"Then since Yun'er believes that Teacher Zhang is a good person, don't hide from Teacher Zhang in the future, Teacher Zhang will be sad."

"Okay, but Xiaoyu.... Why don't you like you? ”

"Maybe I won his dad in the last parent-child competition, Xiaoyu is also a child, he is so competitive, and he admires his dad, I'm not happy to see me win his dad once." Zhang Yida reacted very quickly and thought of an explanation in his mind.

"I see." Song Yun'er nodded, in the last parent-child competition, after Teacher Zhang won Xiaoyu's father, Xiaoyu was really unhappy.

After Zhang Yida and Song Yun'er talked, the two went back to the classroom together with a smile.

Xiao Yu saw that Song Yun'er was still with Zhang Yida, and his face immediately darkened.

Song Yun'er also saw Xiao Yu's angry expression, and quickly let go of Zhang Yida's hand.

"Xiaoyu, listen to me."

"Needless to say, who you want to play with, it's your freedom."

"Then after I play with Teacher Zhang Yida, can I still be friends with you?"

"I can't." Xiao Yu said indifferently.

"Why?" Song Yun'er's voice instantly became anxious.

"Because I don't like to be friends with stupid people."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yu left without looking back.

......

Since Song Yun'er and Zhang Yida played, Xiao Yu really never paid attention to Song Yun'er again.

Even though the two of them were at the same table, Song Yuna tried her best to make a grimace to please Xiao Yu, but Xiao Yu looked cold.

This makes Song Yun'er very sad, can't she be friends with Xiaoyu after playing with Teacher Zhang?

....

After school that day, the parents of Bolton Kindergarten took their children away, and only Song Yun'er's mother Song Qianqian did not come to pick her up.

Zhang Yida gently sat by the slide with Song Yun'er, waiting for Song Qianqian to come over.

It was getting dark, and finally, a red Ferrari drove up.

I saw that Song Qianqian hurriedly walked down from the car, hugged Song Yun'er and apologized: "Yun'er, I'm sorry, Mommy has a work delay today, you must be very scared, right?" Mommy will never be like this again. ”

"Mommy, it's okay, Teacher Zhang has been here with me." Song Yun'er said in a milky voice.

Song Qianqian immediately threw a grateful look at Zhang Yida.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

"You're welcome, it's just our duty as teachers."

"No, it's still hard work, I'm causing you trouble." Song Qianqian looked guilty.

"Okay, don't thank me, it's so late, I guess the bus I took should be out of service, Yun'er's mother, can you take me home?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, hurry up and get in the car." Song Qianqian hurriedly opened the car door.

This is Zhang Yida's first time sitting in a Ferrari, and the back seat of the soft cowhide sofa is really comfortable, I have to say that rich people really enjoy it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yida became more and more determined to win Song Qianqian.

Song Qianqian held the steering wheel and drove according to the home address given by Zhang Yida.

"Ding—"

A text message was sent to Zhang Yida's mobile phone.

"Boss, when will it start?"

"When you see a red Ferrari drive in, you can get started right away."

Zhang Yida quickly finished replying to the text message, and then narrowed his eyes comfortably.

He dared to guarantee that after tonight, Song Qianqian would definitely succumb to her suit pants.

When Song Qianqian almost drove near Zhang Yida's house, a group of masked black-clothed people suddenly rushed out.

They took thick and big iron rods, and smashed them into Song Qianqian's Ferrari without saying a word.

"Stinky woman, hand over the valuable things, or we will be unkind to you."

Song Yun'er sat in the co-pilot, looked at the fierce black-clothed people around her, and was instantly frightened and cried.

Song Qianqian hurriedly hugged Song Yun'er and patted her back to soothe Song Yun'er's mood.

"Stinky lady didn't hear it, hand over the valuable things, or be careful what I do to your daughter."

When Song Yun'er heard such a fierce voice, she instantly cried even louder.

Where had Song Qianqian seen this kind of battle, she hurriedly took off her wallet, key, watch, necklace, and planned to open the car window and throw these things out to the group of people.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yida, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, suddenly spoke.

He reached out and took Song Qianqian's things.

"Such a valuable thing can't be cheaply given to those stinky rascals."

"But...", Song Qianqian thought that this was the territory of those men, and if she didn't give money, she and Yun'er would be in danger.

Zhang Yida saw Song Qianqian's worries, he gave Song Qianqian a reassuring look, and then got out of the car alone.

After Zhang Yida got out of the car, he immediately gave the group of men a look.

The men immediately understood what Zhang Yida meant, and one of their leading foremen shouted: "Stinky boy, what are you doing? Want to be a hero to save beauty? ”

"yes, can't you?" Zhang Yida said with a smile.

"Yes, it depends on whether you have the ability to beat our group of people down." The man waved the large iron rod in his hand.

"Teacher Zhang, don't, it's too threatening!" Song Qianqian, who was sitting in the car, shouted worriedly.

Zhang Yida turned around and smiled at Song Qianqian: "Qianqian, don't worry, I have practiced, I will be able to beat them down soon." ”

"You kid, you don't have a small tone, I see how you beat us down." The masked black-clad group laughed.

