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After Jiang Mingzhuo left, he didn't go back to the classroom. Wen Jiale sent him a text message but nothing came of it. After lunch, Wen Jiale was tossing and turning on the table, always feeling that something bad happened.

Wen Jiale felt a little flustered. When Jiang Mingzhuo came, he came suddenly and forcefully broke into his life. Now that he disappeared so mysteriously, he seemed to have nothing to do. He thought in a mess all afternoon. In the afternoon, there was still no sign of Jiang Mingzhuo.

Wen Jiale had no choice but to go to Teacher Dong who took Jiang Mingzhuo away. Teacher Dong was vague about Jiang Mingzhuo's affairs, and didn't want to conclude that Jiang Mingzhuo would transfer classes.

When Mayor Jiang arrived at home, he finally let go of his gentle manner outside, and yelled at Jiang Mingzhuo: "Why did you tell me! Ah? How dare you lie, didn't you say that you chose science? If the teacher didn't report your grades If the slip is handed over to me, do I have to wait until you are admitted to university to know what subject you chose?"

Jiang Mingzhuo sat on the sofa and sneered: "Isn't it easy for parents to know how their children are doing at school? Call the teacher and ask the teacher, the class should communicate more, go to school frequently, or even ask the children yourself? "He raised his eyebrows, and said in a sarcastic tone: "You are the mayor, condescending, you have nothing to talk to a group of teachers and parents, right? What about me? You have time to eat steak with Gu Mingli, but you don't have time to ask me questions. Well, what can I say?"

After moving out of Gu Mingli, his father's arrogance immediately shrank by a head, but he still spoke plausibly: "I don't care what your reason is, and I don't care how much you are dissatisfied with me, but is the division of subjects a trivial matter? This is related to your major and yours." For the big event in the future, do you have any opinions on your parents, and you don't even care about your own future?"

Jiang Mingzhuo refused to retreat even one step, and retorted: "That's what you like and not what I like. Don't impose your wishes on me."

Mayor Jiang was tired of arguing with him. After all, he was busy with business, and it was already the best time to spend the whole morning. He rushed out of the door angrily and left the message, telling Jiang Mingzhuo to figure it out at home before going to school, otherwise there is no need to discuss this matter.

Jiang Mingzhuo thought that this time at least his father would be able to stay at home for a day, but he left before lunch time. He had a headache from the quarrel, and went back to the bedroom to sleep with his head covered in a daze.

Wen Jiale stared at Jiang Mingzhuo's seat after school, and decided to look for Jiang Mingzhuo after a while. He packed Jiang Mingzhuo's schoolbag, took the schoolbag and took a ride to Jiang Mingzhuo's house.

Jiang Mingzhuo thought he was dreaming when he heard the doorbell, but after a while, he heard the ringing of his mobile phone, he answered angrily: "Hello? Who is it?"

Wen Jiale was startled by his angry tone, and his voice became quieter, "It's me, Wen Jiale, I'm at your door, aren't you at home? Why don't you open the door?"

As soon as the voice finished speaking, the door in front of him was opened. Jiang Mingzhuo stood at the door with his mobile phone in his hand, and said pleasantly, "Piggy is very worried about me! Are you worried to death if I'm not here?"

When Wen Jiale was exposed by him, she became a little annoyed. She stuffed her schoolbag into his arms and said, "You have a good idea! Here is your schoolbag, I'll go first!"

Jiang Mingzhuo quickly grabbed him and said, "Don't, don't, you're here, come in and be with me, don't you want to know why I was taken home today?"

Wen Jiale was told about his thoughts, so he obediently entered the door. Jiang Mingzhuo recounted to Wen Jiale what happened during the day. After listening to Wen Jiale, Wen Jiale frowned worriedly and asked him: "Then will you really transfer?"

