Lu Fei immediately grabbed a life-saving straw and pushed the woman down her thigh, "Did you hear it?" It affects the order, and the teacher asks you to sit on another chair." ”

He patted his suit pants like they were dirty.

The woman almost fell to the ground.

She glared at Shi Ran, and the eldest lady's temper came up: "You have your meeting, I sit with my boyfriend, don't make noise, don't make trouble, get in the way of you?"

Shi Ran saw a lot of unreasonable parents, and dealt with a smile: "This parent, your good relationship with your boyfriend doesn't hinder me, but this is a classroom, a public place, you still have to pay attention to your image." ”

The woman sneered: "Image? You scholars like to pretend, thinking that no matter how noble you are, you don't earn as much as my dog's grooming money in a month." ”

Shi Ran frowned silently.

"You've got enough. Lu Fei snorted, grabbed the woman's wrist, and dragged her out in disgust, "Go out, don't get in the way of the teacher's meeting." ”

"Hey, Lu Fei!" The woman didn't seem to expect Lu Fei to do anything to her, and she dragged her hard, and the sharp voice dragged in the classroom for a long time.

Shi Ran had a calm face and called the school police very calmly.

There happened to be a patrol security guard nearby, and they took people away.

Lu Fei crossed his waist and waved his hand to the woman who was dragged away with a relaxed expression.

"Oh, I'll go, it's finally clean. He sat back in Lu Xiaobei's seat and smiled at Shi Ran, "I'm sorry to disturb the little teacher." ”

Shi Ran pursed her lower lip and began her meeting.

Fortunately, she has the ability to adapt on the spot, her emotions are not affected, and the parent-teacher meeting is going smoothly.

After the meeting, she packed up her things, talked with the parents one by one, and when she walked out of the classroom with the computer, she was blocked by a figure.

When I looked up, it was the man who had been pestered by the woman just now.

"Lu Xiaobei's parents, is there something wrong?"

Lu Fei bit the cigarette he was about to finish, his appearance was excellent among the boys, his skin was snow-white, the bridge of his nose was high, and his lips were dyed red like peach blossoms.

When you squint your eyes, there is an irresistible wildness and ...... Sexy.

It's just that the way he looked at Shi Ran made Shi Ran quite uncomfortable.

I can't say it, it's just ...... Not like the good guys.

Shi Ran hugged the notebook tightly and turned sideways to leave, but was stopped by a red envelope from the man.

He grinned: "Little teacher, I'm really sorry, it affected the parent-teacher meeting today, and I will compensate you." ”

Shi Ran was stunned, and looked up at him with a shallow smile, but it was not as shallow as his eyes.

There is a nameless resistance in her heart, the campus is not as complicated as the society, she has always been the same at the beginning, and never accepts gifts from parents.

"Xiaobei's parents, don't worry about a little thing, don't do it next time. Shi Ran pushed his hand down, pursed his lips and said seriously.

Lu Fei took a cigarette in his mouth and narrowed his dark brown eyes.

I saw a lot of melon seed faces with heavy makeup, and suddenly felt that the obedient goose egg face was also very cute.

Especially when looking at him seriously, his pure and obedient expression is matched with a pair of eyes that are as clear as dew......

Tut.

He slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette, the temperature of her fingertips and a little bit of lemon hand cream still on the red envelope.

The sky behind him gradually darkened, forming an inky painting behind him.

The fragrance of unknown flowers not far away, lingering, hooking his soul, I don't know where to go.

Lu Fei's eyes were playful, and he was more rarely serious: "Little teacher, what's your name?"

Shi Ran smiled slightly: "At the meeting, I asked all parents to write my name and contact information on the title page. ”

Lu Fei raised his eyebrows.

Why didn't he hear it?

He lowered his head and opened the notebook of the parent-teacher conference, which was empty.

What did you do during the parent-teacher conference?

He didn't remember the content of the parent-teacher meeting, only the little woman's pink and jade face, bright eyes and soft voice, how could he still be in the mood to take care of anything else.

When she looked up again, the woman had already left.

He took the last puff of his cigarette, closed his notebook, and chuckled, which was quite funny.

——

On the way to the school gate, it was completely dark and the number of people became much sparser.

Su Wanzheng had looked at the weather forecast earlier and knew that it was going to rain tonight.

