I Became the Villains Own Daughter

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I want to dream of an obedient, well-behaved, beautiful and gentle girl.

Mr. Lu, this is not a blessing in the blessing!

Zhang Dazhuang smiled and looked at Xiao Lu Li, pointed at his table, and said, "Little girl, do you want candy? Uncle has a lot here, just eat it, you are welcome!"

"Really!"

The little girl had a surprise in her eyes and turned around, but she hesitated: "But I took Lili, uncle, you have no sugar to eat."

"It's okay!" Zhang Dazhuang waved his fat hand: "Uncle doesn't like to eat sweets. If you like, you can eat it all!"

The little girl was surprised. I didn’t expect that there would be people who would not like to eat sweets. The voice of the little milk was crisp and raw: "Thank you, uncle! Uncle, you are so good!"

Zhang Dazhuang touched the back of his head and laughed a few times.

After speaking, the little girl turned around again, bulging her little fat face, her hands on hips, her **** eyes glared at her father:

"Huh, bad father!"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Before long, the little girl happily grabbed the three candies in front of Zhang Dazhuang's table and left.

Zhang Dazhuang was praised by the little girl just now, as if he was really praised by his own daughter, and his heart was overwhelmed. After the little girl left, the smile on her face still remained.

However, turning his head, he met an expressionless, cold face.

Lu Junhan's thin lips overflowed with a sneer, and he said coldly, "You're done."

Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

Zhang Dazhuang... Zhang Dazhuang was afraid of staying any longer, he would have to freeze to death by the cold air coming out of Lu Junhan.

Randomly found an excuse and hurried out to avoid the wind.

Then as soon as he went out, he ran into Jian Xiyan who was drawn by Jian Yi, Qu Sinian who was chased by Qu Qianqian, and...the little girl who was happily sharing sweets with her brother Yiming.

Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

Before, Xie Qin went to the office again after saying those few words about the start of the parent meeting.

Obviously, I don't want to stay to disturb the relationship between parents and children, but also to leave some free time, so that parents can take a good look at the composition written by their children, and communicate with them more by the way.

From just now to the present, 10 minutes have passed. In Song Wanwan's group, many parents have opened the envelope containing the composition on the table.

—— Mom and Dad, you have worked hard. In this world, I like you the most.

——Mom, thank you for everything you have done for me.

——Dad, I know that you work very hard and work overtime. I will definitely study hard to repay you.

In the composition, the characters that children can't write are replaced by pinyin.

It won’t be difficult for adults to watch.

Even some parents watched, their eyes were red.

Even Song Chengze and Ye Wanwan are no exception.

They turned their hands for the clouds and rains, but here, after all, they are just ordinary parents.

Looking at my child next to me, the moving emotion has just been brewing. When I have to say something--