Addicted to spoiling his wife: Mr. Lu, please let me go

Early the next morning, Lu Qingcheng sent Han Han to the kindergarten.

On the way, he asked Hanhan: "Aunt Jing is leaving the hospital today, do you want to go? I will pick you up at noon, and we will go together."

Hanhan sat in the back seat, and when he heard what Lu Qingcheng said, he turned his eyes and seemed to have another idea: "I won't go, I have to take a nap at noon, otherwise I will lose energy in class in the afternoon."

"Okay then, obediently listen to the teacher at school, and I'll pick you up when you leave school in the afternoon." Lu Qingcheng replied.

"Okay." Hanhan nodded.

After entering the kindergarten, Lu Qingcheng handed Hanhan over to the teacher.

"Mr. Lu, why do you have time to see Hanhan these two days?" The female teacher looked at Lu Qingcheng, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Ever since Hanhan went to kindergarten, Lu Qingcheng came here a handful of times.All the teachers in the school knew that Lu Han's father was Lu Qingcheng.And almost all female teachers who are single and have no partner want to take her to this class, just to get to know Lu Qingcheng.

However, Lu Qingcheng always acted like strangers should not enter.Even if he came occasionally, he didn't speak much.As the head teacher, she could still have a few words with him.

"En." Lu Qingcheng said lightly, a word "um" is considered to have answered.

The female teacher's face changed slightly, and she closed her mouth in embarrassment.

After Lu Qingcheng left, Hanhan walked up to the female teacher, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Teacher, do you want my father's phone number?"

The female teacher froze for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "The teacher doesn't want it."

"No, you want it." Hanhan said with certainty.

The female teacher was slightly embarrassed, she always knew that Han Han matured a little earlier than children of the same age.But unexpectedly, he actually saw through his thoughts.

"Teacher, please lend me your cell phone. I need to call my dad. He will pick me up in the afternoon. I'm afraid he doesn't know when our school ends." Han Han said, extending her hand to the teacher.

The teacher smiled and said, "You kid, you are really clever."

After speaking, she handed the phone to Hanhan.

Hanhan took it, stepped aside, and dialed a number.

"I'm Shen Qing, who is it?" The call was connected quickly, and Shen Qing's voice sounded from the other side.

"Aunt Shen, I'm Hanhan." Hanhan whispered.

"Hanhan? Whose phone are you holding?" Shen Qing asked.

Han Han replied: "Don't worry about this, you pick me up at noon, I have something to tell you."

"but……"

"No, but if you don't come, I'll tell grandpa about your liking for Uncle Jian." Hanhan threatened.

"you……"

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, class is about to start." Hanhan didn't give Shen Qing a chance to speak, so she hung up the phone.

After that, he returned the phone to the teacher.

The teacher took the phone with a smile on his face, clicked on the call history, and silently saved the number Han Han dialed just now.I thought it was Lu Qingcheng's call.

On the other side, Shen Qing looked at the blackened phone screen, dumbfounded.Such a young child, with such a black belly, really looks more and more like his father.

I just don't know what Hanhan wanted her to do by asking her to pick him up.She remembered that Hanhan didn't come home from the kindergarten at noon.

This kid has a lot of thoughts, and I don't know what idea he came up with.I was afraid that Lu Qingcheng would know, so I thought of her.

Sometimes she really feels sorry for Hanhan, Wen Jing has very high demands on Hanhan.Many times, she felt that it was too tiring for a child to do this.

Therefore, she has been thinking about finding the right opportunity to tell Hanhan that Su Yun is his mother.