The strategy failed, she came back holding the bottle

"Don't mind?" Jiang Feng was a little confused. Don't children nowadays mind their father having a stepmother?

Even though his child is a little different, he is still her biological father no matter what!

If my daughter doesn't mind her biological father having a stepmother, doesn't that mean she doesn't care about him as her biological father?

But when you think about it, she has really been like this since she was a child, and she feels a little disappointed.

"Jiang Manyue, you can do it, you really can do it." Jiang Feng almost went berserk.

"Can't you think about it? If I really marry another woman, I will definitely ignore you. What will you do then?"

Man Yue didn't care: "Who dares to bully me?" But the knife in her bag wouldn't agree.

However, if she was really Jiang Feng's biological daughter, she would really mind this stepmother, but she is not after all! If she left, Jiang Feng's words "I have my daughter" would be in vain.

Man Yue raised her eyes, her black eyes flickered slightly, "Brother Feng..."

"What are you yelling about?" Jiang Feng interrupted with a serious face: "Call me daddy!"

Man Yue took his arm and pulled him to sit on the sofa: "Dad, sometimes you really need to listen to your parents."

Jiang Feng: "Where did you get this from?"

Man Yue picked up an orange and said, "My grandma is right! If I am gone one day, you will be alone. You might as well find a wife."

Jiang Feng's face darkened, his eyelids drooping. "Where do you want to go?"

Man Yue paused, then looked up and said, "What if I go on a long trip, go abroad, or die?"

"No ifs." Jiang Feng lowered his long legs, sat cross-legged on the sofa facing her, staring at her with sharp eyes, and said faintly, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Man Yue broke off half of an orange and stuffed it into his mouth, then sat cross-legged on the sofa with him, facing him:

"You're suspicious, but I'm curious about one thing, Dad. If you don't find a wife or a girlfriend, what do you want to do?"

"Which one?"

Man Yue drew circles on the side of her face, racking her brains for words: "It's... a physiological problem."

Her gaze gradually moved down and landed on a certain place. This was actually a question that had troubled Man Yue for a long time. In her previous lives, she had been thinking, he is so old, doesn't he have the need for that kind of life?

Jiang Feng understood what she said, and his face turned red instantly. Before he could open his mouth, Man Yue said something fierce and vicious.

She leaned closer, holding an orange on her knees with one hand and the other hand on the side of her mouth. Her dark eyes shone with a cunning light as she asked:

"Dad, are you a deer?"

Jiang Feng: “???”

"Jiang Man Yue!"

Jiang Feng reached out to grab her by the back of the neck. Man Yue quickly jumped down from the sofa, holding the orange in her mouth. She walked around to the other side of the sofa and took the orange down.

"Are you still committing domestic violence?"

Jiang Feng stood opposite her with his hands on his hips, circling the sofa with her several times like an eagle catching chickens: "Stop right there."

Man Yue: "I don't."

Jiang Feng: "Jiang Manyue, where did you learn this knowledge? Even I am making fun of you."

"So..." Man Yue said loudly. The two of them stopped on either side of the sofa and leaned over to look at each other. "How did you solve it?"

"Jiang Man Yue."

Jiang Feng jumped onto the sofa to catch him. Man Yue quickly rushed up the stairs and took the time to look back at Jiang Feng and smiled.

I turned around and ran into the room, diving into a warm embrace, and a cold breath hit my face.

Jiang Feng held her shoulders with both hands, looked at her, and then looked at the people behind her who were playing with her.

The smile on Jiang Feng's face disappeared instantly. He walked over with a cold face, grabbed Man Yue's arm and pulled her to his side.

"When did you come back?"

Jiang Feng: "When you quarrel with your parents."

Jiang Feng was angry at that time and didn't notice him passing by them.

Jiang Feng looked at Man Yue: "Who was the person who sent you back home last night?"

Man Yue said indifferently, "He Wenjing."

Jiang Feng beside him also became anxious: "Why are you involved with him again? Didn't I tell you to stay away from him?"

Man Yue spread her hands and said, "I met him at the party."

Jiang Feng pursed his lips and said, "Try to pay less attention to him in the future. First, he is not as good-looking as your father, and second, he does not care about you as much as your father. Don't be fooled by him."

Man Yue: "You are a little narcissistic."

"How can I be narcissistic?" Jiang Feng tutted his words and looked at Jiang Feng: "Am I not good-looking? Aren't we both good-looking?"

Jiang Feng gave him a cold look: "Normally."

Jiang Feng wanted to argue with him, but Man Yue walked straight past them and went into her room.

Jiang Feng's gaze fell on her back, gradually becoming deep.

If possible, a cold melody should be heard around at this moment. Jiang Feng looked over and slapped him lightly on the face, interrupting the solemn atmosphere, and also played some light music.

"What's that look in your eyes? I'm warning you, don't have those dirty thoughts about Man Yue again. It makes me sick."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his room, slamming the door shut, leaving Jiang Feng alone there. He swallowed awkwardly and bumped into Aunt Li who was coming upstairs. Then he turned around silently and went back to his room upstairs.

As usual, Man Yue reviewed today's actions, chatted with the system all night, and then went to Zhao Ziwen's newly opened Chinese restaurant the next day. Today was the first day of its opening.

The restaurant is of a good size. This has always been Zhao Ziwen’s dream, to have a restaurant of his own.

"Host, have you noticed that you've become much more diligent recently?"

In the restaurant, Man Yue was sitting alone in a small corner. On the table was a special meal that Zhao Ziwen had prepared for her, the adult child, with some fruit snacks.

When she heard the system say this, she was a little unhappy: "You said that, I wasn't diligent before?"

System: "Of course! In the past, you would never sit if you could lie down, and never stand if you could sit."

Man Yue: “….”

She laughed dryly and stretched her arms: "You really know me very well, but you know what, I feel refreshed these past few days."

System: "Dear, this could be a last gasp of energy!"

Man Yue scolded it: "You idiot, can't you just hope for me to be alright?"

System: "Host, I'm doing this for your own good. The mission progress has been stagnant, and based on my calculations, I've taken the average of your lifespans over the past few times. You don't have much time left this time. You might die someday."

Man Yue lost her appetite instantly: "Crow Mouth, I will try to die sooner so that you can be recycled sooner."

System: "........" It had already accepted its fate! This was simply an impossible task.

"Host, wait a minute. I'll go ask for advice and see if there's any way to delay your death."

Man Yue tore open a bag of chips and shooed it away: "Go! Go!"

Then I looked up and saw a few familiar faces passing by outside the store.