When I woke up at night, it was exactly 6:30 a.m.

Since having children, she has completely quit lying in bed, waking up at this time 365 days a year.

Changing into clothes to go out, she came out of the room, and when she passed by the guest room, she saw that the door was closed, she thought that Huo Liting was still sleeping, but when she walked to the door, she found that the place where he put his shoes had been replaced by a pair of men's slippers.

"Leaving so early?"

Jingwanwan muttered to herself, but she didn't care, so she turned around and went into the kitchen to make breakfast for the children.

The time in the morning is always the most hurried, but fortunately, the two Meng Bao are very sensible, and they get up and wash up when the alarm clock rings, and they eat breakfast obediently, so they save a lot of trouble late at night.

After sending the cute babies to the school bus waiting at the entrance of the community, Jing Wanwan went to the studio two streets next to him to teach.

Because she decided to return to China temporarily, she didn't plan to stay for a long time at first, so she found a part-time job nearby. job, now that I have signed a one-year marriage contract, I have to redo my plans tonight.

She has been working as a designer in a foreign jewelry company before, and several large companies in Mexico have also issued olive branches to her, but now that the recruitment period has passed, it is not easy to find the company she wants.

"Teacher Jing, you're here!"

Several parents of students who were waiting on the seats outside the classroom door greeted Jingwanwan when they saw Jingwanwan walking in.

There are also a few familiar ones, who live in the same community as her, and usually have a good relationship, but the eyes of Jingwan are a little weird today.

Jing Wanwan didn't care, and entered the classroom with lesson plans and teaching aids, the students were all art candidates in the neighborhood, and there were a few adults who liked to draw.

At the end of a class, Jing Wanwan spent a little time explaining the details to a few art candidates, and when she walked out of the classroom, she saw a figure that should not have appeared here.

Aunt Yin?!

I have to say that seeing Yin's mother in the studio made Jingwanwan's back cool, as if a cold wind from an air conditioner was hitting her back.

The look in Yin's mother when she saw her at the moment was also ill-intentioned, with mockery and a sneer of schadenfreude.

But the direction of the teacher's lounge must pass through them.

Jingwanwan took a deep breath and walked over with a hard head. When passing by Yin's mother and several parents in the community, she nodded kindly.

But before she could completely pass through them, Yin Mu's weird voice came.

"Oh, you've all heard? A certain female teacher in this studio turned out to be someone else's mistress outside! ”

What?!

Jingwan had to stop.

Yin's mother's voice naturally attracted the attention of other students, parents, and teachers.

Jing Wanwan turned around with a serious face, "Aunt Yin, if it's for yesterday's incident, there's no need to frame me, right?" ”

Yin's mother sneered, "I haven't named my name yet, and a certain teacher can't help but take a seat?" Ouch, what's so embarrassing about that! Since you have done such a shameless thing, don't be afraid of others saying a few unpleasant gossip! ”

The parents of the students next to them were a little polite, but they also had the curiosity of gossip, and then asked Jing Wanwan:

"Teacher Jing, the man who went back with you last night is really the boss who supported you?"

"Looking as handsome as a movie star, are you secretly married?"

"That's it, Sister Yin, is there a mistake, Mr. Jing, you don't look like you're being fostered......"

Jingwan from the dress to the means of travel, where does he look like a rich man, if you want to say that you pretend to cover up your identity, then what is the picture of being raised?

When Mother Yin heard the doubts of others, she was immediately unhappy.

She didn't grab the food today, and made a big trip to come over, just to make Jingwan ugly, watch her jokes, and avenge the revenge that made her apologize last night.

"That's not right!"

Mother Yin immediately grabbed the conversation, smiled at the wrinkles of her eyes and said: "The house where Teacher Jing lives, although it is an old community in our Mocheng, it costs millions to buy a set, do you think she is a person who has the money to buy a house?" I've inquired, and the registered owner of this house was changed to her three months ago, so who paid for the house? ”

"If you buy a house, you can't prove that you are being fostered, right?" A female teacher next to her who couldn't stand it spoke up.

Yin Mu rolled her eyes at the voice, "Protecting Teacher Jing so much?" Are you all the way? Mr. Jing has lived in our community for more than three months, and that man has never appeared, will this happen to serious couples, do you think there is a problem? ”

The onlookers all looked at Jingwanwan, a couple who hadn't seen each other for so long, it was indeed too rare.

"What qualifications does such a teacher have to teach and educate people? Do you really feel free to put your child in the hands of a shameless second wife? Aren't you afraid of being spoiled by her? ”

The more questioning the eyes, the more excited Yin's mother said, and the more smug she became.

Jingwan looked around, such a scene, such curious or questioning eyes, she didn't know how many times she had seen it since she was a child.

She has cried, struggled, and compromised, and until today, after shedding countless layers of skin, she has cultivated a copper skin and iron bones.

Moreover, Yin's mother's tricks are really too vulnerable.

"Aunt Yin, are you angry?" Jing Wanwan suddenly smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, her arms were folded in front of her chest, and she looked like she could no longer bear it.

Mother Yin was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Jing Wanwan asked, "I, why am I angry?" ”