President spoils the dark wife

The stern looking female teacher with ponytail opened the door for Mo Yiran and welcomed Mo Yiran in with a smile.

"What do you call this lady? My last name is Hong. I'm a teacher here."

Mo Yiran smiled and said, "my last name is mo."

"Miss Mo, let me show you around first."

Miss Hong is very enthusiastic. Mo Yiran knows how much. The female teacher should think she is here to adopt a child.

"Don't visit. I'm here to find someone."

At this moment, the children have lined up for dinner. In the small and slightly shabby courtyard, with Mo Yiran's gentle voice, the smile on Mr. Hong's face opposite sank.

Like magic, it turned sunny to cloudy in an instant.

Mo Yiran's smile remained unchanged, but she thought the female teacher was also very funny in her heart.

I am a 26 year old woman who is not even 30 years old and is not qualified to adopt children. What is she thinking?

"Who are you looking for?"

Seeing that Mo Yiran is not here to adopt a child, teacher Hong's tone is not so kind.

"I want to know something from your Dean."

Mo Yiran answered with a smile.

"Looking for the Dean again?"

Mr. Hong picked the corners of his eyes and grinned. He shook his head impatiently. "Come with me."

As he walked, he whispered, "why do city people like to go to this remote place to find the dean?"

Yiran smelled the speech and hung her eyes. She felt something strange.

So he took a big step, came to Miss Hong and said with a smile, "Miss Hong, you look so young. Are you thirty?"

As soon as Mr. Hong heard this, his face turned cloudy and sunny again. He turned his head and looked at Mo Yiran in surprise and said, "really? Do I look really young?"

Yiran nodded quickly, selectively blind to the crow's feet in the corner of teacher Hong's eyes and said, "your skin is so good, like a shelled egg. How do you protect your skin?"

Mr. Hong was said to be a little embarrassed. He sipped his mouth shyly and said, "no, it's just washing his face with clean water. Maybe the landscape here supports people."

Mo Yiran chatted with Mr. Hong again and smiled at what Mr. Hong said.

They went up to the second floor. Mo Yiran saw that the time was almost up, so he pretended to suddenly remember something and said, "by the way, Mr. Hong, what did you say just now? Recently, people from the city have come to your Dean. What does that mean?"

Smelling the speech, Miss Hong stopped and put her hands around her chest. "I still want to ask you, what treasures have we found here? Otherwise, how can we all run here?"

Miss Hong's face is not as good as it was just now, but looking at Mo Yiran's beautiful little face with a smile, Miss Hong can't get angry when she remembered her praise to herself just now.

She sighed and said: "Just a little half a month ago, a man came to drive a car. Although it's not very expensive, it's not cheap. At least I can't afford it in my life. He has a beautiful face and comes to the dean. He stayed with the dean for about half an hour and then came out. Because it's rare to drive here. It's still the kind of beautiful clothes. The children are curious and all surround the iron gate Side, I broke my heart! "

Miss Hong shook her head and sighed.

Maybe it's because I can't tell people about my bitterness on weekdays. Mr. Hong said a lot in detail.

"Then I went to call the children back to class. Just then, the man came downstairs. The Dean personally sent him down with a smile. Originally, I was not interested in him, but when the man opened the door and got on the bus, I saw a man sitting behind the car! That face is so handsome. I haven't seen a man in my life Such a good-looking man. "

As Mr. Hong spoke, he had some aftertaste, and an obsessed smile appeared on his face.

"About two or three days later, the handsome young man sent two children and said that their mother died in a car accident."

Speaking of this, Miss Hong's face is bad again.

"Those two children are upset!"

Miss Hong helped her forehead and sighed constantly.

"Children?" Mo Yiran raised his eyebrows. "Can I see them?"

Teacher Hong shook his head: "I can't see. I ran away!"

"Ran away?"

Mo Yiran raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Mr. Hong nodded: "I've run several times and have been caught. I went over this morning and there was no one in bed!"

"Why do you want to run? It won't be your abuse?"

Mo Yiran joked.

"Bah, bah, bah, we didn't abuse them! Those brothers and sisters are not old, and they are very ghost elves. What can we do to say that their mother is not dead and they want to go back to find their mother? In order to escape, we have lost a door lock and lamed a watchdog."

As Mr. Hong spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the light yellow earth dog gnawing at the bone downstairs.

The dog's leg was bandaged up.

Mo Yiran took a smoke from the corner of his mouth.

"I remember a little older, I don't know when, but also a young man came to the dean. A good-looking guy must have dyed a head of white hair."

Miss Hong tutted.

White hair?

Can't it be HuaQuan?

At that time, when he was injured, Jing mowen could not guarantee that HuaQuan would not investigate sun Mushan.

But Mo Yiran doesn't care about this.

Instead, she was quite interested in the man in the back car that teacher Hong said.

Why send children to such remote countryside?

"By the way, Miss Hong, do you know the name of the man who brought the children? Maybe I know him."

Mr. Hong shook his head, "these are confidential to the outside world, and these are in the charge of the dean. Even if I come to take care of the children, I don't know these."

Mo Yiran nodded, "well, by the way, where is the dean?"

Mr. Hong took Mo Yiran to the end of the corridor on the second floor and knocked at the door.

"Enter."

A clear female voice came from inside.

The voice sounds very young.

After opening the door, Mr. Hong walked in front and Mo Yiran followed.

"Dean Meiyou, I'm looking for you."

After Mr. Hong finished, he moved forward slightly and gave way to Mo Yiran.

Yiran looked up and saw the woman sitting at her desk.

The woman called President Meiyou raised her head.

Very young, probably only twenty-three or four.

Medium long hair behind the ears, wearing a pair of outdated plastic frame glasses, wheat skin is slightly black, and the lips are not thick or thin.

After seeing Mo Yiran, he showed a polite smile, then stood up and walked towards Mo Yiran.

A plaid shirt, a pair of washed jeans, and a pair of old, washed white canvas shoes.

"Who are you, please?"

President Meiyou asked politely.