Shanghai Garden Hotel.

Zhang Wenya and Chris waited in the lobby for a few minutes. Liya came down, followed by a handsome young man.

He has black hair and yellow skin. He is Chinese. His face is a bit round. His appearance cannot be said to be ugly, but he cannot be said to be handsome either.

Chris frowned.

"Chris, this is Mr. Liang."

Chris said awkwardly: "Mr. Liang."

"Hello, Chris." Mr. Liang spoke American English with almost no accent.

"I want to talk to Chris alone. You sit with Aniya."

Mr. Liang nodded.

Chris quickly glanced at Zhang Wenya, who nodded encouragingly to him.

Mother and son went upstairs.

Mr. Liang sat down calmly and asked, "Aniya, right?"

"Zhang Wenya." She said in Chinese.

Mr. Liang smiled and changed to Chinese, "Miss Zhang."

He smoothly took out a leather cigarette holder and a zippo lighter from the inner pocket of his suit, smoked a cigarette, lit it, and held it between the index and middle fingers of his left hand.

He was so arrogant that he didn't even ask Zhang Wenya.

Zhang Wenya rolled her eyes unceremoniously, "A good man won't let others smoke secondhand smoke."

Mr. Liang smiled and said, "You are still a little girl, do you know what a good man is?" He spoke standard Mandarin, and it was hard to tell where he was from.

"You're not a good man anyway."

He laughed again, "She's Lea Dakota, not Mrs. Kent."

Gee, this man is really smart. He could hear what she was saying even before she said it.

"Their relationship is not broken because of my appearance, do you understand?"

Zhang Wenya frowned and nodded, "I don't like gossiping about other people."

"Thank you for bringing Chris here. Liya is very worried that Chris won't be able to accept it."

Zhang Wenya asked curiously: "Do you care about his feelings?"

"Of course. Adult matters should not involve children."

"But if they get divorced, Chris will always be hurt."

"No way. Chris is a bit pitiful, but Liya has the right to pursue a better life."

Zhang Wenya was moved by these words.

This Mr. Liang seems to be really profound.

"Who paid for the car?"

"I."

"Did you get your ticket?"

"Take it."

"Give it to me and I'll reimburse you."

Zhang Wenya took out the taxi ticket from Kun's bag and handed it to him. It was not expensive, only 5 yuan.

Mr. Liang gave her a 10 yuan note, "for the fare back home."

She was originally going to ask Mr. Kent to reimburse the money, but Mr. Liang was willing to reimburse her, and she had no objection.

Before he finished smoking, he put out the cigarette.

Half an hour later, Liya and Chris went downstairs.

Chris had obviously cried again, his eyes were red.

Liya sent Chris to Zhang Wenya, "Thank you, Aniya, please take him home."

He said two more words to Mr. Liang.

Mr. Liang took out his wallet again, drew 10 100 yuan cards and gave them to Zhang Wenya.

"Liya said this is for you. You take Chris shopping today and have some snacks. If there is a game arcade, take him to play."

I understand, in short, I just want to make him happy.

Liya kissed Chris' forehead and whispered goodbye.

Chris looked unhappy and lowered his head.

After leaving the hotel, the sun was shining brightly outside.

If you are not short of money, of course you can go shopping and eat and drink.

After taking Chris to the game arcade and playing for more than two hours, Chris finally felt a little happier.

I called home, but Mr. Kent hasn't come home yet.

"I don't want to go back and make dinner. Let's eat outside."

"Whatever." Chris looked indifferent.

I ate local cuisine at a Shanghai restaurant, ordering duck fat steamed buns, shredded eel in oil, sweet and sour short ribs, cold chrysanthemum, wine and vanilla head, and the soup was West Lake water shield soup.

Chris didn't know that the plate of thin meat was eel at first. After eating, Zhang Wenya told him that it was eel, but he didn't know what eel was. Zhang Wenya said that it was just like a snake, but a different species.

Chris frowned, "If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have eaten it."

"Is it delicious?" she asked with a smile.

“Delicious, the meat is very tender.”

"That's fine. Snake meat is more delicious than eel. I'll take you out to eat if I have a chance in the future."

Chris was scared and a little eager to try, "Snake meat is more delicious? I can't imagine it!"

The duck fat steamed buns are also delicious. They are stuffed with pork and filled with frozen duck fat. They are steamed in a steamer and hot. When you take a bite, the duck fat burns your tongue.

It was so hot that Chris shouted "hot".

Zhang Wenya laughed so hard that she showed him a demonstration, "You should eat it like this."

Gently pick up a xiaolongbao with chopsticks, being careful not to break the skin, put it in a spoon, and poke a hole with chopsticks to disperse the heat of the duck fat inside. During this period, you can blow air with your mouth and let it cool down slightly.

, slurped the soup first, and then ate the steamed dumplings.

The West Lake Water Shield Soup is well made, the water shield is so fresh and tender that it almost melts in your mouth.

Chris exclaimed "It's delicious" and ate a lot.

Back to Kent's house, Mr. Kent hasn't come back yet.

Chris was a little anxious, "Why hasn't father come back yet? Has he gone out to look for us?"

He left a note on the refrigerator and said he went out to play with Aniya.

The note was still on the refrigerator and there was no sign of it being tampered with.

"No, if he goes out to find us, he will definitely leave a note."

"Let me see if the answering machine has his number." Chris ran to the answering machine in the living room.

There are no messages.

It seems that Mr. Kent did not come back.

"It's time for you to go to bed, you have classes tomorrow."

Chris was reluctant, but he was tired and sleepy, and yawned, "If father comes back, let him go and see me. Alas, I don't trust him."

What a thoughtful kid, most 13-year-old kids don’t understand anything!

Mr. Kent didn't come back until midnight.

The car hit something unknown and made a loud noise.

I stumbled into the house without turning on the lights. I felt in the dark and found myself on the sofa in the living room, where I lay down.

Zhang Wenya was awakened by the sound. She left her room and turned on the light, "Mr. Kent?"

The smell of alcohol is so strong! It’s really terrible! It turns out that this person is not so calm. He actually went to drink and got drunk.

Mr. Kent shouted "Liya" randomly, looking very sad.

Zhang Wenya went out to take a look first, and the car hit the flower bed in the middle of the lawn, causing the flower bed to collapse.

It's fatal!

Zhang Wenya felt a headache: Drunk men are the most annoying, they will infinitely magnify their own shortcomings. The most terrifying thing is that they will use alcohol to pretend to be crazy, or use alcohol to beat people. After they wake up, they can say anything to them without any psychological burden.
To be continued...