She sent a message to Ran Ran in advance saying that she would leave first, and she was a little anxious to lead the man: "Go faster." ”

He was not in a hurry, he looked at her jet-black ponytail with a faint smile, and a few tufts burrowed into her white neck, which was particularly dazzling.

Thinking about it like this, it's been a long time since I've walked slowly holding hands with her like this.

When the two of them walked to the school gate, suddenly a crisp sound came from behind them, like lightning, and it slashed down without any prison guards.

"Daddy!"

Su Wanzheng's footsteps froze, and similarly, Xi Jiangran also stopped.

The hands of the two of them released in tacit understanding, and they looked behind them in unison.

When she saw Song Liuxing's mother and son coming slowly, Su Wanzheng heard the sound of something cracking in her body.

The little boy was thin and short, and wore a white-washed school uniform, but he happily ran over and hugged the man's knees.

Koizumi raised his head and asked him in a milky voice: "Dad, you said that you came to my parent-teacher meeting in the evening, why did you release my pigeons?"

Su Wanzheng's pupils shrank hard, frowned, and then slowly released as her tight fist was tightened, leaving a string of red marks on her palm.

She laughed silently, the bite marks on her lip flap burning with pain.

In an instant, the warmth of the previous second vanished.

Oh, I lied to her again.

I asked him just now, and he said that he was here to talk about things.

She wondered, how could she meet him at school by such a coincidence? It turned out that she had a parent-teacher conference for her son.

The man slightly twisted his eyebrows and squatted down facing the child: "Say okay, when will you ......?"

Halfway through his question, Song Liuxing hurriedly walked over and grabbed the child.

She looked timidly at Su Wanzheng with a dark face: "You kid, don't you see that your father is busy?" Come here and go home with your mother." ”

Xiao Quan got rid of Song Liuxing's hand, his voice was raised, and his small eyes were full of malice, "I don't! Dad is not busy at all! Dad is with this aunt!"

He said sharply while pointing at Su Wanzheng, and in an instant, there were three or three eyes gathered.

The scene in the eyes of others is clearly that the original partner took the child to catch the junior, and Su Wanzheng is the junior.

So I couldn't help but start talking about her.

The child stomped his feet and shouted aggrievedly: "Mom, Daddy is my Daddy! It's Mommy's Daddy! Why is Daddy always with this aunt!"

If Su Wanzheng has a knife in her heart, the child's words are like holding the handle of the knife with one hand, and it goes a little deeper.

"This ......"

Song Liuxing looked at a loss, hurriedly pulled the child to his side, and scolded, "Xiaoquan, who allowed you to be so rude! Hurry up and apologize to your aunt!"

Xiao Quan, who had been angry all afternoon, shook off his mother's hand fiercely, and yelled at Su Wanzheng: "I don't apologize! Bad woman! Stinky aunt! I hate you! Get out! You don't want to destroy my father and mother!"

The man stood up suddenly, his face was heavier than the night, and he suppressed his voice and shouted to the child: "Song Yiquan, you can try to say one more thing." ”

Five words were enough to deter the child's restless heart, and he immediately quieted down and looked at his father with an aggrieved face.

Xi Jiangran's face had completely darkened, and even in the dark, Song Liuxing could really feel his anger.

Seeing that Xi Jiangran had the urge to hit the child, she hurriedly pulled Xiaoquan into her arms, and said in a low trembling voice:

"I'm sorry, Ah Ran, I'm sorry, I didn't teach the child well, I'm sorry, Miss Su......"

The man's eyes were dark, and he stared at Koizumi's face innocently buried in his mother's arms without moving: "Go and apologize." ”

His orders were as heavy as a landslide, giving people a deep and invisible oppression.

Koizumi finally couldn't hold back anymore, and instantly cried: "I don't apologize! I hate Dad! Dad, you don't want me anymore!"

The screams, cries, mixed with discussions, were deafening, but Su Wanzheng felt extremely ridiculous.

She obviously didn't say anything, didn't do anything, and watched the family of three perform a scene in the special seat.

Drama, it's dramatic.

She was neither sad nor happy, her expression did not change at all, just cold.

In the child's crying and the woman's comfort, she walked up to the man and hooked her lips slightly: "I won't take the child's words to heart, and I won't find someone to hurt him, why are you so fierce to him?"

As soon as the sharp words came out, Xi Jiangran knew that she was angry.

It's just that her anger is often indistinguishable from expression.

