Princess Promotion

Yan Mingzhe stood on the side of the road with a gloomy face. The low pressure area could be seen within a radius of ten miles.

Compared with Yan Mingzhe, Fu Hongxuan, who is usually cold and solemn, standing next to him, seems much more amiable.

The bell rang, and children of all ages came out one after another. Fu Hongxuan looked around but didn't see Zhou Mingrui.

Then he turned to Yan Mingzhe and asked, "Master, why didn't Xiaorui come out?"

Yan Mingzhe thought of Zhou Mingrui, and his expression finally brightened. He replied, "He should be in the back. Wait a little longer. If he hasn't come out yet, go in and find him."

Fu Hongxuan and Yan Mingzhe waited at the door for a long time, and most people had left.

Only then did he see a familiar little figure walking slowly behind the crowd, with his head lowered, isolated from the world.

Fu Hongxuan shouted, "Xiao Rui, here!"

Zhou Mingrui heard the familiar voice, slowly looked up and saw Fu Hongxuan, then quickened his pace and walked towards Fu Hongxuan.

She stood in front of Fu Hongxuan and called out obediently, "Uncle Fu!"

Then he lowered his head, tugged at Fu Hongxuan's sleeve, and said in a whisper as soft as a mosquito: "Mr. Yan!"

Yan Mingzhe made a "hmm" sound in his throat.

Fu Hongxuan took Zhou Mingrui's hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you to buy something delicious."

Yan Mingzhe looked at the loving father and filial son, and the veins in his head twitched.

They were really close and she didn't even look at this old man the whole time.

Zhou Mingrui followed Fu Hongxuan for two steps, then turned around and saw Yan Mingzhe standing there. After thinking for a moment, he extended his other hand to Yan Mingzhe and said, "Hold hands."

Yan Mingzhe snorted coldly, and two grown men held hands in public.

It's totally disgraceful and what a disgrace.

Yan Mingzhe ignored Zhou Mingrui, and Zhou Mingrui just kept waiting with his hand outstretched.

Finally, Yan Mingzhe was defeated. He walked over, held Zhou Mingrui's hand, and said coldly, "This is just the first time. It won't happen again."

He definitely didn't soften his heart, but he was standing there in the street, which was too eye-catching.

Two adults and one child were walking on the bustling streets.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, watch the lights of thousands of homes gradually light up.

The country is peaceful and prosperous, and people live and work in peace and contentment. Such days are precious.

Yan Mingzhe looked down at Zhou Mingrui's white and tender little hands, which were white, delicate and without a single flaw.

As soon as I turned my eyes, I saw a hand that was completely different from Zhou Mingrui's, a rough hand covered with scars.

Yan Mingzhe still remembers that when Fu Hongxuan and Zhou Mingrui were this age, their hands were already covered with calluses.

It feels rougher than that of an adult man, ever since Brother Fu left.

Fu Hongxuan had to shoulder the responsibility of the entire family at a young age. He had been walking on thin ice for more than ten years and dared not take a wrong step.

At that time, Fu Hongxuan was only a few years older than Zhou Rui!

Before we knew it, the children had grown up.

Yan Mingzhe thought that maybe he was really old, and his children and grandchildren would have their own blessings.

It's a rare opportunity for Fu Hongxuan to meet a girl he truly likes, so it's okay for him to agree to her.

Now the war is over, and Your Majesty is a wise and benevolent ruler.

It's okay to just follow his advice. After all, we have this old man looking after us, so nothing big will go wrong.

Then they met the clay figurine Yao Chuguang at the gate of the general's mansion...

It is not an exaggeration to call him a clay figure. Yao Chuguang is completely wrapped in mud, revealing only a pair of round eyes and a mouthful of big white teeth.

Fu Hongxuan hurriedly walked over and asked with concern: "Are you hurt?"

When Yao Chuguang saw Zhou Mingrui hiding behind Fu Hongxuan, he popped his head out and looked at her with concern but also with some caution.

Yao Chuguang gave a wicked smile and said "Hehe!", grabbing Zhou Mingrui.

Zhou Mingrui, who was clean and fair the moment before, instantly turned into a dirty little cat.

At this moment, the string called reason broke in Yan Mingzhe's mind.

At night, Yan Mingzhe took out the ancient books and began to study as usual.

A quarter of an hour later, Yan Mingzhe put the book down helplessly, unable to read a single word.

Forget it, let’s go to bed early today!

Yan Mingzhe blew out the oil lamp, lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

Late at night, Yan Mingzhe opened his eyes wide and looked at the top of the bed curtain.

He slammed his palms hard on the bed and sat up with a somersault.

Yan Mingzhe couldn't accept that yellow-haired girl after all!

Since Fu Hongxuan doesn't work, let's reform this yellow-haired girl.

Considering that he has been teaching and educating people for decades, and has produced so many outstanding students, it is no exaggeration to say that his students are all over the world.

The next morning, Fu Hongxuan came to pick up Zhou Mingrui to go to school.

Yan Mingzhe asked with dark circles under his eyes, "Why are you the one delivering it? Where's Shen San?"