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Jin Botao took out a cigarette and gave it to the principal. The principal didn't dare to take it, and kept pushing him away until Jin Botao frowned impatiently. Then he took it and held it in his palm, almost sweating.

He really didn't dare to provoke this person, and was even a little afraid of him.

Some people have money but have no power in their hands. There is nothing to be afraid of such people. Sometimes they even give them some money to beg for mercy, so that their children can receive some special care in school, but Jin Botao is not such a person. If the business is big, there will be more ties with officials, and if you have a wide network, it is impossible to have no power in your hands.

If you have money and power, the situation is different. They are a public institution, and the position of the principal is not small, but he is not too big if he is said to be big. Can you sit still with your eyesight?

Therefore, he was a little apprehensive, and when he saw Jin Wendong, he felt a headache for this "ancestor" who had caused trouble.

Jin Botao lit a cigarette, nodded and signaled to the principal: "You can do what you see."

The principal is only in his early forties, and he has only been in office for a few years. His qualifications are not very deep, and he can't afford him to say "you", but it is precisely because of his junior qualifications that he really understands what he said "it's up to you". No clue.

He didn't want to talk too much, leaning back against the window, the mature man swallowed his clouds, with a romantic charm of his own.

Lao Wang has been the homeroom teacher for a long time. Looking at his posture, he nodded to the principal, signaling him to leave at this time, and there is nothing for them behind.

So several people resigned without embarrassment, and Jin Wendong didn't raise his eyelids a few times from the beginning to the end.

"I happened to be passing by after finishing my work, and I wanted to come in to see you. I didn't expect to hear such a 'surprise'." Jin Botao took a puff of cigarette and exhaled, "I heard from your Aunt Song that you don't come home very often. Where is it?"

Jin Wendong thought it was funny, he himself didn't patronize that "home" very much, but he still remembered to put an eyeliner by his side and always report his whereabouts, was it out of a little paternal love as a father or responsibility?

Then in his imagination, he heard that he still cared about that "home", and remembered to visit his school when he passed by, how should he react?Weeping with gratitude?Flattered?

He thought for a while, "I'm sorry for wasting your time."

Jin Botao directly stubbed out the cigarette and stared at him coldly.

"You have to talk to me like this, don't you?" He straightened his body and tensed his facial features, "Arguing with each other, arguing with each other, how long are you going to confront me? Our father and son have to live like this For a lifetime, right?"

"It's as if I'm sorry for you." Jin Wendong finally smiled, but the smile was a little sarcastic, "You drove my mother crazy back then, so you should understand that the love between father and son in this life That's all."

——Jin Botao's complexion suddenly changed.

"Okay," Jin Wendong took a step back, "You want to see people, and you have already seen them now, thank you for your relief today, although it was originally a big thing, let you make a big deal out of it, I still have lessons , I won’t accompany you.”

Jin Botao remained silent with a livid face.

Jin Wendong ignored him, turned his head and walked away. His legs were already long, and he deliberately took big strides to speed up his pace, and he disappeared from Jin Botao's eyes within half a minute.

That day Jin Botao stood there for a long time, the butt of his stubbed cigarette fell on the window sill, and the ash was blown gently by the wind, staining his suit.

After school was over, Wen Jinran was sent to the school gate by Jin Wendong as usual.

Song Yaxiang was still waiting at the old place. Wen Jinran was very happy, and just about to wave at her, only to find a man standing beside her, wearing a black suit, with meticulous hairdo. I can praise Yushu Linfeng.

Wen Jinran's raised hand froze in the air, Jin Wendong stopped suddenly, and held him back, "Wait a minute."

He wondered: "What's wrong?"

The man turned his head as if he was about to look over, Jin Wendong immediately let go of him like an electric shock, turned his face away slightly, seeing that the man didn't intend to look in their direction, he patted Wen Jinran's head, and said softly: "Hey, you go over there Well, I'm going to the cafeteria to eat."

Going forward, he also sent him to a similar location and left. Wen Jinran didn't become suspicious, and smiled coyly, "My mother doesn't seem to notice me yet. Let me see you leave today, shall I?"

Most of the time, it was Jin Wendong who watched Wen Jinran leave in the car, Wen Jinran felt astringent in his heart, several times he had to wait for Jin Wendong to enter the campus before letting Song Yaxiang start a fire.

Jin Wendong didn't care much about these things. Furthermore, Jin Botao was still not far away. He was afraid that his relationship with Wen Jinran would be investigated. If something happened, they would definitely not be able to bear the consequences now, so they could only avoid it for now. .

Hiding the best protection he can give Wen Jinran now.

After watching the back of him hastily entering the school gate, Wen Jinran raised his foot and walked in the direction of Song Yaxiang. Who would have thought that Song Yaxiang's face would change immediately after seeing him.

She winked and motioned Wen Jinran not to go, but Wen Jinran stopped where she was, a little dazed.

Unfortunately, Jin Botao followed her gaze and happened to look over at this time, and Wen Jinran was exposed to his sight like this. His hand holding the cigarette turned towards Wen Jinran, and said to Song Yaxiang, "Do you know this child?"

The smile on Song Yaxiang's face was stiff, she went over to pull Wen Jinran, and subconsciously protected him behind her, like a bird eager to protect its cub under its wings, but then she realized that it was too easy to make Jin Botao suspicious , and suppressed the instinct to hide Wen Jinran.

She forced a smile: "Mr. Jin, this is my... son."

Jin Botao was surprised in his heart, but his face was indifferent, he just shook the cigarette ash, and said in his calm tone: "Son? The person you begged me to relocate before should be him, right?"

"Ah..." Song Yaxiang was stunned for a moment before she realized that this incident seemed very far away for her. In just a few months, she experienced more than just a storm in her heart, "Ah yes, I am really sorry for you, really I'm sorry, but I haven't thanked my uncle yet."

Wen Jinran didn't understand why, but she still listened to her. As soon as she opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Jin Botao, "It's a little effort, no need. I'm still a little surprised to see you here today. I understand that you are a mother, but don't forget to go back and have a look."

When he said where to go back, Song Yaxiang knew it well, and also knew that he was saving himself some face in front of his son.

For him, this may be a normal self-cultivation demeanor, but for her, this insignificant tenderness is enough to make her mouth full of bitterness.