The receptionist, who was about to leave work, saw Qiao Weidong and hurried over to ask:

"Sir, are you here to pick up your child?"

"No, I'm looking for your teacher Song."

"Oh, so are you the parent of Teacher Song's student?"

"I...I'm her husband."

When the receptionist heard this, she was obviously stunned.

Although everyone is talking about Song Qian's affairs, it involves other people's privacy after all.

She didn't know much, so she hesitated and said:

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"Please wait a moment. Teacher Song is teaching students now. I'll go and tell her."

"no problem."

After the receptionist explained something to Qiao Weidong, he walked into the classroom.

A few gossipy female colleagues heard that someone was looking for Teacher Song.

He also secretly went to the door to take a look, and after finding out that it was really Qiao Weidong, he couldn't help but gossip about them on his mobile phone.

The lady at the front desk knocked on the door lightly, and when she heard a "come in" from inside, she pushed the door open and walked in.

Song Qian raised her head, her eyes sharp as a torch:

"what's up?"

The lady at the front desk hesitated a little and coughed lightly, but still said: "Teacher Song, your ex-husband is here to see you."

Song Qian was shocked, but remained calm. She didn't expect that this guy would have the courage to come in.

"Where is he now?"

"He's in the rest area. Do you need me to tell him?"

Song Qian shook her head.

I glanced at a few students and found that they had finished tutoring. All I had to do next was wait for them to pack up and go home.

"Let him in."

"it is good."

The lady at the front desk nodded.

After a while, he brought Qiao Weidong to Song Qian's office.

She glanced at the two quiet people, then tactfully retreated and gently closed the door.

Only Song Qian and Qiao Weidong were left in the room, and the air seemed to be frozen.

Song Qian looked straight at him, her tone calm but with a hint of subtle nervousness:

"What are you doing here?"

Qiao Weidong was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

The words Jiang Han had just said to her seemed to echo in her ears.

Qiao Weidong took a deep breath, then mustered up the courage to say, "I...I miss you."

These words were like a stone dropped into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in Song Qian's heart. Her heartbeat suddenly quickened, as if it had been gently touched by something.

Song Qian looked at the man in front of her who seemed a little uneasy, and felt mixed emotions.

She has always been very eloquent, but now she doesn't know what to say.

After a long silence, Song Qian finally spoke, with a hint of inquiry in her tone:

"Who taught you that?"

“No one taught me.”

Qiao Weidong pursed his lips.

Song Qian raised her eyebrows.

Regardless of what he said, he simply reached out and said, "Give me the phone."

"what?"

Qiao Weidong was stunned for a moment.

"I said, give me your phone."

Song Qian repeated.

Although Qiao Weidong was a little puzzled, he still walked forward obediently and handed the phone to Song Qian.

Song Qian turned on the phone screen, entered her daughter's birthday and unlocked it successfully, then directly opened WeChat.

She found out that Qiao Weidong had indeed had a video call with his daughter, so she handed the phone to him and said with a hint of silence in her tone:

"You still say no one taught you? Did you come to me because of Yingzi and Jiang Han's advice?"

"no!"

Qiao Weidong had a serious expression and spoke in a firm tone.

"Really do not have?"

"I just had a casual chat with Yingzi."

"hehe."

Song Qian noticed that his eyes were wandering when he spoke, and it was obvious that he still couldn't change his habit of lying.

She smiled calmly and threw the phone to the other person.

Then he picked up his bag and walked outside.

When she reached the door, Song Qian glanced at Qiao Weidong who was still standing there motionless.

He said unhappily, "Are you planning to spend the night at the Peixin institution?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Weidong quickly put his phone into his pocket and obediently followed her out of the training institution.

The atmosphere in the elevator was a bit awkward.

"Where do you live?"

Song Qian was the first to break the silence.

"I live in my house."

"When did you come?"

"Half an hour ago."

"Heh, you come to see me so late at night, aren't you afraid that your yoga beauty will get jealous?"

"Beginning early."

Qiao Weidong's tone was sincere, with a hint of helplessness:

"I had a dream last night, and I dreamt about a lot of things from the past. When I woke up, I drove straight here in a fit of rage."

Song Qian didn't respond, but just stood quietly by the side, but her heart beat faster involuntarily.

Because she herself often has similar dreams.

Just as the two were lost in their thoughts, a gurgling sound suddenly came from the elevator.

Song Qian turned to look at Qiao Weidong and asked in a slightly speechless tone:

"You didn't eat dinner?"

Qiao Weidong shook his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"I didn't eat lunch either."

Song Qian couldn't help but rolled her eyes, with a reproachful tone:

"Qiao Weidong, how old are you? Why can't you even eat lunch?"

-………………

at the same time.

Jiang Han drove Qiao Yingzi back to Shuxiang Yayuan.

"The video is finished, where's the reward brother wanted?"

"I...I have a stomachache and need to go home to the bathroom."

"It's okay. There's a park nearby. Let's go to the public restroom there."

"No."

Qiao Yingzi pouted and explained in a weak tone, "I still want to ask my dad if he has seen my mom."

"Can't you ask me tomorrow morning?"

""

Seeing Qiao Yingzi's resolute attitude, Jiang Han stopped trying to persuade her. The carriage was silent for two minutes.

Seeing Jiang Han remained silent, Qiao Yingzi thought he was angry. She reached out and gently tugged at his sleeve, whispering, "How about tomorrow night?"

"What tomorrow night?"

"Tomorrow night...I'll give you a reward."

Hearing what the little girl said, Jiang Han couldn't help laughing.

"it is good."

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1. The old man is so handsome

162: Sang Yan: If you don’t abandon me, I will be your adoptive father!

162: Sang Yan: If you don't abandon me, I will be your adoptive father!

Jiang Han drove the car to the community parking garage in a happy mood.

I happened to meet Sang Yan and Wen Yifan coming back from outside.

After the four of them chatted for a few minutes downstairs, Wen Yifan and Qiao Yingzi went home.

Sang Yan took out a box of chewing gum from his pocket, put it in his mouth and started chewing.

Then he handed another piece to Jiang Han and asked casually, "Hey kid, why do these little girls follow you around every day?"

"He's handsome."

"Go away. Let me ask you a question. How long have you and Xu Hongdou been holding hands?"

"We held hands the second time we met. Is there a problem?"

"Fuck, how did you do that?"

“Personal charm.”

Hearing Sang Yan's words, Jiang Han looked at Sang Yan with a smile and teased, "Why? You wanted to hold Wen Yifan's hand, but she rejected you?"

"I haven't tried it yet."

Jiang Han smiled, his tone somewhat teasing.

"Wen Yifan is much smarter than you. If you try to play tricks, she will see through it at a glance.

So, you have to find the right opportunity to hold her hand directly.

If she directly shakes off your hand, it means that you are not yet ready. If she just pulls it back shyly, she is not rejecting you, she is just embarrassed.

At this point, you can hold her hand with a little more force, but just hold it openly."

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