"What's wrong with her?" Zhou Zilong scratched his belly, full of confusion, "Hasn't she been bullied yet?" He was still planning to show off his "ability".

"She scolded Li Yao, so we won't play with her." Mu Mu said loudly. She had also been called a bastard and a burden by her stepmother at home, and she knew that these were not nice words.

"Yes, we won't play with her and leave her alone. Li Yao, let's go play together?" Xuanyunduo took control of the whole situation and directed the little kids to march towards the slide together.

Li Yao, who was surrounded in the middle and forced to move forward: "..." No, he didn't want to play on the slide.

There was another group of little kids playing on the slide. They started playing together, joking and clamoring. It felt like hundreds of ducks quacking at once. Little Li Yao sat alone on the swing, silently looking up at the sky...

It would be nice if I could skip a grade, he thought.

No, he shook his head and threw the idea out. Little Li Yao's original life trajectory should not be disrupted by him. After all, he was just a passerby.

But what is Mom doing?

Even a passerby can enjoy a little bit of maternal love. He is just greedy a little bit, just a little bit is enough.

He was thinking about his mother, and his mother was thinking about him too.

Li Qiao happened to meet Zhou Zilong's mother downstairs in the community. Since someone was talking to her, she didn't want to leave immediately. The most important thing was that her child was about to get home from school, so there was no need to go up again.

She held a folder in her hand, which contained a lot of collected information, much of which was hard-won experience in the industry. She also had to thank Yu Rufeng for the connections he had introduced her to.

"Mother Li Yao, I heard the kindergarten is going to hold a cultural performance. Has your little Yao signed up?"

"No, he's more..."

"Li Qiao!"

Before Li Qiao could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud "Li Qiao".