Ling Tongyu stood on the podium, talking eloquently in front of her classmates. Han Jifeng sat in her seat, ten people away, and his deep eyes fell on her.
He found that this woman had undergone many changes without knowing it. Now she was no longer as timid as before. After studying in a foreign country, her speech was full of confidence and her face was filled with enthusiasm. He
A look of admiration quietly flashed in his eyes.
She will be the one who reaches the top of the pyramid.
He lowered his head and inadvertently glanced at the to-do events on the desktop of his mobile phone. One of them was——
"Xiaoxi Kindergarten Parent-child Activities: My Dad, Dad's Gift."
Me and dad? His heart moved.
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Chinese kindergarten, most of the kindergartens are Chinese children, a small number are from Asian countries such as Japan, South Korea, Singapore, etc., and there are also a few African American children.
The teacher is Korean.
The blackboard in the classroom says "(my father)". It turns out that this is the theme of the children's speech today. Each child followed the teacher's request and invited his father to the scene. Every child in the classroom sat next to him.
There are fathers sitting on the floor, and the fathers are communicating with their children about the content of the speeches they will give.
Except Ling Xiaoxi.
She was the only one in the class sitting alone, with no father beside her.
The speech began, and the children all enthusiastically came to the stage to give speeches in various ways to explain their fathers. They all wanted to perform well in front of their fathers.
Xiaoxi was sitting upright. She looked at the empty seat next to her and said to herself with a smile, "It's okay, Xiaoxi. Xiaoxi's father will come one day."
"Xiaoxi, your dad, why didn't he come? Is he busy?" At this time, Xiaoxi's classmate patted her hand and asked with concern.
"Yes, my father is very busy. He is going abroad to make money for my mother and me. He will be back next Christmas..." Xiaoxi firmly remembers what her mother said, if anyone
When asked where her father was, she said that her father had gone away to make money and would be back next Christmas. This was... a simple and beautiful expectation from a five-year-old child.
Every Christmas, she would secretly say that her father would be back next Christmas.
"Oh, but, Xiaoxi, your father didn't come, so what are you going to do today? Didn't your father prepare a gift for you?"
"I'm sorry, Xiaoxi's dad, he's late." Just when Xiaoxi was about to explain why there was no gift, a familiar voice suddenly came from above.
"..." She suddenly looked up and saw her tall uncle standing next to her, with a big smile on his face. Xiaoxi was fascinated by the sight -
Is my uncle a god? He fell from the sky.
Han Jifeng is tall, has outstanding looks, and exudes a noble and elegant temperament. As soon as he appears, he immediately becomes the focus of all fathers.
"Baby, I'm sorry, dad is late, can I sit next to you?" Han Jifeng bent down, caressed the back of Xiaoxi's head with one hand, and kissed her on the forehead with a very gentle movement.
"Okay!" The dazed Xiaoxi finally came to her senses and nodded very hard. She suddenly felt so happy, so happy.
"Thank you, baby." Han Jifeng smiled and sat down next to Xiaoxi, like other fathers.
"Michelle, this is my father." Xiaoxi said to her classmate very proudly.
"Wow..." The eyes of my classmate suddenly brightened up. He stared at Han Jifeng like a little nympho and said, "Xiaoxi, your dad is so handsome, he looks like a big star."
"Thank you, kid."
Xiaoxi reached out and poked the back of the child sitting in front, pointed at Han Jifeng, and said to him, "Tom, this is my dad."
"Xiaoxi, this is your father, he is so handsome."
"Sophie, this is my father."
"Somi, this is my father."
Xiaoxi couldn't wait to introduce Han Jifeng's father to all her good friends in the kindergarten, and every time, Han Jifeng greeted Xiaoxi's friends kindly.
"Wow, Xiaoxi's father is really handsome."
"Oh, I know Xiaoxi's father. I've seen it on TV. Xiaoxi's father is the big boss. He's super powerful." A Chinese child recognized Han Jifeng and pointed at him and said loudly.
"Wow, Xiaoxi, your dad is so awesome." After hearing this, the children all looked envious of Xiaoxi.
And Xiaoxi, with a little pride on her face, nestled in Han Jifeng's arms, feeling a sense of happiness that she had never experienced before in her heart, and her beautiful and cute little face smiled like a flower.
Han Jifeng was always sitting next to her, looking at her with a gentle smile, and at the same time, deep guilt emerged in his heart.
But "Daddy" appeared, and she was so happy. In the past years, how did she spend her time without her father to protect her?
Xiaoxi, this will never happen again.
