Bad brain......

Fu Qinghan glanced at the more aggrieved Mianmian, and said lightly: "Qin Shao openly bullied female students, I can't afford to use a talent like you, please go elsewhere." ”

Qin Xiuwen: ......?!

He was fired?!

Because he made Jiang Mianmian cry, he was fired?!

The key when did he bully Jiang Mianmian?!

He didn't even touch her finger!

Qin Xiu's style is messy.

……

Mianmian was taken away by Fu Qinghan, and she didn't have time to say hello to Xue Zhao.

The little girl sat on the black sofa in the reception room, her little hands obediently placed on her knees, and she blinked at Fu Qinghan with a pair of apricot eyes.

When no one is around, Mr. Fu doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

He stared into her eyes, "Why skipping school?" ”

Mianmian wanted to explain the reason, but as soon as she faced Mr. Fu, the program in her head couldn't help but start randomly: "Of course, it's to get closer to Mr. Fu." The closest distance between lovers is negative, and Mianmian is willing to play with Mr. Fu in the office—"

Office Beep –

What is it?

The little girl got into the couch in despair, wanting to bury herself in the ground!

Fu Qinghan pulled her out.

He stared at her blushing little face, "I know you can understand me, and you may even be the first self-aware AI in the world." I have given you a continuous identity, and I will not hand you over for others to study. But you're also responsible for Mianmian's identity, you know what I mean? ”

Mianmian nodded like pounding garlic.

What Mr. Fu meant was to let her not cause trouble everywhere with Jiang Mianmian's identity.

Like skipping school or something......

Fu Qinghan said again: "After returning to school, I will cut off relations with Xue Zhao. ”

He still heard of Xue Zhao's reputation.

The family has a very good background, and he is spoiled by his stepmother, and he has to be windy and rainy in Los Angeles.

No one can tell whether it is a favor or a killing, but there is no doubt that Xue Zhao is a bad boy.

Today she took Mianmian to skip school, and tomorrow she may have to bomb the school with Mianmian.

He couldn't sit idly by and watch Mianmian be taken away.

Mianmian lowered her little head, unwilling to cut off relations with Xue Zhao.

Xue Zhao......

It's her first friend!

Mr. Fu didn't give her time to think about it, and said, "What are you going to buy when you come to the mall?" ”

Mianmian's eyes lit up, and she suddenly reached out and grabbed Fu Qinghan's sleeve.

Fu Qinghan frowned.

The girl's little hands were weak and boneless, her fingers were as slender and white as shallots, and her fingertips were as clear as shells, and she carefully grasped his black cuffs......

He brushed away the little hand, "Girls, learn to be dignified." ”

Mianmian's eyes immediately turned red.

Fu Qinghan hesitated and brought his cuffs in front of her.

The little girl bent her eyebrows and grabbed his cuffs with joy.

She clung so tightly, it was like she had grabbed her whole world.

Fu Qinghan followed her to the shop selling painting tools, and the little girl asked for a lot of goods proudly.

Fu Qinghan looked at those painting tools, and his phoenix eyes sank slightly.

This maid doll is too much like Mianmian.

Even the hobby of painting is the same as Mianmian.

When paying the bill, Mianmian took out a ten-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to the teller with pity.

This is the change I found when I just bought milk tea.

The teller was a little embarrassed.

Ten yuan, you can't buy a stack of drawing paper!

This little girl has taken thousands of dollars!

He was about to explain, but Fu coughed indifferently.

The teller reacted, accepted the ten yuan with a smile, and welcomed Mianmian to come again next time.

Mianmian dragged Fu Qinghan to the counter selling mobile phones again.

A variety of mobile phones were displayed in the glass cabinet, and she picked and chosen, and finally picked one with the same style as Mr. Fu.

She paid ten yuan, opened the box, picked up her mobile phone, dialed a string of numbers, and excitedly "Hey, hey, hey" to the fuselage.

Fu Qinghan fell into deep thought.

His little maid is really stupid, how can she make a phone call if she has a mobile phone but no card?

The little maid is really just an artificial intelligence, if Mianmian was alive, she would not be so stupid......

From time to time, strange eyes were cast around.

Fu Qinghan felt like a father who took a mentally handicapped child shopping.

He could only take Mianmian to apply for a card.