"Why, bother me to pick you up?!" Li Juefeng lowered his head and glared at him coldly.
Len immediately lowered his head, not daring to speak or hold his hand, and walked honestly behind him.
Li Juefeng suddenly stopped and Len bumped into his leg, making him dizzy and unable to say a word.
"Go in front of me!"
Li Juefeng turned around, stared down at Len who was touching his head with his little hand, and shouted coldly in a low voice, leaving no room for doubt.
Naturally, Len didn't dare to resist, so he ran up to Li Juefeng and walked obediently, his head still lowered and his little body shrinking weakly, like a shrimp.
"Put your head up and walk!"
Li Juefeng shouted violently, filled with the urge to beat someone who couldn't bear it.
Len shivered with fright and immediately walked stiffly with his face raised.
"Put your chest out!"
"..."
"Put your face straight! Why are you raising your head so high?!"
"..."
"Look at the road ahead! Don't walk sideways! Do you know how to walk?! Do you need me to teach you this?!"
Li Juefeng walked behind him and shouted impatiently.
"..."
With a stern face, Len finally learned to walk normally amidst Li Juefeng's roar, but his steps were stiffer than before.
So fierce...
He still likes his mother and grandma to pick him up from school...
After climbing into the car and sitting down, Len was so disciplined that he didn't dare to move at all. He put his two little hands on his knees, his little face was tense, his eyes were wide open, and he even wanted to breathe softly.
Li Juefeng sat next to him with a cold face.
The car was so quiet that there was no sound at all.
Len's eyes didn't even dare to squint.
"What did the teacher teach today?!"
A low, cold voice suddenly sounded.
Len was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a moment, his little face was blank.
Li Juefeng shouted impatiently, "Have you forgotten what the teacher taught you?!"
Len's shoulders shrank involuntarily again, and he quickly replied, "Teacher tells stories."
"What did you say?!"
Li Juefeng's tone softened a little.
Len twisted his little hands together to formulate sentences, "The ugly duckling, others... look down on it, it... its mother doesn't like it either... it just cried."
"..."
Li Juefeng's expression became stiff upon hearing this.
With Len's academic level, he doesn't need to go to kindergarten at all. He is already at the elementary school level in mathematics, but now he is listening to the story of the Ugly Duckling in kindergarten...
What a waste of time.
"Dad." Len's childish voice suddenly sounded.
Li Juefeng glanced over with a deep and sharp gaze. Len was so frightened that he took a breath of cold air, and then bravely asked again, "Shall... let's go play football?"
Len remembers clearly that his father only picked him up from school twice, once to take him to play football, and once today.
I will definitely go play football again today.
"No kick!" Li Juefeng objected forcefully.
Len's little head immediately drooped in disappointment. Li Juefeng stretched out his hand to loosen his tie and stiffly added, "It's too cold today, I'll teach you next time!"
"Um!"
Len nodded quickly, as if he was afraid he would regret it.
Li Juefeng's driver took them to Gu Xiaoai's villa.
Li Juefeng followed Len and walked in. When he returned here, Len seemed to have returned to his own territory. He walked with his head held high in an instant...
Li Juefeng walked in, and the boy's mother immediately greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Li, have you brought Len back? I've made dinner. Let's stay here to eat tonight."