"Okay, now, it's Xiaoxi's father's turn to give her a gift. Before Xiaoxi's father gives her a gift, I want to tell the children some good news. Today, Xiaoxi's father not only prepared a gift for Xiaoxi, but also
We have prepared very thoughtful and lovely gifts for each of our children. Let’s first thank Xiaoxi’s father together.”
"Wow, that's great, Xiaoxi, your father is so nice. He will give us gifts."
"Thank you, Dad Xiaoxi!"
"Thank you Xiaoxi."
The children were very happy when they heard that Xiaoxi's father would also give gifts. Everyone expressed their gratitude to Xiaoxi.
Han Jifeng stood up, took out a picture album from his arms, and handed it to Xiaoxi's hands.
"Hey, what did Xiaoxi's father give her?" The children were all very curious and stared at what Xiaoxi was holding.
"Xiaoxi, this is a gift from dad. The paintings you painted are now published in China and are sold in many bookstores."
"Wow!" Suddenly, there was a burst of envious exclamations in the classroom. From the children's perspective, it was such a magical thing that the paintings they drew could be sold in bookstores.
Xiaoxi lowered her head and flipped through the picture album in her hand, her bright eyes shining with a different kind of brilliance.
She turned over page after page. They were all paintings she had drawn before, and they could actually be turned into a book. It was so magical, so magical...
Outside the classroom, Ling Tongyu looked at the scene inside with tears streaming down her face. She also held a picture book published by Xiaoxi in her hand. She had never seen Xiaoxi look so happy.
She also did not expect that the picture album Han Jifeng took away at that time turned out to be such a big surprise for Xiao Xi.
Suddenly, a warm feeling melted in my heart.
"Miss Ling, the young master is interested in you."
"..." Ling Tongyu blinked and looked back at Wen Lei.
"At that time, your life was very embarrassing, so the young master thought of publishing Xiaoxi's picture album so that you could live a better life based on your own abilities. So the young master wrote the preface himself, and this book "Xiaoxi's Dream" received high praise.
Royalty, because the young master knows your personality, you will not accept help from others at will."
After hearing this, Ling Tongyu's heart was touched. She didn't expect that he, who had always been indifferent, would have such a careful and considerate side. She touched the brand new picture album in her hand and suddenly felt so touched.
"Also, after the typhoon disaster, the one million you received was actually donated anonymously by the young master as a big entrepreneur. In order to avoid your suspicion and accept it calmly, he donated a sum to all the victims in your community.
money."
"What..." Ling Tongyu was shocked once again after hearing this. The millionaire famous entrepreneur turned out to be Han Jifeng. She had proudly mentioned this matter in front of him several times.
Even when he boasted about his good luck, he never revealed the fact that he was a well-meaning entrepreneur.
Ling Tongyu looked in the direction of Han Jifeng. The parenting class was over, and he led Xiaoxi towards her direction——
"Xiaoxi..." Han Jifeng stopped, looked down at this elf-like little girl, and shouted emotionally.
"Huh? What's the matter, uncle?" Xiaoxi was still flipping through her own book, feeling very happy. Her uncle also told her that now she has many fans.
"Xiaoxi..." he shouted again.
"..." Xiaoxi stopped flipping through the book, raised her head, and looked at Han Jifeng curiously. What happened today? He kept calling her name.
"Xiaoxi..."
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
"Xiaoxi, can I be your father?" he asked, with expectant eyes.
"Is he a real dad or a fake dad?" Xiaoxi clenched her fists and asked.
"Real father, Ling Xiaoxi will be called Han Xiaoxi from now on. Then, like today, I will come to participate in all your parent-child activities. What do you think?"
"Really dad?" Xiaoxi blinked and asked, "Of course that's good, but does Ling Tongyu agree?" She looked at her mother who was waiting over there.
"Your mother..." Han Jifeng blinked, stretched out his palms and clenched them into fists, as if he was determined to win, "You are already in my pocket."
"But..." Xiaoxi lowered her head and suddenly looked very sad, "But my aunt would not agree. She gave her mother a lot of money and a house. She said that we would make our uncle unhappy. Although
, Mom didn’t ask my aunt for a penny, nor did she ask for her house, but my mother has promised my aunt that we won’t be with my uncle.”
What?
When Han Jifeng heard this, his expression was startled, and his pupils suddenly dilated, "Xiaoxi, you said, your mother didn't ask for money from my aunt? She didn't ask for the house either?"
"No." Xiaoxi shook her head with wide eyes, "My mother worked everywhere to earn money. She worked in restaurants, libraries, nail salons, bars... all of them. Most of the time she worked in one place.
Three jobs.”
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Sorry, I am sick, have a fever, feel dizzy, want to sleep, and have to take care of my children. I have not updated much in the past two days. Please forgive me.