C3 Daughter?

Chapter3Daughter?

Dong Hu smiled apologetically as he tried to explain something to Liu Feng. However, Liu Feng slapped Dong Hu no less than ten times. After hitting him, Liu Feng got into his friend's car and left.

"How would I know that trash Zhang Han will win?" I did something to the car! "Damn it!"

Dong Hu cursed angrily. He got into the Ford Mustang angrily and stepped on the accelerator.

"Weng!"

The Ford Mustang dashed forward, and when Dong Hu stepped on the brakes, he found that the brakes he had done something to were indeed useless.

Seeing the slope getting closer, Dong Hu's face turned pale and his pupils contracted.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

A violent sound of the carriage turning over resounded through the Wolf King Mountain, causing the faces of the people who were walking changed as they looked toward it.

The corners of Zhang Han's mouth curled up into a cold smile. He started up the Ferrari and slowly headed out of the Wolf King Mountain.

His current residence was a dilapidated apartment rented outside of Shangjing's Fifth Ring Road. Along the way, Zhang Han fell into deep thought.

"As of now, I don't have any zhen qi. I can't operate any martial arts. I'm just an ordinary mortal."

"The storage ring disappeared as well!" Zhang Han looked a bit sad. "The treasures that I collected for 500 years are all gone!"

"Damned Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, why didn't you give me a few treasures after I was reborn?"

"…"

Zhang Han mumbled to himself for a while, then decided to stop thinking about that. Zhang Han's personality was open-minded and optimistic, he would not bother himself too much to haggle over a single matter. Of course, there was a limit to that. Once over that limit, Zhang Han would be as paranoid as a bull. It also explained the reason why he had led a disable life until he let go of it after five years.

"Do I have any other treasures?"

Zhang Han started to ponder. He couldn't even count the number of treasures he had, to the point where he couldn't remember all of them.

Suddenly, Zhang Han's eyes lit up and he hurriedly lifted his head to touch his right ear.

After a long time, something about a centimeter long that looked like a needle was finally pulled out from his ear.

The needle was as white as a celestial jade. After looking at it for a while, the excitement in Zhang Han's eyes became even stronger.

"The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, you finally left me a treasure! The Thunder Sun Tree has added some seeds, and this is exactly what I need to step into cultivation! "

In the vast cultivation world, the Thunder Sun Tree was a rare treasure. It was powerful, and could nourish spirit medicine grass, and at the same time, it could also grow into Thunder Sun Wood. This wood was necessary for many pills, even if it was a waste to directly absorb its energy, it would still allow a person to leap into the Xiantian realm!

"However, it can only be born once every hundred years. Before I went through the heavenly tribulation, it seemed as if it would soon grow into a Thunder Sun Wood. It should still be around five years or so, right?"

Zhang Han shook his head, "Forget it, no matter how long it will take, I have to find a suitable land to plant it. I can absorb the energy from its first eruption and advance to the early stage of Qi Cultivation. At that time, I can use Wen Bao's nose, plus the seeds I placed in the tree, my future will be bright!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Han couldn't help but laugh heartily.

The laughter woke the little princess, who had slept for a while.

She rubbed her eyes cutely, looked at Zhang Han in a daze, and said in a childish voice:

"Dad, I am hungry."

Zhang Han stopped laughing and turned his head to look at the little princess, which he had missed for a while.

"Little girl, I'm not your dad. I'll be back home soon, and I'll get you something to eat." Zhang Han pouted and said.

When the little princess heard this, she showed an aggrieved expression. She wanted to speak but did not dare to say anything. She did not know why her father kept saying that he was not her father.

Stopping the new Ferrari at the downstairs of the old building, he felt a sense of incompatibility. He carried the little princess upstairs and into the room. The furniture inside was not only shabby but also messy. Only the small bedding on the bed and the pink suitcase beside the bed were new.

What was going on?

Zhang Han raised his eyebrows and sat on the sofa. He placed the little princess on the coffee table in front of him and started to study her carefully.

The little girl had a delicate face, beautiful eyebrows, a delicate nose, big clear eyes, and cherry lips as thin as a willow leaf. She had the adorable elegance of a princess, but her facial features did not resemble Zhang Han's masculine appearance.

But luckily, she didn't look like him. Otherwise, a little girl had a masculine appearance, eh? Just thinking about it made him shiver.

"Is it really my daughter? "It can't be?"

Zhang Han mumbled to himself, suddenly, a tearing pain arose in his head.

The memories of the past 20 years flooded his mind!

At this moment, Zhang Han also realized that it was his five hundred years of memories that had flowed into his body, suppressing the memories of his more than twenty years, only now did they begin to merge together.

After absorbing more than 20 years’ memories from this life, Zhang Han was dumbfounded.

Why did the trajectory of this life change?

In his previous life, his parents and sister met with an air crash five years ago, but now, in his memories, his parents had gone missing for five years. In his last life, his second uncle Zhang Ming still hated his family and his sister had left home, but every month, he would pay for his disappointed brother. As for himself, he had also been cast out of the family by Zhang Ming.

"Could it be that the heavens have given me a chance to make up for my regret?"

