Chapter 722 Suspected girlfriend, principal holds hands

   "What, I teach poorly?" Shen Chunhang said suddenly.

  Miao Miao was taken aback for a moment, not understanding why he said that.

   "Your expression just now looks like you just escaped from the hands of a demon."

   "...No, can you?" Miao Miao swallowed, is it so obvious?

   "I have good eyesight."

   The implication is that there is no dazzle.

  Miao Miao laughed dryly, "The main reason is...cough...the teacher is too responsible, and I am too stupid."

   "Don't worry, I don't dislike it."

   What do you not dislike?

   Don't dislike her?

   Miao Miao's eyes moved slightly.

  Just as she was about to speak, there was a sound from a distance—

   "Principal Shen?!"

  A figure trotted over, with a beer belly and two short legs that were humming. At first glance, it was a bit funny and cute.

   When people approached, Miao Miao couldn't help raising her eyebrows, because she also knew this middle-aged uncle—

  Mr. Wang of Leehom Brick Industry provided tiles for Mingda in a park project.

His company won the special supply right by itself, which shows its strength and financial resources. As a first-generation founder, he does not have the arrogance and arrogance of those rich second-generation. He not only knows how to behave, but also speaks in a down-to-earth way. , politely.

   Miao Miao was also there for the last on-site communication, so I was very impressed.

   "Principal Shen, I look like you from a distance, but I didn't expect it to be!" Wiping off his sweat, he put down the golf club in his hand, and the man smiled wrinkled his face.

  Shen Chunhang took the initiative to reach out his hand: "Mr. Wang, long time no see."

  The man shook back flatteredly, and wiped his clothes on his clothes before reaching out. His expression was quite cautious.

   "Are you here to play golf too? I'm sorry, I was in the new field next door just now, so I didn't come over to say hello in time."

  Shen Chunhang waved his hand: "You're welcome."

   "That..." The man thought for a while, but stopped talking.

   "President Wang may wish to speak directly if he has something to say."

   "It's my daughter...Wang Tingting, I don't know if you have any impression? She is a student of Qihang's class B."

  Shen Chunhang nodded: "I remember."

  Before school started, Wang Huai invited him to dinner, and the two of them had some kind of friendship, and he said that there was no one else, so Shen Chunhang agreed.

  During the dinner, Wang Huai mentioned his only Wang Tingting several times, and Shen Chunhang thought that he was going to give him a red line again, so his face was not very good.

  Finally, I found out that it was the "parents" who invited the "teacher" to dinner, and asked him to take care of Wang Tingting at school.

  Shen Chunhang still finds it funny when he thinks about it now.

   After all, he rarely "passionate".

   So, the memory is fresh.

   "So, what happened to your daughter?"

  Wang Huai sighed, "It's nothing, I just want to ask you, how is she doing in school? Did she desert in class? Did she listen to the teacher? Did she complete her homework on time?"

   "..."

  Are you sure your daughter went to an elite business school and not third grade?

  Shen Chunhang thought about it, and said honestly: "I haven't received negative feedback from the teacher about her, so I think she should still perform well."

The man took a long breath and thanked God: "That's good! That's good! I'm afraid that she will be as lawless as when she was at home. During this time, I have been worrying about it, and I can't sleep well. It doesn't taste good, and it doesn't taste good. Dare to call her to ask her, plus Principal Shen, you...cough cough...it's not easy to make an appointment... Now that it's all over, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

  The anxiety in the man's eyes and the joy in his words don't seem to be fake.

  Shen Chunhang nodded slightly: "Then there is nothing else, let's go first."

   "Please, please—I'm sorry to take you so long..."

   As he spoke, he backed away sideways, making way for the two of them with a smile.

  Shen Chunhang took Miao Miao's hand, the movements should be as natural as possible, as if he had done it thousands of times.

  The latter's eyes were dazed, his reaction was slow, and he could only follow the man's footsteps in a daze.

  Wang Huai stood where he was, watching the two leave behind, and suddenly, his brows tightened.

   "Hiss...why do I feel like I've seen this woman before? Where is it..."

   Get into a tangle.

   After a long while, I couldn't think of it.

   "Hey, Old Wang! Didn't you go first? Why are you stuck here?"

  Thinking was interrupted, Wang Huai greeted the visitor with a smile: "You are over too? How is the result?"

   "It's so-so. From a long distance, I can only see you standing here motionless. Who are you looking at?"

  Shen Chunhang and Miao Miao had already boarded the car and left, so this person only saw the parking lot full of cars but empty.

