A minute later, Ye Lingfeng took the filled out list and shook it proudly in front of his eyes, "You think this can stop me?" ”

Qin Yan glanced at it, and saw that he crossed out the column of his mother, rewrote the word father on it, followed by his name and contact information, and was a little speechless for a while.

Not bothering to pay attention to him, he took the form and handed it to the teacher.

The teacher also saw the scene just now, looked at the information on it, was stunned, and looked at the two of them with strange eyes, but because of their aura, he didn't dare to say anything, and looked at the little girl in Qin Yan's arms with a smile and said, "Qin Caicai's little friend, right?" The teacher takes you to the classroom. ”

Congee Congee nodded, "Okay." ”

The little girl has a milky voice, looks good, and has a strange headband pinned to her head, but it does not affect her appearance at all, but makes her more cute.

People are visual creatures, and teachers are no exception, and they like porridge at a glance.

It's no wonder that the little girl is good-looking, and her father is very good-looking.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Qin Yan and Ye Lingfeng again, and saw that Ye Lingfeng was looking at Qin Yan provocatively, and Qin Yan ignored him with a cold face, and suddenly some messy things began to pop up in her mind.

Noticing her gaze, Qin Yan raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes were indifferent, so frightened that the teacher suddenly came back to his senses, and the things in his mind froze all of a sudden, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze with a white face, and walked in with porridge.

Qin Yan was not at ease, and also followed.

Grandpa Qin was dragged by Grandma Qin to find the principal, stuffed a bank card over, and asked him to prepare a little more lunch.

Lunch was eaten in the kindergarten.

The director and Grandpa Qin also knew each other, they were both old friends, and they were confused: "The food in our garden has always been very good, and we will definitely be able to feed the children." ”

"It's different." Grandpa Qin shook his head, "That's an ordinary child, my porridge is a little edible."

The principal was a little amused, "How much more can I eat for a small child, I can't afford to raise a child?" What a joke, take it and take it away. ”

Look, this is still not enough about their porridge.

Grandma Qin glanced at him sympathetically, "Old Zhou, if you can't hold on, just say it early, we won't move the money in this card, so we'll keep it for you to buy vegetables." ”

"Good, good." The principal nodded, but he was still a little unimpressed.

Seeing this, Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin didn't say anything more.

It can only be said that he has seen too little.

I hope it doesn't scare me then.

Here, the teacher also brought porridge and porridge to the classroom, and parents were not allowed to enter the classroom, Qin Yan and Ye Lingfeng stood outside the door.

The teacher looked around and arranged the porridge in the middle of the first row, and Qin Feng was in the second row, behind the porridge.

Only then did Qin Yan realize one thing, Congee Congee's height was a bit short among his peers.

Ye Lingfeng also realized it, and couldn't help but say: "Yaya and I are not low, there must be no problem with genes, is it that you don't eat well for porridge, so she can't grow tall?" ”

Qin Yan sneered, "You don't want to think about where Congee Congee grew up before, thanks to you, she couldn't even eat enough before." ”

Speaking of this, Ye Lingfeng choked for a moment, he was always weak in this matter.

But he was still unwilling to admit defeat like this, "You must have some problems." ”

Qin Yan didn't bother to pay attention to him and didn't speak.

Xi Yan was also a little strange, and said worriedly: "Porridge porridge should not grow taller in the future." ”

"No, it won't." Xi Mo said lightly, "Porridge porridge is short now, probably because she only eats vegetarian food and doesn't touch meat. ”

Porridge porridge is in good health, there is no problem, the only possibility is probably here.

After living in the Qin family for a few days, he also knows the eating habits of porridge porridge very well.

It's just that if you come to this point, I'm afraid it's going to be difficult.

Porridge didn't know that the two old fathers and two uncles were still worried about the possibility that she might become a little girl in the future, and looked at the children around her curiously.

I saw that everyone who came in was crying, and after the teacher finished coaxing one, the other started crying again.

The cries of children were everywhere in my ears.

She blinked, wondering if she didn't cry if she didn't fit in, when a child who didn't cry like she came into the classroom.

It was a little boy, wearing a small suit, with delicate facial features, a somewhat stinky expression on his face, and an impatient face.

He was noble, but his face was very pale, and he looked weak when he walked.

Behind him, there were two men, both in straight suits, one of whom looked like him with a slight frown, talking to the teacher.

Qin Yan also saw him, his eyes condensed slightly.

Seeing this, Ye Lingfeng asked, "Acquaintance?" ”

He has not been in Beijing for the past few years, so he doesn't know much about it.

Qin Yan said: "He is Huo Mingxuan. ”

"Huo Mingxuan?" Ye Lingfeng was surprised, "The second richest man?" ”

His eyes fell on the little boy who had just entered the classroom, "This is his son, why does he look malnourished." ”

"I heard that his son has anorexia."

I see.

Ye Lingfeng was stunned, and as he was talking, Huo Mingxuan also looked over, and when he saw Qin Yan, his eyes were slightly surprised, and he said, "Mr. Qin?" ”

Qin Yan nodded slightly, "Mr. Huo." ”

The two greeted each other politely, and the teacher came over and said, "A few parents, the children will be handed over to us, and you can go to work on anything." ”

At the moment, there are only a few of them here.

Qin Yan didn't want to embarrass the teacher, glanced at the porridge, and saw that she was adapting quite well, and seemed to be very novel about the things around her, so she put her mind at ease and called her name.

Hearing the voice, Porridge Porridge ran over.

"Daddy."

Qin Yan looked at her and said, "Dad left first, I'll pick you up from work in the afternoon, if there is anything I can tell Director Zhou, that's your grandfather's friend." ”

"Okay." Congee nodded his head and waved his hand at them obediently, "Goodbye Dad, goodbye to uncle, goodbye to uncle and little uncle." ”

After speaking, he waved his hand at Anya again.

Qin Yan nodded, turned around and left, walked a few steps, and reluctantly turned back, but saw that Congee Congee had already run to the classroom to find someone to play, and he couldn't help crying and laughing for a while, and couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Little has no conscience".

Ye Lingfeng glanced at him, "I heard it, you scolded the porridge, I'll tell her later."

He looked like he had caught his pigtails, and Qin Yan was a little speechless when he saw it, and sneered: "Mr. Ye just take care of yourself." ”

With that, he strode away.

Ye Lingfeng snorted and followed.

At this moment, in the classroom, as soon as Congee Congee went back, she saw a man in a suit squatting on the ground, carefully wiping the table and chair next to her, wiping it three times, and then looked at the little boy on the side, "Little master, okay." ”

The little boy sat down, chin raised, and looked uneasy.

Porridge Dada ran back, looking directly at his tablemate.

The teacher thought she wanted to get to know him, and just as she was about to introduce her, she listened to Congee Congee's small mouth and said seriously: "You are sick." ”