Chapter 212: Draw a Portrait of Your Mommy
Fu Zhilei showed an unfathomable look on her face, her emotions were not so angry, and she said lightly, "Let's go over now." β
"What are you doing at school?"
"Children are the least able to lie, and I believe that the answers that we have been investigating and have not been able to get can be obtained from Gong Zhanchuan's son."
After speaking, Fu Zhilei walked to the mirror and began to put on makeup, and about half an hour later, she took a hat and put it on, put on sunglasses and a mask, and glanced at the other two coldly, "Let's go." β
The assistant is against it in his heart, and now Fu Zhilei is in the headlines, almost a figure of national attention, at this time, when she walks out of the hotel in broad daylight, she will inevitably be targeted by the paparazzi.
When the time comes, it will become more and more intelligible, but looking at the hideous expression on her face, what can the assistant say?
The group cautiously came to the school where Gong Shengrui's little pen friend was, and the time was just in time for the end of class, and the assistant noticed that Gong Zhanchuan's driver was also waiting at the school gate, and the car was parked on the other side.
"This is too dangerous, if it is discovered by the palace president, things will be even worse!" The assistant couldn't help but scold, "You insist on going your own way regardless of this, how can Brother Peng explain?" β
Previously, Assistant Fu ordered her to find someone to investigate the matter of Gong Zhanchuan's wife, but it seemed that all this information was deliberately hidden.
And it was well hidden, so there was no result, but she still had to follow her will and continue to investigate.
However, if you stop and think about it rationally, the assistant is puzzled, and what does it matter who Gong Zhanchuan's wife is?
Anyway, what is certain is that Gong Zhanchuan's mind is not on Fu Zhilei, and he is even disgusted with her.
So, who is his wife, and what does it have to do with Fu Zhilei?
However, the assistant could only say that she couldn't see through Fu Zhilei's thoughts, as if this time, she took the risk to come to school, did she want to openly snatch Gong Shengrui?
At this time, when it was time to get out of school, Gong Shengrui walked out of the school gate with a schoolbag on his back, his immature little face was exquisite, and he was surrounded by a bunch of female classmates, talking and laughing towards the driver.
Fu Zhilei in the car motioned to the assistant to get out of the car, and the latter had to get out of the car and stop in front of the driver before he could find the little milk bag, "Hello, little friend." β
Gong Shengrui looked blankly at the woman in front of him who was trying to smile kindly, frowned and asked, "Hello, may I ask who you are?" β
"I'm your mommy's friend, and she asked me to pick you up." The assistant said with a smile.
Gong Shengrui's eyes swept a trace of shrewdness, and nodded obediently, "Oh, I know, Mommy told me." β
Situ Mo would video chat with him every night, showing all kinds of guilt, and told him that when his father arranged his work, the family of three would go to the amusement park to fulfill his wish.
Xiao Nanbao's heart was full of joy, looking forward to the arrival of that day, and she also expressed her understanding for Situ Mo's recent inability to meet him.
Looking at the harmless smile of the little milk bag, the assistant said secretly, so to speak...... It turns out that there really is such a person?
The assistant thought suspiciously, and hurriedly pulled him over, "Then let's go with Auntie, there are a lot of fun things in Auntie's car." β
Gong Shengrui nodded obediently, followed the assistant into the car, and after getting into the car, his eyes seemed to sweep to the driver's uncle on the other side, pretending to open his mouth wide in surprise, "Well, my uncle is coming to pick me up, I want to go home." β
The assistant hurriedly stabilized him, "Don't worry, it's the same when I take you to see your mommy." β
As she spoke, she took the toy from the other side and handed it to the little milk bag and coaxed him, "Look, your mommy bought you a lot of toys, do you like it?" β
The little milk bag glanced at those toys lightly, and said secretly in her heart, Mommy wouldn't buy such a childish toy? When he's a three-year-old, he's in elementary school, okay?
It's naΓ―ve.
The little milk bag secretly sneered, a trace of cunning flashed under her eyes, and she didn't have the panic just now, looking at those toys as if she couldn't take her eyes off it, "I like it so much, Auntie, when will I get to Mommy?" β
He was inexplicably excited, as if he was about to start playing, and he was going to play tricks on the childish idiot.
"Don't worry, Auntie will ask you a few questions, okay?" The assistant said coaxingly.
Fu Zhilei sat in the last row of seats, and she was not calm and impatient, but she couldn't show up, in case she was recognized later, so she could only be an assistant.
"What's the problem?" The little milk bag asked, tilting her head.
"Hmm...... Auntie is here to test you, and your mommy says that you have to complete the task before she can take you to meet her. β
"What's the task, Auntie?"
"You see you're all in school, you must be a very smart child, has the teacher ever taught you to draw?"
Xiao Milk Bag nodded and followed her words, "Yes, I also drew it for Mommy, and Mommy likes it too." β
Fu Zhilei couldn't calm down when she heard it in the back, but she seemed to be trying hard to suppress her anger, it turned out that the mother of the little milk bag was really alive, there really was such a person!
Xiao Milk Bag seemed to notice that the person in the back seat of the car seemed to be wrong, and he wanted to look sideways, but only saw her wearing a mask out of the corner of his eye, and his body was turned around by the assistant, "Then can you draw it now, your mommy must be very happy if she knows that you are so good." β
"Okay, okay, I can draw."
A gleam flashed in the eyes of the little milk bag, and a subtle sneer pulled up at the corner of his mouth, he took the schoolbag and took out a paintbrush and began to paint, "I'm going to start painting." β
The assistant nodded a little excitedly, "You hurry up and draw a little portrait, otherwise Mommy will be unhappy." β
I've been looking for an answer for a long time and I'm finally about to come out, why aren't I excited?
"Okay." The little milk bag responded obediently.
And Fu Zhilei sat in the back seat a little stiffly, and finally couldn't help but squat forward and lie on the front seat, watching the little milk bag quickly draw a human face one by one.
Suddenly, Fu Zhilei and her assistant's eyes couldn't help but widen, this familiar face ......
Fu Zhilei clenched her fists, clenched and clenched, gritted her teeth and watched the little milk bag finish drawing the sketch, almost biting off her teeth.
"Kid, is this your mommy?"
Xiao Niangbao didn't answer, but continued to add a few strokes with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and seemed to be very satisfied with his sketches, but did not answer positively, and asked, "Auntie, am I good at drawing?" β
Fu Zhilei suppressed her anger, gritted her teeth and asked, "Little friend, tell me, what is your mother's name?" β
She still couldn't believe it, but with the sincerity and innocence of the little milk bag, it was impossible for a child to lie!
And just looking at his sketch, I seem to be familiar with this face, and I am also skillful in his movements when painting, and it seems that he has painted many times.