Still shaken, Zhang Yuanyuan drank several sips of coffee to calm herself down.
Immediately, he got busy with his work.
Time passed day by day, and now Mo Yuchu is a senior kindergarten student.
At kindergarten, Mo Yuchu often acted like a little adult.
Although he looked mature, his face still looked young.
While the other children were playing house, Mo Yuchu ignored them and focused on tinkering with his own things.
"Little Mo Yuchu, why aren't you playing with the other children?" the kindergarten teacher said softly as she walked over to him.
"childish."
"But Yu Chu is a child too."
“I’m different from other kids,” Mo Yuchu said without looking up, still focused on what she was holding.
"What are you looking at, Yu Chu? Can you show it to the teacher?" the kindergarten teacher said gently and softly in his ear.
Mo Yuchu looked up at the teacher beside her. He was not old, only in his twenties.
His appearance... was acceptable; he didn't dislike him. After thinking for a few seconds, he pretended to be Mo Jingchen's usual self and said, "Okay."
The teacher took the item from his hand, glanced at it, and exclaimed in surprise, "A financial magazine?"
"Hmm, is there a problem?"
"Yu Chu, can you understand these complicated financial magazines?" The teacher held up the magazine in her hand and looked at Mo Yu Chu with a puzzled expression.
"Hmm, is there a problem?" Mo Yuchu asked arrogantly, with a disdainful look on her face.
"Are you really able to understand it?"
Mo Yuchu looked at her as if she were an idiot. He didn't want to explain anything to her or talk to her anymore.
Those who understand, understand; those who don't, need not be told. Mo Yuchu looked at the teacher in front of her and felt a slight aversion, but out of consideration for his upbringing, she did not show it immediately.
The teacher looked at Mo Yuchu without saying a word, put down the magazine in her hand, and left dejectedly.
However, this teacher was cunning. On her way out, she glanced back at Mo Yuchu. Although she had doubts, she did not completely deny it.
After all, the children who can attend this kindergarten are either rich or noble, and there are countless smart children among them.
Teachers don't fully understand every child's situation, so you can't judge a book by its cover.
If Mo Yuchu is really that smart... then his father...
A calculating glint flashed in the teacher's eyes as she thought this...
Being a teacher here is a dream job for many. Not only is the salary high and the benefits excellent, but the students' parents are also exceptional individuals. You never know when you might have the chance to rise to prominence.
However, what she wants is to rise to the top and become a phoenix!
I heard that Mo Yuchu's father is Mo Jingchen, the president of the Mo Group!
His wife, though young and beautiful back then, has changed in recent years...
The teacher went to the restroom, looked at herself in the mirror on the sink, touched her face with satisfaction, and smiled victoriously...
For the next week, Mengmeng, the teacher who had always been reluctant to pick up and drop off students (the teacher who spoke with Mo Yuchu that day), dressed up carefully and stood at the kindergarten gate, warmly welcoming each and every child entering the kindergarten.
However, to her disappointment, Mo Yuchu's father did not show up during the week!
The people who came to pick her up were either the family's housekeeper or his mother.
One day after school, Teacher Mengmeng carefully examined An Yiruo from head to toe, scrutinizing every part of her.
Appearance...acceptable, figure...acceptable, outfit...acceptable.
However, she was younger than her, and Teacher Mengmeng believed that this alone was enough for her to succeed! Even though she hadn't met Mo Yuchu's father, Mo Jingchen, yet!
However, she was confident that it was easy for a woman to pursue a man. After all, how many men, especially those in high positions, could resist temptation?
Thinking of this, Teacher Mengmeng suddenly burst out laughing at an inopportune moment.
This attracted a crowd of onlookers, and some people frowned in dissatisfaction with the kindergarten teacher's inappropriate behavior.
Feeling the strange looks from those around her, Teacher Mengmeng immediately nodded and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Yu Chu, go home with your mom. See you tomorrow!" Teacher Mengmeng smiled professionally and waved goodbye to Mo Yu Chu.
However, Mo Yuchu seemed not to see it, and holding An Yiruo's hand, she turned around and left the kindergarten.
"Xingxing, that's a bit impolite of you!"
"Mom, this teacher is weird, I don't like her," said little Mo Yuchu, pouting unhappily as she sat in the back seat next to An Yiruo.
"Stars, in this world, there are many kinds of people, and many kinds of personalities."
We can neither make everyone like us, nor can we make ourselves like everyone.
"So, when you're unhappy, don't show it on your face; it will only embolden bad people," An Yiruo was explaining to little Mo Yuchu.
"I understand, Mom. I know what to do."
"But Mom, weren't you unhappy when she looked at you with such a provocative gaze today?" Mo Yuchu asked An Yiruo.
“A person like her wears her heart on her sleeve; I don’t take her seriously.”
"I understand, Mom."
Although Mo Yuchu was intelligent, he had limited experience. After An Yiruo gave him some pointers, his clever little brain began to understand some things.
Over the next week, Teacher Mengmeng would intentionally or unintentionally take care of Mo Yuchu, and would always come over to talk to him whenever she had a reason.
The questions asked were rather childish, mostly things like: When will your dad pick you up? Who's prettier, your mom or your teacher? Do you like your mom or your teacher more? ...
Mo Yuchu never wanted to answer; she would always turn away coldly, showing no mercy whatsoever.
"If it weren't for your dad, I wouldn't put up with you!" Teacher Mengmeng muttered softly behind Mo Yuchu.
“Teacher Mengmeng, you can be lenient with me now. But my dad loves my mom the most.” After saying this, Mo Yuchu walked over to the other children, sat down, and continued reading his magazine.
"Hmph, one day, your dad won't be your dad anymore, he'll be my husband!" Mengmeng said proudly and confidently, turning away haughtily...
One evening, in the master bedroom of Biyunting, An Yiruo, who was doing her skincare routine at the dressing table, looked at Mo Jingchen lying on the bed through the mirror: "I didn't expect that President Mo's charm is still as great as ever."
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