My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Chapter 12: Feeding(part i)

Chapter 12: Feeding(part i)

Very quickly, Mu Chen stood up, looking at his daughter who was being carried by Zhang Xiao calmly. The little guy stopped crying after sticking to Zhang Xiao. It was simply slapping Mu Chen's face.

He didn't want to be his real father, only a "mother" that he had only seen a few times.

Zhang Xiao lovingly wiped away the tears on Mu Ya's face and carried Mu Ya inside the house.

"Third Young Master?" Aunt Lan looked at Mu Chen, meaning that after Zhang Xiao came over, he would need them to take care of him.

Mu Chen's black eyes were like two pools of water, staring at Zhang Xiao's back, her lips tightly pursed up in a habitual manner, and when Aunt Lan thought that he wouldn't answer her, his low and calm voice sounded: "Go back and busy yourself, she is Mu Ya's new nanny, you can just have her to take care of Mu Ya."

With Zhang Xiao here, even his own father was no longer welcomed by his daughter, let alone the Aunt Lan.

The Aunt Lan nodded and silently left.

Another car was approaching. It was Ning Zhi Yuan's car.

He, as the manager of the Ning's, gave Zhang Xiao a run for her money. When he returned to Ye Qing's ward to relay the news, Yi Xiu Jie's stunned expression was the greatest mockery to him.

Zhang Xiao!

If it wasn't for his niece being bad to Zhang Xiao, he had guaranteed to kill Zhang Xiao!

After Ning Zhi Yuan parked the car, he got out of the car. Seeing Mu Chen standing there, looking at the house, he asked coldly: Where's Mu Ya? "What about that woman?"

"Carry Mu Ya into the house."

Ning Zhi Yuan frowned and harrumphed, "She is familiar with you, your master is still outside the house, she can go in by himself. Is Mu Ya still crying? "

Mu Chen let out a low sigh. He had a conflicted look on his face as he replied bitterly, "Since Zhang Xiao is here, she will only laugh and not cry anymore."

Ning Zhi Yuan looked at him, and saw all of his hesitation. He said to Mu Chen, "Since you value Mu Ya highly, then don't be so conflicted."

Mu Chen clenched his teeth, but was still a little resentful. "Why?"

Why did Zhang Xiao's father manage to kill his most beloved wife? Yet Zhang Xiao actually obtained the acknowledgement of his daughter,'s child?

Ning Tong did not wait for the child to call her mother. Instead, he became the enemy's mother.

Ning Zhi Yuan didn't say anything, he only patted Mu Chen's shoulders heavily a few times, and then passed through him and entered the house.

Mu Chen paused for a few seconds, then followed Ning Zhi Yuan.

Just as the two of them reached the door of the house, he heard Mu Ya's laughter. The child's laughter was clear and pleasant to the ears, causing those who heard it to feel relaxed, and laugh along with the child's laughter.

But when Mu Ya's laughter resounded in their ears, it made their hearts feel especially heavy, especially Mu Chen's. It was as if Ning Zhi Yuan had guessed his thoughts. When he walked in, he gave him a reminder, reminding him not to face Zhang Xiao with her black face.

Zhang Xiao didn't know that at all. With Yi Xiu Jie supporting her from behind, she wasn't afraid of anything. If he angered her, she would not be afraid to regret his promise to death.

Mu Chen pursed his lips and walked in with a dark face. However, when he saw the two women,'s big and small, his dark face still eased up a little, and his gaze landed on the child in Zhang Xiao's embrace. He tried his best not to look at Zhang Xiao's beautiful face.

Mu Ya sat on Zhang Xiao's lap, she supported her with her hands and played with her little body, laughing and teasing Mu Ya. Mu Ya was teased by her until she started to giggle, she was like a completely different person compared to when she was crying earlier, it made Mu Chen feel even worse.

Seeing Mu Chen and Ning Zhi Yuan come in, Zhang Xiao looked at them and asked, "NINGHAI, have you brought my words to you?"

Ning Zhi Yuan ignored her with a cold face.

Zhang Xiao did not care about his attitude.

The rumors in the outside world about Ning Zhi Yuan were as cold as ice.

Even if you used a hammer to hit such a person in the face, you wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

"Mu Ya, give Uncle a hug."

Ning Zhi Yuan walked over and extended his arms in an attempt to hug Mu Ya. When he was facing Mu Ya, his expression softened quite a bit.

Mu Ya, who was happily playing with Zhang Xiao, first looked at Ning Zhi Yuan, then saw the big hand Ning Zhi Yuan had extended towards him. Unwillingness immediately surfaced on her pretty and cute little face.

Ning Zhi Yuan was not angry, nor did he give up. Earlier, he had advised Mu Chen to endure Zhang Xiao's pain for his sake, and only after seeing her niece and Zhang Xiao being so intimate with each other when they entered the room did he realize that the feeling of being pricked by the needles was really not easy to bear.

Instinctively, he wanted to snatch back his niece and prevent her from getting close to Zhang Xiao like that.

"Mu Ya, come, let uncle give you a hug." As Ning Zhi Yuan coaxed his, he also wanted to carry Mu Ya away. Mu Ya used her small hands to slap away the big hand that Ning Zhi Yuan had stretched out to touch her.

Seeing that, Zhang Xiao immediately consoled her, and then stared at Ning Zhi Yuan, saying: "NINGHAI, Mu Ya doesn't like you hugging her, don't make her cry."

Ning Zhi Yuan straightened his body and stared at her sinisterly.

Zhang Xiao laughed, "NINGHAI, even if you glare me to death, it's still useless, it's not that I'm instigating Mu Ya to ignore you, it's just that your icy face is too cold, making people afraid. Mu Ya is scared by your icy face."

Ning Zhi Yuan's face was filled with black lines.

The only one who mocked him as an iceberg like this, was Zhang Xiao.

The woman in front of him had clearly seen how much he cared about her niece, and didn't even put him in her eyes.

Sickly, Ning Zhi Yuan sat down opposite of Zhang Xiao.

That pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes was still staring straight at Zhang Xiao.

Mu Chen had long known that with Zhang Xiao here, no one would want their daughter. Just now, his father was completely ignored by her daughter. If Ning Zhi Yuan, his uncle, could get his hands on Mu Ya, he wouldn't be called Mu Chen. So he went into the kitchen and brought out a small bowl of bone porridge that the servant had made long ago.

This was what the Aunt Lan was doing. He had made the Aunt Lan busy with other things just now, so he did it herself.

He took the small bowl of porridge and placed it on the table, then said to Zhang Xiao: "Mu Ya, it's time to eat. Porridge was her staple food during the day, and powdered milk was eaten only when she got up and before she went to bed. The porridge is fresh and the taste of the meal changes. "

Zhang Xiao replied as she carried Mu Ya with one arm, and grabbed the spoon with one hand while gently stirring the porridge in the bowl with the other. The porridge was very cooked, but it was not very thick, and when Zhang Xiao, who was an expert in cooking, saw that the person cooking the porridge was also an expert in culinary arts.

The temperature of the porridge was just right, so she spooned a spoonful of it into Mu Ya's mouth. She wanted to feed it to Mu Ya and coaxed him, "Mu Ya, it's the porridge."

Mu Ya turned her head, turned her face away, and refused to eat the porridge that was brought to her mouth.

Zhang Xiao tried to coax her a few times, but she always acted the same way.

"Mu Ya, be good and eat congee." The little guy was patient and once again brought the small spoon to Mu Ya's mouth. The little fellow probably became impatient and patted the soup off with its little hand, landing on Zhang Xiao's clothes.