Yi Kangle stood by, watching Su Xiaoyu pack her things, wanting to go forward but not daring to.

"Xiaoyu, are you really leaving?" he asked in a muffled voice.

Su Xiaoyu happily packed all her things, nodding her head repeatedly.

Yi Kangle's face fell, filled with reluctance.

"I don't want you to leave. If you leave, they will bully me again."

The thought of those bullying kids filled him with inexplicable fear, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

"Light rain."

He looked at Su Xiaoyu with teary eyes, took a few steps, opened his arms, and wanted to go forward and hug her.

But before he could even touch the hem of her clothes, a small bear was suddenly stuffed into his arms.

Yi Kangle was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly, "Isn't this your favorite teddy bear? Are you going to give it to me?"

Su Xiaoyu smiled and nodded.

Yi Kangle's tears, which he had just held back, welled up again. He tossed the teddy bear aside and hugged it tightly.

"I don't want your teddy bear anymore, can you please not leave?"

Su Xiaoyu pushed him away and stared straight at the tears welling up in his eyes. "Cry."

Su Yan, who had been watching from outside, was starting to get a little uneasy.

People were reluctant to let her go and begged her not to leave, but she acted domineeringly and made them cry in front of her.

Su Yan pushed open the door and walked in quickly.

"Xiaoyu, how can you talk to Xiaobao like that?"

After scolding her daughter, she turned to comfort Yi Kangle: "Xiao Bao, don't cry, okay?"

Her attempts to comfort him only made Yi Kangle more upset.

He grinned and said, feeling wronged, "So she can talk!"

Su Yan was stunned. So you weren't sad because of the separation, but just because she could talk?

The world of children is too hard to understand.

She comforted Yi Kangle for a few more minutes, and only after he calmed down did she help Su Xiaoyu up.

"Xiaoyu, Mom is taking you home."

Su Xiaoyu's face was full of joy, but she insisted on suppressing the corners of her mouth and turned her head away proudly.

Yi Kangle, clutching the teddy bear, ran out quickly and called out to Su Xiaoyu's retreating figure, "Su Xiaoyu, I won't forget you!"

Su Xiaoyu turned to look at him, smiled and waved.

The headmistress leaned against the door, watching the heartwarming scene of the mother and daughter holding hands. She sighed with relief and said, "How wonderful these two are! Their relationship used to be so awkward. I hope they can both be honest with each other and express their love for one another in the future."

The teacher nodded in agreement, "Yes, it brought tears to my eyes."

She touched the corner of her eye, then turned her head to look at the headmaster with admiration.

"However, Director, I still admire your magnanimity the most. You were willing to sacrifice your own students to help this mother and daughter reconcile."

"What did you say?!"

The teacher looked surprised. "Principal, you don't know yet? Xiaoyu's mother went to withdraw her from school this morning. She won't be attending our school anymore."

The principal froze, as if struck by lightning, "Withdrawn from school?!"

He didn't care about anything else and chased after the mother and daughter who hadn't gone far.

"Xiaoyu's mom, I actually have another kindergarten in the city, it's not a full-day care center, would you like to check it out?"

The teacher looked at his retreating figure with mixed feelings. He was wearing a tank top, shorts, and slippers, one of which was missing.

She covered her face and silently pulled Yi Kangle away.

After the principal finished his forceful recommendation, he returned to his office, satisfied.

"After all that trouble, we almost lost our student pool."

He sat down at his desk, panting, and suddenly noticed a small wreath woven from tree branches on the desk.

The headmaster was stunned. He held the suddenly appearing little flower wreath and looked at it repeatedly, then suddenly smiled.

"This little girl still has some conscience."

He clicked his tongue, put the flower wreath on his head, and looked at himself in the mirror, admiring himself from left to right.

Just as I was enjoying myself, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

"Principal, Xiao Bao's mother, who couldn't come yesterday, is here..."

She stared dumbfounded at the headmaster, who was wearing a flower wreath and looked blissfully happy, and completely forgot the "了" that followed.

Lin Hui turned to look in and, upon seeing this scene, her expression turned strange.

"The principal's hobbies are quite unique."

Lin Hui sat there, thought for a long time, and finally came up with this sentence.

The principal's hand trembled as she poured tea, and she explained with a dry laugh, "It's not really a hobby, just a small gift from a student. I hope Xiao Bao's mother won't laugh at me."

He served tea to Lin Hui and began the main content of today's conversation.

"Xiao Bao's mom, I've called you here to discuss some issues concerning Xiao Bao at kindergarten."

Lin Hui was somewhat surprised to hear this.

"Did Xiaobao get into some trouble? He's always been very obedient."

The headmistress, with a complicated expression, nodded in agreement: "Xiao Bao is very obedient, but Xiao Bao's mother, don't you think Xiao Bao is too obedient?"

Lin Hui frowned deeply. "What do you mean by that, Principal?"

The principal crossed her hands, trying hard to find a tactful way to express herself.

"What I mean is, Xiaobao is a boy, but he doesn't act like one. He's very well-behaved, like a little girl."

Lin Hui immediately retorted, "Isn't this better?"

This question stumped the kindergarten director, who awkwardly explained, "It's not that it's bad, it's just that Xiaobao is a boy after all."

The more he explained, the more vague it became, so he gritted his teeth and said directly, "Forget it, Xiaobao's mom, I'll just tell you directly. After observing Xiaobao closely for a few days, I found that he has a bit of a people-pleasing personality."

The headmistress glanced at Lin Hui intentionally. "I don't know what your usual parenting style is, but I always feel that Xiaobao is very afraid of you, and he doesn't even dare to cry, which is the most basic thing a child can do. Crying is a human instinct. Xiaobao doesn't know how to cry; he loves to cry, but he never dares to cry even once. Isn't this problem serious enough?"

Lin Hui came out of the principal's office, sneering repeatedly.

"I really don't know where he got the courage. He's just an ordinary kindergarten principal, but he thinks he's a doctor, casually concluding that Xiaobao has a people-pleasing personality."

Yi Kangle sat timidly in the baby chair, glancing at Lin Hui with his little eyes, not daring to say a word.

Hearing Lin Hui's complaints, the driver couldn't help but speak up, "Ms. Lin, I think you're being too strict with Xiao Bao. After all, he's just a child."

As his driver, he took Xiaobao to various film sets every day, filling all of Xiaobao's free time with the time spent on set.

This is hardly the childhood a child should have.

As soon as he spoke, he was met with an angry glare from Lin Hui.

"You're just a driver, what do you know! You dare to lecture me? Is your child as good as Xiaobao?"