Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Shaohua squinted her eyes, and also looked at Sister Aying.

Sister Ah Ying's expression... um... is a bit like she is suffering from lovesickness.

But probably not, Sister Ah Ying loves Brother Ling Feng very much, how could it be possible for Hong Xing to have an affair?

She continued to comfort Lingxi, saying: "Your father is a bit fierce, but he is very gentle in his heart, and your father is so good, it is impossible for mother to fall in love with other uncles, so don't worry."

Xiao Lingxi nodded, her eyes were red: "They better stop messing around, or I won't follow anyone, I'll be Auntie Ruomu's daughter!"

Looking at Xiao Lingxi's appearance, Shaohua felt distressed and wanted to laugh.

Who says children don't understand anything, in fact they can clearly see everything.

However, there should not be many little girls who can be as calm as Xiao Lingxi.

Shaohua said to Xiao Lingxi: "You might as well come to find aunt, I just want a daughter like you, and our Xiao Che also likes to play with you, if he knows that you have become my daughter, he will definitely be the happiest."

Xiao Lingxi seemed to really think about it, "It's fine, anyway, if they get divorced, I don't want them!"

Shaohua patted Lingxi on the back, "No, turn around and ask aunt what's going on."

"Yes! Thank you, Aunt Shaohua!"

"Okay, sit back quickly, your mother is in a bad mood, you can talk to her."

Xiao Lingxi returned to her seat.

I grabbed a handful of peanuts in my hand, all of which had their peanut coats removed, then opened my mother's fingers and put the peanuts into my mother's palm.

Sister Ah Ying smiled and smoothed her daughter's hair.

Shaohua suddenly thought, in fact, even if the two really wanted to divorce, in order not to make this little girl sad, they would probably be reluctant to leave.

Thinking of this, she was startled suddenly. Could it be that she has really reached this level?

……

After that, the meal was officially opened, and the meals were served one after another.

The table that Shaohua was sitting at was not full, it was all faculty and staff from some schools, and it seemed that there were also Jiuyao's former teachers.

The topics everyone talked about were either humanities and history or philosophy and art. There were not too many philistine and vulgar comparisons. Although it was a bit sour, it was still humorous.

Shaohua likes this kind of atmosphere very much, it feels very pure, and gradually, the depressed and melancholy heart calms down.

But then an uninvited guest came and disturbed her mood.

Her ex-boyfriend, Zeng Fan, came over with his wine glass and tableware, and jokingly said to the other teachers that Director Wang toasted to his table and took his seat away, so he had nowhere to go, so he had to come This begs to be taken in.

Then he sat on the vacant seat next to Shaohua.

After he sat down, he nodded to Shaohua, as if it was just out of basic politeness, and there was no inappropriate words or deeds.

Shaohua also nodded at him, and then continued to eat.

But for some reason, as soon as Zeng Fan sat here, Shaohua felt like a light was on her back, and she always felt that someone was staring at her.

She couldn't help but glanced around, everyone was talking with the people around them, and no one paid attention to her.

Withdrawing his eyes, he probably didn't dare to sit with Zeng Fan in an open and above board before, for fear of being seen through. Now that he has graduated, he still has psychological shadows.

After drinking for three rounds, an old professor with a breezy personality and grandma's generation asked Shaohua, "By the way, is Shaohua married?"

Shaohua shook his head: "Not yet."

Zeng Fan held the hand of the cup, paused slightly, and turned to look at the girl beside him.