"You stay here to handle the contract matters, and book a flight ticket to go back immediately!" Mu Lingfeng turned around and someone, and Meigui stood there in a daze and didn't react for a while.

When he returned to the room, Mu Lingfeng kept calling Zhuang Yan, but he couldn't get through no matter how he called.

Needless to think about it, Zhuang Yan could not answer her phone number, and she could only open her conversation with her face to face, and she could only do this.

The children in the kindergarten were playing and playing lively.

It seems that some want to go back to that time.

A bunch of children, innocent, simple and carefree, didn't know what sadness meant at that time. Even if they were beaten and cried by the children, they would laugh happily with just a candy.

But now, the older you get, the more troubled things come, happiness becomes unhappy, innocence becomes conspiracy, and simply disappears into ashes and can no longer find its shadow.

A football rolled to his feet, Zhuang Yan picked up the football on the ground, and a little boy ran over, "Beautiful sister, can you give me the football back?"

The little boy looked so cute that he returned the football in his hand to the boy. Just as he was about to leave, a familiar voice sounded.

Turn around and look, "Teacher Qi!"

I was surprised and didn't expect to see my class teacher in junior high school here.

Did she grow up or she grow old?

There are already a hint of white hair mixed with the black hair on the temples.

My face has also become much older. Although I have been maintained, I can still see the traces left by time.

I don’t know if I can live so happily like her at her age, and I don’t look like the old man.

Maybe!

"I'm getting more and more beautiful. After graduation, I always saw you on TV. I didn't expect to meet you here." Teacher Qi kept talking, constantly praising Zhuang Yan for what he said.

The two walked into the yard.

It turned out that Teacher Qi opened this kindergarten after retirement, mainly because there was nothing to do, and I felt a little bored and panicked.

Then he opened this kindergarten named after their daughter with his own husband.

Although the kindergarten is a little small, it has a great reputation here, and many parents are very relieved to send their children here.

The busy days made Teacher Qi live a fulfilling and satisfying life.

Zhuang Yan looked roughly at the surrounding environment and almost looked like a teacher in charge of several children.

"Why don't you expand it?" Zhuang Yan felt that she was very famous and had many children, so why didn't she expand it or run a kindergarten?

This will also allow more children to come here.

"I'm just for the sake of my children. Fame is not important to me, and it's enough for me to just want something plain." Teacher Qi's face was filled with a sense of happiness.

I don’t know if this kind of happiness will appear on my face on the day I get old.

Perhaps, no one knows what the future will look like, and perhaps waiting is also a beautiful expectation.

"What's wrong? You don't look very good, and your smile is not that real." Teacher Qi has been asking since just now.

Zhuang Yan didn't know how to say it, and felt that what she said was still there was no solution.

Looking into the distance, Teacher Qi chuckled, "Actually, the most important thing for two people to get along is to understand things with a reason, trust each other, and achieve the most basic trust. No matter what you say or do, listen to the reasons given by the other party first."

Having said that, after she had her own judgment ability, Zhuang Yan felt that what she insisted on was correct, and Mu Lingfeng was also sticking to her own.

The two of them seemed to be pulling rubber bands, and neither of them would let go until the rubber band was torn off.

The two finally intensified into a war due to the contradiction.

"In the past, you always smiled on your face. Whether you were happy or unhappy, you didn't feel sad. Now you only have masks and smiles." Teacher Qi just doesn't want to see students who are both teachers and friends unhappy. Seeing that they are not good, you feel very uncomfortable.

"Thank you, I will remember your words." Zhuang Yan said gratefully.

Finally, I hugged the teacher tightly, for a long time...

After parting with Teacher Qi, Zhuang Yan was still wandering on the street, just wanting to be alone and quietly, not wanting to say a word, not wanting to face everyone with a fake smile, and lose her appearance.

"Are you Zhuang Yan?" Two girls wearing student uniforms stopped Zhuang Yan.

After responding softly, the two of them almost screamed happily, and then they saw them taking out paper and pen from their backpacks, wanting to get Zhuang Yan's signature.

If it were normal, Zhuang Yan would definitely leave quickly so that more people would not come.

Seeing that Zhuang Yan had not taken the paper and pen for a long time, the two looked at each other. The female classmate wearing glasses called Zhuang Yan a few times. Zhuang Yan, who had recovered from her senses, said sorry and signed her name on the paper.

The two left happily.

After a while, it was already afternoon. It turned out that it had been so long.

A car was stopped by the side of the road. I don’t know how to tell Yan Qiao about this. After all, he promised Yan Qiao would help her. Now that such a thing happened, Yan Qiao would definitely be very sad.

Little did they know that Yan Qiao didn't care about these things at this moment.

