Leng Haochen glanced at her, with a smile and a mockery, not as cold and hard as before: "Really? Didn't eavesdrop? ”

Song Xingchen: "......"

Don't you understand the truth of seeing through it and not saying it?

"Mom, are you alright?" Leng Yi'an emerged from behind Leng Haochen, his eyes were still a little red, but his demeanor had returned to normal and was no longer so wilted.

"You two reconciled?" Song Xingchen saw that he was next to Leng Haochen, and he didn't rush over to hug her when he saw her like before.

Leng Haochen did not reject his child's clingy behavior, and the relationship between father and son has obviously become better.

Hearing this, the father and son glanced at each other, then let go of each other, as if nothing had happened, and said nothing about what happened in the house.

Leng Haochen coughed dryly: "Let's go down and eat." ”

After saying that, he took the lead and walked away, striding meteors, and there was always a taste of running away.

Leng Yi'an covered his mouth and snickered, while holding Song Xingchen's hand and walking down, he whispered, "Mom, you are really amazing." ”

"Dad apologized to you?" Song Xingchen reacted immediately.

Leng Yi'an was like a little adult, very serious: "Manly man, isn't it normal to apologize if you do something wrong?" ”

Song Xingchen was speechless, and he didn't know who had shown disbelief that Leng Haochen would bow his head and apologize?

"Actually, Dad is still very reasonable." Leng Yi'an laughed secretly, and praised Song Xingchen seriously: "I think it's all the credit of my mother, you changed your father's bad temper......"

Song Xingchen didn't know what to say, but the two were reconciled, and she was also very happy: "Don't talk about this, let's go eat." ”

Seeing Leng Haochen like that, she obviously didn't want to mention more about what he had done to coax her son, they were still in a cold war, so she still didn't want to pull teeth out of the tiger's mouth.

However, Leng Haochen, who is so arrogant, seems to be quite cute.

Although it was not the first time that the family had eaten together, the atmosphere was obviously much warmer tonight.

Leng Haochen no longer scolded Leng Yi'an at every turn, it was not right here, it was not good there, and the little guy behaved more actively, as if he wanted to vent all the spirit that he had been holding in the room for a day.

"Eat slowly, don't hold on." Song Xingchen looked a little worried: "An An, didn't you eat so much just now?" ”

Leng Yi'an puffed out his mouth like a hamster: "I've been hungry for a day......"

Leng Haochen suddenly asked, "Didn't you say that he hadn't eaten for a day?" ”

"This ......" Song Xingchen choked, almost choked to death by himself, and subconsciously looked at Uncle Wang, who had already cleverly hid in the kitchen at this time.

"That's not what I said." Song Xingchen denied it, and hurriedly lowered his head to pull rice, slandering in his heart, why is this guy's focus so strange?

Leng Yi'an glanced at the two of them in confusion, and also realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and quickly changed the topic: "Dad, then will I go to school tomorrow?" ”

Speaking of this, Leng Haochen's face became even colder, and his eyes stared at Song Xingchen: "Do you have time tomorrow?" ”

Song Xingchen knew that it was about Leng Yi'an when he saw his expression, and An An was sitting on the side looking at her with wide eyes, it was impossible for her to refuse: "I can ask for leave." ”

"Okay, let's go to school tomorrow." Leng Haochen nodded, didn't pursue the matter of eating, and began to eat after saying this, with a faint expression that didn't look unusual.

Song Xingchen was a little uncomfortable, this is what it means to still be in the Cold War, right?

"Dad, are you going to school with Mommy?" Leng Yi'an was very happy, jumped off the stool and grabbed Song Xingchen's hand: "I want everyone to know that my parents are the best and most powerful ...... in the world."

He muttered, "I'm not the wild child that no one wants." ”

Song Xingchen's heart hurt, and he stood aside for all the discomfort, and hurriedly hugged Leng Yi'an and kissed it: "Don't worry, let Dad help you get justice tomorrow." ”

This tone is full of trust.

Leng Haochen's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and he glanced at the mother and son quickly, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and the mood of the gloomy day seemed to be less depressed.

……

The next day, the family of three arrived at school on time.

Zheng's mother and Zheng's father were there, Zheng Hao's chubby group sat on the teacher's office chair, playing with the documents on the table, and the teacher with a worried face stood on the side, as well as the teaching director who was smiling.

"Dad, Leng Yi'an is here, it's this woman who hit her mother last time." Zheng Hao saw the bright-looking Song Xingchen at a glance, and hurriedly squeezed to his father's side to complain, and the eagerness for revenge was written on his face.

Father Zheng glanced at it casually, but his eyes were shocked, and he opened his mouth wide and forgot to react at all.

Mother Zheng didn't notice his abnormality, and when she heard her son's words, she thought of the embarrassment she had last time, her face turned blue and white, and she snorted at the teaching director: "Didn't you let you expel this kid?" What did you call us here for today? Want to intercede? ”

Song Xingchen is dressed up fresh and capable today, with curly hair tied on the top of his head, young and beautiful, and he doesn't look like the mother of a five-year-old child at all.

She held Leng Yi'an, who was dressed like a little prince and had an outstanding temperament, stood beside Leng Haochen generously and decently, ignored the family of three, and greeted the school leaders and teachers with a smile.

Leng Haochen was not as good at talking as Song Xingchen, he said with a calm face: "Let's come, naturally, we will ask An An for justice." ”

The teaching director and the teacher were shocked by this powerful aura the moment Leng Haochen came in, and they didn't listen to what the pungent Zheng's mother said for a while, and stammered: "This is Leng Yi'an's father, right?" ”

This dress, although it is not a first-line brand that can be named, but the suit is exquisitely made and beautifully designed to every detail, and it looks like a high-end brand from a famous family.

"Three, sit inside, sit inside......" the dean immediately said politely.

Although he doesn't know where Leng Haochen comes from, he is also a leader, he has been in the circle for a long time, and he knows that really powerful people will not wear gold and silver like the Zheng family, and engrave the word 'rich' on their faces, but are as low-key and connotative as this family of three, and the noble temperament in his bones is born and cannot be pretended.

As soon as Zheng's mother saw that the teaching director had ignored her, she was even more angry.

Because Leng Haochen was there, she didn't dare to sprinkle the fire directly on Song Xingchen, so she yelled at the teaching director: "Are you deaf? Can't you hear me? I throw so much money at you every year, just to let you help these people bully my son? ”

Leng Haochen glanced at her coldly, his eyes were sharp and cold, and he only glanced at her, as if the whole person was in the ice and snow.