She blinked, her eyes were hot around her eyes, and she was a little tired, "Xi Jiangran, you don't have to hide it from me when you see your son, and you don't have to lie to me." I'm angry, at most I'm angry at Song Liuxing, and I won't touch the child. ”

He frowned, "I didn't know that Koizumi also had a parent-teacher conference today, it was Lu Fei'......"

Su Wanzheng raised her hand to stop and looked at him, "I don't care." ”

A simple three words cut off all his words, and the man's body stiffened slightly.

She looked at the mother and son behind him, and her eyes were full of sarcasm: "Send your woman and son home." ”

After saying that, she turned around and left, as if she were just a stranger to him.

But the moment she turned around, her tears fell.

From Song Liuxing's appearance with her child, to when she was pointed at and scolded and pointed at by passers-by, she always forbeared.

The little bit of dignity that was left in his hands and in his eyes finally fell when he turned his back to him.

The man looked at her departing figure with heavy eyes, trying to keep up with her, but finally stopped.

Slowly gathering dark clouds pressed against the sky, and the moon was so tightly obscured that no light could be seen.

Su Wanzheng took off her high heels and put them in her hands, and her feet stepped on the cold concrete floor.

Christmas is coming.

The streets and alleys of Rongcheng are decorated with bells and Christmas knots, and she walks in the light and shadow of neon lights, her ears are full of laughter, but her heart is empty.

She stopped in a shop window and slowly looked sideways.

The model stood in front of the glass window, dressed in a snow-white and holy wedding dress, the light gauze was hazy, made of some silk thread, and it was shining with gold.

Su Wanzheng was fascinated for a while.

For her, who has never worn a wedding dress since she was a child, it seems to have become an unattainable luxury.

She stood numbly in the window for a long time, until an unmarried couple went in to choose a dress, the girl chose the wedding dress, and when the clerk took off the wedding dress, Su Wanzheng woke up like a dream.

The window was empty, and his pale, empty face was reflected on the window.

There were tears in the corners of the eyes, the lip flaps were broken, and the lipstick was all gone.

Su Wanzheng touched the wound on her lower lip flap and sneered mockingly.

Thinking of the kiss he pressed against the tree, she felt sick in her heart, her eyes were hot, and she wiped them clean hard.

When she took out the lipstick again, she wiped it on her lips as if she had fallen into an evil spirit.

Circle by circle until the mark is completely covered.

If you can't see it, it doesn't exist, she comforted herself.

With an exaggerated mouth of blood, passers-by passing by her were afraid to avoid it.

She walked slowly down the street, aimlessly.

It's going to rain tonight, and the weather forecast is rare and accurate, and when it rains, she's crossing the street.

It was a matter of an instant from the rain to the rain, she stood in the heavy rain and was stunned for a second, and the pedestrians on the same road all ran to the eaves with their heads covered, only she stopped in place.

Her eyes were so beaten by the rain that she couldn't open them, her whole body hurt, the rain roared in her ears, and the strength she was holding on was crumbling little by little.

She walked slowly to the door of a nearby supermarket in the rain curtain, her clothes soaked and the rain on her body, making her shiver with cold.

Su Wanzheng raised her head helplessly, and when the grievance point reached the extreme, she couldn't even shed tears.

She wondered why God punished her like this, so why did God punish her like this?

Sitting at the door of the supermarket with her knees hugged, watching the people coming and going on the street, stepping on the raindrops in a hurry, everyone seemed to belong, except for her.

As Mr. Jiang's car drove across the street, Sherry was briefing him on the ups and downs of the company during his business trip.

Sherry said in the co-pilot: "The specific banquet process has been sent to your mailbox, and the manager of Huaju Hotel said that you will be invited to have a meal on the weekend and talk about the progress together." ”

Jiang Qinghaze's vision fell out of the window in darkness, the rain was very heavy, and the whole city seemed to be in a water curtain hole.

Suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of a woman who looked like a stray cat.

"In addition, Miss Jiang Tao has already left Rongcheng and went to Haicheng......"

"Parking. ”

Sherry's voice was cut off by his cold command, and he froze.

Driver Xu immediately pulled over, and as soon as he stopped, the rear door opened, and the man's long black figure was instantly submerged in the heavy rain.

"Mr. Jiang!"

It's raining heavily!

Sherry hurriedly took the umbrella from the front seat, opened it and rushed into the rain curtain, trying to catch up with the man.

