Chapter 8

With three chances, Zhang Han could transform the territory according to his heart's desire, but after the three chances, he would have to do everything himself.

The power of transformation was not infinite; the energy of the Leiyang tree was limited. Zhang Han needed to absorb a part of it to advance to the Qi Practitioner stage, and just for his needs, it would take over half of the energy. Moreover, planting the Yuanqing tree on the mountaintop required two-tenths of the energy to ensure its proper development.

The remaining energy was far from enough to support so many projects.

"This is really a tough problem!" Zhang Han rubbed his head, feeling quite a headache, and had to give up the idea of completing everything at once.

"Alright, you have to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time. Besides, Momo is still young and doesn't need to start a rural life too early."

With no choice, Zhang Han put the residential area, the front mountain's recreational area, and the viewing area on hold, and the pet area at the back mountain was undecided. The first things to do were the planting area and the poultry area.

After planning, Zhang Han opened the internet and looked at the satellite map of Hong Kong, observing the size and direction of the mountains.

It must be said that Hong Kong has many mountains. However, as Zhang Han, who primarily aimed to enjoy life, he chose the mountain by the sea first. This way, living on the mountain would allow him to enjoy the sea view at any time.

After a long observation, he found that most of the mountains were quite large. Zhang Han, a perfectionist, wanted a very suitable one. The area should be able to accommodate these regions but not be too large. After an hour of observation, he finally wrote down seven addresses on a piece of paper.

The location by the sea, with a moderate size, was the first choice.

"I hope there's a piece of treasure land among them!" Zhang Han muttered, feeling a bit tired and planning to rest.

Just as he stood up, his phone rang.

So late? Who's calling?

Zhang Han took his phone out of his pocket and was taken aback when he saw the contact.

Ziyan?

After answering the call, Ziyan's voice, full of anger, came from the phone:

"Where are you!"

"I'm at the hotel." Zhang Han replied calmly.

It seemed this was the first real communication between him and Ziyan?

To be honest, Zhang Han felt a bit complicated at this moment. He couldn't treat Ziyan as casually as he treated others.

'Maybe... because she's Momo's mother.' Zhang Han whispered to himself.

For Ziyan, he decided to follow his heart, not to be artificial or pretentious, and just be natural.

"Hotel?"

Ziyan frowned, then relaxed.

It seemed this stubborn head still cared about Emily, otherwise, he wouldn't have given up the dirty and messy house to stay at a hotel.

"Which hotel?" Ziyan's voice softened.

"Fuji Hotel." Zhang Han answered briefly.

Seeing that Zhang Han didn't seem interested in talking, Ziyan felt a bit angry.

I'm already being patient with you, and you're being so indifferent. What's the meaning of this?

So she said angrily, "Send me your location on WeChat!"

After saying that, Ziyan rolled her eyes and hung up the phone forcefully.

"What's wrong with this woman?" Zhang Han pursed his lips, feeling a bit confused. He had just arrived in Hong Kong, and Ziyan was already on her way? How did she know he came to Hong Kong?

Oh, right, it must be because she heard the airport noise when talking to Momo.

Opening his WeChat, Zhang Han sent his location to Ziyan.

"Ding Ling Ling......"

Two seconds later, the phone rang again. He answered the call.

"Zhang Han!"

Ziyan's angry voice came through.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Han was startled.

As expected of a singer, even a phone couldn't block her powerful voice.

"Are you in Hong Kong? Why didn't you tell me? How could you take Emily to Hong Kong without my consent? You made me rush to Beijing in the middle of the night! You have no good intentions!" Ziyan said in one breath.

This made her so angry that her teeth were grinding. She had been busy all day at the company and then rushed to Beijing by plane, only to find out that Zhang Han wasn't there!

"You didn't ask." Zhang Han said innocently.

"You wouldn't tell me if I didn't ask?" Ziyan was even more angry, gritting her teeth, "You, you wait and see!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone directly.

"Bad temper."

Zhang Han didn't care, stretched, and felt a long-awaited fatigue. He walked to the bedroom to prepare to sleep with his daughter, muttering:

"Probably her period."

On the other side, at the apartment building in Beijing where Zhang Han lived.

