The head teacher withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

"Isn't it just a little pen? It's good to find out. Besides, if we leave the children behind and don't inform the parents before we find out what happened, isn't it worrying for nothing? "

Yu huanluo is a quick talker.

As soon as she went up the stairs, she heard them talking.

She doesn't like the head teacher at all.

"There is a box of pens of this brand at home, and they are limited edition of different models. The money for that pen can't afford these limited edition covers. Xiao Li, why don't you talk to your teacher? "

Yu huanluo knew that the man saw that an Xiaojing was a woman, and she was dressed in elegant clothes.

I think it's easy to bully.

He relies on his money, he wants to do everything wrong for Xiao Li.

"Aunt Yu, I also want to say, but as soon as the teacher came up, he asked me where I put my pen, but he didn't ask me what happened. Before I could make it clear, they were in a hurry to make me apologize. "

"This -"

the head teacher blushed with shame.

"Come on, let's go."

An Xiaojing calmly pulled Yu huanluo's sleeve.

An Xiaojing doesn't want to be here any more. It's late now. Xiao Li must be hungry.

"The little mother --"

the head teacher wants to explain and apologize to an Xiaojing and the child.

"Needless to say, I just hope that when it comes to this kind of thing in the future, no matter whose children, as teachers, can give them a fair and just explanation."

With Xiaoli in her arms, an Xiaojing goes with Yu huanluo and Qianmian.

An Xiaojing and Yu huanluo take their two children out of school. Shangguanqing is waiting for them in the car.

"Mommy

Xuemu waved in the car.

Yu huanluo invited an Xiaojing's mother and son to have dinner at home.

An Xiaojing went with her sons.

But she was absent-minded about the meal.

When she thought of her son, the head teacher of their class was like this, she was not sure to put the child into school.

The age of a child is the time when values and world outlook are just formed.

If there is no correct guidance, it will leave a shadow in the child's young heart.

So teacher is a sacred position.

Because they are shouldering the future of the motherland.

An Xiaojing made up her mind to transfer Xiaoli to another class.

Just wait for Leng Yichen to come back and make a decision.

After dinner, an Xiaojing calls Su muying.

"What's the matter with my brother?"

"Don't worry. I'll take care of you. It's OK."

Su muying comforts her.

An Xiaojing was relieved to hear Su muying say so.

Su muying is really a good woman.

"Xiaoli? Go to bed

Xiao Li got into his study as soon as he got home.

It's been like this these days.

Every time an Xiaojing called, she was willing to put down her books.

Xiao Li closes the book and leaves with an Xiaojing.

Xiao Li glances at an Xiaojing secretly.

I thought.

In another day, he will have a way to find daddy.

It's a quiet night -

an Xiaojing and her children have fallen asleep.

It's windy tonight and the curtains are swinging.

An Xiaojing was in a daze.

It felt like someone had come to his bed.

"Who?"

An Xiaojing opened her eyes, but there was no one in front of her bed.

An Xiaojing thinks it must be her own illusion.

Then he went to sleep.

The next morning, the weather was fine.

It rained last night.

The air in the garden is fresh.

It's a pleasant morning.

After an Xiaojing sent the children to school.

Received a call from Su muying.

Wake up, brother!

An Xiaojing soon drove there.

"Brother! You finally wake up! Do you know we are worried about you! "

An Xiaojing was so excited that she wiped away her tears.

"I can't die for my life!"

An Xianyang chuckled.

Su muying is carrying a bowl of porridge.

Feed him one bite at a time.

"Don't die all the time!"

Su muying said.

"Your life is mine. You can't die easily without my permission!"

An Xianyang knows that Su muying must be worried about himself.

It was he who worried her.

"Yes! I won't get hurt without your permission in the future! "

"Puchi!"

Su muying knows that an Xianyang is joking.I was amused by him.

"Xiaojing, this is your mobile phone. Give it back to you."

Seeing his sister, an Xianyang remembered that her mobile phone was still with him.

"Brother, don't you have to? It's OK. I have another one here! "

"No, I've got my cell phone."

An Xianyang has found out, and there will be results soon.

So I don't need this phone.

An Xiaojing turns to her mobile phone and instinctively reads the text messages.

Originally, she thought Leng didn't give her any news because she sent a text message to her brother's mobile phone.

However, she did not find Leng Yichen's message.

"Brother."

An Xiaojing doesn't know whether to tell an Xianyang about Leng Yichen.

Finally, I thought about it and said it.

"Brother, do you think yechen will be ok? I haven't been able to contact him by phone for so many days. It's all text messages. These two days are even more strange. Not a single message. I'm worried. "

"Don't worry, Leng Yichen is out on business. It's OK. "

An Xianyang finds out something about Leng Yichen. He has indeed gone to other places.

And he's on surveillance.

In this case, Leng Yichen should not be in trouble.

But I was really delayed to go home.

"It's OK."

An Xiaojing was relieved at last.

The long-standing worries can finally be relieved.

"By the way, how did you get this injury?"

Asked an Xiaojing.

"Isn't it normal to go out and do business?"

An Xianyang is not willing to talk more. After all, it involves another person.

That man has a lot to do with Su muying.

"Well, as long as my brother is OK. Brother, I'll go first. I'll see you when I'm free. "

Seeing an Xiaojing leave, Su muying opens her mouth.

"Thank you."

She looked gratefully at the man still in bed.

"What did you say to me? Thank you."

An Xianyang knows why she thanks him.

Su Yuanqi's identity is not suitable for exposure.

"Listen to Xiao Lan say you quarreled?"

You in an Xianyang's words refer to Su muying and Su Yuanqi.

As soon as he woke up, Xiao Lan told him.

"In fact, Su Yuanqi didn't hurt me."

"What?"

Su muying was surprised.

She saw an Xianyang's message about Su Yuanqi.

I thought it was su Yuanqi's hand to an Xianyang.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know, because I didn't see each other."

An Xianyang shook his head. At that time, he turned his back on the assailant.

"But I can judge that this man must be familiar with Su Yuanqi."

"Very familiar?"

Su muying thinks in his mind that Su Yuanqi has been independent since he came here.

I didn't see any of his acquaintances.

"She's in the imperial capital. She doesn't know anyone except me."

"Are you sure?"

An Xianyang doesn't believe it.

"Her life experience is too complicated for us to guess."

An Xianyang reminds Su muying.