"Teacher Chen, good morning!"
"Director Zhou, good morning!"
"Jimmy, good morning, Mother Jimmy, good morning!"
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Seeing everyone he knew, the little guy actively greeted them.
Although he didn’t say it, Luo Xiaoqian and Leng Zimo had already noticed that he was deliberately trying to attract everyone’s attention, wanting them to see that he was being brought by both his mom and dad.
Such a small person, with such a sensitive heart, enough to make both of them feel heartache.
After sending the little guy to his classroom door, Leng Zimo bent down, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and carefully straightened his clothes, "Dad promises you, from today on, as long as I’m not on a business trip, Mom and Dad will take you to school every day, okay?!"
"Okay." The little guy imdiately nodded in agreent, and looking at Leng Zimo’s gentle face in front of him, he hesitated for a mont, then quickly leaned in to give Leng Zimo a kiss on the face before turning around and running into the classroom.
Standing up, raising his hand to touch the spot on his face where he was kissed, a natural wave of warmth rose in Leng Zimo’s heart.
Luo Xiaoqian watched the father and son from the side, her face full of smiles, "He’s just like you, very strong-willed, but it seems he’s slowly accepting you."
Leng Zimo didn’t say anything, he just reached out his left hand to hold her right hand.
Right now, he only wanted to hold her hand like this in front of everyone, under the bright sunshine, and walk alongside her openly.
Feeling his warm palm and the strength of his fingers, Luo Xiaoqian closed her fingers, holding him tightly in return.
She knew he would never let go again, and she would never take her hand away from his.
No matter how difficult the road ahead, they would walk it hand in hand, side by side.
As they descended the stairs, they happened to run into Huangfu Ruo, who was dropping Qin Wanwan off at kindergarten. Noticing their clasped hands, Huangfu Ruo’s eyes reflected a bit of surprise.
"Uncle Zimo, Aunt Luo, have you reconciled?"
Qin Wanwan looked up curiously and asked.
"What do you think?!" Leng Zimo smiled at the little girl, responding with a question.
"Hmm?!" Qin Wanwan looked at the two of them, and then at their joined hands, "Only good friends hold hands, I think you must have made up."
"Wanwan, so smart!"
Luo Xiaoqian withdrew her hand from Leng Zimo’s grip, her gaze falling on Huangfu Ruo.
The two won simultaneously stepped forward and embraced each other.
"Wonderful, Xiao Qian, wonderful!" Hugging Luo Xiaoqian tightly, Huangfu Ruo wept with joy.
"Mommy, why are you crying?" Qin Wanwan asked in confusion.
"Mommy is just too happy!" Controlling her emotions, Huangfu Ruo released Luo Xiaoqian and then focused her gaze on Leng Zimo, "Brother Zimo, let tell you, you owe us all a big favor. If it weren’t for our help, would you have thought of Xiao Qian, would you have gotten a son for free? Tell us, how are you going to repay us?!"
"Tonight, I’ll personally cook you all a feast, how about that?!" Leng Zimo asked with a smile.
This group of friends had gone to great lengths for their sake, and he had to not only apologize to them for keeping them in the dark but also express his gratitude.
Huangfu Ruo pouted, "Forget it, you still have a cast on your arm!"
Leng Zimo raised his arm, "I’ll go have it removed today!"
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Good afternoon.
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