Chapter: 1893

So she quickly squatted down and whispered in front of Mengmeng: "Look at Mengmeng, there are all children over there, they all want to play with you, play toys, play games, look, they all want to play with you!" No one cried, and Mengmeng didn't cry too, be good."

As Lu Guo spoke, he winked at Zhang Han again and again.

Signal him to leave quickly.

Seeing this, Zhang Han was silent for two seconds, touched Mengmeng's head with some distress, and said softly:

"Mengmeng is good. Dad will make lunch for you when he goes back. He will definitely pick you up on time at night. When you leave school, Dad will be waiting for you at the door."

After saying a word, Zhang Han turned and walked out.

One step, two steps...

At the third step.

Mengmeng cried out with a 'wow', as if she had been greatly wronged.

"Papa, don't go, I won't let you go, Papa, come back..."

Mengmeng stretched out her small arms, trying to run towards Zhang Han, but Lu Guo gently hugged Mengmeng, comforting her softly beside her.

But it was useless to comfort her, the snot from Mengmeng's crying was all snotty, and the crying made the children who were crying in the back suddenly stop crying.

Looking at Mengmeng very strangely.

She cried so loudly!

There were even a few parents who looked at Mengmeng and shook their heads slightly.

I feel a little too delicate in my heart, or the parents have not educated well.

Their children didn't cry even once, and they had already made sufficient preparations, and they were sure that they would also be elites with super good temperament in the future.

'As for crying like this? '

The two parents shook their heads slightly.

As for!

Maybe they have done enough homework on educating their children, but they don't know how deep their expectations are without their father's Mengmeng for several years, and they can't understand the degree of dependence when they find Zhang Han.

Even when Ziyan went to work, Mengmeng didn't express her sadness, but when Zhang Han left for a while, the little girl began to mutter, for fear that her papa would disappear.

Zhang Han's mood at this time is even more uncomfortable.

Very painful.

Resisting himself not to look back, he strode out of the kindergarten's main entrance.

He felt that the distance was far enough, so he turned his head and looked at Mengmeng in the distance.

"Papa, don't you want to be Mengmeng? Papa, come back..." Mengmeng stretched out her little arms, crying out of breath.

Seeing her expression, Zhang Han's body froze.

Just when the gate of the kindergarten was about to close.

Whoosh!