Zhuo Jian was speechless at his point of view, thinking that if he agreed to join, the teacher would treat his son differently, although the teacher would still take good care of him even if he didn't join.
Her previous fantasy was that if her son's school needed her help in the future, she would definitely cooperate as much as possible, as a mother should do.
But judging from what just happened, if her relationship with Fu Yanye had always been so stable, then she probably wouldn't have to worry about it.
Because it's not necessary.
After all, with Boss Fu's worth, no school would treat her son badly.
After all, Boss Fu can’t afford to offend anyone.
Unless you meet the upright principal.
Zhuo Jian glanced at her son again and thought, this kid will probably not cause trouble when he grows up. He should be a very sensible type.
Children who study well are generally better behaved?
She couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at the driver in front of her again. Well, such a living example is here, why should you be good or not? Just don't cause trouble.
"By the way, if you must let one person go, you can let mom go."
Fu Yanye suddenly said something.
Zhuo Jian asked: "Is this appropriate?"
"She must be active in matters related to her grandson."
Fu Yanye explained again.
Of course Zhuo Jian knew that Wang Yue loved his grandson, hey.
So when Fu Yanye returned home, he called Wang Yue on the phone. As expected, Wang Yue agreed immediately.
And immediately went to the aunt: "Please take out the new clothes I bought a few days ago and iron them. I will wear them to attend the Family Committee activities tomorrow."
"Parent committee? Can grandparents participate in this kind of event?"
The aunt remembered that in her own family, she was not allowed to attend other schools, only her parents could go.
"Why not? Jian Jian is young and doesn't know how to deal with things. It's best for me to go."
Wang Yue thought about her son saying that she was smarter than Zhuo Jian, and immediately straightened her back.
On the other side, Zhuo Jian went to squeeze a glass of orange juice for Chengcheng, gave Chengcheng a drink, and then went to find him, "Have you really agreed with Mom?"
"Um."
"If Mom makes things difficult for you in the future, she will put the blame on me."
Fu Yanye agreed, put away his phone and walked towards her.
Zhuo Jian listened to him speak, watched him approach, and then thought about today's video time, feeling a little sweet in her heart.
I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel a little squeamish.
But then I thought again and just confirmed with him, "Then if I do this in the future, don't blame me."
"No wonder."
Fu Yanye said, gently holding her arms with both hands.
Chengcheng was holding orange juice and drinking it. After searching for a while, he finally found where his parents were and couldn't help but keep looking straight at them.
Fu Yanye stood at the window, as if he wanted to hug Zhuo Jian, but he didn't.
Chengcheng couldn't help but think to herself, what are mom and dad doing?
Do you want to kiss?
He couldn't see his father's expression, so he moved to the side, ah, he saw it.
Fu Yanye looked at her with his deep black eyes, saw her blushing, and asked her, "How many years have we known each other?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him doubtfully.
"You still love to blush so much."
Fu Yanye said, gently touching her face with one hand.
"..."
Zhuo Jian wanted to hide away in embarrassment, but immediately, he held her face with his other hand.
Zhuo Jian looked at him eagerly. If she didn't know what he wanted to do at this moment, then it would be a waste of time for her to know him all these years.
Her lips moved unconsciously, and then she raised her hand to hold his wrist.
Well, he held her face very gently, but she held his wrist and tried to push him away?
Oh, it's just a dream.
"Zhuo Jian."
"Um?"
He suddenly lowered his head and came to her eyes...
