Chapter 12 I felt sorry for her
It was only five seconds, and it seemed like a century.
It wasn't until Lu Jingchuan reopened his distance from her without any indication that she was completely relieved.
At the photography exhibition, Lu Jingchuan mentioned "taste", and when he was warm, he quickly replaced all his perfumes.
I didn't expect it to really come in handy.
The meaning in Lu Jingchuan's eyes was unclear, and a whirlpool was brewing in his deep eyes, as if as long as he got close, he would suck people in.
"You've solved this matter well. β
The corners of Lu Jingchuan's mouth rarely hooked an arc, and his handsome facial features seemed to have changed at this time, and if you looked closely, you could see a shallow pear vortex on his cheeks that looked like a little guy.
But it was only for this moment that he restrained his smile and returned to his usual cold appearance.
He was probably talking about the conflict between Lu's employees and the people under her.
This is actually not a matter at all, that is, the working habits of the two sides are completely different, and there is no good integration.
Warmth is neither humble nor arrogant, "Thank you Mr. Lu for your compliment." β
Lu Jingchuan walked to the door, suddenly turned his head, and the warmth behind him was not noticed, and the two were very close.
The instinct of the creature in danger is to stay still, and the warm legs seem to be filled with lead, completely connected to the ground, and they cannot move.
"I'll wait for you to come and take my two percent. β
The warm breath sprayed in his ears, and a low, magnetic voice sounded in his ears, and the warmth tightened his fingers all at once.
In an instant, any sound became unusually distinct.
The sound of her pounding heartbeat, the sound of water and thermos cups colliding in the pantry next door, the sound of folders and desks touching, and...... Lu Jingchuan left with footsteps that were almost inaudible than the sound of her heartbeat.
Finally gone.
The heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and the mood that should have been relaxed became a little subtle, a little happy, a little relaxed, and a little empty, mixed into an indescribable feeling.
What is Lu Jingchuan here for?
Is it because they learned that there was a dispute in their department and solved it?
It's impossible, where would a person of his status care about such a trivial matter.
I thought about it after I was warm.
In the afternoon, when the kindergarten was dismissed, Warm appeared at the door on time to wait for the little one.
also specially prepared a few pieces of candy to be quietly stuffed for him.
After a while, among the many children, I saw the little guy walking alone in one direction, and hurried to meet him.
The little head hung weakly, the little guy pursed his lips tightly, and walked slowly step by step absentmindedly.
The little obsidian eyes seemed to be covered with dust, and they lost their luster for a moment.
Ouch, I feel sorry for her!
"What's the matter, baby, did you encounter anything unhappy in the kindergarten today?"
After getting into the car, Wen Wen helped the little guy buckle his seat belt, he shook his head desperately and refused to say anything.
"Tell my aunt, is there something uncomfortable?" Nuan reached out to touch his forehead, but it was not hot.
Fortunately, although the little one was depressed, he did not alike her touch, and even became more attached to the warmth.
Wen Wen couldn't make up her mind, so she called Lu Jingchuan to inform him of the little guy's situation and brought him to the company.
Lu Jingchuan put down the file, raised his head, saw the appearance of the little guy, and asked keenly, "Where is your drawing board?"
Oh, yes!
Wen Wen couldn't wait to slap himself twice, why did he forget that his small drawing board was still hung up by himself in the morning, and now it is gone.
Li Qiao quickly prepared another one and put it in front of the little guy, but he still refused to write anything.
She suddenly had a plan in her mind, and sighed loudly, "Alasβit's all my fault for not taking care of the little guy and making him like this." β
The little guy on the side couldn't sit still, rubbing his fingers back and forth, obviously doing some kind of ideological struggle.
Seeing that the little guy suddenly had such a change, Lu Jingchuan immediately understood the intention of warmth, exuding a faint anger all over his body, and his voice was a little cold, "You can't even take care of a child, what are you still staying here!"
He slammed the table as if he were really angry.
The little guy's eyes widened, he grabbed a new pen and sketchpad to write, and raised it in front of Lu Jingchuan angrily.
[You are not allowed to scold your aunt!]
Seeing that the little guy was finally willing to communicate, Lu Jingchuan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Nuan Nuan.
The little one staggered back to the warmth, climbed into a chair, hooked her neck, flattened his mouth, and looked at her with teary eyes.
Warmth used her strength to take him into her arms.
The little guy leaned on her chest and refused to let go.
"Auntie won't force you to say it, but if you have anything you want to tell your aunt, I'll listen to it, okay?"
Treat this child with unprecedented warmth and patience.
If not...... Her baby must be that old, right?
I don't know if it will be so pink and cute.
The little guy raised his head, looked at the warmth in a daze, and suddenly took the initiative to kiss her on the face.
The innocent eyes sparkle with trust.
Seeing this scene, Lu Jingchuan rubbed his aching temples.
There are so many gentle and famous ladies who want to be his stepmother, why does A-Ning like such an ugly woman, and even now he refuses to admit it.
Lu Jingchuan asked Li Qiao to take the little guy to have snacks, and only he and Nuan were left in the office.
"Today's situation ......"
"Mr. Lu, I want to take half a day off and follow the little guy to the kindergarten to see what happened. Warmth interrupted Lu Jingchuan's words, and his eyes were firm.
Now A-Ning is only willing to be close to Warmth, which is enough to prove that she has no bad intentions towards A-Ning, it is better to believe her once.
"Well, I hope you don't let me down. β
The man's thin lips opened and closed, outlining an almost grim line.
Before the words fell, the little guy who had just been taken out rushed back into the office, holding her leg tightly and not letting go.
Maybe it's because he once lost a child, and when he saw Aning's grievances, he felt extremely depressed.
Maybe it was the heavens that heard her appeal and let A-Ning appear beside her.
The next morning, Wen Wen watched the little one staggering into the kindergarten with heavy steps, waited patiently for a while, and then followed in.
ββ¦β¦ It must be certain that it is rare to meet a parent as sensible as you, so you can rest assured that you will leave your child to us!"
The principal, who is over 50 years old, sits in the office, holding a beer belly, and talking to a student's parent with a smile.
"Knock-"
"Okay, okay, I still have some things to deal with here, and we will definitely take special care of your child!"
Hung up the phone with a wicked smile, and the principal's face suddenly pulled long, "Come in!"
A slender and tall woman with a miserable appearance suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
The principal narrowed his eyes and looked back and forth at the warmth.