Gu Yujie's former teacher was about to return to work after taking maternity leave, so Lu Yaoyao prepared a small gift for Gu Yujie to take to the teacher.
"Mom, can I have one more for Teacher Cube?"
"Teacher Fangtang?" Lu Yaoyao looked at Xu Zefang without knowing why.
Xu Zefang coughed slightly with some guilt and replied: "I taught them a class for a day before."
Gu Ruandong, who was handling official business at the side, glanced at him coldly. Gu Ruandong knew him too well, and he knew from his tone that it was not that simple.
Seeing this, Xu Zefang immediately recruited him: "Her new teacher had little teaching experience. On the first day, she gave little Gulu a nosebleed, so I called the police. After that, their school probably felt that she was not qualified and sent her to the school."
Dismissed."
When Lu Yaoyao heard this, he asked, "Aren't you putting pressure on the school?"
"Sister-in-law, you have wronged me."
When Gu Yujie heard from the side that Teacher Fang Tang would not come back, his eyes turned red: "Bad guy Dafang, I like Teacher Fang Tang, and I want Teacher Fang Tang to come back."
Although Fang Tang only had Gu Yujie for one day, it was impossible to say how deep the relationship was. It was just that Gu Yujie was at school and vaguely knew that Teacher Fang Tang left because of him. Many children said so.
Gu Yujie did not dare to make a fuss in front of Gu Ruandong, but when he cried, Lu Yaoyao felt distressed and glanced at Gu Ruandong.
Gu Ruandong had no choice but to put down his official duties and said to Xu Zefang: "How did you drive that teacher away? How did you invite me back?"
My wife is the oldest, she just looks at her and she has to do what she is told.
Xu Zefang was miserable. It was difficult to say that Fang Tang was now working as a hostess in their club. Although the club was strictly controlled, she was just a hostess and there would be no additional transactions. After all, she would go to a kindergarten to be a teacher or take care of little Gulu.
None of them are suitable.
When he was worried about how to explain, he heard a call from someone from the club saying that there was a car parked outside the club, and there was something unusual about it, so he hurried over.
Every time Fang Tang saw him, nothing happened. Her scalp was pulled and hurt. Fortunately, after she hissed, Xu Zefang let go of her hand and just asked angrily what the people outside had to do with her.
"I don't know him," she replied. If he knew she was a debt collector, her job might not be guaranteed.
Xu Zefang raised his hand and wanted to strangle her to death, but seeing her pale face and thinking of little Gulu, he reached out and pinched her cheeks instead.
Her face was small, and his thumb just sunk into her dimple. The other four fingers were on the other side of the face. With a little force, her face deformed in his hand. "Try to play with me, you are still a little tender."
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At the same time as they were talking, at the end of the corridor, several tall men in black walked towards them carrying the two debt collectors.
The debt collectors who usually looked fierce in front of her were like a cat seeing a mouse. Although they were shouting and yelling, they had no momentum at all. Especially when they were brought to Xu Zefang, Xu Zefang's figure crushed them half.
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Before this, in Fang Tang's heart, Xu Zefang was as hateful and disgusting as these debt collectors. But at this moment, in comparison, Xu Zefang looked more human-like and dog-like, and she clearly realized that,
The dilemma she faced, only Xu Zefang could help her.
When the debt collector raised his head and glared at her, she turned sideways behind Xu Zefang, and gently grabbed the hem of Xu Zefang's black leather coat with her hand. This was her gesture of goodwill or request.
Xu Zefang naturally understood. He lowered his head and saw her slender fingers grasping the hem of his clothes, looking very dependent on him. It was rare for this woman to surrender, and he felt an inexplicable feeling of relief.
He lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. He didn't say a word, but flicked the cigarette butt. The ash and sparks flicked into the faces of the two people opposite him.