Since being adopted by the female president

Chapter 226
Zhang Fanruo looked at her suspiciously.

Today's Mo Wanggui had to guard against Qin Wantai's love of working hard, so when he was about to get in the car, he did not forget to send Qin Wantai a text message asking when she would be home.

"Go to other provinces, and you won't be back until the day after tomorrow. Stay at home and don't forget to return. Don't let her mess around. Call aunt if you have anything to do."

Seeing the reply, Zhang Fanruo felt relieved.

"Weak."

Next to him, Liu Zixuan was holding his schoolbag and his face was full of happiness: "Would you like to go to my house to play after dinner? My mother likes you very much too."

?

Zhang Fanwei raised his head in bewilderment.

He met Liu Zixuan's mother a few times, but the communication was limited to greetings. Could it be that he was too polite when he greeted, which increased Liu's mother's favorability?

"My mother said you were very cute."

Liu Zixuan looked at his side face enviously: "Then he won't let me eat so much, saying that when I lose weight, I will be like you, but I can't lose weight without eating."

"..."

Zhang Fanruo touched his handsome face melancholy, only Liu Zixuan was too real, otherwise this face would cause him so much trouble.

Xiaohong watched the exchange between the two.

The last two candied haws in her hand have been licking without eating. Seeing that the sugar coating was almost gone, she bit off one and said vaguely: "No, the dean said, Fanwei and Sister Ari This is all natural, and let us eat more, grow up quickly so that maybe we can look better."

Liu Zixuan was moved by the words and fell into deep thought.

Zhang Fanruo was hesitating to speak next to him, thinking that Liu Zixuan's nutrition was enough, and if he ate more, he would develop horizontally, but thinking of his love for food, he couldn't bear to persuade him.

"Fanwei, you can go to my house at night."

After a while Liu Zixuan blinked his shining eyes and looked at him: "When the time comes, you can persuade my mother not to sigh when I serve the meal."

"..."

Before Zhang Fanruo could refuse, the second uncle Liu Zixuan who was driving in front chuckled lightly, and said, "Zixuan, your parents are not at home today, if you want to invite your classmates, you have to go back to the second uncle's house."

"what?"

Liu Zixuan said with a confused face: "What's the matter with them? Mom didn't tell me when she sent me to school this morning."

"Don't worry, your parents will be back tomorrow."

"What did they do?"

"..."

Seeing that Liu Zixuan still wanted to ask, and he didn't know how to explain the world of the two of them to his children, he pulled Zhang Fanruo to change the subject: "Fanwei, do you want to go to your uncle's house with Zixuan Xiaohong at night, and I'll see you off tomorrow morning." You come to school."

This time Zhang Fanruo still didn't have time to refuse.

"Not so good."

Mo Wanggui, the co-pilot, said casually: "Fanwei is crazy at home, I'm afraid I'll drag them both into a row all night when I go to your house."

"No way?"

Uncle Liu's face was full of surprise: "Although I don't have much contact with Fanwei, he should be a very quiet kid."

After hearing this, Mo Wanggui looked like you didn't understand, sighed and shook his head: "He is more introverted outside, but at home he shows his ape-like appearance, he would rather jump around on the bed than sleep."

"..."

Zhang Fanruo has been patiently by the side.

Thinking that he, a child who looks the same on the inside and outside, has to accept this kind of slander, if he doesn't understand what Mo Wanggui thinks, he will have to go back.

Mo Wanggui in the front row cast his eyes behind.

Seeing Zhang Fanruo's expression as if he had eaten a fly, he smiled embarrassedly in his heart. After a two-day business trip, how could she allow Zhang Fanruo to go to someone else's house to play when she was ushering in a free life?

She has arranged every minute and every second of these two days.

Guaranteed that when the mother comes back, what she sees is a child who has been weather-beaten and whose soul has been squeezed dry by her.

At this moment, Liu Zixuan, who heard the conversation ahead, hesitated to speak.

Zhang Fanruo, Zhang Fanruo, I didn't expect you to be this kind of child when you came home. His respect was in vain, it really makes the child so...excited.

"Fanwei, let's go to my second uncle's house together..."

Liu Zixuan lowered his voice and said to him: "My second uncle used to like to play basketball. There are a lot of basketballs brought back from abroad at home, and there are many powerful things."

