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Shen Chuyan laughed in his heart as the topic was not very cleverly changed.
He didn't take Shen Menghui's words seriously, he just said a few perfunctory words, and then entered the room silently, taking the initiative to end the awkward and weird atmosphere between father and son-
In the next few days, Shen Menghui didn't ask about Wang Jian again, and Shen Chuyan had to study and play every day, so naturally he didn't have time to worry about others.
All the truth was unprepared and brutally unfolded in front of him on that sunny afternoon on Wednesday
Wang Jian went around and found a parking space with great difficulty. He got out of the car with his briefcase in his arms, and was stopped by the security guard at the school gate: "Who are you looking for? Which class does the child belong to?"
Wang Jian has been in Ning City for so many years. He went to various dinners every now and then. He also met many rich and powerful people. He greeted him with a smile, reached into his pocket with his right hand, took out a cigarette case, poured a cigarette and handed it to him. In the past: "Look for my nephew, he is in the first year of high school No, he is in the second year of high school now."
security guard:"¡¡"
This is my uncle, right?
"What is your name?"
"I remember this," Wang Jian said with a smile, "Shen Chuyan! It's the first day of junior high"
Without him taking it apart and explaining the origin of the name in detail, the security guard slapped his thigh, stared wide-eyed and said, "There is only one Shen Chuyan in No. 1 Middle School. He is a man of the hour in our school. He ranks first in the back-to-back exam. Not only the teacher likes it, but many girls like it too. "
He came out of the guard room and raised his hand to point to a building in front of him: "See, go straight in. It's next to the No. 1 teaching building over the basketball court. The liberal arts class one is on the second floor."
"Thank you so much!" Wang Jian handed over another cigarette with a bit of pride in his expression.
This kind of good cigarette is not something he can usually afford. The security guard said to walk slowly, put the cigarette on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and then pinned it behind his ear
"Shen Chuyan, someone is looking for you outside!" "Brother Yan, your uncle is outside!"
Shen Chuyan was sitting in the back row of the classroom playing games with Xu Chaoci's group, when he heard someone calling him, he raised his head impatiently: "No time."
Xu Chaoci couldn't move his claws while holding the phone, so he leaned over and bumped him on the shoulder: "Your uncle is not a girl from a foreign class."
Shen Chuyan: ""
Putting down his cell phone and standing up, Shen Chuyan picked up the school uniform jacket on the back of the chair, put it on his shoulders, rubbed his hands and walked out.
Wang Jian was standing in the corridor on the phone. When he saw Shen Chuyan coming out, he hurriedly cut off the call, stuffed the phone into his pocket, and walked two steps forward with a smile: "Chuyan, how are you doing recently?"
"As usual, why did you come to our school suddenly?"
There were many students in the corridor, and Shen Chuyan attracted attention wherever he went. Wang Jian noticed that many people were looking at him, so he swallowed his words and dragged Shen Chuyan to the corridor.
Shen Chuyan had a hunch that his uncle came to the school in person, definitely not just to ask him if he was doing well, and he was not in a hurry. A red envelope: "It's for you, take it."
Shen Chuyan glanced at the thickness of the red envelope and smiled: "This is it?"
"You've grown up now, and I think you should be able to accept it." Wang Jian rubbed his fingers against the tip of his nose, slightly avoiding the sharp eyes in front of him, "Your grandma means that she wants to continue to hide it from you, for fear of you I can't think of doing something stupid, but I thinkyou are a sensible child."
Shen Chuyan felt a chill in his heart for no reason, but he still maintained his composure, not wanting to go on like this: "About my mother?"
"Just tell me, what happened to her? This red envelopeis my mother asked you to hand it over to me?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com