funbook-pk Chapter 236 Sister, you look just like my mother
Chapter 236 Sister, you look just like my mother
Chapter 236 Sister, you look just like my mother
Zhang Mengmeng was taken aback for a moment, then gave a gentle smile: "Really? And what about your mother?"
The little girl pointed to the sky and whispered, "Daddy said Mommy is flying in the sky."
Zhang Mengmeng was startled, her brows furrowing slightly: "Flying in the sky?"
The little girl nodded earnestly: "Yes, every time I ask where my mom is, my dad says she's flying in the sky. That's why I love coming out to watch airplanes, so I have a chance to see my mom."
A sense of inexplicable confusion and worry welled up in Zhang Mengmeng's heart. She looked around and found that there were no adults watching over the little girl.
"Little friend, what's your name? Where's your dad?" Zhang Mengmeng asked softly, her eyes filled with concern.
The little girl blinked and gave a cute smile: "My name is Le'er, and my dad is at work."
Zhang Mengmeng's heart tightened; she realized the little girl might be lost. She knelt down and gently took Le'er's small hand: "Le'er, don't be afraid, let me help you find your dad, okay?"
Le'er nodded, her eyes showing a hint of trust.
Zhang Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief and began to try to communicate with her to learn more information.
The little girl tugged at Zhang Mengmeng's finger and shook it gently, trying to get her attention.
"Sister, sister!" she called out in a childish voice, her eyes filled with a mischievous glint.
Zhang Mengmeng lowered her head, looked into her clear, big eyes, and couldn't help but smile gently, pinching her soft cheek: "You little rascal, you're so cute."
The little girl suddenly put on a serious face and said in a very earnest tone, "It's a hundred yuan if you pinch me, my dad taught me that."
Zhang Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Then won't you go bankrupt?"
The little girl tilted her head, thought seriously for a moment, and then gave a naive smile: "Sister, can you do me a favor?"
Zhang Mengmeng squatted down, looked into her big, watery eyes, and teased, "I don't have any money, so I can't help you."
The little girl's expression instantly turned sad, her eyes slightly reddening: "Qingqing is bleeding, she's going to die..."
Zhang Mengmeng's heart softened, and she quickly asked, "Who is Qingqing? Where is she?"
The little girl pointed to a puppy under a tree in the distance: "It's right there. I call it Sister Qingqing because my name is Qingqing."
Zhang Mengmeng looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a Pomeranian curled up under a tree, with what appeared to be blood on its leg. She immediately got up and quickly went over to check.
The puppy barked warily when it saw someone approaching, but quickly fell silent, its eyes showing a hint of grievance.
Zhang Mengmeng gently stroked the puppy's head, carefully examining its injuries. There was a cut about three centimeters long on its leg; the blood had already congealed, but it looked very painful.
She took out a band-aid from her bag and carefully bandaged the puppy's wound: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."
After bandaging her wound, Zhang Mengmeng looked up and saw the little girl standing not far away, her eyes filled with anticipation.
She walked over, squatted down in front of her, and asked softly, "What did you just say your name was?"
The little girl blinked and gave a cute smile: "My name is Qingqing, what's yours?"
Zhang Mengmeng smiled slightly, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "My name is also Qingqing."
The little girl's eyes lit up instantly: "Really? Then we have two Qingqings! You are the big Qingqing, I am the little Qingqing, and the puppy is the little Qingqing sister."
Zhang Mengmeng burst into laughter at her words: "Okay, then we'll be three Qingqings."
She looked at the little girl and thought she was a really interesting little thing.
"Then why are you here all alone?" Zhang Mengmeng asked.
The little girl pointed to a spot not far away, where a nanny and several men were standing at a distance.
Zhang Mengmeng then realized that the little girl wasn't unattended; someone was watching over her from afar.
Just then, Zhang Mengmeng's phone rang. She glanced at the screen; it was her father calling.
"Qingqing, Daddy needs to talk to you." She explained to the little girl, a hint of apology in her eyes. "I have to go to work now. I'll come find you to play another time, okay?"
The little girl nodded, her eyes sparkling: "Okay, my dad will like both Qingqings too."
Zhang Mengmeng pinched the little girl's cheek again and said softly, "Then I'm leaving. You must take good care of Qingqing, okay?"
The little girl nodded seriously: "Don't worry, I will."
The puppy seemed to sense Zhang Mengmeng's kindness and barked softly a few times, as if to express its gratitude.
Zhang Mengmeng stood up and waved goodbye to the little girl: "Goodbye, Xiao Qingqing."
The little girl waved and said, "Goodbye, Da Qingqing."
Zhang Mengmeng turned to leave, but a strong sense of reluctance welled up in her heart. She knew that goodbye might mean never seeing each other again.
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The Pengcheng Sunshine Group Building has now become a new landmark in Pengcheng City.
This modern building is not only the headquarters of Sunshine Group in China, but also the pride of Shenzhen.
The building has 108 floors, with floors 100 to 105 designed as a leisure and sightseeing area, allowing visitors to overlook the bustling city of Shenzhen.
The 107th floor is a recreational area for company employees, equipped with facilities such as a gym, coffee shop, and lounge.
The most special one is the 108th floor, which has been transformed into a children's playground, a special play area prepared by Tan Haoyu for his daughter, Xiao Qingqing.
Tan Haoyu often brings his daughter, Xiao Qingqing, to work, where she is looked after by a nanny.
Today, he returned from his business trip and immediately began holding an important meeting upon arriving at headquarters.
Time was tight, so he asked someone to take Xiao Qingqing out to play for a while, planning to pick her up after the meeting.
In the bright and spacious conference room, sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows onto the conference table, but the atmosphere was unusually tense.
The senior executives sat around the conference table, each one looking on high alert, afraid of making a mistake.
Tan Haoyu sat in the main seat, his face gloomy and his eyes sharp, making everyone present feel immense pressure.
The head of the northern real estate development project stood in front of the projector, his voice trembling slightly: "Mr. Tan, what's the current progress of the project..."
With each sentence he spoke, Tan Haoyu's expression grew darker.
The project manager was very worried, but he didn't know where he had gone wrong.
The project manager in the north stopped abruptly when he had finished reporting two-thirds of the way through.
He swallowed hard, mustered his courage, and said, "Mr. Tan, please point out where I've said something wrong."
Tan Haoyu raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone indifferent yet carrying a hint of coldness: "Your project details are well done, but..."
He paused, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. "I just feel like something's not quite right."
The project manager felt a chill; he knew that Tan Haoyu's intuition had never been wrong.
He tried to recall what he had reported, but couldn't find any problems.