Yan Qiao had no expectations for Director Ye, and he was not the only one who was the director.

Hearing the sound of a car outside the gate, Yan Qiao deliberately sprinkled some water on the pillow, as if she was wet with the pillow. He then rubbed his eyes hard with his hands, and lay on the bed pretending to be asleep.

Sure enough, Zhuang Yan walked in and walked up to Yan Qiao and saw Yan Qiao's wet pillow and red eyes. I wonder how long Yan Qiao had been crying.

He felt very distressed and sat next to Yan Qiao's side, reached out and took Yan Qiao's broken hair behind his ears.

"I woke you up." Zhuang Yan said softly.

Yan Qiao struggled for a few moments and sat up, "When did Sister Zhuang Yan come back? She didn't even feel you were here when she fell asleep."

"Just come back just now, have you cried?"

He was very artificially blocking his face, "No, no, I just didn't sleep well."

He brought Yan Qiao's hand, "It doesn't matter, it's not the only director in the world, and it's not only his own way to make us famous, right?"

Yan Qiao nodded, looking very understanding, especially those watery eyes, I don’t know how many people I deceived.

"Sister Zhuang Yan really thanks you. Whether you succeed or not, I will remember it in my heart."

"Silly girl." Seeing Yan Qiao like this, the more uncomfortable Zhuang Yan felt. She suddenly regretted it, but she asked her to comfort herself.

"Don't worry, I will use my own connections to help you accomplish what you want, but you have to work hard on your own."

After saying a word, Zhuang Yan walked out of Yan Qiao's room and returned to the upper floor.

The room was still empty. Xu Mo said from Director Ye that Mu Lingfeng had gone to talk about the matter and would not come back for a while.

I don’t know if he is evading himself or if there is really a contract to sign.

Looking at the empty room, it seemed that there was never any him in this room, he was just himself.

Body and mentally exhausted, Zhuang Yan didn't want to do anything or say anything, and lay on the bed with a thud and stared at the ceiling for a long time. How great would it be if everything was as simple as Teacher Qi said.

There is no need to think about so many things, just live your life quietly and happily.

What fame, fortune, money, and identity are nothing to do with you.

only……

Mu's mother pushed the door and saw Zhuang Yan lying on her back in bed, dazed, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Yanyan."

Hearing Mu's voice, Zhuang Yan sat up and saw Mu's mother walking in with a bowl of things in her hand.

"mom."

"My mother Zhang said that seeing your face is not good, I will ask Mom Zhang to cook some almond and jujube dew for you to replenish your vitality." Mother Mu handed the bowl in her hand to Zhuang Yan's hand.

"Thank you mom."

"The whole family has nothing to thank for. Have you had any trouble at work recently? It depends on how tired you are?" Mu's mother was very worried. She always did this and she would drag her body down.

"It's okay, I just haven't had a good rest, don't worry about me." Zhuang Yan was very grateful to Mu's mother, whether it was out of her previous guilt or her long time together, she regarded herself as her child.

At least the cold heart got a hint of warmth.

"You child is just stubborn. Alright, drink the soup and have a good sleep." Mu's mother stood up and walked outside.

Although he couldn't eat anything, Zhuang Yan still drank the bowl of soup that Mu's mother sent.

Maybe I am really tired, and I will fall asleep in a deep sleep shortly after lying in bed, especially after taking vitamin tablets every time.

I was confused and didn’t know if it was half-dream or half-awake or that it was always strange in my dreams.

Mu Lingfeng rushed back quickly, and as soon as the plane landed, Mu Lingfeng headed straight for his home.

When I came back, I saw Zhuang Yan curled up in a ball, her hair was a little messy.

"When will you come back, Mr. Mu?" Zhang Ma was about to put away the bowl Zhuang Yan's place on the table.

Motion Zhang's mother out, walked to Zhuang Yan and sat down.

His face was pale and almost lost its blood. He was about to reach out to lift the hair on Zhuang Yan's face, but Zhuang Yan woke up.

The moment I opened my eyes, I seemed to see something terrible, and I sat up and was frightened.

It was Mu Lingfeng who saw clearly that it was Mu Lingfeng and then he let out a sigh.

It’s still not that I didn’t give Mu Lingfeng any good looks. I thought I didn’t see Zhuang Yan and turned over and got out of bed.

The body was so scared that it was covered in cold sweat that it made it sticky and very uncomfortable.

When he walked to Mu Lingfeng, Mu Lingfeng stretched out his long hand and sat Zhuang Yanla on his lap.

Zhuang Yan struggled hard, trying to break free from Mu Lingfeng's confinement. The more he struggled, the tighter Mu Lingfeng's arms would be.
Chapter completed!