Quan Zichen, who went out, happened to see Zhang Rong who was about to leave after eavesdropping, Quan Zichen deliberately shouted: "Mom, what did you just do?"

Zhang Rong straightened up, twisted stiffly, and smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, son, I.... I'm coming... Come on, oh, tell you that you don't have to worry about Qingqing's schooling. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info then there's nothing to do, I'll go first. After saying that, he slipped away without looking back.

Quan Zichen felt strange enough that he knew that his mother would take care of everything, but he still had to worry so much.

I hadn't done it before, and there was very little to worry about. Or do you just want to talk to her?

Quan Zichen got up, walked into his room, closed the door, and slammed his fist against the wall.

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September 1st

"Qingqing's dear, hurry up and be late!" Zhang Rong shouted at Mu Qingqing, who was washing his face on the second floor.

In the restaurant, Quan Zichen sat in his place and ate, and Quan Fuwen ate while reading the newspaper.

Suddenly, Mu Qingqing's little short legs were walking towards the stairs, running downstairs as fast as he could, rushing to the restaurant, and seeing Quan Zichen and Quan Fuwen eating calmly.

Mu Qingqing's breath hadn't been adjusted yet, and she didn't see Zhang Rong asking anxiously: "Dad, where is Mom, is it already late, what should I do!"

Looking at Mu Qingqing, whose eyes seemed to be red, Quan Zichen suddenly felt very distressed, and slowly said, "Mom, don't make trouble, come out quickly."

Zhang Rong, who was hiding on the side, heard the dissatisfaction in her son's tone, she was going to tease Mu Qingqing today, but her son was very unhappy, so he had to come out in disgrace.

Seeing Mu Qingqing, who was about to cry, he also felt a little guilty, and hurriedly ran to comfort Mu Qingqing: "Qingqing! Suddenly, Zhang Rong found a hot gaze on this.

There is no look at her husband asking for help.

Quan Fuwen understood when he saw it, looked at his "childlike" wife, and said helplessly: "Zichen, the time is almost up, we should also go to the company."

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Of course, Quan Zichen knew his father's thoughts, nodded, and said unhappily to Zhang Rong: "Be careful, don't cry anymore."

After saying that, he got up and walked to the entrance. Quan Fuwen also left, and glanced at Zhang Rong when he left. Said: "Wife, let's go to the company!"

Zhang Rong said, "Go, go quickly!"

After seeing the father and son leave, Zhang Rong said to Mu Qingqing: "Qingqing, don't be angry with your mother, it's your mother who made a mistake." ”

Mu Qingqing looked at Zhang Rong's self-blaming look, stretched out his little hand and tugged at the corner of Zhang Rong's clothes and comforted: "Mom, it's okay, Qingqing is not angry, don't blame yourself." ”

Hearing Mu Qingqing's words, Zhang Rong nodded hurriedly and pulled Mu Qingqing to eat.

Quan Zichen's assistant Ajie who is in the company here said, "Young Master, you have a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon. ”

Quan Zichen frowned slightly.

Applejack on the side didn't know what happened to the young master this morning, and he didn't seem to be in a state for a day.

Applejack follows the twelve-year-old, who is eight years younger than herself, and to her surprise, the child's concentration and thinking skills make her willingly abandon the better working conditions abroad to work with him.

But lately, he's always been a little distracted.

Suddenly, Quan Zichen said: "The afternoon meeting will be canceled, and I won't come to the company because of something." With that, he put on his blazer and walked out of the office.

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"Qingqing, don't be bullied when you go to school, who dares to bully you and come back to your mother and say..."

Mu Qingqing carried his schoolbag and nodded.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Quan Zichen walked in and said, "Qingqing, I'll send you there." ”