The Suzuki family's car that picked up Xiao Yuanzi was very low-key in appearance. Jingguang took the car to the intersection not far from the Beihua Nursery School. Because the road inside was not wide and it was almost time for school to end, vehicles were prohibited from entering the lane in front of the nursery school.

So Jingguang went there on foot, carrying the tennis bag that he never took off.

When we arrived, a small number of parents had already gathered outside the Mihua Nursery.

The first to come out were the children from the Tulip class.

Jingguang looked for a long time and found that there was no small garden inside.

He was not in a hurry.

Keep waiting.

He remembered that Xiao Yuanzi said she was in the Tulip Class last year and should be promoted this year. Uncle Suzuki said it was the Sakura Class.

I just don't know when Sakura Class will come out.

(Speaking of Jingguang, there are other parents next to you, why don’t you just ask?)

Jingguang stood at the door, waiting quietly.

Other mothers who came to pick up their children gave me kind looks.

"It looks like the older brother is here to pick up his younger brother or sister from school~"

"Yes, yes, you are so sensible."

"What a handsome boy! I'm so envious of him! Which mother can have such a handsome and obedient son?"

"Exactly. Unlike my boy, who is already fifteen years old and is always thinking about how to pursue his sweetheart, he doesn't even know to help me pick up my brother, eh~"

"Be content. At least your family doesn't cause any trouble. My eldest child always fights in school. I feel embarrassed when the teacher calls me..."

"You're still worse off."

"Oh, you can't say that. It's better for the child to be more lively so that he won't be bullied~"

......

Jing Guang looked straight ahead, automatically blocking out the noisy sounds, and silently reciting the Qianjin Prescription in his heart.

His eyes were fixed on the nursery, hoping that the next class to come out would be the Sakura class.

The next one to come out is the lavender class…

Orchid Class...

Sakura Class...

Um?

Sakura class?

Two gentle female teachers walked out in two rows, holding the children's hands, one in front and one behind, and one on the left and one on the right.

But the children were not very excited, and many of them had red eyes.

Xiao Yuanzi was in the second row. In the first row was a little girl with short hair and a small pointed horn on her head. She was crying.

Next to him was a little boy wearing a yellow hat, looking helpless and arrogant, secretly glancing at the little girl next to him, as if he was the one who made the girl cry.

Jingguang glanced at the two children's faces, focusing on Xiao Yuanzi, who was wiping tears with red eyes behind the boy.

The little girl was wearing a blue uniform skirt, a cherry blossom-shaped class badge on her chest, and a peach pink headband. She was sobbing and wiping her tears with her right hand.

Jing Guang frowned, his whole body went cold, he put down the unfinished Qianjin Fang, and immediately went to meet him.

There are also many parents around him.

"Baby, what's wrong with you?"

"Hanako, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

"Small garden."

Immersed in the sadness of teacher Jiang Zhou's sudden resignation, Yuanzi, who was crying, felt like she was hallucinating.

She seemed to hear the voice of Brother Jingguang.

The little girl stopped and looked up.

It was not the familiar bodyguard uncle or butler grandfather, but a silver-purple-haired boy wearing Hyotei uniform and carrying a tennis bag.

The boy had a cold expression on his face, as if he was very angry, but Yuanzi was not afraid at all. She quickened her pace and rushed over.

“Brother Jingguang!!”

The little girl hugged Brother Jingguang's knees and became happy instantly.