Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Fu Zheng could clearly see Ilia's thoughts at a glance.

She wanted to get close to him, but she was arrogant and was ridiculed by him once. She couldn't keep her face and continued to pester him like before. She could only make insinuations, which seemed a bit contradictory.

The last time Fu Zheng encountered such behavior was in high school.

A little girl made an excuse to give him breakfast. After he refused, her face turned red and white. She snatched the breakfast and said fiercely: If you don't want to eat it, you won't eat it. I don't want to give it to you yet!

The little girl returned to her seat irritably. During the break, she took another pen and asked him: Hey, is this your pen? I just picked it up on the ground.

It is obvious at first glance that Ilia was pampered by her family when she was growing up.

Such a person is still a child to Fu Zheng, and it is impossible for him to have any thoughts about a child.

"Of course it's important," he said.

Saying it is the same as not saying it.

Ilia was furious.

She wanted to ask something more and say a few more words to him, but she was worried that he would accuse her of being indifferent again.

The sound of footsteps coming downstairs was heard, the steps were steady.

The person who came here looked to be in his fifties. After years of precipitation, his face was elegant and peaceful, but he was not angry or intimidating.

Seeing the person coming, Fu Zheng stood up, nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Mr."

Ilia turned her head and called, "Uncle."

"Xiao Fu, you are here, sit down."

Xie Zhen smiled kindly, turned his eyes to Ilia, and said with a sense of oppression that could not be refused, "Ilia, Xiaofu and I have something to discuss. You go back upstairs first."

Ilia bit her lip and could only nod in agreement.

She has not been here for more than ten years. This time she came here, the Xie family seemed very welcoming on the surface, but there was a sense of alienation when they got along. It was not a place where she could do whatever she wanted.

Looking at Ilia's back going up the stairs, Xie Zhen smiled faintly and sat down opposite Fu Zheng, "Ilia is a spoiled child. Please bear with me if I say something that offends me."

Fu Zheng said with a smile, "Not long ago, I was in a deep danger. My husband enforced the law impartially and I was able to escape from danger because of my integrity. I am very grateful. Ilia is a child with a good temperament and is my husband's niece. How could I care about her?" "

"As a cadre, it is not your duty to be an honest official and serve the people fairly? What can I be grateful for? If you want to thank me, why not thank your wife." Xie Zhen said with a smile.

"My wife?"

"Yes, she came to see me, didn't you know?"

Only then did Fu Zheng learn that on the day Wen Liang returned to China, after being angry with him in the detention center, he found a way to meet with Xie Zhen, hoping that Xie Zhen could help him.

Fu Zheng smiled helplessly, feeling very moved.

She must have been very angry at that time, but she was still thinking of ways to save him.

For the next week, Fu Zheng called Wen Liang every day, hoping that Wen Liang would come back soon.

Wen Liang reassured him that the filming process was going smoothly and he should be able to go back soon.

The principal of Huize Kindergarten received a guest this day.

This guest's identity is not ordinary. She is the niece of the leader above, a mixed-race person who has returned from abroad.

According to the niece of the leader, a friend of hers is about to return to China with her child and asked her to help inspect local kindergartens.

Huize Kindergarten is one of the best private kindergartens in Jiangcheng.

The environment, teachers, canteens, services, etc. are all at the top level, including tuition fees of course.

The kindergarten does not have winter and summer vacations. It only has two weeks of vacation during the Spring Festival every year, which is equivalent to a nursery. In addition, the kindergarten also offers several interest classes for students to develop their interests.

Children from ordinary families cannot afford to attend such a kindergarten, so all the children here come from unusual backgrounds.

The principal eagerly introduced the basic conditions and facilities in the kindergarten to Ilia, hoping to win her favor.

Ilia could only communicate with her patiently and pretend to be presentable.

After the principal finished the introduction, he asked, "Miss Ilia, is there anything else you want to know?"

Ilia finally had a chance to speak, "I want to see the classroom environment."

"Okay, I will take you there now. The children are in class now. We can listen to the quality of our teachers outside the classroom. I am sure you will be satisfied."

Ilia nodded and quickly followed behind the director.

The principal led Ilia to the window outside the big class classroom and introduced her in a low voice, "Teacher Jiang inside is a very excellent kindergarten teacher and has won the municipal excellence award..."

Ilia interrupted her, "My friend's child is just four years old and should be in middle school when he comes back."

The principal understood what she meant, "Okay, I'll take you to the middle class to have a look."

There are two classes in the middle class. The principal took Ilia to the classroom of the first class of the middle class and introduced something.

Ilia didn't listen. The children among the teachers were good at wandering around, and she counted silently in her heart, one, two, three...

She remembered that Fu Qingyue told her that the child was in the second row and fourth column.

Ilia looked over.

It was a very cute little girl with a fleshy face, big, dark and round eyes, a small and cute nose, plump lips, and two little chirps tied with strawberry hair ropes.

The little girl looked like she was listening to the class seriously, not to mention how cute she was.

Ilia fell in love with this child immediately.

She slowly walked a few steps forward and came to the front door window, carefully observing the little girl's face.

The little girl's brows and eyes do have some resemblance to Fu Zheng.

It seemed that Fu Qingyue didn't lie to her.

Ilia pursed her lips.

Although she did mind that Fu Zheng had a child with another woman, the child was so cute, and even though the biological mother was dead, Ilia could accept it.

Moreover, this child will be her greatest help in getting together with Fu Zheng!

"Miss Ilia, what do you think?" The principal kept talking to himself for a long time, but saw no reaction from Ilia, so he couldn't help but ask.

Ilia came back to her senses and glanced at her watch, "I want to go over there and see where the children play during recess."

"Okay, I'll take you there right now." The principal didn't feel any difference.

This is where children go to school every day, so of course you have to be careful.

The two of them had just walked towards the play area when they heard a bell ringing.

The principal explained, "This is the bell for recess."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the children in the classroom pouring out one after another, cheering and playing, and a few fast children quickly rushed to the slides, seesaws and other entertainment facilities.

Several children recognized the principal and greeted her politely.

The principal responded with a smile and said to Ilia, "If Miss Ilia is worried, you can watch them here for a while and see how they play."

"it is good."

Ilia responded, but her eyes involuntarily scanned all the students, and finally aimed at the middle school classroom.

It seems that Fu Shifan hasn't come out yet.

Ilia walked to the shade of the tree, and when she turned around, she saw Fu Shifan, eating a small cake and walking out of the classroom, followed by a few close friends.

"Fanfan, let's go play on the slide?" said a little boy next to him.

"No, let's go play jumping on the bed!" said another little girl.

At this time, a little boy ran over from the side and said, "Fanfan, go play seesaw with me!"

The first little boy pursed his lips, "Fanfan, are you going to play on the slide with me, on the trampoline with her, or on the seesaw with him?"

"Can I not go?" Fu Shifan looked at the children surrounding him and raised his forehead helplessly.

Who makes her so popular?