Even though there was a lot of reluctance written on his face, it was undeniable that he was looking forward to this kind of mother-son affection in his heart. It was best for Chu Zimo to decide, "Since the baby likes it here, then choose this place."

But the baby held his mother's hand and said, "Mommy, don't you need to tell daddy?"

Chu Zimo's eyes flashed, and of course he knew that Baby Chu was not talking about the incident at school. His tone remained the same, "It's okay, your daddy will listen to me!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, and the mother and son exchanged words.

With a look, Chu Zimo raised his voice and said, "Come in!" I saw the waiter carrying a large tray, carrying the aroma of hot air. Chu Zimo's stomach, which was not very hungry at first, was also a little hungry.

The baby was still thinking about his dessert, so he didn't behave like his mother, just as if he had been hungry for several days.

After the two had lunch, it was almost two o'clock. The afternoon sun was exceptionally warm and the snow outside had basically melted. Chu Zimo thought that even if it was a school she had visited before, she would still let her son visit it.

After asking for his son's consent, Chu Zimo took Baby Chu to the aristocratic primary school where she used to be.

It is said to be an aristocratic primary school because it basically accepts the descendants of the top figures in China. Ordinary children cannot get in, unless they are gifted children. But how many gifted children are there in the world? If so,

They are gifted children, so how could their parents be unknown people?

Therefore, until now, there has not been a single civilian student. This is why this place is called a noble school. Although its original name was 'Jingyuan' Primary School, some people can remember its original name now.

It became so rare that most people called it Noble Elementary School. As time went by, even the school itself changed its name to Noble Elementary School.

Looking at the low-key yet gorgeous school gate, Chu Baobao immediately liked the atmosphere here. It didn't have the childish feeling of an ordinary elementary school. Instead, it was elegant and quiet, and every inch seemed to have been carefully crafted.

, every teaching building is different.

When Chu Zimo came here, he had already called the principal here and asked him to ask someone to come and guide the mother and son. Unexpectedly, the principal actually came out to receive them in person. Thinking about it, he felt that this was a matter of course. Looking at the enthusiastic principal,

Chu Zimo politely shouted, "Principal Li, please come out in person."

"No trouble, no trouble. If Mrs. Mu and the young master have any instructions, just tell them." Principal Li said it beautifully, neither humble nor overbearing, which made people feel no discomfort. It seems that the principal has been doing this for a long time, just with

Those who flatter themselves are different.

"My baby will have to trouble Principal Li in the future." Chu Zimo nodded. She could clearly see the admiration in her son's eyes. So she could guess that his son should be very satisfied with this place.

When Principal Li heard Chu Zimo's words, he had a deep smile on his face, "This is our school's honor!" This is indeed true. There are so many schools, and Chu Zimo's baby chose their school.

This is a living sign in the upper class, and with Chu Baobao's worth, looking at the entire capital, he is a serious prince.

Mu Junlin's net worth is higher than that of Mu Junlin back then. What's more, almost everyone knows that Mu Shaochen is already the confirmed successor of the Mu family, although they don't know why the Mu family passed the title of head of the family to this person.

The little baby is not the famous Mu Junlin, but for this child's doting, this is the only direct grandson of the Chu and Mu families.

Baby Chu held his mother's hand and visited the school where her mother had stayed for six years. "Mommy, is this place the same as when you were here before?" he asked curiously.

"Of course it's different." Chu Zimo slowly followed his son, "It's been more than ten years, and things have changed a lot."

"Oh~" I have to say that it is indeed a century-old school. Although it is only the elementary school, the accumulated cultural heritage is enough to make people yearn for it. The blend of solemnity and luxury does not feel inconsistent, but makes people

There is a way that it should be like this.

After Chu Zimo's polite refusal, Principal Li finally stopped accompanying them. Instead, he listened to Chu Zimo's words and invited the teacher who planned to place his son in that class next, just in time for them to communicate.

Watching Principal Li's retreating figure, Chu Zimo carried Baby Chu onto the bench next to the path. The mother and son sat waiting for the teacher to arrive. If you look carefully, you will find that the little movements of the mother and son are the same, probably

It was school time, so there was no one on the path.

Across two rows of sycamore trees, you can vaguely see the teaching buildings. Each building is a different style of building, but they are wonderfully blended together, harmonious and interesting. Even if you are here for the first time, you can still find it.

Each building in your own building is unique and unforgettable.

Chu Baobao rubbed his fleshy calves. Chu Zimo saw him and held him in his arms, "What's wrong? Your legs don't feel right?"

"Mommy is fine, she is a little tired." Baby Chu retracted his little hand, looked at his mother's nervous look, and curled his mouth, "Mommy, someone is coming." Although Chu Zimo's attention was focused on his son

, but you can still know when someone is approaching.

Principal Li just said that no one would pass by at this time, unless it was the teacher he invited. Chu Zimo nodded, "As long as it's okay."

Turning her eyes, she saw an upright figure. Chu Zimo smiled softly. She didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here. Yes, this was her high school classmate. Although Chu Zimo didn't remember people very well,

Some people can still be imprinted in her mind, such as this gentle-looking man.

However, since he met Wen Tianyun, Feng Yue and others, Chu Zimo had a feeling that these gentle-looking men were actually old foxes.

"I didn't expect to see you here again." Looking at the figure walking in, Chu Zimo took the lead in extending his hand, "Long time no see."

There was a slight smile on the corner of the man's lips, "I didn't expect you to still remember me. I feel really flattered."

"Back then, you were the most famous monitor of our class. How could I not remember that?" Chu Zimo paused, "Where is our class monitor Leng Yang Leng."

"I didn't expect that you are actually the legendary eldest lady of the Chu family, now Mrs. Mu." Leng Yang was really indifferent, without the slightest intention to please, it seemed that he really regarded Chu Zimo as a classmate.
Chapter completed!