Qiao Nansheng stood at the door, looking troubled.
She had no idea which kindergarten it was. What was she going to do? She should have asked Sheng Zhuo what the kindergarten was called earlier. Now that he was gone, where was she going to ask him?
As she was worrying, a greeting voice suddenly came from behind her—
"Oh, isn't this Teacher Qiao? Pengpeng, quickly say good morning to Teacher Qiao."
Qiao Nansheng turned around and saw a woman in her forties or fifties holding a child's hand not far behind her. She frowned and asked in confusion, "Who are you...?"
"I'm Pengpeng's grandma," the aunt introduced herself with a smile. "Teacher Qiao, you've come so early today."
If they recognize me, then they must go to the same school as me, Qiao Nansheng thought to herself, and smiled: "Yes, have you had breakfast yet?"
"I've eaten, I've eaten."
Qiao Nansheng waited for the grandmother and grandson to arrive, then stepped into the school with them.
She had barely taken two steps into the school when the woman walking in front of her turned around and looked at her with a puzzled expression: "Teacher Qiao, what are you doing following me? Have you transferred to our school?"
"?"
Did we go to the wrong place?
Qiao Nansheng was immediately embarrassed. She looked up at the school's name and said apologetically, "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't sleep well last night and my eyes are a little uncomfortable. I couldn't see the direction clearly and just followed you in while I was talking to you. I thought it was our school."
"Oh." The aunt didn't suspect anything and looked down at the child, saying, "Come on, Teacher Qiao is going to work. What should Pengpeng say to Teacher Qiao?"
Hearing his grandmother's words, three-year-old Pengpeng raised his little hand and said in a childish voice, "Goodbye, Teacher Qiao!"
Qiao Nansheng awkwardly responded twice and quickly turned to go to the school next door.
This time, she had only taken a few steps through the door when she was stopped by the security guard at the entrance. Qiao Nansheng thought she had gone to the wrong place again, but then she heard the security guard say, "Teacher Qiao, you haven't clocked in yet."
"..."
Yes, the security guard at the gate next door wasn't there and didn't clock in, so Pengpeng's grandma spoke after she entered the school.
Qiao Nansheng's face remained flushed, but she pretended to be calm and nodded, "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot."
She swiped her thumb to clock in, heard a "ding" sound, and then quickly entered the school.
Qiao Nansheng's face was burning hot. Ugh, this is so embarrassing!
That brat Xiao Ai, she didn't even bother to remind him!
You have the nerve to call yourself my fan? Humph, you fake fan!
[Don't think I can't hear you talking bad about me.] Xiao Ai's voice.
Qiao Nansheng snorted inwardly—why didn't you remind me when I wasn't on hibernation? You made me go to the wrong school, so embarrassing, thankfully it didn't arouse suspicion.
[Just finished a class, learning how to cultivate an excellent host.]
—Does yours require classes?
[That's right.]
—So, we're in an unlicensed contract now? No, why do I suddenly feel like you're unreliable?
[...Don't think I'll go easy on you just because I'm your fan. I'll give you one more chance to speak: a death threat in response to a CEO romance novel.]
Qiao Nansheng: ...
This is so hard for me.
A system can threaten me like this.
But what can I do? I need it to survive and divorce Zhou Cheng unharmed. Otherwise, I'll have to go back to "The Domineering CEO" and be tortured.
Oh well, never mind. A real man can bend and stretch. It's just admitting a mistake.
"Okay, I admit I was wrong. But Xiao Ai, it's been half a month already, why hasn't the novel data been successfully entered yet? Zhou Cheng will be back in another half month, and I don't know anything about it. What if I'm exposed?"
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