Chapter 39 Xie Junheng, Who is your mommy?

Today, the area outside the school gates resembled a car show, with parents arriving one after another, all dressed impeccably and meticulously groomed.

As Jiang Shiyuan walked into the school gate, the parents passing by all turned to look at her with disdain.

Among the group of glamorous parents, she was the only one dressed in an ordinary tracksuit.

Even if she is very beautiful, in the eyes of these snobbish parents who fawn over the powerful and look down on the weak, this is still a pathetic display:

"Whose parent is this? This is so shabby! She would have been better off naked than dressed like this, right?"

"It might not be a parent, right? Maybe it's a school staff member?"

"All the teachers here wear designer brands without logos, right? I bet she works as a cleaner."

Suddenly, a parent exclaimed, "Oh!"

"Isn't she the woman who was rumored online to be President Xie's wife?!"

"Huh? It really is her! What's she doing at school? Could it be that she really is..."

"Ha, what a joke! If she's Mrs. Xie, then I'm the First Lady!"

Ignoring the mockery, Jiang Shiyuan walked straight towards the auditorium where the event was being held.

Inside the auditorium.

Almost all the students' parents were present, but Tongtong was all alone.

"Xie Junheng, where are your daddy and mommy? Is no one taking care of you at all?" A few little boys came over and asked.

"Didn't you say you were going to get first place this time? I think you're more likely to come in last place!"

They were just five or six-year-old children, they didn't know anything about social etiquette, they basically only played with whoever was stronger, so naturally they wouldn't hold back their words just because Tongtong was a rich young master.

Tongtong clenched her teeth and snorted, "So what if you're last? You'd better get first place in math, Chinese, and English in the whole school!"

He knew his father was too busy to come.

As for Mommy...

Since leaving Grandma's house last time, Mommy hasn't been home for several days and hasn't contacted her either.

Before, his mother would call him several times a day, but now she doesn't. At first, he was very happy, but after a while, he felt a little unaccustomed to it.

Even so, he wouldn't take the initiative to contact his mother; he wasn't about to be the first to back down!

But what if I actually come in last place?!

He was pampered since childhood and always got first place in every subject. He couldn't accept any failure!

"Hehehe~ Last place is last place, why make excuses!" The kids made faces at him.

"Oh my gosh~ Xie Junheng is a wild child with no one to take care of him~!"

Tongtong clenched her little hands into fists, feeling both ashamed and angry, her face turning red with embarrassment.

At this moment, Jiang Shiyuan had already entered the auditorium, and the surrounding parents began to murmur again:

"Look at that woman! She's so strange!"

"Why did you come dressed like that? Can't you at least dress yourself up? Doesn't a child care about their appearance?"

"Exactly! It's completely lowered the overall prestige of the prestigious school!"

Hearing the chatter, Tongtong looked in the direction of the voices.

When he saw Jiang Shiyuan walking towards him, his heart skipped a beat, and then his face darkened.

"Xie Junheng, is that ugly and dowdy woman your mom?" his classmates asked him.

Tongtong's eyes flickered, "She..."

Jiang Shiyuan looked around blankly, and finally spotted her son's small, handsome figure in the crowd.

However, at this moment, Tongtong felt as if she had been caught red-handed, and panicked, subconsciously taking a step back.

"Tongtong!" Suddenly, a gentle voice called out.

Tongtong's gaze passed over Jiang Shiyuan and immediately fell upon his aunt Xinxin, whose long, black hair reached her waist, who was wearing a beautiful white dress and whose graceful posture resembled that of a fairy, as she walked towards him.

Exactly, that's exactly how he imagined his mommy!

"Look! Isn't that Mr. Xie's girlfriend?!"

"She's truly stunningly beautiful, practically glowing! She's clearly a pampered and well-mannered beauty, a true gem of a woman!"

"Didn't Mr. Xie get married? Then this young lady must be..."

"They've probably been divorced for a long time, otherwise why haven't we seen Mrs. Xie showing her face?"

Lin Zhixin, her eyes brimming with a gentle smile, walked gracefully to Tongtong, completely ignoring Jiang Shiyuan standing beside her.

Tongtong was so excited that she almost jumped into Lin Zhixin's arms.

"Sorry Tongtong, I'm late." Lin Zhixin gently stroked the child's head, radiating maternal warmth.

Tongtong sniffed and rubbed her little head against the hem of her white dress.

"Tongtong." Jiang Shiyuan stepped forward and called out to him softly.

"Xie Junheng, which of them is your mommy?" The classmate looked at the two pretty aunties in front of him and scratched his head.

"Yes, do you have two mothers?"

Tongtong glanced at Jiang Shiyuan with disdain, then grabbed Lin Zhixin's hand and silently walked away.

"Ah, so that lady in the white dress is Tongtong's mommy! I knew it, Xie Junheng's mommy must be rich!"

Jiang Shiyuan stood there stunned, watching Tongtong's resolute departing figure, and lowered her eyelashes.

Who says children don't have the right to choose their parents?

She wanted to give Tongtong that right.

Amidst the mocking gazes of the crowd, Jiang Shiyuan turned and left.

She could easily reveal her identity in public, but she simply couldn't bring herself to fight with Lin Zhixin in front of all the children, tear each other apart, and engage in such ugly competition.

As soon as Jiang Shiyuan stepped out of the auditorium, she faintly heard the child's weak and pitiful sobs.

She slowly walked towards the sound and saw a fair-skinned, handsome little boy sitting alone on the corner of the stairs, his face covered in tears, secretly crying.

Jiang Shiyuan softened her heart and went over to sit beside him, gently asking:

"Little one, why are you crying?"

"My... car model is broken... I can't fix it..." The boy was sobbing, clearly heartbroken.

"Come on, let Auntie take a look." Jiang Shiyuan took it and, in the bright sunlight streaming through the window, observed the toy's construction.

Although the toy race car looked a bit old, its design was ingenious and it had many precise parts. She immediately spotted the problem, but she didn't have the tools to fix it right away.

"Little one, don't cry. If you trust Auntie, Auntie will take it home and fix it for you, okay?" Jiang Shiyuan looked down at the child's cute little face and comforted him.

The boy's eyes were red-rimmed. "Can it really be fixed?"

Jiang Shiyuan smiled confidently, "Trust me, I can definitely do it."

"Thank you... thank you, Auntie! Thank you, Auntie!" The boy finally smiled, bowing to her repeatedly.

Jiang Shiyuan's gaze sharpened as she realized that this boy was indeed somewhat different from other children, exhibiting some rigid behaviors.

She remembered that this was a characteristic trait of children with autism.

"Where are your parents? Why didn't they come with you to the event today?" She took out a tissue and gently wiped away the boy's tears.

“I don’t have a mom… My dad is too busy to come with me.”

The boy sniffed and gave Jiang Shiyuan a bright smile, like a little sun. "I know my dad works hard and takes care of me, so it's okay if he doesn't come."

Jiang Shiyuan asked with pity, "Child, what's your name?"

The boy obediently replied, "My name is Banban."

"Banban?" Jiang Shiyuan was slightly taken aback.

It sounds like Xiu Gou's name.

The boy murmured, kneading his little hands, "Just like... just like..."

"Ah..." Jiang Shiyuan suddenly realized.

Banban is another name for a Qilin. This shows how much his father cherished him.

"Banban, this name is anything but ordinary, it's quite imposing."

Jiang Shiyuan lowered her eyes to look at the yellow name tag pinned to the child's chest. The name on it was—

Fu Yansi.

It's also quite unique.