Chapter 452 Who makes her so popular?
Fu Zheng could see clearly what Ilia was thinking at a glance.
She wanted to get close to him, but she was proud and arrogant. After being ridiculed by him once, she couldn't bring herself to pester him like before. She could only hint at it, which seemed a bit contradictory.
The last time Fu Zheng encountered such behavior was in high school.
A little girl found an excuse to give him her breakfast, but when he refused, her face turned red and white, and she snatched the breakfast away and said fiercely: If you don’t want to eat it, then don’t eat it. I don’t want to give it to you anymore!
The little girl returned to her seat in frustration. During the break, she held up a pen and asked him, "Hey, is this your pen? I just picked it up from the ground."
It's obvious at first glance that Ilia was raised by her family and spoiled.
To Fu Zheng, such a person is still a child, and it is impossible for him to have any thoughts about a child.
"Of course it's something important," he said.
It's the same as not saying anything.
Ilia was furious.
She wanted to ask something else, to say a few more words to him, but she was afraid that he would accuse her of being tactless.
There was the sound of steady footsteps coming down the stairs.
The man looked to be in his fifties. After years of experience, his face was elegant and peaceful, yet he was intimidating without even getting angry.
Seeing the person coming, Fu Zheng stood up, nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Mr.
Ilia turned her head and called out, "Uncle."
"Xiao Fu, you're here, sit down."
Xie Zhen smiled kindly, then turned his gaze towards Ilia, saying with an air of compulsion that brooked no refusal, "Ilia, Xiao Fu and I have something to discuss. Please go back upstairs first."
Ilia bit her lip and could only nod in agreement.
She hadn't been here for more than ten years. This time, the Xie family seemed very welcoming on the surface, but they seemed distant when they got along. It was not a place where she could do whatever she wanted.
Looking at Ilia's back as she went upstairs, Xie Zhen smiled faintly and sat down opposite Fu Zheng. "Ilia is a spoiled child. Please bear with me if she says anything offensive."
Fu Zheng smiled and said, "Not long ago, I was in danger. I was able to escape because of your impartiality and integrity. I am deeply grateful to you. Ilia is a child and she is your niece. How could I hold a grudge against her?"
"As a cadre, it is my duty to be honest and fair to the people. What is there to be grateful for? If you want to thank someone, why not thank your wife?" Xie Zhen said with a smile.
"My wife?"
"Yes, she came to see me, didn't you know?"
It was only then that Fu Zheng learned that on the day Wen Liang returned to China, after angering him in the detention center, he found a way to meet Xie Zhen, hoping that Xie Zhen could help him.
Fu Zheng smiled helplessly, his heart deeply moved.
She must have been very angry at that time, but she was still trying to find a way to save him.
For the next week, Fu Zheng called Wen Liang every day, looking forward to Wen Liang's return.
Wen Liang comforted him, saying that the filming process was going smoothly and he should be able to go back soon.
The principal of Huize Kindergarten received a guest that day.
This guest is of extraordinary identity. She is the niece of the leader above and a mixed-race who returned from abroad.
According to the leader's niece, one of her friends is about to return to China with her child and asked her to help inspect the local kindergarten.
Huize Kindergarten is one of the best private kindergartens in Jiangcheng.
The environment, teachers, canteen, services, etc. are all at the top level, including tuition fees.
The kindergarten does not have winter or summer vacations, only a two-week holiday during the Spring Festival every year, which is equivalent to a nursery. In addition, the kindergarten also offers several interest classes for students to develop their interests and hobbies.
Children from ordinary families cannot afford to attend such kindergartens, so the children here all come from special families.
The principal eagerly introduced the basic conditions and facilities of the kindergarten to Ilia, hoping to win her favor.
Ilia could only communicate with her patiently and pretend to be decent.
After the director finished his introduction, he asked, "Ms. Ilia, is there anything else you would like to know?"
Ilia finally had the chance to speak, "I want to see the classroom environment."
"Okay, I'll take you there now. The children are in class now. We can listen to the level of our teachers outside the classroom. I guarantee you will be satisfied."
Ilia nodded and quickly followed the headmaster.
The head teacher led Ilia to the window outside the senior class classroom and quietly introduced her, "Teacher Jiang is an excellent kindergarten teacher who has won a city-level excellence award..."
Ilia interrupted her, "My friend's child is just four years old and should be in the middle class after he comes back."
The head teacher understood what she meant and said, "Okay, I'll take you to the middle class to have a look."
There are two classes in the middle class. The head teacher brought Ilia to the classroom of Class 1 in the middle class and introduced something.
Ilia didn't listen. Her eyes wandered among the children in the classroom, and she counted silently in her mind: one, two, three...
She remembered that Fu Qingyue told her that the child was in the second row, fourth column.
Ilia looked over.
She was a very cute little girl with a chubby face, big, black, round eyes, a small and cute nose, and chubby lips. She had two little buns tied with a strawberry hairband.
The little girl looks so adorable as she listens to the class seriously.
Ilia fell in love with the child at once.
She slowly walked forward a few steps, came to the window of the front door, and carefully observed the little girl's face.
The little girl's eyebrows and eyes do resemble Fu Zheng somewhat.
It seems that Fu Qingyue did not lie to her.
Ilia pursed her lips.
Although she minded that Fu Zheng had a child with another woman, the child was so cute and his biological mother was dead, so Ilia could accept it.
Moreover, this child will be the greatest help for her and Fu Zheng to be together!
"Miss Ilia, what do you think?" The headmaster talked to himself for a long time, but did not see any response from Ilia, so he could not help but ask.
Ilia came back to her senses and glanced at her watch. "I want to go over there and see where the kids play during recess."
"Okay, I'll take you there right away." The headmaster didn't notice anything strange.
This is where the children go to school every day, so of course we have to be careful.
As the two of them walked towards the play area, they heard a bell ringing.
The headmaster explained, "This is the bell for recess."
As soon as he finished speaking, the children in the classroom came out one after another, cheering and playing. A few children who were fast ran quickly to the slide, see-saw and other entertainment facilities.
Several children recognized the head teacher and greeted her politely.
The headmaster responded with a smile and said to Ilia, "Miss Ilia, if you are worried, you can stay here for a while and see how they play."
"good."
Ilia responded, but her eyes involuntarily swept across all the students and finally glanced at the middle class classroom.
Fu Shifan doesn't seem to have come out yet.
Ilia walked to the shade of the tree and turned around to see Fu Shifan walking out of the classroom while munching on a small cake, accompanied by a few good friends.
"Fanfan, let's go play on the slide?" said a little boy next to him.
"No, let's go play on the trampoline!" said another little girl.
At this time, a little boy ran over from the side, "Fanfan, come play on the seesaw with me!"
The first little boy pouted, "Fanfan, do you want to go play on the slide with me, or play on the trampoline with her, or play on the seesaw with him?"
"Can I not go at all?" Fu Shifan looked at the children gathered around him and held his forehead helplessly.
Who made her so popular?
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