Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

When Yan Qingruo just went upstairs to get her painting tools, she accidentally stained the white T-shirt she was wearing just now, so she just found a cute green skirt.

The dress was made of pure cotton, and although it wasn't made by a famous artist, let alone a brand, it was a birthday present from her son who bought it at a night market in Switzerland.

This dress is as cute as Yan Nuonuo's, with a pug printed on it. Yan Qingruo thought it was too cute before, so she never wore it.

But today she was going to meet a bunch of lovely people and just happened to dig out the dress and happily decided to wear it.

"Well, the clothes just now were stained with paint, so I changed them."

Chu Mu was looking at the girl standing on the stairs, she was still like a young girl, young, clean, sunny, and even very cute.

"Well, the clothes are nice."

Chu Mu, who never exaggerated her, actually praised her. Judging from the arc of his mouth, Yan Qingruo really suspected that Chu Mu was laughing at her.

"Really? What a vision, my son also said the same, by the way, this dress was also given to me by him."

Chu Muna managed to get rid of the dark cloud's face, because Yan Qingruo's words immediately became cloudy again. The word "son" made him frowned unconsciously.

But when Yan Qingruo talked about her son's happy face, it hurt his eyes abruptly.

Chu Mu turned around, turned his back to her, and said in a bad tone: "Is there something wrong? What are you still dawdling about?"

Yan Qingruo knew that she had successfully ruined his good mood, so she stuck out her tongue unconsciously, feeling a little bit regretful in her heart, her mouth was too fast, if she was given another chance to do it again, she thought she would lose control live by yourself.

"Dad, let's go first."

"Well, pay attention to safety on the road, and don't make Chu Shao angry." Yan Zhengqing reminded, he saw the scene just now, and suddenly felt that Yan Qingruo's son was a trouble.

Yan Qingruo carried the painting tools on her back, jumped to the door in two steps, greeted Yan Zhengqing, and then chased after Chu Mu who had already walked out of the yard.

"Oh, what a long leg, walking so fast!"

Yan Qingruo pulled the heavy guy on her back, muttered, and complained dissatisfiedly to the tall figure who was already far away from her.

Chu Mu quickly got into the car. The Yan family has an underground garage, but Chu Mu did not park the car in it last night, but parked outside the Yan family mansion.

Yan Qingruo saw that he changed another car, this time it was a silver-gray Maserati with some sports car styles.

Hmm, pretty cool.Yan Qingruo looked at the silver-gray Maserati in front of her and sighed.

"If you don't want to be in the headlines again, I suggest you get in the car quickly." Chu Mu opened the car window and said to Yan Qingruo.

Yan Qingruo only now realized her gaffe, and immediately stretched out her hand to pull the back seat of the car.However, she couldn't pull it off at all.

The back seat was tightly locked by Chu Mu. She knew that Chu Mu didn't like her sitting in the back. He said that he was not her driver, but she was holding a lot of things in her hands. Where would she sit if she didn't sit in the back?

She knocked on the window of the front seat, pointed to the painting utensils in her arms to Chu Mu and said, "That, me."

"Put it in the trunk."

Chu Mu interrupted her impatiently, and looked at Yan Qingruo with an idiotic look.

Yan Qingruo endured it, and she carried the big bag of things and walked to the trunk, thinking to herself, just now she told her to get in the car early, but now she is not in a hurry, what a double standard, a proper double standard mark.

Yan Qingruo unhappily opened the front seat and let the rear left to get in. Seeing her pouting, Chu Mu felt an indescribable joy in her heart.

"Location." Chu Mu started the car and asked without turning his head.

If Yan Qing didn't even think about it, she said casually: "Minsheng Road, Shengde Cathedral."

Chu Mu's brows were slightly frowned, but he didn't say anything more, and drove her directly to the cathedral.

Shengde Cathedral is located in the old urban area of ​​Jiangcheng. Jiangcheng used to be a colonial city. Many large and small churches were built by the colonists before, but as time went by, the situation changed, and only Shengde Cathedral remained. down.

Now it is not just a church, a holy place for people to pray and even get married.But it also has a function that is not known to everyone, and that is the foster home.

The foster home of the Shengde Cathedral is the largest place for orphans other than the Jiangcheng public orphanage, but as far as she knows, the service level here is much better than the so-called public orphanages. The public care for disabled children There is a strong tradition of discrimination, and even refused to take in children with disabilities.

But it is different here. Godfather Moxi is a compassionate person. He not only raised funds to build the shelter.

In fact, he has been planning to change the name of the foster home to Shengde Love School, but his idea has been stranded because of funding and formalities problems.

"So, what are you doing here? Volunteering?"