His language is a little lacking.

Zhang Fanruo still remained silent, it seemed that his image in the hearts of his friends had been ruined, and Bo Mo Wanggui had to take the blame for this.

Finally, the restaurant arrived.

This is a well-known Anhui cuisine restaurant in Luyang. It is famous for its authentic taste and good environment. A group of people entered the private room. After ordering the dishes, Zhang Fanruo blocked Mo Wanggui with the excuse of going to the bathroom.

"Did you come to the toilet too?"

Mo Wanggui, who had just come out of the sink, gave him a guilty look, and said, "Then go in quickly, I'll wait for you at the door, the sink is too high for you to reach, I'll hug you later."

"Do you think you did the right thing?"

Zhang Fanruo stood in front of her and looked at her condescendingly: "In front of my classmates and friends, you use that kind of description to slander me. What do my classmates think of me? How do my friends think of me? What if it spreads out? How can I take the class?"

"..."

Mo Wanggui crossed his hands down, lowered his head and silently listened to his reprimand, making the two of them reverse their identities in an instant.

"You can't keep messing around like this."

After training for a while, Zhang Fan calmed down a bit, and then said to her earnestly.

"I see."

Mo Wanggui, who was full of guilt, raised his face, and his tone was very sincere.

"Really?"

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her: "You promise me."

Mo Wanggui immediately raised a hand: "I promise that I will try my best not to make the same mistake again in the future."

"..."

Zhang Fanwei laughed angrily.

as far as possible?

Is this the legendary active admission of mistakes without repentance?He was holding back his efforts and was about to scold her bloody, when suddenly there was a chuckle from beside him.

The two turned their heads.

But he saw a little girl with dark blond hair walk over the two into the women's bathroom, leaving only two people in a daze.

"Teresa?"

Zhang Fanruo couldn't help but confirm to Mo Wanggui beside him.

"Ah."

Mo Wanggui hummed affirmatively, then lowered his head and sighed first, then looked at him dotingly with a smile on his face: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of embarrassment."

"..."

The problem is that he is afraid.

Zhang Fanruo sighed, then waved his hand, telling Mo Wanggui to go to the bathroom to go to the toilet himself, and when he came out, Teresa just came out, and the two stood in front of the sink, speechless for a while. Word.

"Is this how you get along with your sister?"

Because of the height of the sink, Teresa could only turn on the faucet and wash her hands by feeling, but she still turned her head and pointed at him, "I don't think you behaved like a sensible child at all." oh."

"I'm different from you."

Zhang Fanruo directly stated the difference between the two: "I won't lose my temper with adults for no reason, that's why my sister is willing to listen to my dissatisfaction."

"You speak as if emotions arise for no reason."

Teresa shook her blond hair and looked helpless: "Forget it, if I don't argue with you, there will never be a good result."

"You really shouldn't be talking about this."

Zhang Fanruo shook the water off his hand, then stopped his hand and asked her, "Are Mr. and Mrs. here too? I'll think about going over to say hello later."

"No wonder they like you so much."

Teresa clicked her tongue twice, and then said: "You can do whatever you want, this is your freedom, bye~"

She left a box room, said goodbye in Chinese, then turned and left gracefully.

Zhang Fanruo also walked in the direction he had come.

Mo Wanggui was waiting for him at the door. Seeing him coming, he came up and asked, "Have you greeted Teresa? Did she stab you with words?"

That's right,

In Mo Wanggui's eyes, Teresa is a thorn in the head, and her mother said that she is messing around like a child, so she should let Teresa be her daughter for a few days to torture her, so that she can realize her own good.

"I said hello."

Zhang Fanwei doesn't have much feeling for Teresa. He quite agrees with what Teresa said, and there are no emotions for no reason. Teresa's character is not born like this. I can only talk about parents and children. Half of the pot is half the pot, and it is wrong to blame only one side.

"She's actually much better now."

Zhang Fanwei's conscience drove him to defend Teresa, and then reasoned: "Madam Yi Na and the others are also here, you can take me to say hello later."

"okk!"

The two didn't go there right away, they first went into the box and waited for the dishes to be served, and then let everyone start to move, and after eating for a while, they took him and slipped out with an excuse.

