I love you for a long time

Cong Huan shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it's because I'm beautiful, and the dean's mother doesn't want me! Actually, when I was nine years old, there was an Auntie Pei who had been supporting my studies very much and wanted to adopt me. , the dean's mother couldn't bear it, so she adopted me."

Lu Yi stared at Cong Huan's pretty face: "Such a beautiful person really wants to be kept by his side. No one adopted you before, and I thought you were too naughty and unlovable since you were young. But it turned out that the dean was reluctant."

"Who said I wasn't likable when I was young? I was more likable than most people in the orphanage. You don't know how much that Auntie Pei likes me. Ever since she saw me in a public welfare event in the orphanage, she has been on a regular basis. Donating to me is not only donating money for my study, but also donating a lot of delicious and fun things, which are only for me alone. Although I failed to claim me successfully, I still let me recognize her as a godmother, and we return letters every year Get in touch!"

"Oh, so many things have been donated, can you use them all by yourself?"

Cong Huan: "Uh... I'll share some with my friends in the orphanage."

How can she say that she really can't use it all up, so she secretly gave Fang Zhihao, a "savior", a lot of things to share. After all, most of the healthy children who are better off in orphanages are adopted, but because Fang Zhihao suffered from depression when he was young, he had a withdrawn personality. Weird, not attractive at all, no one would adopt him, so she would give Fang Zhihao a lot of the good things she got.

"Do you want me to accompany you to the orphanage this time?"

Cong Huan came back to his senses with an "ah": "No, no, I'll just go back by myself."

Lu Yi casually: "After all, I now know that the dean's mother is your mother in law. If we get married in the future, she will be my future mother-in-law. If she blames you for being indiscreet because of things on the Internet, of course I will be responsible for such things." It’s better for the man involved to accompany you to explain clearly.”

"No, no." Cong Huan hurriedly waved his hands: "We won't really get married, so how dare you bother me, besides, every time I go back, I have to travel with the dean's mother for a few days, and it's not convenient for you to follow us when you go."

……

Cong Huan insisted, and Lu Yi didn't push too much, so Cong Huan purchased a lot of gifts the next day and mailed them back to the orphanage, and then flew to the Guangcheng Orphanage by himself—the place where she grew up.

Taking a deep breath at the gate, Cong Huan still walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the security captain chilling standing there on duty, and Cong Huan greeted him with a smile: "Uncle Han, I'm back! Why are you standing guard in person again?"

Chill is in his forties, but because he insists on exercising all the year round, he looks only 37 and [-], with sharp edges and corners on both sides of the jaw, but the whole person looks like his name, unsmiling, cold and cold, children will see it He couldn't help shivering, he was a well-known humanoid deterrent in the orphanage, and naughty children would not dare to change and make trouble when they saw him.

When Han Zhan saw Cong Huan, there was no smile on his face, but he said indifferently: "Lead by example."

Cong Huan seemed to be used to the indifference of the chills, but he still said in a formulaic way: "Uncle Han is the security captain, and there are young security guards under him, let them exercise more, don't get tired!"

Chill: "I'm not tired. I'll take you to see the dean!"

Cong Huan nodded, smiled at the other young security guard who came out to be on duty, and followed Han Zhan inside.

Arriving outside the dean's office, Han Zhan knocked lightly on the door, but there was no sound from inside.

Han Zhan took a look at Cong Huan, pushed the door open and entered, but there was no one inside.

The smile on Cong Huan's face disappeared in an instant, looking at the chills.

Han Zhan sighed: "Let's go! The dean doesn't want to see you in the office, so I can only meet you there."

The orphanage actually occupies a large area. The director's office is located on the first floor, and the back door of the office can lead directly to the backyard of the orphanage.

There are dozens of acres of vegetable land in the backyard for the children of the orphanage to take labor classes. To put it bluntly, it means self-sufficiency. It can keep some orphans who don’t study well from being mischievous and spend their energy on growing vegetables, and it can also provide for the orphanage. Cut some grocery shopping costs.

After all, this is a private orphanage. Although the founder founded it out of the intention of doing public welfare at that time, with the increase in the number of orphanages, the daily expenses are also very large. It is not very realistic to raise a large sum of money.

Fortunately, the land in the south of Guangcheng had not been developed at that time, and the south of the orphanage was located in a relatively remote place. At that time, dozens of acres of land were bought without much money.Therefore, at least the children in the orphanage have average food and clothing expenses, but because of the land, they can often eat some fruits and vegetables grown by themselves.

After passing through a large variety of vegetable fields, there is a pine and bamboo forest. Because this is the income-generating area of ​​the orphanage, a lot of valuable Dendrobium candidum is planted in it, so it is surrounded by grids to prevent ignorant little ones from Orphans come in and wreak havoc.

And this pine and bamboo forest has also become a relative forbidden area of ​​the orphanage, only a few people such as the director and the security team can enter.

After walking into the pine and bamboo forest, the shivering stopped, and he turned around and told Cong Huan: "Your dean's mother is really angry this time, maybe...be patient then, don't argue with her."

Cong Huan nodded, with an unprecedented solemnity on his face.

After walking for another ten minutes, I came to a two-story building deep in the pine and bamboo forest.

This two-story small building is built in imitation of Chinese classical style. It is said to be a small building, but the area is not small. It stands in the pine and bamboo forest and is simple and magnificent. Being on the side of the room seems to make people feel relaxed.

But Cong Huan couldn't seem to relax at all. The moment he walked into the small courtyard, the two hands placed by his side involuntarily clenched into fists.

The chill stopped, looking at Cong Huan's hand, Cong Huan took a deep breath, and finally let go of his fist slowly.

Only then did Han Zhan walk to the door on the first floor, and knocked on the door: "Dean Ni, A Huan is back, I'll bring her to see you."

There was no response from the building, only the faint sound of guzheng coming from the second floor.

The chill seemed to be used to it, and without waiting for a response, he took Cong Huan upstairs.

The door of the piano room on the second floor is open, and the furnishings inside are still simple and grand. On the huge red sandalwood platform, there is an antique copper incense burner tripod. A pair of frosty hands who were playing the guzheng bypassed a woman in cheongsam with a calm expression who was playing the guzheng lightly.

The woman is wearing a champagne-colored cheongsam, which is embroidered with large black roses in the style of ink painting. The cheongsam is elegant and the roses are unrestrained. They were originally two extreme styles, but they were perfected by the kite-playing woman. Fusion, it seems that only this style is the most suitable for her.

Just like a woman's face, it is well maintained, her eyes are as deep as ink, as if it has gone through thousands of years of wind and frost, but her face is well maintained, cold and indifferent, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is around thirty.

Cong Huan took a deep breath, this face has been like this since she can remember, it is not an exaggeration to say that she has the skills of beauty, if ordinary women see this face, they will definitely want to chase and learn the art of beautification, but Cong Huan Seeing this face but wanting to escape...

However, she had to visit this woman every year.

After the woman in the cheongsam finished playing the guzheng, Cong Huan said, "Mother of the dean, I'm back!"