Chapter 2 Is this your child?

"Why are you here?"

After seeing who walked into the office, Zhao Xiaoyun raised his eyes, a little surprised, but not that surprised.

The two Cheng brothers and sisters were actually her students. Zhao Xiaoyun took them one after another and found it quite magical, because the two brothers and sisters had two extreme personalities, one was cold and mature, the other was lively and innocent.

Zhao Xiaoyun knew that Cheng Xiaoyue's parents were busy with work, and it was his brother who disciplined him most of the time.

Jiang Michuan, who was in the same class as Cheng Shu and lived across from Cheng's house, was naturally her student. Because of the good relationship between the two families, Jiang Jianchuan often worked as a free nanny for the Cheng family.

So when she saw that the person coming was Jiang Mikawa, she was slightly surprised for a moment, but soon regained her cool expression and said hello,

"Come and sit down, I will have a brief chat with you."

Jiang Mikawa looked towards the sofa in the office Look over. The little girl had a high ponytail and seemed to be sitting on the side obediently. When she heard the footsteps, she looked over with an uneasy look on her face.

Her eyes are round, pure and clean, with clear black and white. At first glance, she has a sense of innocence. Only those who know her know how deceptive these eyes are.

Jiang Jichuan curled his lips and walked towards her.

The sofa sank slightly into a small corner, and a familiar scent lingered.

Cheng Xiaoyue turned her head subconsciously and looked at him obediently, with a hint of surprise in her clear eyes.

Seeing that she was pretending to be quite honest now, Jiang Jianchuan couldn't help but find it funny. He raised his hand and rubbed her head, speaking in a lazy and casual tone,

"Kid, what's wrong with you again?"

Before Cheng Xiaoyue could say anything, Zhao Xiaoyun poured a glass. Shui came over, pushed the water cup in front of Jiang Jianchuan, sat down and answered,

"You can tell me what happened today."

Cheng Xiaoyue curled her lips, looked at Jiang Jianchuan cautiously, and whispered aggrievedly,

"Teacher I was asked to speak on the podium in class, but I don’t have a classroom qualification, so I can only speak below. "

? "Is that what I mean?

She twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly, and before she could say anything, she heard Jiang Jianchuan chuckle, leaning back on the sofa with a casual posture,

"Is this what it is?"

Zhao Xiaoyun: "... Almost. . "

Zhao Xiaoyun was a little stunned for a moment, and he was accidentally bypassed. He thought that it was just a speech anyway, and it would be the same anywhere.

Hearing that this was the case, Jiang Jianchuan looked understanding, nodded and said,

"The biggest advantage of my child is honesty. If she says she doesn't have it, she doesn't have it. Just don't let her go up and talk about it."

Zhao Xiaoyun: "?? ?”

Zhao Xiaoyun: “! ”

Is this a matter of having a teacher qualification certificate?

Zhao Xiaoyun is 40 years old this year. In the eyes of students, she is probably a very stern middle-aged woman. But she didn't expect that the two students she brought out in a serious manner, one had a weird brain and the other was generous, made her so angry that her head almost started to smoke,

"Jiang Mikawa!"

She couldn't bear it anymore and finally couldn't help shouting out.

After all, he was the student she had taken care of for three years. When Jiang Jianchuan saw that Zhao Xiaoyun was really angry, he finally calmed down the lazy look on his face and sat upright solemnly,

"I'm sorry, I'll let my child apologize to you right now!"

Zhao Xiaoyun had a straight face and snorted speechlessly after hearing this, deliberately trying to undermine him,

"Is this your child? Does Cheng Shu know that his child was stolen by you?"

Cheng Xiaoyue did not expect that her ownership rights were still in dispute. , looked at Jiang Michuan with a blank expression.

Jiang Jianchuan was calm, thought for a few seconds, and then changed his words calmly,

"I'm sorry, I will let this kid from the Cheng family apologize to you!"

Zhao Xiaoyun saw that his attitude was sincere and serious, and he seemed to finally have a serious look like a parent, Then he relaxed a little.

Before Cheng Xiaoyue could apologize, she interrupted her, looked at Jiang Jianchuan and said,

"Okay, take this child back. If anything happens next time, let Cheng Shu do it himself."

....

Close to 5 On the campus, the radio plays melodious singing.

The sun was setting not far away, and the sky was dyed blood red.

The two walked side by side on the school road, occasionally attracting vague glances along the way, but most of them were just envy of Cheng Xiaoyue, but they were not very surprised that they were walking together.

Jiang Michuan was originally an outstanding senior from the High School Affiliated to Jiang University. He was handsome, long-legged and extremely wealthy. Three years after graduation, there were still many legends about him in the school.

As for walking with Cheng Xiaoyue, it's not unusual. Who doesn't know that the young master of the Cheng family has the best relationship with him, and it seems normal to take care of his sister for him.

Jiang Jianchuan carried her schoolbag for her and walked in front at first.

After walking a few steps, I realized that the person behind me was not following, so I paused slightly and looked back.

Cheng Xiaoyue followed him, her eyes drooping slightly, she lost her usual liveliness, she looked a little depressed, and she seemed to be still immersed in the shame and uneasiness of being called a parent by the teacher.

Jiang Jianchuan stopped, bent down funny, and looked into her eyes,

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Xiaoyue picked her fingers and spoke slowly,

"Is my brother angry and refuses to come?"

After all, he went out in the morning. Only then did she vow to never cause any trouble for him!

Hearing what she said, Jiang Jianchuan raised the corners of his lips, stood up straight lazily, and said in a nonchalant tone,

"What's there to be angry about? It's not the first time."

This is true. Cheng Xiaoyue has been Not a worry-free master, he and Cheng Shu were 4 years older than her, and they often followed her to wipe their butts.

After listening to his words, Cheng Xiaoyue did not feel comforted.

When she thought about having to face Cheng Shu when she went home later, Cheng Xiaoyue felt a little ashamed and uneasy, so her round eyes always showed a sense of confusion and uneasiness.

Jiang Michuan stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly rubbed her head,

"Do you want a soda?"

Not far away was a canteen. At this time after school, there were many students inside buying snacks.

As soon as she heard that there was soda to drink, the discomfort and shame in her heart were instantly forgotten. Cheng Xiaoyue's eyes shone and she said decisively,

"Drink!"

Jiang Jianchuan smiled.

Foodie happiness is always easy to satisfy. Give her a mouth that can eat and a stomach that can hold food, and she will be happy.

Jiang Jianchuan went into the canteen and bought a bottle of white peach sparkling water. When he came out, Cheng Xiaoyue was standing in the shade of the tree waiting for him.

Jiang Mikawa did not hand her the soda right away. His slender knuckles pressed against the can's opening, making a sizzling sound, and the air was instantly filled with sweet and refreshing water vapor.

He put the straw in and then handed it over.

Cheng Xiaoyue bit the straw and took a sip of Happy Fat House Water. Now she felt completely relieved and smiled.

The little girl couldn't hide her thoughts, all her emotions were written directly on her face.

The eyes that were drooping at the corners suddenly became so bright that they seemed to be filled with tiny pieces of light.

Jiang Michuan felt that this guy was really young, and even his expressions of grievance and relief were particularly lively and cute, without any hint of hypocrisy.

He curved the corners of his lips, raised his hand and flicked her forehead,

"Are you happy?"