Chapter 233

At the moment when her hand was about to touch my face, her wrist was suddenly stopped!

Although I didn't get hit by her, I was still scared and even held my breath.

He Baoyuan's long fingernails can stretch out in front of my eyes. If she slaps me, I will be disfigured!

"What are you doing?" Ear rang out a dull male voice, tone as if still with anger.

"Zeng Ji!" He Baoyuan screamed in disbelief, "you won't be seduced by this big bellied woman, will you? You Don't stop me

"Miss He, I think you misunderstood."

Seeing that she was stopped, I got up from bed and looked at her coldly, "because tomorrow is Fanfan's birthday, so Mr. Zeng asked me to help him pick out gifts. We..."

"How are you? Well, even if you choose a gift for Fanfan's birthday tomorrow, why do you want Zeng Ji to pay for the clothes? What's the relationship between you two? You said it

He Baoyuan shakes off Zeng Ji's hand and stares at me.

"I..."

"What's the relationship between us?"

My words just started, was interrupted by Zeng Ji, he looked at he Baoyuan, doubt way, "Baoyuan, I don't know, since when we have been intimate enough to let you send someone to follow me."

"Let's not say that I have nothing with Mr. Xia. Even if we have something, it's normal, isn't it?"

Normal wool!

I can't believe I lift my eyes. I can't say anything for a moment.

Is this man helping me or giving me hate? People with long eyes know what he Baoyuan thinks of him!

"Zeng Ji, you You know I like you! What do you mean by that? "

He Baoyuan took it for granted, but I knew in a flash that if I could say such a thing, it would be that people didn't like her at all, otherwise it would not be like this.

Zeng Ji did not answer, looked at me, suddenly sorry, "Miss Xia, I'm sorry about today, I'll give you an explanation."

With these words, he pulled he Baoyuan out of the room.

In this way, let them solve their own problems, so as not to involve me again After all, I'm afraid of women's revenge.

"Bang!" The door was gently closed and the room suddenly quieted down.

I'm not used to it. My eyes stay on the pile of photos on the bed.

I don't know whether it's the shooting angle or other reasons. In a word, every one of these photos seems that Zeng Ji and I are very ambiguous.

Either I look up and smile at him, or I stare at him angrily, or even I take the initiative to grasp his wrist.

I sighed, put the photos together, but one didn't notice was scratched on the finger.

The edges and corners of the plastic photos are sharp. With such a light stroke, the fingers ooze blood.

I was distracted because I thought of the man again.

I got up and threw all the photos into the garbage can beside the door. I listened to the movement of the door, but it was surprisingly quiet.

I didn't care what they said. After a morning's shopping, I was tired both physically and mentally.

Lying in bed, I fell asleep after a while. I have to say that I really have a big heart.

When Aunt fan called me up and told me that it was almost 4:30 p.m. when the class was over.

I answered lazily, got up and changed my clothes. When I opened the door and went out, I asked if Mr. Zeng would go with me.

After the problem came out, aunt fan didn't respond. I was stunned. I didn't expect Zeng Ji to be classified as a kind of security in my heart.

"I don't know if I will go. Mr. Zeng has been sitting in his study all afternoon now..." Aunt fan turned her mouth and shook her head. She pointed to the second floor and said, "go and ask!"

"Did Mr. Zeng quarrel with miss he?" I was surprised. I didn't expect that he Baoyuan still had this position in his heart!

"There was no quarrel. How could they have quarreled?"

Maybe I just woke up and looked a little confused. Aunt fan poured me a cup of warm water. "In the past two years, Mr. Zeng had no idea how many times he had made it clear to her."

"Miss he won't quarrel with our husband. It's too late for her to post it! But I think, ah, if this woman is thick skinned, it's really scary... "

As aunt fan got farther and farther away, I had to smile and didn't know how to answer.

After she finished, I went into the room and got my bag ready to pick up the sails.

"Oh, look at my memory!" Aunt fan patted her head and apologized, "teacher Xia, go quickly. It's time for Fanfan to wait Oh, yes. Would you like to ask Mr. Zeng? "

"No?" I squatted in the porch to change shoes, "I'll just go by myself."

But just as I changed my shoes and opened the door to leave, a voice suddenly rang behind me, "how do you know I won't go if you don't ask?""Ah?" I was confused for a while, then I said with a dry smile, "I'll wait for you."

I didn't ask him what he said to he Baoyuan, and he didn't say either. Until he got on the bus, he told the driver to get off work first and drive in the cab by himself, and then he told me that this kind of thing won't happen again.

I expressed my gratitude, and then we went all the way to school without saying a word.

But I was surprised by the children. They sat alone in the classroom and did their homework obediently. They were so serious that they didn't even notice that Zeng Ji and I were coming.

At this time, the classroom was empty except for the teacher and Fanfan in the morning. Zeng Ji winked at the teacher and didn't let her make a sound, but she went quietly behind the children.

I didn't expect that there was such a side to the chief executive, which really surprised me.

"Fanfan, what are you writing about?"

Zeng Ji suddenly opened his mouth, and the child was obviously startled. But the next second, he immediately covered the small book in front of him.

"Don't you show it to dad?" Zeng Ji squatted down, pinched the child's face, and made a grimace.

"I don't want to show you!" He stubbornly tooted his mouth, and his eyes turned red.

Zeng Ji also found out. After a moment of consternation, he moved his lips to say something, but the child turned his head and saw me.

"Teacher Xia, come quickly." He waved to me, and then took advantage of Zeng Ji did not pay attention, put the things on the table into a small bag.

"Xiaofanfan, do you miss your teacher?" I went over and bent over to hold him, "let's go home for dinner. Aunt fan made your favorite braised pork for you..."

As I said this, I pushed him forward and looked back at Zeng Ji. Then both of them looked into xiaofanfan's zippered schoolbag at the same time, but they were stunned when they saw this little book