A Qiang's driving skills are very good. It took him only a short time to drive to Xiaole's school.
After the car stopped, Luo xiaonuan quickly opened the door and went to the classroom.
"Sister Nuan, you are pregnant. You'd better slow down."
Luo xiaonuan's pace is too fast for Xiao Yuanyuan to keep up.
"It's OK, Yuanyuan. You're not in a hurry." Luo small warm head also don't answer a way.
"Little warm sister..." Xiao Yuanyuan's physique has always been very good, but this time she followed Luo xiaonuan and ran all the way, but she was also a little out of breath.
Luo xiaonuan rushed to Xiaole's classroom, and the corridor was empty.
Through the glass window, Luo xiaonuan sees Xiaole listening to the teacher.
His young hands holding the bow gently pulled on the string, a beautiful note floated out.
Luo xiaonuan stood outside the corridor for half a minute and didn't see the woman that teacher Ding just said.
So she called teacher Ding.
"Hello, Mr. Ding. I'm outside the classroom now. I haven't seen the person you said Luo xiaonuan asked suspiciously.
"Oh, really? I left for a while. I don't think it's time for class. But she's been there just now. Has he left? " Mr. Ding is in the office to receive the parents at the moment, so he is not outside the classroom now.
"That's OK. I'll wait here for Xiaole to finish class." Luo xiaonuan replied lightly.
Maybe it's just a false alarm, at least Xiaole is playing the piano in the classroom now.
"Sister Nuan, I've seen it. There's no one near the classroom." When Xiao Yuanyuan just arrived, she walked around the classroom cleverly.
"Well. Thank you, Yuanyuan. " Luo xiaonuan answered.
Although there is still half an hour before class, Luo xiaonuan decides not to go anywhere. Just outside the classroom.
Xiaole has been learning violin for some time. He has high talent, strong ability and is willing to bear hardships. Every time I come home after class, I have to practice with hibiscus for a long time.
Before, because Hibiscus often played the violin when she was free, Xiaole fell in love with the violin under her influence.
Luo xiaonuan looked at a face of concentration of small music, the heart began to comfort.
At this time, a Qiang came over and said to Luo xiaonuan without expression: "madam, the president asked you to call him back."
Luo xiaonuan was stunned. Then he picked up his mobile phone and found that after calling teacher Ding, he accidentally pressed the mute key.
On the screen of the mobile phone, there are three missed calls, all from Yan haoshe.
Luo xiaonuan rushed back to the past.
"Haoshe..." although it was just a faint sound, Yan haoshe had already noticed the depression in Luo xiaonuan's tone.
"What's going on in Xiaole?" Yan haoshe stood in front of the French window of the president's office on the 27th floor with a slight frown, staring out of the window.
Luo xiaonuan knows that a Qiang must have just reported to Yan haoshe.
Looking at the joyful violin playing in the classroom, Luo xiaonuan said calmly:
"Just now Xiaole's teacher called and said that a strange woman was coming to pick Xiaole up. I didn't see that woman when I arrived... "
"Well, I've made a Qiang pay more attention. Do call me if you have anything to do, you know? " Yan haoshe said gently to Luo xiaonuan.
"Well, I know, Haoyu." Luo xiaonuan said softly to the phone.
Fifteen minutes later, the bell rang and the children jumped out of the classroom one by one. At this time, Xiaole also ran all the way from the classroom to the gate.
"Mommy, you've come to pick me up today. I'm so happy!" Xiaole panted and said, "grandma, why didn't you come to meet Xiaole?"
"Grandma is not feeling well today, so mummy has come to Xiaole!" Luo xiaonuan said, touching Xiaole's head with a smile.
At this time, Luo xiaonuan finally put his heart down and saw Xiaole appear safely in front of him. But the tension in her mind has not relaxed, because maybe the next time that woman will appear, she does not allow the existence of such adverse factors to Xiaole.
"Hum..." at this time, Luo xiaonuan's mobile phone vibrated in his pocket. Luo xiaonuan took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Yan haoshe.
"Hello, Haoyi," Luo xiaonuan said to the phone.
"Did you get Xiaole?" Yan haoshe asked nervously on the other end of the phone."Well, I just got it, but the woman still didn't see it." Luo xiaonuan said to Yan Haoyi.
"Xiao Nuan, leave it to me. I'll send two people to stare at her tomorrow. As soon as she appears, I'll bring her to see you." Yan haoshe said coldly.
"Then you can't hurt people!" Luo xiaonuan said to Yan Haoyi.
"Don't worry about that. I'll make it clear. " Yan haoshe said coldly, "I will never allow anyone to hurt Xiaole."
"Well, I know Haoyu. I'll hang up first." Then Luo xiaonuan hung up.
"Xiaole, let's go home." Luo xiaonuan holds Xiaole's hand and says to Xiaole with a smile.
"Well!" Xiaole smiles and nods to Luo xiaonuan.
Just as Luo xiaonuan is leading Xiaole out, a woman comes in a hurry.
The woman was carrying a box of cakes in one hand and fresh milk in the other.
In Luo xiaonuan's eyes and this woman's eyes intertwined together.
Luo xiaonuan suddenly feels that the woman in front of him is very familiar. He seems to have seen her somewhere, but now he can't remember for a while.
When this woman saw Luo xiaonuan, she just took a look and then moved her eyes away, but from time to time she peeked at the little music beside Luo xiaonuan, and she stood there, looking very nervous.
At this time, Luo xiaonuan also found the woman's discomfort. The woman's intuition told her that the woman in front of her was probably the person the teacher said.
The woman standing opposite seems to have had a long psychological struggle. She bit her lower lip, and unconsciously clenched her hand tightly. She raised her feet and came to Luo xiaonuan.
"Ah Qiang!" Luo xiaonuan let out a voice.
A Qiang is quick-sighted. After receiving Luo xiaonuan's order, he stops the woman with a brisk step.
The woman's hand trembled with fresh milk.
"You... What are you doing?" The woman's tone is obviously a little shivering. Her eyes are staring at Luo xiaonuan, with tears in her eyes.
"That's you? Are you claiming to be Xiaole's parent? " Luo xiaonuan asked with a little doubt. But the tone has softened.
It's true that they are now a little bit deceiving less with more. This is not Luo xiaonuan's style, and she usually dislikes this kind of person most.
The woman's body trembled obviously. "How do you know?"
So it seems that there is no doubt about this woman.
Luo xiaonuan's eyes sank and asked, "who are you?"
"I... I..." the woman took a look at Xiaole beside Luo xiaonuan and said quietly, "I'm Xiaole's own mother..."