Not to mention that Jiang Mingzhuo didn't want to turn around at first, seeing Wen Jiale's pitiful little appearance, he was even more unwilling to turn around. He got up and brought Wen Jiale a can of Coke, and said, "Of course not, my dad, He just treats me badly, if I move out of my mother, he will be able to persuade him immediately."

Wen Jiale took a sip of his Coke, was silent for a while, and asked him: "Is that your mother when we went to eat last time?"

Jiang Mingzhuo smiled and said: "You are finally willing to ask me, I thought you would hold back and never ask." He leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs, and said: "In terms of blood, she is indeed my mother, but I don't recognize her, whoever she loves."

Wen Jiale cast a puzzled look at Jiang Mingzhuo, Jiang Mingzhuo put his feet on Wen Jiale's lap, lay on the sofa and said lazily: "My father is her father's student, she is young, beautiful, from a superior family background, I like her There are too many people, but my dad was just an ordinary student who was poor and had no family background. Her dad thought she was too wild and needed a stable man to help her calm down, so he took a fancy to my dad. My dad was terrified. I married her with all my heart, and was obedient to her, but she still looked down on my father, thinking that my father was attached to her family."

Jiang Mingzhuo stared at the ceiling, and continued, "She didn't want to give birth to me at first, and thought it would delay her free life, but at that time my dad made it up, and she was in the evaluation period, so she couldn't go out and fool around. My dad can't afford to offend me." The father-in-law's family will continue to rely on his father-in-law's connections and family background. They just pretend not to know that she is fooling around outside. As long as she comes home, they treat her as if they are serving the queen mother. Later, her father retired, and she became more presumptuous with fewer people to care about. , holding the money and saying it’s investment, but in fact it’s messing around with people in the circle, until now.”

Jiang Mingzhuo sat up from the sofa, took two gulps of Wen Jiale's Coke, and asked him, "Do you know why I transferred schools?"

Wen Jiale shook his head, and Jiang Mingzhuo said: "Because she was caught fooling around with people and was photographed not to mention it, but also engaged in some fringe transactions with people, and was found out. My father took a lot of effort to clear her of the suspicion." , not only will there be no hope of official career in the future, but the rumors about our family will be known to everyone over there."

After Jiang Mingzhuo finished speaking, the room was silent for a while, Wen Jiale rubbed against the coffee table, shook the coke can twice, and said cautiously: "Jiang Mingzhuo, you just finished drinking my coke."

Jiang Mingzhuo looked at Wen Jiale with hatred, he didn't expect himself to say these things to win Wen Jiale's sympathy, but whether Wen Jiale was too nervous, Jiang Mingzhuo began to doubt himself.

Seeing that Jiang Mingzhuo had no intention of opening another can of Coke for himself, Wen Jiale thought that his plan to divert the topic had failed, so he sighed and said, "No wonder you have such a weird and stubborn temper, so you followed your mother."

Jiang Mingzhuo got up from the sofa, staring at him and questioning him: "How am I like her? I'm not good at all!"

Wen Jiale patted Jiang Mingzhuo's head like smoothing the hair of an egg, and said, "You still said that there is no such thing, so it is not there now."

Jiang Mingzhuo felt strangely that the boredom and depression that had plagued him for a long time had been swept away. If it wasn't for the suspicion of excessive cosplay, he really wanted to bow his head and let Wen Jiale touch it again.

Wen Jiale was very stingy, he only got up after fooling him a few times, and said, "Can I have another can of Coke?"

Jiang Mingzhuo's wishes were not fulfilled, and he was full of dissatisfaction, "What do you drink? If you drink Coke without eating, you won't grow taller. Don't drink any more."

Wen Jiale sighed in despair, and succumbed to Coke: "Anyway, I won't grow taller, so give me another can."

Jiang Mingzhuo was overjoyed, and gestured in front of him with his hand, nodded and said: "It's fine if you don't grow taller, this height suits me well."

Wen Jiale rolled his eyes and said, "Smelly shameless."

