Zhang's mother stopped talking. Mu's mother got up and went to the living room. When she saw a large table of food, she didn't even move her chopsticks. Zhang's mother was helpless. She was so disappointed that she got up early every day to cook so many meals, but she hadn't eaten a few bites. It was really a waste.

It's a pity to pour it out.

I secretly looked at Mu Mu in the living room, and then quietly brought the vegetables on the plate into a bowl, so I could take them back to the house and eat them secretly.

Just as Zhang Ma put the dishes on a plate, Yan Qiao suddenly appeared behind her.

The plate that had just fallen halfway from his hand slid from his hand and fell to the ground. Zhang's mother was so scared that she was shocked. She patted her chest and glared at Yan Qiao, but she didn't dare to speak out.

"Why, are you scared after doing something bad?" Yan Qiao smiled sarcastically.

"Don't go too far. You are also a servant, don't be shameless." Zhang's mother was not willing to be outdone, probably forgot about being beaten not long ago.

I was very disgusted when I saw Ma Zhang's face. There was such an arrogant master, such an arrogant dog.

Relying on the master's fangs to show his fangs, he was domineering.

Without Mu Mu and the others' support, Zhang Ma was just a bad old woman. However, today Yan Qiao didn't want to waste so much talk, and just said, "Eating other people's leftovers is really kind."

The wrinkles of the whole face were so angry that they were flattened.

In terms of verbal talk, Zhang Ma knew that she could not beat Yan Qiao, the little vixen.

I can only swallow my anger.

Yan Qiao took some drinks in the refrigerator and went back to the room. Here, only that room could calm Yan Qiao down without looking at the faces of these people.

Zhuang Yan, who hurried out, called a woman.

However, no one answered the woman's phone number. After two or three times, the phone number was answered, but it was a man's voice.

I thought I had called the wrong phone number, so I hurriedly hung up and confirmed it before calling.

But the man just answered the phone and was about to speak when the lazy woman's voice came out from the other side of the phone.

"Who?" the woman asked with her eyes closed.

"Sister Fang Fei."

Hearing that it was Zhuang Yan's voice, the woman forced herself to open her eyes, "It's Zhuang Yan, I'm sorry, I slept too late last night, what's wrong?"

After saying this, Zhuang Yan lost her temper and was amused and cried, and she didn't know what to say.

"yesterday……"

"Oh, look at my memory. I asked you to discuss things yesterday. Why did I forget this? I cleaned up the place I made up for a moment and went to the appointment." Fang Fei hung up the phone directly.

"Hey, hey..." Zhuang Yan also wanted to say that she was very anxious, could she meet soon?

I looked at it and it was almost nine o'clock on my wrist. I don't know when the activities at Ye'er's school will start. If I go late, Ye'er will definitely be sad.

Let the driver drive to the agreed place soon.

Fang Fei saw Zhuang Yan sitting by the window from a long distance, and walked in with a smile, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"It's okay." Zhuang Yan flipped through her bag and gave a piece of information to Fang Fei. "Sister Fang Fei, there's something going on today, I can only briefly talk about it."

Seeing Fang Fei's face not angry, Zhuang Yan continued to say some of Yan Qiao's various situations, hoping that Fang Fei could help Yan Qiao.

Fang Fei just simply flipped through the folder for a while, and Zhuang Yan's hands kept fiddling with her watch. Is Fang Fei looking at things too slowly?

After waiting for two or three minutes, Fang Fei put the documents in her hand together, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip. "It's pretty good, but it's a little less flavor."

Mo Ling's answer made Zhuang Yan confused.

Fang Fei meant whether he agreed or disagree. Zhuang Yan looked at Fang Fei helplessly. Fang Fei pulled his lips, put down the cup in his hand, and supported his arms on the table, "I'll try it for your sake."

After hearing Fang Fei's words, Zhuang Yan felt relieved, and a big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

"Isn't it still something else? It depends on your absent-mindedness, go quickly." Fang Fei urged.

"Sister Fang Fei is really embarrassed. It's really important. Next time, I will definitely treat you to a meal next time."

He grabbed Bao Zhuangyan on the chair and walked out quickly.

Fang Fei, who was sitting on the chair, drank coffee gracefully and opened the folder again to see the information inside.

I just saw the photos of Yan Qiao in the folder and thought Yan Qiao's appearance was pretty good. As long as it is well packaged, I believe that it will attract many people's crazy approaching.

Putting away the folder on the table, Fang Fei got up and left.

Zhuang Yan, who came out of the coffee shop, hurriedly stopped a car.

He called Mu Lingfeng, who was always busy and didn't know what he was doing.

Zhuang Yan had to go to the school first and urged the driver to get faster.

The driver responded, but the car was still slow. Fortunately, it was not a matter of life. Otherwise, Zhuang Yan would have reached the location with the speed of the car at this speed of snails for half a century.

Slowly, the car finally arrived at the school gate.