"Ow..." Zhou Fei yawned, "Sis, he went to Hong Kong. What should we do? Should we book a flight back to Hong Kong now?"

When it came to her daughter's matters, Ziyan was always decisive. Although it was late at night, she had no doubt that Ziyan would rush back.

"Let's find a hotel to rest first and go back tomorrow." Ziyan shook her head.

On the way to the hotel, Ziyan was distracted.

'He's willing to leave Beijing?'

For Zhang Han, the father of her child, Ziyan had been paying attention over the years. She had some friends in Beijing, and after a little inquiry, she knew about Zhang Han's current situation. She was also aware of his stubborn refusal to leave Beijing.

'Maybe it's because of the daughter.'

'He chose to go to Hong Kong, could it be because of me?'

Thinking about this, Ziyan's heart felt a bit uneasy.

...

The next morning, Zhang Han was sleeping soundly when Momo's crying woke him up again.

"What's wrong, Momo?"

Zhang Han shook his head, picked up the little princess, and said softly, "Did you have a bad dream again?"

Momo didn't answer, just kept crying.

After a while, Zhang Han figured out the problem.

It turned out the little girl had wet the bed, and her diaper was almost soaked through.

"Daddy will change your pants, don't cry." Zhang Han hurriedly changed the little girl's clothes.

He made a cup of milk for the little princess, and she gradually stopped crying. Seeing her shy and embarrassed, Zhang Han immediately understood.

With a smile, he said, "Momo, you're not even four years old. It's normal for children under five to wet the bed."

"Uh-huh~" Momo wriggled her little body.

"Ha ha..." Zhang Han smiled and patted the little princess's head, saying, "Daddy will take you out to play today. Let's go to... Disneyland."

"Uh?" Momo was surprised, put down the milk bottle, and clapped her hands happily, "Good, good, go to Disneyland."

"We'll wake up Auntie." Zhang Han carried Momo to the door of the secondary bedroom.

Under Zhang Han's guidance, Momo called out in a baby voice:

"Auntie, the sun is already shining on your butt, and you're still not up? That's embarrassing! If you don't get up, we'll go out to play by ourselves."

Under the little princess's call, Zhang Li woke up and looked at the clock, which showed it was only eight o'clock. She sighed in frustration.

After getting ready, Zhang Li opened the door and walked out. Seeing Zhang Han and Momo playing on the sofa, she gave Zhang Han a glare and said:

"Bro, it's only eight o'clock."

"What do you mean 'only'? It's already eight o'clock, and you're still in bed. Hurry up and get ready. We're going to Disneyland later." Zhang Han urged.

"Alright, alright, I'll hurry." Zhang Li pouted.

After Zhang Li finished getting ready, she looked at the little princess, who was dressed lightly, and said, "No, bro, you need to bring Momo a jacket."

"Why do I need to bring a jacket?" Zhang Han was confused.

The temperature in Hong Kong was quite high, even in early October, and walking on the street would make you sweat.

"We're going to Disneyland, right? The indoor temperature is very low, while the outdoor temperature is high. If Momo gets a cold from the temperature change, what will you do? Bro, you're a father now, you need to pay attention to these things." Zhang Li said.

"Oh, right." Zhang Han nodded and went back to get Momo a cartoon jacket.

It must be said that women are always more meticulous than men.

After a simple breakfast in the hotel restaurant, Zhang Han took his daughter on their first outing.

Zhang Han had never been to Disneyland in Hong Kong, but Zhang Li took on the role of the host, or rather, the laborer.

At the entrance of Disneyland, Zhang Han held the little princess in a shady spot, while Zhang Li stood in the sun to buy tickets.

Disneyland is a world-class amusement park. Although it doesn't have the Ferris wheel that most amusement parks have, it offers more playability for children, with various fairy tale-themed areas that children love.

However, Momo was only three years old and less than one meter tall, so there were many projects she couldn't participate in.

"Wow, so many people, daddy. Look at that balloon, it's so big. Look over there, look over there..."

Momo laughed happily, her big eyes darting around, enjoying herself.

Entering Disneyland, their first stop was Main Street, U.S.A., which was essentially a shopping street with souvenir shops on both sides. Zhang Han didn't plan to waste time here and had Zhang Li take a few photos of him and Momo.

After taking the photos, they