Beautiful Ex-wife's Contract Son-in-law

When Zhang Mengmeng entered the training room, she saw more than a dozen Flying Daggers inserted into the center of a wooden target. She was immediately shocked and asked enviously:    

    

"Xu, did you throw all these Flying Daggers?"    

    

"Yes, how was it?" Wu Xu said with a little pride.    

    

"Not bad." Zhang Mengmeng gave Wu Xu a thumbs up. After giving him a thumbs up, she asked, "How far did you throw it into the bull's eye?"    

    

Wu Xu answered honestly, "Three to ten meters, but the further away it is, the less accurate it is."    

    

"Wow, so powerful?" Zhang Mengmeng exclaimed, "I want to learn too!"    

    

Then, she hurriedly ran to pull out the Flying Dagger from the wooden target. She stood three meters away and threw it one by one onto the wooden target.    

    

However, no matter how much strength she used, she still could not throw the Flying Dagger onto the bull's eye. Most of it should be taken off.    

    

"When you throw the Flying Dagger, you have to grasp the essentials and the strength. You won't succeed if you throw it randomly like this!" Wu Xu said and went to pick up the Flying Dagger that Zhang Mengmeng threw out.    

    

As he had focused all his attention on learning and selling the Flying Dagger techniques to Zhang Mengmeng, he did not notice that one Flying Dagger was missing. Because he felt that this afternoon, he had installed cameras around the villa and the training room. It was relatively safe here and it was broad daylight. No one would come in to steal his Flying Dagger.    

    

Then, he stood at a distance of about eight meters from the wooden target. He threw it out according to the standard movements Ma Zhong had taught him.    

    

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!    

    

The Flying Dagger mixed with the sound of the wind and flew toward the wooden target like an arrow leaving the bow. It was as if they had eyes, and each of them pierced into the center of the target.    

    

"Xu, you're too amazing!" Zhang Mengmeng clapped her hands and said quickly.    

    

"This is nothing. Mr Ma is awesome!" Wu Xu said humbly.    

    

"Mr Wu, I didn't expect you to have such a high comprehension ability. You have improved so fast. It won't be long before you surpass me!" Ma Zhong's voice suddenly came from the door of the training room.    

    

Wu Xu turned around and smiled at Ma Zhong. He said, "Mr Ma, are you comforting me?"    

    

"No, I'm telling the truth." Ma Zhong shook his head and said, "You should stand ten meters away and throw it. I want to see how high your accuracy is."    

    

"Okay." Wu Xu nodded. Just as he was about to pull out the Flying Dagger from the wooden target, Zhang Mengmeng took a step forward to help him pull out the saber and ran over to hand it to Wu Xu.    

    

Wu Xu took two big steps back and stood about ten meters away from the wooden target. With a swoosh, he threw the Flying Dagger in his hand towards the wooden target.    

    

In one breath, he finished throwing the dart in his hand. Only two of them went into the center of the target. The rest of the Flying Dagger were between seven, eight, and nine.    

    

"Not bad." Ma Zhong clapped his hands and said, "Mr Wu, you are really good. When I was practicing the Flying Dagger, it took me more than half a year to reach your current level. I didn't expect that you would only need less than a day to reach your current level after two tries. You managed to do it in less than a day. How admirable!"    

    

"No," Wu Xu said humbly. "This is all because of you, Mr Ma. You have taught me well."    

    

"No," Ma Zhong shook his head and said sincerely, "It's because you have a high level of comprehension and hard work. You are a genius in martial arts..."    

    

"Where? You flatter me!" Wu Xu was embarrassed by Ma Zhong's words.    

    

"Don't be modest," ___ said. Zhang Mengmeng was happy to see Wu Xu's improvement. She ran to take the Flying Dagger off the wooden target again. She handed it to Ma Zhong and said, "Ma, show us!"    

    

"Okay!"    

    

Ma Zhong took the Flying Dagger from Zhang Mengmeng's hand and stood about ten meters away from the wooden target. He casually threw it at the wooden target. The Flying Dagger seemed to have a mind of its own as it went straight to the center of the target.    

    

Zhang Mengmeng sincerely praised, "Ma is still the best!"    

