Chapter 30 (1/2)

”Ok.”

Jiang Mingyuan left early from time to time, just to wait for a glance at his son at the kindergarten door. Today he came over, but it is different from before. The figure who used to wait at the kindergarten door early did not appear today.

Seeing the children being picked up one by one, Xing Xing was alone and stood by the teacher holding hands. Jiang Mingyuan considered the meeting. In the end, he could not restrain the desire to be close to the children and got off the car.

After more than half a month, Xingxing still had an impression on this clever uncle. He did not hide when he saw Jiang Mingyuan, but instead greeted him.

This makes Jiang Mingyuan even more happy.

In order to verify the nDA, he had helped the kindergarten before, but the teacher of Xingxing didn't know him. Although Xingxing and Jiang Mingyuan seemed to know each other, she didn't dare to entrust others. Fearing that the child was freezing in the air vent, they had to bring the person back to the classroom.

She walked ahead with the stars, and followed Jiang Mingyuan, who was uninvited.

Teacher Xing Xing didn't dare to bring anyone in. He would stop him if he saw him. But the assistant who was good at figuring out the boss's mind had already done a good job. Then the teacher spoke only halfway, and the principal came over and invited him over.

So Jiang Mingyuan got along with his son for a while.

If it was said that Jiang Mingyuan was more shocked and helpless when he first learned that he has such a son, now he is more of a heart-loving and psychologically eager to care for the stars.

Xing Xing is a very good-looking child, smart and beautiful, and never makes people easily. Every time Jiang Mingyuan glances at him, he will soften his heart, and this time with the Xing Xing, the mood is rare and relaxed.

Unfortunately, this chance of getting along is too small. Jiang Mingyuan looked at his son who seemed a little excited because his mother was coming, and a recent idea gradually overwhelmed his original intention.

Or ... find a chance to meet your child and mother and talk about this?

To make this clear, whether or not the child can be brought back at that time, his own identity has always passed through the clear road. It is not necessary to spend time with his son like he is now, but to be a thief.

With this in mind, Jiang Mingyuan didn't plan to stop any more. Even if it was to say that this matter was not in a hurry, he had to find a more formal occasion.

Thinking about it that way, Jiang Mingyuan got up and was going to go out one step first, but just two steps later, the classroom door was opened.

Cheng Huanfeng came in fiercely from outside, his eyes swept around in the classroom, and he felt relieved when he saw the stars.

The little guy was naturally pleasantly surprised to see his mother. He jumped up from his seat and rushed into Cheng Huan's arms. Cheng Huan took two steps to catch him and kissed him on the star's face.

”Baby, wait, mother will definitely be late next time.”

The star ”Hey” laughed twice, and kissed Cheng Huan's face. He was holding his mother's neck, his cheeks were close, and said softly, ”The teacher said that his mother was busy.”

”That's why my mother did something wrong and apologize.” Chen Huan stood up, holding the star's hand, and thanked the teacher who was still in the classroom: ”Trouble teacher.”

”You're welcome.” The teacher replied with a smile. She was a little puzzled. Ming Xingxing looks familiar with that Mr. Jiang. Why doesn't his mother seem to know him and doesn't even say hello?

However, she also thought about it. She had just been taught by the director, saying that this person could not be provoked, and now she did not dare to talk more, for fear of causing trouble to herself.

Thanks to the teacher, Cheng Huan was ready to leave with the stars. Before they went out, the stars remembered Jiang Mingyuan again, and turned and waved at him: ”Goodbye uncle.”

Cheng Huan also turned her head. She didn't pay much attention to the person in the room. She thought she was also the parent of a child. Now she listened to the stars and greeted her carefully.

This look surprised her.

The other party is very tall, visually measuring about one meter eighty-five, with wide shoulders and narrow waists, and a pair of long legs wrapped in suit pants. If you accidentally glance at it, you can't move your eyes. Not only is he in good shape, this man is also good-looking, his facial features are exquisite, but he is not feminine at all, just standing there, revealing his amazing momentum.

Is a good-looking but not easy to mess with.

Cheng Huan labeled the man in his heart, nodded and smiled at him, his eyes glanced at those two legs again, and then he turned his head and left the star.

On the way back, Cheng Huan gradually felt something wrong.

Just now the person was so pretty, she didn't dare to look at it, only glanced at it, and now looking back, she felt that person always gave her a familiar feeling.

Cheng Huan frowned. After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't think of where I had seen it. The more I couldn't think of it, the more she tangled. She thought about it along the way, but she said nothing.

Fortunately, the stars did not notice that the little ones can enjoy themselves. Now it is September in the lunar calendar. The osmanthus flowers on both sides of the street are blooming, and the fragrance is full of fragrance. Xingxing likes the aroma of osmanthus flowers, and the yellow petals from the leaves of osmanthus branches.

He sang the nursery rhyme of the kindergarten teacher's new teaching, hopping along the way, and occasionally pulled Cheng Huan to the green belt. He went up and picked up a bunch of flowers that exuded aroma from the low branches. To Cheng Huan: ”Mom, give you a little flower.”

Cheng Huan looked back, looked at the four or five yellow flowers in the palm of his hand, and smiled and thanked the little guy: ”Mom likes it, but it takes flowers.”

”What's that?” Xingxing didn't know.

Kindergarten teaches little and the stars have not learned how to use excessive words. Cheng Huan briefly talked to him.

The little guy was very clever, and after two understandings, he stomped his feet and picked some flowers from the higher branches, and handed her: ”Mom gives you a little flower.”