frightfiction Chapter 1229 Too Much Attention
Chapter 1229 Too Much Attention
Seventeen spread her hands. "Beauty and elegance are like conjoined twins, inseparable. Beauty is a woman's lifelong responsibility. Mom, how could you say such self-destructive words?"
"..."
Huo Yan had nothing to say. Master Zhuang patted his daughter's face and said, "Be good, go to bed."
"Dad, don't you love Qiqi anymore?"
Seventeen hugged her father and acted coquettishly. She just wanted her parents to stay young forever.
I really don't understand why my father is so against medical cosmetology. Medical cosmetology and plastic surgery are two different things. Besides, in today's society, even minor plastic surgery is not so unacceptable.
For a big shot like my father, appearance is indeed not important, but if he takes good care of himself, wouldn’t that be the icing on the cake? Isn’t that a great thing?
"Qiqi, you can do whatever you want outside, as long as it's serious business, dad will support you in anything. But you can't make trouble at home, your mother is easily influenced by you. You should not want your parents to quarrel over things when they are old, right?" Zhuang Zhoucheng said helplessly.
Why would a person of your age bother with all that?
Seventeen stood up, raised his chin slightly, and spoke in a firm tone.
"Dad, if you don't take care of yourself, aren't you afraid that my mom is much more beautiful than you? When you two go out together in the future, people will think you're holding onto your daughter-in-law instead of your own wife. Look at you, your face is almost wrinkled. What's wrong with taking care of yourself? If you continue to refuse to take care of yourself, how can you be worthy of my mom, such a beautiful wife?"
"You...get out, go to sleep. If you don't sleep, you will have to stand here all night!" Zhuang Zhoucheng said angrily.
He was undoubtedly angry and embarrassed. It was really tiring to marry a wife who was both talented and beautiful.
To his wife, all he has is money. But with his wife's current net worth, she can earn over six figures just by taking on a project, speaking a few words, or attending a few meetings. His wife has everything he has, so what sense of superiority does he still have?
His wife has everything she needs, so how can this not make the Third Master feel more and more threatened?
It's not that he is against maintenance, but his daughter said it too bluntly tonight, and she said it in front of his wife, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
The old man has some little tricks up his sleeve, so people around him have to go along with him.
For example, taking health supplements and exercising every day can't be considered maintenance, but rather strengthening the body. What are men doing for maintenance? They become like women, focusing on their bodies all day long.
If he said this to his precious daughter in private, it might have worked, but he just wanted to save face.
Seventeen scratched his head, "Am I standing here watching you guys sleep? Dad, I'm already twenty-four, and you're still punishing me?"
"Even if you are forty-four, you are still my daughter!" Zhuang Zhoucheng said angrily.
Seventeen spread her hands and said, "Okay, her father seems angry."
"Then I'll go back to my room and sleep." Seventeen immediately went out dejectedly, "Mom, remember to put on the facial mask."
Huo Yan smiled helplessly, this girl!
He closed the door and sat down on the chair. "Are you so against it? I'm already moved by what my daughter said. If you don't like it, forget it."
Couldn't Huo Yan see that her husband's expression had actually relaxed?
It's just that I can't save face.
Zhuang Zhoucheng waved to Huo Yan, Huo Yan walked towards him and sat down beside him. Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched Huo Yan's face.
"Tell me the truth, how many things have you done to my face behind my back?" Zhuang Zhoucheng lowered his voice.
No matter how well she takes care of herself, can a fifty-year-old woman be the same as a thirty-year-old woman?
Huo Yan rolled his eyes at the old man and said, "No, I've lived a very happy life. Time has just passed by without leaving any traces on my face."
Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled and said, "Qiqi wants you to become a fairy. You can do anything, but you can't use a knife on your face. Don't let us be married for more than 20 years.
One day you become unrecognizable to me, huh? "
"Okay, okay." Huo Yan chuckled softly, so this is a concession?
Back then, he treated her violently even for dyeing her hair. Looking at today, well, it's good that this man has finally been educated by her.
Huo Yan recalled what he had said on the afternoon of the 17th and sighed:
"Qiqi said she saw someone who looked like Haoyu and Xiaoquan. She's been having a hard time lately."
"It will pass, don't worry." Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered.
Huo Yan smiled. This was different from what she had imagined. Normally, how could her husband react so calmly?
"My children, Qiqi and Xiaoquan are having such bad luck... I hope Shiyuan Shijue will have better luck." Huo Yan murmured softly, lying in her husband's arms.
As a mother, from the moment the child is born, her position in her heart will always be second only to the child. From childhood to adulthood, she will worry about the child endlessly.
Zhuang Zhoucheng gently stroked Huo Yan's shoulder and said comfortingly:
"Our children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, and our worries are unnecessary."
"Ah."
Huo Yan agreed, but soon mentioned Kou Quan again, "I wonder if Xiaoquan is doing well now. The Zhou family's regret of the engagement must have been a big blow to him, but he refused to say anything..."
Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled. No matter how much a father loves his children, he cannot empathize with the care of his mother.
Zhuang Zhoucheng is also worried about you regarding the children, but he keeps his worries in his heart. He makes arrangements silently behind the scenes and provides a good life for the children in his own way.
Seventeen returned to the room, and the phone call from Kou Quan just stopped ringing. Seventeen took a look at his phone, and seeing that it was getting late, he directly replied to the message.
But just as he climbed onto the bed, Kou Quan's video call came.
Seventeen fell on the pillow, clicked it and was stunned.
"Hey, brother, where is your head?" Seventeen asked in surprise.
"The front camera is broken and I haven't had time to change my phone, so I just look at you. Tell me, why does your uncle have to punish you?" Kou Quan asked in a gentle voice.
Seventeen sighed, rolled his eyes and recounted what had just happened.
The two of them were really good at chatting. They didn't talk about any serious business and chatted about this and that for nearly an hour. It was not until Seventeen's eyes slowly closed that Kou Quan stopped talking.
After watching her close her eyes, Kou Quan hung up after a while.
"This is a long process, Qiqi, wait for me." Kou Quan put the phone aside and smiled softly.
Shiqi got up very early in the morning. Although Kou Quan was abroad, he was the one who woke him up every day.
When I arrived at the hospital, I subconsciously glanced at the cars in the parking lot when I parked my car, and inexplicably remembered Qi Yao's car.
"Am I going to be late on my first day at work?" Seventeen muttered.
Because the gentleman looked so closely related to her, she had to pay more attention to him. She knew it was a personal influence, but she just couldn't ignore it.
There were already people waiting inside the office. Seventeen was startled when he saw the tall figure at the edge. "He's here? Where's the car?"
Seventeen quickly raised her hand and knocked her head. She cared too much.