A hint of joy flashed in Zhang Han's eyes.

After obtaining these memories, Zhang Han finally knew the origin of the little girl in front of him.

Her mother's name was Zi Yan, and Zhang Han was also unfamiliar with her. All he knew was that she was a cool superstar, and had acted in many high box office movies before. Five years ago, Zi Yan was about to reach the peak of her career, but Zhang Han was about to fall to the bottom.

It could be considered a hero saving a beauty, the two of them had an unexpected union, they didn't expect that they would hit the long shot, and even more so, they didn't expect that Ziyan would choose to retreat at the peak of her career, rest in North America, and give birth to the little princess in front of them.

The Little Princess was almost four years old, and she wanted her father so badly. Zi Yan wanted to return to the entertainment circle, so she returned to China.

She brought the little princess directly to this dilapidated apartment and only gave her seven days with Zhang Han. Perhaps it was to make her give up on his impoverished father.

When Zhang Han and Zi Yan met, Zi Yan's coldness stimulated the arrogance in Zhang Han's heart. After arguing with each other for a while, the two of them finally left while clenching their teeth in anger, Zhang Han was still disdainful of this. Superstars are just the guys lived on acting, what are you pretending to be aloof for? Of course, it was from Zhang Han point’s view in his previous life.

It was now the third day of Zhang Han's life with the little girl’s participation.

After confirming that the little girl was his own daughter, Zhang Han's expression changed drastically as if he was struck by lightning. He stared blankly at the little princess and muttered in grief and indignation:

"Not with a male genital organ?" (which means she is not a boy)

"My God, are you kidding me? How can a female succeed the Taoist teachings as Immortal Monarch Hanyang? "

Zhang Han suddenly became puzzled. He picked up the cigarette on the tea table, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The little princess coughed from the smoke.

This made Zhang Han's hand freeze. Although he wanted a boy to inherit the Taoist teachings, the little girl was still his own daughter after all. With a sigh, Zhang Han put out the cigarette, got up and made a glass of milk for her to drink.

"Thank you, Dad." The Little Princess said weakly.

Looking at his daughter's timid look, Zhang Han sighed again. If she was a boy, it would be another way to talk to her. "Dad, I'm hungry. Don't just stand there. Hurry up and get some milk."

Unlike the daughter in front of him, she was weak and timid.

However, this feeling disappeared as quickly as it came. Very quickly, Zhang Han carefully looked at the graceful little girl who was drinking milk. Unknowingly, a trace of gentleness appeared in his eyes.

After finishing her milk, the little girl put the bottle on the tea table, stretched out her two slender arms and said in a low voice:

"Dad, give me a hug."

Zhang Han held her up, and the little girl revealed a bashful smile and said happily:

"Dad, you are my hero." "I love you."

The little girl did not mind her slovenly father, and directly kissed Zhang Han on the cheek.

For a moment, Zhang Han's heart was melted by this kiss.

This kiss gave Zhang Han a warmth and gentleness that he hadn't felt in a long time.

This kinship that was thicker than water quickly filled the emptiness that Zhang Han had been lonely for five hundred years.

"I, Zhang Han, have a child! "Daughter will be my daughter. doesn't the saying go that a daughter is an intimate, small, cotton-padded jacket to their parents?"

Zhang Han laughed heartily.

Although the little princess in his arms didn't know why her father was laughing, she could tell that he was laughing happily.

For a time, the room was filled with laughter and warmth.

"Daughter, did your mother give you a name?" Zhang Han asked softly. He did not know that his manly voice could produce such a gentle tone.

"Of course she did." The little princess raised her small hand and pointed at herself, "I …" My name is emily. "

Upon saying that, the smiling Zhang Han's expression immediately darkened. Even the muscles at the corner of his eyes trembled, revealing his dissatisfaction.

"Emily?" Zhang Han said angrily, "This woman is too over the limit!"

He was the dignified Zhang Han's daughter, but her surname wasn't Zhang. Furthermore, she had taken an English name. What did that mean?

"Daddy …" Seeing Zhang Han's expression, the little princess thought that he was angry with her, and tears quickly filled her aggrieved eyes.

"Hey hey hey, don't cry, Dad didn't say anything about you." Zhang Han hurriedly tried to coax her.

"Dad, don't be angry …" The Little Princess said weakly.

Zhang Han shook his head and said, "Dad only thinks that your name is too unpopular. How about we change it?"

"Okay, okay." When the little princess saw that her father wasn't angry and wanted to give her a new name, she immediately became happy again.

"What are you named as …" Zhang Han muttered to himself for less than two seconds, before looking at the little princess in his arms. "From now on, your name is Zhang Yu Meng, and your nickname is Meng Meng. How about it?" "Is it nice?"

After saying this, Zhang Han looked at the little princess with a face full of expectation.

However, the little princess in his arms hesitated:

"But I, but I still like emily, that's the name Mama gave me."

Zhang Han's face stiffened as he said seriously, "No way!"

But just as he said those two words, due to Zhang Han's serious expression, the little princess once again displayed an aggrieved expression. Tears were about to flow from her eyes.

Zhang Han changed his tone and said gently, "My darling …"