The boss’s deskmate is super sweet
Chapter 429 Let’s hold a parent-teacher meeting for this kid like you.
Chapter 429 Let’s hold a parent-teacher meeting for this kid like you.
She put her arms on the front of his chest: "...I didn't think about anything. It's just the parent-teacher conference the day after tomorrow. I'm a little confused."
Lu Chi raised an eyebrow: "At the parent-teacher conference, what are you struggling with?"
"...My parents may not be able to come to hold a parent-teacher meeting for me." Qin Chuqing looked up at him and sighed softly in her heart.
Lu Chi nodded clearly, rubbed her hair softly with his big palm a few times, and comforted: "If you are worried about Lao Li, it's okay. No one came to my parent-teacher conferences before, Lao Li I won’t say anything.”
He paused, then suddenly chuckled, his voice was low and deep, with a slightly seductive flavor.
"Moreover--"
"You're not my child? Just think that I'm going to hold a parent-teacher conference for you."
Qin Chuqing burst out laughing. She pursed her thin pink lips, and her mood immediately improved a lot after being amused by him: "Okay, then I will reluctantly go to the parent-teacher meeting for you as a kid."
In fact, she wanted to continue asking why no one came to Lu Chi's parent-teacher conferences for so many years.
But she was really embarrassed to ask specifically about such a question involving personal privacy.
So Qin Chuqing struggled for a long time. She just briefly chatted with him about a few small topics, but didn't ask a word about his family situation.
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Parent meeting day.
No. [-] Middle School cleaned the entire campus again, and even decorated the school's small auditorium and the entrances to each classroom.
When Qin Chuqing came to school, she was stunned by the bright red and green colors.
Jiang Zhuoying, on the other hand, had a calm expression on her face and patted the girl's thin shoulder earnestly: "Sunny baby, don't doubt it, let alone question it. This is the aesthetic of our school."
After saying that, she smiled deliberately and touched her shoulder: "How is it? Is it beautiful?"
Qin Chuqing swallowed hard and echoed: "...Beautiful, this is so beautiful."
When the two of them walked into the classroom, most of the classroom was already occupied.
Lao Li was standing on the front podium, happily chatting with the parents who came to inquire about their children's learning problems.
Jiang Zhuoying's mother also came over, sitting on her seat, chatting with Song Shizhang's mother.
Both of them looked like ladies.
Qin Chuqing stared at the two of them in a trance, and realized in a daze that it was not polite to keep staring at others.
However, she suddenly recalled Ning Qiuya's outfit just now.
She seems to have always been wearing suit pants or suit skirts, or very smart and temperamental women's clothing. At first glance, she looks like a strong woman, not a wealthy wife like everyone else.
She puffed up her cheeks, and while she was thinking about these things, Lu Chi and Song Shizhang walked in.
Song Shizhang's mother directly called Song Shizhang over and taught him a lesson in a low voice.
Lu Chi, on the other hand, put it in his pocket with one hand and walked straight to Qin Chuqing's side.
Of the whole class, they were probably the only two people who did not bring a shorter bench, but sat directly on their original seats with great fanfare.
Lao Li just finished talking to several parents and his mouth was very dry, so he unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of warm chrysanthemum tea.
However, as soon as he put the tea cups away, he noticed the two people in the last row.
Lao Li took a deep breath and walked directly towards them, his face looking a little serious.
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She put her arms on the front of his chest: "...I didn't think about anything. It's just the parent-teacher conference the day after tomorrow. I'm a little confused."
Lu Chi raised an eyebrow: "At the parent-teacher conference, what are you struggling with?"
"...My parents may not be able to come to hold a parent-teacher meeting for me." Qin Chuqing looked up at him and sighed softly in her heart.
Lu Chi nodded clearly, rubbed her hair softly with his big palm a few times, and comforted: "If you are worried about Lao Li, it's okay. No one came to my parent-teacher conferences before, Lao Li I won’t say anything.”
He paused, then suddenly chuckled, his voice was low and deep, with a slightly seductive flavor.
"Moreover--"
"You're not my child? Just think that I'm going to hold a parent-teacher conference for you."
Qin Chuqing burst out laughing. She pursed her thin pink lips, and her mood immediately improved a lot after being amused by him: "Okay, then I will reluctantly go to the parent-teacher meeting for you as a kid."
In fact, she wanted to continue asking why no one came to Lu Chi's parent-teacher conferences for so many years.
But she was really embarrassed to ask specifically about such a question involving personal privacy.
So Qin Chuqing struggled for a long time. She just briefly chatted with him about a few small topics, but didn't ask a word about his family situation.
-
Parent meeting day.
No. [-] Middle School cleaned the entire campus again, and even decorated the school's small auditorium and the entrances to each classroom.
When Qin Chuqing came to school, she was stunned by the bright red and green colors.
Jiang Zhuoying, on the other hand, had a calm expression on her face and patted the girl's thin shoulder earnestly: "Sunny baby, don't doubt it, let alone question it. This is the aesthetic of our school."
After saying that, she smiled deliberately and touched her shoulder: "How is it? Is it beautiful?"
Qin Chuqing swallowed hard and echoed: "...Beautiful, this is so beautiful."
When the two of them walked into the classroom, most of the classroom was already occupied.
Lao Li was standing on the front podium, happily chatting with the parents who came to inquire about their children's learning problems.
Jiang Zhuoying's mother also came over, sitting on her seat, chatting with Song Shizhang's mother.
Both of them looked like ladies.
Qin Chuqing stared at the two of them in a trance, and realized in a daze that it was not polite to keep staring at others.
However, she suddenly recalled Ning Qiuya's outfit just now.
She seems to have always been wearing suit pants or suit skirts, or very smart and temperamental women's clothing. At first glance, she looks like a strong woman, not a wealthy wife like everyone else.
She puffed up her cheeks, and while she was thinking about these things, Lu Chi and Song Shizhang walked in.
Song Shizhang's mother directly called Song Shizhang over and taught him a lesson in a low voice.
Lu Chi, on the other hand, put it in his pocket with one hand and walked straight to Qin Chuqing's side.
Of the whole class, they were probably the only two people who did not bring a shorter bench, but sat directly on their original seats with great fanfare.
Lao Li just finished talking to several parents and his mouth was very dry, so he unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of warm chrysanthemum tea.
However, as soon as he put the tea cups away, he noticed the two people in the last row.
Lao Li took a deep breath and walked directly towards them, his face looking a little serious.
(End of this chapter)
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