C1673 Childhood Sweethearts
2. . . "Happy times are always fleeting. Today's parent-child activity has come to an end. Parents, please leave in sequence according to the door-to-door sequence. "
When Teacher Little Guo's final words came out, Huo Niannian felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.
The other children had to continue staying in the kindergarten to attend classes. The parents left very quickly, but they would look back in Gu Tingshen's direction from time to time.
Huo Niannian, who wanted to hand over their business cards, was crystal clear. She wanted to see how Gu Tingshen would refuse.
"Come to my house tomorrow as a guest. " Huo Niannian said to Tian Yi's father when she went out the door.
Tian Yi's father nodded. Of course, he was happy that his son could become Director Gu's child's playmate.
Tian Yi still didn't say anything. Apart from that, it didn't affect her and Nian Ci playing together.
Huo Niannian looked at Nian Ci and Tian Yi who were holding hands in front of her.
"Mister Yan, there is no need to be so restrained. You and us are friends outside the company. "
"Okay. " It was impossible to not be restrained. Tianyi's father smiled faintly. That solemn face looked even more awkward.
A group of people were chatting happily as they walked towards the entrance of the kindergarten. A man rushed up behind them.
"Hello, Mrs. Gu. I am the manager of Xiufeng. Can I take a few minutes of your time?"
"Yes. . . "
"[No, you can't. ]"
Huo Niannian had just opened her mouth when Gu Tingshen rejected her first. He was cold and straightforward.
He directly walked past this person and walked out of the door. He did not give her any face at all.
The manager with the so-called elegant style held up his business card and was quite embarrassed. He did not dare to move forward again.
The surrounding people were looking at him. With him as an example, everyone gave up on trying to get close to Gu Tingshen.
Gu Tingshen leaned against Huo Niannian's ear and whispered, "Did you learn it?"
"I did. "
Huo Niannian pursed her lips. She felt that this method was a little too embarrassing. Someone with Gu Tingshen's status was still alright. She was just a small jewelry designer and did not dare to say that.
After leaving the kindergarten entrance, Tian Yi ran towards his own car. Nian Ci also jogged over.
Huo Niannian and Gu Tingshen stood beside their car and watched as Nian Ci was taken away.
"Gu Nian Ci, are you going home with Tian Yi?"
When he heard his mother's voice, Nianci turned around and ran back with Tianyi.
"Nianci, it's already late today. We'll be visiting your house tomorrow. Let's go home first. "
Tian Yi's father carried his son and brought Nian Ci back to Huo Niannian's side.
At this moment, Huo Niannian realized a serious problem.
Initially, she only felt that Nian Ci and Tian Yi were children and neglected their gender. If Tian Yi and Nian Ci had grown up like this, they could be considered childhood sweethearts. . .
Childhood sweethearts. . .
Huo Niannian did not dare to think about it further when she thought of this. It was her imagination that went wild.
There was a fifty percent chance that Tian Yi would become her son-in-law. . .
The horror in her heart had already spread to her face. Huo Niannian stared at Tian Yi's indifferent little face and felt fear. She subconsciously regretted a step.
Behind her was the isolation pillar. This step did not balance her balance properly and she directly leaned back. Gu Tingshen made a move in time and hugged her in his arms.
This series of actions happened in the blink of an eye. Huo Niannian held Gu Tingshen's shoulder and steadied herself. Her face was very ugly.
"Niannian?" Gu Tingshen was shocked by Huo Niannian's actions, but seeing that her expression was a little ugly, he was relieved.
"Goodbye, Tian Yi. " Gu Tingshen reluctantly said goodbye and was carried into the car by Gu Tingshen.
Huo Niannian's mind was wide open and she was thinking about the future of the two children. She felt that it was necessary to tell Gu Tingshen about this matter.
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