EN en opened her mouth, but the Chinese teacher didn't give her a chance to speak at all, so she opened her mouth again, "wake up and sleep comfortably. Call your father to school tomorrow. I think it's necessary for me to talk to him about your recent study."

Call the parents, enen's little face collapsed, "ah?"

"Ah, what? Did you hear clearly?" the Chinese stretched out his hand to hold his glasses and snapped.

"Listen, listen clearly." enen replied weakly, "I'll tell my father when I go back."

"That's good. Sit down." when en en collapsed back into his chair, the Chinese teacher said, "continue the class."

What just happened was like an episode. The Chinese class continued as usual. En en lay listlessly on the desk, but didn't dare to sleep again until Fang Ya gently touched her with her elbow, "en en en, en en en."

"Shh, don't talk any more." en en has just been named and invited parents. Where can she have the courage to do it in class.

It's not nice to say. Although she promised to return, she didn't expect how to tell her parents when she went back. After all, it's not a good thing to invite parents.

Fang Ya smiled and whispered in her ear, "don't worry, we've invited parents anyway. What are we afraid of?"

"That's right." the worst thing is to invite parents. What else can I do.

"When your father gives a little money, it will be over."

"Alas," Eun Eun sighed, "I don't want to talk. I'm so upset. I'm so upset."

"What bother?" Fang Ya said with concern. "It's not the first time to invite parents."

After that, Fang Ya seemed to think of something, and suddenly said, "eh, I still feel strange."

"What's strange?" enen didn't understand.

Fang Ya said, "just miss Zhang. Why does she emphasize letting your father come every time she calls parents? Well, she's not interested in your father."

This remark was too far away and too incredible. En en didn't think about it at all, "how can it be? Fangya, don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense. What I'm saying is the truth." Fang Ya thought her idea was tenable and justified. "You see, you don't have only your father and no mother. It's reasonable that your father is much busier than your mother. No matter how to invite parents, you should let your mother come."

"But didn't you find out? Every time Mr. Zhang said, call your father to school tomorrow. What's the reason? Ah, speaking of this, I still remember that it seems that every time your father comes, Mr. Zhang dresses up."

"At ordinary times, it's the same as abbess extinction. When your father comes, she's a peacock with only the screen on, and even the frame has to be replaced with beautiful pupils." Fang Yayue said more vigorously. "It's completely Sima Zhao's heart. Everyone knows it, okay?"

Fang Ya's analysis made enen feel that it was really like that.

"So, Miss Zhang might want to be your stepmother." Fang Ya concluded, "she has no other way to get close to your father, so she put her mind on you. Well, I tell you, you have to be careful."

Be careful what? Be careful. Enen looked up at the podium. She was dressed in black business clothes and her hair was combed meticulously. At the moment, the Chinese teacher who was salivating stars all over the sky frowned, "don't worry, no one can be my stepmother."

"You don't know my parents' feelings. Don't mention a teacher Zhang, even a hundred won't work."