"Although it is the fault of a godfather to raise a child, it does not necessarily mean that good bamboo will produce bad bamboo shoots. Mr. Chen, I understand you very much. Don't be too sad."
Manshu looked sincere, as if he was comforting Mr. Chen.
Zhu Kuangsheng couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Yes, we all understand Lao Chen. It is really not easy to raise such a daughter."
"However, this apology cannot be ignored." Zhu Lao patted his young apprentice on the shoulder, "You have already said that it is the fault of a godfather. Lao Chen must bear part of the responsibility."
Chen Songling opened his mouth: "..." He smelled a conspiracy.
This Zhu Kuangsheng was as merciless as ever in his speech.
"I'll ask Rang to send it to Manshu later. I heard that you and Xiaoran are in the same class, right? Are you at the same table as our little...a distant relative?" Chen Songling agreed to apologize and changed the subject at the right time.
Manshu remembered that Chen Ran had helped her and that Chen Yuting was still friends with her. She didn't want to embarrass Mrs. Chen, so she followed his words and said, "Yes, we are all classmates."
"Chen Ran is a boy. If you need help at school, just ask him. Where is Chen Yuting? Has he caused you any trouble?"
Manshu shook his head: "No, Chen Yuting is quite quiet." He slept in every class.
"Okay, why are you trying to get close to my little apprentice?" Seeing Chen Songling still chatting with Manshu, Mr. Zhu simply separated the two of them roughly.
Manshu became Zhu Lao's young apprentice, and he was accepted as an exception after Yan Zhan.
Yan Zhan, who was originally Zhu Lao's most valued person, not only was not dissatisfied with Manshu, but also took care of her in everything, which shows that the senior brother and sister get along very well.
This made many people who had wanted to join Zhu Lao's disciples dissatisfied.
Among them was Miss Cao.
She had no idea that Manshu had this level of identity.
She was dissatisfied, and she brought out this emotion when her grandfather took her to wish her birthday in person.
After the elders exchanged greetings, Cao Yuqing glanced at Manshu, who was following Mr. Zhu and Yan Zhan, and asked: "Mr. Zhu, you publicly said before that you would no longer accept disciples. Mr. Yan is your closed disciple. What now?
Have you changed your mind again?"
Zhu Kuangsheng looked at Cao Yuqing, his eyes gentle but filled with invisible pressure.
Cao Yuqing scratched her neck and her palms became sweaty.
She regretted that she was too impulsive.
Especially when she discovered that Yan Zhan was also looking at her, Cao Yuqing was so nervous that her throat became stiff.
When he looks at me like this, is he starting to pay attention to me?
Is he also dissatisfied with Yan Manshu, a little dragster?
Cao Yuqing made random guesses in her mind, but Manshu was heartless, with no expression on her face, but there was a gleam of watching a good show in her eyes.
Commonly known as: gloating over misfortune.
Yes, the master made an exception and accepted a disciple again. The outside world must be very curious about her. I am afraid that Cao Yuqing is not the first one to want to ask questions in person.
It's just that she is more courageous.
As for where her courage comes from.
Manshu glanced at Yan Zhan, who was as steady as a mountain next to him, and sighed: With the good looks of his third uncle, is it not an exaggeration to say that blue faces are a disaster?
I just don't know how they will feel when they find out that she is Yan Zhan's niece.
I wish I had guessed someone would ask.
He looked at Cao Yuqing leisurely: "There is no special reason, the little girl is my favorite."
In one sentence, all the unwillingness behind Cao Yuqing was blocked.
If she continues to ask, she will be ignorant.
Why don't we accept you? You don't suit the old man's eyes!