After finding Teresa's box,

Zhang Fanwei knocked on the door, and soon someone opened the door. Mrs. Yi Na who opened the door was not surprised to see the two of them. I can't eat anything."

"Then we should have come earlier."

Zhang Fanruo is also used to the face-to-face ceremony now, so the face-to-face with Mrs. Ina is no longer uncomfortable, and he took the time to wave to Albert next to him.

"Sir, we are always so destined."

When it was Albert's turn, he also stretched out his hand and hugged him. He didn't let go of his hand immediately and patted him on the back: "I hope you like the gift I gave you."

"That watch? I like it very much."

Zhang Fanruo said half sincerely and half complaining: "But it's a pity that it may take more than ten years for me to wear it."

"Time doesn't make something lose its value."

Albert didn't explain the origin of the watch. After greeting the two and sitting down, he pointed to Mrs. Ina and Teresa beside him: "Look at them, they have gradually adapted to their current life."

"I think I'm doing pretty well."

Mrs. Ina picked up the chopsticks with a smile on her face, and her movements seemed to be very skillful, as did Teresa next to her. She was dealing with a piece of stinky bream at the moment, her brows were furrowed and loosened from time to time, it was hard to say whether she was happy or painful .

"We are slowly adapting to the national dish now."

Mrs. Ina's gaze also fell on the piece of stinky bream, with the same complicated expression: "This time we made a special trip to taste this dish, Albert said it was delicious and amazing, I tasted it, the taste is unbelievable To describe it, but if someone told me before that rancidity can also be equated with deliciousness, I would never believe it."

“This is the beauty of the national dish!”

Albert next to him emphasized: "They can always turn decay into miracles. The catering here is as extensive as their culture. There are countless delicacies from the famous to the unknown. This is something that our country does not have!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Fanruo solemnly: "When things in the factory are stable, I will obtain a chef certificate, and when I am done, I will invite your family to visit me, son, do you have confidence in me? ?”

"...Yes, and it's huge."

Zhang Fanruo didn't know why Albert was slowly turning into a middle blower, but it should be a good thing.

At this time, the piece of stinky bream was finally finished.

Mrs. Ina stroked Teresa's hair, and said with a bit of reproach in her tone, "Honey, you haven't said hello to your friends yet."

"Hello, sister."

Teresa raised her head and greeted Mo Wanggui in Chinese, her level was much higher than that at the beginning.

"What about Fanwei? You can't ignore him."

"We already said hello in the bathroom."

Seeing the eloquent Teresa, Mrs. Ina felt a little helpless, turned her head and complained to Zhang Fanruo: "I hope she won't become your trouble after we become neighbors."

Zhang Fanruo's heart skipped a beat: "Ma'am, is your house about to be renovated?"

"Don't call me madam."

Mrs. Ina grabbed his address, raised a finger and said, "You can call me Aunt Ina in the future, I heard from them that this will make the relationship closer."

"Okay...Aunt Ina."

"I feel better."

Mrs. Ina laughed happily, and then talked about the house he just mentioned: "It's almost ready, I've been busy with this for a while, and even Teresa didn't have the energy to take care of it, so I can only let her live in it from time to time. School."

Teresa looked indifferent.

In fact, she thinks that living in school is quite good. Although some classmates are annoying, as long as you ignore them, you can live a very free life. When you are at home, if you don't comb your hair neatly in the morning, if your mother catches you, you will be nagged for a long time.

"Girls should pay attention to their appearance outside."

"This will affect how others see you. Even if you don't care, you should still be responsible for yourself. A girl's youth is not as long as you think. When you are old, you should remember yourself as beautiful and elegant. Yes, at that moment you may still appear in the hearts of many men who recall their youth, can you accept that your hair is messed up in their memories?"

She can recite these words by heart.

Young man, living in other people's memories, who cares about these things... While Teresa was thinking silently, she subconsciously rolled her eyes, and at the same time, a question inadvertently popped up in her mind.

many, many years later,
Will he look back on this day?If yes, what kind of self appeared in his memory?Can he remember his face at this moment?Still can only recall a touch of dark golden hair.

think about it,

Teresa couldn't help touching her hair.

(End of this chapter)