欧美日韩精品视频一区在线观看

“Ah Peng, do you think Chen is taking revenge on me?” Cui Li was clearly having a breakdown. “Otherwise, why would my good son suddenly contract such a fatal illness… Why would a good husband raise a mistress outside and give birth to a son…” As she spoke, she turned around and grabbed Cui Peng’s hand. “Ah Peng, I know. She’s here to take revenge on me. It must be her…”

“Calm down.” Cui Peng looked around. Fortunately, there was no one around. He hurriedly grabbed Cui Li’s shoulder with both hands and growled.

Cui Li finally calmed down. However, from her agitation just now, her snot and tears came out, making her look a little rough.

Cui Peng frowned in disgust and took a step back.

Cui Li quickly took out a tissue to clean up her face, and her expression returned to normal.

“Don’t panic first.” Cui Peng sighed. “It’s been so many years. Apart from you and me, no one knows about it.”

“I know, but why did it have to be her daughter who successfully matched Yichen?” Cui Li heaved a sigh of relief. Most importantly, it had happened twice. Every time, she was about to succeed, but in the end, that girl escaped.

“Coincidence.” Cui Peng also took a deep breath. “But remember, you must shut your mouth about Cui Na. No one can say anything. Otherwise, we’re both doomed.”

“I know.” Cui Li nodded. She naturally knew the seriousness of this matter. She just felt too depressed today, so she wanted to find someone to vent to. “Alright, if there’s nothing else, go back. The company still has a meeting.”

Cui Li nodded.

Le Yao didn’t know the situation in Beichuan City and didn’t pay attention to it.

Although there had been no news of Yan Zimeng, after her life was no longer in danger, she went back to class now. She did questions, cooked delicacies, coaxed her son, and occasionally shopped and ate with the prospective star students. Every day was very fulfilling and happy.

After school that day, Qiao Qiao was picked up by the Jiang family. Le Yao could only go home herself. However, as soon as she left the school gate, she was stopped. “Han Binglan, hello.”

“Hello, Auntie.” Le Yao looked at the scholarly woman with gray hair in front of her and felt a little puzzled because she didn’t know her.

“Hehe, don’t be nervous. I’m Shao Nan.” The woman’s smile was very kind.

“Shao Nan?” Le Yao frowned. This name was familiar, but why couldn’t she remember it? She could only smile. “Auntie Shao, why are you looking for me?”

“It’s obvious that you don’t know me.” Shao Nan smiled even brighter. “My husband is Ma Lin. Do you know him?”

“Huh?” Le Yao’s eyes instantly widened. Old Man Ma, the tortoise-haired principal. She had to know him. “So you’re the teacher’s wife.” All the students were considered the principal’s students, so it was fine to call her teacher’s wife.

“I specially came to look for you.” Shao Nan sized up Le Yao and realized that her eyes were very clear. She couldn’t help but feel satisfied. It seemed that rumors couldn’t be believed.

“Is something wrong?”

“Let’s have a seat in the teahouse over there?” Shao Nan pointed at a teahouse diagonally opposite the school entrance.

Le Yao nodded.

Ten minutes later, the two of them sat down in the tea house.

“Lan, can I call you that?”

“Sure.” Le Yao nodded. “That’s what my parents call me..”