Su Wanzheng rested her chin on her knees and stared down at her unconscious feet.

The sheepskin heels in her hand were soaked in water and scrapped, she sighed and tossed them aside.

Not wanting to go home, she was groggy with her eyes closed.

It's better to sleep here for a night than to go back and see the man.

With her tired gaze, she slowly stepped into a pair of soaked leather shoes.

Su Wanzheng was stunned for a second, and it wasn't until the angry call of a man sounded above her head that her consciousness was slowly pulled back.

opened his eyes: "Jiang ...... Mr. Jiang. ”

Sherry swore she had never seen Mr. Jiang so angry.

The man, who has always been elegant and moist in her eyes, didn't say a word at the moment, and carried the woman on her shoulder with one arm, like carrying pork in her hand.

The man's strength is not small, Su Wanzheng knew that it was painful now, and complained in a low voice: "You are pulling my hair, Jiang Qingha, the movement is light......"

He kept his face calm and didn't say a word, his suit wrapped her tightly and threw her into the back seat of the car.

When Su Wanzheng came back to her senses, she had already sat in Jiang Qingha's car.

"......," she pursed her lips as she looked at the man.

He was also drenched in a lot, his hair was drenched and hanging down his sides, dripping water, and his dark eyes were crushing with a city-shattering anger.

The air was really cold, and Su Wanzheng hesitated to say something: "I ......"

"In the rain, take off your shoes, sit on the side of the street and cry. ”

Who knew that as soon as she said a word, Jiang Qinghaze glared at her unhappily, and knocked on her heart word by word: "What do you want to do?"

Su Wanzheng chuckled in her heart, lowered her head and secretly wiped away her tears, as if she was lectured by him in the company, she didn't dare to reply a word.

"Do you think that if he sees your embarrassment, he will abandon the woman and son over there and be loyal to you?"

Jiang Qinghag didn't need to ask to understand who she was doing in the rain, he was just angry, angry that she had ruined herself for such a man.

Jiang Qingha's words have always been very sharp, stabbing at the location of the wound in her heart.

"I didn't. ”

Su Wanzheng's eyes darkened, don't look over: "I've never thought about it like this." I was just in a bad mood, so I sat in front of the store for a while, drenched in the rain and sobered up. ”

The veins on his forehead stretched out, and his five fingers slowly tightened.

Who is she fooling?

Sitting there dying, like a stray dog that no one wants, she doesn't know the cold, she doesn't know how to move, so she almost sticks the words "don't want to live" on her face.

Jiang Qinghaze pursed his lips hard, his eyelashes were wet with rain, and he trembled slightly when he looked closely, which was his standard expression when he was angry.

Sherry listened to the conversation between the two in the front seat, silently not daring to move.

Mr. Jiang has always been a man as calm as water, no matter what kind of wind and waves he has experienced, she has only seen him really get angry twice, and this is the third time.

After a while, his fingertips moved slightly, and his eyes looking out of the window returned to calm and sparse: "After following me for so many years, I have always thought that you are a smart person, who knows the importance and knows the measure." ”

He didn't continue, Su Wanzheng lowered her eyebrows, and she understood what he wanted to say later.

"I'm sorry. ”

Growing so big, she actually experienced a heavy rain, and she didn't expect it to make him so angry.

Jiang Qinghaze was breathless, all in the back seat, but he sat very far away from her, and his eyes fell out of the window.

Even in the same carriage, it is as if there is a Pacific Ocean across each other.

Through the glass, the cheeks of the woman next to her were reflected, and her hair was still wet.

The bangs were lifted to the sides, and the scars left by Jiang Tao on the forehead were clearly visible.

Thinking of the incident that made her aggrieved, her heart softened.

Sighing silently, in front of her, he never seemed to be able to get angry for more than 10 minutes.

Su Wanzheng plucked up her courage, she took the initiative to sit down, and her fingers pulled the corner of his suit.

Jiang Qinghaze ignored it and pulled the suit out of her reach.

Su Wanzheng leaned over and boldly wiped the water on his hair with a towel: "Really angry?"

"Go farther. ”

The man's disgusted expression was like a fried water cat, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

But he didn't hide, turned his head and let Su Wanzheng wipe his hair hard.

Wipe him up and down, Jiang Qinghaze is clean, and her hands are sore.

These men ...... There's no one to serve!