If nothing else, just the millions of tuition fees a year.

These are porcelain dolls that are afraid of melting in their mouths and afraid of falling in the palm of their hands.

With a pout, Bo Xingyu tilted his head to the side.

"I'm not a rare sister, I have a mother, but it's ......"

Even when he said this, Cola didn't get angry, wrapped a toffee in his mouth, and smiled stupidly, "But you don't just have a mother, you also have a super handsome father!" ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

He nodded hurriedly and looked up at the teacher, "I, teacher, can you call my dad, my mom doesn't have time, but my dad can." ”

Thinking of his mother's early departure and late return, he was so busy with Uncle Xia's affairs every day that he didn't even have time to tell his favorite bedtime story.

It's sad, but I don't want my mother to be busier.

It just so happened that the bad dad had time, anyway, he came home on time every day, and at first glance, the sky was idle, just enough to come over and hold a parent-teacher conference for himself.

"Absolutely. The teacher hasn't met your dad yet, so I can take this opportunity to talk to him about your daily studies. ”

Kindergartens do not teach simple preschool knowledge like other schools, but there are special categories where children can learn if they are interested in a type of sport or musical instrument.

The teacher found that Bo Xingyu was very talented in music, no matter what kind of instrument it was, as long as he simply learned it systematically, he could easily get started.

It's just that I haven't seen which instrument he particularly likes.

The earlier the child learns these things, the better, and he has never had time to contact his parents before, so he can confirm the direction of Bo Xingyu in the future through this parent-teacher meeting.

Finding Asakawa's phone number in the student's contact book, the teacher dialed the phone number under the gaze of four round grape-like eyes.

"Boss, your phone is ringing, and you can get to the old house after another traffic light, do you think there is anything else you need to do?" The ears are keenly aware of the vibrations of the phone in the bag.

An Lun drove intently, and he didn't even give half a cent in his eyes.

Hmm, I was closing my eyes just now, and I was suddenly awakened at this moment, and my brain hurt a little.

After Bo Qianchuan received the mobile phone, a steady female voice came from the other end of the phone, "May I ask if it is Bo Xingyu's father?" I am his teacher, the school held a parent-teacher meeting and a parent-teacher school today, there is still half an hour to leave the meeting, can you come over? ”

The school does not require every parent to participate, so the teachers do not have a hard line to ask for it.

There was no sound over there, the teacher was stunned with his mobile phone, and handed the phone to Bo Xingyu, "Can you see if this is your father's phone number, there has been no sound over there." ”

"It's my dad's, he never changes his mobile phone number, Mr. Xian, you see that the mantissa behind the phone is six eights, what an auspicious number."

After he reminded him, the teacher found out.

Swallowed his saliva carefully, and became more and more frightened, after all, the mobile number in the country can appear six eights, and it must not be the boss of those ordinary small businesses.

Listening to his son showing off his phone number over there, the corners of Bo Qianchuan's mouth twitched, covered the earpiece, and instructed An Lun, who was still driving, "Go to school." ”

"The old mansion?"

"Don't worry about him, the old guy is talking about that is more important than my son's parent-teacher conference, let's hang him out somewhere first, and come back to him when I'm done."

has this confidence in speaking, and Bo Qianchuan is not afraid of Bo Hongda finding trouble for himself.

I didn't want to go to the old mansion very much, but every time Bo Hongda would belittle the boss openly and secretly, and most of the words he said were hidden needles.

His face looked as warm as a spring breeze, and he did more insidious things behind his back than anyone else.

He didn't dare to get too close to that kind of person, lest he accidentally die one day.

"Gotcha!"

With a hello, An Lun followed the traffic and drove forward, turning a corner at the fork in the road.

"Dad, if you are here, you can say something, our teacher asks you if you want to come, if you don't want to come, then forget it. It doesn't matter anyway! ”

didn't call him a bad father in front of outsiders, Bo Xingyu said that he didn't care, but his eyes radiated a light of expectation.

Fortunately, Bo Qianchuan has been trying to ease the relationship between the two fathers and sons for a while, and he finally made such a request, and Bo Qianchuan agreed directly without saying anything.

The voice fell unconsciously and slowed down, Bo Qianchuan smiled particularly dotingly, "Of course it doesn't matter to you, a little guy, it means something different to me, wait for me, Dad will go over in a while." ”

I tried to hold back my face, like trying to pretend to be serious, but I couldn't suppress the upward rise of the corners of my mouth.

Bo Xingyu proudly put his hands behind his back and said to the teacher and Coke: "My father is the president, the president of a very big company, and he is very busy. However, if he wants to come so much, I will not stop him. ”

"That's it, Xingyu's father is the president, super powerful, and very handsome."

Like a fish in his throat, he originally wanted to show off, but this guy Cola is too sincere, and his mind is full of eating and drinking, and he doesn't even know what he wants to express.

is like a compliment in cross talk, no matter what he says, he can pick up two sentences.

