If you are asked to be a professional bootlicker, you will turn the goddess into a clown?

Ever since Zhang Yang went on a "business trip", Meng Ling's life seems to have returned to what it was before.

She has finished her courses for this semester at Tunghai University and is now focusing all her energy on the company and Yingying.

She was exhausted from daily company meetings and daily intrigues with superiors and subordinates. When she got home and heard Yingying ask her, "Is Dad back from his business trip?" she suddenly felt a little sad.

But she did not ask Zhang Yang further, because he said that he would give her an answer. As long as he did not give an answer, it would be a ray of light hidden in the darkness.

Today I promised Yingying that I would pick her up from school. I wanted to tell my secretary about my affairs and leave, but I didn't expect to have to attend another meeting.

She glanced at the time. It was already past four o'clock, so she decided to call the teacher.

"Hello, Teacher Ou, I'm Yingying's mother. I may not be able to pick up Yingying until a little later today. Please put her in after-school care..."

"Didn't Yingying's father pick her up? Didn't he tell you?"

Meng Ling was stunned and didn't react for a moment: "Dad?"

"Yes, I picked it up twenty minutes ago. I paid with a credit card."

Meng Ling's heart was pounding. Was it him? He was back? He was the only one who had Yingying's card.

"Mr. Meng, let's get ready for the meeting. Everyone is waiting for you." The secretary said at the office door.

"Tell them I have an emergency and will open it tomorrow morning."

"But... Musk from the headquarters is also here..."

"I told you I have something urgent to do, didn't you understand?" Meng Ling grabbed her bag, said this and walked away.

She hurriedly left the office, got into the elevator, and went down to the parking lot on the first floor below ground. When she pressed the car key, her Mercedes made a sound.

A childish voice came from the car: "Mom!"

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhang Yang holding Yingying, standing next to the car with a smile on his face.

Zhang Yang put Yingying down, and she flew to Meng Ling like a little bird. She pulled her skirt and said, "Mom, Dad said that you usually pick me up, so today we're here to pick up Mom."

Meng Ling choked up, and the feeling of home came back to her.

Zhang Yang slowly walked up to her, stared at her and said, "It's not time to get off work yet. I'll play with Yingying. We'll go together after you get off work. As long as you're willing, we'll have plenty of time in the future. Are you... willing?"

Meng Ling bit her lip, rushed forward and hugged him tightly: "Yes, yes..."

Yingying was sandwiched between the two of them and said with a smile: "I was sandwiched between my parents."

……

That night, Zhang Yang finally did not leave in a hurry as usual, but patiently coaxed Yingying to sleep at the bedside.

Looking at the smile on the little girl's lips, Zhang Yang felt sweet in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel fortunate that his choice was right.

There will be many days left for me to accompany Yingying. Of course, there are more important people...

He gently covered her with the quilt and tiptoed out of bed.

Turning around, I saw Meng Ling standing at the head of the bed wearing a crimson suspender pajamas.

Her snow-white shoulders, pretty face, towering breasts and charming smile all looked extremely attractive under the dim light.

"What? Now that you've found your sister, where else do you want to go?" Meng Ling said as she had already wrapped her arms around Zhang Yang's neck.

Zhang Yang's heart was moved by her captivating eyes, and he felt his breathing become rapid.

"Of course we can't stay here any longer." Zhang Yang said in a low voice.

Meng's expression changed: "Where else are you going?"

Zhang Yang leaned over to her ear and said, "Of course we should change rooms. It would be embarrassing if we wake Yingying up." After that, before Meng Ling could react, he had already picked her up.

This sudden attack made Meng Ling moan softly, and her two beautiful white legs even kicked twice in the air to express her protest.

But a burst of giggles came out of her mouth.

At this moment, Zhang Yang suddenly stopped and said, "Uncle Meng."

It turned out that Meng Boyu came out of the living room to drink water. He exchanged glances with the two of them, then turned his head and pretended not to see them, muttering, "An old cow can be so happy eating tender grass..."

Zhang Yang and Meng Ling looked at each other, consciously lowered their voices, and quietly entered the guest room.

Meng Ling turned around and pushed Zhang Yang down on the bed. She stared at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "I think you dote on Yingying too much. I'm a little jealous."

Zhang Yang looked at Sister Ling who was so close to him, and his breathing became more and more rapid: "Then what do you say we should do?"

Meng Ling stroked his face and said, "Give Yingying a brother or sister."

Zhang Yang pretended to be surprised and said, "Then... Sister Ling, you have to give me some pressure."

Meng Ling bit her lip and revealed a charming smile. Her two warm lips pressed against his, and along with it came the suffocating pressure that made the man feel suffocated.

……

Two years later, Tunghai University.

After graduating from school, Zhang Yang did not leave the school, but stayed on to work as a staff member in the Academic Affairs Office.

The not-so-busy job gave him time to take care of Yingying and her brother. Besides, he liked the school atmosphere and often mingled with the new students.

After the freshman activity that evening, several new boys invited him to dinner.

A boy asked: "Brother Zhang, I heard that your paper on "Time Management" is often used as a classic case in school lectures. How did you write such a good paper?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's well written. Of course, it has some practice. Theory comes from practice in life..."

A crew-haired boy asked curiously, "What is that practice? Tell us about it."

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and said, "This story begins on a Christmas morning..."

"Zhang Yang!" A female voice interrupted him, and a hot beauty in red clothes came in from outside.

Meng Ling walked up to Zhang Yang, twisted his ear and said, "Stop bragging here, why don't you go back and take care of the kids?"

Zhang Yang grimaced in pain: "I'll go right away, right away..."

Meng Ling showed a satisfied smile on her face, and yelled at the other boys who were drooling at her: "What are you looking at? Eat yours!"

(Third ending, Meng Ling)