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Chapter 1019

Until she got closer and closer, Qian Zhenghao's uncle suddenly remembered something, and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

He tried his best to tell himself that death cannot be resurrected, but when he saw the peacock brooch she was wearing on her chest, he suddenly stood up!

Six years ago, he was also lucky enough to attend a charity party held by the mayor's wife.

I remember that at that time, the mayor's wife's daughter auctioned the peacock brooch she designed to auction off Li Jingchen's wife.

At the end of the party, the mayor's wife held Mrs. Li Jingchen's hand and announced that she would recognize her as her goddaughter. These were all what he saw and heard with his own eyes!

I heard that the mayor's wife was holding a funeral for Li Jingchen's wife back then, which shows how much she is dedicated to her goddaughter!

People can be fake, but are peacock broochs also fake?

You should know that Zhou Mo only designed two peacock brooches from beginning to end, one on her own and the other on the dead Mrs. Li Jingchen!

"So that's it." At this time, Lu Wanwan had learned the detailed process from the Chinese teacher, including the incident of An An kicking Qian Zhenghao off a tooth.

Thinking that the child's body is more valuable than the transcript, Lu Wanwan temporarily put aside the "cheating" of An An, and looked at the fat little guy with a round waist in front of him: "Little boy, I heard that An An of my family kicked off one of your teeth? Can you open your mouth and let the aunt see it?"

As a result, as soon as Lu Wanwan reached out his hand, Qian Zhenghao opened it: "Don't touch me!"

"You dare to hit my mommy!" An An immediately rushed up like a little leopard, pushed Qian Zhenghao to the ground, rode on him and shouted: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up all over the ground!"

Qian Zhenghao was frightened by the hostility in his eyes, but he now had a backer: "Uncle! Teacher! Look! Fu Huaian is a violent maniac! He still wants to hit me!!!"

Seeing this, the Chinese teacher quickly said to Lu Wanwan: "It's over! Mom Huaian, please pull your son away quickly, otherwise Qian Zhenghao's uncle would not let you go easily! He is the director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau!"

Lu Wanwan reached his hand in front of An An and said softly: "An An, look, Mommy's hand is fine."

An An turned his head and glanced at him, but said angrily: "It's all red!"

Lu Wanwan coaxed him and said, "Then come and help mommy Huhuhu?"

After glaring at Qian Zhenghao, An An got off him and returned to Lu Wanwan, held up her hand and whispered: "Fly away in pain~"

Qian Zhenghao looked at his uncle, but who would have thought his uncle was actually in a daze?

After helping Qian Zhenghao up, the Chinese teacher lowered his head and bowed, "Director Qian, I'm sorry, I didn't like Fu Huaian, so I let him knock Qian Zhenghao down. Fortunately, Qian Zhenghao has nothing to do."

"It's nothing? I obviously fell so much!" Qian Zhenghao shouted.

The Chinese teacher couldn't help but sigh. Just when she thought Qian Zhenghao's uncle would take the opportunity to get angry and forcefully asked Fu Huaian and his son to apologize, he didn't expect that after coughing, he said with kindness: "It's okay, the two children are having fun, and it's inevitable that they will stumble."

Chinese teacher:???

After the dementia, Qian Zhenghao said loudly: "Uncle! You obviously said you want to give it to me..."

"What did I say!" Qian Zhenghao's uncle suddenly interrupted his nephew's words, and said with a straight face: "If you hadn't hit Fu's mother's hand first, would he rush towards you?"

Qian Zhenghao was at a loss and said, "No, uncle, it's him first..."

Qian Zhenghao's uncle suddenly grabbed the test paper from the Chinese teacher's hand, and after reading it, he continued to teach his nephew a lesson: "And look at the two of you. Student Fu did so neatly and how high the scores are. What about you? You haven't even finished writing the essay, and they copied your answers? Oh, bah!"


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