another teacher

"Dad, are you sick?" George looked at him with big black eyes.

Holk paused, and stroked his son's head, his face was a little pale.He didn't quite remember either, but today he felt the sun was glaring, so he opened all the curtains, and then...

It hurts to put my hand on my heart... Consciousness was blurred for a while, and when I came back to my senses, the office was already a mess.

Think about it, but there is nothing, only the heartache that twitches from time to time.

Looking down, he saw the black hair and eyes that resembled his profile but inherited from his mother.

Hulk sighed inwardly.

He must have thought of her, his ex-wife.That charming woman is charming and passionate.

In the end, he resolutely left him...

He took his son's hand, got into the car, and drove back to the castle.

The maids on both sides of the gate bowed and took the bags of clothes in their hands.

"Where's Lockes?" Hulk asked leisurely.

"Master is out."

"No need for lunch?"

"I have already used it with my wife in advance."

"The lady?"

"In the room."

Hulk led the child forward.

"Master, do you and Master George want to have lunch?"

"Well, in the small hall."

"Ok."

The maid took the clothes and retreated.

After a while, in the small hall, a delicious lunch was served.

Carefully filling his son's plate with food, Hulk smiled and watched his son concentrate on eating.

"Ah..." Meng Ying saw this scene when she went downstairs.

That sound made Hulk's heart twitch.

"Hello..." She blushed.

"Hello." Hulk smiled.

A maid came over: "Ma'am, what do you need?"

"I want to...drink...milk." Having just arrived in England, she doesn't speak English fluently enough.

"Come, sit here." The maid led her to the side of the main chair and pulled the chair away.

Not long after Meng Ying sat down, the maid brought hot milk.

"I'm not full." Hulk said softly.

Meng Ying shook her head: "Eat... I'm full." She is not used to it yet.

"You can speak Chinese to me, I can understand you." Hulk looked softer: "You don't need to be so nervous."

Meng Ying put down the milk she took a sip of, and her stiff back relaxed.The tenderness in her eyes warmed her heart a little.

This is a strange place, and the people around here are also strange people, and they are also full of strange languages.She was afraid that if she didn't know anything, she would act impolitely.All the time, except when the teacher is around.

Hearing Hulk's fluent Chinese, the distance to this person in my heart was shortened by the familiar hometown language.

"Thank you..." Meng Ying nodded with a smile.Chinese, you don't have to make her so restrained.Even though she will live in the UK in the future, please give her some time to adapt, break away from the shadow of her hometown and integrate into another strange culture.

Sensing another curious gaze, Meng Ying saw the boy with black hair and black eyes.

"Hello."

The boy smiled at him: "Hello."

"What's your name?" Meng Ying asked, speaking in English.

"George."

"My name is Meng Ying."

"Sister Mengying, are you uncle's wife?"

"Um……"

"Isn't there a wedding yet?" Hulk couldn't help but interjected.George looked at him curiously, unable to understand the other language in his father's mouth.

"Well... the priest came today. After signing, the teacher said that the only thing left is the wedding."

Crack!The knife and fork in Holker's hand fell off, and the sound of plates and dishes was so loud in the small empty hall, too loud and harsh.

"You..." He frowned, feeling very strange in his heart... When he met Meng Ying's strange eyes, he tried his best to suppress himself: "Congratulations..." These two words echoed repeatedly in his mouth. bitter.

"Hehe..." Meng Ying had a faint smile on her face.

George quietly ate his lunch, looking curiously at the two adults from time to time, speaking in a language he didn't understand.

"Where's Lockes?"

"He has a job." Meng Ying thought for a moment and said, "When he left, he said he would definitely come to have dinner with me."

"Really?" Hulk put the knife and fork that fell on the plate, and he lost his appetite.

"Have you got off work yet?" Meng Ying picked up the cup to drink milk.

Hulk shook his head: "George rests at noon, I'll pick him up. It's about time, and I'm sending him back."

"Huh?" Meng Ying put down the cup in her hand and said, "I thought British schools were closed education."

"Yes." Holker noticed that his son had finished eating, and handed him a glass of juice: "However, if there are special reasons, you can apply for day school."

"Oh..." Meng Ying looked at George curiously.

"This child..." Hulk said worriedly: "The body is not very good. I didn't take good care of it when I was born. The root of the disease has fallen. It's my fault..."

Meng Ying's heart was touched, she had no resistance to this kind of selfless and deep love.She was touched: "You are such a good father."

Hulk touched George's head: "He is my key..." Involuntarily, he felt that he said this sentence from the bottom of his heart.

"By the way, I heard that Lockes has gone out." What Hulk actually wanted to say was how he was willing to leave you alone.

"It seems that there is still something going on in the company. Let me stay here and not go out."

Meng Ying only knows this, but Hulk can easily understand from her words, it should be that after leaving for so many years, although important events or meetings can be videotaped by computer, but he himself does not know the development and changes of the company. Maybe I have experienced it myself, so right now, I should do a good "survey" at the company to see if there are any unclean people like "him" who have set up an ambush when I am not around... Does he not trust him? , even if they are half-brothers who have a close blood relationship.

"It's time for George to rest." He smiled at Meng Ying, took his son's hand, and walked upstairs, not paying attention to the flash of reluctance in his heart.

"Okay." Looking at the figures of the father and son, Meng Ying felt very warm in her heart.This was once what she wished for.

He was actually a nice guy, a good father, and a gentle brother.

However, apart from that burst of familiarity in my heart, what's going on with the trembling...

***

He hurried in, took off his coat and tie, and threw them to the servants beside him.

"Just do as I said... Hulk can resume observing as before, and no longer need to stare at him all the time. Since he didn't dare to make any moves when I was away for a few years, then when I come back, he will never May give him any chance."

"Yes Master."

"How about the wedding preparations?"

"The location, things, are almost ready."

This is the housekeeper who greeted him.

"Where are you here?"

"Master, the invitations have been drawn up and printed, and they are just waiting to be sent out."

"Well, keep the more important ones, and give the rest to Hans."

"Yes."

"The wedding must be held on schedule, no matter what, I will not delay."

"Yes, we understand, master (master)." The old housekeeper and Hans replied respectfully.

"Okay, Hans, you can go back and rest."

"Thank you master."

Hans took three steps back, turned and left.

Rocks led the old butler up the stairs.He stopped when he reached the second floor.

"What did Ma'am do today?"

"After you left, you drank a glass of milk, went upstairs and never came down.

"Really?" Lockes frowned: "Haven't you had dinner yet?"

"Madame said no one should disturb her."

"Go and prepare, I will come down to eat with my wife later, small hall."

"Yes Master."

He walked to the door, gently opened the doorknob, and walked inside.

On the big bed covered with veils, there was a person lying quietly in the middle, with eyes closed, breathing evenly, with a book in one hand that I didn't know how many pages to turn to; hair inside.There was a faint blush on both cheeks, and she was sleeping quite soundly.

He bent down, kissed the sleeping man, and murmured: "Honey, get up, let's go eat."

"Hmm..." Meng Yingwei frowned, unable to bear the harassment on that face, she opened her eyes: "Teacher..."

"Heh..." Lockes stretched out his hand and hugged Meng Ying: "Have you slept enough?"

"Hmm~" Wrapping her arms around the neck of the man beside her, Meng Ying leaned her head against this warm embrace.

"Let's go eat..."

Pulling some wrinkled clothes on the baby, Lockes carried her downstairs to eat.