Chapter 425: Only one person is visible in the circle of friends
The second master actually came here, but he didn't come in. He only talked to Yuan Tang'er at the door and then left.
If this wasn't for the female teacher, what else could it be for?
Is that man so fascinated just because of that face that looks so similar to Su Mi?
She felt sad and rushed into the kitchen.
The two maids were startled when they saw her coming in. They realized that she had heard the gossip. One maid reacted quickly and quickly lowered her head, called "Mrs." and then fled the scene.
Another maid was about to leave, but Wan Ziya held her back: "Stop."
The maid saw that Wan Ziya's face was pale and she was about to collapse any minute. She was afraid of being angered and asked tremblingly, "Do you have any instructions, madam?"
"You just said that Er Ye and Teacher Tang'er were talking at the door, right?" Wan Ziya gritted her teeth and tried her best to suppress her jealousy.
The maid took a breath, lowered her head, and did not dare to say anything.
"Speak clearly to me, or I'll fire you!" Wan Ziya raised her voice fiercely, but her usual gentleness was nowhere to be seen.
The maid then said with a sad face: "I didn't see it either. I heard that when the second master arrived, he didn't go in. He happened to meet Teacher Tang'er at the door, so he got into the car with her and said a few words. Specifically, I
I don’t know either…”
What, the two of them were sitting alone in the car chatting?
Wan Ziya felt sour juice rising from her stomach and clenched her palms tightly.
What can an employer or a tutor have to say that cannot be said directly in front of others?
Do you still have to get in the car and close the door?
The second master clearly wanted to get close to Yuan Tang'er on purpose.
The maid took the opportunity and ran away quickly.
Wan Ziya calmed down her mood, went in dejectedly, took two sips of water, and immediately smashed the cup to the ground as if to vent her hatred before walking out of the kitchen.
After going upstairs, she opened the door to her room and saw her daughter standing next to the air purifier in her room.
When Jin Weilai saw Wan Ziya coming back, she seemed startled and quickly stood up straight.
Wan Ziya looked at her as if she had done something shady and frowned:
"What are you doing in mom's room? Is something wrong?"
Jin Weilai adjusted her breathing and said, "Nothing, I just want to see my mother."
Wan Ziya was only thinking about Huo Shenxiu and Yuan Tang'er, so she didn't pay much attention to it. She said angrily: "Oh, mom is very tired and wants to rest. You go back to your room to play first."
Jin Weilai saw that her face was ugly, and she weakly tried: "Mom, don't be upset, how about I stay with you?"
Wan Ziya was impatient: "Mom doesn't need you to accompany me. If you want to play, let Yao Yun accompany you. Be good, don't disturb mom, and go back quickly."
Jin Weilai pursed her lips, walked out of the bedroom, closed the door, glanced at the closed door, slipped her little hand into her pants pocket, and touched the essential oil bottle, her little heart that had calmed down started beating wildly again.
Just now she dropped essential oil into the air purifier in her mother's room.
I also put a few drops in each of my mother's commonly used lotions, eye creams and essences.
Teacher Tanger said that essential oils can be used in this way.
I was almost discovered by my mother.
Fortunately, she responded quickly and her mother didn't ask any more questions.
If my mother knew that the essential oil was given by Teacher Tanger, she would definitely be very angry and throw away the essential oil.
At first she was still hesitating whether to do this secretly, but when she saw her mother's more haggard face again just now, she immediately became determined.
Her mother is in a bad mood and her temper is getting worse and worse. She wants to do her best for her mother.
Teacher Tanger is an international aromatherapist, and the essential oils she uses are definitely useful.
***
On weekends, Su Mi didn't have much work, so she stayed in the apartment with Xiao Subao.
After playing with her son all morning, after lunch, Xiao Subao went to take a nap, while she turned on the computer and wrote something for her official account.
Her official account directly uses Su Bao’s name and is called ‘Su Bao Time’.
When I opened this public account, my original intention was just to record the growth process of Subao.
Because I have worked in the entertainment industry, I occasionally write some insider anecdotes about the entertainment industry. Of course, in order not to reveal my identity as an actor, I write in the tone of others' submissions.
Later, I will write some TV series reviews and movie reviews.
Unexpectedly, more and more people are watching.
In just a few years, from a small and transparent blogger, the number of fans has exceeded millions.
Later, in addition to film reviews, she would also post short storytelling videos, each of which was an original script written by herself.
Therefore, the number of fans on her public account is growing day by day, and now she has become a popular blogger with considerable income.
Now, she updates her official account basically every day.
As I was writing this, my phone rang.
It's Jiang Qiaoyue calling.
Usually when Jiang Qiaoyue calls, nine times out of ten she will report something about Wan Ziya.
Sure enough, this time is no exception.
"Boss, Wan Ziya is looking for a kindergarten for her daughter these days. I think she wants to borrow her daughter to go to school and continue to stay in Tancheng."
Su Mi's beautiful eyes flashed, she took off her anti-blue light glasses and sat upright in the computer chair.
It seems that that slap did not dispel Wan Ziya's hope for Huo Shenxiu, but made her become more and more courageous.
A few days passed, Wan Ziya's mood adjusted, and she began to make plans again.
After thinking for a moment, Su Mi said, "Then has she found a kindergarten?"
Jiang Qiaoyue hummed: "She wants her daughter to enter Jinghua's kindergarten department."
Jinghua?
Su Mi crow's eyelashes twitched.
That was Huo Shenxiu's alma mater. The aristocratic school in the city where he attended just after he was brought back to the Huo family.
The children of local wealthy families in Tancheng who can get into Jinghua will not submit to other schools.
Wanziya is naturally no exception.
"However," Jiang Qiaoyue changed her voice again, "There seems to be a little trouble. The enrollment time for Jinghua's kindergarten department this year has passed. As you know, this kind of school is very strict in terms of quotas. Students in one class can only
It can be so much, but after time passes, it won’t be collected anymore
She is a student. Wan Ziya seems to have gone to Jinghua several times for this matter. She tried every means to get the school to accept her daughter. She probably used her identity as the other half of the chairman of the Huo Group. Jinghua took her identity into account.
It’s not easy to offend, so I agreed to let Jin Weilai go for the interview.”
A trace of sarcasm appeared on Su Mi's lips: "I know. Sister Qiaoqiao, thank you for your hard work."
I hung up the phone, thought for a moment, and glanced at the open bedroom door not far away.
Little Subao is taking a deep nap, and her soft white cheeks move with her breathing, which is really cute.
She looked at her son and couldn't help but feel a soft warmth in her heart.
Speaking of which, little Subao is going to kindergarten too.
Because of illness and unstable health, I never went to school.
Basically she taught him at home.
Now, since my health is better, I still need to find a school.
After all, normal social interaction is beneficial to the growth of children.
Moreover, it is inconvenient for her to take her son with her every time she works.
She blinked her eyelashes, picked up her phone, entered WeChat, and sent a message to Moments:
[I just came to Tancheng and am not very familiar with it. Is there any good kindergarten you can recommend? 】
This circle of friends is set to be visible to only one person.