Angry said, Dad, don't do this to Mom, Mom, what's wrong with her.

I don't ask for anything else, I just hope you don't lose your temper at your mother in the future.

Be nice to Mom.

Han Chengwu was stunned, and subconsciously looked at his wife with red eyes.

Apologetically clenched Sun Liyuan's rough hand, distressed comfort.

Sun Liyuan is a woman after all.

All the hesitation in my heart, all the helplessness, suddenly became settled down at this moment.

Han Xiaoxiao saw it in his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Chengwu appeased Sun Liyuan, still thinking about his youngest daughter.

Smile, don't think about changing the subject, Dad, I'm not old and confused.

I lost my temper at your mother, not because of you, I was worried that you would be deceived.

Han Chengwu found that his youngest daughter was too sensitive, and a good topic was brought to his wife.

Han Chengwu was almost laughed at.

Han Xiaoxiao laughed dryly,

Tsundere said, I'm still thinking about you.

When you ask me about it, coax my mother first.

Han Chengwu's face was stiff, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed.

Han Xiao smiled when he saw it, and snickered in his heart.

What's the matter, as long as there is a mother Sun Liyuan, father Han Chengwu will have no problem.

By the way, Dad, that's what I'm trying to say.

Please don't think everyone thinks so bad in the future, people are serious magazines, we don't need to pay a penny, the magazine also gave me the manuscript fee, people will lie to me something.

Hearing this, the only trace of anger on Han Chengwu's face immediately disappeared.

Yes!

Their family is so poor, what else is there to cheat.

Han Chengwu took a serious look at Han Xiaoxiao again, and found that his daughter had changed greatly, and she would never be bold enough to talk to him head-on when she was in the mainland.

Since settling in Hong Kong, her daughter has not only become bold, but also made money for her family.

Han Chengwu suddenly realized that his daughter had grown up and was better than any child in the family.

It's a rare thing to be able to earn a manuscript fee through writing.

He should be happy, shouldn't he?

A sense of pride comes naturally.

It's just why, there is a faint sense of loss in my heart, and I think about it repeatedly, maybe I feel that he has not been too involved in his daughter's growth since his daughter was born.

In the mainland, they have been busy making money, knowing that their biological mother is by her side and will protect them to grow up healthily.

In terms of money, they will not be lacking, even far more than the two children in front of them.

Ask yourself, is this really the case?

For a long time, I felt that I owed my eldest son and eldest daughter, and all the family affection was given to their brother and sister, and the love given to the four children was very little, which caused negligence to them.

Deep down, I can't help but feel deep remorse for what I did.

Han Chengwu sighed deeply, and his tone was friendly, you have grown up and have your own ideas, if you want to write it, write it well.

Han Xiaoxiao nodded and responded with a smile.

She felt that her father, Han Chengwu, was constantly changing since her eldest brother and sister left.

Get close to her siblings in various ways.

This comforts her.

Han Xiaoxiao habitually bought a newspaper in the morning, and unexpectedly found that she was holding a newspaper in her hand, and the corner page published her fried novel, Dream of Red Mansions.

I didn't expect Qihang Magazine to move so quickly, without publicity, and quietly published, although it only occupied a part of the page in the corner.

She still felt happy, and while she was happy, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, published on the corner page, will anyone see it?

I feel uncomfortable after thinking about it too much, whatever, there is a magazine publicity, she just needs to deliver the manuscript on time.

Han Xiaoxiao came to school, and the first class was the class of the very popular teacher, Jiang Jingmo.

This class was quiet, all the girls in the class were there, and everyone was Jiang Jingmo in their eyes.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and Han Xiaoxiao is no exception, her attention is attracted by the teacher Jiang Jingmo throughout the whole process, and her mind is not on the course at all.

Very eye-catching, clean and comfortable.

The blackboard was already densely painted with chalk, and Jiang Jingmo looked for a board to erase.

I can't find it.

The squad leader raised his hand and looked straight at Jiang Jingmo, Teacher Jiang, the board is wiped in the drawer, you open the drawer and take it.

Opening the drawer, the hand that was about to take the board wipe subconsciously shrank and his face changed greatly.

The pink envelopes with red pens on them were peach hearts.

At first glance, it is a love letter of confession, and he was also young and went to school.

I never imagined that my current classmates would be so bold.

If this reaches the ears of the principal, how will he teach?

If it is rumored to be released, his career as a teacher is over.

His face was expressionless, and for a moment his anger rose, but when he saw their appearance of fifteen or sixteen years old.

lost his temper in an instant, these are still children, and they must be educated well.

The tone is pretending to be stern, who wrote the letter here, I guess you know it in your hearts, as your teacher, it is inconvenient for me to say more here.

I just hope that in the future, when something like this happens, who is it after class, will receive it automatically.

The classmates below, with their heads down, none of them dared to squeak, the teacher's actions were heartwarming, and they didn't let them claim it in public, which already gave them a lot of face.

The students are still somewhat ashamed.

After listening to Jiang Jingmo's words, the sound of discussion sounded in every corner.

There was a girl who muttered quietly, not only from our class, but also from other classes.

Because her voice was so small that no one could hear it, she was instantly drowned out in a cacophony of sounds.

It was very close to Han Xiaoxiao, so that she could hear it clearly.

Are high school students so vigorous now?

It's not surprising to think about it, after all, this seventy-five years is an overhead seventy-five years, and there is still a certain gap between it and the seventy-five years in the image.

The students in the class were inevitably tempted by his good-looking face when they saw Mr. Jiang every day, and now even those outside the class have joined.

Han Xiaoxiao is a transparent person in the class, with a slightly lower sense of existence, and he is a mainlander, and there are very few people close to him.

A strange look glanced at Jiang Jingmo, this Teacher Jiang did have a face that charmed all beings.

Especially those eyes, like the eyes of a fox.

It's not an exaggeration for her to describe it.

If you grow up like this, you can still be a teacher, and you can be a teacher.

But every time you give a vivid lecture, don't blink those peach blossom eyes, okay?

She will be moved after watching it for a long time, not to mention a student who has never even experienced her first love.

Of course, Jiang Jingmo felt that eager gaze, "Yes", in Jiang Jingmo's eyes, Han Xiaoxiao kept looking at him attentively.

made him feel uncomfortable, although he didn't know if Han Xiaoxiao gave him a love letter, but Han Xiaoxiao's straightforward gaze was easy for him to misunderstand.

But you can't say it in public.

can only dodge Han Xiaoxiao's gaze.

If Han Xiaoxiao knew what Jiang Jingmo was thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud.

Between classes, An An Shun took the newspaper brought by Han Xiaoxiao.

is also a habit developed every day, An An will read the newspaper brought by Han Xiaoxiao every day.

An An likes news and interesting stories, and she doesn't let go of every detail.