When getting off the bus, he accidentally twisted his feet, stood firm, and Zhuang Yan walked inside.

At this moment, Ye'er and Cheng Ranran were walking slowly towards the finish line with a balloon together, and there were four groups of mothers and children.

He was surprised for a moment, then walked to the chair in the guest seat and sat down.

The head teacher saw Zhuang Yan sitting in the guest seat and looking in Ye'er.

I only saw Zhuang Yan on the information, but I didn’t expect that the real person was much more beautiful than the ones in the photos.

"When did you come?" The head teacher blocked Zhuang Yan's vision.

Looking up, "I just arrived."

"Haha, hello, I am Ye'er's head teacher."

Zhuang Yan stood up and greeted the class teacher, and the two sat down together.

Following Ye'er's figure, Zhuang Yan looked at Ye'er not far away seriously.

Seeing Zhuang Yan looking at Ye'er so seriously, the head teacher whispered, "In the morning, Ye'er was very sad. The only parent was not here, so there was no way. I could only ask his sister for help."

Zhuang Yan felt ache in her heart. She thought about Ye'er's pitiful look at that time, and her guilt increased a little more.

"Why didn't you see his father?" the head teacher asked curiously.

"He..." Just as he was about to speak, his cell phone rang, "Sorry, I'll answer the phone first."

Walking aside, Zhuang Yan answered the phone and said angrily, "Why did you answer the phone?"

"I was having a meeting just now." Mu Lingfeng looked at the time, "It will be here in fifteen minutes, wait for me."

It was very helpless. It took so long to return to the guest seat and quietly told the class teacher not to let Ye'er see him. He wanted to surprise Ye'er, but the class teacher cooperated very much.

Ye'er and Cheng Ranran were very happy when they reached the finish line. Although they were very sad in the morning, Ye'er, who won the victory, had a bright smile on her face.

While watching, Mu Lingfeng suddenly appeared and scared Zhuang Yan.

"When did it come, I was shocked."

"Just, how did Ye'er perform?" Mu Lingfeng looked in the direction Zhuang Yan had just looked.

"It's pretty good, I just won the first place."

"It's not a pity that I am Mu Lingfeng's son."

He gave Mu Lingfeng a blank look, "I'll wait, the father and son are three-legged, but they are the last one."

The hand that was placed on Zhuang Yan's shoulder pinched Zhuang Yan's cheek, "You dare to despise me, huh?"

"I don't have it, it's just a disguised encouragement."

There is really no way to deal with Zhuang Yan. Every time I always make things difficult for me, I can't help but feel speechless, but I have to accept how her mind is running fast.

There was still a while before the competition started. Zhuang Yan and Mu Lingfeng walked around the crowd and quietly walked behind Ye'er. Zhuang Yan gently patted Ye'er on the shoulder.

When Ye'er turned around, she was surprised to see the two of them and didn't react for a long time. She was dazzled. Didn't they have something to do?

A lot of question marks exploded in Ye'er's head.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy when you see us? Why are you wearing this expression?"

Ye'er grinned and pounced on the two people.

How disappointed I was when I went out. Now that I saw two people, Ye'er was in a state of emotion.

"Ye'er loves you so much."

Zhuang Yan and Mu Lingfeng were so funny that they couldn't help but laugh and cry. Ye'er said that she was pitiful.

Cheng Ranran walked to the two of them, "You don't know. When you went out in the morning, Ye'er kept looking back at the door, looking forward to the way you could chase after him, and was lost all morning."

After bringing Cheng Ranran Tower to his side, Zhuang Yan kissed Cheng Ranran's forehead emotionally, "Ranran, if it weren't for you, Ye'er wouldn't know where to hide now, so sad."

"As a family, this is what it should be." Zhuang Yan instantly felt that Cheng Ranran had grown up, and perhaps some things could really make people grow instantly.

However, Zhuang Yan felt very distressed, and as she grew up, she faced more things.

Cheng Ranran is still a child.

"Okay, you two go to the guest seat and wait. Ye'er and I will practice for a while."

More than ten minutes later, Mu Lingfeng and Ye'er threw away their smiles and waited seriously for the whistle to sound.

Zhuang Yan's heart was tangled together, but Cheng Ranran was not that nervous, as if they would definitely win.

The whistle sounded, and Mu Lingfeng and Ye'er took the initiative and distanced themselves from the next few groups.

Sure enough, Ye'er and Mu Lingfeng's team won the first place. Zhuang Yan looked at Cheng Ranran, "Why are you not worried about them at all."

"Because they will definitely win." Cheng Ranran looked confident. Now Cheng Ranran is becoming more and more like Mu Lingfeng, especially her tone, and her tone is full of domineeringness. Every word she says makes people unable to answer.

I really admire Mu Lingfeng's ability to lead people wrongly.

He rubbed Cheng Ranran's hair, "Silly girl."

Cheng Ranran smiled sweetly. At this moment, Cheng Ranran felt the warmth of home. This feeling has really been long-lasting.
Chapter completed!