It turns out that, unbeknownst to him, there were people who cared about him and were afraid he would go back to his ex—or rather, his former lover—so they deliberately wrote two stories for him to read.
It's one thing to have guessed, but since Li Yiyi and Boss Li wanted to keep it a secret, he couldn't expose them. Anyway, he appreciated their intentions.
When Yi Yi is a little older, he will send her exam papers every year to repay the kindness of the father and daughter.
Li Yiyi: No, don't repay kindness with enmity.
The more Zhao Zhiqing thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. His identity was suitable, and he wouldn't attract attention. But the importance of exam papers shouldn't be underestimated.
He's not bragging, but the Zhao family's educational resources are the best in the entire capital. No one dares to be second. Even getting a single exam paper requires having good connections.
Concealing his thoughts, Zhao Zhiqing looked away from the notebook.
"Comrade Li, Xiao Yi, these two notebooks are mine. Thank you for bringing them to me."
Since Boss Li and Li Yiyi had already provided the reasons, Zhao Zhiqing simply accepted them. After they left, he would definitely study them carefully.
He would never repeat the mistakes of his father, Jiang. Love is an instinct, and he needed to learn how to distinguish between different kinds of love.
If he has time, he will definitely go to Jiang's father to exchange experiences. Failure is the mother of success, and he will surely accumulate his own experience from Jiang's father's experience of failure.
"ah"
Li Yiyi was slightly surprised, after all, Zhao Zhiqing's direct admission was unbelievable to both her and Boss Li.
Even a blind man could tell from the handwriting that it wasn't Zhao Zhiqing's.
"Xiao Yi, these two notebooks are mine, thank you."
Zhao Zhiqing's heart softened even more, his eyes filled with a gratitude that Li Yiyi didn't understand but which made her heart flutter.
"No need to thank me, Teacher Zhao."
Ignoring the occasion, Boss Li covered Li Yiyi's mouth.
His daughter lacks social experience and overreacts. It would be troublesome if Zhao Zhiqing noticed something was wrong.
If the contents of those two notebooks were to leak out, where would Boss Li put his face in the future?
It must not be spread, and Zhao Zhiqing must not discover anything amiss.
"Teacher Zhao, it's so great that we found the owner of the notebook. My daughter and I will head back now."
With a slight smile, Boss Li awkwardly pulled Li Yiyi away, and Li Yiyi didn't even have a chance to speak the whole time.
"Daughter, you mustn't let your dad down."
Once outside, Boss Li finally let go of her hand, giving Li Yiyi a chance to speak.
"Dad, I'm your daughter. When have I ever wronged you?"
His questioning gaze was exceptionally clear, and Boss Li returned a meaningful look. Li Yiyi instantly understood.
"I see."
Her arrogance vanished instantly; Li Yiyi considered herself a sensible person.
I blame myself for being ignorant when I was young and saying things I shouldn't have. When Li Laoda and Jiang Yuting investigated, I kept quiet.
“Daughter, I’m doing this for your own good. If Zhao Zhiqing finds out that we wrote the stories in the book, what do you think the consequences will be?”
"Consequences? What consequences could there be?"
"Are you stupid? If Zhao Zhiqing were to see your grandfather, just think about it..."
Without further ado, Li Yiyi automatically filled in the blanks: Jiang's father and Zhao Zhiqing were alike; they both liked to assign tasks to others.
Her homework will definitely double, and as for Li Laoda, he'll probably be dragged along and lectured on some incomprehensible principles.
"Dad, I remember now, my name seems to be on the notebook where I write stories."
Upon hearing this, Boss Li's neck stiffened; he mechanically turned to look at his innocent daughter.
"Girl, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"Perhaps, maybe I'm remembering it wrong."
Li Yiyi was on the verge of tears. She really hoped she had misremembered, but her memory was excellent; she clearly remembered that her name was indeed written in the notebook.
Zhao Zhiqing also noticed this, rubbing his fingers across the notebook, moving them back and forth over the three characters "Li Yiyi".
His handwriting was terrible. He remembered he had a few calligraphy practice books suitable for children, which he had originally intended to keep for his son.
Currently, it seems that Li Yiyi's condition is more serious; her handwriting looks like scribbles.
Opening the notebook, Zhao Zhiqing frowned. Aside from the plot, there was absolutely nothing worthwhile about it; the handwriting inside was even uglier than the handwriting on the outside.
Thinking of Li Yiyi and the others' kindness, Zhao Zhiqing suppressed his inability to read messy handwriting.
On the way back, Li Yiyi and Li Laoda remained silent. As they were about to enter their house, they both stepped out and then pulled their feet back in.
Should we go back and take a look?
Lowering his head, Boss Li asked, and Li Yiyi pursed her lips helplessly.
Father, why don't you go?
The ninth round of eye contact ended there; before the tenth round even began, a familiar voice appeared behind them.
"Aiguo-yi, what are you two doing standing here at the door! It's not raining, and the ants haven't moved."
At the same time, both Boss Li and Li Yiyi's faces fell, then they forced out a smile.
"Grandpa, you're back."
Upon seeing Jiang's father, both Li Laoda and Li Yiyi could only think of how tragically they had described him in their notebooks.
Endless work every day, endless pig feed to cut, and an endless supply of rare and dangerous items to hunt.
With the real person right in front of him, he felt inexplicably guilty. They didn't do it on purpose; they just wanted to use Jiang's father's story to save Zhao Zhiqing, who was about to lose his way.
Although the descriptions are a bit tragic, only in this way can the reader see the consequences. Secondly, the descriptions mostly use exaggeration, so a little exaggeration shouldn't be considered excessive.
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