Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

"Xiao Le is a boy. Don't worry too much. Besides, even if he doesn't come back all night, he won't suffer a loss! You'd better take good care of our baby daughter. Should you send her to school today?"

"Well, I don't regret my first day to school today. I'll drive her there. Don't worry!" Zhan Yan smiled and looked at Song Buhui's eyes very gently.

Song did not regret his first day of school and got along well with his new classmates.

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More specifically, she doesn't get along with people at all, of course, there can be no friction.

Song Buhui always looks very quiet. She sits in her own position. She listens attentively in class. After class, she doesn't go out to play. She still sits in her position and turns her head down to read. A naughty little boy comes to tease her and takes the initiative to talk to her. She ignores it. People pull her pigtail. She is like a little leopard, fighting back with her teeth and claws.

In essence, she is still very similar to song Zijin. She doesn't bully others, but she can't tolerate others to bully her.

Song Buhui's Chinese is not very good. In class, the teacher asked her to stand up and recite the text. Her voice is tender and sweet, but she reads a little stumbling. In the end, both Chinese and English are mixed, making other children laugh.

Song Buhui lowered his head somewhat shyly and sat back obediently.

After school, Zhan Yan drove to the school to pick her up, helped her carry her schoolbag, and asked with concern, "don't regret, how are you getting along with teachers and students at school today? Don't regret song's adaptation here?"

"Well, very good, Yan Yan's mother, don't worry about me, okay?" song Buhui nodded skillfully.

He sat in the car with Zhan Yan.

However, Zhan Yan was not in a hurry to drive, but had been waiting outside the school gate.

Song didn't regret sitting in the co pilot's position and didn't ask more. He just lowered his head and played with the tip of his fingers. There was a shallow scar on the back of his hand, which was accidentally hurt when arguing with the most naughty boy of his companions.

Zhan Yan put down the window and looked out of the window until he saw Xiao le and a group of half-aged children riding bicycles out of the school gate.

"Fu Yancheng!" she shouted, pushed the door to get off, and waved in the direction of Xiaole.

Xiaole was slightly surprised to see his car parked at the door. He waved to his companions to go first. He left the car and came to zhanyan, "Mom, why are you here?"

"Where did you go last night? You haven't been home all night. I think you owe it, don't you?" Zhan Yan asked calmly.

"It's too late to stay at my classmate's house! Don't worry, it's a male classmate! Mom, are you menopausal? You're paranoid all day!"

Zhan Yan stared at him and said, "it's getting bigger and smaller. Fu Yancheng, only this time, next time, you'll never go home! You're only eight years old, so you learn not to go home at night?"

"OK, I see!" Xiao Le said angrily, looked at the car and said with a smile, "Mom, you came to pick me up specially?"

"What I want is beauty. I'll just take you back on the way!" Zhan Yan said and entered the cab.

Xiao Le only thought his mother was embarrassed to admit it. As a result, he opened the door and saw that there was still a person sitting inside. He was wearing the school uniform of the kindergarten, tied two braids, kept his head down and couldn't see his face clearly!