The father and son also attracted a lot of attention at the kindergarten entrance.
Zhou Jisheng was very handsome. Wherever he went, he stood out from the crowd. His appearance was unforgettable.
Zhou Zhengchu is practically a miniature version of him.
Not only his eyebrows and eyes, but even his expression is very similar to his. At school, Zhou Zhengchu even had a nickname: "Unhappy".
Of course, his noisy and annoying deskmate was the "brainless" one.
Zhou Zhengchu also knew that he was good-looking, because every time he went out, there would always be some strange older sisters or aunts who wanted to touch his face and kept saying that he was cute.
Even if he has no expression on his face, they will still laugh and call him a little iceberg.
It's really annoying.
But he couldn't show that he was annoyed, because his mother had said that would be impolite.
Zhou Ji drove a Mercedes-Benz G63 from the underground parking garage today. The seat was a bit high, and the child's legs were short, so even if he tried very hard, it was difficult for him to climb up.
He opened the back door and carried the child inside.
Zhou Zhengchu is already a child who doesn't like being hugged by his father anymore; he's not a very, very young child.
He scrambled into the car, and when he saw the person sitting in the front, his eyes widened immediately. "Mom?"
A soft, careful voice.
It was as if they were still afraid they had mistaken someone for someone else.
While Zhou Ji was picking up the children, Jiang Yue secretly got out of the car and went to the convenience store across from the school to buy a bunch of snacks.
Right now, I'm so busy that I don't have a free hand.
She glanced back, reluctantly offering him the half-eaten chocolate in her hand, saying, "It's me."
She said, "Aren't you happy that I've come to pick you up?"
Jiang Yue asked casually, but the boy answered very seriously, nodding earnestly: "Happy."
He clutched the chocolate his mother had just given him in his palm.
I want to hold on tight, but I'm also a little afraid to hold on too tight.
I'm afraid this chocolate will turn out like it used to be, and if I'm not careful, I won't be able to keep it anymore.
So the boy decided to eat the chocolate slowly, little by little.
It's like slowly consuming the love that his mother casually gave him.
Zhou Ji had already gotten into the car. She glanced at the passenger seat and saw a whole bag of snacks on her lap. The man sighed silently, seemingly helpless, but there was really nothing he could do about it.
Like a kitten guarding its food, Jiang Yue immediately clutched the large bag in her arms warily when faced with his gaze. She said, "Don't covet what I bought with my own money."
Zhou Ji pretended to snatch her from her arms.
Jiang Yue was so anxious that her face turned red.
Zhou Ji loosened his fingers and chuckled softly: "Little glutton."
Jiang Yue turned her face away, and the car window reflected her flushed, hot face. Why did those three words sound so ambiguous?!
Was he flirting with her?
He was definitely flirting with her!
You bastard.
But……
Why does she fall for this?
Jiang Yue hid her face, but her bright red ears couldn't be hidden: "You just drive your car."
She pretended to be angry: "Stop talking so much nonsense."
Zhou Ji replied in a good-natured manner, "Yes, Mrs. Zhou."
Jiang Yue's heart was pounding rather violently, faster than usual, and this thumping sensation gave her a strange feeling.
It seems so sweet.
But my mind felt like a tangled mess.
All the dating tips she read online were useless in this situation.
She couldn't think of any way to deal with him.
Jiang Yue could only pretend that nothing had happened and that she hadn't been moved by his words at all. She kept looking back and stiffly showing concern for her son.
The boy cooperated well with her awkward acting.
When asked if the chocolate was sweet, he said it was.
When asked if he was happy going to school, he obediently showed off the little red flower he had earned and the test paper with full marks.
Jiang Yue felt that the child had inherited all of her intelligence and talent, and that her good genes had been fully utilized.
She looked at the perfect score test paper, patted the boy's head, and said, "You're a smart and good boy. Show me every perfect score you get in the future."
Zhou Zhengchu took his mother's casual remark to heart and nodded, "I'll remember it, Mom."
He was always first in his class.
They also ranked highly in other competitions.
I used to be unable to resist bringing my award certificates home and carefully handing them to my mother, but she would just ignore them and toss them aside.
They didn't care what score he got on the test, they only cared about when his father would come back.
He never expected that his mother would be so proud of his achievements this time, patting him and praising him with such joy.
"You're so smart and good-looking, have you made any new friends at kindergarten?" Jiang Yue asked casually, but she really hadn't seen her son have any close friends. He's only six years old this year, and he's like a lone wolf, which isn't good.
He definitely inherited his father's aloofness; Zhou Ji also likes to wear a half-dead face in public, making him difficult to approach.
His cold expression made it seem like he was about to destroy the entire world.
The boy didn't want to lie to his mother, so he shook his head: "No."
He thought for a moment and then said, "But I will make friends seriously from now on, Mom."
Let's start with his talkative but slow-witted deskmate.
Jiang Yue beckoned to him with her finger, and the boy leaned forward in a daze. She kissed his forehead without hesitation: "You don't have to force yourself. If you don't like making friends, then don't. I won't force you. Some people are naturally aloof, and I can understand that."
She is the most understanding mother in the world.
Look how considerate she is.
She wanted to be a loving mother and let Zhou Ji be a stern and annoying father. That way, when the little villain grew up and looked back on the past, he would only hold a grudge against Zhou Ji.
The mother and son engaged in childish conversations throughout the journey.
Zhou Ji tried to interrupt her gently a few times, but she pretended not to hear him even though she clearly did. She silently opened another bag of potato chips and shared them with the boy in the back seat.
Zhou Ji became the mute driver in the car, and apart from doing his "job", he had no presence whatsoever.
Jiang Yue eventually ran out of questions about kindergarten and arrived home.
After getting off the bus, the boy was carried out of the back seat by his father.
Zhou Ji handed him over to the butler and silently waited for the two to enter the house, until even their backs disappeared from sight.
Zhou Ji withdrew his gaze. Jiang Yue, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had just jumped out of the car and hadn't even stood up yet.
Caught off guard, the man grabbed her wrist, and her body slammed against the car. She was trapped in his grasp, and although she was panicking, she tried to be strong: "Zhou Ji, can't we say these things at home?"
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