Marriage can't wait: Gao Leng and Feng Shao bow down

"An Yan is already making preparations, you don't have to worry." He Mulan said with a smile, "Just take care of yourself and don't worry me."

"Well, don't worry." Yu Panning smiled and took He Mulan's hand, and replied sincerely.

The two continued talking
Feng Anyan and He Mulan originally agreed to go out to see the wedding plan together on this day, but He Mulan suddenly received a notice from the school asking her to hold an emergency meeting.

"Go ahead, don't delay your work." Feng Anyan nodded understandingly. As an enlightened husband, he should fully support his wife's career.

"Then I'll come back as soon as I go, and I'll call you after the meeting is over?" He Mulan put away her phone a little embarrassedly, and said with a smile.

Feng Anyan nodded, and sent He Mulan to the school.

He Mulan hurried to the meeting room with her bag in her hand. This meeting was not held in the big meeting room, but several designated teachers gathered together. When He Mulan came, the small meeting room had already been seated. It was full of people, so He Mulan went to an empty seat and sat down.

"Teacher He, are you here?" The principal greeted with a smile when he saw He Mulan coming.

He Mulan also responded: "Principal, there is an emergency meeting, is there something wrong?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that there are some temporary missions that need to be distributed. You are the only ones who are chosen. Everyone else is busy." After the principal finished speaking, he felt a little worried.

"What's the matter?" The others asked curiously.

"This is the history symposium of Hanhua City." The principal said, then looked at He Mulan, "Teacher He, the courtyard wants you to participate in this symposium."

Hearing this, He Mulan was both surprised and delighted, pointing at herself in disbelief and asking, "Me?"

"Yes, there is one more thing, Mr. He, the new dean of our School of History is about to take office, and he is also in Hanhua City. When you go, you will take him to the school to take up the post." The principal continued.

First of all, He Mulan was full of joy. She had been dreaming of the symposium for a long time, and this time she had the opportunity to participate, so she was naturally eager to nod her head in agreement. It was naturally a piece of cake for her to accept the appointment of a new dean.

"I see, thank you principal for giving me this opportunity." He Mulan smiled and nodded in agreement.

The principal looked at her approvingly, and then began to arrange things for others.

He Mulan was immersed in the excitement of going to the symposium, and didn't come back to her senses until she heard that the principal had dismissed the meeting.

However, this time she was overwhelmed, He Mulan secretly thought that something was wrong, Feng Anyan is busy with her marriage recently, if she wants to go to the lecture, she must postpone the wedding, how should she tell Feng Anyan!

Her mood was ups and downs, so she continued to walk towards the school gate, thinking about how to explain to Feng Anyan while walking.

Feng Anyan was sitting in his car, just about to go to He Mulan's school to see if she had finished the meeting, but he didn't expect to receive a call from He Mulan just as he was about to start the car.

"Hey, Mu Lan, have you finished the meeting?" Feng Anyan asked briskly.

"It's over, where are you?" He Mulan stood at the door, looked around, but did not find Feng Anyan's car.

"I'm going to pick you up at your school. Since you're adjourned, I'll pick you up." After speaking, Feng Anyan planned to start the car.

"Wait!" Hearing that Feng Anyan hadn't come yet, He Mulan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, "I'm fine, I...I'm going to find Aning."

"Why are you looking for her? Didn't you agree to go out to see the plan together?" Feng Anyan took his hands off the steering wheel and asked strangely.

He Mulan was biting her lip in confusion, she was getting more and more confused about what to do, so she could only prevaricate: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, and I want to discuss it with Ah Ning...Let's get back in touch tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, He Mulan anxiously hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Anyan frowned, looked at the phone with a puzzled expression, wondering what happened to He Mulan suddenly.

He Mulan was still standing at the school gate, and when she was frowning, she suddenly saw the principal's car driving slowly out of the school.

He Mulan seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, and hurried over to stop the principal's car, the screeching brakes sounded, and He Mulan closed her eyes in fright. Fortunately, the speed of the car was not fast when it first came out, so He Mulan Mu Lan was not injured, but the principal was taken aback.

"Oh, Mr. He, you're going to scare me to death. You're so good. What are you doing to stop my car?" The principal got out of the car and patted his chest in shock.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's urgent..." He Mulan clasped her hands together and apologized, knowing that she was too impulsive just now.

"Okay, okay, what's the matter with you, you can't talk about it in the conference room just now? You want to stop me here." The principal took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and complained.

"Yes...it's about the symposium." He Mulan said with some confusion, she lowered her head, her heart was bleeding, rejecting this symposium would be like cutting her heart, but Feng Anyan has been looking forward to it If I postpone this wedding any longer, I'm afraid it will make Feng Anyan unhappy.

"Oh? The symposium, Mr. He, this is a good opportunity, you have to seize it!" Mentioning the symposium, the principal said enthusiastically.

"That...Principal, I just want to ask, can I not go to this symposium?" He Mulan said bravely.

"What?!" The headmaster was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "Say it again?"

"Well, principal, I have some things recently, and I only remembered them after I agreed. In fact, I really want to go to this symposium, but..." He Mulan desperately explained.

"Mr. He, in fact, there are quite a few outstanding teachers in the School of History. You know that after Professor Du left, there are only a handful of them. Our school also depends on your outstanding ability and knows that you have always liked the symposium. Choose yours." Hearing He Mulan's refusal, the principal also showed a sad face.

"Aren't other teachers too good?" He Mulan said innocently, blinking her eyes.

"Of course, I also think you are the most suitable candidate. Teacher He, this discussion is really important, and our school has no way to refuse." The principal said helplessly.

"Ah?" This result was something He Mulan didn't expect. She was stunned for a while, and then her heart became even more chaotic. This is a bad situation. I blame myself for agreeing in such a hurry. I didn't expect that I couldn't get rid of this errand. Lost.

"Hey, Mr. He, the symposium didn't last long. Since you agreed without hesitation at the beginning, it means that your career is not so impatient. Just treat our school as a favor, okay? Right now It's too late to find someone to replace me, and the list has already been submitted." The principal spread his hands, then patted He Mulan, who had a sad face, "Come on, Teacher He, you are still shouldering the responsibility of picking up our new hospital. What an errand to grow back!"