"No."
"Nooo~ Okay then~"
The little guy’s mood changed as fast as flipping a page.
Li Yuanfang was taken aback.
But indeed, isn’t it quite adorable?
Thinking about many things, Li Yuanfang decided to return to Jing City overnight and try to make a baby.
"Let’s go, we’ll grab a al."
"Alright!" Mo Jingchun’s words matched his thoughts.
He was thinking about going ho.
In a small private room in the underground cafeteria, Li Yuanfang devoured three big bowls of rice.
"Burp~"
"Green vegetables just taste better."
Although the dishes here were far from the standard of a five-star hotel, the taste was surprisingly good.
Candy, sitting next to Mo Jingchun, watched this big brother with so worry.
When will this big brother leave? Guoguo wants to eat the big als her sister makes, not cafeteria food.
After checking the ti on his phone, Li Yuanfang smiled and said:
"There’s still a lot to deal with on the company side, so, you guys take your ti eating; I’ll head out first."
"No need to see off."
The little one tilted her head, watching the big brother and his group disappear out the door, then suddenly shouted joyfully:
"Yay! Big brother finally left."
"Guoguo can eat the delicious food her sister makes again~"
Zhou Yaling felt pleased, but Mo Jingchun, sipping on chicken soup, said gently:
"Guoguo, rember, it’s enough to keep such thoughts in your heart; no need to say them out loud."
The little one blinked and said, "But I didn’t say it in front of that big brother."
"Just listen to your brother, and you’ll understand when you grow up."
Frowning, she thought, again with the ’when you grow up’! They always say this.
She’s about to enter the big class.
"Got it~ Keep thoughts in the heart, don’t say them out loud."
When the elder brother was teaching Candy, even the mischievous Zhou Yaling didn’t dare interrupt.
In many aspects of Candy’s education, the elder brother was quite strict.
Zhou Yaling knew what the elder brother was worried about.
He feared that soone might insult Candy in the future, saying sothing like "raised without a mother".
Intentional or not, such a remark would greatly impact Candy once she understood things.
Not daring to interrupt, Zhou Yaling left Xia Xiaomin even less room to say anything.
If those words got out, the boss would likely think of her, Xia Xiaomin, first.
The next morning, after Mo Jingchun dropped off the little one at kindergarten, Xia Xiaomin handed him a docunt in the office.
Mo Jingchun glanced at it, chuckling, "Oh, this, I know about this. Li Yuanfang gave a heads-up last night."
The surge in his car company’s stock was really no surprise.
Otherwise, why would he co back just to sign the contract after a call?
Shaking his head, Mo Jingchun laughed, "We might make a lot, but he never loses."
With this stock surge, he’s probably grinning from ear to ear.
Xia Xiaomin could naturally see this situation as well.
Taking back the docunt the boss returned, Xia Xiaomin hesitated before asking,
"Boss, do we need to issue an announcent?"
After thinking for a while, Mo Jingchun said, "Let’s do him a favor and release a cooperation announcent."
Smiling with her lips pressed together, Xia Xiaomin said, "Boss, with this move, their stock might rise again."
"Release it an hour later; I’ll notify Li Yuanfang first."
Impressed by the boss’s suggestion, Xia Xiaomin gave him a thumbs up.
"Alright! Boss, this way, Mr. Li has even more room to maneuver."
Mo Jingchun didn’t mind; since it was a favor already given, he might as well see it through.
In kindergarten, Candy, after playing with Xiang’Er for half a day, welcod her first class of the day.
In the warm classroom, the Chinese teacher walked in with a stack of A4 paper, wearing a long dress and smiling brightly.
"Good morning, little friends."
"Good morning, teacher!" Though the little ones’ voices were uneven, they were loud.
So little boys yelled so loudly, as if afraid the teacher wouldn’t hear.
"Today, the teacher will teach you how to write your nas."
"When I call your na, please co up to the front."
All the children’s nas were printed according to the listing, in alphabetical order.
Naturally, students originally at the bottom of the list were now at the top due to the alphabetical order.
"Zhang Feng."
"Coming, coming."
A cute little girl with two ponytails ran up to the podium.
The podium, half the height of a person, was taller than all the kids in the classroom.
...
"Mo Xiaoxue."
Finally, it’s my turn~ Candy, who had been impatient, ran straight over.
On a familiar white piece of paper were three scribbled characters.
Mo Xiaoxue!
Candy recognized the characters.
But she just couldn’t write them.
Listening to the teacher call other students’ nas, Candy returned to her seat obediently.
Looking at the black words on white paper before her, Candy scratched her head in distress.
Why didn’t her mom give her a two-character na~ The extra character makes it so hard.
A few minutes later, all the little ones had their nas.
The teacher on the podium smiled and said,
"Children, look at your nas and try to draw them. Over the next few days, the teacher will individually help each of you write your na~"
"Let’s aim to have everyone write their nas within two weeks, okay?"
"Okay!" A group of little cuties responded in unison.
But soon, they regretted it a bit.
Why are these nas so hard to draw?
But a few talented little artists had already started drawing with so semblance of shapes.
Though shaky and crooked, at least recognizable.
Sitting next to Xiang’Er, Candy was confused, holding her pen without knowing where to start.
"So hard~"
Hearing Candy’s complaint, Xiang’Er tilted her head and pointed at the strokes on the paper, saying,
"Candy, look, just follow this order to draw."
"For the ’Mo’ character, first a horizontal line, then a dot..."
Gradually, Candy seed to catch the hang of it, though her characters were shaky, like chicken scratches.
After one class, Candy finally wrote the character "Mo."
But for so reason, the more she looked at the teacher’s model, the stranger the "Mo" character seed.
It was as if she no longer recognized this word, feeling entirely unfamiliar.
Scratching her head, the little one couldn’t figure out why this was happening.
Two days later, it was finally her turn for the teacher’s one-on-one guidance on writing her na.
Listening to the teacher’s instructions, the little one’s eyes brightened.
Writing her na, stroke by stroke, didn’t seem so difficult.
She was just envious of those with only two-character nas.
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