There was a clear glance over the phone, and then he said, "I'll be right there."

Chi Cheng was holding his mobile phone, his arms were sour, his props fell silently on the ground, and the leaves made of cardboard were folded into a corner.

"Am I waiting for you at home? Are you back now? Will you tell the teacher? Dad?"

Chi Cheng's voice choked and his father shivered.

Chi Ying's heart ached.

Chi Cheng often told her about the kindergarten's experience. The children of the noble kindergarten had a wealthy family, and their personality was a bit petty. But under the guidance of a life teacher, it is generally friendly. Chi Cheng has always been happy and harmonious with them, and the teacher also graduated in psychology. She was relieved of his campus life.

Which bear kid hurt him?

Just now Chi Cheng talked intermittently, but he could also hear the ins and outs of things. Probably the little actor who participated in the play had a powerful child in the family who got the protagonist through the relationship at home, and thus showed his strength in front of Cheng Cheng.

I don't know if Cheng Cheng won such a role, will it be related to this matter.

Thinking of this, Chi Ying's heart was cold.

Childhood experience is too important for the shaping of personality, and it is also easy to leave a psychological shadow. I did not expect that the usual operations in the entertainment industry took place prematurely and truly.

Fortunately, Chi Cheng now has a father, hoping to buffer his psychological harm.

Chi Cheng walked forward with anxiety, holding the little guy's face and wiping his tears with his thumb. The tender skin was soggy and wet with tears, and she felt miserable.

Chi Cheng also looked up at Chi Ying. He pursed his lips, and lowered his lips slightly. The black grape-like eyes were covered with water mist, grieved and angry, and looked like crying.

He still held his phone tightly. At the end of the microphone, Lu Jingyan's voice was clear, but obviously lowered: "Yes, you wait for me at home."

Chi Cheng said earnestly, his tone had a certain resolute taste: "I wait for you, Dad!"

Then, Chi Ying heard Lu Jingyan's gentle voice saying, "Okay, don't cry."

She thought that his voice was so low that he might be in a meeting.

Although the National Day holiday is not over yet, Lu Jingyan has already put into work. Most of the subsidiaries of Eurotime Group have a huge presence in their respective fields. It's hard to imagine how well they need to be managed in a well-organized manner, with the ability, courage, and time.

Lu Jingyan is much busier than usual, she understands. So he was willing to sacrifice time to accompany Chi Cheng, she was very moved.

To put it this way, Lu Jingyan's temperament is far from being rumored outside, and it seems so cold and cold, and not as overbearing and extreme as the overbearing president in the romance novel. He's fine, the gentleman is elegant, he speaks less, but he does more.

Hanging up the phone, Chi Cheng wiped her tears with a chubby little hand, twitched gently, and returned the phone to her.

Then he bent down to pick up the props lying on the ground, silently flattening the corners.

Lu Jingyan was indeed in a meeting.

But he said to the side of Jiang Chong: "You help me finish the meeting, I have to leave in advance."

Jiang Chong saw that Lu Jingyan's face sank momentarily, and nodded solemnly without asking.

After Lu Jingyan signaled, the leaders seated in the conference room nodded and flattered, showing only awe in their faces.

He strode away.

It is the National Day holiday, and there is no problem during the peak period of commuting. However, as one of the first-tier cities in China, City A is crowded at any time and it is difficult to move.

On the way to the west of the city, I will pass the International Convention and Exhibition Center. Today happens to be the triennial international auto show, and the scene is quite grand.

Even the widest central avenue in City A was blocked by vehicles heading to the exhibition. The sound of cars reverberating, and the flags fluttered along the street.

Lu Jingyan sat in the back seat and looked at the watch from time to time.

After getting along for a few days, he knew that Chi Cheng was a sensible child, and Chi Ying educated him very well. But Chi Cheng cried just now, and the classmates said that he had no father.

Thinking of his four-year absence, Lu Jingyan felt a real pain in his heart. He wanted to return to them immediately and tell them that he would always be there.

The driver was stunned, but there was nothing he could do: "Mr. Lu, it's too deadly."

Lu Jingyan will not anger the driver for external reasons. He said, "It doesn't matter, as soon as possible."

In addition to natural disasters and man-made disasters, people are equally powerless in front of traffic jams.

Over time, Bentley moved an inch in the traffic.

I have already left the building for an hour and a half, and even if it is the sea of ​​swords and mountains along the way, we should reach the west of the city.

But in the car, they stared at the sea of ​​cars in front of them.

Lu Jingyan was planning to call and report to the safety, Chi Ying's number had been dialed.

It was Chi Cheng's voice, his mood had calmed down, his crying fading, and his words were concerned: "Dad, where have you been? Has anything happened?"

"Traffic is serious, Cheng Cheng will wait a little longer."