    

"Don't praise me." Ma Zhong waved his hand and said, "I believe that in a few days, Mr Wu will also be able to do it!"    

    

"All of you are too amazing!" Zhang Mengmeng gave Wu Xu a thumbs up again.    

    

Wu Xu suddenly remembered something and asked Zhang Mengmeng, "By the way, how is your father? This morning, your grandfather went to your house and did not scold your father, right?"    

    

"I don't know." Zhang Mengmeng shook her head and said, "When I got off work today, I ran to you. I didn't contact my father at all."    

    

Wu Xu suggested," How about this? I'll accompany you home to see what the situation is. What do you think? "    

    

"I just learned the Flying Dagger technique from you. I haven't had enough fun yet. Let's talk about it later!" Zhang Mengmeng said stubbornly.    

    

Wu Xu replied, "I think it's more important to go and see your father first. We have plenty of time in the future. Mr Ma and I will teach you when the time comes, okay?"    

    

"Then... Alright!" Zhang Mengmeng nodded regretfully.    

    

Wu Xu saw that Zhang Mengmeng agreed to his request and said to Ma Zhong, "Mr Ma, I will take Meng Meng home. You should rest early at home!"    

    

"Go ahead. Call me if you need anything!" Ma Zhong waved at Wu Xu.    

    

Wu Xu went to take two Flying Dagger and put them in his coat pocket. He took Zhang Mengmeng out with him.    

    

An S600 Mercedes-Benz bulletproof car stopped not far from the villa of Building 11. Two bodyguards saw Zhang Mengmeng walk out of the villa and quickly jumped out of the car.    

    

Zhang Mengmeng smiled at Wu Xu and said, "Xu, my grandfather was afraid that I would encounter some trouble. He gave me such a bulletproof car, and he even forced two bodyguards to follow me..."    

    

Wu Xu immediately looked at the B7 armored car parked not far away. It was a new Mercedes-Benz S-class flagship equipped with V12 engine. However, its appearance and interior space were very different from the ordinary version of the S600 bulletproof car.    

    

"This means that your grandfather was worried about you. He was afraid that something would happen to you, so he arranged it like this!"    

    

"It should be, right?" Zhang Mengmeng nodded noncommittally and asked, "Xu, do you want to take my car or drive to our house by yourself?"    

    

"I think I should drive by myself. It will be more convenient that way!" Wu Xu thanked her politely.    

    

"Okay, let's go. See you later!" Zhang Mengmeng said and walked to her Mercedes-Benz bulletproof car.    

    

A bodyguard respectfully opened the door for her.    

    

Zhang Mengmeng got into the car.    

    

Wu Xu jumped onto the Mercedes-Benz 350 SUV he was driving and followed closely behind.    

    

The two cars drove out of Fairview Harbor eighbourhoods one after the other, heading towards the Peach Garden Villa District.    

    

Half an hour later, the two cars steadily stopped in front of Zhang Mengmeng's villa. After Zhang Mengmeng and Wu Xu jumped off the cars one after another, Wu Xu followed Zhang Mengmeng into her house.    

    

"Mengmeng, you're back. Have you eaten?" Zhang Zixuan was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. He saw Zhang Mengmeng bringing Wu Xu home and greeted his daughter first.    

    

This morning, after Old Master Zhang came to the house and scolded Zhang Zixuan, Zhang Zixuan woke up a little. He did not feel too sad for Lin Xiaoman's death anymore.    

    

However, he felt that his mental state was not very good, so he did not go to the company to work.    

    

"I have eaten. What about you?" Zhang Mengmeng asked with concern, "Dad, have you eaten?"    

    

"I have also eaten." "I thought you wouldn't come home tonight. I don't care about this old man anymore," Zhang Zixuan said, somewhat reproachfully.    

    

"How could that be?" Zhang Mengmeng shook her head and pretended to be a good girl. She said respectfully, "In my heart, you will always be a good father!"    

    

"Humph, I don't believe it!" Zhang Zixuan curled his lips.    

    

Wu Xu saw that the father and daughter were having a great conversation, but they ignored him like air. He felt awkward and a little unnatural.