mengmeng who was seated in the back row asked with a little curiosity.

"Yes, your aunt will come the day after tomorrow." Zhang Han nodded.

"Ugh..." That Mama will be back the day after tomorrow! PaPa, don't we still have to go to the big bird's place to pick up Mama? " Mengmeng reminded her with her young voice.

"Your mother won't be here until ten in the evening. We can drive there by nine o'clock. Your aunt should be here by day." Zhang Han said.

"Oh." Mengmeng answered crisply, his large eyes blinking without anyone knowing what he was thinking. Finally, after five minutes, Mengmeng said in a baby voice, "PaPa, mm … That little sister Kiki said she loved you today. "

"She was joking." Zhang Han could not help but laugh.

"That, that... Ugh … "No, only Mama can love PaPa, others can't …" Although Mengmeng didn't understand love, she understood that PaPa and Mama loved each other.

"Your mother, she …" Zhang Han smiled and shook his head. He muttered to himself for a while, then replied: "Mengmeng, dad has you, there's no need to worry."

"Un humph, PaPa, Mama, Mengmeng, I want to come with you, Forever, um …" Never separate "We will never separate," Mengmeng said in her childish voice filled with determination and expectation.

"Yes, Forever." Zhang Han solemnly nodded his head.

Aside from Zi Yan, Mengmeng would definitely be with him forever. A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years … Forever.

"How about … …" For Mengmeng's sake, get the child's mother to soak in his hands first? "

Zhang Han thought about it in his heart.

"It's better not to overdo it, just let nature take its course."

Regarding matters of the heart, Zhang Han liked to let nature take its course. Just like how he liked to live a quality life, he enjoyed this kind of spiritual pursuit.

Love Mengmeng was real, but it was not love Zi Yan yet. Furthermore, Zi Yan did not know any kind of attitude towards him, as the time they had been together was too short.

On the other hand, the past few days of chatting had brought the two of them closer to each other. Sometimes, they would even chat about interesting things.

From a friend to a lover, this process was a very important memory in a person's life.

Furthermore, Zhang Han subconsciously felt that it wouldn't be long before Zi Yan would fall to his knees under his jeans.

Returning back to the dining hall, Zhang Han gave Mengmeng a bath in the afternoon.

Mengmeng sat in the lake full of bubbles. She was very happy as her little hands continuously waved the bubbles, and her childish voice hummed a song.

"Oh, oh, oh, I love bathing... "My skin is fine, oh, oh, oh, I love bathing my skin. Oh, oh, oh, oh, I love bathing …"

The Little Princess only remembered this one sentence, but with just that one sentence, Mengmeng had been snorting from beginning to end, causing Zhang Han to laugh involuntarily.

Although the song hummed intermittently, Mengmeng's voice had inherited Zi Yan's bloodline, and was somewhat childish, but the sound of her voice was still very attractive and enchanting.

Soon, it was half past five.

Although the opening hours were written at 18.00-19.00, it seemed that some people already knew that there was no place to sit at the party. Thus, at 5.30 p.m., six customers came one after another.

Amongst the six people, one of them was someone Zhang Han had met once before.

Apparently, he was subdued by the Egg Fried Rice and had pulled his friends over to have a taste.

At this time, Zhang Han also started to cook the rice, and before long, he walked in alone.

This time he didn't bring a girl because he felt that he wasn't a member yet, so not only could he not act cool when bringing a beauty over, it even made it seem like his young master Sun didn't have any money. So he planned to not bring any women over until he bought the membership card.

"Are you full?" Sun Dongheng saw that there were already six people sitting at the three tables. He was slightly startled and turned to look at Zhang Han, asking:

"Boss, this place is full. Can I sit there?"

While talking, Sun Dongheng pointed to the member seats that Liang Mengqi and the others had bought.

"No." Zhang Han replied indifferently.

Sun Dongheng laughed bitterly and sighed as he stood to the side of the table and waited in line.

Sun Dongheng was originally a rich second generation, and his temper was also average. Typically, he loved to act cool, like he didn't even care about half a bottle of wine at all, but in this Zhang Han's restaurant, he really didn't have a temper.

The boss was too personal and treated the customers with a bad attitude.

Let the diners serve their own food, and only the members can taste the tasty dishes! Furthermore, he never found a zero when he gave them the money!

The first two times, Sun Dongheng gave him money, he waited for two seconds, but after seeing Zhang Han casually putting the money in the drawer and walking away, he finally understood that the boss did not plan on looking for money!

However, he didn't think much of the one hundred and eighty yuan. After all, the Egg-Fried Rice here was the best in the world.

Putting aside the matter of finding money, he was still a frequent customer and a loyal fan! You can't even sit on a member's seat and eat a meal!

"The membership card here!" I must do it! '

Sun Dongheng clenched his teeth as he thought resolutely in his heart.