Chi Cheng said generously: "It doesn't matter, I want to tell you that my mother has comforted me. In short, dad, come slowly, you must pay attention to safety."

After waiting for Lu Jingyan to speak, Chi Cheng said with a sweet voice, "And Dad, I have worked hard, I love you."

Immediately after, he kissed one into the microphone, and came a puppet that seemed to smell milky.

Lu Jingyan felt warm: "I love you too."

The driver raised his eyebrows in surprise, and glanced curiously at the rearview mirror, only to see that Mr. Lu's eyebrows were mild.

He had been a driver of Lu's for seven or eight years. He only knew in recent days that President Lu also had a warm side.

However, Lu Jingyan's face quickly condensed again. He asked, "What's the name of your classmate who bullied you?"

Chi Cheng remembered that classmate was still very angry. He said indignantly: "Tang-Rong-"

Then, Chi Cheng told Lu Jingyan the whole story.

Lu Jingyan comforted him, then agreed to Chi Cheng's request, and said, "Let mom give me the class teacher's phone?"

Chi Cheng said in excitement: "Are you going to talk to Teacher Li? Dad."

Lu Jingyan said with a hum.

In the minds of children, the head teacher is the person with the most power, covering the sky with one hand. Chi Cheng said: "Thank you Dad, you must make Teacher Li criticize Tang Rong and the fierce drama teacher. It is best to tell the children that I also have a dad ... Ah, my mother said that she sent by WeChat Give you."

Lu Jingyan promised him: "OK."

Chi Cheng feels better: "Dad, I'll wait for you to come to our house for lunch."

Lu Jingyan froze and asked him, "Is your grandmother also at home?"

"Here, dad, do you want to talk to grandma? I'll give her the phone."

Lu Jingyan said "No need" and then hung up.

In the kitchen, Chi Cheng listened to the busy tone of "Dududu", holding the mobile phone in one hand and the wet convolvulus in one hand, wondering: "Mom, why did dad hang up the phone. I still I didn't tell him that I made your lunch today. "

"Because you told dad that you want to give your mobile phone to grandma." Chi Ying washed her hands and replied while taking the phone.

Chi Cheng asked in surprise: "Dad is afraid of grandma?"

Chi Ying: "Should."

"But obviously my grandmother asked me to invite my dad to lunch." Chi Cheng said, his head turned, "It doesn't seem to be a problem."

"Right."

"That's when Dad came back, I told him, grandma is nice, don't be afraid."

"Then you tell grandma too, be nice to dad."

Chi Cheng nodded: "Okay."

Chi Cheng pushed her arm with a dry hand: "Mom, please give Mr. Li's phone to Dad, and then we will choose vegetables together. Otherwise Dad is back and has no food."

Thinking that the teacher was going to know that he had a dad, Chi Cheng suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Anyway, Tang Rong is not true.

This is really something to look forward to, Chi Cheng thought with great joy.

"Just you are sensible." Chi Ying rubbed his head, finally relieved, Chi Cheng was happy.

She opened WeChat, and Lu Jingyan had been pinned to her eye-catching position by her.

Considering that a family as large as Lu may not easily accept her and Chi Cheng, and after all, Mr. Li is not his own, Chi Ying bluntly asked: [Are you going to tell Cheng Cheng ’s teacher, will it be to your family What impact did it have? ] Having said that, Chi Ying still looks forward to Lu Jingyan's support for Chi Cheng, and Cheng Cheng will certainly be very happy. Out of selfishness, she added: [However, Mr. Li is a very good person. She knows my actor identity and has promised to keep secret for me, and she has been very good to this day. ] Lu Jingyan: [I'm fine, tell anyone. ] Lu Jingyan: [I will also keep secret for you. 】

Lu Jingyan answered quickly. Seeing the reply, Chi Ying was shocked. Can anyone tell? is it OK?

Chi Ying: [Li Enqing: 1881067xxxx] Lu Jingyan frowned and saved his number.

Li Enqing is very young, in his twenties, he is the head teacher of the primary class. She knew that the kindergarten was preparing for a drama performance, but the school did not assign the task to her, so she was idle to watch the drama at home. Although she graduated from a prestigious university, she still cannot deny that idol dramas have a fatal appeal.

So when Li Enqing picked up the phone, he heard a low magnetic "Ms. Li?", Almost thought that the voice acting voice came out of the screen and talked to her.

This cold and **** voice is almost addictive, and I feel unfamiliar, as if I have heard it in the media. The biggest advantage of working in an aristocratic kindergarten is that it can reach some people in high social classes. It is not uncommon for student parents to be big stars. She searched her memory and said, "Hello, who are you?"

The answer seemed more unexpected, saying: "I'm Chi Cheng's father."