Mrs. Huo wants to have a second child

Jiang Yuehan hugged him lovingly and gently kissed his face buried in her shoulder.

They held each other like this for a long time before Huo Qihan stood up.

"Remember to send me the file."

"Huh? What file?" Jiang Yuehan was a little confused.

"Send me the files for your project and I'll take a look at it for you when I have time."

Jiang Yuehan refused, waving her fingers in front of Huo Qihan, "Don't even think about it. If I send it to you, you will definitely be busy dealing with it for me immediately. I don't want it."

Huo Qihan chuckled helplessly, "You really don't want me to help you?"

"It's not that I don't want you to help me, but I don't want you to lose the little rest time you already have because of me."

Taking out her phone and checking the time, Jiang Yuehan saw that it was almost time for her appointment with Teacher Lin. She picked up her schoolbag and said, "I have to go to school first. Please be careful on the road."

Huo Qihan nodded, "I'll pick you up when I'm done."

Jiang Yuhan had no choice but to agree, "Okay~"

……

Jiang Yuyao couldn't count how many times her baby sighed when faced with this set of questions.

Finally, she couldn't hold back her curiosity any longer, so she walked over to the little guy's desk, looked at the test paper filled with question marks, and asked, "Baby, what's wrong?"

Huo Qinzhu turned to look at her mother and sighed helplessly, "Nothing."

But her voice sounded listless, how could Jiang Yuyao believe it?

Jiang Yuyao reached out and picked up the little guy lying on the table, walked out of the study room and went to the sun room.

"Mom, I haven't finished my test paper yet." Huo Qinzhu suddenly became nervous, and her small hands tightly grasped the clothes on Jiang Yuyao's shoulders.

Jiang Yuyao held the person in her arms and sat on the sun-soaked hanging chair. "It's okay. We won't study today. Let's take a rest today."

Jiang Yuyao had always disapproved of Huo Qinzhu studying multiple subjects at such a young age.

Today, I saw the little guy staring at the test paper and sighing more than once. Naturally, I thought that the little guy was beginning to feel a period of fatigue in studying like her.

But Huo Qinzhu shook her head, her face full of embarrassment, and she stammered, "But, I have to complete the task assigned by the teacher."

"And the teacher said it will be checked tomorrow."

Jiang Yuyao calmly stroked the little fellow's cheeks and soothed him, "It's okay. Mommy will tell the teacher for you."

"It's okay for our Zhenzhen to just take a day off today."

"Really? Will the teacher agree?"

The little guy obviously didn't believe that his extremely strict teacher would agree.

Jiang Yuyao gave her an expression that said, "Leave it to me," but what happened next caught Jiang Yuyao completely off guard.

After she dialed the number, a female voice that was completely unfamiliar to her came from the other end, "Teacher Wu?"

Jiang Yuyao spoke uncertainly. Why did she remember that the little guy’s math teacher’s voice was not like this?

"Who is this?" The unhappy female voice on the other end of the phone sounded again. Jiang Yuyao even suspected that she had called the wrong person.

So she took out her phone and quickly checked the number, frowning in confusion, "Did I dial the right number?"

Jiang Yuyao spoke again, "Excuse me, are you Huo Qinzhu's math instructor? I am Huo Qinzhu's mother."

Now, the person on the other end of the phone suddenly realized who was calling, but her attitude was still unfriendly.