   "I met Principal Shen just now and had a chat."

   "Principal Shen? The one who set sail?"

   "Otherwise, who else can there be? My family Tingting is right under people's noses now, at least ask about the situation."

   "What did you say?"

   "It's all okay. Hey, Lao Liu, I found a gossip, do you want to listen to it?" Wang Huai's narrowed eyes flashed mysteriously, and his tone was somewhat coaxing.

   "What gossip?"

   "Principal Shen seems to have a girlfriend."

   "It's normal for him to have a woman at his age. What should I do? It's all about love?"

   "It's not that there are women, but there are girlfriends, who are serious and open, do you understand me?"

   "You said... Is he planning to get married? Was he introduced by his family? Which daughter of the woman? It's not easy to tie down a prodigal son, especially a prodigal son like Shen Chunhang who is rich, beautiful and connotative."

   "It should be someone in the circle, I look familiar."

  In this compartment, two middle-aged uncles gather together to gossip about the young man; over there, the two young men are already sitting in the car and driving away from Shanghua.

   "What do you want to eat tonight?" Shen Chunhang looked straight ahead at the road, and his direction was accurate and steady.

   Miao Miao was sitting in the co-pilot, still immersed in the stupidity of "being held by a male god", unable to react for a long time.

   lowered his head, looked at his hands, his eyes were tangled.

  Shen Chunhang didn't get a response, so he asked again.

   "Huh?" This time, Miao Miao heard it, and said slowly, "It's fine."

   "I can't do both, I have to choose one."

"…hot pot?"

"good."

  Driving to the city center, the sun has not yet set.

  Shen Chunhang took her to a time-honored hot pot restaurant.

  When entering the store, Shen Chunhang subconsciously held her hand, and Miao Miao reflexively avoided it.

headmaster:"…"

   Miao Miao: "..." Oh my god! I actually refused the male god's hand, am I stupid?

   Well, she admitted that she has always been ungrateful.

   Now that she is being "thiefed" by the upright, Miao Miao is not only not surprised that her dream has come true, but is frightened instead.

  The painting style of the male god...

   Is something wrong?

   Otherwise how come you suddenly become approachable?

  God, shouldn’t you be aloof, and you **** can only look up?

   Miao Miao doesn't understand.

   This blank state lasted until the hot pot was brought up, and the aroma went straight into the nostrils, and it ended temporarily.

   It is indeed a time-honored brand, regardless of the seasoning of the soup base or the freshness of the dishes, it is one of the best.

   Miao Miao didn't eat at noon, and was startled by a series of abnormal operations by the male **** in the afternoon, and just needed delicious food to calm her down.

   Regardless of the fact that the great cause of weight loss is still going on, in short, let’s pay homage to the Wu Zang Temple first.

   "Does this need to be put in?" Shen Chunhang pointed to a plate of sweet potato noodles in his hand.

  Miao Miao just swallowed a beef ball and swallowed it down, "...I don't need it for now, I will add it after eating, otherwise the soup will thicken and the powder will become mushy."

   After finishing speaking, she paused, and she looked at Shen Chunhang curiously: "You...don't know?"

   If she remembered correctly, the two met outside the hotpot restaurant several times.

   Once, Shen Chunhang ate spicy food and his stomach couldn't stand it. She even went to a nearby pharmacy to buy him a box of stomach medicine. It stands to reason that he should be a loyal fan of hot pot.

  How can you not even know this kind of common sense?

   "Cough..." The man coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, "Usually, I let the waiter do it for me, so I don't know the details."

   Miao Miao: "..."

   It can only be said that even if the rich young master eats hot pot, he is different from **** like them.

   "Actually, I think hot pot is to put food into the soup by yourself, and what you want to eat, so that it is fun, what do you think?"

  Principal Shen nodded very receptively: "Remember, I will download it by myself in the future."

   Miao Miao smiled.

   "What do you want to eat? I'll help you."

   "I told you to do it yourself."

  Shen Chunhang: "Some dishes are on my side, it's not easy for you to take."

  Miao Miao: It seems to be so.

  The man insisted: "What next?"

   "...that shrimp dumpling and crystal bag can be put in."

   There was a slight smile on his lips, his voice was deep and magnetic, "Okay."

  Miao Miao's eyes flickered slightly, her expression was under control, but her girlish heart was shattered.

  Such a male god...

  A is bursting, okay? !

   It's over, it's over, I'm about to get drunk.

  (end of this chapter)