Arriving downstairs at her house, Bei Chenxiao was a little reluctant to leave, but his face was very calm and casual. He supported the car window with one hand and watched her go upstairs.
She walked halfway and suddenly turned around.
Bei Chenxiao straightened up in anticipation.
She looked at his bright eyes and then smiled, "Thank you."
Just a thank you!
Beichenxiao was very disappointed, but he still waved his hand and drove away in the car.
Wen Tong took out the key and opened the door. The lights in the living room were dimmed, and Lin Dong turned down the volume of the TV.
Obviously, Tintin fell asleep.
"There is rice in the pot." Lin Dong's voice could not detect any emotion or anger, but it obviously lacked the usual warmth, as if he was angry.
How could Wen Tong not hear it? She put on her slippers and walked over, sat next to him flatteringly, and massaged him diligently with her little hands.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Dong sighed, "Who sent you back just now?"
Wen Tong was stunned. Lin Dong must have seen something or misunderstood something.
"Brother, where are you thinking? Beichenxiao just sent me home on the way. We have nothing to do."
"Xiaotong, don't blame elder brother for being troublesome. You should stay as far away from a man like Beichen Xiao as possible. Their Beichen family has a great business, and he has a girlfriend. If you don't watch out for him, you will suffer a loss sooner or later."
"I understand, your sister is not a three-year-old child, she is just my boss."
"I hope you really regard him as your boss."
"I promise." Wen Tong raised her hand to swear.
Lin Dong shook his head and pressed her hand, "Forget it, just be sensible."
Lin Dong was full of words, but couldn't say a word.
He clearly knew that Beichen Xiao had a purpose for approaching Wen Tong again, but he could only give a sideways warning.
Wen Tong has forgotten that unbearable experience, and he doesn't want her to be troubled by the past again.
It's enough for her to be happy as she is now.
Wen Tong wanted to tell Lin Dong about the parent-teacher meeting, but she wanted to give Ding Ding a surprise, so she didn't say anything more.
Ding Ding had never been so happy and looking forward to the parent-teacher conference the next day.
He sat among a group of children, looking forward to it.
"Ting Ding, is your father really coming?" a child asked suspiciously.
"Of course, he promised me." Ding Ding raised her little head happily.
"Tintin has a father, you are not allowed to laugh at him anymore." Tintin's little fans stared angrily at the little boy.
The little boy immediately retracted his head.
Tintin sat there, like a little emperor in ancient times, surrounded by beautiful women.
It was so sunny outside that he felt that his mood was better than the weather.
The parents of the students arrived one after another. Everyone found their children and sat down in their seats.
Ding Ding stared at the door nervously. Every time a person came in, he would get excited. When he saw that the person was not his rental father, he would feel disappointed again.
Almost all the parents are here, but Ding Ding is still alone.
He lowered his head in annoyance and disappointment.
"Ding Ding, is your father not coming?"
"Ting Ding, you are a big liar."
"My father will come, don't talk nonsense." Ding Ding pouted his mouth angrily.
It made the parents around him laugh.
At this time, the sound of a car suddenly came from outside the gate.
Immediately afterwards, a black Maybach slowly stopped at the door.
Someone got out of the car and opened the door, and Beichenxiao walked out.
His arrival was like a beautiful scenery, his proud posture, luxurious clothes, and strong aura all showed the noble status of this man.
"Dad." Tintin cheered in surprise and ran towards him with small steps.
Beichen Xiao picked up Ding Ding. He didn't know why, but every time he saw this little guy, it always made him feel good.
Being nice to him seems to be a way to compensate for your childhood self.
Ding Ding hugged Bei Chenxiao's neck tightly while everyone looked at him with envy.
He secretly thought in his heart, how great it would be if Beichen Xiao was really his father.
At the same time, Wen Tong stopped a taxi on the side of the road.
She looked at the clock and saw that she would be late in five minutes. Damn it, the work at hand seemed never to be finished.
I originally wanted to give Ding Ding a surprise, but ended up being late.
I am so incompetent as a mother.
"Master, please drive faster." Wen Tong kept urging while looking at her watch.
The driver said in a good-natured manner: "Miss, you will be deducted six points for running a red light. If you are deducted twice, I will take the driver's license test again."
Wen Tong nodded to express his understanding, and did not urge her any more, but kept looking at the watch on her wrist.
At this time, the phone rang suddenly.
She picked up the answer and before she said hello, she heard Chen Sihan's crying voice, "Wen Tong, I'm done, I'm done... wuwu..."
Her mood was not quite right, and Wen Tong hurriedly sat up straight, "What happened, please tell me slowly."
"Have you been online today?"
"No."
"I'm waiting for you in the office. Come quickly. I'm done. I'm really done."
"Okay, I'll go back right away, don't go anywhere."
Wen Tong hung up the phone and quickly said to the driver, "Master, make a U-turn."
She looked out the window anxiously, and secretly apologized to Ding Ding in her heart. It seemed that she couldn't give him this surprise, but with Lin Dong here, Ding Ding shouldn't feel too lonely.
After the parent-teacher meeting, there is a parent-child activity, where parents and children perform together.
Every time Ding Ding had to perform and sing with Wen Tong, but this time Wen Tong didn't come, so he looked at Beichen Xiao expectantly.
Beichenxiao has never held a parent-teacher conference, so he doesn't understand the procedures.
Tintin climbed on his shoulder and attached his little mouth to his ear, "Uncle, can you play the piano?"
"I know a little bit."
"Let's play together."
The older one and the younger one sat side by side in front of the piano, looking at each other and smiling.
Tintin pressed the first button.
The beautiful movement slowly rises.
The two played a cheerful ballad. Following the rhythm of the music, their nimble fingers quickly slid across the keys, and their bodies swayed in beautiful arcs along with the music.
The cooperation between father and son is perfect. They grasp every beat and every pause just right.
The teachers, students and parents in the audience were mesmerized and completely immersed in the moving music.
On the last syllable, the father and son's hands slid across the keys at the same time, creating a gradually fading coda.
The lingering sound lingers.
Wow!
There was thunderous applause from the audience.
Ding Ding blushed and hugged Beichen Xiao. He was really happy.
Wen Ze stood outside the door, smiling at the big and small children in front of the piano. It seemed that he needed to remind the young minister whether he should test Tintin's DNA. No matter what, it was all his seed.
hey-hey.
Wen Tong hurried back to the office.
Chen Sihan was sitting on the sofa with a bunch of tissues thrown in front of him. His eyes were red and swollen. When he saw Wen Tong, he couldn't be happy. On the contrary, the tears that had just stopped were falling down again.