his little warmth

Chapter 91 Miss You

"You brat, what kind of happiness do you want to pursue?"

"You talk nonsense all day long. I really don't know what you are thinking about all day long!"

"Oh, don't worry about that." Cheng Mu explained slowly.

"It's not you I'm thinking about anyway."

"..."

The old man's eyebrows were beating, and he couldn't resist the urge to hit someone by grabbing the stick in his hand.

Feng Yu on the side saw this and quickly refilled the old man's tea to calm down his anger.

Steam rises in the blue tea cup, and the plum blossoms painted on the outside of the cup are very beautiful.

It was at this moment that Cheng Mu spoke.

"Uncle Feng, please go back and send me some sample pictures later. Use the same email address as before."

Feng Yu was confused: "Young Master, have you read the ones I sent you last time?"

"almost."

Cheng Mu's voice was casual, his eyes looking in Jiang Nuanxing's direction paused for a moment, and then he evoked a smile that was sure to win.

"Don't worry, I just want to see a sample of the Republic of China style."

"Oh, okay, then I'll have someone sort it out and send it to your email when I get back." Feng Yu didn't ask any more questions and just agreed.

"Humph." However, the old man was still angry. He took a sip of tea and spoke with a resentful tone.

"Old Feng, don't send it to this brat. Impetuousness is the most important thing to avoid when studying. He can't finish reading one batch?"

"Besides, what he is thinking about is definitely not the sample picture. Why should we be so pretentious as to get in his way?"

Feng Yu: "..."

Cheng Mu was not annoyed after hearing this. He chuckled and raised the corners of his lips.

"Grandpa, you are really right this time."

"But we are all a family, so it doesn't matter."

He drawled lazily, and the last sentence was profound.

……

After only a while, Lao Xu came back with the information.

At the same time, I also brought the report card of the second monthly exam.

Although the students knew this process in their hearts, when the white papers with scores printed on them were handed out.

There was still bustling communication in the classroom.

All kinds of praise, pertinent, indifferent... and so on, all exploded in the air.

More seriously, you can even hear the voices of some parents criticizing their children.

After the parents had almost finished discussing the results, the parent-teacher meeting was finally about to begin. Lao Xu enthusiastically spoke a lot of official words on the podium.

Cheng Mu didn't dare to be interested, so he just sat on the chair and played with his mobile phone.

The old man on the side looked at his grandson's report card, and saw a row of neat and ugly scores that were terrible to look at.

He took another look at the person involved's calm attitude.

The corners of his mouth twitched on his darkened face. After all, he was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

Jiang Sheng and Zhang Fan here also stopped discussing.

Jiang Sheng has always adhered to the principle of not talking too much about official matters in private time.

After carefully looking at Jiang Nuanxing's report card, Jiang Sheng nodded happily, and his originally raised eyebrows were stained with a warm smile.

"Dad, I know that Nuannuan has always been excellent, but you have to control your studies at a certain level and don't be too tired, you know?"

"Nuan Nuan is still a child."

Jiang Nuanxing could still nod obediently at the first sentence, but after listening to Jiang Sheng's second sentence, the little girl frowned slightly.

"Daddy, I'm not a kid anymore."

Most of the children at this age are not too young, and after they have their own ideas, they don't like others to say that they are young.

After all, children are eager to grow up.

So Jiang Sheng didn't deny it after hearing it. He echoed Jiang Nuanxing, and his tone always contained the kindness of an old father.

"Okay, then we Nuannuan will also grow up..."

Jiang Nuanxing pursed her lips and smiled. At the same time, the pink and white mobile phone vibrated on the desk.

After curiously opening the lock screen, a message appeared on the screen.

"Nuan Nuan, I miss you."

"..."

She knew who sent it without looking at the sender.

Jiang Nuanxing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes turned subconsciously, just in time to catch Cheng Mu's sight.

The boy had a smile in his eyes and asked questions.

"So, do you want to make a date?"

(End of this chapter)