Song Qiao looked at her son in a bit of shock, seeing the little guy’s expectant face, she imdiately smiled and nodded, "Alright, if Dad doesn’t have ti, then Mom will co to pick you up by herself, and then take you to play with your sister, okay?"
Lu Wangshu nodded repeatedly like a little garlic pounder.
By the ti Lu Jingchen walked over to them, Song Qiao was already standing up straight, and Lu Wangshu waved obediently at both Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen, "Dad, Mom, I’m off to class now."
Song Qiao handed him the schoolbag she was holding, "Okay, rember to listen to the teacher."
Lu Wangshu nodded, "Got it, Mom."
And with that, he ran towards school on his short little legs.
The high appearance of Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao instantly attracted many people’s attention, and so even recognized Lu Jingchen’s identity, but due to the ’keep your distance’ aura Lu Jingchen emitted, no one dared to approach.
"Lu Wangshu."
Not far away, Lu Wangshu heard soone calling his na after taking just two steps, and looking sideways, he saw a pretty little girl with slightly braided hair running towards him.
Seeing the little girl, Lu Wangshu’s small eyebrows furrowed imdiately, but he still politely stopped and asked, "What do you want?"
The little girl ran in front of Lu Wangshu, panting a bit, patted her chest, glanced once in the direction of Song Qiao and them, and then asked Lu Wangshu, "Who is that? Is she your aunt?"
Lu Wangshu’s expression suddenly looked a bit annoyed, and he imdiately rebutted, "What aunt? That’s not my aunt, that’s my mom."
Before the little girl could speak, another childish voice ca, "What? Don’t you not have a mom?"
Lu Wangshu turned his head towards the voice, already angry on his face, and replied through gritted teeth, "Xue Ziqi, you don’t have a mom, my mom is standing right there."
The boy nad Xue Ziqi was the sa age as Lu Wangshu, and actually Lu Wangshu’s classmate. From the start of the school year till now, Lu Wangshu and he were like mortal enemies, always looking down on each other.
But Xue Ziqi knew very well that he was the one who looked down on Lu Wangshu, because the girl he liked actually liked Lu Wangshu, and more than half of the class preferred to play with Lu Wangshu.
Before Lu Wangshu joined their class, he was the leader among the kids, but once Lu Wangshu arrived, it turned into Lu Wangshu leading.
Moreover, Lu Wangshu was very smart, always getting praised by the teacher, which made Xue Ziqi even more displeased with Lu Wangshu, frequently causing trouble for him.
However, the troubles between children were just usually argunts or little fights, nothing major happened.
Xue Ziqi’s face turned a bit unsightly, yet the half-grown child couldn’t do much, so he bit his lip then stepped forward to push Lu Wangshu, voicing his discontent loudly, "My mom’s at ho, you don’t have a mom. My mom said your mom ran off with another man, and today you randomly found so woman to pretend to be your mom, right?"
The little girl standing there looked left and right, her mouth wide open, evidently a bit shocked and... frightened.
Lu Wangshu’s expression instantly darkened even more, involuntarily stepping back a few steps from being pushed, especially after hearing Xue Ziqi’s words, his face was full of anger, loudly rebutting, "Your mom ran off with soone else, not mine. That is my mom..."
Xue Ziqi’s face turned very red from anger, finally unable to hold back, he rushed forward and started fighting with Lu Wangshu.
Lu Wangshu wasn’t willing to show weakness either and began fighting back against Xue Ziqi.
The commotion between the two children caught the attention of many people, even Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao, who were about to get in the car and leave, heard their son’s voice. Song Qiao, who had just seated herself inside the car, imdiately got out, asking Lu Jingchen, "I think I heard our son’s voice."
Lu Jingchen also slightly furrowed his brows, but responded with a hum, "It’s our son’s voice."
"Let’s go see if anything happened."
Saying this, she was the first to stride towards where Lu Wangshu was.
By the ti the couple pushed through the crowd and saw the two kids already wrestling each other, Song Qiao was so startled, she rushed forward, "Why are you fighting? Wangshu, no fighting..."
The parents of the child fighting with Lu Wangshu also ca over at this mont, and seeing their son fighting with soone, the middle-aged woman couldn’t stay calm anymore, "Son, what are you doing?"
Lu Jingchen looked at Lu Wangshu, who was fighting with soone, his face a bit dark, and he directly pulled Song Qiao aside to prevent the kids from accidentally hurting her, then himself stepped forward to separate the two kids, grabbing one with each hand.
Xue Ziqi looked up at Lu Jingchen, and recognizing imdiately that it was Lu Wangshu’s dad, was suddenly scared and started crying loudly, really... screaming his lungs out.
Seeing it was his dad, Lu Wangshu instantly seed like a deflated ball, weakly calling out, "Dad..."
Song Qiao quickly squatted in front of Lu Wangshu, looking worried, "Son, are you hurt anywhere? Let Mommy take a look."
Seeing his mother’s worried face, Lu Wangshu’s nose suddenly felt sour, an urge to cry rising, but he held it down, obediently saying, "Mom, I’m fine, he can’t hit ."
Since last year, Dad had sent him to practice Taekwondo, and although he was still average in skills, he could handle peers his age.
And Xue Ziqi had never learned anything, always pampered by grandparents and parents since birth, even afraid he might fall while being held, naturally, he was no match for Lu Wangshu. When the kids fought, he just got beat up.
The boy’s mother directly took him from Lu Jingchen’s hand, and seeing her son’s face bruised and swollen, she was so angry that she imdiately started scolding, "Look at what your son did, he made my son’s face like this."
Lu Jingchen turned his gaze to Lu Wangshu, speaking expressionlessly, "How many tis have I told you not to fight? Look at what you were doing just now."
There were spectators all around, so recognized who Lu Jingchen was, and no one dared to say anything, just standing there watching.
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