Chapter: 2892

Flipping twice, Zi Yan suddenly looked to the right: "School is over! I'll go pick up Mengmeng with you."

Saying that, Zi Yan opened the car door and got out of the car first. After Zhang Han followed, Zi Yan stuck to him, playing with his arm and walking into the campus with graceful steps.

"Papa, Mama!"

After Mengmeng saw this, her calf twitched and ran over quickly. When she raised her right hand forward, Zhang Han knew that there must be a little red flower in her palm.

This scene is all too familiar.

really!

I saw Mengmeng spread out her palms happily:

"I got another little red flower. I will have another one tomorrow. We will have it tomorrow. As long as we work hard, we will have it."

"Mengmeng is really amazing." Zi Yan touched Mengmeng's head with a smile and said, "How many little red flowers do we have?"

"Eh?" Mengmeng was slightly taken aback, looked down at her fingers, and muttered in a childish tone: "One, two, three... so many."

"Including this one in your hand, we have twenty-six little red flowers." Zi Yan said with a smile.

"Hehehe." Mengmeng didn't know what she was thinking, her big eyes were shining brightly, and she giggled for a while.

He walked out of the school holding Papa's numb hand, got into the car, and was on his way back to Crescent Mountain.

Both of them were in a very good mood, singing and chatting softly, and Mengmeng also talked about the newly acquired knowledge in daily life.

Life is very peaceful, but some turbulent things will always happen inadvertently.

bell!

Zi Yan's cell phone rang, she took out the cell phone, and after answering the call, her expression suddenly paused:

"Then where are you? I'll ask your brother-in-law to arrange someone to pick you up."

"Well, okay, see you tonight."

After Zi Yan hung up the phone, she looked at Zhang Han and said, "Shiya is at her school. She plans to come over tomorrow during the May Day holiday. She just went out to play with her roommate and encountered some troubles."

"where?"

Zhang Han asked directly and took out his mobile phone at the same time.

Although it is just over an hour's drive from here to Zi Shiya's university, it can't quench the near thirst.

"The third floor of Dingtian International."

Zi Yan responded.

So Zhang Han also dialed this call.

"Hello, Mr. Bi, my wife's sister has encountered some troubles in Shenzhen, on the third floor of Dingtian International, um, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The other party's answer is of course not troublesome.

Some troubles between Zi Shiya and her roommate are not troublesome to Mr. Bi.

So about less than two hours later, Manager Bi drove a Hummer and brought Zi Shiya and her three classmates over.