The hand that was crossed at the waist hung down, and he could see that he was in addition to being able to be in his own class

The teacher couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the two guys' spirits.

After saying hello to Bo Asagamu, he hung up the phone.

Before the phone was put down, Bo Qianchuan smiled helplessly. It turns out that in the son's mind, president is a profession. That domineering momentum is really like myself back then.

Time passed quickly, and Bo Xingyu sat on the steps facing the door with his face in his hands, looking through the autumn water and watching the people at the door.

From time to time, there are parents with children walking towards the school building.

Coke was with him, but all eyes were on the potato chips in his arms.

"Ouch, hey, isn't this Bo Xingyu, isn't he usually very powerful, why didn't he see your family today!"

Before anyone arrived, a fleshy little fat man walked over, followed by no one else.

Bo Xingyu glanced at him with disgust, and then looked at the Coke sitting next to him, and couldn't help but sigh, they are all foodies, but some people just look pleasing to the eye.

I don't want to pay attention to him, since the last time I promised my mother not to cause trouble at school, he has been a lot more low-key, even if he meets a classmate who wants to provoke him without opening his eyes, he also adheres to the idea of taking a step back and opening up the sky.

The little fat man also calculated that he didn't dare to do it today, and more importantly, his mother, who had always loved him on weekdays, also came, and he had a support behind him, and he was full of confidence to speak.

Uh-huh, he raised his double chin provocatively, and said hurtful words in his mouth, "I see that your parents don't love you at all, otherwise how could you not come, you are a poor worm, you are usually not very angry, hum, it is really sympathetic." ”

Bo Xingyu clenched his fists tightly, what he hated most was that someone talked about his parents, especially the little fat man who had always been at odds with him, and he also spoke ill of his parents in front of so many people.

The angry eyes were red, and Bo Xingyu was like an angry little beast, panting, leaning forward, in a state of attack.

Coke didn't care about anything else, hugged Bo Xingyu's arm, and said to the little fat man angrily: "How can there be parents in this world who don't love their children, I think you are jealous, jealous that you are not as good-looking as Bo Xingyu, and are popular with your classmates." ”

Because Bo Qianchuan caused an uproar during the last parent-child meeting, almost the entire kindergarten knew that Bo Xingyu, who was in the freshman class, had a particularly handsome father.

Bo Xingyu's popularity also quickly reversed, and many children like to play with him.

was said to be the sore spot in the center, and the little fat man jumped to his feet in anger.

looked at the knowing eyes of the people around him, and kept shaking his head and explaining: "That's not the case, his parents don't love him, otherwise how could his parents not come on such an important day." ”

has not said that his father will come back later, Bo Xingyu felt a little lost in his heart, and his anger was also covered by frustration.

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, his clenched fist also loosened, and he said weakly to Coke who was naturally beside him: "It's okay, anyway, what he said is false, my parents love me the most, we don't care about him." ”

Getting the result he wanted, the smile on the little fat man's face became more and more proud.

With his hands around his chest, he said to Bo Xingyu again: "It must be because you are not well-behaved, or else you ......"

"Uncle Male God, why are you here? Xingyu, Xingyu, your father is here. Hurriedly tidying up his clothes, no longer paying attention to the complaining eyes of his friends, Coke focused his eyes on Bo Qianchuan.

"Or what? Children, medicine can be eaten indiscriminately, words can not be indiscriminate, didn't your parents teach you to be cautious when you go out. ”

It could have arrived early, but because of a car accident on the road, the traffic police dredged it for a while to restore the accessibility of the road.

As soon as he entered the school gate after registration, Bo Qianchuan saw his son standing at the door waiting for him.

He raised his eyebrows at An Lun proudly, but as soon as he walked over, he heard that the white and fat little guy was actually sarcastic about Bo Xingyu.

It depends on the owner to beat the dog, not to mention that this is his own son.

Bo Qianchuan has never had a gentlemanly demeanor, except for treating people he knows and approves of, what does other men, women and children have to do with him?

Among the ordinary-looking ordinary people, Bo Qianchuan can be described by the four words that stand out from the crowd.

Whether it is the appearance of a star or the perfect figure of the golden ratio, it makes him stand out in a group of men in their thirties and forties, with fat heads and big ears.

I don't know how many women have quietly screwed their husbands.

Then he turned his amazed gaze on Asakawa's body.

Some people who know how to do it gasped after seeing his watch.

It's just handsome, and it looks like he's worth a lot of money.

Parents who are already familiar with each other hurriedly took out their mobile phones, and their hands trembled when they saw the face that frequently appeared on the covers of entertainment newspapers and magazines.

His own bear child is in the same school as Bo Qianchuan's son, is there a better connection than this?

There are smart people who are ready to come forward and talk.

Looking at Bo Qianchuan who suddenly appeared in surprise, Bo Xingyu trotted over and pulled Bo Qianchuan's sleeve, and asked with some grievances: "Why did you come, my little friend and I have been waiting for you for a long time." ”