The two of them were arguing, when Wen Jiale's phone rang suddenly, and it was Teacher Yao who called, Wen Jiale quickly picked it up, and Teacher Yao said beamingly: "Lele, why haven't you come home yet? Today Mom is home and has received your report card, Lele is awesome, can mom make you sweet and sour ribs?"

Wen Jiale hugged the phone and nodded, Jiang Mingzhuo was so stupid that he held his forehead, Wen Jiale finally came to his senses, hummed hard twice, hung up the phone and said to Jiang Mingzhuo: "I'm going home, you can stay at home by yourself!"

Jiang Mingzhuo sent him to the door. When Wen Jiale wanted to open the door, Jiang Mingzhuo held his hand quickly. Wen Jiale was trapped in a small world between the entrance and the door by Jiang Mingzhuo. Jiang Mingzhuo asked him: "I'm not at school today. , are you worried about me? Tell the truth. "

Wen Jiale's heart was beating wildly, thumping like it was going to jump out of his chest, he had to put his hands on his heart, and said awkwardly: "You...you left suddenly...everyone would be worried!"

Jiang Mingzhuo smiled contentedly: "That's enough to worry about me, that's all, you can go home, don't worry about me, I'm fine!"

Wen Jiale had a feeling that he had successfully escaped from danger, and it was only when he went out that he realized that he had forgotten the most important question. He never asked Jiang Mingzhuo when he would return to school, so Wen Jiale boarded the car anxiously and went home All the way, I was thinking about how Jiang Mingzhuo would deal with this matter with his father.

He remembered what Jiang Mingzhuo said about his family.Wen Jiale guessed that Jiang Mingzhuo's temper should come from his parents, but he didn't expect that the problems between his parents were so serious. From this point of view, Jiang Mingzhuo's character can already be called very good.

Mayor Jiang went home at nine o'clock in the evening. He had to deal with Jiang Mingzhuo's affairs in the morning, and he had to make up for his work in the evening. After all, it's a brand new job post.

Jiang Mingzhuo was lying on the bed in the bedroom playing games with a loud voice. He deliberately played it for his father. He didn't know the meaning of this childish trick, but he still wanted to challenge his father's authority.

His father went to the bathroom to wash his hands, pushed the door open and entered his room, but he didn't go in, but stood at the door and asked him calmly, "Have you figured it out yet?"

Jiang Mingzhuo threw away the phone, sat up from the bed, and said, "Dad, I have a similar temper to her, right? Will you treat her with this attitude?"

There was a moment of silence, and then his father said: "You are much better than her."

"But I'm not good after all, because I'm her son, Dad, you should have realized this earlier."

Jiang Mingzhuo went to school the next day. When Wen Jiale entered the classroom and saw Jiang Mingzhuo sitting on his seat, he excitedly jumped up to him and said, "I thought you would be trapped for a few more days."

Jiang Mingzhuo acted bravely in front of him, shook his head, and said, "Who am I? If I do what I say, will I lie? Will I tell lies?"

Wen Jiale took out a small biscuit from his schoolbag, gave one to Jiang Mingzhuo, and said, "Try it quickly, my mother rewarded me for my progress in the exam, and specially baked the small biscuit, it's delicious."

Jiang Mingzhuo stuffed the cookie into his mouth and asked him, "Really? How much has it improved? Are there sweet and sour short ribs and handmade cookies?"

Wen Jiale waved two fingers in front of Jiang Mingzhuo and said, "No.2, hehehe!"

Jiang Mingzhuo also thought the cookies were delicious, so he took another piece and asked, "What about me? Where did I get in the exam?"

Wen Jiale narrowed his eyes and smiled: "A bit lower than me, No.3."

Jiang Mingzhuo nodded and boasted: "That's good. It seems that I am a good teacher. Wen Jiale's grades have been improving all the way, thanks to the careful guidance of Coach Jiang Mingzhuo."

Wen Jiale was unhappy when he heard it, put away the small biscuit box, and said triumphantly, "Stop being so pretty!"