Thinking of this, Mu Ran sighed and his eyes slid across the man in a well-tailored suit in front of him.
My eyes widened in surprise. Mr. Jiang?! Why is he here?!
Jiang Yiran was in Class A, a senior year science class, and his daughter and Ruan Anan seemed to be both in the liberal arts class, so who was he holding the parent-teacher conference for?!
Although he didn't understand, his intuition told him that this was why he helped the Mu family...
As time passed, the parents gradually arrived.
Senior year science class A.
Jiang Yiran stood there, watching as all the uncles and aunts he had grown up with arrived, but no one was there to attend the parent-teacher conference. Jiang Yiran felt a little annoyed for no reason.
Although in the past my father would only attend the parent-teacher meetings for Jiang Wuyang, he would at least send someone to come to my place. But now it’s almost starting and I haven’t seen him.
As I looked at the stairs, I didn't see any familiar people, but Ruan Anan's figure appeared in my sight.
Jiang Yiran was upset inside, but he had to put on a smile.
"An An, why are you here?"
Ruan Anan smiled shyly: "I came to see if uncle is here."
Jiang Yiran frowned after hearing this: "What do you mean? Didn't father go to your place?"
In the past, my father would always go very early to parent-teacher meetings for Yangyang.
Ruan Anan looked innocent, stunned for a moment, the corners of her eyes began to redden, and she shook her head: "No, uncle didn't go to my place. Does uncle dislike me?"
Jiang Yiran took out his cell phone and looked at the message he sent to his father yesterday. Well, there was no reply.
If you haven’t replied at this point, I guess you have read it but not replied.
Jiang Yiran sighed, "Don't worry, Dad might have been delayed by something." After a pause, Jiang Yiran added, "He might have gone to a parent-teacher meeting for Yangyang. Don't worry too much, I haven't even arrived yet."
As soon as the words fell, the voice of Special Assistant Liu Chen rang out.
"Master! Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road and I'm late."
Jiang Yiran nodded. In the past, his father's two special assistants took turns to attend parent-teacher conferences for him. Now that Liu Chen came, it was not surprising.
Ruan Anan's face froze for a moment. She didn't want Liu Chen, she wanted Jiang Jinrang to come in person. Otherwise, how could she save face? !
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