By accident, Qiao Wanwan got entangled with a powerful man who had come back to life from death and was disabled.
Qiao Wanwan: "Can't you see I'm a cripple?"
The powerfu...
Qiao Wanwan couldn't bear to spoil their fun, so she agreed. However, in addition to the bodyguards accompanying them, she and Zhan Jingting also decided to bring their third son to join in the fun.
Shiyi and Xiao Jiu had a great time meeting their classmates, and even bought Qiao Wanwan a gift with their own pocket money. They also kept talking about the interesting things that happened at the temple fair during the meal.
That night, Qiao Wanwan coaxed the third son to sleep. When she returned to the master bedroom, Zhan Jingting was already sitting on the bed, holding a laptop as if he were handling official business.
After washing up, Qiao Wanwan sat down on the bed and said, "Jingting, now that the danger is over, can we send the child to school?"
Zhan Jingting turned to look at her. "Why did you suddenly think of this?"
“I know that homeschooling is no less effective than school, and may even be more comprehensive and suitable for them, but the children also lose out on so much,” Qiao Wanwan analyzed. “When they met their classmates today, their eyes lit up when the classmates talked about school. They really want to go to school.”
"By the way, I heard from my mom that they wanted to go back to school before, but you persuaded them. How did you convince them?"
"It's nothing. I'm their father, so naturally I have the authority a father should have. They'll listen to me to some extent." Zhan Jingting brushed it off lightly, then added, "Wanwan, I don't think they need to go to school. Not all wishes can be fulfilled. They should understand that."
Qiao Wanwan frowned. "But I think the benefits of sending the child to school outweigh the drawbacks. Why don't you want it to happen?"
"That's what you think. I also have my own principles." Zhan Jingting looked at him. "Listen to me on this matter, okay?"
Although Qiao Wanwan didn't understand, she didn't want to argue anymore, so she could only nod and say, "Let's talk about it later."
Zhan Jingting closed his laptop. "It's getting late, go to sleep. I'll take you out to play while we have these few days off."
"Let's go in a couple of days. I'm going to go with my mom to burn incense tomorrow."
"good."
......
The next day.
Qiao Wanwan got up very early, and after having breakfast, she and Su Jing were about to go out when an uninvited guest arrived at Wutong Bay.