Chapter 769: Love From Father

New York.

Manhattan, Rockefeller Center.

In the penthouse apartment, looking at the slim Huang Yanyan sitting across from him, Li Zitao suddenly felt that he was getting old.

"Why, you don't recognize me?" Yanyan stood up and turned gracefully, her skirt fluttering, her whole body exuding youthful vigor.

"How come, I'm just a little emotional, you've become a big girl in the blink of an eye." Li Zitao said in an old-fashioned way.

"Pfft, don't act like an old man, you're not a few years older than me, calling you uncle, you're really an uncle?" Huang Yanyan chuckled.

"When will you graduate?" Counting the time, she should be doing an internship this year.

"I'm going to finish my doctorate before graduating, and do something I like in London." Huang Yanyan has a serious business to come back this time.

She started a design studio in London, which is just getting off the ground, but is struggling with funding.

Of course, it's not just money, she can find her father to solve this alone.

The main reason is that Huang Yanyan wants to enter the upper class. She wants to do high-end design, instead of spending 10 to 20 years and competing with hundreds of peers to get ahead.

"Show me your design." Li Zitao took the design drawing with interest, nodded while looking at it, and occasionally smiled.

"It's not bad, did you do it all?" Li Zitao exclaimed. These designs seem to have different styles, and it doesn't seem like one person can do it.

"There are 4 designers in our studio, and I am only responsible for administration and operation, uncle, I studied economic management and public sociology, not design."

Huang Yanyan supported her head and looked at him speechlessly. This guy still hasn't figured out what he learned?

"Uh...haha, you have a good eye." Li Zitao awkwardly handed the design to her, and suddenly thought of an idea.

Huang Yanyan's studio wants a chance to become famous, and his super apartment just can give her this chance.

"An ultra-modern apartment, I will let Amy give you the specific requirements, your studio is a fair competition with Bechtel,

Whoever's design can impress me will be entrusted with the project this time. It is conservatively estimated that the profit of this project will be at least 2 million, US dollars. "

Hearing what Li Zitao said, Yanyan nodded and agreed after hesitating for a few seconds.

Li Zitao has already given her the opportunity, and whether she can seize it depends on whether they have the strength.

If they are not good enough to satisfy the rich, even if Yanyan finds a way to make the studio enter the upper class, they will only be eliminated in the end.

"Going home after dinner, your father always keeps talking about raising a daughter, Zhang Da, who will fly away, and doesn't make a phone call every day!"

"Who made him always be so nagging, who cares about who I know and who I'm friends with, men and women... It's really annoying." Huang Yanyan shook her head helplessly.

"Then you have to be careful, when you bring your boyfriend over, Lao Huang will definitely make him look good..." Li Zitao said with a big laugh.

"If he can't even handle this, he should find another woman!" Huang Yanyan curled her lips indifferently.

Lao Huang is soft-spoken and soft-hearted. If he can't even deal with a good old man like him, can he still count on this man to support the whole family?

Chatting about homework, the atmosphere is warm and plain, without the slightest ambiguity.

To Huang Yanyan, he has always regarded this girl as a 'sister' or a 'niece', so there is nothing out of the ordinary.

Huang Yanyan was the same, she was carefree in front of him, she had no image of a lady, and she laughed and played without restraint.

"Let's go uncle, wait for the day I become a billionaire!" Huang Yanyan said confidently while holding a stack of documents.

"Okay, I'll wait for that day... Don't cry when you lose, haha..." The hearty laughter made Huang Yanyan roll her eyes. Can't he say something nice and give some encouragement?

After seeing Huang Yanyan off, Li Zitao checked that the time was 8:43, and his wife hadn't come back yet.

"Amy, have someone prepare a new dinner that will be served in 40 minutes.

Putting on his coat, Li Zitao went downstairs and walked to the opposite side.

Cross the road and go upstairs to Mary's office, where the two brats are also there.

Mary was working behind the desk, and the two of them were sitting on the sofa, reading with their buttocks pouted.

It is the kind of children's book with illustrations. The patterns of various colors can easily attract children's attention, so that they can focus on it.

"Hi, babies...surprise." Li Zitao quietly walked to the office, opened the door suddenly and laughed loudly.

"Father!" The two little guys turned their heads, put down their books and rushed over.

"Oh, you guys are getting heavier again. If this continues, I won't be able to carry them anymore." Li Zitao said in Chinese.

"Liar, last time I saw you running with your mother in your arms." Aiden said with a look of disgust.

The little guy speaks Chinese very well. There is Chinese language in the preschool education, and the Chinese students specially invited from the University of California are the teachers.

"I saw it too." Mason raised his hand.

"When, why didn't I know?" Li Zitao looked blank.

Why doesn't he remember that he ran with Mary in his arms, and he has no memory at all.

"Last night, Daddy was holding Mommy, on the table..." Aiden pointed to his head.

"Idiot, that's the rooftop, the swimming pool..." Mason raised his hand and nodded at him, and he didn't know who he learned from in his disdainful tone.

"Ahem..." Mary stood up coughing lightly, and said with a smile on her face, "Okay, since your father has come to pick us up, today's work is over."

"Ye!" The two little guys raised their arms and shouted excitedly.

"Honey, why don't I remember that I carried you for a run on the rooftop yesterday?" Li Zitao asked quietly when he went downstairs.

"Christmas, swimming pool." Mary shook her head helplessly, and said with some embarrassment: "Their concept of time is only yesterday."

The two little guys are still unable to clearly express the concept of time. For them, the past is all yesterday.

Christmas?

Li Zitao remembered, but his face immediately turned into embarrassment.

He did seem to be 'running' with Mary that night, an adult race to create life, and the two of them were so out of breath that they almost couldn't make it back to their room.

"Did they see it?" Li Zitao scratched his head in embarrassment.

"A little bit, you should restrain yourself and act like a father." Mary gave him a coquettish look.

Li Zitao thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, when I go back, I will have someone install curtains and locks on the door leading to the roof."

"You scoundrel." Mary covered her mouth and slapped him with a smile, and Li Zitao immediately covered her shoulders and screamed in agony.

"Oh, my God, I'm hurt, my dear, please save me, I need your kiss, only it can save me." Li Zitao squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand.

"No, I think you should repent here, hee hee..." Mary smiled and spun gracefully, her skirt fluttering lightly, and the gentleness between her brows was intoxicating.

The two little guys also stood next to their mother laughing and laughing, pointing at their father's performance, evaluating how exaggerated his acting skills are.

"Hey, you are going to suffer, I will punish you, do you want to know how powerful the grizzly bear is? Look at this, ouch..."

Regardless of whether he looks like a grizzly bear or not, Li Zitao rushed forward with all his teeth and claws.

"Haha, mom, help, the grizzly bear is here, haha..." Aiden couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and ran directly behind his mother, grabbing her skirt and continuing to laugh.

Mason made a gesture of touching the gun, pretending to be a pistol with his finger, aiming at his father's 'biubiu' design, "Come on, big bad bear, I will hang your skin in the bedroom."

...

‘You bastard, it looks like you need some love from your father. ’ He stepped forward and lifted his leg, and the sound of papa caring sounded.

A moment later, Mason covered his butt with a weeping face, and looked at his father with a disgusted face. The brother and mother beside him couldn't straighten up laughing.