Chu Mu parked the car in the special parking lot of the church. Yan Qingruo saw that she had arrived at her destination, so she jumped out quickly and the car came.

Chu Mu listened to Yan Qingruo tell a lot about Shengde Cathedral and Godfather Moxi all the way, so he probably understood why she came here.

Yan Qingruo tightened the rope on her back, smiled and said to Mu: "Well, it's a volunteer, but my main task is to be their painting teacher here."

Chu Mu glanced at the things on Yan Qingruo's back, and only now did she understand why she was carrying painting tools.

"When did you learn to draw?"

Chu Mu asked suspiciously. He remembered that if Yan Qing could not draw before, he did not expect that after she went to Switzerland, not only her whole person changed, but even her hobbies changed.

"It's a long story, but to put it simply, it is forced by life."

Chu Mu's heart tightened. His woman must have suffered a lot outside, but he turned a blind eye to it.

This is what she asked for, isn't it?If she hadn't left him in the first place.
"Teacher Yan, you are here!"

Before he reached the main entrance, a child with two sky-high braids and green clothes and green shoes happily ran over, hugged Yan Qing and yelled like a kiss.

The child was too small, only reaching the height of Yan Qingruo's thighs, so her small hands could only hug Yan Qingruo's thighs.

She tried her best to raise her small face, and looked at Yan Qingruo's smile, which was very sweet.

"Little green baby, why did you run out?"

Yan Qingruo bent down and pinched Xiao Lumeng's dead face. This child was the most handsome and smartest in the entire orphanage, and of course she was her favorite.

Little green's little face was about to burst into laughter, she blinked her big eyes and said, "Daddy Moxi took Huang Guoguo to the hospital to see a doctor. He knew that Teacher Yan was coming today, so he told me to wait here." looking at you."

Xiaolu dragged Yan Qingruo to the church, chatting enthusiastically with her.

Just when Yan Qingruo thought that the child had completely ignored Chu Mu, Xiaolu suddenly asked Yan Qingruo in a low voice with a mysterious expression, "Mr. Yan, is this handsome guy next to you your boyfriend?"

She thought she asked in a low voice, but Chu Mu completely overheard her.

Yan Qingruo looked up at him uncomfortably, then shook her head at Xiaolu with an unnatural expression.

But Xiaolu looked like she was about to realize something, raised her volume, and said in a childlike voice, "Oh, I see, this handsome guy is not your boyfriend, but your husband!"

After finishing speaking, as if she had discovered a new world, she shook off Yan Qingruo's hand and ran happily into the classroom. From a distance, Yan Qingruo heard her broadcasting to the children in the class like a tweeter.

"Attention everyone, our teacher Yan, she brought her handsome husband to teach us today! Everyone, get ready to welcome us!"

Immediately, there was a burst of excitement in the classroom, and the cheers of dozens of children overwhelmed Yan Qingruo's eardrums.

A burst of shyness and embarrassment struck, Yan Qingruo looked at Chu Mu apologetically, but she didn't expect that under his expressionless face, she looked like she was enjoying herself.

"Children are ignorant, don't take it to heart." Yan Qingruo poured cold water on him indiscriminately.

Obviously, Chu Mu didn't accept Yan Qingruo's cold water. He put his hands on his back, quickened his pace and said, "Oh, really? I think these children are very sensible."

After finishing speaking, he opened his long legs and walked towards the source of the noise.

These children are of different ages, the youngest is only four or five years old, and the oldest is in his teens.Older children already go to school or work outside.

"Come on! Everyone is ready!"

When Yan Qingruo and Chu Mu stepped into the classroom together, those children immediately stood up, clapped their hands and sang, and performed a warm welcome ceremony.

It was the first time in Yan Qingruo's life that she was treated like this. When she first came, these children were not so enthusiastic.

Although she only came here as a teacher a month ago, when she had time, she basically came here every day. Later, she was forced by Chu Mu to work as a cleaner, so she could only come on weekends.

Thinking of this culprit, these children gave him such a high courtesy, it really made Yan Qingruo dumbfounded.

But is there any way, who told him to be born with a kingly aura?And I can only be a kind and kind teacher in my life.

"Children, well, don't get too excited, everyone, please sit down, our class is about to start."

Yan Qingruo took off the painting utensils on her body, stood on the podium and used her loud voice to calm everyone's emotions.

This group of children was obviously not interested in her. Although they obeyed her call and sat down obediently, and the classroom became quiet again, one child raised his hand high.

Yan Qingruo saw that the child was Bai Jingjing, the oldest child in the orphanage. Because her eyes were congenitally disabled, she could not see anything.

A second of heartache spread in Yan Qingruo's heart, she endured the pain, and still said to Bai Jingjing in a normal tone: "Classmate Jingjing, do you have any questions to ask?"