My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

Jiang Anzhi sent Jiang Che to school, and every time he arrived at the school gate, the little kid would automatically get off the car and walk to Teacher Li without a guide.

Of course, not every child is as relieved as Pu Jiangche.

The father and son often saw the little chubby Zhou Congcong stage a farewell drama at the school gate. No matter how the teacher coaxes him or how his father persuades him, it is a must-have for Little Fatty to cry every day.

But the strange thing is that he recovered as soon as he entered the school, and he was the most active in eating, drinking, and doing everything, including bullying his classmates.

"Your classmate is very energetic today." Jiang Anzhi thought for a while before finding a more suitable adjective.

Jiang Che shook his head speechlessly: "I don't understand what he's thinking either."

Every time I cry, I will be beaten by his father, why bother.

"I'm leaving, Dad." Jiang Che said as he opened the door, his calf slid down, and he got out of the car lightly.

"Remember to come out early tonight." Jiang Anzhi ordered in the car.

The last session of the Kindergarten is a class on feeding small animals. The children are so excited to play that they will take a long time to come out.

Jiang Che made an OK gesture with his fleshy claws, and walked towards the entrance of the kindergarten.

Little Fatty cried so much that tears and snot flowed constantly. Jiang Che saw that Little Fatty's father wearing a famous watch was about to clenched his iron fist, so he kindly tugged on Little Fatty's hat:

"Let's go, little fat pier."

Fatty's tearful eyes saw that it was Xiao Douding, the newly promoted class leader himself, and followed him into the campus without saying anything.

Little Fatty's father stared wide-eyed, unexpectedly someone can cure this little overlord?

Teacher Li, who welcomed the students at the door, explained with a smile: "This is a new student in our class. He and Cong Cong are good friends."

"Oh. That's really great." Xiaopangdun's father thought that his son would only bully his classmates, but unexpectedly he made friends. He really made progress. He must be rewarded tonight.

After expressing his sincere thanks to Mr. Li, Xiao Pangdun's father happily got into his luxury car and drove away.

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Jiang Anzhi also wandered slowly back to his new home, tending the vegetable garden in the morning, sitting quietly and writing in the afternoon, and picking up his son from school in the evening.

Compared with the daily life of half a month ago, the current life is comfortable and fulfilling.

Brother Chen is also on vacation recently.

He went back to his hometown in the first few days, but his family introduced him to his girlfriend all day long. Unable to take it anymore, Brother Chen silently went back to Huaixiang's small duplex apartment, occasionally coming to find An Zhi for dinner.

With the passage of time, many directors, producers, and brand owners have asked Jiang Anzhi when he will resume work.

For this question, Brother Chen couldn't answer, so he simply turned off the phone, and it was completely clean.

Today he came to play with Jiang Anzhi, but Anzhi's ancestor had been writing quietly. After chatting awkwardly for a while without any response, Brother Chen went to the living room to play games in silence.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for Jiang Che to leave school, Jiang Anzhi stopped writing, and was about to go out as soon as he put away the copybook, but saw Chen lying on the sofa playing games.

He reluctantly went over and knocked on the back of the chair: "I'm going out."

"Okay, I'll leave after finishing this round." Brother Chen waved his hand indifferently.

The two had known each other for fifteen years, and they were already like family members. Jiang Anzhi only asked him to go out and remember to lock the door, and then left.

In the kindergarten, Jiang Che quickly fed the things in his hand to the rabbit, and went to the classroom to get his schoolbag when the time came.

Little Fatty looked at him suspiciously: "What are you in such a hurry for? Let's play for a while?"

"My dad and I have important things to do, you play."

The little adult, Jiang Che, the old god, patted his buttocks and left after talking.