With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

Song Xingji was so frightened that his body froze, and he turned his head numbly.

The moonlight shone in from the doorway, reflecting the appearance of the figure in the darkness.

Song Xingji patted his heart in shock: "Brother, people are scary!"

Song Xingqing leaned back on the sofa, raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes in the dark, with a wise and steady light, asked him: "Is it Lu Ci?"

He had doubted and denied it before.

just now.

He can be sure.

The Lu Ci that Song Yu knew was the sole heir of the super wealthy Lu family!

As for talking about driving a big car and making videos, the young master is in a good mood and can play whatever he wants, can others control it?

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Song Xingji looked at him in a daze.

Looking at him, Song Xingqing knew that he didn't know anything, so he gave him a disgusted look and said, "It's nothing."

Song Ze's ability to enter Weiyan International Kindergarten must be operated by Lu Ci.

"Oh!" Song Xingji replied indifferently, he didn't care about this at all, and he had to go upstairs to get things, so he went upstairs.

Song Xingqing looked at his back, shook his head, and sighed helplessly.

What can you expect from him?

Usually he is the only one who spends the longest time with Song Yu, but in the end, he still acts like an idiot and doesn't know anything.

Early the next morning.

Song Xingji rushed to make an announcement again. A film director with a good relationship asked him to play a cameo role and flew to the desert.

Song Ningsheng has been calling him several times a day for the past few days, and finally contacted him once to ask Song Ze about going to kindergarten, and the answer he got almost made him vomit blood.

Song Xingji said indifferently: "Song Yu said that a friend of hers helped Song Ze get the quota."

Song Ningsheng: "What friend, what's your name?"

"How do I know, Dad, if you want to know, you can ask yourself." Song Xingji became impatient, and when he spoke again, the signal was intermittent: "The signal here is not good, I can't hear clearly, hang up."

The voice just fell.

Automatically disconnected.

When Song Ningsheng called him again, he couldn't get through.

Angrily, he threw his phone on the sofa, gritted his molars and said angrily, "You bastard!"

He asks?

Is he shameless?

When he passed by, all he got was her indifference, at most he could tell him: friends help.

He could even imagine how her beautiful phoenix eyes looked at him indifferently and perversely.

Song Ningsheng and Lin Shuangluo felt itchy every day because of Song Ze's matter, and wanted to know how she sent Song Ze in, but no one was willing to ask her.

Song Yu has been free for the past two days. He picks up his son to and from school on time every day, and after returning home, he spends time in the laboratory researching prescriptions and developing new medicines.

Friday.

Song Yu went to the Imperial Hospital to perform the scheduled operation on Lin Liang.

The task of taking Song Ze to and from school was handed over to Lu Ci.

It has been raining since morning.

The menacing torrential rain caused roads to accumulate water, and public transportation such as subways and buses were temporarily suspended.

Noon.

The teacher of Weiyan International Kindergarten called the parents and told them that they could take the children home.

The children in the classroom, one, two, three, were quickly picked up by their parents.

At last.

Song Ze was the only one left in the classroom waiting, looking worriedly at the heavy rain outside the window.

Today is the death day of Fu Xun's parents. He went to worship with Grandpa Fu and Uncle Fu. He was going to the mountains, where flash floods and mudslides are prone to occur. I don't know if there will be any accidents.

The new homeroom teacher, Mr. Liang, was accompanying him, looking at his frowning brows, and comforted him gently: "Don't worry, Zebao, your father said that he will be here to pick you up in about half an hour."

Song Ze was thinking about other things, and didn't care about the teacher's name. He nodded his head, and the phone and watch rang.

Lu Ci's voice came: "Zebao, 10 minutes, I'll be at the kindergarten in 10 minutes, don't worry!"

Song Ze's spirit improved a bit. After hanging up the phone, he looked at the teacher and said, "Mr. Liang, can I go to the security booth and wait?"

"Okay, teacher will accompany you." Teacher Liang watched the little guy pack his schoolbag, carried the small schoolbag on his back, and led him to the security booth.

outside.

The rain has lessened and the line of sight is much clearer.

Lin Shuangluo and her sister group made an appointment to go to a beauty parlor for a spa. After the spa, it happened that they could have an afternoon tea together, but suddenly there was a heavy rainstorm.

If the torrential rain continues, it is very likely to turn into a flood.

They didn't even drink their afternoon tea, so they went home quickly.

It was Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Chen who rubbed against her car, watching the rain outside the window and expressing their opinions.

talking.

Mrs. Ye suddenly pointed out the window and said in surprise: "Mrs. Song, look over there, isn't that your grandson Song Ze?"

Sitting beside her, Mrs. Chen looked over first. The child standing at the door of the security booth was Song Ze.

Lin Shuangluo also saw it, the little guy was standing alone at the door, with big black grape-like eyes, looking eagerly at the left side of the road, waiting for someone.

Holding the phone and watch, after answering the call, I didn't know what I heard, a look of loss and worry flashed in the big eyes, and the small appearance looked very pitiful.

"Mrs. Song, I remember that last week, I was still looking for an interview spot for your grandson. He enrolled so quickly, which is really enviable." Mrs. Chen was sore, jealous.

Her husband also got a valuable interview spot for their precious grandson.

The results came out yesterday and I lost the election.

This Song Ze is just a little bastard from the countryside. Is the interviewer of Weiyan International Kindergarten mentally retarded?How could such a lowly thing like him be admitted!

Mrs. Ye also complimented: "Congratulations Mrs. Song, this little guy, I knew he was a smart kid the first time I saw him, he is really amazing, Weiyan International only accepts twelve people, and he even passed the exam. "

Lin Shuangluo was in a good mood when he heard people's praise, and smiled modestly: "He is not so smart, it's just luck."

No matter how you got in or how you got in, as long as you can study in Weiyan International Kindergarten, it is enough to make many people envy and hate.

Standing at the gate of the security booth, Song Ze, who was waiting for Lu Ci to come, saw a car coming from the right side of the main road and stopped at the gate.

He knew the car, had seen it before, it belonged to the Song family.

Lin Shuangluo got out of the car, held an umbrella and walked towards him. When she came up to him, she stretched out her hand to him: "It's going to rain again in a while, come home with me!"

Song Ze retracted his little hand, just about to speak.

Teacher Liang stood up, protected Song Ze, and looked at her vigilantly: "Madam, our kindergarten will not hand over children to strangers at will. You can't take Song Ze away."

Lin Shuangluo frowned, and her delicately made-up face also cooled down, a little sullen, and said, "I'm his grandmother."

Teacher Liang had never seen her before, so he asked Song Ze, "Is she really your grandmother?"

Lin Shuangluo's heart became tense at this moment, and she waited anxiously for his answer.