As a result, Zhang Yida still made a kung fu gesture decently, and then the black-clothed masked man rushed towards Zhang Yida in turn.

I saw that Zhang Yida was agile, quickly snatched the attack of several masked black-clothed people, and then made a beautiful roundabout kick, knocking several of them to the ground, and then there were still a few masked black-clothed people left, and they rushed towards Zhang Yida without giving up, Zhang Yida was not polite, and one of them gave them a punch.

Soon, Zhang Yida beat down the group of masked black-clothed people.

"You.... Boy, really.... Awesome", the masked man in black lay on the ground, complimenting from the bottom of his heart.

Big guy, isn't it just spending money to ask us to act? I don't really fight.

The masked man in black thought that when the play was over, he must add money.

"I tell you, you are not allowed to rob here in the future, otherwise I will beat you once I see you, you know if you have not." Zhang Yida also handsomely said a cruel word.

"Got it, got it...", the masked man in black hurriedly staggered out of here.

"Wow, Mr. Zhang is so good, it seems to be the plot of a kung fu movie just now." Song Yuna couldn't help cheering.

Song Qianqian didn't expect that Zhang Yida, who looked so thin and sven, was so good.

"Yuna's mother, are you alright?" Zhang Yida asked with a concerned face.

"I'm fine." Song Qianqian shook her head.

"This group of people is so much that they actually beat your car mirror like this." Zhang Yida watched with a heartache as the luxurious Ferrari windows lined up in the shape of a spider's web.

"It's okay, I'll leave it to the insurance company to deal with, Mr. Zhang, thank you very much this time." Song Qianqian said gratefully.

"You don't have to thank me, these are all things I am willing to do for you."

When Zhang Yida said this, his eyes looked at Song Qianqian very affectionately.

Song Qianqian suddenly thought of the last time she was in a private restaurant, Zhang Yida also looked at herself affectionately, and then confessed to herself.

Song Qianqian's face turned red instantly, and she lowered her head shyly.

Zhang Yida looked at Song Qianqian's expression and knew that the fish had taken the bait.

"Teacher Zhang, I really thank you this time, I don't know how to thank you."

"Then invite me to dinner."

"Okay, I know there's a restaurant...."

Before Song Qianqian could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Zhang Yida.

"I don't want to go to the restaurant, I want to eat at your house, is that okay?"

"But I don't have anything to eat at home."

"It's okay, just go to your house." Zhang Yida said persistently.

"Okay then." After all, Zhang Yida had just saved Song Qianqian and Song Yun'er, and it was impossible for Song Qianqian to refuse his request.

.....

Soon, Song Qianqian drove Zhang Yida back to her home.

Song Qianqian's home is in a high-end villa residential area, and Zhang Yida heard that the cheapest house in this residential area is also more than 10 million.

It seems that Song Qianqian is really not ordinary rich.

Zhang Yida followed Song Qianqian into the villa, which had a clean and tidy swimming pool and a small garden with winding paths.

Song Qianqian entered her fingerprints to open the door of the villa.

After Zhang Yida walked inside, he was almost stunned.

Song Qianqian's villa has about three floors, each floor is about 200 square meters, and the house is very richly decorated, which is full of high-end furniture and luxury goods.

Song Qianqian's refrigerator is double-doored and very large.

It is filled with a variety of fresh fruits and vegetables.

Song Qianqian didn't do anything, she looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator in distress, and then considered whether to order takeout.

As a result, Zhang Yida walked over.

"Mother Yun'er, I'll cook today's meal."

"You're a guest, how can you cook." Song Qianqian hurriedly shook her head and refused.

"Why not, I've been at home since I was a child, and I have helped my parents cook, and my cooking skills are still good, you just wait for me to cook in the living room, and that's it."

Zhang Yida hurriedly pushed Song Qianqian out of the kitchen.

Song Qianqian had no choice but to leave and go upstairs to work in the study.

After a while, the smell of rice came from the kitchen.

It was Zhang Yida who made the meal.

Song Yuna smelled the food and walked into the kitchen.

"Teacher Zhang, your cooking is so fragrant!"

"Really? When the meal is ready, you can quickly call your mother down to eat. ”

"Okay, Mr. Zhang."

Song Yun'er obediently went upstairs and called Song Qianqian to come down for dinner.

Song Qianqian didn't expect Zhang Yida to be so good at cooking, even if she hadn't moved her chopsticks yet, just looking at the colorful and fragrant food on the table, she knew that it must be delicious.

Song Yun'er took a bite of sweet and sour pork ribs, and couldn't help but praise: "Teacher Zhang, your cooking is so delicious, it's even better than the takeaway ordered by Mommy." ”

Zhang Yida smiled and glanced at Song Qianqian: "Yun'er's mother, do you often order takeout at home?" ”

"I'm busy at work, so I don't have time to cook for my children." Song Qianqian explained awkwardly.

"It's okay, Teacher Zhang will cook for Yun'er every day in the future, okay?"

"Okay."

Song Qianqian heard it on the side, and hurriedly shook her head and said, "How can this be?" Mr. Zhang has a life of his own. ”

"I want nothing more than you in my life." Zhang Yida suddenly said a love sentence again.

This made Song Qianqian very embarrassed.