Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety First Family Affection and Self-Esteem

Uneasy, excited, excited, worried...

All kinds of emotions were intertwined in Zuo Yuan's heart, and they all turned into hesitation in the end.

I didn't know whether to move forward or turn around to leave, but just downstairs, I raised my head blankly.

The Spring Festival has come, and other families are enjoying themselves, but I am alone.

Missing her daughter...but not wanting to see her.

To go, or to stay...

Zuo Yuan never made up his mind.

Snowflakes fell on the body, and a layer of white snow was stained on the shoulders and hat. The north wind was blowing, wrapped in snowflakes, like daggers, cutting cheeks and hands, and slipping into the clothes along the gaps in the clothes.

Zuo Yuan shivered, took a deep breath, and prepared to go upstairs.

"You've been stuck here for a long time, should you go upstairs or not?"

A woman's voice suddenly sounded in the ear.

"Eh?"

Zuo Yuan quickly turned around, and the person who spoke was actually his ex-wife Zheng Ping.

She held an umbrella in one hand, and held Zuo Chan in the other, while Zuo Chan was holding a grocery bag of snacks, and was looking at him in surprise.

"dad!"

The snack in Zuo Chan's hand fell to the ground, rushed out of the range of the umbrella, and hugged Zuo Yuan tightly.

"I miss you!"

Zuo Yuan was caught off guard by the childish voice of milk, tears filled his eyes instantly.

"I miss you too!" Zuo Yuan squatted down and hugged his daughter lightly.

"Dad, Xue Leng."

Zuo Chan's little hand grabbed Zuo Yuan's clothes and pulled him under Zheng Ping's umbrella.

Zheng Ping turned her head and didn't look at Zuo Yuan, Zuo Yuan didn't know what to say.

in the air,

Embarrassment pervaded.

"That... Isn't it Chinese New Year... I want to see the child." Zuo Yuan licked his lips and said boldly.

"You have read it, you can go." Zheng Ping's voice was stiff.

"I..." Zuo Yuan was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Father...Mom, let's go upstairs together." Zuo Chan took Zheng Ping's finger and swayed it gently, her small face full of worry.

Zheng Ping let out a long sigh.

"Go up and have a cup of hot tea before leaving."

"May I bother you?"

"That's not the case." Zheng Ping pulled Zuo Chan and walked towards the family building.

Zuo Yuan took the snacks from Zuo Chan, carried the snacks he brought, and followed Zheng Ping and Zuo Chan into the corridor.

Zheng Ping lived on the 10th floor in a two-bedroom house.

The room was very clean, except for a sofa and a TV, there was no extra furniture.

Zuo Yuan put the snacks he brought and Zuo Yuan's snacks on the coffee table.

"Dad, sit down."

Zuo Chan pulled Zuo Yuan to the side of the single sofa and asked him to sit down. Then, he took small steps and ran into the kitchen. Not long after, he came over with a set of tea sets, followed by a pot Zheng Ping with hot tea.

"Father drinks tea." Zuo Chan poured the tea and pushed the teacup in front of Zuo Yuan.

"Thank you, Xiao Chan." Zuo Yuan squeezed out a smile.

He should have been very happy to see his daughter, but he couldn't smile in front of Zheng Ping.

"If it was you in normal times, you probably wouldn't come up."

"Um……"

I want to see my daughter twice, and...

Facing Zheng Ping, he has conflicts... he doesn't want to see her, but wants to be recognized.

After going through so many twists and turns, he has changed a little, but he still has some face that cannot be wiped away.

"Are you okay? It's been..." Zuo Yuan's throat was dry.

"Well, I don't know how good it is." Zheng Ping replied simply.

"Then...that's good." Zuo Yuan clasped his fingers, "Thank you...for taking care of Xiaochan."

Judging from the current situation, Zheng Ping's taking Xiaochan away will be of great help to him and Xiaochan.

"What are you talking about? Xiaochan is my daughter, and I don't take care of her. Do you want her to suffer with you?"

"I...I'm working hard too..." Zuo Yuan retorted, "And, I also got the serialization."

"Maybe it will be like last time, after three months of serialization, there will be no more content."

"No! No!" Hearing Zheng Ping's words, Zuo Yuan suddenly became excited, "I'm very serious this time... I must publish a booklet this year, sell it well, and then... take Xiaochan back!"

Zuo Chan heard the last sentence, looked at Zheng Ping, then at Zuo Yuan, her small face pulled down with a look of grievance.

One side is father, the other side is mother.

At this time, she is the most difficult.

"Just you? Are you drawing manga, or taking care of Xiao Chan?" Zheng Ping asked, "Besides, maybe three months later, you will be cut in half..."

"I want... I want you to manage..."

Hearing "half cut", Zuo Yuan was also anxious.

He really has great expectations for the new work. At the serialization meeting, the editor-in-chief and team leaders passed it at once, which is a good sign.

When Zheng Ping raised the idea of ​​chopping in half, he was poking at Zuo Yuan's sore spot, he was definitely not happy about it.

"Anyway, I can take good care of Xiaochan." Zuo Yuan immediately explained.

"Impossible...Xiao Chan is doing well by my side, how could I give it to you?" Zheng Ping turned her head with a look of disdain.

"It's just you and Xiaochan here, not even a man, in case something happens..."

"Hmph, a cowardly man like you..." Halfway through her words, Zheng Ping felt regretful, and quickly looked at Zuo Yuan, only to see that his face was flushed and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Sorry, I……"

"I see." Zuo Yuan clenched Zheng Ping's words and interrupted, "I will prove it to you, and leave."

Zuo Yuan got up, Xiao Chan also stood up, and grabbed Zuo Yuan's clothes, "Dad, let's eat first?"

When Zuo Yuan saw Xiao Chan, his heart warmed up, but when he thought of what Zheng Ping said just now, he immediately sobered up a lot, and put his arms around Xiao Chan lightly, "Hey, listen to mom, I'll come see you again when I have time."

After lightly touching Xiao Chan's forehead, Zuo Yuan pushed the door and left.

"Mom... Dad is gone..."

Xiaochan watched Zuo Yuan leave, then turned to look at Zheng Ping.

"I know I know……"

Zheng Ping was filled with remorse, knowing that Zuo Yuan had such a strong self-esteem, she still said that kind of thing.

Oh, it's really...

It's okay to take a step back, what are you arguing with him?

Zheng Ping rubbed her forehead, feeling suddenly lost a lot.

Zuo Yuan came out of the family building, snowflakes were flying, and the cold wind was still there.

He tightened his cotton coat and walked into the snow.

It was snowing heavily and the wind was biting cold, but Zuo Yuan's heart was in a different mood.

"This time... must... must win... must win..."

Zuo Yuan clenched his fists and swore in his heart.

...

Holidays are always short, and many people have not had time to enjoy them before the holidays are over.

After "The Hunting Abyss" was confirmed to be over, the entire "Comic Future" became tense.

The biggest problem facing Shang Haozhi now is not the end of "Hunting Abyss", preventing Ye Hexu from being poached.

Losing two pillar cartoonists in three years, even "Comic Future" cannot bear this level of loss.

If the chain effect is triggered again and other authors are poached again, "Comic Future" will really fall into crisis.

As for magazine sales...

After a period of silence, "Smelting Steel" once again ushered in a wonderful plot, and the performance and popularity of "Steel Refining" rose again.