After his wife left, Mr. Ye, who found the pregnancy test form, cried like crazy

Wen Ni agreed to participate in the sports meet and fell directly into Ye Nanzhou's provocation.

Ye Nanzhou smiled slightly, approached her and said slowly, "Then please go upstairs to change your clothes, Madam. I will go call Xingyue now, and we will leave as soon as we are ready."

"Where to go."

Wen Ni was puzzled.

Ye Nanzhou tapped her nose and said, "Go to the sports meet."

Is the school sports meeting held today?

Wen Ni went upstairs with a lot of doubts in her mind. After changing her clothes, she came downstairs. The father and son were already waiting for her in the car.

Along the way, she always felt that she was set up by Ye Nanzhou, and damn it, she was willing to jump into it and had no choice but to do so.

Wen Ni sighed repeatedly and was careless, falling into Ye Nanzhou's trap.

The school gate was full of cars. Ye Nanzhou looked around but couldn't find a parking space, so he had to let the two of them go into the school first and meet up after he parked the car.

Wen Ni brought Xingyue to the stadium, looking at the cheerful children and the parents who were frowning in the sun, and wondered why there had to be an interactive activity like a sports meet. It would be fine to have the activity, but why did parents have to participate?

Going to school is the child’s business, why should parents be involved?

She was very unhappy when she saw some parents talking excitedly to the teacher about how this sports meet was very meaningful, etc. She knew it was fake.

Does it make sense?

Why is she fully armed, but others can show off but she can't?

"You are...Xingyue's aunt?"

The female parent who said the sports meet was meaningful came over and looked Wen Ni up and down, shaking her head repeatedly, "I heard that Xingyue's father is a businessman, but I don't think so. Would an aunt hired for business dress like this?"

"So how do you think I should dress? Like you?"

Wen Ni was just worrying about where to vent her anger, and then someone walked right into her gunpoint, and it would be unreasonable for her not to shoot again.

The other party knew that she was humiliating him, and he pointed at the girl next to the teacher in anger and sneered, "That's my daughter. Ask your master, whose child she is."

Wen Ni glanced at the girl with double braids and responded with a smile, "No need to ask, that's your child, right?"

A few people nearby couldn't stand it and laughed out loud, but the woman glared at them and they quickly shut up.

The woman flicked her hair disdainfully, pinched Wen Ni's sleeve with her orchid fingers, and shook her head with disgust.

Not knowing what it meant, he let go of the teacher's hand and went back to continue complimenting him.

Wen Ni just thought that this person was trying to show off his presence in front of her and didn't take it seriously. She asked Xingyue to go to the teacher to get the registration form and find out about the preparation of lunch.

The reason she agreed to participate in the sports meet was to prove her cooking skills to Ye Nanzhou.

A parent came up to her and whispered, "That's Liu Meifang, the chairperson of the Parents' Committee. I heard that her husband is a manager of a large company. You must have offended her just now. You have to be careful next time."

"Why should I be careful of her? What else can she do to me here?"

Wen Ni smiled. Her husband was a manager, not a principal, so she was not afraid.

"I can do whatever I want to you. She is the president. She will decide what dishes we mothers will cook. We have to make whatever she says."

The parents' reminder is not without reason. Wen Ni was surprised that the chairman of the Parent-Teacher Association had such power. If she had known this, she would have run for election at that time.

Maybe she will be the one standing next to the teacher today, and she can find a cooler place to sit down and ask other parents to do other things.

I should have consulted multiple sources before making the decision. I was too hasty.

Wen Ni was regretting not running for the position of chairman of the Parents' Committee, and Liu Meifang had already come to her door.

A note was in front of her, almost touching her eyes.

Wen Ni was annoyed, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Liu Meifang laughed softly, "I'll show you the precautions. On the back is the dish you need to prepare for lunch today. Remember, it must suit everyone's taste. Otherwise, if no one eats your dish, your son's performance at the sports meet today will be wiped out."

"My son has nothing to do with my poor cooking. If you want to punish someone, just punish me. Why involve the child?"

Just because Wen Ni doesn’t want to participate in the sports meet doesn’t mean Xingyue doesn’t want to.

What if no one really eats the food she cooks, then Xingyue will be implicated.

Wen Ni frowned. The school would not make such a decision. It must be that the chairman of the Parent-Teacher Association was bullying others by taking advantage of his power.

Since you are here, you should make the best of it. I just asked her to prepare it, but I didn't say she must do it herself. If you really don't know how to cook, you can go to the hotel to order food.

Wen Ni took the paper generously and read the contents on the back immediately.

A full Manchu-Han banquet.

When she saw those four big words, her eyes almost popped out.

My jaw was almost dislocated.

"Why, don't say you can't do it."

Liu Meifang looked her up and down. "However, you should be able to prepare lunch as an aunt. I can't. I never cook, and I believe other mothers don't cook either. I'll trouble you to prepare lunch."

"You're welcome. Solving problems is my strong point, so you can go with peace of mind, President."

"You... just want to talk nonsense, I'll let you go."

Liu Meifang left again, and this time she didn't come to bother Wen Ni again.

When the sports meet begins, students from each class need to gather on the playground to go through a series of procedures before the sports meet.

After a set of procedures, the sports meeting officially began at the principal's command.

Ye Nanzhou had not arrived yet after parking the car. Wen Ni nervously looked towards the door several times. If he didn't come soon, Wen Ni planned to retreat.

She doesn't care about any sports meet.

Xingyue noticed Wen Ni's thoughts and secretly made faces at him. She didn't want to be discovered by the teacher and called out on the spot.

Fortunately, Xingyue didn't care and still looked at Wen Ni with a smile.

After the teacher distributes the project list, students can return to their parents and report to the teacher in advance according to the competition they are participating in.

Because Wen Ni disagreed, Xingyue did not sign up for any project, but he was the one who participated in the most projects.

Needless to say, it must have been Liu Meifang's good deed.

Wen Ni looked at the other person, and the other person happened to look at her, so she immediately narrowed her eyes and revealed a fierce look.

"Next is the men's 50-meter race. Students whose names are called, please find your teachers and get ready in advance."

The broadcasting voice spread, and Wen Ni pushed Xingyue, "Be more casual for a while, don't always think about winning, okay? Our main purpose for the next few days is to participate."

Xingyue nodded and asked softly, "Mom, do you think you can go home early if you lose the game?"

"No, I'm just worried that you'll be stressed."

Wen Ni is stubborn.

She really hoped that the school had this rule so that she could go home early and enjoy the air conditioning instead of being tanned by ultraviolet rays here.

Xingyue smiled, "Don't worry, mom. I will definitely win."

Wen Ni didn't know whether this was a considerate or deliberate remark.

The students had all registered with their teachers and were walking towards the starting line of the stadium. Xingyue was at the end, and Wen Ni noticed that the starting equipment seemed to be broken.

She wanted to remind Hong Kong to stand up, the gun sounded, and the game began.