Only then did Bai Sang realize that the husband was distracted today, and the teacher came to complain.

Of course, the father of the book didn't say anything, he just explained that nothing happened at home today.

Mr. Zhang felt strange and stayed at the calligrapher for a while before leaving.

Shu Zhengqing looked a little embarrassed, and sat on the chair without saying a word.

The father of the book and the mother of the book looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

The son usually works very hard, and they can see it.

Now Mr. Zhang came to the house and said that his son was distracted and didn't study hard.

this……

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit uncomfortable, Bai Sang said in a soft voice: "Father, mother, my husband worked very hard, maybe he didn't sleep well last night and was distracted today." After speaking, he looked at Shu Zhengqing: "Sister, Yes or no?"

Shu Zhengqing looked at her, her slender and delicate lips moved, but she was still unwilling to lie: "No, I was distracted today."

The father of the book is not easy to ask.

The secretary asked softly, "Zhengqing, is there a quarrel at home recently?"

"Mother, no, it's my own problem." Shu Zhengqing shook his head.

So what is the problem?

The father of the book and the mother of the book shouted and asked in their hearts.

Bai Sang tilted her head and thought for a while, "Could it be because I'm about to reach Ji? Is it distracting my husband?"

She thought about it, and it seemed that the only communication between the two of them was this.

As soon as this word came out.

Shu Zhengqing's cheeks were flushed, and he looked down at the teacup in his hand with an uncomfortable expression.

The father of the book and the mother of the book looked at each other with a smile on their lips.

They knew how good their son was with Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao and Ji are almost here.

Unexpectedly, what his son was thinking about turned out to be this matter.

"Hey, Jiaojiao and Ji are coming soon, so you can invite Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang over for a banquet." The father of the book said lightly.

The secretary nodded, "That's right, Jiaojiao has finally reached the age of Ji, and she can become a big girl."

Bai Sang chuckled: "Yes!"

Look happy.

This time Shu Zhengqing's cheeks turned even redder.

The atmosphere has improved a lot.

Everyone knew why he was distracted, so he didn't say anything later.

Bai Sang led Shu Zhengqing back to the study.

Holding my manuscript, "Master, I finished the first volume, and I want you to send your boy to a private school."

Shu Zhengqing was quite embarrassed, so now she changed the subject and looked over.

When he thought of what his wife had written, his heart was pounding.

And I really want to see what is written in the back.

"My lady...can I see..." He hesitated a bit.

asked in a low voice.

Bai Sang generously put the manuscript in his hand: "Look, my husband can give me some advice!"

Shu Zhengqing sat on a chair with the manuscript in his hands, and re-read it from the first chapter.

There were dozens of sheets of paper, and I didn't finish reading them in a while.

He exhales.

"My lady wrote very well."

The writing is really very good, especially when he substitutes the hero and heroine into him and his wife, which makes me even more excited.

Excitement almost overwhelmed him.

When Bai Sang heard her husband's praise, she was happier than what she wrote.

"The husband said yes, so it must be good!"

The manuscript was handed over to the servant by Shu Zhengqing, and after a few instructions.

The servant looked at the young lady in surprise.

I didn't expect the young lady to write manuscripts.

This is too shocking.

"Don't let anyone find out."

"Okay, master." The boy took the manuscript and left.

Bai Sang is very happy, now she wants to continue writing.

It's just that my hands are tired.

If you have a computer, you can write a lot of words by yourself.

Hey, it's almost time

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